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mykoreanlove · 5 months

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if you do smut, can you please do a dom taemin story? i don't really care what the plot is, i just rarely ever see dom taem on here. if not, then a cute fluff would be alright too, i just want some taemin things~ thank you!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

You paced through your apartment, annoyed because you still haven’t figured out what to wear tonight.

It was almost eight and Taemin would be here any minute.

You grabbed a floral dress and held it in front of you as you gazed at your reflection in the mirror.

Do I want to look cute?

You shook your head and grabbed the next piece of clothing - a leather jumpsuit that even catwoman would be jealous of.

Do I want to look sexy?

You put down the clothes and sighed. You didn’t date for too long and you wanted to take it slow - you knew you had to - but Taemin made it so hard for you.

One look at his face and you were ready to jump his bones. You visited him in the studio once and had to get yourself off in the company toilet right after. He was melting your insides, he was toying with you without even realizing.

You had no idea if he felt the same for you - after all he was always acting funny and cute so you stuck to your decision: you had to take it slow.

The bell rang shortly after. You opened the door and looked into Taemin‘s shiny eyes, already melting.

„Hey y/n“, he looked you up and down, fighting his smirk. „Nice dress.“

The two of you talked for a while. Sat on your couch you flirted, laughed and shared some secrets but you still kept some distance to him.

„How do you like my shirt?“, he asked out of the blue.

His shirt? It was white with blue stripes at the sleeves. There was a red monster printed on it with some letters above.

„Hurt lover?“, you mumbled confused.

Taemin nodded and moved closer to you. He looked at you with longing, with a desire for more.

„You‘re keeping me at a distance love. I’m a hurt lover because of you.“

As the realization had hit you, you climbed on his lap and sat on him, attacking him with endless kisses.

God, finally.

You masturbated so many times to this imaginary scenario - but now it was real.

He was sitting underneath you, hard as a rock. His lips, plush and soft, on yours while his tongue was gliding softly in your mouth. You felt hot. Heat rose all through your body.

Can butterflies survive in such heat? Because you were feeling far from innocent now.

You started grinding your hips while pulling on his long, dark hair. Taemin moaned into your mouth, not breaking the kiss once. His hands discovered your body, caressing your backside firmly.

After minutes he broke the kiss and let his head fall back. Veins popped out on his neck. Only now did you realize how fast his heart was beating.

„Y/N“, he huffed out, „I am dizzy.“

You shot up alarmed, taking his head into your hands. Taemin placed his big hands on yours and smiled: „We‘ve only kissed so far and I’m already on the verge of passing out. What are you doing to me?“

Relief cursed through you - he was okay. In fact, he was more than okay and that made the butterflies in your stomach go wild again.

„I’m sorry“, you mumbled.

Confusion was plastered on his face. „What are you sorry for?“

You fumbled with his shirt.

„It’s just… I find it so hard to hold myself back when I’m around you.“

You looked down, this was embarrassing.

„Then don’t.“

You looked up at him.

„I know I seem all cutesy and stuff but I’m way more than that, y/n. I don’t want to be your friend after all. I want to be yours.“

He looked at you with big eyes, vulnerability shining through them. You wondered how he would look at you doing other stuff.

„Can I touch you?“

You gasped.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

You nodded.

Taemin kissed you again while his hands wandered over your body. He stopped at your boobs and squeezed them. Even though you were wearing clothes you could have sworn your skin was burning from his touch.

He continued exploring and stopped again, squeezing your booty now. He groaned into your mouth.

Oh god, I’m not going to survive this.

You felt your pussy clench, you needed him so bad.

His hands kept wandering, going right under the hem of your dress. He felt the heat that was radiating off you, approaching your core slowly.

You felt his index finger gliding over your thong.

Taemin‘s lips left yours. He was resting in the crook of your neck, restraining himself now.

„Can I?“

You nodded.

„Use me. Please.“

He didn’t hesitate and slid your thong to the side. You heard him suck in his breath as he collected all of your wetness. His index finger circled around your pulsating clit.

You were desperate for him. Every touch of his set you on fire. You needed more.

He knew exactly what you were thinking and proceeded to use his index finger on your entrance now. Slowly, he pushed it in and out of you. This felt good but you needed more.

„Taemin.“

He looked at you, curiosity and bewilderment in his gaze.

„Need more.“

He smirked at you while adding another finger. This was it - your head fell back as you surrendered to this moment.

Taemin watched you closely. Your boobs bouncing from breathing heavily, your eyes shut from pleasure and your whole body turning towards him, waiting to be devoured.

You felt him curve his fingers inside you and hit the right spot, quicker and more forceful each time.

Moans were escaping your lips. You had no idea he watched you this intensely, as you were too far gone.

The fire in you was taking over. You felt the heat in your core, it was washing all over you.

Taemin‘s other hand stabilized your back as you forcefully came all over him.

Fuck taking things slow.

He pulled you to him, both of your foreheads resting against each other. Your breathing normalized again, but you were too spent to talk. Taemin‘s hand came up between the two of you, his fingers glistening from your juices.

His eyes lit up even more. Seeing you like that was such a turn on but actually making you melt on his fingers? Heavenly.

He brushed your lips with his fingers, smearing all of you on your lips.

„Taste“, he commanded.

You watched him obediently as you licked your lips.

„Like it?“

You nodded, a bit ashamed but also turned on by that.

„That‘s what you get for not holding back, love.“

Hope u liked it. 💕

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spcewild · 5 months

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Would you write about leons girlfriend pranking him? There's these tik toks of women pranking their boyfriends that they shed skin during their period, and the boyfriends reaction are extremely funny, and the woman uses some product to give that fake skin peeling action?

It's a funny prank

Hi anon:))

I love watching those tiktoks sm 😭😭

So absolutely I'll write that for u!<3

I hope you enjoy it!

A tiktok trend

(Leon kennedy x fem! Reader)

Warnings: none (just topics of [fake!] Shedding)

Your eyes glued to your phone in a grin.

You had been watching this trend on tiktok where women prank their boyfriends by saying 'they're having their monthly shed' and peel what looks like their own skin, leaving their boyfriends stunned or disgusted.

You immediately felt the urge to pull this prank on your boyfriend, Leon Kenendy. You grabbed the product needed to put on your face, using your fingers to kneed the product into your skin. (I don't actually know what they use? It could be a mask, but I'm just going with a lotion thing..)

You make sure when it's dried, that your boyfriend is close by. You stand in your bathroom, looking into the mirror as you let out a loud "ouch!".

It didn't take long to hear the door open and Leon's head pop in.

"Are you ok, baby?"

"Yeah.. just doing my monthly shed."

His head immediately snapped back to you as he was about to leave, his eyes wide in confusion.

"You're...what??"

"My monthly shed."

You replied, seeming to be in a very focused state as you dug your fingers under the product the stuck to your skin, slowly starting to peel it. You tried to sneak a glance at your boyfriend from the mirror as you caught a glance at his complete shocked look on his face. Making you let out a laugh as he stayed stuck in his spot beside you.

"No way..W- Women do that?! Monthly??"

Your poor boyfriend asked in disbelief, which was extremely evident on his face.

"Of course silly! You didn't know that?"

"No??!"

He shouted, like it was the most absurd thing he's ever heard. (Which it might be)

This was what caused you to burst out laughing, making his face drop in even more confusion.

"You're messing with me..."

He said, seemingly putting the pieces together in his head with a displeased frown, yet when you teased him about it , it only grew into a downturned smile

"Don't be so mad, Leon."

You spoke, dragging out his name as you watched him pout. Your arms move to wrap around his neck loosely as you press feather light kisses to his cheek.

"You're unbelievable sometimes, y'know?"

"You love me."

"Yeah, I do"

Authors note: I had this in my drafts for a bit but I finally finished it lol <3

I hope you all like this one!

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heartririmu · 10 months

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DOPPIO X NIJI STREAMER S/O

fluff headcanons! | tw: none :) enjoy

— okay so your relationship has to be kept very very hush-hush, yes?

— this means no one on one collabs, though if they do happen they are very rare (like for special occasions or anniversaries or something)

— doppio is… unique, to say the least. he’s very flamboyant and dramatic, but around you it amps up like 10000%

— he! just! loves you!!! he is so HAPPY that you two are together even if you have to be secretive about it!!

— there are moments where he slips up, such as during his doppio after dark streams. he’ll be going on and on about how kind and funny you are, how wonderful and genuinely gorgeous you are, how grateful he is that you two get along so well..

