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#i love you I give u a little smooch on the head
troutlawyer · 2 years
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I’ve been seeing a lot of misandrist biphobia around tiktok the internet and as a raging lesbian I just wanted to let every bisexual woman and, hell, every queer person attracted to men know that I would rather see horny posts about Man Tits absolutely DOMINATING my dashboard than see even ONE remark about how you are soooo Unfortunate to be Cursed with Man-Liker Disease.
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teddybeartoji · 2 months
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bi!toji you mean the world to me<333
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clandestineloki · 9 months
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miguel o'hara x shy crybaby housewife!reader
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cw: non-graphic mentions of violence, suggestive bit at the end lmk if u want an nsfw of this!!
ok but imagine shy lil missus o'hara who's a stay at home wife while miguel goes off to either alchemax or to fight some bad guys
and miguel comes home stressed all the time but just a touch of her hand on his shoulder grounds him after all that fighting
and miguel is tired but happy, grateful for his little love taking such good care of him :)) giving you a forehead kiss before he goes off to the bathroom, settling in the perfectly warm bath prepared for him before indulging in his little wife's amazing cooking 
but one night when he comes home a little bit more tense than usual
she's very tense
she's heard him yelling at his subordinates over the phone and yelling at dumb-ass cops who get in the way of him stopping some thief
and while miguel has always been soft and kind and gentle with her, she's scared that she'll accidentally do something wrong :((
so miguel walks past her, exhausted, and almost smiles at the smell of dinner
no forehead kiss for her :(( poor baby
sitting at the dining table head in his hands as he mumbles about not getting the chance to grab a snack, let alone a break in spanish
and she knows he's hungry, but she knows his whole body will be aching if he doesn't take a bath to regulate his body temperature
but poor baby doesn't know how to say it without him possibly snapping at her :((
she's standing on the other side of the table nervously fidgeting with the dish towel and finding the right words to say
"y-you... you gotta t-take a bath f-first..."
miguel sighs into his hands. "i know, but im really hungry, cariño..."
"b-but... if you don't... you'll be s-sore..."
he looks up, brows furrowing. "what?"
he was genuinely confused why you seemed so scared of him, but his voice came out a bit more bluntly than he meant it to.
your eyes widen and you look down. "n-nothing," you mumble, tears beginning to well up in your eyes. "sorry."
"hey, hey, baby..." miguel stands up, walking over to you and pulling you into his arms. "what's wrong? did i say something?"
"no..." you sniffle, "jus thought i made you mad..."
"no, no, no, i'm not mad," he kisses all over u: your teary eyes, your wobbling lips, your forehead, the tip of ur nose
miguel kisses you deeply and then hugs you close to him. "im not mad, i promise. i'm just so so tired and hungry and the food smelled so good i'm gonna die if i don't get to taste it," he whispers, laughing when you giggle at his declaration.
"the bath can wait," he caresses your cheek with his hand.
"b-but you're gonna get cramps tomorrow if-"
he cuts you off with a big smooch to your face. "it doesn't matter. im staying home tomorrow."
"wh-what?!" you look up at him as he sits down, pulling you into his lap. "but you have work- and- and you're spiderman- and-"
he shakes his head, running his fingers through your hair.
"i'm your husband first, and all that other shit second."
miguel sighs, pulling you closer.
"i know i haven't been taking care of you the way i should be."
before you can interject about how he's doing so much already, he presses a finger against your lips.
"ssh. and alchemax and the cops don't really give a shit about me, can probably last every other day without me there. they'd probably have a field day without this jackass there," he chuckles. "but you, baby, i need to return the favor- ah, ah! let me finish, gatita- return the favor for keeping this place a safe space for me."
a kiss here, a kiss there. "entiendes?"
you nod, hugging him. "just glad you're home," you mumble, nuzzling into his neck.
he spends the rest of that hour enjoying the food you made for him while also feeding you and rattling all about the thugs he stopped that day.
then he pulls you into the bath with him, despite your protests, and laughs as he splashes you with the soapy water, making you squeal and threaten to spray him with the shower nozzle
then the two of you dry up and snuggle in bed, not bothering to put on any clothes. miguel smiles down at you and you smile up at him, before he rolls you on your back and crawls over you to make the sweetest yet roughest love to show you just how thankful he is for having a sweet lil thing like u to come home to <3
(part 2 is here~)
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sparklingchim · 9 months
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too hot to handle;m | jjk
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pairing: jungkook x reader
word count: 5.3k
rating: 18+
genre: hockeyplayer!jungkook, richgirlie!oc, brother’s best friend, college!au, fwb
warnings: belly button smoochies !!!!, they banter a lot hihi, oral (m receiving), protected sex, dick slaps on the face 🫢, mentions of underage drinking, spanking, spitting, dirty talk, oc loves reality tv shows & jk just puts up w it, groping, praise, a sprinkle of jealousy😋, INTRODUCING A KITTY CAT !!!! pls she is the cutest <3
summary: pov: it's a hot summer day, and naturally, your brother's best friend can't take his eyes off your scantily clad body.
a/n: wow it's been so long!! but here's a lil summer fic!! love u hope u like it MWAH 😙
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“I can’t believe those people can’t keep their dick in for just a little while.” Jungkook tilts his head in a disapproving way. “There’s so much money at stake and you're risking it just cause you’re horny?”
You silently giggle at the way his brows knit. The judgement that contorts his face is the exact opposite of his earlier claims that he doesn’t care about silly reality tv shows that are obviously pre-arranged and scripted.
“Oh, don’t act like it’d be easy for you.” You poke his calf with your foot. “You’re a very horny person, Jungkook.” You look up at him with your chin resting against his bare chest and give him a pointed look.
His bottom lip juts out as he ponders your words. “I don’t think so,” he finally says.
You gasp in mock surprise, pushing yourself away from with your palms against shoulders. You lie nearly completely on top of him, one leg thrown across his body. “That is a bold statement coming from you.”
Jungkook toys with the strap of your lacy camisole. “Honestly, I think you are hornier than me.”
You blink multiple times. “Me?” You point to yourself. “No, it’s you.” You nudge his bare, husky chest with your nail – you got your nails done for summer, the tips are painted in the cutest pastel colours.
He catches your finger and swiftly interlaces his hand with yours. “Nuh-uh. It’s not me,” he denies. “Who was the one to initiate things between us?”
“That has nothing to do with this,” you argue. “You just never initiated anything because you’re scared of my brother.” A mischievous twinkle unfolds in your eyes. Jungkook should be paid for the obnoxious number of times he has to put up with your bratty ass.
Jungkook rolls his pretty eyes. “I wouldn’t be on his fucking couch cuddling with his sister if I was scared, hm?” He looks across the hallway, pointing with his chin to Taehyung’s room. “Where even is he?”
“I dunno. Said he’d come home late.”
His fingers slip away from yours and he holds his palm against yours.
“You’ve got long fingers,” you say, staring at the size difference.
“Your nails are pretty.” He mindlessly brushes his fingers over them.
You excitedly tap your fingertips against his hand. “I know, right? Thank you!” You lean down and give his belly button a kiss.
“Another one?”
You giggle foolishly, planting another smooch on his tummy. Then you rest your head on his belly and refocus on the show playing on the television.
His palm lies on the small of your back, thumb gently stroking your exposed skin. “You were, like, all over me, though. Last year, I mean.”
“Excuse me?” you turn your head.
“Last year during summer break, when Taehyung and I surprised you.”
“I know what you mean,” you tell him. You drop his hand on his lap, a frown blossoming on your face. “But that was not the case at all.”
Okay, perhaps he is correct – but to your defence, you were struggling with your first real heartbreak around that time and needed a little distraction.
“I just wanted to get the charger and leave,” he argues with a pout, playing all innocent with those damned doe eyes
“No.” You give him an appalled look. “You were literally standing in my room staring at me.”
“Well, I didn’t expect to find you like that.”
“You barged into my room, what were you expe-”
“I didn’t barge into your room,” he clarifies. “Your door was ajar, so I assumed you’d be decent.”
You shake your head disapprovingly. “Knocking is basic etiquette.”
“Whatever,” he sighs and his hand on your back sneaks beneath your top. “You initiated it, though. Practically threw yourself at me.”
You scoff, frowning up at him. “Need a trip down memory lane?”
Jungkook smirks amusedly. His dimple pops out adorably. “What?” He twirls a strand of your hair around his finger. “Wanna show me what we did?”
You roll your eyes, despite your heart skipping a beat. “You wouldn’t last a second on the show.” You tilt your head towards the flat screen tv.
“I have a hot girl in my arms – gonna blame a boy for trying?”
Jungkook clearly knows how to get you. And you hate that he knows when he’s got you. His smile grows bigger and his hand wanders down to your ass, barely covered with your tiny shorts, and delivers a little smack.
“C’mere,” he whispers and pulls you on top of him. “Wanna make you scream louder than you did earlier.”
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one year ago
For you, summer doesn’t quite begin until it’s the perfect day to lie on the sun lounger in a cute bikini, sipping on a cold drink and bask in the gentle warmth with good music in your ears. It’s the perfect way to relax and unwind.
Lucky for you, today is one of those summer days – just perfect enough to spend the entire day resting by the pool. The sun is high in the sky, casting a warm glow on your skin.
Better than Revenge by Taylor Swift is blasting through your phone while you placidly flip the page of a memoir about love.
As you look up from the book, you notice that your little grey cat Moon has left your lap. She was sunbathing with you, lying flat on her belly with her limbs outstretched, but she must’ve slipped into the house a while ago. You dog ear the page and place the book on the small table beside you.
The sun dances on the water, creating a beautiful mosaic of light and shadow. A little slice of heaven on earth, you think. You love spending time in the backyard. It’s peaceful and tranquil.
And that’s when you hear the patter of feet running across the grass from behind, and before you’re able to realise what’s happening, two bodies jump into the pool, the water splashes everywhere – including you.
“What the-” You shut your eyes closed despite the sunglass perched on the bridge of your nose. Water droplets hit your face. You pull your sunglasses up to your forehead.
Two heads pop out of the water. “Hi.” Jungkook is the first to speak up. He sends a sweet smile in your direction, his hand doing a little wave.
Your heart beats faster at the sight of him. Unthinkingly, you slowly mimic the wave with your hand. Your gaze wanders over to the tattoo wreathing his shoulder, peeking out of the water, and the way the droplets run from his face to his neck before your eyes shift to your brother.
Taehyung is fixing his hair, a huge grin plastered on his face.
“What are you guys doing here?” You grab the towel next to you to dry yourself off. “Isn’t it Thursday? I thought you were coming back on Friday?”
“Surprise!” Your brother yells from the pool. When Taehyung notices the pout on your lips, he gives you a quizzical look. “You’re not happy to see me?” He pushes himself out of the pool and walks over to you.
“I had planned to bake you a cake,” you explain sullenly and stand up.
“A cake? For what?”
“Just a little welcome back cake.” You shrug. “Mum bought me the pink Smeg stand mixer and I wanted to try it out.”
“Well, that’s fine. We could bake together?” He opens his arms, and despite him being wet everywhere, you rush into the hug.
“Missed you,” you mumble into his arm. Immediate comfort surrounds you. "But it’s no fun being in the kitchen with you.”
“Yah.” He shoves you away. “Be grateful that I’m letting you ruin my kitchen with all your stuff.”
“Ruin?” you repeat offended. “As far as I know you barely even have anything in your kitchen – let alone your apartment. I’ll decorate everything really pretty, just trust me.”
Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Jungkook pushing himself out of the pool. Taehyung restricts your sight a little, so you take a subtle step to the side. But the second you have a clear view of Jungkook, you instantly regret it.
His arms have gotten bigger – stronger, buffer, just everything – and the water running down his sculpted body is pitifully failing at making this scene less salivating. Oh, and his thighs. His wet swim shorts cling to them, leaving exactly nothing to the imagination.
You hastily look away when Jungkook catches your eyes.
“You missed me too?” Jungkook chips in, standing next to Taehyung. Jungkook wears a cheeky grin and stretches his arms out.
With faux reluctance, you give in. “I guess,” you mutter and gingerly hug him. Jungkook’s big hands are on your back and you feel the slightest tingle.
“You guess?” he scoffs.
He pulls you back and peers down at you beneath his wet locks. You’re a little blinded by the proximity of his gorgeous face. His piercings twinkle in the sun just like is eyes do when he looks at you.
When his hands clasp your waist, you know exactly what he’s scheming.
“Jungkook, don’t.” You try to push him away, but he obviously won’t budge.
