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enhalpy · 2 months
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cupid fae 🎀 also hi how are you, it's been so long 😭
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sim jaeyun x caelin x huh yunjin old money / rich kids. love triangle. friends to lovers. fake dating.
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ok so let me give you the rundown 🤭 you're yunjin's bff. you've done a terrible job of hiding your crush on her, but she's somehow remained oblivious. as besties since childhood, you're rlly close with her family and familiar with their crazy rich shenanigans. what you don't expect though is for your forever-solo bff to suddenly reveal that she's got a new "boyfriend". apparently they're close family friends (aka he's also rlly rich) and their parents are celebrating this new-budding romance at some high-end resort. oh yeah, you're invited too. you mentally prepare yourself to meet this new rival of yours, but OH NO guess what ?! her boyfriend's jake sim, that guy you kinda sorta had a thing with (at least until he ghosted you) during the summer before starting uni. you never really got over him ... basically the next few days pass with lots of uncomfortable tension btwn the two (they're dating so why do they act as if they can't stand each other?) it doesn't help that yunjin consistently catches jake flirting with you. overall, the entire stay is terribly awkward and you feel guilty for enjoying his attention. that is until you realize that they're fake dating. oh and they both like you just as much as you do them. <3
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omg caelin i missed you <33 im doing well wbu? it fr has been so long 😭😭 i hope you're doing well & taking care of yourself !!!! ILYSMM 😚 also pls forgive me for how horribly formatted this is. i wrote way more than i intended to so i hope it's somewhat coherent 🫶
ok wait i didn't explain why i shipped you with them 😅 i chose jake & yunjin for you bc they fit that rlly mature, thoughtful, and sweet (also HOT) vibe that you have. they're both just so admirable + i love everything abt them just like i do you 🤭
idk if you remember this bc idek when this is from but i have a very distinct memory of shipping you with heejake but in like a school romance setting (lol i found it) as you can tell, i'm a sucker for love triangles which is why you got not just jake, but yunjin too 🫶
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crystallizsch · 3 months
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i really like how canonically yuu is genuinely supportive of grim wanting to be a great mage. if i recall correctly, even character voice lines point this out. and it seems like yuu dotes on grim a lot and defends him too??? yuu even encourages grim's ambitions whenever he declares wanting to be a great mage. and also when he does that boss-henchhuman dynamic. i mean yeah you can interpret it as yuu saying that being condescending and sarcastic as if they're talking to a child saying "when i grow up i want to be famous!" but like. i really think they're genuine when mc loves grim in their own way.
even if grim is usually a menace, he's become like family to yuu.
and i'm pretty sure grim feels the same way.
think about it this way. despite all the mess, all the unpredictability, the danger, and all the drama being in nrc. what's always the constant? yuu goes home at the end of the day to the ramshackle dorm (basically their home at this point considering they slowly but surely fix it up over time) and with who? “the great mage” grim. as the sole outcasts in that academy, they both sleep soundly knowing they will always have each other at the end of the day.
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bruisedboys · 4 months
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i love ur writing sm 🥹 since we got jealous!finnick can we get jealous!reader and how finnick reacts to it? ❤️
“Baby, come on.” Finnick follows you out of the glass elevator, almost jogging to catch up with your angry march. You speed up pointedly. “What did I do?”
“Nothing, Finnick,” you say sharply, without looking at him. The entire elevator ride was heavy with your silent irritation. You don’t want to talk about it, obviously.
“Well, why are you acting like I did?” Finnick presses.
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“I’m not.”
“You— sweetheart.” Finnick snags your wrist and pulls you back. You scowl, annoyed at being pushed around. You struggle in his grip but he only grabs your other wrist, holding you still. It’s times like this that you hate having such a muscular boyfriend.
“Come on,” he says, practically begging with you now. “What’s the matter? I don’t understand why you’re so mad.”
“It’s nothing,” you say through your teeth, still struggling against his grip.
Finnick rolls his eyes and holds you tighter, his fingers digging into your wrists. “Is this about Johanna?”
“What?” You falter in your attempts to escape. It is about Johanna, actually. You’d rather he didn't know that, though. “Why would it be about Johanna?”
Even to your own ears your incredulity sounds fake, your voice a notch too high. Finnick stares at you hard and you look away, burning hot under his gaze. Big mistake.
“So it is about her?” he asks slowly. You can hear the knowing smirk in his voice.
“I don’t—“ you stammer, desperately trying to string together a lie that’s not as embarrassing as the truth. You stare at him and his awful grin for a few seconds, fuming. Then, “Fine, yes, it’s about Johanna. She wouldn’t leave you alone!”
