#anon u make me YEARN
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when your children are still babies, they get so so upset when gojo comes home and doesn’t immediately pick them up. your baby has recently learned that the sound of the front door opening and closing usually signals the return of their father so tonight, when the door opens, your baby’s head perks up. when he finally takes his shoes off and makes his way into the home, he spots his little angel on the couch. “hi baby!” he coos at them with a smile on his face and his hands full with some packages. “let me go put these down and i’ll be right back!” he tries to explain, to which your baby just obliviously smiles at, just happy to see their father and know that he’s giving them attention. but when they realize that he’s leaving their sight and didn’t immediately pick them up… oh have mercy. it becomes a shit storm because who does he think he is?? to not give his baby all his time and attention! gojo comes running back into the living room confused as to why they’re crying but as soon as he picks them up, they stop crying and start giggling. what a dramatic little baby you’ve been blessed with. the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree ig
— doc dad levi anon
SHUT UPPPPP because you know Satoru loves the attention too, they’re a perfect match together bye. All you can do is stand, bemused, as Satoru picks up the baby and almost instantly quells his crying, rocking him back and forth before stretching his arms to hold the kid at eye level with him and cooing, “Oh, I’m sorry my love, I missed you too, soooooo much,” Satoru bends his arms to brush their noses together and grin at the giggles the baby emits, “You missed me too, yeah? Aren’t you the sweetest little thing, missing me like that? So precious.” Satoru covers the baby in kisses and sweet words for nearly five straight minutes and they both love to bask in each other’s attention (you have the videos to prove it).
Something kinda funny tho is… you’re 98% sure your son can tell that Satoru will give into quickest lmfaoo. Your baby cries sometimes when you have to leave him, sure, and can definitely throw a fit when he wants your attention—but he seems to know to cry (or squeal, or babble, or screech) on demand for his sucker of a father. Nanami, Shoko, Megumi, and Yuuta (your on rotation band of baby sitters) have noticed that the kid loves to be held and has no shame gesturing for it—but they’ve never experienced the baby crying when they so much as step away for a moment, unless he’s hungry or needs to be changed. You don’t have the heart to tell Satoru he’s being played tho, so you just let them have their moment <333 (not that it would matter, Satoru can’t stand to see your kid cry in any capacity, so he’d go right back to giving in; plus it’s a win-win in his book anyway: baby stops crying, and he gets cuddles from his son).
(Then again, you think the need and love for attention might just be genetic, because Satoru has cried big tears a handful of times just leaving you and your baby at home for a few hours).
#anonymous#satoru ‘i’m not crying i’m just. really fucking SAD OKAY I MISS THEM!!!!’ gojo#satoru: maybe my eyes are misty!! so what!!! there’s a lady and baby gojo waiting for me at home and i’m HERE! I HATE IT HERE!!!!!!!!#can we talk about your lineup of babysitters tho LMFAOO#you have basically a father number 2 (the one u call on the most bc let’s be real. why wouldn’t you) + the kid ADORES him#also you can leave the kid w nanami for like. more than a day shoukd something happen. he’s the best#he’s gentle he’s reliable he’s safe he just. best godfather fr#shoko who the baby is obviously Safe with in the literal medical sense but god she needs a nap more than he does LMFAO#baby seems to like her tho and she’s always like ‘i can’t believe this is /satoru’s/ spawn’#megumi is basically the kids older brother for all intents and purposes and the baby loves him :(#megumi gets the most squishes (see gently smacked with a baby palm) and kisses and megumi just. allows it :((( so cute :(((#yuuta whos always like you..:. are you sure you want ME to babysit? and then is a natural bye#like wdym you got him to eat the steamed cauliflower AND not spill his yogurt AND only have one outfit change?#anon u make me YEARN#gojo x reader#satoru.ask
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Have you actually cried to dokyeom's cover before????
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
yes.
#anon u must have seen that dk gifset i rbed huh#i actually genuinelt have cried to his A Journey cover before#several times#his voice is just so yearning and desperate and heart wrenching even though it's a HAPPY SONG#makes me cry too bc i love him so much#fairyhaos.answers#lovely anon <3#anon ask#ask
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how would you write wriothesley needing reassurance?
x : TO LOVE A GOOD THING :*+ﾟ
in which: wriothesley thinks he loves you more than you love him.
warnings: 1.4k words, reverse hurt/comfort with angst, wrio being insecure sorry, gn!hot-headed!reader, reader gets into a fight, wrio patches you up.
a/n: thank u @sixosix for helping me out during my my hard times. this fic was already half written before I got this ask but then it was like the stars aligned and anon came to save a fic that might have never made it out of the drafts. anyways, idk if the writing is good, but i came, i saw, i conquered. enjoy!
Wriothesley thinks he loves you more than you love him.
If he voiced these thoughts to you, you’d shut him down without another breath. He can almost picture it now, the way your nose would scrunch as a precursor to all the statements you will make rejecting his. He can hear all the things you’d say, insisting ‘that’s just not true!’, and then he’ll laugh to cover up the way his chest will swell with pure adoration.
But it is true.
Loving you is easier than breathing. The heart that sits in his chest beats harder for you than the circulation of oxygen in his lungs, but he breathes because it keeps him alive. If he’s alive, then he gets to see you, the best thing that’s happened to him his entire, unfortunate life.
He thinks he loves you more than you love him because you once told him your favourite flowers were glaze lilies. However, when you complained that they only bloomed during the night, Wriothesley knew that he would wrestle the sun just so the moon could shine a little longer.
He thinks he loves you more than you love him because you linger in the crevices of his mind. Down in the Fortress of Meropide, the days may pass excruciatingly slow sometimes and the only cure for him is yearning for the one he loves most. Perhaps if he wishes hard enough, you’ll burst through those doors with a declaration of a new discovery and sit on his desk, avoiding the paperwork.
Most times, his wishful thinking doesn’t work out. On the rare occasion it does, Wriothesley will be fortunate enough to end the work day with your palms on his cheeks, gently motivating him to finish what’s left.
You’ll peel stickers off his body, ignorant of the fact that he saves them up just for an excuse to feel your hands on him, then he’ll kiss you in thanks, eyes fluttering closed. Near you, he can finally let his guard down, let the gauntlets and coat fall as he sinks into you.
Wriothesley already feels bad whenever you come down to a place so unforgiving and confronting. He tries to brighten up the place sometimes, but metal can only shine so much before it rusts again.
Is it pathetic to want to better yourself for another person? Or is it love?
Wriothesley thinks he loves you more than you love him, and he’s perfectly fine to continue living with that fact. As long as he’s the one you return to every night, he’ll be fine to live with whatever burdens you press onto him.
He just didn’t expect that one of said ‘burdens’ would result with you, Sigewinne’s infirmary, and your face littered with cuts and bruises.
“You should have seen the other guy,” is your poor attempt at humour as your lover frets everywhere, pacing back and forth as the small nurse tends to you. His heavy boots resounding against metal floors.
“Seriously, Y/n, what were you thinking?” The warden clearly isn’t amused by your joke, the only thing keeping him back from completely lecturing you is Sigewinne and that stun gun of hers.