“When are you gonna learn that teasing me by the pool never ends well for you?” He cocks his head.
You feel Taehyung’s hand on your shoulder. “You did this to yourself.”
You huff, trying to plead with your eyes. “Jungkook. I really don’t want to get my hair wet.”
“You don’t want me to throw you into the pool?”
“No.” Your mouth twists into a pout. Maybe he’ll spare you for cuteness. Your hands travel to his arms. Or maybe you can distract him enough to let you go.
“Too bad.” Jungkook throws you over his shoulder with an annoying grin. You kick his back with your fists, but it’s hopeless. “That’s, like, one of my favourite summer activities.”
And then he leaps into the pool with you.
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You admit, you did indeed have fun goofing around with them in the pool – you're still pissed at Jungkook for tossing you into the water though.
“You’ve been alone the whole day?” Taehyung asks when all three of you are out of the pool.
“Yeah, mum and dad said they’d come home later.”
“Why haven’t you invited someone over?”
“Just wanted to enjoy some me time.” You point to your copy of Everything I Know About Love. “I was reading a little.”
“How are thing with Doyoon? Haven’t heard from him in a while.”
It is a reasonable question, given that you haven’t updated Taehyung on your relationship status for, like, a month now. But you’d rather talk about anything but your ex.
“I don’t know,” you reply indifferently. When you spot little Moon plodding around the garden you swoop her up into your arms. “Have you greeted Moonie yet? She’s missed you.” The tiny grey kitty purrs in your hold.
“I spent like 20 minutes cuddling her in the living room when we got here.” Taehyung pets her under her chin and her purring intensifies. “So, what’s with Doyoon? You two had a fight?”
Jungkook joins the kitty cuddles and gives Moon belly rubs.
“I broke up with him.”
Both boys stop their movements. Moon complains meekly at the sudden lack of petting.
“You broke up with him?” Jungkook asks perplexed.
You’re aware it sounds shocking that the girl with huge separation anxiety and attachment issues broke up with her boyfriend of nearly a year, but that is exactly what you did.
“What did he do?” Taehyung's eyebrows are knitted, flashing you a glowering gaze.
You know he is not mad at you – even though he doesn’t particularly like when you keep things hidden from him – but mad at the fact that someone hurt you and he wasn’t there to protect you.
You just shrug.
“How long ago was that?” Taehyung continues his inquiry.
“Uh, like a month ago or so?” You let Moon hop onto the grass. She immediately goes to rub her head against Jungkook’s leg.
“___, if you want me to-”
“Tae, I’m fine. Really.”
“We’ll talk about this later.” In Jungkook’s direction he says, “I’ll get us some towels.” And then he disappears into the house.
Jungkook steps closer to you, now with Moon in his embrace, and changes the subject. “Watchu been up to?” He pinches your cheek. “Senior year was fine without us?”
Frowning, you shove his arm away. “Believe it or not, but school was actually more peaceful without annoying boys in the hallways.”
Jungkook snorts a laugh at your jab. His dimples popping out distract you a little and all you think about is cute and how badly you want to poke them. But instead, you cross your arms in front of your chest.
“So, everything’s been fine?” he asks. “You’re excited for college? Being roomies with Taehyung?” Jungkook’s eyes shimmer teasingly – how could they not, his doe eyes look the sparkliest around you.
Now, you don’t want to seem rude. But when you thought about moving out and finally having the freedom you had dreamed of for so long, you didn’t reckon with the fact that your parents had already arranged your move out without you. You had tabs of pretty apartments near campus saved on your laptop when your mum nonchalantly asked at dinner a few months ago if Taehyung had already removed the furniture from his guest bedroom so you could furnish it to your liking.
You were a little upset – still are upset, but there's nothing you can do.
It’s a sore subject, so you bite the side of your lip sulkily. “Why? Do you wanna move in? I heard you only got a tiny dorm.” You keep your nose in the air.
“Oh no, I love my apartment. I love having my own space and not having to share it with anyone.” Jungkook shakes his head at your wrong assumption, all innocently. “It’s not big, but perfect for one person.” He shrugs. “Will you be fine with only one room to yourself, princess?” He actually flashes you a smile – taunting you with those sickeningly wicked lips and round eyes – but you just roll your eyes at his silly remark and turn on your heel, sashaying your way back to the sun lounger.
“I’m good.” You pick up your towel from the small table to dry you off. “I’ll be perfectly fine. I don’t think I’ll be home much anyway.” You imitate his smile from just a moment ago. “Wanna have the full college experience.” You think you see his face falter for the tiniest second before he recovers.
“Told Taehyung that too?”
You purse your lips in naivety. “Of course he knows.”
“Oh, yeah?” He quirks his brow. You catch his eyes as they dip down to watch you drying your chest.
You blink. “What do you mean – yeah, of course I told him.” You have to contain your laughter when perplexity falls over Jungkook’s face. “What are you thinking of?” Your head falls sideways, mouth curving upwards.
“No, what are you thinking of?”
“Oh, I’m thinking of spending my time in the library to study, maybe explore some cute cafes nearby to study in – oh, creating study groups and having study buddies would be fun!” you exclaim. “And obviously cheering for Taehyung and you,” – you give him a pointed look – “at your games.” You throw the now damp towel back on the lounger. “What were you thinking of?”
He shakes his head, pouty mouth denying that he was thinking of something else. He’s guilelessly rubbing Moon’s back, who has quickly fallen into a little nap in his arms.
“Cheering us on, hm?”
“Just like old times,” you say. “Think I should apply as a cheerleader again?”
Jungkook toys with his lip ring and you hate when he does it because you already have a hard time not blatantly staring at his mouth as it is.
“You-” He stops abruptly.
“What?” you ask, trying to pull the words from him, the tip of your tongue pressing against your top lip.
“You looked good in your cheerleader uniform.” His eyes dart mindlessly over your body.
A short giggle escapes you. “I know, right? Thank you!” You give him a sweet smile over your shoulder as you walk pass Taehyung, who just stepped outside with two towels in his hand.
“Where’re you going?” Taehyung halts next to you.
“Thought I’d make us some drinks,” you reply.
Taehyung gives you a long stare. “That’s what you’ve been up to the past weeks?”
You wave dismissively. “No, not at all.”
But Taehyung can tell when you lie – can smell it from anywhere. It’s something you hate and love at the same time. Sometimes you just want to be left alone, and sometimes, when your guard is up high, he allows you to feel vulnerable through his endless poking and snooping.
“Maybe a little.” An apologetic smile forms on your mouth, eyes going rounder when you hear Taehyung sigh.
Okay, maybe you did drink a little more than you’d like to admit – you got your heart broken. What’s a girl gonna do? – but never too much. And never when you were on your own. Being drunk alone is no fun.
“I promise it’s not that serious,” you say. Nothing a little crying, cuddles from Moon and journaling at night can’t cure. Your visits at stationery stores have been a tad bit excessive this past month – but for good reason.
His eyes tell you that he’s going to confront you about this later. He nods his head to the kitchen inside. “Don’t go too overboard, yeah?”
“Oh, I’ll make you one of my specialties!”
Taehyung doesn’t join your enthusiasm. Instead, he scowls. “Specialties? ___, when did you-”
You hop into the house, not listening anymore. Once he gets a taste of your drink, his grumpy face will ask for another one instead of grumbling about your recklessness.
~
You don’t know what Taehyung and Jungkook are up to, but you hope they took your advice seriously when you told them to put on sunscreen if they want to spend more time outside.
You’re fresh out of a shower. The steam in your bathroom follows you into your bedroom – despite the hot temperatures, you can’t bring yourself to shower with cold water.
With a fluffy towel around you and your kitty ears headband on, you poke your head into your wardrobe to search for clothes.
You just fetched a cute pair of panties when you hear your door fly open.
“Taehyung needs a charger can you-”
Jungkook immediately shuts up.
Your panties slip from your fingers. His eyes move aimlessly over your body until he realises what he’s doing. Flustered, he turns his head around and sees the door wide open. Jungkook quickly closes it, and you don’t know why – maybe he doesn’t want anyone seeing you like this, you think he mentioned earlier that Namjoon was gonna come over too, or maybe he doesn’t want someone seeing him in this untimely situation.
Your cheeks feel on fire. “He needs a phone charger?” you ask when he shifts his gaze back at you.
“Yeah.” You almost giggle at the way he tries not to look down at your body. He already had trouble with that in the backyard.
You pad through your room to find your charger.
“I’m not sure where I put it.” You feel his eyes on you and inevitably, your entire body gradually starts feeling hot. You bend down to take a peek under your bed, tightly holding the towel in front of your chest to keep it from sliding down, but you come up empty-handed.
Jungkook clears his throat. “You know – I think he’ll be fine. If he doesn’t find his I can get mine from home.”
Returning to him, you quickly snatch your panties from the ground and throw them back into your wardrobe.
“Maybe I left it in the living room,” you say, eyes trailing over his bare chest. If he’s not subtle about staring, you won’t be either.
“I’ll tell him to look there.”
You nod. And he nods. But no one moves.
“That looks cute.” He nods towards your headband.
“Oh.” You touch the soft material of your headband. “Thank you.”
“I probably should head back.”
“You really want to leave?”
That elicits a surprised snort from him. “Do you want me to stay?” His eyebrows shoot up.
“I dunno.” You toy with the front of your towel. “Maybe?”
The crooked smile that appears on his face gives you the last push. You’ve got Jungkook alone in your room in nothing but his swim shorts – you'd be a fool not to try.
His eyes are locked on your fingers playing with your towel. Jungkook takes a step towards you. When he raises his tatted arm and gently outlines the curve of your waist with his fingertip, you let go of your towel. With a dull thud it pools around your feet.
“I-” Jungkook is speechless as he stares at your exposed body His doe eyes are wider than you’ve ever seen them. He averts his gaze to your face, pointing his thumb to the door. His mouth parts, but no words come past them.
“Don’t leave.” A little frown scrunches your face. “Do you want to leave?”
“We shouldn’t-” Jungkook shakes his head, eyes furtively glimpsing at your body again before lifting them up. “You sure?” he asks. “You want this?” Hesitantly, his tongue fiddles with his piercing.
You nod and reach for his hand, grabbing a few fingers to drag him closer to you.
“You want this?” he repeats. “Need you to say it. Please.” He’s staring deep into your eyes and you see the desire and restraint striving against each other in his. His question lingering in the air controls his mixed emotions.
“I want this.” You tug him even closer.
His longing glances are all over you – he can’t seem to dwell too long on one curve, he needs to memorise it all.
“Fuck it,” he whispers. And then he cups your jaw, roughly going in for a messy kiss.
You stumble a few steps back, but Jungkook catches you, his fingers dip into the soft skin of your waist. A sigh from you mingles into the kiss. You didn’t think kissing Jungkook would feel so good. But his lips are ridiculously smooth, and he moves his mouth in a fashion that has you yearning for more. Your hands vanish in his hair, teasingly pulling at his damp locks.
He pulls back, breathing heavy. “This is so wrong.” He nuzzles his head into your neck.
“He won’t know.” When you feel his teeth sinking into your skin, you yank him back. “He will if you're gonna suck hickeys on me.”
“You just taste so fucking good,” he mumbles.
You pepper kisses along his jaw before you slowly sink on your knees. The bulge in his shorts stares right at you. Giddy sparks flash through your eyes while you look up at Jungkook.
“You’re not doing this because you drank, right?” His knuckles brush over your cheek.
“Huh?” you feel dizzy, little pink hearts swell up in front of your eyes, the longer you stare into his dreamy face. When you register his question, you deny it with a strong shake of your head. “I’m not drunk.”
He tips your chin up. “You promise?”
“I didn’t put anything in my drink,” you assure him. “I promise.”
With a smile playing on your lips, you place a kiss on his belly button before pulling down his swim shorts. The pink hearts grow even bigger when his cock pops out. It’s a pretty cock – veiny and thick, his tip glistening with a teeny tiny dab of pre-cum. You’ve never been more excited to put a dick in your mouth.
You have one palm around his cock and guide his head to your mouth. You stick your tongue out and sweep it over his slit. The muscles on his abdomen tense. Even the slightest reactions from him excites you, cheeks turning warm in eagerness.
A breathy moan escapes Jungkook at the feeling of your warm lips wrapped around his head and his fingers slide over your kitty ears headband to the back of your head. You like the feeling of his hand on you. It elicits a tingly sensation in your tummy. You take more of him, relaxing your throat as you go.