— ^ he’s a lot more relaxed and kind of forgets he’s live to thousands of people sometimes, so you have to keep him in check by either reminding him he’s live via DM or just going into chat and saying “YOU’RE STREAMING!”

— surprisingly it’s more difficult to keep doppio from revealing your relationship during group collabs than it is when he’s streaming by himself.. he flirts endlessly with you, always tries to earn your praise, and just acts really really extra lmao

— “hey hey, did you see that? did you? i totally got luca just now! i’m the smartest, the most talented, the most perfect boy in EN— right? riiighhhhttt?”

— everyone sort of just assumes you’re best friends, though some fans may speculate and even assume that you don’t like doppi because you two rarely if ever collaborate together! that’s not true of course, but they wouldn’t know

— outside of streaming, you’re a lot more soft with doppi, such as in private vcs and in DM. you try to keep professional in the nijisanji server just in case :)

— also, a good portion of niji en knows you two are together. ike was quite possibly the first to figure it out, honestly.. you sent pictures of you and doppio hanging out during a meet up to him and he just knew??? nothing gets past the novelist i guess

— genuinely doppio is so affectionate and sweet with you he may have to get reprimanded by management bc he is horrible at being discreet 😭

— baby loves you and he doesn’t wanna hide it!! but he also likes his job and he doesn’t want you to lose yours either! so!!! PAIN!!!!

— the rare times where you flirt back during streams actually kill him, he ends up jokingly swooning VERY loudly and may even dramatically fall out of his desk chair just for the bit lmao

— speaking of flirting, doppio 100% plays up his flirting with other streamers specifically because he knows you’ll be watching. it’s not to make you jealous though, because he knows better than that! it’s simply just to make you laugh <3

— taking a page out of the ex ID senpai’s books, doppio 100% spontaneously climbed in through your window one day simply because you mentioned him when streaming ONE TIME

— it’s shocking but also very hilarious to the fans, you were in panic mode for all of five minutes before you saw doppio peeking in through your window with a basket of snacks and a wide, happy smile

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astralnino · 9 months

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Rivals to Lovers - Ken X Reader [PT 1]

it takes place in Barbieland, has some overlapping events but doesn't exactly sync w/ the movie. In this AU, Kens have houses too (I won't do them dirty 😤)

Also for your reading convenience, I'll be calling Ken#2 (Simu Liu's Ken) Kenneth, and Ryan's Ken#1 will stay Ken. enjoy, loves! 💗

feisty ken x sensitive reader / tw: kissing also PART 2 IS OUT!

1.13k Words <3

It's another beautiful, perfect day in Barbieland. You wake up early in the morning, feeling rejuvenated and excited, for you were finally making the big move to your bestie Kenneth's neighborhood! You're basically trembling with excitement as they load the last of your pink boxes into the pink truck which is ready to leave the pink gates of Rosedale, your previous neighborhood. You get in the front seat of your pink Jeep Gladiator and wave to your friends as you drive off into the sunset, into Barbieville!

You look in awe at the promenade, bustling with so many Barbies, and they all look at you with wide eyes. It was the first time many of them were setting their eyes on a Limited Edition Barbie. The 'Y/n L/n Limited Edition Classy Barbie', was released based on a design made by the daughter of the CEO of Mattel.

You were basically a celebrity in Barbieland, and you were pretty good at handling all the attention, good and bad, which came along with it. You park your truck behind the pink truck, out of which a few Helper Barbies are taking your furniture and items and moving them into your new dreamhouse. You walk out of your Jeep to be swarmed by a whole lot of Barbies, all of them saying Hi and asking for autographs. You couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed, but you take a few deep breaths and wave to all of them, and start signing a few arms, Jerseys and a couple of Beach Shorts. Nothing out of the ordinary.

As you're signing the various articles, out of the corner of your eye, you notice a small commotion, two Kens and a few Barbies. You roll your eyes, brushing it off, until you realize that one of those Kens was - your bestfriend and crush Kenneth. As soon as it hits you, you apologetically hand over a half signed cap to the Ken it belonged to and promised everyone autographs at the 'Welcome to the New Neighbourhood Party' Kenneth was hosting for you, before sprinting towards the sandy beach.

Infront of you, you see Kenneth and another Ken squaring up. Your gaze lingers upon the other Ken, who looks pretty... agitated. Pretty agitated. He had the average blonde hair, a perfect jawline and brown, kind of dreamy eyes which currently looked dark and stormy- Your train of thought was interrupted by Kenneth who was getting a bit too aggressive. He looked cute, as always, but you quickly step in along with a blonde Barbie wearing a Pink checked dress, acting as a barricade between the two disconcerted dolls. The Stereotypical Barbie appears to brush her hand against Kenneth's thigh, but you're sure it was an accident so you let it be.

As soon as he recognizes you, he looks startled. "Y/n- You're here- it's been so long since I've seen you..". You run forward and hug him, and he awkwardly pats your back. Again, you notice the blonde Barbie stare at you two, with a glint of jealousy in her eyes.. but it was cleverly masked with a forced but pretty smile.

"Hey Kennethh, how've you been?" You exclaim although you two spoke over call just last night, a little blush creeping up your cheeks. Just as he's about to answer, Ken rolls his eyes and clears his throat, a mellow but burning rage still in his eyes, effectively ruining your moment.

"What's your problem man.." you mutter under your breath, but the Blondie hears you. "What's my problem you ask? Your tall and han- Your boyfriend is annoying me for no good reason, ask him to back off now." he replies, looking somewhat flustered. Taking a few steps forward, you stand close to him.. very close. You look up at him, and he looks down back at you, his face turning a light shade of pink.

You look straight into his eyes and asks him "What if I don't?" You feel his quick, warm breaths on your supple skin.

He eyes you up and down, thinking for a moment, then he pushes you to the floor, effectively creating a situation where you're under him. You feel your cheeks warming up, and you see him smirk. "Try standing up for your boyfriend now, why don't you?"

Your eyes lock for a second, and you feel something... something new, something intense, but you realise that you're out in the open- OH GOD, what will people think!? You quickly avert your eyes, and again, you notice Kenneth with Barbie.. only this time they appear to be bickering, but slowly move closer.. and closer. You don't get enough time to process this, because Ken is getting off of you and storming towards them both, fists clenched tightly and feet stomping, spewing sand all over you and a few picnic blankets on the sandy floor.

Just as he's about to do something, you see Kenneth push him over to the side, tugging on your hand, and the other Barbie quietly apologises, looking deeply into Kenneth's eyes with an almost lovestruck look and drags the other Ken away. What the hell was going on?

"Who does that asshole think he is?!" You shake your head and start complaining, walking off in the other direction with Kenneth, who starts giving you a tour of his neighbourhood. Even though you know most of the places here, you smile, masking your sadness and longing, and walk with him, feeling happy to be bantering with your favourite person.

After he gave you a detailed tour of Barbieville, he left to "prepare for the party" and "attend to urgent matters". You decide to explore on your own and start walking home to get ready for the party, which had already started. You knew this by seeing the heavily lit up, awfully loud house at the end of the street. To make up for lost time, you speed up, accidentally stumblling into a dark figure, who was.. sniffling?

"I'm so sorry, let me help you up-" you reach out for the Ken who was now on the floor, and instead of stretching his arm out, he looks up at you, and you see Aggressive-Beach-Ken with red and puffy eyes. He looked so vulnerable, so upset, so angry- he looked broken.. An emotion you were unfamiliar with, but his eyes spoke a thousand words.

He slowly got up, and looked dead into your eyes. "W-why couldn't you keep a hold on your boyfriend..?" He says the word 'boyfriend' with so much contempt, it sounds like an insult more than a label. "What do you mean? And he isn't my boyfriend... well not yet. I was hoping to confess to him toda-" Ken bursts out laughing, you could almost hear a hint of insanity in his chortle.

All of a sudden, his face goes blank, expressionless. This scares you. He grabs you by the arm and drags you along quickly. You protest and ask him to leave your hand, but he just kept speeding up, and you had to run to keep up. You were nearing the party, and you were pissed of at Ken because your outfit wasn't pretty enough for the party, and well, you didn't have any makeup on. He dragged you through the gates and when you finally stop bickering with him, you look straight at the spotlight. You let out a small gasp.

Kenneth was kissing the Stereotypical Barbie from earlier.

You make eye contact with your crush, and he chuckles and waves. You suddenly feel your eyes getting moist, and then wet. Water pours down from your small, glassy eyes. Kenneth was confused and started walking in your direction, until Stereotypical Barbie pulled him back in, making out again.

