https://www.tumblr.com/sweetestdesire/748738410024484865/what-kind-of-kinks-do-you-think-quinn-has

the overstimulation kink / knows no boundaries makes me think (at least in this case) quinn is into trying to make his girl squirt

like he’s so dedicated and locked in on pleasuring her so intently that he’s doing everything he can to truly bliss her out.

Quinn would be downright mean under the sweetness, cupping your cheek tenderly as he’d chuckle at your tears. He’d love watching you squirm and watching your hands pressing gently at his chest to push him away even as your hips meet his thrusts halfway. “Please, Quinn. It’s too much, I can’t.”

“Awe, sweetheart.” He’d coo, kissing the tears that slip from your lashline and coat your cheeks, making you whimper as you’d feel his hips bump along your clit. “Don’t underestimate yourself.” He’d chuckle, groaning as you’d hug tightly around him. “You can give me one more, can’t you? Just so damn needy for me, aren’t you, baby?”

“Fuck, Quinn.” You’d gasp, hips raising off the mattress as your orgasm would crash over you, pulling whimpers and mewls from your lips as your release would coat him and soak the mattress underneath you. His hips would almost still as he’d watch you, and then he’d groan all needy, bucking into you harsher as he’d chase his own high.

“Fuck, Y/N.” Quinn would curse. “Think you can do that again, baby?" He’d ask desperately, lust in his voice even after all the rounds he's fucked you through. “Just one more time, yeah? Wanna see it one more time.”

ok ok bear with me !! bestfriend toji being super close and touchy with you in ways where sometimes he wonders if hes crossing a line but everytime hes like 'nahhh shes just cool like that'

but then one day after teasing you with the idea of him getting a girlfriend, he's just shocked as he grips the couch cushions for dear life, his head thrown back as he tries not to make too much noise as you literally try to suck the soul of him

"toj, you're s' stupid if you think 'm sharing you."

"cmonnn, you always call me your best girl, you gonna call someone else that?"

ARGHH idk i just want to make toji unable to speak and realize he doesnt want anyone else but his bestfriend (girlfriend after he gets his braincells back) who he learns makes him see god whenever she sucks him off 🤍

OHMYGOD THE DIALOUGE CAN YOU PLEASEEEEEEE

i loveeeee best friend tropes, this would hit so GOOD ???? AND WOTH TOJI TOJI ???? “you gonna call someone else that?” what if i died

mermaid! scaramouche splashing water in your face with his tail, causing you to become soaked. he would laugh and wave you off, though not before peering through his half-lidded eyes to see your expression. he’s been the most interesting mer-person by far.

he says he doesn’t like to sing but does it so well. he hates eating fish but knows a lot about which one is better for grilling. he says human treasure is worthless, yet he always finds himself being drawn to inazuman clothes and accessories washed ashore. he says he doesn’t get sunburnt but demands that you set up an umbrella for him.

truly the most annoying of his kind, but he owns it.

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THE UMBRELLA PART IS KILLING MEEE HE'S SO SPOILED 😭

The most high maintenance and tedious mermaid to work with honestly. You don't know why you keep coming back, just to practically be in his servitude. He expects you to cook every fish he brings you for him to eat, and it has to be seasoned and grilled perfectly, otherwise he'll complain for ages and claim that you're trying to poison him (He still eats it all tho). You're too enamored by him to leave, your curiosity always bringing you back to his shore. He's always cranky though if you've been away for a long time.

He's the type to throw fish or crabs at passersby to keep them away from your meeting spot. Sometimes, he spits a stream of water at children and swims away just as they bring their parents, pointing at the water to say that they saw a person, just for their parents to drag them away and tell them to stop making up stories while he's happily giggling underwater.

When you're bored, you make sandcastles together, and he's always the ruler of whatever kingdom you make. He pretends that all the sand dwellers/critters are his subjects and sometimes (tries) to hold public executions for any he deemed defy them (they were running away) just for you to stop him before he chops a poor crab and ask you to cook it.

And as much as he doesn't care for treasures as he claims, he still goes digging around the ocean floor, excavating treasures from the ocean and from lost human possessions to lazily gift them to you, claiming he found them laying around and thought you'd appreciate the 'junk' or whatever humans called it. He loved seeing your face light up at the things he brings, but he'll never admit it.

He doesn't usually engage in your conversation about your day, but you find that he tokens every little like and dislike you happen to mention and keeps it in the back of his mind for later, sometimes using it to pick out better gifts. He plays coy (lol) whenever you ask him about it though!