“Good girl.” His hushed praise has wetness pooling between your thighs. Your fist curled around his cock tightens fleetingly.
More quiet moans fill the room as you bob your head, tongue swirling around his length. You pull off his dick with a lewd sound and pump his cock while you suck on his balls. Jungkook’s head falls back, flaunting his pretty throat you’d die to adorn with your love bites all over.
Dragging your lips over his cock again, his palm pushes your head forward. Almost his entire length vanishes in your mouth and the corner of your eyes start shimmering with tears.
“Fuck, that’s right.” He holds you there, savouring the feeling of your lips pulled taut around his swollen cock. “Taking my cock so good.” When you retract with a gag, his thumb brushes your tear away. “But still too big, huh?”
“You wanna teach me how to take all of it?” You bat your eyes.
Jungkook grins, flashing you his bunny teeth. He glides his tip over your plush lips and to your cheek. “Think you could take it all?”
“If you teach me well enough.” Your palms rest against his muscular thighs. You squeeze them and your mouth turns round in awe of their firmness.
He taps his cock on your face a couple times. “Another time, princess. Just wanna fuck your mouth right now.” Jungkook presses his dick on your mouth. “Open.”
With his cock back in your mouth, he starts moving his hips. He doesn’t force his cock in too far, just enough to have you teary eyed.
“Scoot over there.” His voice his husky as he pulls his dick from your mouth, it distracts you a little from what he’s instructed you to do until Jungkook nudges your shoulder and nods his chin to the back. You crawl backwards on your knees, palms on his thighs. When he’s satisfied, he leans in for a short kiss and you kneel comfortably on the plush carpet beneath you.
He strokes himself, eyebrows drawn together as he ogles your body through his hooded eyes. You could sit here for hours watching him play with himself. He’s just so hot. You love watching hot men do anything.
“Wanna fuck you,” he rasps, words laced with thick, deep lust. He pushes his hair back before it falls prettily into his face. “Can I fuck you?”
Unbeknownst to him, you would do anything he asked you to do now.
When you raise to your feet Jungkook asks, “Can you keep quiet?”
Offence is written on your face as you pad to your nightstand. “Don’t worry. This isn’t the first time I’ve snuck a boy into my room.”
“Who would’ve thought you’re such a dirty girl, hm?” He snatches the condom from your drawer before you can reach for it. He’s practised in tearing the wrapper open and rolling it over his cock. “Bend over your desk for me.”
You prop yourself up on your elbows, arching your back for him. He shoves two fingers up your pussy and you have to bite down your lip to stifle a moan.
“So wet for me already.” Jungkook curls his fingers, and you can’t believe how fast he has your thighs trembling.
Withdrawing his fingers, he aligns his tip to your entrance. Jungkook gradually sinks his cock into you.
“Fuck, you’re big,” you whine, brows pinched together.
“You can take it.” Jungkook moves his hips while his fingers grip your ass, kneading the supple flesh. “Your pussy feels so fucking good – fuck.”
Jungkook fucks you fast – fucks you good, you think you already feel your high building up. He sneaks his around your body, pressing his palm on your tummy.
“You like this?” He puts pressure with his hand and your walls clamp around his cock. A moan escapes you. “Good girl,” he coos. “Wanna make you cum for me.”
“Don’t stop – please don’t stop,” you pant, shutting your eyes closed. Your elbows give in and you rest your arms on the desk.
Jungkook’s cock feels undeniably good, rubbing against your sweet spot and making you see stars while you uncontrollably utter tiny moans.
“Gonna cum around my cock?” Jungkook hand collides against your butt. “Be a good girl and cum for me.”
Your climax consumes you in lightning speed. It swamps your wholly, tears well up in your eyes. Your legs are wobbly, but Jungkook has a safe hand around you.
“That’s a good girl,” he whispers.
His hand on your tummy flies up to your tits, rolling them around in his palm while relentlessly fucking you through your high.
“Has any sneaky link made you cum this fast before?” His voice is tinted in something you can’t quiet pinpoint. It’s deep, fierce.
“Nu-uh.” You’re dizzy and breathless, can’t think straight.
“Good.” He lands a smack on your ass.
His breathing intensifies, cock throbbing in your pussy. Pressing his forehead against your shoulder blade, his husky moans fill your ear. Your eyes roll. There’s nothing hotter than men moaning – especially when it’s Jungkook.
With a final thrust he spills his cum inside the condom. He exhales shakily and the tiniest whine falls from his lips. “Fuck.” Both his hands run over the slope of your ass. Jungkook plants a thoughtless kiss on the nape of your neck. “Fucking you might be my favourite now.”
“Found a new favourite summer activity besides throwing me into the pool?” You smile tiredly, peering over your shoulder.
“No – I’m talking favourite activity in general.” He absent-mindedly roams his palms across your back and down to your butt.
A giddy feeling unfurls in your chest. “Well, don’t tell Tae that.”
“Fuck, I should head downstairs.” Jungkook pulls his cock out, coaxing a little whine from you “You have a bin here?”
“In my bathroom.”
While Jungkook gets rid of the condom, you wrap yourself up in the towel again. You need another shower before putting on clothes.
When he steps out, he quickly throws on his swim shorts. “You gonna take a shower?”
“Yeah...need to fix this.”
Genuine confusion spreads on his face. “You look pretty.” With an endearing smile, dimples out and doe eyes sparkling he adds, “Always.”
Something really tightly wraps around your heart. “Thanks.” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip to stop your smile from growing.
The doorbell rings downstairs.
“Oh, is that Joon?” you ask joyfully. “I need him to recommend me some books again! I missed him so much.”
“He has a girlfriend,” Jungkook tells you.
You frown. You’re not stupid – obviously you know he has one. You’ve seen the pictures he shared on his Instagram stories. What kinda guy goes to a ceramic painting place? That was obviously a date.
“I know.”
When Namjoon’s loud voice screaming for Jungkook reaches your ears, your tummy churns.
“You need to leave.” You push Jungkook towards the door. He opens it and swiftly walks out.
“Hey, Namjoon, is that you?” Jungkook yells.
As you watch Jungkook leave your room, you want him back immediately. It feels unfair to get a taste of what his kisses and touches feel like only to have them taken away.
But deep down you know you two can’t repeat this. You wouldn’t be able to keep it from your brother. Eventually, Taehyung would figure it out.
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pt 1 & pt 2 here <3
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sukunasweetheart · 5 months
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oddly specific relationship headcanons with sukuna pt. 2
part 1 here
modern AU, fem!reader, sukuna being an ass as usual (affectionately)
sukuna is a food stealer. he'd rummage through ur home for snacks or food like some raccoon going through the trash. not necessarily bc hes hungry, sometimes it's bc he wants something to chew on, other times its bc he wants to judge your tastes and/or shame you. if ur fridge and cupboards are empty, with barely anything other than a bottle of ketchup in it, he will quite literally give you a silent stare bc hes simply speechless... he will say youre boring, then hes gna get concerned on whether ur eating well or not...
other than going through the things u have at home, he will also take large bites and mouthfuls of whatever you're holding onto outside. be it ice cream, bubble tea, a burger, corndog- he just wants a bite of whatever youre having! he'd then have the audacity to rate it, telling you "hmm, not bad" or "this shit tastes horrible". sometimes he just does it to piss u off, he's just like that.
if you tried the same against him, you'd have to either catch him off guard (nigh impossible) or just beg and plead until hes satisfied enough to share his snack as a treat. otherwise, he's holding the item above ur head and laughing at you. maybe if you pout he'll then finally bend down and give a little smooch on your lips before offering you some.
another thing he loves doing is draping himself all over you... full body weight if youre lying down, leaning against you fully if youre sitting, or resting his chin or arm over your head/shoulder if youre standing. just. using u as a support bc this man is so comfortable with using u as a resting tool HAHA and i know this man heavy as fuck bro *sobs* if u complain abt it, it only fuels him more... (me personally, i'd love if he put his whole body weight on me... pls crush me)
he likes feeling u squirm against him and yelling for help bc ur getting squished LMAO and also, most of the time you can't support his weight for long and you slowly sink down... he always enjoys watching u lose against him one way or another...
i already mentioned previously that he likes playfully smacking your ass around the house but i'll also add on that he likes to just grope and massage different parts of your body randomly when the two of you are lounging about together, not even sexually, he'll just squeeze at your flesh bc he feels like it and he likes the bouncy sensation. cue one hand groping ur ur tiddies/thighs/tummy while he idly scrolls through his phone
hes very independent when he wants to be independent. but hes also clingy as fuck when he's in the mood to be. one second he could be fine with doing his own thing, but all of a sudden he's craving your attention the next. he's content with being by himself one moment but then the itching desire to be next to you comes around and he does just that. watch out bc the second u get comfortable, he'll probably change his mind again and head back to continue whatever he was doing again
if you do the same against him, coming and going as you please, he's a lot more resistant as opposed to you... while you just let him do whatever he wants (most of the time, anyway) he will be his teasing self as always. he's in the middle of something and you wanna cuddle him all of a sudden? he expects to be rewarded afterwards (something lust related, probably). you wanna get up and leave after getting your fill of the cuddles? too bad, he's too comfortable now, youre not leaving til he's satisfied. he's just a selfish bastard, what can i say
one last thing, i think i mentioned this in some post before but anyway.. sukuna's 100% the type of mf to show a lot of his softer love while youre SLEEPING. be it forehead kisses, caressing your cheek, just admiring your facial features or thumbing your lips. maybe even leaving a little kiss on them. brushing aside any strands of hair. but he'd also pinch your nose and chuckle when you eventually open ur mouth to breathe LMFAOAOA <3 just languidly admiring ur sleeping face <3
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blondbrat · 5 months
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𝐃𝐀𝐘 1 : 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 ‘23
𐙚 Rafe Camerons!breeding kink
warnings ; smut, breeding kink, f!reader
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Rafe who doesn’t love family ‘get togethers’ with a grumpy attitude and noticeable frown :(( maybe their more enjoyable with other families? families who weren’t obsessed with the latter of success and violence? rafe included. it just seemed pointless to him. unnecessary opportunities to argue and manipulate. that’s the only aspects of family he had ever known. until he had met you of course !!
here he was. letting u squeeze your delicate hand over his. fingers enlaced as you two walked down the stairs, into the buzzing yearly Christmas party.
he didn’t want you being there :(( you were like a ray of sunshine — his bubbly, sweet princess. your beaming grin on ur beautiful face was just so pure to him. he felt so overprotective !! letting his angel in the same house same room even as his psycho family just felt so wrong !!
but you convinced him everything would be all right !! he didn’t believe ur sweet words until he found himself leaning against the kitchen counter, listening to petty drama and chatter — he truly hated these kinds of things !! a pounding headache forming in rafes blond head :( his family were truly the humbugs of christmas in his eyes.
he could have sworn your pretty hand was curled in his. until he realized they weren’t, where did u go?? where the fucks his pretty girl? he couldn’t help but panic a bit, this was his crazy family after all !! his blue eyes darting around every room as he frantically looked for you. but rafe was just being protective as always, finally letting himself breathe when he found u upstairs, in the playroom he and Sarah used as kids. now all occupied with his darling little cousins, and you?
rafe was in awe. watching u play dollies with his little cousin darla <3 the brightest smile spread on ur face. simply playing with his lil cousins as ur eyes meet his, sapphire and laced in adoration. giving him a sweet grin. could you be any more angelic? any more beautiful? of course you were drawn to the adorable babies ((: taking not a single notice to his families tension — and letting ur bubbly mind find probably the only bright area of the party !!
u stood up, scurrying over to him as you smooched him a cheeky kiss. “m’ sorry, were you looking for me?”
“I sure was, baby.. your good with kids y’now” why was he smirking? oh !!
it isn’t long before he has you bent over his desk (!! his family still downstairs !!) thick thighs sprawled open as he pounds into ur puffy cunnty !! ur cock drunk lashes fluttering back as ur drooled over mouth let’s out pretty moans !! <3 his deep voice spurring praises like a prayer ‘fuck baby, so fucking’ good with kids’ ‘gonna look so pretty with a baby belly princess’ ‘cummin’ in ur pretty pussy like u fucking deserve’ hes a man of his word. ur gummy walls squeezing his cock as he slams agaisnt ur cervix. thick, warm ropes of cum spurring right into ur womb. how could u not cry out in ectasy? ‘need’ta be quiet’ he groaned. he couldn’t control himself !! u were so warm, so sweet — how could he not fill you with his creamy cum?!— “can’t think of a better gift baby, your gonna be the mother of my baby sweet thing” of course it doesn’t stop after one round !! u’d just look so beautiful with his blond lil baby !! ((:
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likedovesinthewindd · 3 months
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pookie!!! saw u are taking saltburn requests!!!!
thoughts on farleigh + reader with the same amount of snark as him?? like initially not being able to STOMACH each other & biting each other’s heads over (both ignoring felix’s groaned requests to “keep the peace”) and then being like…. wait why r u….kinda……
just that back and forth banter would be so good with him + ur WRITING!!! big smooches mwah
ugghh your mind!! love this and love you, sending smooches back ×100 !!! (fem!reader, wc: ±1700)
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"I don't understand what's wrong?" you asked, briefly looking over your essay again before sparing your tutor a confused glance, waiting for his input instead. "There's nothing wrong with it," Farleigh's voice only deepened your frown, "It's just a little... loose."