A small yelp slips past your lips when she applies some balm on your sore knuckles and Wriothesley winces, as if feeling your pain. “They were talking bad about you, Wriothesley, what did you want me to do?”
“Nothing!”
Sigewinne gives him a look. He immediately shuts his mouth. “I can’t do that,” you insist.
“You can, and you should’ve. I can defend my own honour. Besides, you didn’t need to lower yourself to the level of crooks just to prove a point.”
“But-”
“-The guys you beat up were just admitted here. Normally after receiving a life’s sentence, the first name that’s slandered is mine as an outlet for anger. This is normal, Y/n, they’ll continue on to realise that the Fortress of Meropide is not their standard prison and reform. You, however, might have just set back their progress.”
Your head drops, a little in shame, but mostly because you don’t have anything to say in retaliation. Silence envelops the dim space, none of you brave enough to break the tension that came from Wriothesley’s scolding. With a few final words from Sigewinne about what medicine to apply, when, and what not to do, she leaves the room quite hurriedly, as if eager to let you and Wriothesley talk about it alone.
Immediately, he crosses the room to where you sit, closing in on your personal space.
“The things they were saying about you were unforgivable. Meropide’s great duke may forgive, but I won’t.”
“Nothing is as unforgivable as you getting hurt.” Care laces his voice this time when he talks to you.
“You won’t throw me in prison for this, right?” You ask with a bashful smile, one that sends him reeling.
“Not prison, no,” he coughs. “However, I can’t not reprimand you.”
“Fine. I guess this just means that I love you more.”
He knows you’re kidding, that you’re only trying to make him feel better because the grin on your face is nothing short of mischievous. Part of him falters, cracks like an earthquake splitting the land apart and pulling him under. To stabilise himself, his rough palms find purchase on both sides of your jaw and his forehead is pressed flushed to yours.
(You don’t love him more, how can you love someone as ragged as him?)
“Impossible,” he murmurs against your mouth.
“Really, let these bruises be a reminder,” you chuckle. His thumb ghosts over a bruise on your cheek and his heart aches at the way you wince, even if just slightly. If it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t be here, sat on a hospital bed with wounds he inadvertently caused.
You wouldn’t be here, in a dingy, dreary Fortress that you’re only obligated to visit because of him.
(Oh, but he hopes you never leave. The day you go and never come back is the day Wriothesley will turn all of Teyvat upside down just to search for you. Where is his place if not by your side?)
There’s a warm poke to his cheek that’s quickly followed by a damp residual. Wriothesley quickly realises that you wiped a tear away, and he curses the following few that spill. You shouldn’t waste your efforts on him: a man half-coherent, and wholly undeserving of you.
“Love, oh, love,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to the bruised area. “Why did you do this?”
“I already told you,” you hum. “Because I love you.”
“I’m not worth it.”
Your hand stills. “What do you mean by that?”
“This happened because of me,” there’s pain in Wriothesley’s voice when it cracks. “You didn’t need to harm yourself for me, I’m more of a burden than you think, Y/n, nothing good will come out of loving me too much.”
For a second, everything stills. The beating of his heart, your breathing, the dull humming of the fortress’ mechanics, it all becomes silenced. The world only kicks up again when you speak.
“How could you say that about yourself?” You reprimand, shaking his face lightly. “A ‘burden’? Are you hearing yourself right now, Wriothesley? You’re not making any sense right now!”
There’s a passionate look in your eyes. One he doesn’t think a man like him deserves.
“I do not love you for ‘good things’ to come out of them, I love you because you are the good thing, and I will do anything for you to remain the way you are.”
Oh, he might cry again. Are there tears in the corners of his eyes? How can he help it when you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him?
“Don’t write me off as some poor soul whose subjected to your love,” you whisper, but he hangs on to every word you say. “Your love is not a burden I bear, but rather, the most fortunate thing I’ve ever had the luxury of cherishing.”
Unable to hold himself back any longer, Wriothesley presses his lips to yours in an all-consuming kiss. He drinks up all of your praise and lets it settle in his gut to bloom, untethering himself from the chains that rubbed his wrists raw. You love him, you love him more than he thought possible.
How lucky he is that you pull him closer, selfishly taking all of him.
© EARTHTOOZ 2023, do not steal, translate, repost my fics and do not recommend my fics onto any other site.
#earthtooz: genshin impact#wriothesley x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader#wriothesley fic#wriothesley x you
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Ur writing makes me emotional im literally writhing on the floor jason let me take care of u bbg 😭 can u write smth ab him letting his s/o take care of him after a rough patrol? Can be sfw or nsfw
HEHEHEHE THANK YOU ANON!! I GOTT YOUUU
im so proud of this it took long but im literally writing this at 3:49 AM bc of the idea that popped up in my half asleep brain
Taking care of ak!Jason Todd after patrol!! (SFW FLUFFY FIC)
Night after night, Jason Todd would come home to you. Sometimes bloodied and bruised, sometimes frustrated and annoyed, sometimes his feet were dragging and his whole body ached. Tonight he slipped through your apartment window, smooth jazz played so lightly it took him a second to register it. A light in the dining room was on. He could’ve just showered to let the running water tell you he was home, and be greeted with your presence when he came out. But, tonight his eyelids were heavy and his body felt empty. Like a lost ghost, he longed for something that gave him a peace to rest his lamenting spirit. Jason wandered to you, it was second nature at times, he found you sitting at the dinner table working on your laptop.
Your gaze flicked upwards, the red of his helmet catching your eyes. “Welcome back!” You said warmly. Almost in an instant his body felt full, heavy, like he was about to melt into a puddle right then and there.
“Hey.” The helmets voice scrambler hid Jason’s mellowed tone. Slightly frowning underneath it because of its harsh manner, he promptly took it off. After sliding the cold metal off his head, his eyes met yours. You were smiling tenderly at him. Jason drifted toward you, when he got close he felt like his whole body would’ve dropped to your feet and he could in a dormant rest for centuries. As long as you stayed there of course. Hardly noticed how close he stood over you until he felt himself moving down to kiss your cheek. Jason stopped himself, “Can I?” he whispered to you feebly. You nodded to him with that warm smile he longed for desperately. Jason pressed his cold lips to your cheekbone, the sensation of your skin soothed that longing feeling. He pressed another one firmly, helplessly trying to quarrels his yearning soul. Jason caught himself, skin flushed as he dragged himself away.
A sigh escaped his lips and he started turning away,” Would you like one too?” He fixated himself back on you, you were still looking at him lovingly, your finger pressed against your lips, waiting for his response.
Wordlessly he bowed his head back toward you, turning his head for you to kiss his unbranded cheek. Jason wasn’t ready for you to touch that side of him so directly. He didn’t want you to meet the oily black hate, the only other thing that touched his heart, his longing, his ache as comfortingly as you did. The discomfort seeped from him when he felt your plush lips meet his skin, it wasn’t quick, not too long either. In Jason’s mind it was perfection, it made that tar that stuck in his veins seem like a pathetic substitute. It made his breath heavy, all but burdened with a swollen heart. It made him feel untouchable, not in his brutal norm but in a heavenly stillness. It made him scared. That you could take care of him, not just when his body bled but when you filled something enigmatically empty inside him. Something that he could only fill with that hate that he clutched onto like a boy to his mother.
