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cheezbites · 9 months

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Dating Ghost Part 2

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✎: Part one’s my blog with the most notes, so I’ll give you guys a part two<3!!

♡Summary: Wholesome headcanons of dating Ghost PT.2

Bf!Ghost is an extremely light sleeper. His time in the army caused him to be on guard 24/7, even when he’s asleep. Slightest movement or sound? he’s grunting himself awake. Every once in a while, you’d have nightmares. Some more scarier than the others - but the one you had this night was unlike any other - it felt all too real, traumatising and daunting. You jolted yourself awake and steadied a hand to your shaky chest to regulate your breathing, a few uncontainable tears trickling down your face.

You unknowingly twisted and turned in the midst of your unpleasant dream, so the moment you woke up Simon was already conscious. He has a concerned and worried expression etched onto his face; he caringly held both arms out to coo soft reassurances into your ear as he planted soft kisses on your temples. He didn’t need to know anything else, the moment he spotted any pain was the moment he became your personal shoulder to cry on.

He held you close in his arms whilst he stroked your hair - making you fall asleep ten times faster. Simon found himself having a better time sleeping with your comforting figure in his hold, too. So if you’ve got a nightmare and you’re in need of physical reassurance, you’ve already got it without even asking.

Bf!Ghost is a compulsive tea drinker - no big surprise to anyone. He had an urge to drink tea at an ungodly hour, same with you having an uncontrollable thirst, needing to be immediately quenched. Finding no water on your nightstand, you cursed yourself under your breath before drowsily entering the kitchen.

Your fatigue blurred your awareness of your surroundings, making you fail to realise that Simon wasn’t besides you when you stirred yourself awake. You jumped when you entered the kitchen and were met with the kettle faintly churning in the background as Simon was leaning against the countertop, awaiting his boiling water.

“Hello, stranger.” You said, filling a cup with water and greedily chugging it to your heart’s content.

“Why are you awake?” he asked, vaguely smiling, registering the irony of his question.

“I don’t know… why are you awake?” you swiftly rinsed your cup before placing it on the dish rack.

You found yourselves having a brief bantering conversation around the dinner table before heading off to bed. You, with your third glass of water, and Simon, with his savoured cup of black tea.

Bf!Ghost would mutter a distinguishable “Fuckin’ hell,” under his breath whenever something upsetting or irksome happens. Like accidentally spilling juice and so on.

You inattentively dropped a glass, frustratedly clenching your fists to your sides, a “Fuckin’ hell..!” reflexively flew past your lips before you knew it. You didn’t even realise it in the moment, but Simon did. He just stood there for a moment, like he was confirming if it actually happened - and when he finally did, he heartily chuckled to himself before infinitely teasing you about it. From that point on, “Fuckin’ hell” was now your guys’s inside joke.

Bf!Ghost enjoyed the little things with you. He loved your occasional walks at late noon or night (sometimes when it rains) as you both share an AirPod. It’s like a utopian escape from everything and everyone - nobody is out. It’s just you two, your music and definite love for one another.

Bf!Ghost was an undeniable ass guy. The constant ass grabbing started from a harmless joke you incited. You were behind him as he was walking up the stairs, you couldn’t help but playfully grab his ass and let a, “Nice ass,” slip out.

You never heard (or felt) the end of that.

His hands would constantly be cupping, squeezing or even spanking your ass at times. Depends on how mischievous he’s feeling.

Bf!Ghost is possessive of you in public - not in a red flag way. Planting a sudden passionate kiss on your cheeks or lips when any dude would stare at you, holding your hand or purse for you as you walked down the street, or tying your laces for you. Anything for his princess, really.

Bf!Ghost also loved going on late night drives with you, to do anything or go anywhere - it doesn’t matter. It’s always fun as fuck when it’s just you two and an unplanned drive down any accessible road. Either visit somewhere you’ve been meaning to go or watch the night sky twinkling around the city lights. It never seemed to matter what you did, what did matter was that you were both having a really good time with each other’s comfort.

Bf!Ghost is a really wonderful cook. Outside of fish chips tea and gravy and all that mumbo-jumbo he can cook. Hand him some random seasonings and meats you’ve brought from the market and he’ll have a delicious three course meal prepared in no time. He even lets you try small samples of whatever he’s cooking up by teasingly spoon feeding you.

“Seriously, Simon?” you groaned, darting your gaze between the spoon nearing your lips and his playful expression. He always had a quick smart-mouthed reply to your complaining like, “Say ahhh” or “Aeroplane’s coming, sweetheart,” and you’d contently giggle as you gave in and allowed him to feed you. If there was a minor spill he’d gently pat your face down with a tissue, making you roll your eyes and teasingly nudge him.

And before you knew it, you’d greedily finish whatever he’s allowing you to taste, even when you were meant to have only a teaspoon. He didn’t really mind, though - he took it as a compliment, even, promptly refilling your plate each time you asked for more.

Bf!Ghost took taking care of you really seriously, maybe too serious. He knew all the right medications, techniques and ways of comforting you when you were experiencing any type of discomfort of cold.

He made frequent visits to the pharmacy, daily check ups, nourishing teas and all that good stuff. You felt horrible and nauseous every time you were sick, from your raspy and stuffy voice to the irritating dryness in the back of your throat. At the same time, you felt like the luckiest girl in the world knowing your boyfriend cared and put so much time and effort into you.