“We talked for ten minutes, honey,” Finnick says, measured to your frantic. “You know she’s just a friend.”
“She called you handsome and then winked at you,” you say, mortified, your act completely forgotten. "What am I supposed to think about that?"
You realise your mistake too late — you’ve given yourself away. You’re about to take it back in an attempt to save yourself from an onslaught of teasing when Finnick laughs.
“So you’re saying I’m not handsome?” He asks, eyebrows raised.
Bastard. You hate him, you swear.
“Never mind,” you say bluntly. “Whatever.”
You twist out of his grasp and stalk off. You’re still absolutely rolling in annoyance when you get to yours and Finnick’s shared room. You get as far as the entryway before Finnick’s on you again like a hawk. He grabs you while you're sliding your shoes off and pushes you none too gently against the nearest wall.
“I’m sorry,” he says.
“Sure you are. You just laughed at me!" You say incredulously, hitting him in the chest.
“Because you’re being silly, darling," Finnick says. Somehow, he makes it sound affectionate. He strokes your cheek with the back of his hand. "Johanna’s a friend. How can you think I’d ever look at anyone else that way when I have you, hm? I’m yours forever, sweet girl."
You blink at him. What is his problem? He laughs at you for being jealous and then says something as life ruining as that? He’s gonna be the death of you one day.
"You really need to stop saying things like that,” you say weakly.
Finnick tilts his head to the side, a knowing look in his ocean eyes. “Why’s that?”
You glare. “You know why.”
Finnick just laughs. “You’re adorable.”
You’re about to tell him to shut up when he kisses you, too fast for you to see it coming, too lovely for you to stop it. His mouth is warm. He tastes like wine. You forget you’re angry at him. When he’s kissing you like this, you have no reason to be jealous. You guess you never really did.
“I’m sorry,” you say when he pulls away. His kiss has unravelled you. Sucked away all your anger and hot jealousy. “For being so mad at you. S’not your fault.”
"It's okay," Finnick tells you, shrugging. He dips down to kiss you again. You push up on your toes to reciprocate his heat, your hand pushing up to love on the hair at the nape of his neck. He’s pulling back before either of you can get too carried away, a smug smile on his pretty mouth as he says, “Jealousy looks good on you, baby."
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thank you for reading! please consider reblogging if you enjoyed it 🤍
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mondaymelon · 2 months
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₊⊹ 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞! | genshin males x gn!reader
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「 "𝐡𝐞𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫!"」
— in which you give him chocolates before he attempts to give you his??
— fluff. highschool!au but built like a shoujo manga lmao ... happy valentine's day ~ ♡ another fic will be going out tomorrow :)
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THOMA, albedo, ayato, alhaitham, childe, KAVEH, HEIZOU, VENTI, GAMING, CHONGYUN, KAZUHA, wriothesley, tighnari, freminet, lyney ♡
Calling yourself a "romantic" person would be quite a stretch.
Saying Valentine's was your favorite day of the year would be even worse.
Sure, sure, you'd heard plenty of things, from the nagging old man manning the grocery store, always red in the face from regular swigs of cheap liquor, or the seemingly never endless musings from your classmates, swooning and fainting every moment anyone, or more specifically, the leads starring in those dramas of theirs, did anything remotely affectionate.
Young, innocent love, while a splendid thing, for someone like you, your really only option was to endlessly pine after someone who would certainly not return your affections.
The recipient of such foolish affections? That much was obvious. What a rather hopeless person, you were.
At the very least, he seemed to enjoy your presence. A smile would adorn his lips, and he'd always meet your gaze with his familiar greeting of, "Good morning, did you sleep well?"
Fuck, you hated how such a simple line, questioning of your wellbeing, could tug at your heartstrings so effortlessly. The man was playing you like a fiddle, and a part of you didn't try to resist that.
So the moment February 14th rolled itself around, bearing promises of youthful laughter, baby cupids, hearts, and sweets, you tried not to pay heed to the extra weight of chocolates in your school bag.
Had you stayed up late making them just the right sweetness, making sure they were perfectly heart-shaped?
Yes. As stated previously, you were truly hopeless.
"Ah, good morning." Wow, look at you, taking the initiative to greet someone? Truly, a day of magic and wonder! You're almost jump scared at the sight of him in your classroom, just what the fuck was he doing here? He leaned against the doorway, looking terribly pretty in the morning lighting.
This was not doing wonders to your heart.