Jason lugged himself away from you. He wasn’t sure what would hurt him more and he wasn’t ready to find out. He sat across from you pressing his callous palms against his face.
“Bad night?”
“Mhm. Something like that.”
“Need anything?” He already got it.
“No.”
He would be lying if he were to say he wouldn’t wish to a star like a child, asking for your ease indefinitely.
i love him☹️
#arkham knight x reader#jason todd x reader#red hood x reader#arkham knight x gn!reader#jason todd x gn!reader#red hood x gn!reader#arkham knight x you#jason todd x you#red hood x you#|| 🪼krash responds to u#🪼krash writes fanfic#🪼krash rambles about ak!jason todd#skullkidwithsunglasses
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HIHIHHIHIHIHHIHHII NEW HERE😍😍
OKAY.... THOUGHTS ON SLOPPY MAKE OUT WITH LIKE CHAN OR HAN??
I THINK HAN WOULD BE SO WHINY LIKE
“m- mmm..~ baby..“ HE WOULD RUN HIS TOUNGE ALL OVER YOUR LIPS😩 AND THEN YOU WOULD LIKE SLOWLY GRIND ON HIM AND???😈😈
AND THEN CHAN😈…
you would just like. Omg sloppy make out with Chan is just so loving and slow and hands everywhere.
GRUNTS GROWLS. YOU NAME IT??🥹
yes. I’m sorry I just had to get this out😅can I be⬜️ annon?
Sloppy makeout session with Jisung is a fucking dream come true, hands literally grasping every inch of your body he can get to, little moans escaping from his lips into yours and his eyebrows arched in a neverending state of pleasure because it feels so fucking good kissing you for hours on end (probably secretly hoping he’ll get to fuck you at some point if we’re being so real). Definitely not one to hover over you long because he’d much rather pull you onto his lap and let you grind down on his half-hard cock until you do indulge him in a good fuck. Whiny!!! So fucking whiny!!!!! “Baby, grind down on it a little harder, god you drive me crazy” Probably makes it really fun too- laughs in between kisses, loves to pull back from you and admire the way your lipstick is smeared all over his face. Wholly endeared by how disheveled his hair is because you’ve been tangling your fingers in it all evening and gripping the back of his neck to work hickeys down his neck. Just a fun experience overall, “good fuck and a better lover” type beat.
Chan is more sensual than Jisung is- contrast to Jisung, he loves to be hovering over you and in charge of the whole thing. Kisses you until his lips hurt, doesn’t always have the intention to end the night by making love to you, but does want you to feel as good as if he was. He definitely plans for makeout sessions like the romantic geek he is- chooses some romantic playlist and whispers sweet nothings in between Chase Atlantic songs while he’s working his lips against yours like he hasn’t done it in years. Every time he kisses you it’s like the first time you made out; full of longing, passion, yearning to be as close to you as possible. Chan is very keen in burying his face in the crook of your neck and just letting his lips and his teeth graze there, littering your flesh in hickies and marking you so that damn near everybody knows what you were up to the night before. Also has a habit of making it fun coupled with the seriousness, will definitely laugh when you squirm in his touch or let out little moans at the sensation of his lips against you. “That feel good? Yeah? Does my girl like that?”
(Adding 🌫️ to the anon list thank u for this delicious thought YUM ily !!!!!)
#🌫️ anon#ask#stray kids#skz#skz smut#stray kids hard hours#skz scenarios#han jisung hard thoughts#Han Jisung smut#Han Jisung
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Okay 1 and 13 from the sultry prompts list feel VERY Gale to me, if that inspires you at all!
Your honor, based on provided evidence the jury has come to the conclusion that Gale Dekarios is indeed guilty of being a munch. Not actual smut but like pretty damn suggestive. It borders on it. It’s dirty. Don’t talk to me 😭😭
Real talk I’m sorry this has sat in my drafts for so long. Anon, you deserve better but work has been draining lately and tonight for some reason was the night my mind decided to work. Anyways muah i love u thank u for requesting, i hope you enjoy!!
Pairing: Gale Dekarios x Reader
Prompts:
1. A kiss to the thigh
13. You are constantly finding new ways to surprise me.
Rating: Explicit - MDNI
warnings: foreplay, like lots of it. this came out a lil worship-y but gale is a fucking loser and I’m so weak to that shit. i say that with the most love but 😭😭. allusions to good ole’ cunillingus babey!
unsure of the word count
Gale takes his time tonight.
There is no urgency in his actions, no desperation–just pure, unadulterated adoration. His hands are gentle against your skin, soft, like too much pressure might shatter you like glass. He is resolute though, driven, unyielding in the face of his desire for you. He knows exactly how to touch you; he knows exactly where to touch you. It's like your body was made to be known by him, to be loved by him.
You sit comfortably in the big armchair he has nestled in his study, legs spread wide to accommodate his frame. He is kneeled before you like a man devoted; like a man pious, besotted and yearning for you . He looks so very hungry when he turns his gaze up to meet yours, though his smile is soft, beckoning, drawing you in like a moth to a flame. You answer his smile with one of your own, smoothing a hand through his hair as he begins to creep his hands under your dressing gown.
"I will never tire of this," he murmurs, reverent, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your knee. "I will always be starved for you, my star. I will never have enough; there will never be enough to satiate the hunger you inspire.”
You can’t help the silly, lovesick grin that pulls at your lips. To you, he is breathtaking in his want for you, unabashed and proud. You love the way he loves you, so fully, so complete, like this is what the two of you were made to do together. It is intense, all-encompassing, makes your insides twist and turn.
“You spoil me rotten,” you whisper, all sweet smile laced with heavy-handed desire. “I burn for you, Mr. Dekarios. You make me ache.”
He offers a punched-out sound, a chuckle, and his molten eyes darken in the heat of his want. His kisses grow heavy, then, hot where they land on your skin, teasing where they trail up and up and up…
“You are my renewal and ruin all at once,” he breathes, sticky with need. “I am lost to you, my darling. Eternally lost to you.”
You mewl, tangling your fingers in his chestnut hair. “Show me, my love. Show me how you love me.”
He grins a wickedly handsome smile, pressing another hard kiss to the soft flesh of your thigh. He bites down gently, teasingly, basking in the sultry moan that rumbles in your chest.
“Gale,” you urge, pleadingly. “Let me see how lost you are. Let me see what I do to you.”
He squeezes the flesh of your opposite thigh, tongue laving over the little indents his teeth left in your skin. His eyes are sharp, heavy with lust, and you think you might drown in their depths forever.
“How desperate you are,” he teases, hands now moving to push the fabric at your hips up higher and higher. You can only sink further into his touch as his intentions become clear.
“You are constantly finding new ways to surprise me,” he muses, eyes locked on your pleading gaze. “I sometimes forget how eager you are to have me. But no matter, my star. I will happily oblige your desire to be tasted.”
You can only gasp, body pliant, mind foggy, already drunk on him as you surrender to the heat of his mouth.