Bf!Ghost doesn’t really know how to apologise; it’s just ‘not in his nature’. As much as he hated seeing you all pouty and upset after any mild argument or disagreement, he felt as if he’d somehow manage to fuck up the situation even more by apologising. So, he’d give you your space then make you your favourite beverage, just the way you liked it. (He randomly memorised the oddly specific way you like your tea/coffee), he would make himself a cuppa - he settled your drink in front where you were situated, you were watching some TV show in the living room, your eyes defeatedly lit up as you both endured in a comfortable silence, sipping your beverages as the TV faintly played in the background. You slowly began talking again, like you were rekindling a fire, and before you knew it you were both giggling and chatting away - discarding the unpleasant past and leaving it behind you guys.

But you knew Simon loved you; he didn’t have to express his sorry’s through words. His thought out actions always spoke louder.

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urszn · 2 months

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SUNGHOON BF TEXTS

♡ ｡ﾟ idol!sunghoon x idol!fem reader

genre : fluff, comedy ( want more check pt.2 )

warnings : cursing and that literally it i think (lmk if there’s more)

note: my first time doing these text thingys 😭 that’s crazyy anyways hi

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sainzinnorris · 3 months

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“ you came. ” “ i always will. for you.”

#SAD SZN IS OVER #only loscar fluff #UNCONDITIONAL LOVE #loscar in love #you can't spell love without loscar #i make the rules #logan sargeant #oscar piastri #loscar #formula 1

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soobnny · 19 days

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ex!seungmin who thinks about you when he receives his diploma during his graduation in law school because he couldn’t have done it without you, and it breaks his heart that while he’d reached his dreams, you couldn’t be there to see him make it.

he’d remember the countless sleepless nights you’d stayed up with him to review for his tests

or when you’d urge him to get some rest or eat his meals when he’d forget sometimes

you were there to help him realize he could do it, coming with him to apply for numerous universities

you were there from the beginning, so why couldn’t you be there to see him reach the end?

and it was a mutual decision—the breakup. but he finds that, as he reaps the rewards of his efforts, it doesn’t feel right that you aren’t in the crowd

that night, seungmin ponders over whether to call you or not

instead, he sends a few text messages

he doesn’t think he could talk to you without crying, doesn’t think he’s ready to hear your voice again

seungmin (9:57pm): i graduated today haha

seungmin (9:58pm): i just wanted to say thank you. i know that things are over between us, but it’s undeniable the influence you had on me while i was in law school. i don’t know if i’d be able to make it this far if you hadn’t believed in me the way you did. thank you. i can’t say it enough.

seungmin (10:01pm): there’s so much i want to tell you, but i guess i don’t really have the right to do that anymore. still, i hope you realize how much you’ve changed the way i looked at life (for the better, i can hear you complaining already)

seungmin (10:03pm): oh, and i found this letter i’d written back when i was still in my 1st year. it’s addressed to you, and i vividly remember telling myself to give it to you on the day i graduate. haha, somehow i’d thought we’d still be together when today would come. lmk if you still want it or if it’s too awkward then that’s okay too

seungmin (10:06pm): alright that’s it. sorry if these messages freaked you out a little. i’m not even sure this is still your number

seungmin (10:07pm): thanks again, (name). you are the one person who made me believe i could make it and i did :) thank you

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ruershrimo · 1 month

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no because imagine pining for fushiguro megumi. like, that would be the most frustratingly confusing thing ever omg.

you’re trying to get closer to him; close enough to know his favourite colour, the music that’s playing in his earbuds and the dishes he loves to eat.

so you text him and this boy is DRY. hella dry. you text as casually as you can even though you know that a) your crippling social awkwardness hinders you from acting ‘cool’ with anything and b) how are you supposed to keep calm when he’s your crush and you’re that down bad? (and you really are. just one glance from him has your knees buckling and nobara facepalming.) yet each time you text him, he doesn’t like any of your messages, and seems to love leaving you on read. not that he’d be doing it on purpose— megumi is, in fact, not chronically online and is probably busy whenever he isn’t replying to you. but why wouldn’t he be prioritising you if he did like you?

so does he not like you? is there any way to change his mind?

yet this is what makes it so furstrating and confusing— he gives you hope. Because why is he sharing exam notes he made for you just so he could share them with you? and yet when you’re jumping around in your room like a loon and kicking your feet up in the air, he sends another text:

‘thought you might want them, since you’re the only person who wants them.’ which is true— so would he have sent it to yuji and nobara if they cared more about their grades? is he just sending it to you since you’re the only option? would he give them to anyone else if he had a choice?

it’s so confusing!

and when you thank him and give your notes to him as an ‘exchange’ (you’re just so deep in your delusions that you think sending him your notes will impress him somehow) he just writes, ‘thanks’. no capitals, no exclamation marks, no emojis whatsoever— just BONE DRY TEXTING.

then when you say goodnight to him, and he says goodnight to you, telling you to have sweet dreams and a good rest with the blandest of emojis ever: classic ‘😀’ and that goofy ‘👍’. ugh! does he like you or not?

it’s so bad that it’s reached the point you’re texting him without any hope left. full-on check-ups every day on him even though you know he doesn’t like you back. even if nobara and yuji say that he barely replies to either of them daily and never wishes them so much as a ‘good luck’ before a test, a ‘good job’ for a mission well-completed, or a ‘goodnight’, much less a ‘sweet dreams’, you’re not king to have that hope. you’re not going to believe that he likes you— you chalk it up to him just being nice, as much as you’d like to be wrong.

so you’re surprised and absolutely elated when he says that he likes you over text, and then again face-to-face.

you swallow your sense of embarrassment as best as you can, trying to level your head with his outside your classroom.