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"Loose?"
"Yeah, loose. You don't have a really strong argument," he continued, head resting in his palm as he peered at you from where he sat on the couch. "I'm sorry, but I don't agree with you. My argument is quite coherent right throughout," you said. "Maybe, but is it convincing?" he said, small smile on his lips that made your blood boil.
"Okay," you sighed softly, "How about your essay, Farleigh?" you asked, internally reveling at the way his cocky smile faltered. "I'm working on it," he huffed after a short pause. "Well until then, keep your comments to yourself."
"I was just trying to help," he retorted.
"Oh, screw you."
"Alright, I think we can end tonight's session early. Give you some time to finish up," your lecturer interrupts. "And give you, mister Start, time to actually begin?" he gives Farleigh a pointed look.
You hastily packed your things away before wordlessly making your way out. Your poor tutor must've been used to the two of yours constant arguing by now, seeing as that was how many of your sessions ended. You never saw eye to eye and the banter was stupid most of the time, but Farleigh had a way of getting under your skin like no one else could.
You were beginning to think he had some sort of personal vendetta against you, even though you really couldn't think of ways that you've wronged him in the past that deserved that sort of behavior. He loved embarrassing you, and as many times as you've tried to be the better person, you just couldn't help from slipping your own little comments, satisfaction only really gained when you managed to wipe the smug smile from his face.
Farleigh had completely spoiled your mood, and you figured the best way to forget about your day would be to go out for a few drinks. You definitely felt like a loser going to the pub alone but you wouldn't have been great company anyway. You however, very quickly regretted your decision when you saw the very source of your foul mood sitting by one of the tables causing a commotion as he often did. Felix saw him before he did, excitedly calling out to you and asking you to join them.
Farleigh wasn't as excited as the rest of the table at your presence, but you refused to let him ruin your night.
"Funny seeing you outside." Farleigh said, ashing his cigarette in the ashtay in the middle of the full table. "Why would it be funny?" you asked. He pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows. "You're just such a homebody, hardly see you anywhere," he said. "But it's probably for the best, right?" he added, and you already sensed a verbal lashings following. "You'll need all the extra study time if you're gonna keep up."
"Farleigh," Felix silently scolded, but by now your heart was already beating in your ears, irritation setting deep inside your chest and making you feel hot with rage.
You bit the inside of your cheek. "You always seem to forget that you got into Oxford on favors," you said, watching the way the corner of his mouth twitched, facade still holding strong. "I'm not the one partying my life away. If anyone needs extra study time, it's you." In retrospect, it probably was a low blow, but the ethical line was hardly visible when it came to Farleigh.
The silence at the table was all consuming, and Felix, like the godsend he was, decided to speak up and end the wordless staring competition between the two of you. "Okay, uhm, shots. We need shots," he said, everyone quickly agreeing with him. "C'mon Farleigh, come help me," he said, practically dragging the boy along with him.
From there it only got worse the more time the two of you spent together, which was quite frequently because you ran in the same circles. You were friends by chance, only really connected through Felix, who you've known for years. Your mothers were friends, and the two of you quickly became close through her visits to their sprawling estate, often dragging you along. You've met Farleigh through Felix, and though it was evident the two of you didn't get along, Felix was still determined to try and make it work.
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You were beyond relieved to be able to spend the summer away from uni and get a chance to breathe again without any academic stress. You had planned to visit your mother back home until Felix had asked you to come to Saltburn to spend the summer with them instead.
"C'mon," he tried, "Venetia will be so happy to see you again. And mum." You bit the inside of your cheek, contemplating his offer carefully. It wasn't an extremely difficult decision; the days at Saltburn served as some of the best memories you've ever made.
You certainly didn't regret accepting his offer either. The last few weeks have been amazing at the grand estate, exciting and overwhelming in the best way. It would've, however, been much better if Farleigh wasn't looming over you like a dark cloud. You genuinely tried to keep the peace, but he knew exactly how to aggravate you. You could see it was beginning to irritate everyone around you, especially Felix.
"Will this work for tonight?" you asked, smoothing your hand over the soft material of the dress. It was so easy to run out of appropriate attire when you had to give your best every night at Saltburn. Tonight was special, and although you weren't specially dressing up for the Henry's, you still didn't want to embarrass Elsbeth by being underdressed.
Venetia was lounging in the bed while you paced around the room. "You've already worn that dress," she said, making you huff. "I know," you whispered. "We can get something from my closet," she said as she stood up from the bed and made her way to you. "Or we can ask mum. Don't worry," she added with a smile.
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The dinner was kind of dull, the Henry to your left not nearly as entertaining as the one to Venetia's left judging by the quick glances she spared you every time one of his jokes fell flat. Every now and then, your attention would sneak over to Farleigh; a pensive look thredded between his furrowed brows when his eyes caught yours.
The highlight of your night was definitely after dinner, when sir Catton had suggested karaoke. You were quite amused by Henry's rendition as the lot of you watched as the man made a fool of himself. Farleigh took a seat next to you on the couch, sparing you a smile.
"You clean up nicely," he smiled, sparing a look down at your dress, the sparkly material reflecting the warm light from the fire. His hand ghosted over the necklace around your neck, fingers tracing over the small pendant. You prayed that he didn't notice the way your breath caught in your throat at the little bit of contact.
"Thanks," you answered, smoothing a hand over the lapel of his suit jacket. "You don't look too bad yourself." He only scoffed, eyes now focused on your hand as it retracted from his chest. You didn't spare him another look, attention refocusing on Henry's recital.
The whole affair was getting boring, and before you knew it, your thoughts were back to Farleigh, a question on your mind that you've been burning to ask him. "Can I ask you a question?" you turned, asking before you lost your confidence. He raised his eyebrow in interest, urging you to continue. "Why do you hate me?" you asked. The question caught him off guard, rendering him speechless for the first time since you've known him.
"I don't," he started before scoffing, "I don't hate you." You pursed your lips, shaking your head in disagreement. "You do. At least you act like you do." He only smiled, shuffling closer on the couch, face impossibly closer to yours as he gave you a once-over.
Even though the topic was quite loaded, it was ironically the calmest conversation the two of you have had in a long time. It was reminiscent of the time the two of you were younger and still getting to know each other. Somewhere along the line, something shifted, and he started treating you like shit. You only returned the favor.
"You weren't always this mean either," you added. His eyes still examined the expanse of your face; trailing down the slope of your nose and into the dip of your cupids bow. His attention made you feel self-conscious in a way, tongue poking out to wet your lips.
You had no reason to even feel self-conscious, but Farleigh had a special talent for making you feel small in his presence. Somewhere beneath the irritation and resentment hid a feeling that made warmth settle deep in your belly everytime you saw him. It's a feeling you only gave yourself the luxury of experiencing in the dead of the night when your thoughts were all that kept you awake. The overbearing anger would subside and then that funny feeling would settle over your body and deep inside your chest in a near painful way.
You never called it by it's name, too scared that if you did it would manifest itself and become reality. But now as the two of you sat on the couch, the cheering and singing fading into background noise as a pair of deep brown eyes stared into yours, you finally had to courage to admit it to yourself.
"I don't hate you," he repeated one more time, voice slightly breathless and a sullen look on his face. "On the contrary, actually." That made you laugh almost too loudly. "So what," you scoffed, "you act like a teenage boy and pick on me because you had a crush on me?"
He shrugged, the motion causing the refined material of his suit to rub against your arm. "Maybe I just wanted your attention," he smiled, placing a brief kiss to your cheek before briskly getting up from the couch to cut Henry's musical number short. You uncleanched your balled fists that were bunching up the expensive material of your dress, the tension leaving your body with a sigh once Farleigh's words register.
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pupkashi · 1 year
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the jjk boys getting jealous
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including gojo satoru, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, itadori yuji, inumaki toge, okkotsu yuta, fushiguro toji,
a/n: hi hi !! hope u are all well and thank you guys for the requests sorry it took so long i hope you’ll enjoy ,, not super proud of them but feedback is very appreciated !!!
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— gojo satoru !
he tells himself he isn’t the jealous type, who could compete where they don’t compare?
will absolutely shove any jealousy he might feel deep deep down and cover it up with cockiness (he hates when you learn to read him like a book because now it’s just a dead give away)
anytime you do get flirted with or hit on he’ll watch happily as you reject them
most of the time he’ll stroll on over and snake his arms around you, kissing you with a smile on his face, making sure to make the smooch sound loud enough for the other person to hear
he’ll be a bit more handsy than usual, clinging to you and doting on you for a bit longer than usual
he’ll be possessive for a bit when he gets you alone, nipping at your skin and kissing you until your head spins and you’re chasing his lips out of sheer need
then his cockiness will fade away, his insecurities rattling around in his head, you’d notice it quickly, taking his face in your hands and making his eyes meet yours
“satoru” your voice was firm and he knew he was caught, his stomach hurt a bit, “talk to me lover”
he’d try to laugh it off, saying he’s perfectly fine, but after a beat of silence he’d frown, his bright blue eyes darting down to where your hands intertwined
“just got a bit jealous, made me think maybe you deserve a life without me” a soft mumble, “also fucking hated that guy checking you out i wanted to rip his damn head off” he grumbled
you’d give him all the reassurance he needs, holding him close for the rest of the night, you even let him be the little spoon
he’d fall asleep with a small smile on his face, your fingers carding through his snowy hair mumbling on about a show you were watching
gojo realized he didn’t have to be jealous, not when you’re both so madly in love with each other, not when he knew it was going to be forever with you
— nanami kento !
he doesn’t get jealous very often, he’s confident in your relationship and he knows nothing could break the love the two of you have for each other
when he does get jealous however he will absolutely scare the hell out of the other person trying to flirt with you
he’s stare at them from behind you with his arms across his chest, muscles straining against his the rolled up sleeves of his button up
his eyes would narrow at any comment they’d make, but he knew you could handle yourself
“wanna go out sometime?” cockiness in their voice, you could hear kento scoff
“kento what do you think, you wanna go out to dinner with this hot shot?” his lips would turn up into a smile, shaking his head
“I’m alright my love, I would love to break their nose for checking you out though” his voice was deep and their eyes would go wide, walking away from the two of you
when you’d get home he would press a gentle kiss to your lips, his eyes fluttering closed as you laid on his chest
“my love?” you’d hum in response, opening your eyes and sitting up when he didn’t reply immediately, “what’s wrong honey?
he’d look at you for a bit, taking in all your features before looking away as he spoke, “you’re all mine, right?”
you didn’t hesitate to reassure him, holding him close to you, “only yours my love, and you’re all mine”
the rest of the night was spent between cuddles and giggles, only drifting to sleep when the sun was coming up
nanami didn’t care, not when you looked so beautiful in his arms and his heart was full knowing he was the only person to see you like this
— fushiguro megumi !
acts like absolute nothing is wrong, has a little scowl and pout on his face whenever you’re getting hit on but he tries his best to hide it
he makes it a bit obvious when he joins your side, clearing his throat and pulling you to his side, he eyes the person, his gaze unwavering and intimidating
“this is my boyfriend megumi” you smile, unaware of the persons flirting attempts
megumis eyes would narrow at the person, causing them to walk the other way because the dark haired sorcerer is flexing his biceps and they do not stand a chance in a fight against him
he’d turn to you, kissing your cheek, “let’s get out of here yeah?” you’d nod, the two of you saying goodbye to any friends present and heading out
the second the door closed to your shared apartment he was all over you, pressing kisses to any exposed skin possible
“you’re mine, only mine, you got it?” his voice was deep and it sent chills down your spine
“wanted to beat that guy up for looking at you like you were a piece of meat” the words came out as almost a growl, “doesn’t he know you’re only mine to have?”