#hehehehe leave me alone#gale dekarios x reader#gale x reader#gale dekarios fanfiction#bg3 x reader#baldur’s gate 3 x reader#reader insert#rottie writes
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can i get some sanji x reader. you’ve been friends for years. end up having a crush on each other. sanji confesses first. you end up kissing snd confessing as well. your first date gets a lil spicy (you don’t have to write smut idc) ands up telling you he loves you. reader ends up crying in happiness. you can have them reciprocate or have sanji say, “it’s okay you don’t have to love me back yet.”
meow meow
meow meow, sweet anon <3 (this has been sitting in my inbox forever, i want u to know every time i'm sad i go back and read this request and the little meow meow at the end would always make me laugh and cheer me up!)
yours truly (sanji x fem!reader)
ft. pining, yearning, confessions, sanji being sanji
wc: 636 masterlist
“I love you.”
The words ring in your head, slowly seeping into your brain like a thick layer of gelatin. A soft shade of pink creeps into the tips of your ears, the elaborate table setting and candles in front of you long forgotten. There was only him, blonde bangs covering half of his face and eyes gleaming with sincerity; his breathing is shaky, impatient, and nervous as he awaits your response.
This was far from the first time Sanji had confessed to being under the deep spell of love—over two years ago he had said as much upon first meeting you, before even learning your name or glimpsing your entire face. And he had said it to Nami and Robin at least three times a day. Never taking his confessions seriously, you brushed them off as silly, whimsical musings of a man who was blissfully unaware of the severity of his words, not knowing what love—real love—was like enough to know any better.
But Sanji was kind, generous, and sweet, and if you were any more naïve and green, you would have been burning with affection for him from the very start. He was attentive, anticipating your needs before you were even aware of them yourself. Selfless to the core, he had no qualms about rushing headlong to protect you in battle—at times even before racing towards Nami. He was cracked open and vulnerable, for you and you alone as he opened up to you during late nights when sleep was nothing but a feverish ideal for both of you. As time crept on, he wormed his way further into your soul, despite your rational urge to keep him at an arm’s length to keep your own fragile heart safe.
Sanji is a flirt, you remind yourself.
You repeat those four words to no avail every day for two years and three days until you see him again; unfortunately, absence only makes the heart grow fonder, and fantasies and yearning for him have a chokehold on all of your sweetest dreams. However, his behavior when you reunited made reality come crashing down around you.
He’s so excited to see you again that he can barely look at you without passing out from blood loss—but it’s the same with the other women, like it always has been. Despite all your daydreaming, Sanji is still wholly himself; Sanji is only human.
His faults and complexity only spurs you to crave him more. Temperamental and moody, he gets into bad fits, only able to be soothed by your caring words and touches. Chivalrous to a fault, he bends over backwards to avoid hurting women in battle, often to the point of ignoring his own safety, but you have no qualms about playing the role of his savior, able to bask in the light of his gratitude as a reward for your efforts. The frustrating way he swoons over each woman who crosses his path inexplicably only makes you want him more, convinced that you can show him enough kindness, affection, and care to make him see only you. And somehow, against all odds, it worked.
When he confesses—truly confesses—his feelings to you, upon discovering that he had indeed cared for you deeply and truly this whole time, you’re so overwhelmed that tears prick at your eyes. He wanted you as you are; all the hoops you had jumped through to woo him were simply icing on the cake, and vice versa.
That why when Sanji tells you he loves you, in between heated kisses on your first date in the kitchen of the Sunny, only one phrase comes to mind. It’s moving quickly, and on the surface impulsive, but you’ve never meant anything more in your life.
“I love you too.”
#one piece x reader#sanji x reader#vinsmoke sanji x reader#sanji x you#sanji x y/n#vinsmoke sanji x you#vinsmoke sanji x y/n#one piece scenario#one piece fanfiction#request#he's my littol meow meow boy
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Hi Reina!!! <33 what would be Heethan reaction if they were to a mariage and when the it's time to throw the bouquet, reader caught the bouquet? (as you may know that if we catch the bouquet we are supposed to get married) I love you so much you're my favorite writer <33
🦝 anon
oooohohoho this is juicy! I’m gonna answer in great detail!
First off, he’d make sure you both attend a friends wedding with you dressed to the nines, despite you not being the bride. You’re the most beautiful girl in his eyes and even though he has you all to himself, he likes to show you off. ;)
He’d watch over you like a hawk the entire time. If anyone dares to approach and ask you to dance, they’re going to meet an unpleasant end after this wedding.
his eyes are going to watch you with an expression of desire and yearning. You look too good, and he’s going to stand off to the side leaned up against a wall in his tux, head tilted and smirking. he won’t ever be more than 3-5 feet away from you.
you stand among a group of friends, not really intending on participating in the traditional event. You stood off the side and watched all the other girls reaching up and yelling out to the bride, desperate to get their hands on that bouquet.
the bride turns around, her back facing the eager crowd and she closes her eyes and swings her hands over her head. Her lack of coordination and aim caused the bouquet to lapse over to the side and fly directly in your direction. you gently catch the bouquet with wide eyes and a surprise expression. 😲
The girls all pout and frown as they see you holding the large bouquet. It’s heavier than how it looks. You look up at the crowd with your lips stuttering, trying to find the words to calm them.
suddenly, you feel yourself being thrashed away. Pulled at the waist, you’ gasp out your breath and become shook by being taken away from the audience.
Dragged away, everyone stood with wide eyes, just as shocked as you when you slowly disappear. You only see his backside as he continues to pull you through the rows of parked cars, until he gets to his own.
his movements and level of force nearly had you convinced that he was angry. But for what? It wasn’t as if you intentionally tried to catch the bouquet.
he throws you into the seat, before getting in and starting the car. His eyes are stern, he displays no smile and doesn’t say a thing. To make matters even more frightening, he steered the wheel with one hand while he maintained a strong hold on your neck, slightly having you leaned in, facing him, over the center console. “Babe? Heeseung? Please….why won’t you talk to me?”
he keeps his eyes on the road. His silence wasn’t the only thing that was constant, he didn’t bother to look at you the entire drive, only staring dead at the road. Your body halfway twisted as he kept you in close proximity over the center, your rear bed barely touching the seat, you start to feel sore and uncomfortable. Why won’t he say anything? Was he angry that you caught the bouquet without his permission?
the drive finally ends and he quickly unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out, dragging you along with him. You’re in an unfamiliar setting and grow more fearful as he takes you inside a building.
A desk at the front is before you. There stands a lone woman who greets the both of you as you entered. “Hello, what can I help you with?”
“you have a a magistrate available?” His tone is deep and stern, just like his eyes.
“Why yes sir, are you seeking our walk in services?”
He quickly answers, ensuring that you stand behind either his hand gripped around your wrist. He fills out some documents, while the woman comes back to the lobby with the magistrate. “Hello there! What a lovely couple. My assistant has told me you are looking to seal your vows and need your marriage officiated, and that you’re in a hurry?”
Heeseung nods without looking at the minister, who willfully agrees to officiate your ‘wedding’ through a high level of kindness and understanding. “I’ll be happy to do that for you both. Do you have anyone to stand and bear witness to the ceremony?” Heeseung nods once more and just then, the door opens. Six young men enter, one of which was Jake.