Upon seeing you, he straightened his posture, looking suspiciously sheepish with an extra non-characteristic, flusteredness on his features. "You're here early today."
"It's Valentine's." That's all you managed to sputter out with that tied tongue of yours.
"Yes, and?" He raised an eyebrow questioningly, not entirely convinced, and followed you to your seat like some sort of lost puppy.
Your brain raced to find a rationale he'd deem reasonable. "Uhm, ah... my friend... is planning to confess to a guy, so I had to come early and help her... set up the place she's planning to do so at?"
"I see... ah," His eyes lit up like he had thought of something. "Are you free after school? We should meet up afterward, so you can tell me how it went...?"
"Yes!" You responded a little too quickly, and cussing yourself out in you head, you corrected it. "Ahem- yes, I'd like that." The burning feeling that arose on your face was starting to become too prominent to ignore.
He didn't seem to pay it any mind, and instead beamed in a close-eyed smile. "Perfect. Then, I'll see you?" You were to bid him goodbye, but he ran off before you could even utter a sound, leaving you rather dumbfounded, blank-faced and still feeling the tingling warmth on your cheeks.
Holy shit, is this my chance?? You’d made chocolates on the eensiest, weensiest off chance that you might grow bold enough to hand it to him, even if under the pretense of “as friends”, but with the violent way your heart was pounding in your chest, you didn’t think avoidance would be an option.
Ahaha, you were making a mistake, weren’t you?
Only one way to find out.
The rest of the day went by as predicted. Fanatic screams and a wave of crazed people chasing after the more popular figures of the school, throwing boxes of chocolates and bouquets of roses... hey, wasn't this a safety hazard? There were other screams too - but not of excitement, but terror as a man was crushed and trampled under a wave of love-sick girls chasing after the popular boy in class 2-A.
You just hoped that he wouldn't sue the school. The place was already cutting enough corners when it came to the monstrosity of cafeteria food.
The bell rang, signaling your freedom, and you massaged your shoulders with a sigh. You'd survived, somehow. As you stepped out the door, a ding from your phone alerted you with a text, and as you lit up the screen, the corner of your lips unconsciously turned upwards into a soft smile.
hot guy <3 - don't forget.
hot guy <3 - ill be waiting for you
Stepping into his classroom, you scanned your surroundings for the familiar sight of the man. Low and behold, there he was, sat upon, presumably, his desk, and staring out the window like some main character. You walked over, trying your best to disregard the clamminess of your fingers - or more specifically, the hand that was holding your homemade chocolates hidden safely(?) away behind your back. His features brightened at the sight of you, and he swung his legs, ushering you over to share the view with him.
"Sorry, did you wait long?" You sheepishly grinned as he scooted to the side to give you space to sit down next to him. As you did so, you were made painfully aware of how his body was still pressed up against yours. “I almost got trampled on my way here, not a pretty sight.”
“...Pretty sight?” He echoed his words, tilting his head as he pondered, the slightest curve of a smile tugging at his lips. “You?”
“W-What? No, I-” You cleared your throat before he could say another word, trying to dispel the blush on your features. Naturally, you failed to do so. “What kind of things are you saying now? Just who’d you learn that from?”
“Haa? What do you mean, learned? I just said the truth, that’s all…”
God, he was so adorable. This man had definitely run off with your heart.
Now or never, you supposed. Standing upwards abruptly, you pulled out the heart-shaped box of chocolates you’d been hiding behind your back the entire time, visibly trembling as you held it outwards.
“Will you be my valentine?”
It took him the count of three to respond, his eyes round and doe-like. He blinked rapidly, and then his cheeks flushed - not with his usual cheeriness, but a red that definitely spoke of flusteredness. “H-Hey, that's no fair…”
“...What?” Damn, was this your rejection? You had expected as much, but-
“I was supposed to give you chocolates first, y’know…”
And just like that, the familiar boy before you reached beside him into the darkly lit space and pulled out his own box of chocolates, lightly colored and wrapped beautifully in shimmering golden ribbon. “It took me so long to do this, and yet…”
“Holyfuckingshitwhat.” The curses flew from your mouth, condensed into a single word. “W- H- Y-You… You got chocolates for me?”
Now this was a first. Seeing his cheeks and tips of his ears all rosy, and seeing him all kicked-puppy-like. He nodded slowly, “Mhm… But, this is good too!”
He likes me.
He likes me.
He likes me.
Hoooooly shit.