"Guess you lost your chance, Barbie."

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A/N: OKAY OKAY, I'M SRY THAT THERE WAS NO MAJOR KENxREADER MOMENTS HERE, BUT HEAR ME OUT- This post would be wayyy too long, and I'd rather not bore y'all with too many petty details.. I'll make it more fast paced and steamy next chapter. THAT'S RIGHT! EDIT: PART 2 IS HERE! AHHH YAY: PART 2 Thanks for reading guys! Leave a comment, follow or reblog, anything motivates me to keep trying ;o; STAY PINK!

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escapism-writer · 11 months

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You - Any!Male x Reader

A/N: I havent uploaded in a while; I apologise for that. This has been chilling in my drafts and i thought why not post it.

Summary: Late night call with your boyfriend.

Warnings: None

You continuously refreshed your phone, debating whether or not to give up for his message or call. Whenever the two of you were countries apart, you’d always make sure to call during the evenings. However, this evening your phone projected nothing but the messages from the previous nights. As you felt your mind drift away from all thoughts, your phone lit up. The formerly silent room was now filled by the ringing. You answered the phone as quickly as possible, in hopes of not wasting a second. Your mind relaxed, all the stress of the day faded as if it truly never mattered. His voice, overflowed with joy, noting down every detail of everything he’d experienced since you last talked. You watched as his eyes sparkle as his stories flowed into one. Your lips creased into a smile, unsure if he would ever understand how much he meant to you.

“What is it?”

He held himself back from his descriptions once he noticed your expression. Your smiled spread into a laughter, becoming contagious across the speakers of the phone. His laughter naturally flowing with yours, the two of you were always meant for each other, no matter what.

“It’s nothing at all”

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stardustincarnate · 9 months

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I'm Scared, Hold Me // Yoosung Kim x Reader

FEMALE READER.

SUMMARY: Watching a horror movie sounded like the perfect excuse for cuddling.

WORD COUNT: 1628 words.

GENRE: Fluff.

WARNING: Cringe nicknames. Because people in love do and say cringe stuffs. Also, possible grammatical and typographical errors ahead.

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A/N: It has been a year or two since I wrote this... ig its about time I post it. I had some obsession with Yoosung back then, hehe.

Yoosung couldn't think straight. He was nervous. He was of course very excited too, even though it wasn't the first time seeing you—but it was his first time watching a movie with you. Unsurprisingly, people like him would feel nervous due to overthinking what's going to happen between you two during the movie. Especially if it were romance... But apparently that wasn't the case. Though he badly wished it was.

You two were going to watch a horror movie. It's not like he had a choice, anyway. When you told him you preferred watching scary movies he felt something drop to his gut. Horror movies?! But.. but how could he get a chance to slip his hands through yours and lock eyes with you during the most romantic part of the movie so that you two could actually do what the protagonists were doing and—oh boy. He didn't want to disappoint you so he just acquiesced.

He was quick to open the door after you had knocked. Flustered with you jumping into his arms, he sort of malfunctioned before he returned the hug. Not too tightly as he didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable.

"I brought extra snacks for us!"

"O-Oh! But Seven already spared us a few Honey Buddha Chips and I've got some more popcorn and my mom also cooked for us.."

"Yoosung, you're forgetting one thing!"

"Oh—right!! Pizza..! How could I?!"

"Not to worry! Your knight in shining armor slash princess has brought two boxes of pizza for her baby!"

"Baby?"

"Are you not letting me come in?"

"Of course not [Y/N]! I mean—come on in!" Yoosung chuckled, nervousness evident on his tone.

Eventually the movie commenced. Initially you two were sitting with a decent space between you in the sofa but somehow before the opening credits had ended, Yoosung had found his way right beside you. And when you rested your head on his shoulder and placed your palm on his chest, he swore he had never been as red as during that day.

It was so romantic, thought he, if you were to minus the horrors currently unfolding on the monitor.

With a heap of other snacks in front of you which Yoosung had apparently forgotten existed as he was busy trying not to freak out during the first few minutes and break his manly side in front of you, you stared intently at the screen while finishing half the box of pizza.

"Oh no! Don't believe him he's just pranking you! And unknowingly putting you in danger!! Don't go in ther—oh no don't be so stupid!"

Yoosung peeled his eyes from the monitor and looked at you, a tad shocked to see you looking at him with a certain smile on your face. He was torn between thinking of it as cute or suspicious...

You giggled. "You know, the main character reminds me a lot of you."

"Eh?! But I'm not that gullible. Am I?"

"Oh, sure, chocolate milk." Yoosung shunned your gaze with his face beet red. "My cutie Yoosung." You continued, poking his cheek. He rubbed his nape and pouted, reluctantly admitting, "I guess I do find myself stumbling on pranks most of the time.. but at least now I know better not to go into an abandoned wing in case Seven tells me another one of his nonsense!"

The moment the protagonist entered the abandoned wing of the building, the door shut behind him with a loud thud. At the same time you two heard the creaking of the door.

And it wasn't part of the movie.

"Who's there?!" Yoosung squeaked and wrapped his arms around you—maybe a little too tightly—and kept on turning his head, albeit too afraid to actually look at the door.

"Yoosung, it's me!"

"Oh, mom..."

"Sorry.. I didn't interrupt anything, did I? I was just wondering if you wanted some drinks."

"Oh.. sure!"

His mother left two more bottles of soda in front of you before leaving. Once you two were alone, Yoosung realized that he didn't stop hugging you. Poor boy panicked and blushed furiously.

"I-I'm sorry [Y/N]! Did I squeeze you too hard? I'm sorry! And it's not like I was scared. Definitely not!! I just wanted to protect you in case there really was a gho—wah!! [Y/N]..!!"

There was a jumpscare. Well—it looked like one to him. Yoosung clung onto you and hid his face on your neck, his hair tickling you which made you giggle and blush furiously. You ruffled his hair and sighed fondly, "Calm down Yoosung. That's just his friend, not the ghost."

"What..?" Very slowly and reluctantly, he looked at the monitor and let out a huge sigh of relief. And just seconds later he was a fumbling mess of blushes and apologies again. "[Y/N] I'm so so sorry! Ahh.. nooo.. That wasn't very manly of me, was it? I promise to do better! It won't happen again!"

Oh, this adorable boy you so deeply loved. Sure. You grinned. But you both knew well that it was a lie, for everytime there was a scene that his brain had identified a 'jumpscare' his body would automatically attach itself into yours and he'd cover his face with his hands. Other than the crunchy munching of those Honey Buddha Chips and the sound from the movie, his squeaks filled the room.

You were having a hard time controlling your laughter. You didn't want to tease him.. Oh, poor boy! You almost took pity on your boyfriend. But to see him like that—in a state you perceived as absolutely adorable, with his hands resting on your shoulder and unintentionally squeezing them while he tried to cower behind you—really, would anyone want that moment to end? Reckon he would just have to forgive you for 'torturing' him by making him watch something that scared him to the bones. And, of course, he would forgive you for this.

Anything for you.

Although you were the one who suggested to watch a horror movie in the first place, you couldn't say that some parts didn't scare you. As it got closer to the climax, you started fidgeting your fingers, which Yoosung soon took notice. Yoosung looked at you, and a tad hesitant, he wrapped his arms around you. The tension ebbed from your body as you allowed yourself to succumb in his warm embrace. It was tentative, his hold, at first. But as moments passed and more horrors frightened the both of you, his touch eventually gave in and turned into something tight, sure, and something that felt like home, right where you belonged.

He wasn't even watching anymore. It had become a turmoil there and your occasional squeaks told him that the scene unfolding wasn't something he'd relish to see. And without heed you placed your hand above his, rubbing gently on that soft skin which caught his attention. He returned the favor and grabbed the opportunity to bring your hand underneath his—that way he could share more of his warmth with you, and that way which also allowed him to weave his fingers through yours, causing an eruption of red on both your cheeks.

"Are you okay [Y/N]?" He whispered. You looked at him—his eyes, his lips—then back to his eyes.

"I'm scared, hold me."

Yoosung was more than happy to oblige. He'd become rather bold by then. You closed your eyes as butterflies manifested themselves inside your stomach from the way he brought you sitting on his lap, his arms around your waist and his chin on your shoulder. His fingers found their way to gently comb your hair and bring them forth over your right shoulder, exposing your nape. He thought of doing it—hesitating over and over again until he gathered enough courage which spilled all over his chest, and then he was peppering your nape with the gentlest of pecks, his lips carefully grazing over your then shivering skin, the touch nothing but a lick of the wind, a flicker. The butterflies multiplied, and the heat burned your cheeks, your nape, and your ears.