“H-Heeseung….” You stutter as he drags you behind him, following the minister. “Heeseung!” You whisper desperately after experiencing his ignorant behavior once more.
He stands you across from him. The pastel beige colored dress served as your bridal gown as he joined his hands with yours, and the minister begins his introduction. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today…” Heeseung’s hands tighten around yours, and you stand confused and scared. Is he seriously going to make you marry him right now? In this way? What about his agreeing in letting you finish college? Why? All because you bc sight a bouquet?
The minister asks Heeseung to repeat the vows. When it came to your turn, he strategically tugs on your palms, causing you to hiccup an “I do.” Never allowing the minister to suspect the use of force that was present. “I hereby announce you as husband, and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”
The six young men all cheer and chant Heeseung’s name as he pulls you by the neck into a passionate kiss. Just as quickly as he brought you in, he took you right back out upon finalizing the rightful procedures and signing the marriage license. All of his friends continue their chant as they trailed behind and followed closely behind you both.
He pulls you back inside the car, holds you by the neck for the final time and pulls you into a kiss. Pausing, he whispers against your pout with a grin…
“Catching bouquets, are we?” He slaps another kiss on your lips. “I thought you wanted to wait until you finished college. Guess you couldn’t wait.”
You tried to object and set the record straight but he wouldn’t let you. He grips your mouth into a full make out. “You know what comes next after marriage baby?”
You shake your head. “Heeseung no…”
“Oh yes.”
His eyes couldn’t hide it. You knew better that this man, while carrying the potential of being a great father, merely only wanted to put his deed inside you to trap you for all eternity, ensuring that you could never leave even if you had wanted to. The thought of marrying him and having his baby was a dream that you wanted to experience the traditional way and I due time, but not like this. “Heeseung no…not like this.”
“It’s so damn cute that you—“ kissing you once again, he pauses as he tucks your hair behind an ear. “think you have a choice.”
Your eyes sting with the tears coming through. “You wouldn’t want to break the traditions of marriage, would you? After all…”
He leans closer. “You’re the one that caught the bouquet. And I’m a man that doesn’t like tie waste time, especially with my pretty wife.” Grabbing on to your thigh, he pulls you into the backseat and crawls onto of you. Grinning darkly, he looks down at you with a taunting smile that took pity on your helpless appearance. “Now, lay there and watch me fuck a baby inside you. I’ll make you into a mommy, make you quit school, and be my perfect stay at home wife and mother to our children. I’ll take care of everything else. You will stay safe and forever be near me. I’m going to watch my baby grow inside you. You’re going to be my perfect soulmate.”
He goes on and on. You see the insanity of his obsession and love for you, and it scares you to death. “I want you to always remember this y/n…you did this to me. You have this effect and made me crave you. This is all your fault and I’m going to remind you every single day.”
Your breath hitches. “Heeseung…it’s not my fault that I was born the way that I am. I never asked for this…for you to choose me. Please take it easy.”
He smirks again. “Oh pretty…maybe you shouldn’t have been born then? Maybe in the next life, you should remember that. But if you still come into the world, don’t worry, I’ll come find you and make you mine again.”
#heeseung x reader#heeseung scenarios#enha x reader#heeseung smut#heeseung hard hours#heeseung fanfic#heeseung hard thoughts#enhypen smut#enhypen hard hours#enha heeseung#yandere heeseung imagines#heeseung yandere
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Hey bbg this is my first time on ur profile and I’ve never read any of ur works but I saw ur rqs r open so I’d like to request a Han smut 😼😼😼 idk why but I’m like in love w dry humping so like dom han but like make him whimper and stuff AND GRUELING DETAIL OF HOW GOOD HE FEELS but ples don’t make reader Dom make her sub🙏 (this is my first time requesting so ignore the fact this is super long and I’m rambling) TY IF U USE THIS RQ
a/n: hey anon, thanks for visiting my profile and thanks for this request! i'd appreciate it if you check out my other works aswell, hope you like thiss
genre: smut
warnings: 18+, dry humping, use of babe, baby, hickeys, suggestive at the end, dom!jisung
Jisung had just arrived home from practice, his body glistening with sweat and his muscles tense. The sight of him made your heart race with desire. He suggested a movie night, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of spending intimate time with your boyfriend after what felt like an eternity. As the clock struck 11 pm, you switched on the movie, only to find out that Jisung had chosen a horror film. You weren't particularly fond of scary movies, but you agreed to watch it anyway because it made him happy.
Both of you settled comfortably on the couch with some snacks. As the movie progressed, Jisung noticed your discomfort and patted his lap. "Babe, come here. I'll protect you from the monsters," he chuckled, pulling you onto his lap. Nestling into his embrace, his warm breath caressing your neck, you felt an intoxicating sense of security.
Halfway into the movie, a particularly scary scene causes you to jump. You feel your boyfriend’s grip on you tighten and you assume he’s doing it as reassurance. Another jump scare startled you, causing your body to jolt. This time, however, you heard a deep, primal grunt escape from Jisung's lips. "Stop moving," he commanded, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. "I can't help it," you murmured, fully aware of the effect your movements were having on him. Feeling mischievous, you continued to shift beneath the covers, purposefully teasing him further. His breath hitched in his throat as he whispered, his voice dripping with desire, "Hmm, what is my baby doing? I told you to stop moving, but it seems like you're craving punishment, darling." His words sent shivers down your spine, your core throbbing with anticipation and desire.
You passionately lock lips with him, your hands eagerly fumbling with the buckle of his jeans. However, he stops you abruptly. "You won't get a taste of my throbbing cock until you prove to me just how good of a girl you can be by cumming solely from grinding on my jeans, baby," he whispers seductively while sensually sucking on your neck, leaving behind a trail of dark, passionate marks. His words send shivers down your spine, intensifying your desire as you slowly begin to move against his clothed erection, the rough fabric teasing your sensitive spots and leaving you yearning for more. With each thrust, you pick up the pace, continuing to dry hump him with fervor. He wraps his strong hands around your body, guiding your movements with expertise. However, the sounds that follow are not what you anticipated.
You hear your boyfriend emit a soft moan, not just any moan, but a delicate whimper. You're taken aback by the sight of your usual dominant boyfriend succumbing to such submissive sounds. This revelation only heightens your arousal, causing you to grind against him even harder, desperately seeking your own release and craving more of those sinful sounds from Jisung. "Oh, fuck," he moans under his breath, hoping you didn't catch on, but you did. The knowledge that your boyfriend is experiencing the same euphoria as you fills you with an intoxicating sense of pleasure. You maintain your rhythm, relishing in the sweet whimpers escaping your boyfriend's lips, until finally, you reach the pinnacle of ecstasy. A small cry escapes your mouth as you climax, your panties drenched with your arousal and liquids.
Jisung's head is thrown back, his eyes filled with desire. "Damn, that was mind-blowing. Maybe I should punish you more often, baby," he says, his voice dripping with lust. You can't help but smirk, wanting to tease him about his moans, but you decide against it, not wanting to provoke his anger. "Now, can I have your throbbing cock, please?" you plead, pouting your lips seductively. Jisung chuckles, his voice low and husky, "How can I resist when you've been such a naughty little vixen?"