“Ah, oh no, I didn’t give you an answer, did I?” His usually soft eyes now filled with panic. “Don't tell me I'm too late, I’ll be your valentine!”
The chocolates, surely, would be sweet. But the sensation of your lips meeting his, the undeniable warmth he bestowed upon you — it was sweeter than anything. ♡
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(a/n) lmao guess what. i got sick again. i was sick last month and i mfucking sick and dying again and the only thing saving me is shitty couhg medicine that doesn't even work and like expired coughdrops my couhgdrop supply is running low and oh god i don't THINK IM GOINNA MAKE IT-
hahah anyways remember when i said id come back. well . guess what. ive been working on original works for a while now, but the delulu has indeed returned ( for longer than a week this time, hopefully )
i did work on some stuff during my inactivity! the post will probably be out tomorrow, but please don't be upset if i push the date back :)
anyways whipped up this quick drabble so all of you could be well fed on valentines. remember that its okay to be single on this day, and that there are plenty of other people out there like you. there is no shame in being single, and i love every one of you ! mwah <33
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cosmicwolf978 · 7 months
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September 21st, 1987.
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…What I am about to do has not been approved by the Vatican.
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ivyppoison · 7 months
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thank you sm for the tag @messylustt <33
search your name + core in pinterest and post the first nine things you find
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i love this so so much & i also love how i have the same name as the goddess, maxine minx <33
no pressure tags: @ciinnamilke @stvrlighttgabss @poisonedprose @saintlulls @ouchvns @daltopia @solutopia @juneberrie & anyone else who wants to do this <3
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knigato · 8 months
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PRINCESS PEACH: SHOWTIME!
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yzzart · 5 months
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"One of the best things about this movie is getting to work with you."
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★ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒! ⤵
✩ ‧₊˚ #between white sheets. → a lazy morning with your boyfriend after a long night.
✩ ‧₊˚ #a revelation between songs. → you, Tom and Rachel had an idea to create playlists for your characters.
✩ ‧₊˚ #"This suits me better." → Tom and you wear the same jacket and it doesn't go unnoticed by your fans.
✩ ‧₊˚ #An unplanned situation. → a small gesture, with a sweet intention, revealed a promising secret.
✩ ‧₊˚ #"Oh, hello, Vogue!" → invited by Vogue, you and Tom participate in a famous panel about answering quick questions.
✩ ‧₊˚ #"Just married, according to fans." → you and Tom look like an elderly married couple, say your fans and the rest of the cast.
✩ ‧₊˚ #"Watching the snowflakes." → you and tom enjoy some free time at winter camp.
✩ ‧₊˚ #An unfair test. → do you, Rachel and Josh, really, know Tom?
✩ ‧₊˚ #"According to fan questions..." → invited for another interview, you and Tom answer some questions that fans asked you.
✩ ‧₊˚ #almost caught. → after you and Tom assumed your relationship, your fans carefully observe every detail of all of your interviews.
✩ ‧₊˚ #day off, and just enjoy! → you and Tom try to enjoy your free time with each other's company and competing against each other.
✩ ‧₊˚ #behind an actress's gallery. → what do you keep in your gallery?
✩ ‧₊˚ #"Oh, the lovebirds." → another compilation between you and tom? we have!
✩ ‧₊˚ #"A peculiar moment." → at an event and being the host, Tom interviews the first person of the night, you.
✩ ‧₊˚ #"Definitely an old couple." → your fans are obsessed with compilations of you and tom being an old married couple.
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mirrorhouse · 2 months
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fun date ideas
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kisses4kaia · 4 months
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on my knees, foaming at the mouth, begging for more sub coryo
u guys are so funny oh my goodness😭 (slight au where sejanus did not die because we love him🥰) i got a bit carried away as you can see!! but that’s ok !!!! also, university!corio .. okok go read now plz enjoy and reblog :)
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being the girlfriend of the winner to the plinth prize whilst simultaneously biting your tongue constantly was no easy feat.
every thoughtless, careless, borderline sexist, comment corio received from older men—and even some of your male peers—along the lines of, “oh, she’s a pretty little thing, isn’t she? bet you keep her on her knees, huh?” (whilst you were right there, mind you!), infuriated you beyond belief and typically made corio tense up and awkwardly brush them off.
because no, corio did not always keep you on your knees. as a matter of fact, it was quite the opposite. you had him on his knees, every night, begging and pleading for a taste of you. and if he was a good boy, he would get one. you were assertive, not cruel.
you so badly wished you could shut them down, tell them exactly how it is, but you still loved and respected corio, and you knew what might happen to his reputation if that kind of secret got out.