your knees were weak and you’re glad his arms were holding you up against the wall, your head spinning as he left marks along your neck, vision blurring as he pressed kisses to the sweet spot on your neck
“I’m only yours gumi” your voice was a bit shaky and it made him smile against your skin, pulling away and placing a much more gentler, loving kiss to your lips
“let’s go get ready for bed” he’d whisper and you’d nod, smiling as he carried you to the room, setting you gently on the bed before running the warm water for your shower
when you joined him in bed he’d held you close to him, kissing the top of your head as the two of you talked about your day
he’d say something stupid and you’d burst into a fit of giggles, your cheeks flushed and he smiled at the sound, pressing a kiss on your cheeks
any jealousy he felt fizzled away as his love for you nestled it’s way further into his heart, at the end of the day you were only his, you he was all yours <3
— itadori yuji !
doesn’t get jealous because he doesn’t know when someone’s flirting with you
he’d join them in complimenting you, “right? my y/n is just so beautiful and smart im so luck to have them” confused as to why the other person is staring at him in complete shock
“yuji is my boyfriend” you’d state, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer to you, he’d only smile widely, kissing you happily
when he does catch onto another person flirting he gets very possessive
he’d stare at them with his jaw clenched, friendly eyes now narrowed and dark, his fists clenched at his sides and he’s just waiting for an excuse to punch them in the face
“how about i take you out and show you what it’s like to be with a real man” yuji didn’t even let you reply, placing you behind him and shoving the guy backwards
“or how about you stop flirting with other people’s partners you fucking asshat” his voice low and you could tell any comment would set him off
“yuji let’s go home, okay?” your voice was sweet and his gaze softened when his eyes landed on you, nodding as you grabbed his hand and led him away from the other man
if the other guy made the mistake of saying something about you as you walked away, yuji would slip out of your grip, punch the guy square in the face and rejoin you like nothing happened
he’d pepper your face with kisses when you got home, apologizing to you for letting his emotions get the best of him
“got a bit jealous i guess,” he’d mumble and you’d smile, your cheeks flushed and you shook your head
“you’ve got nothing to get jealous of, there’s no one i want besides you” he’d giggle at your words, tackling you with a hug and spending the night in each others arms
if he did punch the guy you’d definitely make out with him heavily because of how hot he looked
— inumaki toge !
doesn’t get jealous very often, but when he does he will wreak havoc if given the opportunity
toge was waiting outside of your lecture hall, a smile on his face when he spotted you, but it quickly fell when he noticed your classmate making your giggle as you walked towards him
“I’m having a kick back at my place this weekend if you wanna come” he smiled, trying his best to charm you, toge rolled his eyes
“I’ll see what toge says” you reply with a smile, your classmate bumped your shoulder, “you should come by yourself, we could spend some time just me and you”
“shut up” toge growled, his jealousy getting the best of him as your classmates mouth shut, you looked at your boyfriend with wide eyes
“toge!” he’d shrug his shoulders, smiling at you sweetly before pressing a kiss to your cheek, “tuna tuna” he mumbled, his eyes starring daggers at your friend
he was flirting with you, he’s lucky i didn’t do anything worse he signed to you and you gasped at your boyfriends words
“cmon be nice baby” you smiled, and toge rolled his eyes, looking at your friend, he debated punching him for trying to hit on you but he figured he’d play nice today
“leave, now” your friend walked away quickly and toge snaked his arm around your waist, the two of you walking towards his car to drive home
“you don’t have to get jealous” you smiled once you were in the car, toge scoffed, “fish flakes” he denied his feelings and your smile only grew
“you were! why else would you use cursed speech on him?” he froze a bit as he realized he was caught, he remained silent until you arrived home
when the door closed you grabbed his jacket collar, unzipping it quickly and pressing your lips to his, he felt his knees buckle a bit at the sheer fervor of your kiss, quickly moving his lips against yours
“I’m all yours toge” you whispered, your boyfriend whimpered a bit, his jealousy from earlier resurfacing as he growled a bit
“say it again” his voice was deep, you felt goosebumps as the words left him, your mouth opening and repeating your words
toge left love bites all over your neck and chest, being sure to make them visible for your classmate to see the next time he saw you
he doesn’t get jealous often, but you pity the person who tries to flirt with you when your lover is with you
— okkotsu yuta !
tries his best to never get jealous, he thinks it’s such an ugly emotion
sometimes however he can’t help himself when you’re talking to his best friend and you’ve got crinkles by your eyes as toge explained something to you
he tells himself to calm down, that you loved only him and surely his best friend wasn’t hitting on you
but the second he heard that cute little giggle leave your lips he was next to you, excusing the both of you and dragging you where no one could hear the two of you
at first he’d just look at you, his eyes full of worry, then he’d feel so many emotions at once he can’t pinpoint what he feels but he knows he just wants to remind you that you’re only him
wordlessly he presses his lips against yours, your mouths moving in sync, his arm wrapping around your waist and holding you tightly against him
“you’re mine, right baby? only mine” he wanted it to sound like a question, but he spoke in a firm, dee voice and your head was spinning from the kiss you’d just shared
you only nodded, chasing his lips for more as he looked at you with a small smile
it’s only later in the day you realize yuta was jealous, and though you tease him a bit you make sure to reassure him there’s no one else in the world you could love
he’d blush and try to deny his feelings, only to have them resurface a bit when thinking about it, you’d only smile and pepper kisses on his face, telling him however many times it took that it was only ever gonna be him <3
you made sure to show him just how much you loved him
— fushiguro toji !
pretty confident in himself but he does get jealous pretty easily
absolutely hates seeing anyone check you out or flirt with you and he will immediately choose violence
“who the fuck do you think you are?” he’d scoff, using his build and height to his advantage, his arm was snaked around your waist as he sized the guy up
“you think my y/n wants you? be serious” he’d laugh, grabbing the guy by the collar and growling at him, “get the fuck out of my sight before i beat the shit out of you”
“don’t you think that was a bit much baby?” your voice was sweet and he almost felt his anger dissipating when his eyes landed on your pretty face
“maybe these assholes just don’t realize who you belong to” he growled, he pulled you closer to him, his lips pressing harshly against yours and you could only whimper as he made your head spin
his lips grazed your ear, goosebumps rising on your skin as he chuckled dryly, “gotta show them you’re only mine doll face”
he wasted no time in taking your hand and finding a secluded corner, leaving a mark on your neck and kissing you until you ran out of breath
“toji please” your voice was small and he smiled, “darling have some decency we’re in public” you rolled your eyes as you tangled your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck
“then let’s go home so you can make me yours” you whispered in his ear, grinning when you heard him groan
he wasted no time in dragging you out of the club and into the car, speeding all the way home just to shove you against the wall and make you tell him you’re only his
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masuchu · 2 years
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“𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒” [GENSHIN MEN]
donut dates and sugary smooches with the genshin men ‧₊˚
genre. fluff
characters. zhongli, xiao, diluc, al haitham, cyno
love, masu. i keep doing such unnecessary writing when i should be doing my ktober OOPS !! anyways i’ve had this idea in my head for ages i hope u guys like it :33
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𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 smiles fondly as you munch on your donuts, cheeks puffed and fulfilment laced through your features. “are you enjoying those?” he asks amusingles, and your face flushes pink with slight embarrassment. “mm! do you wan’ try some?” he lets out a breathy chuckle at your slurred words and gives a nod of agreement, gesturing for you to feed him. as soon as the sugary treat reaches his lips, he takes a decent sized bite and he definitely enjoys it— if his little ‘mmh..’ was anything to go by! he chews for a moment or two and then gives you a bashful look “..would you like to get some more?”
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𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 has two weaknesses in this world. you— his love, his sun, the light of his life, and sweets. a pair of eyes bore into you, burning with childish jealousy and hope. you turn around smiling, giggling at his cute pout and cat-like face, “xiao, are you hungry?” the question shocks him, his face flushing and eyes averting, a small “hungry? of course not.” muttered from his lips. “you sure? i guess i’ll just have the rest off these—!” “wait!” his eyes meet yours for a moment before they turn away, “can i… have a bite? please?” a giggle leaves your lips, “of course!”
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𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 takes a bite out of his donut, munching slowly for a few moments and smiling slightly in delight. it doesn’t take long for him to notice you staring at him with a grin laced over your features. “..what?” he asks hesitantly, admittedly a little bit fearful of your mischievous look. “you’ve got sugar on your lips, babe.” oh. before he can lift a hand to wipe at the residue on his lips, his eyes widen when he feels your own press a quick peck against his, licking your lips afterwards with a small ‘mm! tastes good!’ his face flushes and he coughs a little into the back of his palm, regaining his composure. “you’re going to be the death of me…”
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𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌 swiftly dodges your prodding hands, rolling his eyes as you try to shove the powdered donut into mouth. “pleaaase! i promise you’ll love it!” another eye roll, “i already said, no. i don’t trust it.” you pout and whine, stretching over his lap and muttering out complaints��� essentially a tantrum. al haitham sighs and strokes your hair, lips parting as he takes a breath and begins to smile— mmf! before he knows it, half a donut is shoved in his mouth, unable to be taken out as your own lips are wrapped around the other side. you give him a wink and begin chomping your own half, reaching his lips only a moment later. he tsks (if you can even call it a tsk) and takes a reckless bite of the sugary goodness, his eyes widening as the tastes fills his mouth. he might just have to invest in some more of these..
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𝐂𝐘𝐍𝐎 gasps as you do a drive by chomp on his donut, pulling his mouth away and looking at you with betrayal. “i can’t believe you just did that.” you snort, “aw, come on! share w’me!” “i don’t want to anymore.” you giggle at your boyfriends childish pout and the way his eyes stare down at his half bitten donut with genuine despair. like clockwork, you brains sprouts a tempting idea, and you stand high up on your tip toes and slam your lips onto his. the sudden taste of sugar and sweetness makes his eyes widen, even more so with the fact that this is only the residue from your lips. you pull away with a cheeky smile, and like you expected, he returns it! “tastes better on your lips, babe.”
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© masuchu, please do not repost, plagiarise, take credit for or translate my work anywhere !! do not copy my themes !!
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deargojou · 2 months
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Thank u for accepting the request! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ G.satoru & fluff (suggestive maybe). He gives u kisses on different parts of ur body. the kisses number is the same as your birthday. You can set the age whatever you like. I don't have much idea ㅠ﹏ㅠ I think there's a film like this..not sure, just goggled it now.
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【 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 】
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You wake slowly, gradually becoming aware of the warm sunlight filtering through the curtains. As you blink open your eyes, the first thing you see is Gojo’s face just inches from yours. His eyes are soft and full of love as he gazes down at you.
“Happy birthday, cutie,” he murmurs, a smile spreading across his handsome features. He leans in and presses his lips to yours in a sweet, lingering kiss.
As you stretch and let out a small yawn, Gojo begins showering your face with little kisses. His lips graze your forehead, both cheeks, the tip of your nose, and finally land on your lips for a deeper, more passionate kiss. You can’t help but grin against his lips, feeling like the luckiest person in the world.
“Well, good morning to you too, Mr. Smooches,” you giggle as you reach out to caress his cheek.
He only grins before saying, “I wanted to be the first one to wish you a happy birthday.” His eyes shine with adoration as he gazes down at you, “and the first one to give you birthday appreciation.”
Your heart swells with affection. Gojo has always made you feel so cherished. Even on regular days, he is constantly showing you how much he cares through small affectionate gestures. But on your birthday, he is going above and beyond to make you feel extra special.
“Just bear with me for a moment, sweetheart. Stay still,” he says before positioning himself hovering over you.
“When have I not?” you lightheartedly said, which was returned by his feigned offended face, “Excuse me? I’m trying to be sweet for your sweet sixteen here,” he huffs.
“Alright, alright, you’re excused,” you run your fingers over his hair with a chuckle.
“Thank you,” he rolls his eyes playfully.
Gojo leans down and places a gentle kiss on your forehead, “one,” he counts. He moves to both of your cheeks, pecking each one softly, “two.” 
You realize Gojo is counting each kiss, starting from one, to represent each year you are turning today. The significance and thought he put into this melts your heart.
Your nose is next, he nuzzles against yours before leaving a tiny kiss, “three.” You giggle as he tilts your chin up to reach it, “four,” he whispered, placing a dramatic smooch there.
Shivering, you feel his lips press behind each of your ears, “six.” Gojo nuzzled against your neck, kissing down with another count, “seven.” He moves down to kiss your collarbones, “eight.”