The pleasant sensation contrasted starkly with the gore afoot on the screen, the turmoils unfolding in the movie. But they were paid with no heed, and in fact had been reduced into but little to no sounds by the remote which Yoosung had taken a hold of with one hand, while the other remained wrapped around your stomach, the warmth of his palm permeating your skin as he made circles with it in a careful, loving manner.

Horror movie long forgotten, you two settled on ensconcing yourselves on one another, laying on the couch, limbs interweaving, fingers interlaced.

Four words, and they were all it took for what he had been surreptitiously dreaming of and what he thought was only possible if you two had settled prior with a romance movie, to happen.

Four words, and a horror movie, and suddenly the idea of the latter wasn't so terrible anymore. Yoosung could live with that, as long as more opportunities of moments like this could present themselves before him.

Moments of you laying on his chest, delightfully humming and tracing patterns on his skin—patterns you could only see. The silence was cozy, brimming with affection. The pizza was only remembered when it was already tepid, and it took longer than it would've had been consumed if you two weren't so entangled with each other, laughing, giggling, and smiling at the sheer fact that you were placed in an intimate, comfortable position.

Yoosung smiled to himself, wishing that perhaps, even at times you aren't scared, even at the most arbitrary moments, he would get the chance to hold you like this.

Close to his heart.

Closer to his soul.

#kim yoosung #yoosung kim #mystic messenger yoosung #mysme yoosung #yoosung x mc #mystic messenger x reader #mysme x reader #yoosung x reader #kim yoosung x reader #mystic messenger #mystic messenger headcanons #fanfic x reader #x reader #anime x reader #fluff #otome game

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asterias-record-shop · 1 year

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—𓆩[shuffle play]𓆪—

𓆩[main masterlist]𓆪 𓆩[request/ask me something!]𓆪 𓆩[bingo masterlist!]𓆪 𓆩[join the bingo taglist!]𓆪

OMG GUYS GUYS GUYS! I really want to have some fun with some stuff here, and I really want to hear more from you guys! So, let me introduce you something new to my blog (of course inspired by other amazing writers) SHUFFLE PLAY - AKA, Bingo!! For fanfic of course... anyways!

here is the bingo card:

And if you need it, here's twenty-five prompts!

"I've never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly."

"Try to stay quiet, alright darling? We're in public, you can't act up like you do in bed."

A: "You need to behave!" B: "Behave? Baby, you don't like it when I behave."

"I like having you covered in me. Smothered in me, full of me. Want all of you, and you need all of me."

"No, you can't touch me, that's your punishment. You have to sit there and watch."

"Why don't you put that pretty mouth to use for something else, hm?"

"I swear, honey, you look so much better with my cock in your mouth."

"I love you darling, I do, but I fucking love when you get all cock obsessed for me."

"No, no don't do that! I'll be good, I promise!"

"What, does that feel good? Hm? Tell me how good it feels."

"Who said we had to have sex on the bed?"

"Oh my darling girl, I have to mark you -- I need to show everyone who you belong to."

"It's okay to cry, darling, I know it's out of pleasure. Come on, show me how good I make you feel. Cry for me."

"We've been at it for hours, how are you still hard?!"

"I know for a fact you can be a hell of a lot louder than that, darling. Come on, scream for me."

"What? Don't stop on my account, I'm enjoying the show."

"Do you think they heard us?" "Yes. We did."

"Don't you know the hat rule, darling? Take a cowboy's hat, you're in for the ride of your life."

"Don't be gentle. I want it all."

"Please, please- I'll be good, I just need to fuck you."

"You're such a good girl/boy, honey. I think you deserve a treat."

"First one to make a noise loses, and I know how much you hate to lose."

"You know I hate it when you tease me, darling."

"Never knew such a slut would like this so much."

"We're in public, y'know."

EVERYONE I WRITE FOR IS LINKED HERE! DON'T BE SHY TO ASK IF I WRITE FOR A CHARACTER! If requests don’t go well, I will do it on my own, but I really want you guys to interact and have a choice!! Let me know if you have any questions :)

UPDATE (06/14/23) I wanted to make sure that it was clear this will be BLACKOUT bingo! All spaces will be used!!

How to request: Just send in a request starting with: "BINGO: (space name) with (character name) and prompt (#) and a brief overview or description on what you want to happen in the fic! Please remember that fics might take me a while :)

Requests as of 06/09/23 MUST include a please and a thank you!!

Additional characters that I can think of are Ethan Landry, Dave Lizewski and other characters from the fandoms listed in my main masterlist ♡

AGHHHH AS OF JUNE 14TH 2023, WE GOT OUR FIRST BINGO WITH:

'HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS' with Dylan O'Brien 'YANDERE' with Finnick Odair our 'Freespot' 'MOMMY KINK' with Ethan Landry and 'SPOILED RICH READER' with Stiles Stilinski!!!

SECOND BINGO AS OF JUNE 16TH 2023 WITH:

'HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS' with Dylan O'Brien 'OUT OF THEIR LEAGUE' with Ethan Landry 'WEDDING NIGHT' with Andrew Garfield 'SOULMATES' with Finnick Odair and 'SPOILED RICH BOY' with Finnick Odair!!!

All fics are listed in the masterlist!!

THIRD BINGO AS OF JUNE 29TH 2023 WITH:

'FRIENDS TO LOVERS' with TASM! Peter Parker 'SUGAR MOMMY' with Spencer Reid 'HIMBO' with TASM! Peter Parker 'YANDERE' with Finnick Odair and 'FANTASY AU' with Finnick Odair!!!

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Oh, and I think that's it! I hope you enjoy, and please, don't be shy requesting! Please make sure to check reblogs for updates, there's a tab in the notes to see them :)

with love, asteria ♡

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muubug · 8 months

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Because Freedom Is A Privilege.

Es x Prisoner!Reader (GENDER NEUTRAL)

“Don’t expect much from this place. It’s a prison.” The warden’s footsteps flood the dimly lit corridors, a rabbit-like creature following at his side. “You no longer have the right to freedom, you’ll be caged up just like everyone else.” Keys jingle as a creaky metal gate opens, pressure pushes against your back as you feel like you’re falling into nothing, the last thing you see is their face.

That’s all you remember. Well, until the blinding lights awaken you, and there they are, the warden, towering over you as everything starts to make sense.

You’re stuck here now. No matter what you do, you can’t leave.

Es gently holds your face as they rub under your eyes, gently shaking your arm while whispering. Your eyes slowly open as you recognize their face.

“They’re up, be gentle with them or I’ll deal with you myself.”

They stand up, glancing at you before leaving the room, the sound of their footsteps echoing the room before the door slams shut.

“So you’re the new prisoner, huh? I’m Kashiki Yuno, it’s nice to meet you!”

She extends her hand out to you, helping you up as it seems as if everyone’s eyes are on you.

“Thank you, Yuno.”

“Of course! This is Kazui, we’ll be around if you need us!”

The man nods, following behind her as they leave.

You can’t tell how long you’ve been here after a while, days blend together and turn into what feels like months or years. You get along with the other prisoners fairly well, although since the first trial Kotoko’s become violent, Yuno’s become less social, Amane seems to hate Shidou now and Fuuta and Mahiru are more battered and bruised than ever, although somehow Mikoto’s fine but besides them, everyone’s changed, including you.

You don’t remember much from your interrogation, although you remember one specific moment. Es holding your face in their hands exactly like they did when they first found you.

“Freedom is a privilege, angel. Even if you’re a prisoner, I’ll do anything to give you that freedom back.”

#milgram #milgram x reader #reader x milgram #es x reader #warden x reader #fanfiction #fanfic x reader #muubug

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inflatuati0ons · 1 month

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Can you please write NSFW headcanons for Seo Moonjo for a female reader? Reader used to be a tenant in his building, and he became obsessed with her. So he stopped others from killing her and made sure she was unaware of their killings. But when Jongwoo came, they became close friends because they were the only sane people. That made Moonjo jealous.

-> Pairing: Seo Moonjo x Sub!bot female reader

-> Content(Warnings): Can be read as GN, Dubious-consent(?), Attempted-murder, mild Descriptions of violence, Oral fixation(?), stalking, Blood kink, Sadomasicism, Exhibitionism -implied, corruption kink(?), spit as lube, penetration, bondage, Sensory deprivation, Orgasm denial, Overstimulation, Sex under the influence of, free use kink, thigh-fucking, Cum eating, Cum play -implied, 3rd POV.