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Hello lovely!! Could you write something about John Wick with a really girly/hyperfeminine reader? I think he would love someone who’s just a total softy and a ray of sunshine. The type to always have flowers around, read fluffy romance books, and has a 10 step skincare routine. I think john would totally spoil her too 🤭🤭 maybe there’s a little bit of an age gap and she loves to tease him about being an old man 😅 idk I just want this man to have a sweet little starburst of a person to treat him right ❤️❤️ illysm 🥰😘

Thank you for the prompt!!! I hope it's to your liking, and I'm sorry it took so long 🫣🌺

》 Pairing: John Wick x Fem!Reader

John is skilled in many things, most being steering clear of big crowds and handling insanely dangerous weapons, but trying to handle two mugs of hot coffee while shooing the pup away is becoming... a task. He climbs the stairs and makes it to your shared room. The door is open slightly, and he catches you sitting in front of your vanity. Small vials, dried florals, makeup palettes littered all over. He doesn't know what half of it is, but he knows it smells like vanilla and lavender. It smells like you. Your eyes catch his, and he smiles as you bubble over with giggles, "Hey, you. Let me help." John nods and leans down to kiss the tip of your nose. "Watch me put on my makeup?" He smiles and says, "Of course."

He watches as you mingle with his acquaintances, your laugh infectious and distinctive. He notices how the younger men look you over and a small spark of jealousy gnaws at him, but he knows it's ridiculous. "Are you alright?" John is startled by your voice and nods quickly, "I'm alright, yeah." You know he isn't, so you grab his hand and lead him outside for some fresh air. "What's wrong?" You ask and watch him look at his hands, avoiding your eyes. You don't push. Rather, let the sound of the wind and low voices of people passing by fill the air until he speaks up. "Are you sure you're okay with me?" He asks, and the question confuses you, "I'm- I- look at these grays." John is taken back when you laugh out loud, uncontrollably. "John," you start, bringing your hands to his face, "your grays don't bother me one bit. I love you, silly." You reach up to peck his nose. He shakes his head and pulls you in for a languid kiss. "Now let's get back so I can show you off." You watch his back straighten, and he follows you inside.

You wake up the next morning to the smell of breakfast. It makes your stomach grumble embarrassingly loud. You find yourself out of bed, rinsed, and ready to head downstairs. "Good morning, pretty girl." John's voice is raspy and still full of sleep. He sets your food in front of you and watches as you take the first bite. "I have something for you." He reaches into his jacket pocket, draped over a kitchen chair, and places a small rectangular box on the counter. Your eyes light up, excited. "What's the special occasion?" He cocks his head to the side, "Since when do I need an occasion to spoil you with gifts?" You don't argue with that and open the box. A beautiful gold anklet with charms is settled into the velvet interior. "John, oh my goodness.." He smiles wide, delighted to see that you like it so much. "Let me." He takes it and kneels down in front of you, propping your foot on his knee to clasp the anklet on. "It fits perfectly, thank you!" You feel flushed when he kisses your foot. "So beautiful." He rises and kisses your lips, leaving you in a daze. "John, you really spoil me." "Not enough." He says and kisses you again.

A full day of shopping usually consists of John watching you pick out pretty things and ask him if he likes it for the bathroom, bedroom, on your body etc. It makes his heart swell. Bags full of fresh new linen and candles, both of your favorite snacks and foods are littered in the trunk of the car by early evening. After settling down, John coming down to the living room, he sees you sitting on the couch. Your legs are tucked up under you with a blanket draped over your shoulders and a mug of something warm in your hands; the steam obviously tickling your nose as you bring it up to your face to take a sip. "May I join you?" You nod and make room. The volume of the television is set low and it starts to lull John to sleep, but before his eyes completely close, he looks over at you. Your eyes set on the rom-com and your hand intertwined with his. "You okay?" You ask him, placing a soft kiss on his forehead. John sighs and closes his eyes, "Yes. Perfectly okay here with you."

hongjoong in this fit changed my state of matter.

Ma'am i just woke up. Oh my god 😫😫 this man is so perfect i swear ahhh.

STOP IMAGINE DAD CHRIS GETTING SO MAD ABOUT THE FACT THAT SOME KID IN HIS MIXED DAUGHTERS KINDERGARTEN CLASS SAYS HER HAIR LOOKED UGLY

Chris: Listen baby, i don’t give a single fuck what Hunter has to say about your hair. you are the most beautiful girl i have ever layer my eyes on. Who the fuck names their kid hunter anyway.