“you’re so confusing…” you tell him before kissing his flushed cheek.

bye this is so stupid help. can you tell that the confusing part is based on real life events. why is he like this

#can you tell I’m in my crush era despite it being exam szn #megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro #fushiguro megumi #jjk megumi #megumi imagine #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #ruer writes #megumi fluff

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cozmos-artz · 8 months

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he is loki’s safe place <3

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chrlvctius · 3 months

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Happy 27th, my love 💗 you'll forever be my fav defender, ilysmmm!! you're the reason why i do well in my sport and you're my inspiration in everything:(⭐

you've inspired so many, ily.

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sugarcandydoll · 2 months

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Happy Birthday Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight! ♡🍰💥

mwah mwah to the best hero of all time hehe ♡💋💗

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luvrhyune · 1 year

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-; ✧˖*°࿐ CUFFIN SZN . SEO CHANGBIN .

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ PAIRING ; seo changbin x gn! reader.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ SUMMARY ; winter was the time that any couple thrived, seeing as they had each other to keep warm. you so badly wanted to experience what it was like to have a partner during winter time, thank god you have your warm, muscular best friend; seo changbin, to make your winter wonderland wishes come true !!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ GENRE ; SMAU & best friends to lovers !!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ WARNINGS ; swearing, ANGST, fluff, texting & tweets, i might give y/n a face claim, fake dating (kind of), uni au (again, kind of - nothing is officially mentioned), humour (i hope), written elements, non idol au, quick paced.

— posting status : COMPLETE !!

— started : 19/12/22 (DD/MM/YY)

— ended : 24/12/22 (DD/MM/YY)

— taglist : CLOSED !!

— notices :

the plot & any oc's used belong to me !!

do not steal or translate my work !!

DO NOT SPAM LIKE EACH CHAPTER. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

y/n uses they/them pronouns but they are female presenting in pictures.

main masterlist. series masterlist.

PROFILES :

babyracha !! 3racha !!

CHAPTERS :

i — reddit 50:50

ii — well whoops

iii — bitchless

iv — break it off (written)

v — gc. right now.

vi — yang y/n

vii — fix up

viii — because i like you (written)

epilogue

SPIN OFFS :

hot girl bummer

#🤍‼️. luvrhyune #❄️🫂. cuffin szn #stray kids #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff #stray kids x yn #seo changbin fluff #seo changbin x y/n #seo changbin x reader #seo changbin #skz changbin #changbin angst #changbin x reader #stray kids smau #skz smau #straykids smau #seo changbin smau

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veraghost · 2 years

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sleepy in a sundress ❤️‍🔥

wrote this for @134340am ‘s Sundress szn collab! hope u enjoy! ps, this is my first time writing in awhile!

w/c: 2.7k

cw; nsfw scenes, penatrative sex, breeding, heat stroke, oral sex (f recieving), somnophilia, begging, softieshima, overstumulation (slight) if i missed any, please let me know

In the middle of summer, when your apartment is scorching hot, when your skin is sticky with sweat, you need to find some way to cool down. The solution being short dresses and little to no clothing. Although your A/C is blasting at every hour of the day, the heat always overpowers it, making almost everything inside hot - borderline uncomfortable. So when Tsukishima proposed the idea of going to the park, you quickly ran to your shared bedroom and found the beautiful sundress you had bought in secret just for this moment.

After hastily putting your sundress on - eager to get out of the house - you spend five minutes trying to get the zipper in the back up, struggling internally, but not asking your lovely boyfriend - you wouldn’t hear the end of it until he was asleep later that day. “Y/N? What’s taking you so long, I wanna go soon or else we’ll miss the ice cream truck!” Tsukishima yells from the entrance to your apartment. Admitting defeat, you walk out of your bedroom and turn around without a word.

“You seriously spent the last five minutes trying to get up the zipper?” He asks, and you can hear him making fun of you, he thinks he’s good at hiding his tone but you’ve been dating since the start of third year, you know him like the back of your hand. “Yes Kei, I did. Now are you going to help me or are you going to make us stay in this apartment for longer? We’ll miss the ice cream truck.” You snap back, not wanting to hear it from him today.

“Yeah, what do you think I’m trying to do?” You can hear some strain in his voice, almost like he's struggling with the zipper himself. “Fuckin’ finally,” he sighs out, and you feel the zipper go up your back, “as much as I love this dress on you, please don’t wear it out often - that zipper is a bitch.” He says, quickly slapping your ass before he grabs your hand and pulls you out of the apartment, locks the door, and brings you outside.

“So what’s our plan, Kei?” You ask curiously, he didn’t tell you much when he brought up going to the park, since you’re always working you haven’t experienced the fun side of summer since it started. When Kei forced you to take a couple days vacation to finally spend some time with you, you reluctantly agreed, missing his touch and everything else about him. Now that you’ve finally had a touch of life with him again - outside your shared apartment - you don’t know if you ever want to go back to work.