-> Author's Note: Sorry this took me so long to post. I had alot of fun writing it. Sorry if it isn't exactly what you wanted, I got carried away just a bit...

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• He wanted to shove the limits of your sanity. He does everything in his power to make your life completely miserable, playing with you and your mind before he even considers killing you. Only to fall victim to you and your silly emotions when you become too friendly with Jong Woo instead of him. Watching from a hole in the wall as you spent time with the boy he grew resentful, almost spiteful. Laughing at his jokes, smiling at every little kind act, all the kind, sappy things you can think of. He hated the weak human empathy and the need to flock towards the weak, the longer he watched the more he wanted to see you crumbling into his embrace. He wanted to see you at your most animalistic, to see the bloodlust leak from every pore as you fought tooth and nail for your life, only for it to turn into unchanneled fear as he ripped your flesh off the bone.

He almost craved it, seeing you fight through the crack in the door wasn't enough. He wanted to hear your anger, feel your rage, taste your despair on his tongue. Watch as the life drained from your once vibrant eyes as he devoured every single part of you.

• But at the same time he wanted to feel the same kindness that radiated from your human soul, he wanted to be the cause of your laughter, the reason for your smile. He wanted to feel the warmth of your skin against his. Your lips pressed down firm on his, your tongue invading his hot mouth as the addictive taste of you plated on his tongue. Your warm hands ran through his dirtied hair, caressing his heated skin. Just like you did with him, he wanted to have you all to himself. Just one more night.

• The thoughts that plagued his mind at every hour of the day, wrapping around his head. You captivated him, hypnotized him, wiggling your way into his mind like a fucking worm.

• Every hour that should have been spent sleeping was used to watch you, watch the rise and fall of your breasts as you slept, the peace that adored your face, the drool that seeped from the corners of your lips, your soft human body covered by the stained white sheets. You were right there so exposed, so vulnerable. Oblivious to the danger that lingers before you. How easy it would be to wrap his, hands around your tender neck as he wrung the life from your body, your warm skin contrasts his cold hands, tightening around the curve of your neck. Grip faltering when you groaned, slowly stirring from your peaceful slumber. Watching as your breathing slowed uncertain emotions consuming him, fear, regret? What would he have to fear? He killed many in his life, humans and animals alike so why did he release you? Why did he spare your life? Why did he stop the others from killing you? Why was he so afraid of your death?

• He observed, watched, stalked, and got to know you without you ever getting closer to him. When the long-awaited opportunity sprung out and you eventually had to go to the dentist there was no way he would pass you up. And when you were finally between his teeth, he wouldn’t let you go.

• He spent unnecessary minutes just exploring the moist cavern, uncaring of your heavy pants and deep squirming. You gag on thick fingers that prod and glide around your mouth and press down on your tongue, doing so without the uncertaintyof your feelings. Simply enjoying the wet sensation of your tongue, the smooth nature of your teeth and the constant tightness of your throat he wished were wrapped around another part of him.

• He likes being in your mouth, whether it's your tongue wetting your fingers or your lips sealed to his cock, he simply can't get enough of the feeling.

His face remained professional under your flustered gaze but the hot boner he sported was anything but work friendly and he made sure you knew that, letting you get a peek of the bulge as he rose off the stool.

• But he didn’t let himself indulge too much in you, he wants you to come to him, to beg him, want him. He wanted the moments shared between you to haunt you, your emotions subconsciously drawing you to him. You just have to let them.

• He hates how close you become with his little project. He loathes how you long for another when he is the one who will give you everything. And he likes to remind you of that.

He grinds against your slick flesh, watching as he disappears through the tightly drawn meat, leaky tip peeking at the other side as you whined, groaned, and moaned on his cock. Unable to control when the little movements and sounds. He watched as you squirm desperate to feel it somewhere else, hole pulsing -begging to be filled with his sticky semen. Rough fingers pet at your damp hair, stalking down your painted neck and flicking swollen nipples. Spreading his filth across your scolding, bare body

"M-moonjo..."

He heard your pleas and sobs choosing not to listen to your squeaks and wheezes, your body told him all he needed to know. He forced his cum covered fingers down your throat without resistance, tasting yourself on him and savouring the flavour of both of you.

• He knows what you feel and he wants you to choke on it. Shame stitched into your memory of this day. The day you let yourself go.

He hovers, peering upon you. Humming with content, taking pleasure in your bare form and the distress that leaked from every pore. The position brought you nausea. Your moans taunting you, your mind spun, cunt twitching. Pleasure washed away any embarrassment, you were too desperate for a release, pride long discarded you. All you were made to do was beg.

• He would refuse any penetration, only allowing himself to revel in you when you find it in yourself to drown in him. He wants you begging for something you're not even sure you want. He likes you confused and wanting.

• and when he finally has you where he wants you, You don't even have to ask and he won't say no; He loves the thought of you coming to him for another way to calm down your discomforted heart. It doesn't matter what he's doing, make a statement(a claim), spit on his cock, and force your way down.

He adores feeling his heartbeat try to match the speed of your hips ramming against the hardness of his pelvis, moans vibrating deep in your throat as your musk fills his lungs. It's tight and dry, painful but pleasurable. It's raw and real.

• He likes to have sex with you under the influence of alcohol but not drunk enough where you can't remember anything. The alcohol both dulls your senses and enhances them. He loves to watch you function with a half-drunken mind, admiring you and the strong shape of your body as urges and impulsive consume you. Burning the images of blood sliding down your contorted face into his mind and the sweat that glides down your body creating such an arousing shine that he adores so much he tries to mimic it with his cum.

• As much as he adores taking control of the situation, forcing you through painful and forced orgasms and even taking them away. He worshiped the way you finally go out of a zone of comfort to assert dominance, fed up with his attitude and possession.

• Please, Tie him up, blindfold him, gag him. Even if he is unaware and vulnerable not able to do anything but can still feel everything. Draw lines of red across his skin, and let him feel the warm sticky fluid peel down his skin and burn.

He needs to feel you, he needs to know its you touching his everything, you who's bringing him to his peak. Even if it isn't...

• He dirted you, forced his filth onto your clean skin, and turned you into one of him. He relishes in the way you would learn the truth and accept that animalistic part of you, preening at the bloodshed and the life you take with your bare nails and the growth you cause him under your excruciating touch. He wants you to remember the pieces and work to put the entire puzzle together to reveal what you have done and why you want to do it again. Together again.

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princesachicana · 2 years

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𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐞 (jeremiah fisher x deaf!reader)

description: you were sure hell came over, cause how could an attractive boy like jeremiah fisher ask you out?

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 (coming soon)

The sun was scalding out today, you were sure that the ocean water would cool you down. But of course, work came first. Working alongside your mother wasn’t to bad. You enjoyed the quality time this gave you with her. Many rich folks would say this isn’t “a real job.” but it provided for your large family so it worked.

These Mexican inspired beach bags sold greatly out here. The women who walked past you and your mother’s stand would Ouu and ahh at all the different designs. It always made you smile, seeing how happy it made your mother even if she sold a little 8$ coin purse.

It sometimes was a struggle though, With your moms main language being Spanish and her only knowing a bit of English. Some impatient customers would walk away in a storm mumbling what you think always were insults. You of course, tried to help as best as you could but with you being deaf you think that only made them more agitated. As soon as you would speak or in better terms write what you wanted to say they rolled their eyes.

You were currently straightening up the purses that sat on the table when you noticed a body slowly stop walking by your stand. You looked up with a shy smile, nerves were on autopilot, your mother had stepped away to use the bathroom so you’d have to deal with this customer alone. On top of that anxiety prickled your skin when you saw that it was a boy your age, a very attractive one at that.

You quickly grabbed your notebook, writing down a quick message.

Hey, how are you? (I’m deaf) :)

You turned the notebook towards him, you watched as his extremely beautiful ice blue eyes followed each word on the paper. Sometimes you thought that you really were meant to be deaf, because you worried if you had a voice you would embarrass yourself letting this boy know just how attractive you thought he was.

The boy smiled, and you were almost positive that if you heard the chuckle that followed you would melt into the ground. He slowly started to speak “Can you read lips?” You nodded your head, catching each word he spoke clearly. “Alright, I’m Jeremiah, what’s your name.?” You quickly turned the notebook back towards you really hoping he doesn’t notice how shaky your hands were. After writing your answer you turned it back towards him.

My name is y/n nice to meet you Jeremiah!