He slides his lips to your shoulder, “nine.” His fingers trail down to lift each of your wrists to his lips, “ten.” He lingers on your palms, “eleven.”
You inhale sharply as Gojo moves lower, pushing up your pajama pants to access your bare thighs and calves. He kisses each one gently. “Twelve… thirteen.”
Working back up your body, he lifts your shirt to place a lingering kiss on your stomach, “fourteen.” His fingers dance along your sides, making you squirm. Leaning down over your chest, he kisses between your breasts. “fifteen.”
Finally, Gojo cups your face, gazing into your eyes. “Sixteen,” he whispers. He presses his lips to yours in a slow, passionate kiss that makes your heart race. You melt into his embrace, feeling adored.
As you break apart, giggling, you cheekily say, “Wasn’t that twenty-three kisses total?”
Gojo shakes his head, insisting “Nope! It was sixteen―one for each of your sweet sixteen years!” You roll your eyes but can’t keep the delighted grin off your face.
“Aren’t you so sweet?” you pull him down for another kiss to express your gratitude.
“Not as sweet as you are right now,” he continues to pamper your face in kisses. It doesn’t seem like he’s going to stop any time soon.
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I don’t know what movie would that be but hope you like this, annonie 🥹🥹
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mariacrow · 9 months
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Hi love, Let me start off with saying that I adore your writing! I was wondering if you could do some cute fluffy relationship head cannons with TFP Optimus, Bulkhead, and Bumblebee with a human female S/O please?
Totally okay if you ignore this one, just wanted to throw something out there. Keep up the amazing work!
Thank you, love 🥰 I planned on doing TFP Autobots relationship headcanons so here are your boys amongst everyone else ;)
This one is EVEN LONGER 💀 (that’s what she said pt. 2)
For Decepticon headcanons click here! 💜
I AM SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES OR TYPOS, I DIED WRITING THIS 😭
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TFP Autobots x reader
❀ relationship headcanons ❀
2nd person
female reader
how you’d get together, confession
how you’d function together, PDA
intimacy, preferences (NSFW)
how long would it last
excluding Arcee because I mainly do male characters
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OPTIMUS PRIME
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HE SAID 🤨
It would take a looooong time for you two to click. He would treat you equally like he does everyone else and not give you any signals, not even mixed, so you would think it’s impossible to take it to another level with him.
As time would pass though, you two would isolate yourselves more and more when you’d have a chance. He’d take you on long relaxing rides.
Most of the time he would let you blabber while he’d stay silent and listen. He can listen to your beautiful voice all day.
After a couple of romantic rides he’d finally confess to you, asking if it’s even possible for a creature like him to love a creature like you. He’d ask you to be his one and only, to conjux.
He’d totally understand if you’d reject him but of course you wouldn’t reject him, IT’S OPTIMUS PRIME, WHO WOULD REJECT OPTIMUS PRIME??? (lmao)
He’s okay with PDA but he’d still kinda avoid it, he prefers when you two have proper privacy. He’s often too busy throughout the day anyway.
But when you do get some alone time, he always makes sure it’s the best you’ll ever get.
His sex drive isn’t high but at times he would get intimate with you and make you feel special.
He’s quite romantic actually, vanilla yet very sensual. He would do anything to give you maximal pleasure.
He likes to take it slow and passionate, take his time with you but sometimes, just sometimes, when he has too much pent up stress, he’d take it a bit rougher than usual to relieve himself.
He’s not that vocal, definitely a groaning and grunting type. He’d praise you though, tell you how beautiful you are and how much he loves you.
Definitely calls you “little one”.
Prefers missionary or you riding while facing him so he can look at the complete soft beauty in front of him. Sometimes you push his size kink button which makes him tightly grab onto something, sometimes even damage it.
After he’d feel kinda bad, he’d make sure he didn’t hurt you or bring you any kind of displeasure. He’s the king of aftercare though, that’s for sure.
Da hell u mean how long would it last??? FOREVER OFC. IT’S OPTIMUS PRIME!!! 🤸‍♀️
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RATCHET
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Grumpy doc. (MY FAV!!!!!!!!!)
He’d pretend you annoy him the most just to deny his feelings.
As time would pass and as you’d grow on him more you’d catch him getting distracted by you. He’d just keep staring at you with a poker face, secretly admiring you. When you’d catch him he’d shake it off and continue his work.
Slowly he’d get overprotective, wanting to become your guardian probably. He’d also talk with you more often, perhaps even flirt a little with his old doc jokes, make you giggle and admire your blushy face.
He’d take advantage of some alone time with you in the base to confess. He’d let you sit on his shoulder for the first time while he works and talk quietly to you.
Finally he’d spill his spark for you, apologize for being too rough on you at times and asking for a chance to change that.
He’s actually a very good kisser, you could smooch him all day. But NEVER in front of the others. PDA is a nono, especially when you get him flustered which you tend to because he cannot absorb so much beauty at once.
Four walls and a locked door is the best for him. He can admire you properly and have his way with you. He might seem vanilla but he can get kinky.
He’s a control freak in bed too. Considering his age, his pace isn’t the best. He’d always complain about his hips and back but his strength is definitely something to cherish. He’s actually quite experienced so he doesn’t need a quick pace to give pleasure to both of you.
He’s girthy and it’s definitely something he’s proud of. He can get quite cocky and throw a couple of dirty talks. He can get very loud too, likes when you’re loud as well so he can shush you for fun.
He kinda has a breeding kink too (perhaps even doctor & nurse/assistant or patient kink), loves filling you up and seeing your tummy bulge, not letting it leak out.
He isn’t an exhibitionist but he’d love to do it on the control panel with you or in the med bay. As time would pass and as he’d remember how good IT feels, he’d want to do it anywhere and at any time, whenever you’d tickle his wild side with a provocative comment or a provocative look.
One thing that’s hilarious is that he can almost immediately fall asleep after nutting (excuse my language). He tries his best not to but he’s an old tired doc after all, you can’t be mad at him.
He’d pray it lasts because deep down he knows he got too attached. Even when you two would argue, when he’d yell at you for a stupid thing for example, later he’d do anything to make it up to you.
He loves you very dearly.
🍓
BULKHEAD
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GENTLE GIANT!!!
He would confess to someone by secretly researching customs about Earth and he would be nervous at first.
You two would bond with some common interests he did research on previously. He’d buy you gifts and take you anywhere you want but at the same time he’d worry about your safety.
He gets flustered very easily so you’d get the memo that he likes you from the start.
It would take him a long time to confess which would result in him being a pure blushing mess. The moment you’d kiss him he’d probably almost faint.
He’s ok with PDA, he doesn’t care what anyone thinks. When he’s with you he’s in another dimension.
He’s a big snuggly wuggly teddy bear. Cuddling has become one of his fav things in the world because of you.
He would also need a lot of time to allow himself to get intimate with you hence he’s so huge. He’s scared he could hurt you.
Hence he needs a lot of words of affirmation, communication is key with him.
He’s a soft dom but can also be a switch if that’s what pleases you. He likes when you tug at his chin. He also loves when his digits are tangled in your hair, it’s his favorite part of your body.
He isn’t really a kinky type or at least his fear of bringing you any harm is suppressing anything that can come out onto the surface. That’s why he might be an experimentalist.
He would not stop until you’re fully pleased. You need to talk to him a lot during sex if you want him to be maximally confident with you.
He’s probably the best at aftercare. Would wrap you up in a blanket and bring you food or anything you ask for really.
He only prefers long term relationships and he’d hope you’re his precious little human forever.
I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT!!! :’((
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BUMBLEBEE
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Precious Bee is so clingy that it’s SO obvious that he’s into you.
He wouldn’t leave your side almost. He’d be all happy and bubbly and win you with his optimism.
Don’t let that bubbliness full you though, he’s a hot head and would do anything to protect you. He’s protective in the right amount though.
He’d always snuggle into your hair and press his muzzle against your cheek, as if he’s kissing you. He’d ask you to kiss him back by tapping his cheek and muzzle.
When you’d kiss his muzzle it would be over for him. You’d officially become his partner. He’d probably find a tiny gear to put on your wedding finger.
Totally into PDA! Especially when it annoys Smokescreen and makes him jealous.
Cuddles and any kind physical touch are his absolute FAV. He’s so spoiled when it comes to nuzzling which he does all the time (is obsessed with your softness).
He’s actually very quick to get intimate. You could say his sex drive is high due to his youth.
He’d take it nicely and passionately, especially with his servos. He has a specific kink with digit play. Loves touching you absolutely everywhere and almost every time he overstimulates your private parts with them before he actually penetrates you with his spike.
His stamina is crazy and he always takes advantage of it. His pace is very quick all the time but if you ask him to be slow he will. Your pleasure is also very important to him.
He has a thing for beauty marks, he’d kiss every single one of them every time. You’re the only one he puts his muzzle down for. But not gonna lie he loves when you tug on it.
Perhaps he’d be into leashes and chokers and stuff if you really asked him.
He’s a very soft lover after all so expect epic wholesome aftercare.
Considering he’s a hot head there might be some minor arguments with him but that won’t stop you from having a long term relationship.
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WHEELJACK
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JACKIEEEE! (2ND FAV!!!!!!)
He’d flirt the hell out of you. He’d flirt and flirt and flirt, make you blush and get flustered all over again until he makes you fall for him. He’d tease you with calling you “sunshine” or “kid” or “doll” or “baby girl”.
He’s a player, likes it casual but when he knows you’re the one, he doesn’t give up. He’s extremely stubborn.
You’re probably the only reason he’d stay in the base.
He’d take you out and if he notices you’re a romantic soul, he’d be the most romantic man out there even though, in reality, he isn’t romantic at all.
Doesn’t mind PDA, loves showing off how he’s the best boyfriend in the world (or at least he thinks so lmao).
You know he’s a HUGE hot head. Would kill for you.
The moment of confession would probably be the night you get intimate. We could say the best way he can express his love for you is through sex so expect some extreme overstimulation.
He’s into lingerie, especially black and red. Loves making you stain your panties good too.
He INVENTED dirty talking. Also very into oral, eating you out like the tastiest snack. He also loves eye contact, he’d make you look at him or else he’d stop.
He can combine all sorts of paces and positions and roughness, he has his own magic tactics. He loves making you scream while he’s praising you. Doesn’t matter if the base is full or not, he’s a risk taker and it really turns him on.
Sometimes he’d even grab you with one servo and slide you up and down his spike like a pocket pussy. Backshots and reverse cowgirl must be his fav positions.
One his fav places to cum is onto your face, definitely. Or into your mouth. He likes it gushy and messy. His stamina is crazy too.
Would shower you with kisses and praising afterwards, make sure you’re alright.
As I said, he’s into casual stuff but you’re probably the only one who would make him take relationships seriously and enjoy the long term.
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SMOKESCREEN
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He’d be so cringe at first. He’s an act first then think after type of mech.
He would flirt SO MUCH with you to the point he’d start annoying you.
He’d notice though. He may seem confident but in truth he’s nervous underneath all that cockiness. He tends to overthink.
He’d ask others for advice, research, anything that could make you his.
At first he would view you as just another one of his dolls he plays with but when he’d realize he actually has serious feelings for you, he’d get serious.
The confession would be spontaneous as he’d probably make out with you like the horny teenager he is. He’d promise to be loyal though and he’d keep that promise.
He’s into PDA, loves showing off how you’re his.
He has a weird kink in making you jealous and vice versa. You’d play a flirting game with anyone you know just to get each other jealous which would result in “who’s gonna give up first and frag the other”.
Loves giving you pet names but also loves when you give him pet names too and refer to him as “baby boy” hence he’s a switch. Also into exhibitionism.
Has a thing for breasts and thighs. He can whimper at times too and when you’d bring it up later he’d deny it and be like “WHAT!? NU-UH!”
Loves when you ride him or his face but is also into backshots even though he prefers when you face him. Perhaps he has a tiny sex tape kink too.
Surprisingly he’d make you cum every time which he would brag about later. His cockiness is always present nonetheless.
As I said, even though he can be an immature horny teenage boy, he can get serious when you put him in his place.
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ULTRA MAGNUS
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UH OH 💀💀💀
If you choose to fall in love with this man expect to be heart broken twelve times until you get together (if that’s even possible).
Kidding, it’s possible. But still very difficult. Prepare for a long one, he’s a very complicated mech 💀.
He would not even notice you. At first he’d just call you a native or a soldier but once he starts calling you by your actual name that would be the signal that he views you as someone who he has a positive opinion on.