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I’m not sure if you write for satoru but if you do, could you please do V, U, Y, and J with him? 🫶🏻🙏🏻
you don’t have to do all, you can pick a couple if you’d like! 😊 tysmmmmm
✧.*Vulgar Language, mentions of risky sex, blue balling, male masturbation, male orgasm, exhibitionism,
༊*·˚ Hey anon, sorry for the wait! To make up for it I did all of them! <3
˗ˏˋFeaturing ´ˎ˗ Gojo Satoru
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Oh my god, Satoru would be so loud. He wants you to know how good he's feeling, but it also means that risky sex is RISKY. He moans, not grunts or groans, he moans.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He loves to tease, maybe even a little too much. Depending on his mood he'll having you crying and whimpering before he even pulls down his boxers. He'll blue ball himself just to see that erotic look of desperation on your pretty face.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Gojo has a criminal libido omg. He would want to do it almost every day stg. If he's gone on missions he would face time you in his hotel room, pretty hand wrapped around his fat cock as he whines about how much he wishes you were there.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Like I previously mentioned, he really only masturbates when either you or him are gone for any extended period of time. He doesn't want to jerk off by himself though, so he calls you around midnight, propping up his phone camera so he's all on display for you.
At first he'd catch you off guard, you were expecting a good night kiss, or for him to whine about missing you, but not this.
By now you had gotten used to Gojo's going away routine. He'll call you half past midnight, jerking off his girthy cock for you to watch. Still, when you answer his call you can't help the heat that flushes through your body, and the warmth that gathers between your legs.
He looks beautiful, his long legs are spread across the hotel bed, he's propped up against the pillows with his head thrown back in pleasure. There's a red blush that covers his body, beads of sweat dripping from his hairline.
He moans your name, sounding like some kind of pornstar when he finally cums. His voice breaks as he uses his free hand to try and muffle himself. White, creamy, cum covers his hand as he gently pumps himself through his orgasm.
"Fuck baby- wish you were here with me right now."
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Guess who’s back ✨
Cinderrr!! 🩵🩵🩵🩵 I’m loving the NSFW alphabets so far, I can’t wait for the next one! No rush of course 🩵 But also what you wrote for Quickie in Time’s NSFW alphabet— “Maybe he's fingering you in the dead of night and hoping that you can stay quiet enough to not wake anyone.” Got me thinking.
Maybe I shouldn’t admit this, but I’ve been drinking so I currently have no shame and am anon ✨ but I am,, not the loudest during sex. Literally no noise. Am 🔇. I grew up in a large family and with barely any time to myself, not to mention I lived in an apartment for most of my life with my large family, so shit kinda stayed with me even during sex to be as silent as possible.
Ofc not a request but more so me just wondering, who in the Chain would have the most fun making Reader— who is silent during sex— make the loudest noises? Also I know I said whenever I talk about Chain, it would automatically include Cal and Sage, but Cinder, my beloved, you’ve made me fall in love with Courage and Koridai 🩵
This can be done in list format if you’d like, it doesn’t have to be, I’d just love any thoughts you have on this ^u^
— 🫐 anon
Welcome back, 🫐anon! There's no shame here! We're all little Deviants! Bc, honestly, me too. I also have to stay quiet because our walls are thin.
Drink some water, bestie, and take care of yourself! But also have fun!
Most fun:
Courage. He loves teasing and dragging all forms of noises out of his lover. He takes it as a challenge. And he's playing dirty. He's biting and pulling and nipping and- Having the absolute time of his life seeing if he can pull those delicious noises out of his lover.
Sage. Also sees it as a challenge. Not only that, but he sees it as a way of marking his territory. If everyone can hear the way his silent prince(ss) cries for him and him alone, based on the pleasure only he can bring them, it marks them as his. And there is nothing more perfect than that.
Hyrule. This may be controversial, but hear me out. Hyrule has this overbearing fear of disappointing you running him ragged every chance he gets. But if he can get you to cry out for him, breaking you from your silent streak, it's like a breath of fresh air. He had done that. He was good enough to break you from habits that have been growing from the start. And if that isn't just a pump of pure self-confidence.
Fierce. He's too quiet himself. He needs to hear something, and getting you to sing like the song bird you are? Music to his ears. He loves getting you to cry out his favorite tune. Especially since it won't be competing with his own silence any time soon.
Wild. It's a game to him. Especially if your out in public. He loves seeing just how far he can go with you, plucking your strings until your either forced to muffle your noises or letting the whole world know his name.
Four. He loves using all sorts of methods to pry those noises out of you. It's not so much a game to you, rather a...scientific experimentation. He's using different methods with different tempos or severities just to see what you respond to. And when he gets even the slightest reaction, he's amplifying it by ten.
Koridai. He's all for exploring new territories, including what makes his lover bend and buckle. He wishes to do it more often, but this subby little man can barely get through his own babbles, nevertheless get to yours.
Sky. He loves hearing his lover. It's the wordless praise that keeps him going, euphoria curling his every nerve ending. Of course, he won't go looking for it, that's his lover's prerogative, but when he gets even the slightest hint of noise? He's latching onto it. He's diving for more. Now that he knows it's possible, he's yearning for it. Like a hit of pure fucking dopamine to his lust riddled brain.
Twilight. Loves playing with his Lover. A part of me thinks that he also had to learn to be quiet, because everyone just came and went whenever in Ordon. He never knew if the kids were playing around with his training dummies or Rusl and Mayor Bo were coming over for a talk, so he had to learn to be quiet and listen. Once he has a partner though, he realizes how badly he needs to hear those noises. To let them sink into his skin in his own personal symphony. He'll even let his own out to encourage you! How sweet <3
Time. He has a reputation to uphold. That's the only thing holding him back whatsoever. If you're somewhere private, he doesn't care. He's getting those noises out of you. But unfortunately, you're never truly alone. The boys are either down the hall or somewhere nearby. But sometimes, he loves playing those games with you. Just to see how far he can take it.
Legend. Don't get him wrong, he loves all the noises you offer him, he's just much more focused on how you feel. He's taking in every one of your physical reactions, the way you squeeze around him, the way you claw at his back, all of it and using that instead to alter how he acts. He doesn't need noise to let him know you're making him feel good.
Warriors. He's a captain. He's got people needing his attention everywhere. Meaning he's never really alone. If it's in the dead of night, of course, he's digging for those noises, if only to make them loud enough for him to hear. But when it comes to quickies in his office or in the barracks? He unfortunately isn't allowed that privilege. Doesn't mean he won't make up for it later.
First. Knightly here adores the noises you make for him. But he's so duty bound it's hard to let himself go to truly appreciate these noises. But how he wants to hear them. He wants to let them echo in his ears over and over and over again. A hymn for his ears alone.