so you kept on biting your tongue.
and tonight, corio’s arm is snaked around your torso and his large palm rests on the small of your back.
you’re at a elite party he was invited to, making friendly conversation with clemensia and sejanus while throwing witty comments back and forth with your boyfriend, when all of a sudden, one of crassus snow’s old friends come up to the both of you and it goes how you would expect; however, this time, something’s different.
this time, he laughs boisterously and nods, agreeing with the crude comment the man made. coriolanus shakes his hand and says “oh, absolutely. would you expect any less from my father’s son?”
you are fucking appalled, and the astounded expression on your face doesn’t do much to hide it.
when the old man whose name you didn’t bother to remember finally leaves, corio finally looks down at you to see your narrow eyes shooting daggers into his.
you say no words and storm off, and he’s hot on your trail. “baby? baby, hold up, slow down!”
you heed no mind to his words, and only stop your stampede when you find an unoccupied bedroom and drag him inside.
it was glamorous, which was to be expected, considering the host of the party was volumnia gaul; she always was one for dramatic flare. the ceiling was high and the walls were crowned in gold paint. the layout was simple, there was nothing but a queen-sized bed, an empty dresser, and bare vanity gracing its presence, all but proving that it was not it use, and perfectly fine for you to punish coriolanus in.
“what the fuck was that?” your voice is scornful and with the way your face twists up and contorts into a look of contempt, he knows he’s in for it.
he stumbles over his words, trying to think of a way he can phrase his words to deescalate the situation, lessen the blow for himself. “i-i’m sorry. i don’t know what i was thinking. please, honey. please forgive me. i’m begging you,”
the last phrase causes you to look up at him before smirking wickedly, “are you?”
you can see it dawn on him, the realization that you really are going to make him beg—the proper way, down on his knees.
he sighs ashamedly before letting his knees buckle, right one hitting the ground, the left following suit.
the slicked back hair on his scalp gleams perfectly underneath the warm overhead lighting the small chandelier provides, and his glossy, devastatingly blue, eyes are boring into yours as his bottom lip begins to quiver ever so slightly.
“i’m so, so, so, fucking, sorry. i’m so stupid, i just didn’t want him to think lowly of my fathers kin. i fucked up, i know, just, please, please, forgive me,”
he sounds like he’s on the verge of tears when he speaks and you can’t help but revel in how hot this all is. having one of the most powerful men in the capitol at your feet, pleading for you, you have to work hard in order to conceal the ache between your legs.
“show me, then.” you turn around on him and walk to the bed, sitting, before crossing your legs and leaning back, dangerous, siren eyes inviting corio to crawl to you.
he doesn’t even hesitate before getting on his hands and knees and desperately pawing at the ground, trying to get close to you again. and when he reaches your sat figure, he grabs your ankles, uncrossing them and pulling your high heels off slowly, all before kissing his way up your calf, and up to your mid-thigh, where the slit in your dress begins. he looks up at you pleadingly, expression reading ‘may i?’ and you could praise him for being so polite if he wasn’t enduring punishment.
you nod slightly, raising your hips just enough so corio could hike your dress up, bunching up at your waist.
his eyes stay on yours, watching you intently as he pulls your delicate, lacy, black and pink, panties down your smooth legs, before gently placing them on the floor next to him.
when you part your legs ever so slightly, the eyes boring into yours spark up with excitement and hope. he finally breaks eye contact when he shuts his eyes and lays his tongue flat against your cunt, lapping up the ego-boosting amount of arousal that’s drooling from your achy hole.
he’s so perfect for you, timing his transitions between fucking into you with his tongue and sucking on your clit just the way he’s learned you like just right, never lingering too long on one part of you.
at this point, you have your legs wrapped around his head tight, nearly restricting his facility to breathe, shamelessly moaning and praising his ministrations. “fuck, yes corio! oh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum? yeah? so fucking pathetic,” you spit at him in between borderline moans so pornographic that you’re apprehensive that somebody outside of the four walls you’re in may hear you, but it doesn’t seem to bother you that much, considering the lack of you lowering your own volume.
and the sounds, the sounds are vile, fucking disgusting. his salivated muscle messily dragging all over your labia, his perfectly pouted lips making out with your pussy like he’s in love with it (he is). all of the insanely erotic factors of this moment don’t do anything to hold off your impending release, and with a weak cry of the boy beneath you’s name, sweet syrup leaks out from your tight hole lands onto corio’s anticipating tongue, and you can feel him smile against you at the taste of it.
he drinks it all down in no time and when he continues to lather his tongue all over your clit, not seeming to want to be done, you have to physically pull his head away from you as a result of overstimulation.
he frowns but when he sees the look on your face, your exhausted, satisfied, fucked-out, face, he has to bite his lip to contain his smile.