“First things first, we gotta get to the ice cream truck, Yamaguchi won’t stop talking about how good the ice cream is there, then maybe we just walk around the park?” He suggests, and you couldn’t care less what you do, as long as you have some quality time with him at some point, you’d be happy with just sitting beside him as he reads his books. “Sounds perfect, baby.” You agree before taking your hand in his and starting your walk to the park a couple blocks away.

You forgot how beautiful New York City is, how even though the city tends to smell ratchet, that near Central Park life seemed to become more vibrant, the colours being bright and full of life, the people laughing and conversing with each other, simply enjoying their lives. You haven’t been able to feel this kind of freedom since you got your promotion, since the company you work for lost employees for various reasons, the workload becoming too much, stress eating away at your body.

“Hey, love?” Kei asks you, waving a hand across your face, getting you out of your trance. “Don’t tell me you're thinking of going back home so you can do some work on your vacation.” He says sternly, almost like he wants to spend time with you? You know he does, but he never shows it this much, always doing small gestures and not outright saying it.

“No, no, just thinking about how nice this is, spending time with you and not having to worry about anything else but where the ice cream truck is hidden today.” You respond back, walking as to not waste time while you’re out. There’s a moment of silence, all you can hear is people conversing and the birds chirping as they come back from hunting for their families. It is peaceful, and for once you think maybe you could get used to this life, not working, just supporting Tsukishima as he plays volleyball, slowly making it to the big leagues.

“I could support you if you ever decide to, I’d love to- oh! There’s the ice cream truck, c’mon!” He jumps, practically running to the truck. You laugh before chasing after him, knowing the only reason he’s running is so he can get a dinosaur popsicle like always. You remember when you came here for your first date in third year, how sad he looked when they said they were out, so much so you ran to a corner store, saying you needed to pick up some groceries, and how you made him wait outside so you could surprise him with the popsicle.

“One dinosaur popsicle and… Love, what do you want?” He questions, before getting your order and waiting for the food to be served. When you get your order, he finds a secluded picnic table and sits, gesturing to the other side of the table. As you sit, he starts a conversation, simply wanting to enjoy your presence, listening to your voice making him calm, internally missing the dates you’d have, though he’d never admit it.

Hours pass, and soon it’s midday, the sun beating down on you, and with only having breakfast and an ice cream cone, exhaustion slowly takes over your body. He catches this almost immediately and you go home, during the walk back, you’re apologising profusely for making your time out so short. He hushes you, saying that next time he’ll pack food for the two of you, and bringing an ample amount of water bottles to avoid dehydration.

When you get back home, you quickly run to your bed, not even bothering to take off the sundress, knowing if you want to change back into it you'll have a hell of a time. Within minutes you passed out, as Tsukishima sits in the living room reading the book you got him for Valentine’s Day that he never got around to reading, turning on a fan in the house to make sure it’s cool enough for you to sleep comfortably.

When he walks into your room, seeing you in that damn sundress, long legs exposed and your tits looking amazing - thanks to how you’re sleeping, - your hair fallen perfectly and the light in your room making you look ethereal, he can’t help but remember when last time he was in you, hearing you, the red marks you’d always leave on his back while he makes you see heaven. He can’t help how quickly his pants tighten, feeling his erection straining against his jeans. You’re sleeping, not even trying to turn him on, but this fucking sundress made it difficult, all day he’s been thinking about undressing you, making you see stars, and now here you are.

Shifting your position slightly, spreading your legs, making sure you won’t feel any discomfort at all - even while you sleep. He slowly undressed himself, making sure his belt hitting the floor, the little jingle it makes doesn’t wake you. Bringing two fingers up to your slit, he realised that even asleep, you’re wet and ready for him, for all of him. Flipping your dress skirt up, and slowly pulling your underwear down he moves down so that he is face to face with your cunt, seeing how wet you are when the light catches your folds perfectly. He moves your legs a little further apart and takes an experimental lick up your cunt, seeing how your face scrunches up a little from his wet muscle, before going back to a calm, sleeping state. When your breathing returns to normal, he decides to do it again, and again.

You paint a little in your sleep, moving your upper body a little - almost like you're trying to run from him? Noticing how even when you’re asleep you still get affected by his ministrations, and he wants to see more of it, more of how he affects you. Inserting a finger into your little hole, feeling how it tightens around his finger, imagining it being his cock. He adds another, seeing you wince, he slows down, not wanting you to wake up until you near your orgasm, letting you wake up to white hot pleasure. When you calm down, he adds a third, and feels you tighten a little, noticing how your hips unconsciously chase his fingers.

“Fuck it.” He decides, wanting to see your face explode with pleasure when you wake up - eyes open, mouth agape, tongue lolling out as you shudder in his arms. Increasing his pace, his tongue finds your clit, swirling sucking on it until he feels your breathing coming out faster and your pants bordering moans. He knows your close to cumming, knows your going to wake up at any moment, just so he can fuck you back to sleep. And when you do wake up, you better not be surprised, your sundress made every curve of your body soft, every movement you did, the dress complimented it. And now, when you sleep in it, while his face and fingers are buried deep in you, the dress pooling around his head as he slowly brings you to euphoria, his hard on presses harder into his jeans and he can’t help but rut into the bed, needing to feel some of the pressure leave his body.