Nick: Chris you can’t use those words around a literal toddler.

Chris: Some little bitch made my daughter cry, i’ll say whatever the fuck i want to say.

DSHUJFDS ILL CRY RN

bc i've experienced this omg I want this for chris more then anything he'll be an amazing dad :((

Nick: ur so insane but shes adorable

Chris covers her ears

Chris: fuck yeah I am this is my baby nobody makes fun of her, now whose the parents of this little fucker

do you support self ship?

On this profile we support self ship as hell! be happy guys draw your ocs and make long lores about them, be creative.

Just have fun, no one cares if you ship a certain character or change some of their characteristics to suit your narrative.

Be happy without fear of what people will think.

i just wanna say thank you for spreading the black girl appreciation across the fandom 🫶🏾 i’ve seen sm fucked up things about black girls in this fandom which is literally causing me to go through yet another “i wanna be white phase” and honestly, im tried of it LMAOOO so thank you, thank you, thank youuu cs it really does make me feel better even if it’s fiction 🥲

you're the sweetest ever angel, i'm so glad i can make you feel better ! unfortunately i've witnessed the racism towards us as well BUT I AIN'T EVER GON STOP REPPING US ! we black & proud around here🤎

Sometimes I feel bad for Mike. He looked like a kicked puppy when Will didn't laugh at his sock joke in Rink o mania. This just leads into my theory that its not the first nor will it be the last time Mike does dumb things just to get his lights attention. Oh- Did I say light? I meant his Will.

lmfao mike was actually so hurt when will didn’t laugh at his stupid sock joke that it bothered him up to their fight!

“you were rolling your eyes, you were moping - you basically sabotaged the whole day!”

yes, mike. your girlfriend getting severely bullied didn’t ruin the whole day, your best friend not talking to you did

thought I should share this picture in case you never saw it...🤭💋

are you shitting me. I love you. screaming and crying — I need him so bad

ugh you're right pookie, i should. *le sigh* welp i geuss i now have to dedicate hours to pretty colours, fonts and shapes that nobody gives shit about. ooh woe is me [saracasm intended, very excited]

IN THE MEAN TIME, heres a sneak peak to a graphic i made for something i'm writing.

omg it looks so fun! can’t wait to read it, please be sure to tag me when you post it. 😌🙏🏼

I don’t like sad Quinn post game interviews 🥺

No, literally look at this sweet boy. My heart is absolutely broken for him and I wanna cry actual tears. And the fact that he got a penalty on top of the rough game last night? Absolutely devastating. That was NOT what he needed.

Throwing this in your inbox because I have a VISION!

okay okay.. hear me out..

Nanami as a father, and the baby has been keeping you both so busy, so when you finally get free time he is NEEDY. Practically fucking the bed while eating you out, praising you on how good you taste, fucking whimpering when he finally sinks into your warm cunt. He is pussy drunk, holding onto you for dear life as he fucks into you like there's no tomorrow.

Anyways hi, I hope you're doing well!!

- xen

GOOD MORNING 😋

i totally see the vision, both of you've been so busy that u never really have alone time :,( once you do though, you’re right you’d be so needy, practically whining for nanami to give you some attention. he’d probably play dumb and be like “don’t i always give my wife attention?” and then he slowly starts to get what you want, watching you tug in his business shirt. he’d tease you at how handsy you were, not able to keep your hands to yourself and he leans in to finally kiss you. he’d smile to himself—your sloppy hungry kisses amusing him before his hands slowly caress every inch of your body. each moan that left from your lips sounded like a mere harmony.

you ask nanami to eat you out and he does happily, and he’d be such a sloppy eater 😵‍💫😵‍💫. nose brushing against your clit and makes you hold his hand / squeeze it while you’re about to give him another orgasm for the night. he loves talking you through it the entire time, calling you his good girl and never forgetting to occasionally point out how messy his pretty little wife is for him

i have come to return the favour of brainrots.

lyney loves helping you get ready whenever you’re going out. you want your hair done? no problem, he knows exactly what’ll suit you. not sure what to wear? well, he’ll tell you which colours go well with your skin palette and which outlines complement your body shape. want to paint your nails? he’s already laid out all the colours in front of you (and will definitely kiss your knuckles once he’s finished.) you wear makeup? let him do your eyeliner; he’s got you covered, and can probably do it better than you could yourself. (he will, however, take the opportunity to paint a little heart on your cheek if you’re not careful. ‘see?’ he’ll grin, pointing at the teardrop on his own cheek. ‘now we match.’)