Your eyes immediately went to his lips waiting for him to speak. “Pretty name” You immediately broke out into a smile, Quickly writing out another message.

I wouldn’t call it pretty, but thank you. But are interested in anything here?

You immediately went right back into work mode, that’s why he walked up in the first place right? no way a guy like him would give you attention. “Actually no, everything is nice don’t get me wrong but I actually walked over to give you this.” he held up a ice cold pink lemonade your favorite.

The message you were currently writing back was messy but still readable.

For me why?

“Noticed you out here for awhile, and it’s fucking hot and I don’t want you to die from heat stroke cause you wouldn’t be able to go out with me.” He nervously ran his hand, through his curls blowing out a nervous breath. You almost didn’t catch every word he spoke, his lips moved a little fast that time but it was all good.

You wanna take me out?

You contemplated on writing more but honestly you were thinking this was definitely a dream, no boy has ever walked up to you, doing this it was all new. He nodded his head “Yup, I’ll be back tomorrow same place right?” He asked looking back as if he had somewhere to be. He slowly put down the very delicious looking lemonade down on the table.

Yes, I’ll be here tomorrow:)) bye Jeremiah.

“See you later, pretty girl.” He spoke before walking away.” You immediately grabbed the lemonade, taking big gulps was that real?

30 MINUTES BEFORE…..

“I want a challenge so choose wisely!” Jeremiah laughed, looking around the beach. Steven laughed out loud, “I don’t think you want to much of a challenge” Jeremiah smacked his lips “What is that supposed to mean?” Steven shook his head mumbling a never mind, continuing searching for a perfect victim.

His eyes immediately caught sight of you, all alone. “Jeremiah check it out, what about her?” Jeremiah rolled his eyes “no dude not even, that’s like asking to lose.” Steven threw his head back in annoyance “Why not dude? It’s gotta be her, she deserves a good time to.”

Jeremiah smacked him in the back of his head. “You know what? Yeah, she’s perfect.” Steve nodded his head “Alright so you have to start now, she’s one of those girls who never come out at night.” Jeremiah laughed “I got it, this should be easy, ask her out, date her for awhile, get her to say or sign that she loves me or whatever and I’ll leave her in the dust.”

“Yeah, and if all goes according to plan you win yourself 500 bucks.” Steven excitedly pushed Jeremiah away.

#conrad fisher and jeremiah fisher #jeremiah fisher x reader #Jeremiah Fisher #Jeremiah fisher icons #tsitp #the summer i turned pretty #tsitp fanfic #Conrad fisher #tsitp x reader #fanfic x reader #tsitpbook #conrad fisher imagine #Jeremiah fisher smut #deaf!reader

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mykoreanlove · 9 months

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AM hours.

jackson wang x reader // angst // short scenario

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You tossed and turned and no matter how hard you tried; you just couldn’t sleep. The tiredness in your body was overwhelming, painful even, but your mind was wide awake. You were annoyed – with yourself and with him.

Jackson.

You haven’t heard from him in weeks. You used to drive yourself crazy figuring out what he was doing, why he was doing this and why he suddenly lost interest in you. Until you decided that you had to stop. He clearly wasn’t interested in you anymore and had a very shitty way of communicating that.

Were you sad about that?

Yes.

Were you going to torture yourself for the rest of eternity?

No.

At least you tried not to but here you were weeks after hearing from him unable to sleep because that Chinese devil still lived rent-free in your head.

You flinched as you checked the time on your phone, your eyes not used to the brightness. It was almost 4 AM and you were wide awake, awesome. You left out a long sigh and scanned over your messages. You giggled at the drunken texts from your bestie, at least one of you was living her best life. But when you noticed the other notifications, your heart sunk into your stomach – it was him.

Your body started to shake as you did not expect that. “Is he kidding? Now he wants to talk to me? He’s probably drunk at some bar and got no chick to fuck tonight and feels lonely. Oh sure, let’s call Y/N ‘cause she’s dumb enough to take you back. No, fuck you, Wang”, you scoffed.

You typed your reply “there is nothing to talk about :)” and put your phone aside. You felt hurt by his actions, you felt betrayed by his words, and you felt disappointed in him for treating you like that. You sure as hell did not deserve that. You noticed your phone lighting up – it was Jackson calling you. You had a feeling that this wouldn’t be over until he said what he needed to say, so you picked up.

„What do you want?”, you basically snapped at him.

“How can you say there is nothing to talk about, Y/N?” He didn’t sound drunk at all.

“Because there isn’t?”

You noticed him getting angry, unable to hide his frustration. “Don’t you come at me with that shit Y/N. I know you’re hurt. I know I hurt you immensely and you’re sweeping it under the rug?”

Now you were the one unable to mask your frustration. “What do you want me to do, Jackson? Huh?”

“Get angry at me. Tell me how much I fucked up. Tell me I behaved like a complete piece of shit. Tell me that I made you put down your guard for nothing. Tell me that I made you fall in love with me and behave like I did as well only to let you fall and disappear. Tell me how much of a coward I was to ghost you, to only message you when I needed you. Tell me what an egocentric asshole I was and that I don’t deserve you and I should go to hell for that. Get angry at me for being emotionally unavailable and putting myself first. Yell at me for making you believe I fell for you when in fact I didn’t. Please, get angry at me!”

The line turned silent. He confirmed your biggest fears – he indeed fooled you into believing that he fell for you. Purposely. You couldn’t keep up with the bazillion questions you formed in your mind as you thought of an answer.

Why did you do that? Why did you play me like that? Why did you lie to me? Was it that easy to fuck with me? Why were you not honest? Was I not enough for you? Is there something wrong with me? Why are you so evil? And why the fuck do you call me in the middle of the night to tell me all of this?

You felt your heart going cold, trying to numb out the pain he had caused you. It seemed like he waited an eternity for your answer: “Why would I?”

You hung up on him. Jackson was no good for you and now you had your answers. You had to choose yourself, choose your peace of mind over him. If you didn’t, you’d never break free of that abuse.

Jackson on the other side gazed lifelessly at the screen of his phone. He knew you were gone; you didn’t even wait for him to answer you. But he still said it: “So, I know you still care.”

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spcewild · 3 months

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Masterlist ☆

A/N: my list of all stories I wrote for different characters, etc.! :)

Fluff: 💌

Angst: 🌧

Smut: 💋

MK1:

Johnny Cage:

Johnny Cage x (gn!) Reader 🌧💌

Johnny Cage x (gn!) Reader 💌

Tomas Vrbada

Smoke x (gn!) Reader 💌

Smoke x (gn!) Reader 🌧

Raiden

(Smoke) x (gn!) Reader x Raiden 🌧

(A smoke request but Raiden is included ^)

Raiden x (gn!) Reader 💌

Resident Evil:

Leon Kennedy

Leon Kennedy x (gn!) Reader 💋

Leon Kennedy x (fem!) Reader 💌

Red Dead Redemption:

Charles Smith

Charles Smith x (Taller!GN!) Reader 💌

The Walking Dead:

Shane Walsh

Shane Walsh x (gn!) Reader 💋

Borderlands:

Handsome Jack

Handsome Jack x (gn!) Reader 💌

COD:

Frank Woods

Frank woods x (gn!) Reader 🌧

The Punisher:

Frank Castle

Frank Castle x (gn!) Reader 🌧💌

The Outsiders:

Dallas Winston

Dating Dally Winston moodboard 💌

If you see a character you want me to write for that I didn't include on here, ask me in my requests! <3

☆

#fanfic #headcanon #oneshot #writers on tumblr #x reader #spotify #resident evil #mk1 #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #cod x reader #borderlands #fanfic x reader #mortal kombat x reader #mk1 2023 #leon kennedy #resident evil smut #leon resident evil #writerscommunity

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heartririmu · 1 year

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LUXIEM BOYS & READER ON THEIR PERIOD

pet names, gn afab reader. tw: blood mention & slightly suggestive content (shu and vox)

a/n: i just.. think they’re neat. this got super long bro LMAOOO. anyways periods suck ass hope y’all r well ily

Luca

— surprisingly (or unsurprisingly) very attentive and knowledgeable on what to do when your time of the month hits

— pads? tampons? he’d gotten those stocked up in bulk weeks in advance, don’t even worry babe. they come in all types of brands and even for specific needs (heavier flow, specific ones for overnight use, etc)

— he’s sending your favorite snacks and plushies of your favorite characters in a care package to your house in under an hour

— luca’s a good boy. he doesn’t get too upset if you need your space to deal with your pain, but he’s also one who wants to stay near you the entire time (something something overprotective puppy boy something something)

— also he’s got towels and such to put on the bed if you just wanna lay there and fight through your cramps that way

— heating pads? he’s got em. a warm water bottle? he’s also got that too! another way to warm up though is to just let him rest his hands against your tummy and hips, luca naturally runs very warm and it’s pretty soothing for your cramps

— stays with you as long as you need him to. he’ll be there to hold your hand and whisper comforting words as long as you need, mafia duties be damned because for the foreseeable week, luca is all yours

— “eh? work? don’t worry ‘bout that, i took the day off.. and maybe the rest of the week. you’re more important right now, alright? just relax, babe.”