You’d have to be REALLY pushy on him, be as clingy as possible, annoy the hell out of him so he’d actually set his guard down.
You’d develop your relationship with him scolding you like a parent, telling you what to do and what not to do while you’d disobey him. Sometimes you’d even bring a TIIINY smirk on his face because you’re just too cute, he can’t be mad at you forever.
With that, he’d get overprotective and follow you around all the time, not letting you out of his sight.
Would always correct you that you should refer to him as “sir” or “lieutenant” or even “commander”. He loves it when you do it in bed especially, it REALLY gets him going. Also has a brat taming kink.
This would go on for a loooong time until you actually conjux. He’s definitely a type of mech to keep you in handcuffs in a relationship.
PDA? What’s that? Sometimes it would seem he’s keeping you a secret.
When it comes to intimacy you’d probably think this mech’s sex drive is ZERO. But oh. He’d grope you and touch you everywhere, ex vent into your ear, giving you a sign at the most unexpected time that he wants you then and there.
He has a LOT of pent up stress so you’d be his stress outlet. His foreplay is a bit dry to be honest but he’d learn his way with you.
Even though his roughness can result in not caring about your pleasure at all, he’d still make your eyes roll in the back of your head.
Soon he’d realize how good you actually make him feel as he’d lean and kiss you (your lips, torso or back/neck, depends on the position which don’t matter to him as long as he’s on top).
Would definitely mark you all over with his servos because he tends to grope HARD. He also loves seeing the outline of his spike on your stomach as he couldn’t help but press onto it and feel it move in and out of you.
His aftercare is very poor too. At first you’d get intimate as if it’s a one night stand. He’d leave almost immediately or the next morning without even saying anything.
He’d isolate himself as first, making you feel as if he’s using you as a toy but in the end everything would come together and he’d give himself to you.
He’d still keep his formality at times. Getting intimate with him would probably be the only time he’d express his emotions as much as possible even though it really isn’t much.
This could go on either forever or fall apart after some time… Depends on you.
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@k----a27s helped me with Bulk, Bee and Smokey! ❤️
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harrysbooty · 1 year
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jack champion hc’s!
a/n: currently in deep jack champion brain rot… this prob has errors but i’m too tired to care so enjoy!! 💘💘
jack champion! who practically kisses the ground you walk on. in his eyes, you hung the sun, moon, and stars.
jack champion! who saves just about any picture you send him.
jack champion! who lets you talk on and on just because he likes loves the sound of your voice.
jack champion! who could stare at you for hours. (in a loving way, not a creepy weirdo way)
jack champion! who never misses the opportunity to post about you. tiktok, instagram, bereal, anything. trust me you’re on it.
jack champion! who always finds a way to bring you up in any conversation.
jack champion! who loves the feeling of your touch. sexual or non-sexual. i mean physical touch is his middle name.
jack champion! who follows you around like a lost puppy. (seriously even has the puppy eyes and everything)
jack champion! who will learn your favorite song on piano. (yes i fully believe he is a piano guy. no i won’t be taking any comments at this time)
jack champion! who believes you’re it for him. he’ll never find another like you, and to be honest he doesn’t really need to.
jack champion! who calls you any nickname in the book. baby, sweetheart, love, babe, angel, etc. although his personal favorite is baby doll.
jack champion! who is an absolute sap for you and has no shame in showing it.
“bro you’re so whipped.”
“okay and?”
jack champion! who could sit in complete silence with you but still be perfectly content, just because he’s with you.
jack champion! who says i love you almost too quickly. but once he felt it, he couldn’t not say it.
jack champion! who will spam text you 70 times if you don’t answer after the first. oh and don’t forget about the 30+ calls/facetimes.
jack: hey
jack: hello
jack: hi
jack: i’m bored
jack: can u come over
jack: i miss u
jack: hellooooo
jack: are u dead
jack: babe
jack: babe
jack: babe
jack: what if i was falling off a cliff rn
jack: u don’t love me
jack: ANSWER PLS
jack: im actually dead now thx u let me die
jack: HELLO
jack: pls answer me
jack: im sad
jack: i miss u
you: jack i was showering
jack: U STILL LET ME DIE
jack champion! who sends you tiktoks even if you’re sitting directly next to him.
jack champion! who prefers to be little spoon because he likes the feeling of being in your arms. (barf)
jack champion! who makes it his mission to make sure your entire family likes him.
jack champion! who will buy you anything you need because he likes to spoil you. see a necklace you like? expect to get it for your birthday. new dress you saw at a store? already bought.
jack champion! who does anything to make you blush.
jack champion! who is die hard one direction fan. like knows every song. (but let’s be honest don’t we all?)
jack champion! who plays with your hair whenever your head is in his lap.
jack champion! who loves when you play with his fingers subconsciously. it’s something so simple, but it makes his heart soar everytime.
jack champion! who knows your every order from any food place you guys go to.
jack champion! who traces small shapes into your thighs when his head in in your lap. (bonus points for small kisses here and there)
jack champion! who always greets you first before doing anything else when he comes home. (if you’re living together or even just visiting one another)
jack champion! who will kiss any part of you he can. (don’t tell anyone i told you this but his favorite is nose kisses, giving or receiving)
jack champion! who would do anything for you because you’re the best thing to happen to him and he’ll be dammed if he ever lost you. (told ya… mans a sap)
a/n: zoowee she was a lengthy one. pretty pls send in any requests you have for me. i do top gun, obx, jack (just not ethan yet bc i haven’t watched any of the scream movies but i’m getting there i promise). anywho hope u liked :)) smooches 💘💘
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fem reader x Itto were he really wants her to sit on his face but she worried she’d be to heavy but he proves her wrong and she ends up on his face desperately holding on to his horns
Please ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable have a nice day ❤️
♡ Facesitting Itto X fem!Reader ♡
!● warnings: fem!reader, body whorship, fingering, face sitting, focus on reader <33, very smut, NSFW🔞 no minors or I’ll eat u alive
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note: OMG YEAH THIS IS SO CANON at least in my world, gonna make him sit on fem!reader’s face bc she deserves it (also sry for taking so long bbyy aaaa)
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“Awww… come on (y/n)... It won’t hurt me, you know that right?!”, Itto did not stop insisting on his request while you were a blushy mess of the thought of it. “N-no, I worry about crushing you…”, you said quietly but loud enough for him to hear. Another pouty ‘aww’ before Itto gets on his knees. This man really wanted you to sit on his face! “Why do you think that? I am the greatest Oni out here, I can handle you. So please, let me eat you out…”, he begged, now looking up with his big puppy eyes, hands together like he was praying for your approval. Damn, this was the point where you couldn’t deny him. His infamous puppy eyes got you both in the first place together, also many other stuff too, but this one shot an arrow straight through your heart. “O-okay fine… b-but can we go slow?”, you said nervously, fumbling on your shirt while Itto jumps up to hug you. “Heck yeah, babe! You will love it.”, he says while giving you smooches all over your face. As if you would weigh nothing to him, he carried you to the shared bedroom.
Itto sits you safely down and gives another kiss on the mouth before stripping down his pants since he only wears pants around the apartment. It was nothing new to see him fully naked but it still made you feel embarrassed to see his huge dick hanging out freely. Best part is that he was half hard already. Your head heated and you looked away while Itto smirks at you, oh how he loved to see you like this, it totally boosts his confidence even more. “Don’t worry, babe! Today I will only focus on you and…”, he got on one of his knees while starting to undress you and kiss your leg. “... your pretty cunt.” This man had no filter when it comes to the intimacy you both were sharing for some time now, and oh boy, your heart pounds loudly against your chest seeing him kneel down to you. Itto helped you undress before starting to kiss you from your leg up to your mouth, giving on your whole body little butterfly kisses. He carefully leaned you down the bed after you were fully naked, hiding your breast from him. “Aww babe, I love it when you get shy around me. Trust me okay? If it’s too much to handle you know the safeword, right?”, he kissed your hand and waited for a sign from you. You nod and stretch your arms towards his face to cup him. He willingly came near, now towering you before you could cup his face and give him a kiss on his forehead.
“I love and trust you, Itto.” He was right away a blushing mess but this did not stop him from giving you this time deeper kisses while one hand caresses your inner thighs. You open your legs wider for him while he continues to massage your tight. His nails were not too long to hurt you but he used them to make little circles on your skin, touching it lightly, not too harsh. You told him many times before that this makes you laugh more than getting excited but he loved you little laughs. And this way you were getting more comfortable. “Does my little pumpkin want more?”, he asked while giving you neck kisses. “Yes please~”, you hugged him while he used his spit to lubricate his fingers to use it on your cunt. When his wet pointer and ring finger carefully slid between your lips, you bite your bottom lip, fully concentrating on his fingers. He slowly made circles around your clit and kissed your neck, licking and sucking on your skin while he worked on your first orgasm. Itto was painfully slow and you could feel how hot you were getting. “I-itto… please faster…”, you begged, petting his face with one hand while you were holding with the other one the bedsheet under you. “Of course, babe.”, he said, then sped up his circles around your clit. He stopped kissing you to watch your expression you were making as you were slowly building your orgasm. You close your eyes and bite your lip, looking away from him. Itto slowed down his movements and saw you open your eyes again, looking at him. “N-no, don’t play with me, Itto please…”, you pouted at him and cupped his face again. He gave you a deep kiss before letting go of you, sucking your juices from his fingers. “Babe, sit down on my face and I will make you cum, trust me.” You gulped, worrying that you might crush him with your weight but as you saw him replacing himself to the position you were and helping you climb and then sit on his chest. His dick was poking your ass from behind while you leaned down to give him a kiss. His hands are holding on your sides. “You make me crazy… so please, *please*, sit with your lovely cunt on my mouth and I will make you feel like you are in heaven.”
You could have said that you are already in heaven whenever he just fucked you silly but this might be the cherry on top of your relationship with him, when you facefuck him. Which is pretty obvious his idea but maybe you will like it and both of you are pretty open for experimental stuff.  “Alright, but tap on my sides if I crush you or anything, okay?”, you said while climbing up, finally having your pussy right in front of his drooling mouth. “O-of course, (y/n), now come here~”, he couldn’t hold his excitement longer back and pressed your hips down on his mouth, letting his tongue finally lick your wet cunt. His tongue licked your pussy from the bottom to the top doing it a few times over and over again, moaning and growling while digging his nails into your flesh. You hold yourself onto the bed frame and adjust yourself a bit to guide his tongue a little more. Itto noticed it and stuck for a while on your sensitive clit, circling and sucking on it. Making you moan out his name and pressing yourself a bit harder on him. “S-sorry”, you said and were about to lift yourself a bit up, but Itto held you close to him while now he inserted his tongue inside you. Making your eyes roll back and moan louder. And Itto loved it so much. He was drowned with your pussy juices mixed with his own salvia, making a mess. You looked down to see into his hearty shaped eyes and how he continues to eat you out without any stop.
“I am getting close, Itto.”, you stated and started to grind yourself on his face, making his nose meet with your clit with every hip movement. Itto enjoys this way too much with his dick leaking with pre-cum and him going crazy with his tongue. Since he was an Oni, his tongue was a bit larger and longer than human ones which made this experience a lot better than you would expect. “mhmm~”, Itto slurped and moaned non stop after you started grinding harder on him, making him straighten up which made you stumble and instead of holding the bed frame… you now are holding his horns which makes his mind go crazy. You felt something warm on your ass assuming that Itto just came but did not stop eating you out, going even crazier on your pussy. “Itto, Itto…!”, you screamed and moaned while cumming on his face, making your gush and press your legs together. Itto tried to drink as much as he could but ended up patting your sides to signal that he needed to breathe or else he would drown. You immediately stood up and helped him lean up, while also noticing that he really came too. His cum stains his stomach and your ass. “O-oh, are you okay, Itto??” He coughed and smiled. “Oh my archons, yes YESS that was amazing, damn come here”, hugging you and kissing your face. You couldn’t stop him here and now you got your juices on your face too, laughing at his reaction. This also made both of you catch your breaths before he let go of the hug just to give you a big smooch on your forehead. “I am still pretty hard, may I have another delicious meal?”, he grinned while his hands went down to your ass, massaging it. “Only if you let me have a quick break~”, you said, kissing his nose and snuggling against him. Itto leaned back still holding you in his arms and cuddling you. “Anything for you, (y/n), I love you.”