Three more pumps of his fingers, his mouth sucking at your clit and you’re cumming around him, your hands fly up to his hair, tugging on it, your legs thrashing around before you go completely lax in his arms, a little sigh coming from you mouth, and he smirks as he laps up your essence, feeling it drip down his chin. Coming up from his spot between your legs, he admires your fucked-out face, a little smile gracing your lips when your eyes open to see your boyfriend,

“Good morning, love.” He welcomes you, before you notice his hard on, raging in his pants. Giving you a questioning look, he looks at his pants then backs you, simply shrugging it off. You start on his belt, working his pants and boxers off until his dick springs out and slaps his stomach.

No matter how many times you have sex with Kei, how mnay times you’ve taken him, you always forget just how big he is, and how pretty his dick is. Opening your legs a little further, you make a silent offering, too sleepy to say anything, hoping he won’t tease you this time. Knowing him, he will, just a little. It’s been forever since you’ve fucked and you know he won’t be able to hold off for long when he has that look in his eyes. The look that can make you shrink and submit to anything he wants.

“Beg for me, Y/N, beg for me to make you feel good again.” He tells you, unmoving when you look at him with exasperation. You can’t believe he’s making you do this when it’s been weeks, maybe even months since he was with you. But you’re just as desperate as he is, not having an ounce of patience in you.

“Please Kei, make me feel good, fuck me like I know you can.” You beg, and it seems good enough, because when he finally starts pushing into you, all the air from your body gets caught in your throat, cutting off all of the thoughts in your head. He lets you adjust to him, knowing you probably could’ve been prepped a little more, remembering just how tight you are. When you seem ok, he gives an experimental thrust, seeing your eyes roll back into your head. He chuckles slightly, and you don’t even hear it from how good he feels - quickly becoming a vessel for him to use.

“Remember to breathe, pretty baby.” He whispers before losing all self control and rutting into you, completely forgetting to go easy on you - not that you mind. Kei is usually gentle when it comes to you, scared that he’ll hurt his perfect girlfriend, but now when he’s desperate to make you cum over and over again until you shake from every thrust he gives you, he doesn’t care. He just wants to make you feel good, make you his perfect little fucktoy. He wants to make you forget about your job, become his pretty little trophy wife, a symbol of his success in volleyball.

He gets lost in that thought, you at his games, watching in the stands in an extra jersey, cheering for him as you tell everyone that's your boyfriend. He gets lost in the thought of you being at home waiting to congratulate him on his wins, console him on his losses. He gets lost in you, in having a life with you, getting married, having kids. Having kids. Watching you waddle around with your tummy carrying his kids, a symbol of his love.

“Kei baby, slow down, we have all day- fuck just like that” You plead, his pace going even faster - if possible. He’s animalistic, completely out of control of his movements, focused on getting you impregnated, making you his completely. Making you carry his children.

“Can I make you pregnant? Please baby, wanna see you with my babies, my pretty girl carrying my pretty babies in her.” He begs you, literally begs you. Secretly, you’ve been wanting this for months, wanting to start a family, but being too scared to even bring up the idea, knowing Kei always seemed to be weary of the idea of children, thinking he isn’t fit for the job, thinking he wouldn’t be around enough to parent correctly. But now, when he knows you’re not going to leave, knowing that he was weary of it years ago, he’s ready, ready to make a family with you.

“Yes you can, please I wanna start a family with you” You say quietly into his ear, and it’s game over. The knot in your stomach breaking, seeing heaven as you cum on his cock, eyes rolling into the back of your head the upteenth time that day. He doesn’t slow either, fucking you through your pleasure, making you cum again from overstimulation. He follows quickly after, angling your hips up so his seed goes to your womb, guaranteeing your pregnancy.

He stays inside of you until you’ve calmed down, until his breathing is even, and slumps down next to you, pulling out of you and wrapping you up into an embrace. So much has happened and you can’t process it, but your heart is happy as you realise you might be entering a new chapter of your life - with Tsukishima. He sighs into your ear before pulling you closer, so that you’re face to face with him. You can see everything from here, the gold flecks in his eyes, the freckles that adorn his nose, everything.

“I meant what I said, I want to start a family with you, I want you to be mine,” He says quietly, looking down so he doesn’t need to make eye contact with you, a light blush on his face, and he looks beautiful. He looks like he wants to say something more, and after a few more seconds of silence, of you completely listening to him, he continues. “Please let me take care of you, I have a spot in one of the D1 volleyball teams, I’d be able to take care of us and the kids. You get so stressed when they give you more work and I miss you, please let me be all you need.” He finishes, and you’re agreeing without a second thought.

Hopefully the ring hiding in his closet will come in good use soon, and the plane tickets to Paris.

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cheezbites · 9 months

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In Love (Prompts)

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• Things remind you of them. (A song, accessory, etc)

• Subtly fixing their appearance (E.g: Moving stray hair strands out of face, clearing throat, perfume…)

• First thing they think about when they wake up, last thing they think about before sleeping.

• Wanting to ask them out, cancels very last minute everytime.

• Fidgety around them

• Can’t make eye contact/heavy eye contact (Depends on your character)

• ‘Stealing’ the crush’s personality (E.g: Saying things that only they say)

• Getting them gifts.