Mysta

— he orders all the stuff you need via online, because he’d be too flustered to go out and buy them in person

— mysta knows what a period is and he understands the basics of it, however he does not like that it occurs monthly and he feels really bad that you have to experience it :(

— “seems kind of shit that your body wants you to have kids when you don’t want that. fuck periods, dude.”

— he cannot handle blood at all, he’d get so dizzy if he caught sight of it. if your relationship is still relatively new and you bleed onto the bed, you’re on your own for cleanup i’m sorry 😭

— he’s a sweet boy, really! it’s just he’s never really had to deal with that sort of thing before you?? it’s a new experience and it scares him sometimes

— if you want cuddles, then mysta is down 100%! anything you need to feel comfy and ease your pain he’ll do

— he runs naturally colder than others do, so if you need a heating pad he’ll get you a hot water bottle and other things like that instead.. but if you don’t mind his coolness then he’s all over you for some comforting snuggles

— when your cramps get so bad you cry he’s there to wipe your tears and hold you against him til they subside enough for you to move properly again

Ike

— ABSOLUTE KING! he takes care of everything like you legit do not even have to get up for most of the day bc he’s got you

— he brings any hygiene items you need to you directly, and he makes you food + warm drinks to soothe your cramps

— ike gets insanely flustered when buying pads or tampons for you, but he would do so anyways because he wants things to be as easy as possible for you

— HE READS TO YOU OMG!! he’d read some classic poetry or old children’s books.. something simple and soft toned that can put you to sleep

— he 110% refuses to let you do any work whilst you’re on your period. the pain is unbearable he’s sure, so you should rest instead of stressing yourself out with work!

— legit he does your work for you if it’s extremely pressing, ike would never allow you to work if you felt physically incapable

— “dearest, please. is it really that important for you to finish this document today? .. okay. let me see, i’ll finish it for you. go on and get some sleep, alright?”

— he makes sure to have an abundance of your favorite snacks and foods available for you whenever you want

— strokes your legs/hips to comfort you. he’s a touchy boy, but he doesn’t want to be overly affectionate just in case you don’t feel comfortable with being smothered

— also if you have mood swings or cry easily during your period, he’s the most equipped to deal w/ it

— like you start sobbing/tearing up, and ike is at your side IMMEDIATELY, cupping your face in his hands and wiping at your tears with his thumbs whilst cooing sweet words and shushing you

— “it’s alright, dearest. i know it’s uncomfortable, i’m sorry, i’ve got you. do you need anything? painkillers? on it.. you’ll have to let me go so i can grab them, though—”

Vox

— ough talk about being in good hands

— mans been alive for, well… forever? he knows a thing or two abt periods

— vox has stocked up on months worth of pads and tampons etc, all for your comfort

— he’s not super physical when you’re on your period unless you ask him to be? it’s not that he doesn’t want to touch you, it’s just that vox worries about causing you more pain somehow

— ^ illogical self deprecating thoughts about how he’s a demon and a monster, but he really can’t help it lol.. please reassure him that you want him to be near you :(

— he reads or sings to you if you’d like, his voice is such a big comfort ❤️ he could put you to sleep with it though so make sure you’re good to go for a small nap

— vox makes you anything you want to eat when you’re on your period btw, he likes spoiling you

— also like,, just a thought? imagine if he could smell your blood, so he realizes maybe a day or two before you actually start your period that it’s coming up

— (also you didn’t hear this from me but he gets kinda weirdly possessive of you when he smells your blood haha)

— he buys like an entirely new collection of plushies/pillows/soft things to sleep on? his mind basically goes “oh? body hurts? NESTING TIME”

Shu

— he somehow knows the schedule of your period better than you do? he tells you it’s because of “sorcerer magics” but you don’t know if you believe that

— he’s simultaneously insanely well prepared and completely caught off guard when it does happen though 💀

— pads? check. tampons? check. chocolate, your fave foods, comfort items? check check check

— however when you do start, shu’s calm and collected demeanor just shatters

— panic mode! baby boy is running around the flat, making sure everything is in order and that you’re as comfy cozy as physically possible!

— he’s not exactly experienced w periods? yk? so he’s nervy

— still, he’s super attentive like fuck 😭 he’s so sweet and gentle w/ you when you’re on your period that it’s kinda hot lmao

— shu’s naturally rather warm, his palms specifically are like heating pads

— imagine one of his hands just pressed firmly against your lower belly tho 😭 rubbing loving circles into your skin, being careful of his nails (fucking claws tbh). he’s not even meaning for it to be as suggestive of a gesture as it is,,,

— he gets flustered if you bring that to his attention.. he sorta laughs it off, even though his face is blazing and he’s avoiding eye contact

— “what?? nah, i’m just trying to help you with your cramps, i didn’t mean to make you feel like that or anything— but, if you uh.. need some help, then…?”

— just saying shu’s down to comfort you in any way that you want him to ;)

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astralnino · 9 months

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Rivals to Lovers - Ken X Reader [PT 2]

Hey loves! This is part 2 of 'Rivals to Lovers', so check out Part 1 if you haven't already! || Part 1 💗

tw: kissing, mild angst, steamyy scenes and mentions of alcohol

1.8k Words, enjoy! ~~~

As tears streamed down your cheeks, you felt a mixture of heartbreak, anger, and confusion. You couldn't believe what you were witnessing. Kenneth.. was kissing the Stereotypical Barbie. It felt like a punch to your heart, and you struggled to process the rush of emotions overwhelming you.

Ken, who had dragged you to the party, watched your reaction closely, his eyes no longer filled with rage but rather concern. He seemed to have a change of heart, realizing how much pain his actions had caused you.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ken asked softly, his voice void of the aggression you had witnessed before. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I just... I thought you were with him."

You tried to compose yourself, wiping away tears and took a deep breath before responding. "We're just friends, not a couple. But I didn't expect to see that... we used to talk and flirt quite a lot, but I guess I got the wrong impression..," you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

Ken seemed to struggle with his emotions, and you saw a flicker of regret in his eyes. "I'm sorry for pushing you earlier and causing a scene. I was just... upset," his voice quivered, his guard lowering.

As you two talked, you realized that Ken wasn't the aggressive jerk you initially thought him to be. He had his own vulnerabilities and struggles, just like everyone else. You began to see a different side to him, someone who was hurt and lost, trying to find his place in Barbieland.

You looked at him with a look of understanding. He paused for a moment before meeting your gaze. "Now... would you like to get a drink with me?" he asked in a low voice. "Yeah, I could really use one right now.." You both get up, he puts on his jacket while you put on a beige coat with pink accents, and walk towards a nearby club.

It was mostly empty since almost everyone was at Kenneth's party. It was YOUR welcome party... but you weren't there. You pondered on that thought while Ken ordered a Scotch on the rocks for the both of you. You look for seats and decide to sit in the booth seats in the corner of the club, which was right up against the wall. You take a sit in the inner seat while Ken sits opposite to you.

As you wait for the drinks, there is a weird air of awkwardness between the two of you. You open your mouth, deciding to break the silence but as you look up to say something, you see that he was going to do the same. That made you giggle, and a small smile crept up on his lips.

Feeling a mix of emotions, you decided to give him a chance to explain his feelings further. Collecting your thoughts, you finally ask him, "Why were you so upset? What's going on with you and Barbie..and Kenneth?" You asked, genuinely curious. Ken sighed, looking down for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "Barbie and I... we used to be really close, just like you and Kenneth. But then things changed, and she started spending more time with him. It felt like I was being replaced, and it hurt" he confessed, his voice choking up.

You could see the hurt in his eyes as he spoke. "I'm sorry you had to go through that", You said softly, leaning closer, across the table.

"It's just that every time I tried to express my feelings for her, she seemed to ignore me or dismiss it like it was nothing," Ken continued, frustration evident in his voice. "I felt like I was walking on eggshells around her, trying not to upset her and losing myself in the process."