Calamity. So me and @mrswritter have come to the conclusion that our poor baby here is a virgin before you two meet. How lovely is that! So he hasn't yet mastered the art of pleasing his lover and not blowing his load within two pumps. You get off, no doubts, but he hasn't quite reached the level of getting past the suffocating grip you have on him after your own release without going through his own. After some more experience however...He'll get the hang of it.
hnng I'm on such a cal kick rn i just wanna hear everyone's hc on him please-
#cinder rambles#🫐anon#yandere linked universe#yandere linked universe x reader#linked universe x reader#linked universe#yandere legend of zelda#legend of zelda#linkeduniverse#loz#link x reader
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op ur post about post-cage sam with stockholm syndrome has changed my life how do u see that manifesting in sam. how does he feel about it. ur wise words. i want to know what u think.
Anon, this is such a lovely ask, I don't know if you'll ever see this but I'm really sorry this took me more than three months to answer 🙈🙈
I think Sam, no matter what scenario, would and does feel deeply, deeply ashamed for any kind of attachement or connection to Lucifer.
Anyway I think there are many different ways to stockholm syndrome!Sam:
S6B: Sam feels like there's something missing. He doesn't know what it is, but there's a deep ache within him. It's not for Dean. God, he wishes it was Dean. And the shame of that tastes like bile: that Dean is not enough for Sam. That he wants something else. He thinks of Ruby and the demon blood. He thinks about Jess dying on the ceiling. Wanting things has never worked out well for him. He wishes he knew what he was yearning for - . Then Castiel breaks his wall and Sam remembers - bits and pieces, but it is enough. Oh, he thinks, of course it is you.
S7: When Sam starts hallucinating, Lucifer doesn't threaten him. He tries to make Sam believe he's still in the cage, but it's not to hurt Sam. He's understanding, almost apologetic. I know you miss Dean, but he's not here. You're with me. He's pointing out lucky escapes, making pointed remarks about the events of S6+7 (Purgatory, Eve, Leviathans...does all this not seem absurd to you?), the state of his and Dean's relationship (I don't know why you do this to yourself, Sam. Why do you imagine Dean treating you like this? The brother who trusted you to defeat me, who stood by you just as my brother did not...). Sam tries to dismiss everything he says, yet sometimes as he lies in bed at night after a long, tense, depressing day, Dean long since lulled to sleep with the help of whisky, he can't help but wish Hallucifer was right and none of this was real. And sometimes Lucifer hits a particular apt point and Sam spends days staring at Dean, looking for signs that can tell him if he's real or not. Sometimes - sometimes Lucifer feels much more real than Dean.
S11-13: There's something very compelling (to me) about Sam remembering exactly what Lucifer did to him in hell and hating him for it and yet being drawn to him. After all the time in the cage together he knows Lucifer - too well. He knows how he thinks, how he sees the world, what motivates him, how he feels about everything he does. Lucifer's mindset is as familiar to him as if it was his own. The certainty of his own experiences of suffering from Lucifer's hands vs the certainity of Lucifer's righteousness in making him suffer. And Lucifer knows exactly what Sam feels and of course wants to exploit it. Needless to say in this scenario Jack would explicitly be Lucifer's attempt to babytrap Sam...
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kim chaewon x f!reader
# tw ; mentions of dieting
# genre ; fluff
you could never say no to hong eunchae, and maybe just this once, you were okay with that.
request from anon! i hope it’s fluffy enough, if not, i’ll be glad to rewrite it (^^;; btw y/n is older than chae by 1 year in this fic!
“hey! stop pushing!” the security guard yelled. you frowned at the sea of people surrounding the area. eunchae had somehow managed to snag a ticket to their fansign for you, which meant that you didn’t have to buy their albums for a one in a million chance.
“hey! stop pushing!” the security guard yelled. you frowned at the sea of people surrounding the area. eunchae had somehow managed to snag a ticket to their fansign for you, which meant that you didn’t have to buy their albums for a one in a million chance.
“hey! stop pushing!” the security guard yelled. you frowned at the sea of people surrounding the area. eunchae had somehow managed to snag a ticket to their fansign for you, which meant that you didn’t have to buy their albums for a one in a million chance.
all the gratefulness towards eunchae disappeared when a big, buff man nearly whacked his camera against your head. do these people not know how to queue up properly?! you fumed. when you were a yuri fansite, all the sones were mostly nice and polite.
a text from eunchae pulled you out of your thoughts, ‘bro i can’t even see u from here. btw, it’s abt to get messy lol’. you gasped at the sudden push behind you. screams erupted from the fans who yearned for their idols to notice them.
“KIM CHAEWON!!” you whipped your head to the sound then turned to look at the said idol. kim chaewon, you tried to recall. eunchae had briefed you on her members beforehand but sometimes it was difficult to spot them.
shaking your head, you ignored the numerous cries and steadied your hand. eunchae’s hair looks very nice today, you smiled, i’ll have to ask her what product they used.
soon, the group settled down on the stage. you managed to catch eunchae’s wandering eyes as she sent a wink towards the crowd.
while your friend was entertaining the fans, you swept your eyes across the members. as a ‘fan’, you should at least know their names. you knew that solo fans weren’t particularly accepted in the fandom and if eunchae wanted you to continue participating in their events as her fansite… you shook your head.
the first member seated at the end, of course you knew her name. sakura, second on produce 48 and extremely popular in japan. it would be a wonder for you not to recognise her. especially since eunchae always fangirled over her. the one next to her, you remembered, huh yunjin.
she was your pick during produce 48 when eunchae had forced you to choose. next. the japanese ballet dancer. eunchae had gushed about how amazing her ballet was, making kazuha one of the members you were more familar with.
you moved onto the next member. you read the multiple signboards and fansite names among the crowd that were facing her direction. kim chaewon, the name that had garnered quite the attention. she’s pretty, you took a photo aimlessly.
the next one was eunchae herself, who was trying on the multiple hats and sunglasses. cute.
you snapped a few more photos and soon enough, it was time for fans to meet their idols. eunchae had prepared a few post-it notes beforehand and you hadn’t bothered to read through them. future you would shake her head.
“l/n y/n, it’s your turn,” you were ushered to the first seat by the manager. once seated, sakura immediately asked, “hello! how are you?”
“i’m good! i hope you have been sleeping and eating well, the debut must have been stressful,” you rambled without knowing. sakura laughed, “i’m used to it, but i’ll make sure to follow your instructions.”
you smiled back in response. sakura asked, “what do you want me to sign it as?” you replied back the fansite name for eunchae. sakura nodded knowingly.
taking a quick glimpse at the post-it note on the album page, it read, ‘salt or sugar on potatoes?’ leave it to eunchae to write about food. you felt your cheeks redden when sakura shot you a confused glance before giggling.
“don’t worry, i think it’s cute,” sakura winked and yunjin leaned over, asking, “what’s cute?”, signalling that your time with sakura had ended.
“hello! wow, you’re very pretty!” yunjin exclaimed. you covered your face with your hands, mumbling out, “thank you…”
“you were my pick during produce 48,” you said, “i was disappointed when you didn’t make it.” yunjin paused. “but you’re eunchae’s fansite?” she teased, “is our maknae more interesting than me?”
you instantly tried to deny it, but you could tell yunjin was teasing you for her amusement.
“don’t worry, i know all about you and eunchae, she’s not very secretive about your friendship. did you know, she’s really loud when she’s calling you?” yunjin gossiped. you nodded. sometimes, you both fell asleep while calling and eunchae’s voice was like an alarm clock.