• If they subtly touch when crush passes them something, they get so nervous.

• Random things remind you of them.

• Sharing AirPods

• Grasping onto any opportunity to talk to them, even for a few seconds.

• Doing small gestures that actually have a lot of meaning behind them

• Flustered at the mentioning of their name

• Putting effort into your appearance, which you don’t typically do

• Daydreaming

• Feeling jealous when you see them with another girl/boy, even if it’s just platonic.

• Nervous from hearing their voice

• Absentmindedly watching them across the room

Dialogue

Character A: “Character C is coming over.”

Character B: “What, where? Are they here right now?” (gets mirror, checks that there’s nothing on face) “How do I look?”

Character A: “You like Character C, don’t you?”

Character B: “What are you talking about. No, no I do not.”

Character A: “Ok.”

Character B: “…Has anyone else been saying that about me? If so, who? And why? Where?”

Character A: “Bruh… chill.”

“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought of you.“

“She’s perfect. In every way- she’s just perfect.”

Masterlist

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urszn · 2 months

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��훈 : SUNGHOON BF TEXTS

idol!sunghoon x idol!fem reader

( note ) this is kind of a part two to this !

genre : fluff, comedy (?) warnings : cursing.

note : anyways hey guys i felt so unfunny doing these but hello 😱

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kitashousewife · 2 years

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she looks just like a dream

an: to wrap up summer, i have wrote this submission for yuna's @134340am sundress szn collab! this was so much fun to write and i hope you all enjoy!

pairings: timeskip!osamu x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, friends to lovers, one bed trope, reader is in a dress and has on jewelry, osamu is very sweet and flustered, lowercase intentional

summer wouldn't be complete without your yearly trip to the coast. since you were young, a group of you would head to the beach for a few days, relaxing and spending time together before the weather turned cold. usually you, the miyas, and even suna and his family would join in on the fun.

of course, as you all got older, you kids would just go together for a few days during school break. now that you are all in college, or out of college, and doing your own thing; things are a little different.

when you tried to plan this year's trip, you got a lot of mixed responses. atsumu was going to be helping at a kid's volleyball camp, suna couldn't get work off, even kita wasn't able to move his schedule around. not wanting to break tradition, you convinced osamu to go with you.

just the two of you.

normally, this wouldn't be an issue. osamu is your best friend, and you have spent a lot of time alone together before. but the past few weeks have been tough. what you thought was just a very close friendship somehow shifted with the summer breeze, falling somewhere between friends, and more than friends.

well, to you anyway.

you haven't been able to muster up the courage to bring this up to osamu, leaving it all to hang in the air every time you're together. what was once a regular hug goodbye now made your heart pound in your chest, leaving you feeling breathless and blushy. but, this was probably all in your head.

right?

shutting the trunk of his car, osamu let out a sigh as you walked down the steps of your apartment.

"god, were only gone three days, did ya bring enough stuff? barely any room left," he huffs in fake annoyance, swinging the passenger door open for you before he gets in.

"it's always good to be prepared," you start, buckling your seatbelt. "it's better to have it and not need it, than to need it and not have it."

"yeah, whatever. are ya ready to head out, or do you have another 3 bags that we need to fit in?" osamu teases, poking your side.

you roll your eyes. "just drive, miya."

the drive is quick, but it felt much longer. stealing glances at osamu while he drove, feeling almost nervous when he would ask you about the most regular things. you couldn't wait to get to the hotel.

"ah yes, reservation for miya," the receptionist reads her monitor, and osamu smiles at her while the two of you wait.

"here you are, mr. miya. room 312, for three nights, one king size bed. the elevator is on your le-"

"hold on, one bed? my reservation confirmation says two," osamu interrupts, quickly pulling out his phone to double check.

your stomach flips.

"o-oh, i'm so sorry sir. let me just double check in my system," the receptionist stutters, typing away on her computer as she double checks the confirmation number osamu provides her.

"i'm really sorry you two, but it looks like that is all we have available. i'm terribly sorry. but here," she opens her desk drawer frantically, rifling through its contents. "take these. free dinners at the steakhouse next door on us. again, i am so sorry for this."

sensing her worry, osamu offers her a kind smile. "it's no big deal, right?" he looks over his shoulder at you, eyebrows raised. you swallow.

"y-yeah! it's no big deal at all. thank you so much for your help!"

it was a huge deal, actually. and not just to you.

taking his silence as confusion, the two of you ride the elevator without a word. really, though, osamu is quiet because he is freaking out.

truth be told, osamu has liked you for years. he's never shown it, the fear of being shut down and completely ruining your friendship kept him from ever mentioning it. he only agreed to come on this trip after hours of atsumu badgering to just do it! who knows what will happen.

"here we are," he mutters, swinging open the door to your shared hotel room. it really is gorgeous. large windows overlooking the beach, lots of room, and a luxurious-looking bathroom. the call of your name draws your attention back to osamu. "i'm really sorry about this, i knew the reservation was for two beds," he gives you an apologetic smile.