Your heart ached for Ken, understanding the pain of unrequited love. "It must have been really tough for you, keeping your feelings hidden like that," you said sympathetically.

"It was," he admitted. "I cared about her so much, and it seemed like no matter what I did, I couldn't get her attention. It was like I didn't matter to her as much as she did to me. She seemed happier with Kenneth, but I couldn't wrap my head around that. He is better than me in every possible way you could imagine.. Barbie... she deserves a lot better. She's everything, and well.. I'm just Ken."

You gently squeezed his hand, letting him know you were there for him. The sudden physical contact startled Ken, but he got used to it real quick. You decide to change the topic and elaborate on your move here, your likes and dislikes and found out that you had a lot in common with the cute beach boy. You both loved horses and the beach, watching the stars at night, and staying up late to watch cute animal videos on DollTube. You laugh and chuckle together, and when the drinks come, it all goes uphill from there.

You discuss movies, your favourite racecars and everything under the sun. Ken makes a lot of silly jokes, and you laugh merrily, your cheeks rosy and your eyes filled with happiness. While you're giggling at one of his corny jokes, the lights go off and on, flickering. Ken rubs his tired eyes, and when they focus again, all he sees is... you. His mouth slowly gapes open. You were not cute, you weren't pretty.. you were truly beautiful. Every little detail on you- Your dimples, your cheeky smile, your slender nose and your gleaming skin.. all under the lights made you look out of this world.

He realizes the fact that he hasn't felt like this since Barbie. He realizes the fact that... He loves you.

You notice Ken blanking out, and you drunkenly lean over the table to get his attention, but you lean a bit too much and fall towards Ken. With his quick reflexes, he catches your before you hit your face on the table. He effortlessly lifts you above the table, and seat your next to him.

You enjoyed being in his arms.. His toned, muscular arms. As you recover from the sudden movement, he takes your petite, soft hands in his long, slender ones, and looks you in the eyes. You swallow the lump in your throat, and he whispers in a husky voice, "damn y/n. you have such pretty e/c eyes.. I'd kiss you right now if you didn't hate me so much,"

On hearing this, you felt a tingle down your spine. It was so quick... it must be the alcohol talking right? Maintaining eye contact, you take a deep breath, and Ken gets to register what he actually said. Before he could open his mouth to say something, you crash your lips onto his. He freezes seeing the sudden action,but he warms up to you. He places his hands on your waist, while you let it run through his blonde hair.

It felt surreal- just a few minutes ago, you were crying about the man you thought you loved for as long as you could remember, but Ken... he had something else to him, and that something drove you insane and made you long for more.

As the seconds go by, the kiss keeps deepening. His tongue creeps up in your mouth and swirl around, making you feel giddy. You feel your stomach growing warmer and warmer, and you inch closer to him, as he does to you, but you're running out of breath. As you pull away suddenly, a thin trail of saliva connects your lower lip with his. He follows the thread and nibbles on your pink, puffy lip.. and you let out a small gasp. He takes it as a sign and goes in again

Oh, how he enjoyed it all- the warmth of your lips, your cute gasps and moans, your serene, sparkling eyes, and your adorable, face. He pushes you against the wall, checking for your consent again, and you nod slightly, and he leans into you, and you make out again. The butterflies in your stomach keeps you on your toes, and in a swift move, you push him against the chair, getting on his lap. He lets out a small grunt. You chuckle and smirk, before kissing him again. Although this time, it was slow and gentle. You both were taking in every aspect each other, reflecting on your time together. It was as if the world stopped moving, and it was just you two. Together.

He slowly lets go of your head, and you let out a long sigh. You bury your head in the crook of his neck, and he hugs you, holding you tight. You take in his sweet scent, and he plays with your luscious (h/c) hair, twirling it around his finger and humming a sweet melody.

He's the one to break the silence this time. "So.. I know this seems on a whim, but you're perfect, y/n. I mean it, everything about you. You are the most amazing, wonderful, beautiful doll person I've ever met.. It has not even been one day, but I feel this strong connection to you. You've made me happy, angry and flustered, all in a few moments, and now I want to see what and all we can feel, together.." he pauses for a second, and continues, "I guess what I'm trying to say is that.. I love you y/n... I love you so very very much and I'd be so happy to call you mine, but it's okay if you don't-"

You slowly lift your head from his shoulder, rubbing your eyes and letting out a small yawn. Cute, thought Ken. "It's okay if I don't what? you reply sleepily, in a small raspy voice. It then hits Ken.. you were asleep. He's flustered now, turning about 15 shades of red. "N-nothing- I was gonna say it's okay if, uh, you don't want to- have dinner with me..?", he hurriedly makes up something on the spot, feeling a little stupid.

You look him dead in the eyes, blank and expressionless.. Ken awkwardly smiles, his palms slowly shaking, and you burst out laughing. "Yes Ken! I'd love to be yours!" you exclaim happily, putting your arms around his neck, kissing him before pulling him into a close embrace. He lets out a sigh of relief, and holds you so tight, close to his chest. You were his responsibility, his light and his life from now.

As the bar starts to close, you walk out with Ken, hand in hand. You walk on a bustling road, filled with Barbies returning from the party, all looking at you and Ken. You stop walking, and that confuses him. You stand on your tippy toes, arms on his shoulders. You look straight into his eyes, move closer and then whisper..

"I love you too."

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a/n: OMG GUYS, THANKS A LOT FOR THE SUPPORT ON THE PREVIOUS PART~! Y'all are truly amazing, your motivation has kept me going! I really hope you liked this conclusion, I tried my very best in making this fun to read! Thanks for your patience and support, loves! Likes, Reblogs and Feedback is appreciatedd 💗 Stay Pink y'all~

tags: @hope4rain19 @meowkid

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34tmyh34rt · 2 months

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Men with nice hands and long hair will be the death of me

Smut ahead!!

A/n: Still working on the König fic, dw! Just got a random flash of motivation (and horniness) so enjoy! Not the best and pretty short but it’s late and I’m tired asf 😭

Tags: Gn reader, female reader, no gendered pronouns used for reader, fingering, teasing, a little bit of degradation (calls reader ‘slut’), listened to Sleep Token while writing this 🤗

His fingers move incredibly fast inside of me, I can hear the sounds of my own slick with each rough movement. His other hand closed around my throat, giving me plenty of room to breathe, but just enough pressure that it feels heavenly.

His attention is on me, and only me. Some of his hair is plastered to his face from sweat, the rest hanging down off his shoulders.

His fucking fingers. Oh, those glorious fingers. They’re thin but are long enough to reach all the right spots. The veins under his skin jut out with the effort of working my pussy.

His pretty eyes follow every move of my head. Every twist and turn. He knows it feels so incredible good. “S’ too much!”

He knows it’s not.

He lets out an airy chuckle, head shaking. His beautiful hair swaying slowly. He leans down to my ear,

“No it’s not.”

I shudder, and he can feel me tighten around him.

I look back up at him, his eyes locking onto mine. He’s so pretty. He’s so pretty above me. He’s so pretty when he’s mine.

I grab at his head, fingers tangling in his hair. I pull him down to me, my lips smashing into his. All I can feel is his tongue grazing over the entirety of my mouth, like it’s his first time exploring it.

I buck into his hand, it’s so much, he’s so much, it all feels too fucking good. He’s breathing heavily into my mouth and I love the feeling of out spit mixing.

“Pluh-… please-.. m’ gonna fuckin’ cuuum” I mumble sloppily into his mouth. His fingers somehow drill even faster into me, abusing that soft spongey spot in the back of my pussy.

He breaks the kiss, staring down so intensely at me. He loves to tease me, to be mean. He knows I fucking love it too.

“You gonna cum sweetheart? Yeah? God, you are such a slut me, aren’t you y/n?”

He leaned down close to me, eyes boring into my own, our foreheads touching, “go ahead baby, cum for me”

I panted out breathy moans. I clung to him, pulling him close as hot white pleasure flowed through me. The only thing keeping me grounded was the feeling of his hot, dewy skin against mine.

He removed his hand, letting me ride out my orgasm on his muscular thigh until the small shocks of overstimulation started to set in.

He laid next to me, cradling me in his arms. He kissed the top of my head softly, “You’re so fucking perfect for me y/n.”

I couldn’t help but drift off, curled up against him and hearing his soft words of praise and admiration.

A/n: I am slowly working on the König fic, I was rereading the bit I worked on a couple days ago and had to set my phone down it was so good 😭

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