“ah… if only i could force my friends to be my fansite as well… too bad they’re all in the states,” yunjin sighed, “anyway, i thank you for tiring eunchae out at night.” you laughed heartily and the manager tapped his wrist repeatedly, reminding you of the few seconds you had left. “it was nice meeting you, i hope eunchae sneaks you into our dorm sometime.”
“thank you, yunjin-ssi!”
the lone japanese member was next. she had a chicken hat on and was trying to arrange the multiple toys she had received.
“hello, i’m y/n,” you introduced yourself in japanese, surprising kazuha who excitedly rushed out, “you know japanese?!”
“i know a bit! learnt it in school and shows,” you explainined. it seemed like a good move to speak in japanese. you couldn’t imagine moving to another country alone at such a young age and wanted kazuha to feel comfortable.
“how’s korea so far? is it nice?” you questioned. kazuha pondered for a while before nodding, “korea is very pretty and the food here is so delicious.”
“there are some japanese restaurants in gangnam that are run by traditional japanese families,” you took out a list and gave it to kazuha, “when you’re missing home, you could try some of these.” kazuha nodded, “thank you so much. i hope you enjoy the fansign.”
you smiled warmly.
“please move onto the next one.”
you sat down again. kim chaewon. she was definitely prettier up close.
“hello,” she greeted.
“hello.”
“have you eaten?”
“erm, only some bread in the morning,” you replied. chaewon looked up from the album. “it’s 4 in the afternoon. you should have eaten lunch before coming.”
“ah… thank you for worrying about me?” chaewon sent you a knowing look.
“you’re not an idol, you don’t need to follow our strict diets,” chaewon joked, “but you could definitely be one.” you didn’t ponder on what she meant but instead tried to redirect the conversation.
you decided to ask about her preferences, “fried or barbecue chicken?” chaewon looked at you aghast.
“how could you make me choose!”
“shin or jin ramen?”
“they’re both the same!” you gasped, insulted, “no, they aren’t!”
chaewon sighed, “what are you, a ramen professional?” you shrugged, “you could get me 16 different brands and i’ll play that guessing game.”
the idol’s eyes narrowed playfully, “are you asking me out on a date?” you widened your eyes.
“h-huh?! no…” you exclaimed, “i’ll die on twitter if people think i’m asking an idol out on a date.” chaewon giggled.
“maybe i just want everyone to hate you, so i can have you all for myself, unnie,” she winked. what’s with idols and winking?
“how did you know i’m older than you?”
“lucky guess. how much older are you?”
“one year.”
“hm, information for the future, i guess. what should i sign? oh, is this a post it note?” chaewon flipped through the pages.
you nodded.
“wow… this question… !” chaewon bit her lip. you couldn’t even sneak a look because the idol kept on covering it. eunchae, you brat.
“so? what should i call you?”
you almost gave her the fansite name but for some reason, felt compelled to reply, “y/n.” chaewon raised, or tried to raise an eyebrow, and teased, “so i’m the only special one who gets to know your name?” and before you could retort, it was time for you to move on.
“you sure took your time.”
“eunchae, i am going to kill you! what did you write in chaewon’s page?”
eunchae pouted. “no hello? no thank you eunchae for helping me meet the love of my life?”
“what on earth are you talking about?” you scoffed.
“just for your information, i think she’s as smitten with you as you are for her,” eunchae grinned. your eyes automatically went towards chaewon who sent you a little wave, making your face heat up. “she’s an idol,” you deadpanned.
“and? come on, she likes you!” eunchae whispered rather loudly, making chaewon come over.
“who?” you jumped.
“who what, chaewon unnie?” eunchae asked, a shit eating smile on her face. chaewon’s eyes turned into slits, “who likes my y/n?” you nearly fell off your chair.
eunchae shooed her away by kicking her feet at the older girl who succumbed to the maknae’s antics. as soon as chaewon went back to the fan, eunchae turned to you and mouthed, “she likes you.”
you shook your head.
“nice seeing you, eunchae, even if you’re annoying. get me another ticket for your next fansign, won’t you?”
“why? so you can see her again, master-nim?” your friend laughed but winced when you kicked her under the table. how annoying! you huffed and left the stage.
later that night, when going through the album, you notice what chaewon had written.
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Let's Celebrate!
Hello dust bunnies, it's been a while but I'm back, it's not an important milestone but as you know I like to celebrate! Today is my birthday and I also reached 2.8k followers, I'd like to give a new boost to this blog that's why I'd like if you support this event as much as possible to make me reach the 3k.
NSFW ALPHABET (MINORS DNI)
You know how it works, you've seen it a tons of times and I'm going to explain the rules:
1 characther, 3 letters, NO MINORS!
Fandoms: Tokyo Revengers, Jujutsu Kaisen, Haikyuu, Blue Lock, Bungou Stray Dogs
No anon, as you know I'm trying to reach a new step on this blog and it would be nice to know who is requesting in order to interact together 😊
I'm not putting a limit to the requests you can send but if I feel burned out I may not write your request and I say sorry for it already.
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
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Martha Thomas NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)
AN: I think this was the oldest nsfw alphabet request I had so, sorry to the anon that requested this that it took me ages 😭
A: Aftercare
So soft after sex, will whisper cute things as your breathing evened out
B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)
Martha’s favorite body part is her hands, she loves how easy it is to get you wound up
Her favorite body part of yours is your thighs, she loves having her head between them as she goes down on you
C: Cum (anything to do with cum)
Loves how you taste and will pull you into a deep kiss that has you both moaning at the taste of you on her lips
D: Dirty Secret
Finds the idea of someone overhearing you very attractive
E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?)
She is and you two have learned different things about yourselves since you started dating
F: Favorite Position
She doesn’t have one, she just loves having her hands or mouth on you
G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)
Can be a little giggly before or after sex but is mainly serious during sex
I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)
So so intimate
J: Jack off (Masturbation HC)
She doesn’t have an opinion on it, if you gotta get yourself off go for it
K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Having people hear you, it boosts her ego
L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)
She’s not opposed to sex in hotels with your teammates next door or somewhere semi-public like a bar bathroom
M: Motivation (What turns them on?)
Just kissing her is enough to have her head spinning
N: No (Something they wouldn't do)
She might like having people hear you but she doesn’t want anyone to actually catch you
O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)
Giving!
P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?)
Slow and sensual but sometimes it can be fast yet sensual
Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies)
She’s a fan of them and they happen often
R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting)
She is if you are!
S: Stamina (How many rounds)
You two go for shorter rounds but there are more of them
T: Toys
You two have a strap that is used sometimes but Martha prefers using her fingers or mouth
U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)
She does tease you but most of her words are more like praise
V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make)
You’re the louder one between the two of you but she can be loud sometimes too
W: Wild Card (Random HC)
During an away trip with the team, you two got lucky and were roomed together and took the opportunity to have sex and you had to keep a hand over your mouth the entire time because of the thin hotel walls
Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
It’s more in the middle but can be a bit higher sometimes
Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
You both fall asleep pretty quickly after sex
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