"it's no problem, really. it's okay. plus," you flop on the bed, giggling as you bounce. "we got a free dinner out of it."

he joins you on the bed, groaning as he stretches out his back. "you're right. can't complain, i guess."

his arm comes down to rest on your thigh, and your heart beats a little quicker. "s-should we use it tonight?"

tapping your leg twice, he sits up. "i think that's a great idea. i'll shower quickly and we can meet in the lobby in, say, 30 minutes?" you nod, and grab one of your bags to unpack. "sounds great to me."

osamu only suggested meeting in the lobby so that he could give his brother a call and calm his nerves.

"it's not that deep, 'samu," atsumu shouts into the other end, the faint sound of shoes squeaking on a court in the background. "i think this was the push ya needed."

"not helping, atsumu," osamu pinches the bridge of his nose, pacing back and forth. "i'm gonna offer to sleep on the floor."

atsumu groans. "don't be a baby. i think this will be good for ya, give ya a chance to tell her about yer crush," he laughs.

"god, why did i even call ya. whatever 'tsum. we're goin' out to dinner, so i'll text ya later." hanging up before atsumu can get any comments in, osamu sits in the lobby chair and runs his hand through his hair. should he keep going with the best friend role, or should he say something? maybe i'll wait, what if i say somethin' and our trip is ruined and

"are you ready to go, 'samu?" his head jerks up, and before he can stop himself, he lets out a small gasp.

there you are, wearing the prettiest sundress he's ever seen. a darling pastel, puffy sleeves, flowing daintily and resting on the tops of your thighs. feeling nervous under his gaze, you reach up and play with one of the necklaces you decided to wear.

'i-is it too much?" you pull at the hem of your dress, fidgeting with it.

"no!" he jumps up, walking up to you and stopping himself before he cups your face in his hands. lowering his voice, he tries again. "n-no. it's perfect. ya look beautiful," he smiles, eyes fixed on the soft movement of the fabric against your figure. grabbing your hand, he leads you out the door and towards the restaurant.

you try to make some small talk in hopes that your voice will drone out the loud thump of your heart against your chest. thankfully the walk is short, and there is a table ready. it's outside, mere steps from the beach., you smile.

"isn't this perfect! we can watch the sunset from here," you beam, staring towards the water.

osamu can't respond. he can't even think of any words to say. all he can think of is how gorgeous you look. the golden light shining against your skin, which seems to glow, making you look like a goddess. better yet, the dress you're wearing. the flow of the fabric, the delicate details, and the shape are turning his thoughts to mush. all that comes to mind is how breathtakingly beautiful you look right now.

"pretty," he breathes, staring at you. you turn to face him, head cocking to the side.

"pretty?" you ask. "oh, the view?" you nod towards the beach, and osamu watches the slow drag of the waves for a second.

"yes, you could say that." he smiles, but he's not looking at the scenery.

he's looking right at you.

your cheeks heat up, and you quickly avert your eyes to your menu. thankfully your server arrives, giving you a minute to collect your thoughts.

dinner continued on without a hitch after that, feeling completely normal. the two of you laughed together, sharing some stories from this past summer, even reminiscing on a few memories from past beach trips.

riding up the elevator, you lean your head against the wall and close your eyes. "it's too bad everyone else couldn't come,"

osamu nods, but can't stop staring at you in that dress. all he wants to do is to reach out and feel it, spin you around in it so that it flutters against you. he hums in response before the two of you walk towards your room.

flopping on the bed once more, you let out a dramatic sigh. "i am so full, i think i'm gonna change an-"

"n-no," osmau puts out his hand, just to cover his mouth with it. thankfully your eyes are fixed on the ceiling. you sit up and press the skirt of your dress down. "what?"

he coughs. "n-nothing, its just-" he closes his eyes and sighs. it's now or never.

"i think that dress looks amazing on you, truly. that dress was made for you, it should be thanking you for wearing it," he says, staring at your fingers as they play with the hem once more.

"t-thank you, 'samu," you almost whisper, eyes looking up to gaze into his. "you look handsome, too."

he sits on the bed, the weight of his strong body causes you to lean into him. he smiles, before he places a shaky hand on thigh and looks at you, leaning in slightly,

"i think yer beautiful" he whispers, face so close that his breath dances across your lips. you blush, your eyes trained on his lips.

"t-thank you," you breathe. he tilts his head slightly, noses touching for a second. "is this okay?"

leaning a little closer, you nod, brushing your lips against his.

"kiss me, 'samu."

bringing his hands up to your face, he cups it lightly and leans in. the first touch of your lips on his has you melting, lips molding to fit his in perfect unison. your hands wrap around his forearms, holding him in place as your kiss deepens.

pulling away, breathless, he chuckles before rubbing his thumb against your cheek in soothing circles. you lean into his touch and smile back at him.

"i've wanted to do that since the beach trip before our second year," he says, placing another sweet kiss on your lips. laying down, the two of you snuggle up to each other and you hum.

"really? even when i had that silly hairstyle?"

he pouts. "i thought it was cute," you laugh and poke his cheek.

"i'm glad someone did. if i knew that wearing this would get that reaction out of you, i would've worn it sooner," you say, gesturing to the sundress you still have on.

osamu sits up slightly, tracing his finger across one of the designs in the fabric. "you look like a dream, i couldn't help it."

you blush and osamu chuckles, pulling you closer.

he can't wait for the coming days of this trip. he especially can't wait for the responses he's going to get from the boys after the picture he just sent them of the two of you snuggled up on the bed.