he also loves dancing with you—like, i’m imagining a typical ballroom (but maybe a bit more steampunky), and he pulls your favourite flower from what looks like thin air, lowers into a bow, holds the flower out to you, and presses his lips to the back of your hand when you take it, eyes glimmering as he asks, ‘would you care to indulge me with a dance, [monsieur/ mademoiselle/ a gender neutral equivalent]?’

and he’s such a gentleman while you’re dancing, too; one hand hovering on your hips, the other holding yours, and he definitely twirls you around, no question about it. he probably also does that thing where he catches you and you stare at each other for a long, romantic-tension-you-could-cut-with-a-knife moment before he pulls you back up.

his favourite place to kiss you is probably your knuckles—you always get adorably flustered when he just barely skims his lips over the back of your hand, and he wouldn’t give up that expression for the world—closely followed by the tip of your nose and your lips and your forehead and— (you get the idea…)

also, going back to when you’re in the crowd during his performances, him trying to find you in the audience becomes a game over time: you’ll try and make yourself as inconspicuous as possible, and he’ll look for you as he’s performing. he’s never not managed to spot you before, and each time he does and you make eye contact, he winks at you and blows you a kiss.

i feel like there’s also a chance he might actually propose to you onstage at the end of a performance if he was sure you’d be comfortable with it: like, everyone’s about to take their bows, and he suddenly asks for a ‘surprise volunteering act’—of course, you get picked (what are the chances?), and once you’re on stage, he announces, ‘now, my dearest volunteer, i only need your hand for this magic trick. nothing more, nothing less.’

you raise an eyebrow, unsure what he’s planning—this ‘surprise act’ was certainly not on the lineup he described to you—and to your (and everyone else in the audience’s astonishment), he gets down on one knee, takes off his hat, and pulls a little box from it. the whole theatre is silent: you could hear a pin drop as he clears his throat and says, ‘if you’d be so kind as to humour me… may i ask for your hand in marriage?’ safe to say, that was a day nobody who was there ever forgot…

(of course, if he thinks you might be uncomfortable with such a public proposal, he’ll stick with something more private.)

this… got longer than i intended it to be, but… enjoy?

WE WILL SINGLEHANDEDLY FEED THE LYNEY LOVERS !!

I. Don't. Care. What. ANYONE. Says. Lyney frequently kissing your hands is canon. Back, Knuckles, Wrist, Ring, ANYWHERE he can put his lips on. And he always smiles into it too.

Since he's part of the performance industry, it's common knowledge for him to know how to do hair and makeup. So if you ever struggle to do those things, he'll learn how to style and take care of your hair no matter the texture, type, or length. It might be trial and error but you both have fun bonding together, especially when he tries doing your makeup.

Archons forbid he ever puts lip gloss or something on your lips (it's gonna end up on his regardless, he has no self control when he's already inches away from kissing you). He makes a mess and has to redo it again, but that's after the mini make out session, he doesn't mind at all though... he might try to kiss you again. NEVER let them know your next move. 😭

(poor Freminet had walked in on you guys accidentally and wanted the ocean to swallow him whole- immediately reverses out of there and had trouble looking the two of you in the eyes right after.)

LOVES LOVES LOVES dancing with you, even if you can't dance or have difficulty doing so. He'll hold/carry you if he has to and just sway and spin you around. He doesn't mind if you trip up or stumble over his feet. He'll correct it, his hands guiding your hips, whispering instructions and praises as his words brush and fan across your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

He spins you like a princess, and if he's bold enough, he might throw you in the air and catch you (much to your frightened squeals and dismay). Whether you're in the spotlight or dancing in the dark, swaying in the rain, or practicing in a ballroom, his eyes are forever locked on yours. And don't expect him to dip you and NOT leave a kiss (unless he feels like teasing you). It's truly a crime to him if he doesn't at this opportune moment.

Dancing with him feels like a fairytale.

ALSO THE PROPOSAL JAHSKSASJDJSK

Live, Laugh, Lyney ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Post some bikini pics? Let’s see how cute

these were from last summer!! i love them sm!!

i’m gonna buy new cute ones for this summerrrr 🎀

maybe its just me but i dont see what she sees in him but im happy for her lowkey dying tho

its not just you bae its also the karina stans on twt ☝️(not me tho i'm striving)