“i did good?” there’s a special twinkle to his eye, and you find it all-enamoring.
“so good,”
“you forgive me?”
“yes, but next time you pull some shit like that, i’ll jerk you off under the dinner table, you hear me?”
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lachatalovematcha · 21 days
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enhalpy · 1 year
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hii far 🧸
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cabotwife · 3 months
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"maybe in another universe i'm able to express emotions other than anger.."
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the other universe:
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bruisedboys · 4 months
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FINNICK X SHY READER PLS PLS PLS
okay okay here’s a few of my thoughts on finnick x shy!r … as a little treat 😁
finnick odair x shy!fem!reader
finnick odair who always has a hand on your hip, or the small of your back, when you’re in public places because he knows how overwhelming it can get for you. he’ll keep his hand there to let him know he’s with you, and he’s there if you need anything, and if you want to escape and go somewhere quiet he’s more than happy to help you with that.
finnick who lets you cling to him at all times, whenever you want, you can hold onto his arm or hang off his chest like a leech, he doesn’t care. he enjoys it, actually, loves feeling like you trust him enough to know he’ll look after you. he’ll let you play with his fingers when you need to, hook your hands around his elbow when you want him to lead the way. he feeds into your shy clinginess as if it’s his sworn duty to look after you. and, well, he’s pretty certain it is.
finnick who praises you after you attend big events with lots of people, like after a capitol party where you had to plaster a smile on and talk to so many people you didn’t know, dance with strange men, shake hands with important capitol officials, who you knew only wanted to get to you to get to finnick. after all the formalities are over, he’ll find an excuse to leave the party early, then take you to his room and colour you with kisses. between heavy kisses he’ll tell you, “you did so good, sweetheart,” and “you were so brave tonight, baby,” and you think you’d do it a million times over if it means he gonna talk to you like that afterwards.
finnick who has fun teasing you, because you get so, so, shy from the smallest things and he thinks it’s really cute (and it maybe boosts his ego just a little bit). he loves whispering overzealous compliments or dirty jokes in your ear while you’re in public to see your reaction. usually you’ll just get hot in the cheeks and avoid looking him in the eye, but if you’re feeling brave you’ll elbow him in the ribs or step on his foot. he loves hovering over you with a knee between your legs and telling you how pretty you look, loves burying his face in your neck to kiss your sweet spot, loves the way you shiver when he does.
finnick who looks after you the best way you could ever imagine (and more!) he’s so soft on shy!you and it’s just a dream <3
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hhayden222 · 5 months
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-she lovesss Frank Ocean and The Weeknd smmmm
-she’s actually an angel bro she’s so sentimental and sensitive when it comes to the people she cares about
-she swears she can rap but she actually can’t rap for shit, she actually can’t even rhyme man. 🙁
-she LOVESSSS doing stuff late at night. likeee she’d randomly ask you randomly at like 2am if you want to drive to 7/11 and get cinnamon rolls 😭😭
-she’d do something that you’d call cute and she’ll be all like “no i’m not cute don’t say that”. BUT SHES ACTUALLY SUCH A CUTE PIE!!
-this is random but i just know she LOVESSSS true crime. and she literally just responds to the most gory shit ever using onomatopoeia. she could hear the most foul description ever and just be like “uhhh” (as in a different version of “ewww”)
-her favorite word would be “yesterday”, don’t ask why.
-when you volunteer to do her hair she’s like “nooo it looks good” even though it looks like it hasn’t been touched in ages
-she adores subway sandwiches. like SO much, if you guys aren’t cooking at home she’s like “can we get subway then?” and she always gets the one with meatballs
-she definitely prefers instagram reels over tiktok. because “they’re funnier and they’re way more mature than tiktok”
-bro she post pictures of your everywhere. EVEN FUCKING PINTEREST MAN. she just wants everyone to know that you’re hers and she’s yours.
-i think she knows how to recite the alphabet backwards
-she’s your biggest fan man, she comments on every single post of yours.
THANK YOU GUYS FOR JOINING ME BACK WITH ANOTHER (hopefully) BANGER!!! HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED SEE YALL IN THE NEXT ONE!!.
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cosmicwolf978 · 1 year
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@slugs-at-midnight u have a very big brain, genius idea
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