#SUNDRESS SZN COLLAB #osamu miya x reader #miya osamu #osamu fluff #miya osamu fluff #hq fluff #hq imagine #osamu x reader fluff #osamu x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader

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mango-miya · 2 years

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Power Interruption

Timeskip! Kenma Kozume x F!Reader

this is for @134340am 's sundress szn collab! i apologize if it's too short (;´∩`;)

collab masterlist is here if u wanna check it out :D

Kenma was bored. Very.

His streams are cancelled because the power went out and his switch is on low battery so he can't play.

He was thinking of ways to get rid of his boredom when he heard footsteps on the stairs. Looking at the stairs, he sees you. You were just so beautiful.

“Hey, love.. look!” you twirled around infront of him. “I found this sundress on my closet and i never remembered that i have 'em” you added.

“you look very pretty with it on, love” he said standing up and coming up to you.

kissing your cheek, he started asking. “but why did you wear that right now?”

chuckling, you answered him. “well, i'm bored too and my phone's not working so i thought i'd just dress up.. why, do you not like it?”

“oh i like it, very actually” kenma said. he hope you could see what you're doing to him, you're driving him mad with that little sundress of yours. the slit on the side, the tightness of the dress, the way it envelopes your chest really well... he's going insane with what you're wearing.

“oh really?” you teased. you know what's happening.

“want me to show you?” he asked, he's very excited.

“nah, i'd just change in a more comfortable shirt than this” you teased again, you like seeing him like this

“what do you mean? it literally looks perfect on you.” he loves this sight of you, so really, why are you gonna change?

“i don't know.. will my husband tell me how good i look in this?” you mused.

“oh love.. i'd tell you how you look good in every inch of this dress” he whispered.

maybe this power interruption was not very bad, maybe it just got very interesting, and maybe you won't be able to walk when the power goes back on.

#SUNDRESS SZN COLLAB !#haikyuu fluff #kenma x reader #kenma fluff #kenma kozume #haikyuu #hq fluff #hq kenma

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greetings-and-salutations · 2 years

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13 Nights of Halloween Spooktacular!!!

Are you as excited as I am for spooky season??? Are you searching tumblr like I am for all the best holiday fics??? Well, look no further! Before you ask, nope. I have no clue what all I’m posting on this. There’s no specific fandom or anything. I mean, I’ll obviously stay in the lane of the fandoms I usually post for, but outside of that… I guess it’ll be a surprise 🤷‍♀️😂

So gear up folks, and please enjoy the fall vibes!

(Gif not mine)

Day 1 - “HAY MAZE - ENTER HERE” - Peter Parker

Peter’s had a crush on (Y/n) for, quite literally, as long as he could remember. But, was he going to tell her? Absolutely not! That would ruin everything. He’d practically resigned himself to never speaking to her at all, for fear he’d open his mouth and say something stupid, but, what was he to do when she showed up to the same fall festival as him, wearing the cutest costume he’d ever seen, and screaming for his help when things went sideways like they, inevitably, always did?

Day 2 - “I’m Ladies Man!” - Fred Weasley

It’s a Gryffindor Halloween party. With the Weasley twins, cringy costumes, and a whole lot of firewhisky, what could go wrong?

Day 3 “Why Are We Chasing Ghostbusters?” - Steve Harrington

Steve was not ready for Trick-or-Treating with (Y/n)…

Day 4 “Slightly More Anonymous Than Usual Karate Kids Getting Wasted and Starting Fist Fights” - Part 1 - Robby Keene

(Y/n) really doesn’t want to go to the stupid Halloween Masquerade Ball. But, maybe Moon was right. Maybe she’d finally find her soulmate under the cheap streamers and disco lighting… (a cinderella retelling)

Day 5 “Slightly More Anonymous Than Usual Karate Kids Getting Wasted and Starting Fist Fights” - Part 2 - Robby Keene

At the Masquerade Ball, a mysterious suitor puts (Y/n) and her friends at odds, meanwhile a confused Robby’s getting some differentiating opinions from his brain, and his heart… (a cinderella retelling)

Day 6 “Slightly More Anonymous Than Usual Karate Kids Getting Wasted and Starting Fist Fights” - Part 3 - Robby Keene

(Y/n) didn’t even want to go to the Ball in the first place. But, what will she do when, while there, she finds her soulmate, but, he’s a little more than she signed up for… (a cinderella retelling)

Day 7 “Slightly More Anonymous Than Usual Karate Kids Getting Wasted and Starting Fist Fights” - Part 4 - Robby Keene

When (Y/n) makes a run for it at the stroke of midnight, of course Robby’s gonna follow her. But what happens when the “slipper” she left behind puts the both of them in a tricky situation… (a cinderella retelling)

Day 8 “There’s Plenty of Kish in The Sea, Right?” - Fred Weasley

Cedric wants to be a champion. (Y/n) wants him to live to see the end of the school year. Freddie just wants to be (Y/n)’s boyfriend…

Day 9 - COMING SOON

Day 10 - COMING SOON

Day 11 - COMING SOON

Day 12 - COMING SOON

Day 13 - COMING SOON

Tag lists are open!!!

Tags: @electriclcvewp @kaqua

#13 Nights of Halloween Spooktacular #writing challenge #halloween #13 nights of halloween #spooky szn #peter parker x you #peter parker oneshot #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fic #peter parker x reader #peter parker

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