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i feel weird saying something so straight forward to a stranger but😭
do u think sev would be the type to suddenly start groping you in public 😳
like maybe you’re both sitting in the last drop, and obviously sevs playing poker or some shit, and maybe she just reaches a hand over and starts rubbing in between your legs over your pants, and maybe her cloak is covering what shes doing up🤭🤭 and even if someone did see, its not like they would say anything bc everyone is scared shitless of her
i think the sevika sphere must have hive mind because i shit you not i got this ask like within an hour of this one:
S-sev groping her girl whenever opportunity arises and her girl being endlessly turned on by it👉🏻👈🏻
hehehe
men and minors dni
sometimes she does it on purpose, but most of the time it's subconscious.
sevika just likes touching you! it's her love language! if you're within reaching distance, sevika's likely got her hands on you.
sometimes it's just your hand. sometimes it's her arm draped around your shoulders, or her fingers tickling the nape of your neck. sometimes, she'll sneak her hand into the back pocket of your pants and give your ass a squeeze, but most of the time she just puts it back there to rest it there.
hands on your hips, around your wrist, her arm hooked with yours-- she just likes having her hands on you. it helps her feel secure-- you ground her in a lot of ways, and when she's touching you she knows you're safe.
but sometimes, when sevika's subconsciously reaching out for you, her hands land somewhere they probably shouldn't.
like when she swings her arm around your shoulders and her palm falls on your tit.
or when she reaches over to hold you while you're sitting beside each other, and her hand lands on your upper thigh.
or it cups your cunt.
like right now.
you're sitting beside her while she plays her cards. she's completely unaware of your current predicament, chatting and laughing with the boys, mech hand holding her cards, while her flesh thumb draws circles against your clothed crotch.
you wonder what she thinks she's touching. she can feel your thighs clenching around her hand-- she has to know she's holding you there, but she's oblivious, the itch in her brain to touch you has been soothed, and she doesn't question it any farther.
so you have to sit and be cool while your girlfriend gropes you in the middle of the crowded bar.
luckily, nobody can see beneath the table.
luckily, nobody would even dare to say anything to sev even if they could.
unluckily, sevika's just ordered another round for the table, meaning she's nowhere near done for the night.
when theriam returns with a tray full of glasses, you down yours before he can finish passing everyone else's out. he shoots you a weird look when you ask him to bring you two more. you're going to need them if you're going to get through tonight.
ten minutes pass. sevika's hand doesn't move, her thumb doesn't cease it's teasing, gentle swiing.
twenty minutes. at one point sevika leans over to press a smooch to your temple. your cunt throbs in her hand. she has no idea.
at the thirty minute mark, you get fed up.
you don't know why you thought more alcohol would help you tame your arousal. it's only made it worse. beside you, sevika's got a cigar between her teeth and a furrow between her brows as she studies her hand of cards. she looks so fucking good you think you might pass out.
sevika chuckles at something someone at the table said, her eyes scrunching up with her smile, the little gap in her teeth revealing itself. that's it.
you reach forward and grab her flesh wrist, pressing her hand firmly against your cunt and squeezing your thighs around her hand.
beside you, sevika freezes.
you can see the gears turning in her head as she realizes exactly which part of you she's been groping. the cigar in her mouth droops as her jaw drops. her thumb ceases it's sweeping motion. her eyes grow wide, you watch in fascination as her pupils dialate.
she's still not looking at you. you quickly scan the crowd at the table. nobody's looking in your direction, so you lean forward to whisper.
"you are driving me. fucking. crazy." you growl against her ear.
sevika snaps back to life, turning to look at you as you sink back against the booth.
when your eyes meet, sevika gulps. your lips twitch up at the side, and sevika's eyes snap down to study your mouth.
"fuck." sevika whispers, her voice shaky. you smile.
"your turn's next." you say, nodding at the table. sevika blinks, her eyes darting to the game before looking back at you. she licks her lips.
sevika's eyes dart up and down your body, trying to soak in the sight of you before she has to focus on the game again. you can tell she's fucking you in her head, can see her eyes mentally stripping you of your clothes. you chortle, and stop on her foot beneath the table.
it's her turn.
sevika turns her attention back to the game, but under the table against your cunt, her fingers start wiggling against you. you hide your gasp by faking a yawn. two can play this game.
you slump against sevika's side, nuzzling your head against her shoulder and hugging her arm, pretending you're just tired and resting against your girl.
tilting your head so only sevika can hear you, you let out a tiny, quiet whimper. sevika fumbles with her cards and shoots you a glare. you ignore her.
sevika's hand joins her fingers in their movement, her palm rubbing circles at the apex of your thighs, giving your clothed clit enough friction to make your thighs twitch. you dig your nails into her arm, and beside you, sevika lets out a little gasp of pain.
"you good, sev?" ran asks across the table. sevika freezes beside you, and you bite your lip to hide your laugh.
"y-yeah, all good. gonna have to call it quits for the night. my girl's gettin' tired, gotta get her home and put her in bed."
a chorus of groans and protests ring out around the table. you have to bite back your smile as sevika rises from the bench, waving goodbye to her friends, then glaring at you when she sees you still sitting.
the second you're on your feet, sevika's grabbing your arm and dragging you out of the bar. you laugh the whole way.
she ducks down the alley with you in tow, shoving you against a brick wall and crowding into your space. you smile at her.
"thought we had to get home? thought i was gettin' tired?" you tease her. sevika rolls her eyes.
"fuck off." she mumbles. you giggle.
"you're so cute. so clingy you don't even realize you're practically fingerbanging me at the table."
sevika groans. "shut up!" she says, a faint blush blooming on her cheeks. you grin.
"what did you think you were holding?" you ask between your giggles. sevika chuckles, unable to stop herself, and shrugs.
"i dunno, just like havin' my hands on you." she says. "helps me think."
you melt, all your teases dying at her words. you reach forward and pull her closer to you by her belt loops until she's crushing you against the wall. her hands grip your hips. "give me a kiss." you whisper.
sevika smirks, and leans forward to press her lips against yours in a sweet, chaste kiss. you sigh against her, pushing her away before she can get handsy, taking her hand in yours.
"c'mon. take me home and put me to bed." you say with a wink. sevika laughs.
"oh, with pleasure." she says, swinging your hands between the two of you as you begin your stroll home.
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eeunoia · 11 months
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ENHYPEN Sunghoon Mafia Special
pairings: park sunghoon x reader
synopsis: married life with mafia boss sunghoon.
word count: 2k
warnings: violence, mention of fight and blood. (tell me if i missed something)
important note📎: if you haven’t read the one shot about park sunghoon as mafia, you have to read it first before reading this. you can find there fic › here
note📎: this is super short! i don’t know if this is the kind of special chapter you are expecting, but i hope you like it. the names that will be mentioned here are totally unplanned and on the spot. don’t expect too much, but let me know about your thoughts! this special chapter is not that violent. lmao, anyway have a nice day/night. i love you! 🤍
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“How do you think will you export these stuff without getting caught by the authorities?” Sunghoon raised one of his brow strictly at one of his employee when they presented this proposal for him.
They glanced at each other worriedly, he can see through those eyes how they’re very anxious about this report. He can see that they’re prepared. Base on the way their report looks like visually, it doesn’t seem rushed. But they are too scared to say one wrong thing in front of him. That’s one thing his employee will always find hard. He’s too intimidating for them.
“U-Uhm,” the one in the middle says. He gulped hardly, “We w-will...” he can almost see his sweats from his chair.
Sunghoon sighs and tilted his head, “Do you have a plan or not? You’re wasting my time.” he spats that drained the color out of his worker’s face.
“I’m s-sorry, Sir.” he stuttered and was about to talk again, but someone interrupted.
“Don’t you think you’re scaring them too much, Mr. Park?” everyone’s attention darted at the door when they heard you talk. You can see the relief over their faces at the sight of you.
Sunghoon’s eyes softens when he looked at you. He stood up and walks over you right away, taking you over his arm for an embrace. “Love, you’re here.” he mumbles and placed a kiss at your neck once.
You chuckled and caress over his hair then waved over his employees around. They all waved back with relief. The sight of you clearly means that they can finally breath and get away from the boss' wrath.
You pull away from his embrace to cup his face and place a kiss at his lips. It was just short, but enough for Sunghoon. He smiles a little then stared at your face for a while before he leans again for another smooch. After giving affection, he guided you towards his seat and he sat down. He ordered one of his men to drag a chair for you.
His hand possessively wrapped over your waist and he dropped a kiss at your shoulder blades. You grabbed the folder in front of him and read the proposal. Sunghoon’s attention is now darted at you, the meeting all forgotten. The employee in front looked more relaxed now that you are the one talking and asking about it. He executes his report pretty well.
“There,” you smiled at him. “That sounds a good plan. What do you think, Mr. Park?” you glanced over to your side and saw how his soft eyes are darted at you.
He smirked and leaned closer to you to whisper something, his lips grazing your ears slightly. “I think you look so hot, Mrs. Park.” he mumbles that made you blush hardly.
You elbowed him slightly and pouted, “Hoon, focus.”
He chuckled and leans away before facing his employees, now his cold stern face is back.
“Yeah, I think that’s good. Everyone dismissed.” he ordered and they all bowed then followed what they told. They all felt relieved that the meeting ended well, and that’s all thanks to you.
Sunghoon then turns his head at you when they all left. “How are you, my love? How’s the trip with (jw’s y/n)?” he asks curious while caressing your waist gently.
You smiled, “It was fun! But I think the trip was short. That’s okay, because I miss you and Sin already.”
He smirked and gave you a peck on your lips. “We missed you too.”
You smiled and rests your head over his shoulder. “Speaking of that boy. What do you think is he doing right now? I hope he’s behaving at school.”
Sunghoon shrugged his shoulders off with a smirk, already doubting if your son is behaving. He didn’t said anything and just leaned in to kiss your forehead.
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“Fight! Fight! Fight!” the children chants altogether while crowding two other kids who's fighting. One of them hovering above, the other on the ground and trying to shield himself from the boy's punches.
“Sin!” a beautiful girl wearing a cute bow came rushing towards the commotion. She looked so worried and was about to come closer to it, but a hand stopped her.
She glanced towards the boy who's staring coldly at her. “Jahan! What are you doing? Stop him!” she exclaimed, sounding frustrated.
“Don’t come close Alana or else you’ll get all dirty.” he says in a bored tone before pointing his chin towards the chaos.
Since they were fighting at the ground, dirt are now all over the two boys. None dared to meddle and stop them from fighting. No one will ever try to get in between. Specially if its Russin Park. They don’t want to mess with him.
“Where’s my brother? Ask him to stop him!” Alana panicked and glanced back at Sin who's now shamelessly beating up his classmate.
Jahan shrugged his shoulder off, completely unbothered. Alana groaned and shoved away his hold off when she realized he’s useless. She rushed closer, but kept enough distance.
“Russin! I said stop already!” she shouted that halt the boy's fist mid-air.
He looked over his shoulder and when he saw how terrified she looks, he clenched his jaw and slowly calmed down. He looked back over the boy beneath him. He’s almost unconscious, nose broken and eyes swollen from all the punches he gave him.
Sin smirked at him then scoffed, “Remember to not mess with me.” he said and stood up. He kept his stares at the poor boy.
“Stay away from Alana.” and he kicked his feet slightly.
He turned around and walked towards the girl. He kept his stares at her. The world suddenly felt blurry, all that matters now is her. Alana Park. He don’t understand anything. He’s too young to know anything about love, but one thing’s for sure. He don’t like sharing her.
Even before he can say something, their guidance counselor arrived the scene and called him over the disciplinary office. He groaned and left with no choice but to go.
“This is the third time this month, Mr. Park.” the stress over the tone was evident. He seemed mad, but Sin didn’t give any care. Even if he is mad, he knows he won’t do anything to him.
“Your father is on his way here now.” he starts. Sin didn’t show any emotion and just kept his bored look on his face. “Together with your mother.” he added that caught his attention.
“What?” now, he seemed alarmed.
His father is okay. He can just reason out with him, but his mom? She won’t spare him at all. She will surely ground him because of this. He lets out a groan and walked outside after getting dismissed.
“Dude, seriously? You should stop getting into fights!” it was Jace. Alana’s twin brother. The two of them are his Uncle Jay’s children. One of his father’s good friend.
“Where were you even?! You should’ve stopped him!” Alana seemed stressed still. Sin eyed and watched her carefully. A smile slowly appeared over his lips when he saw how worried she looked.
When they met eyes, she quickly shoot him glares. “What are you smiling at?!”
He shakes his head, but still smiling. “Nothing.” he mumbled and walked closer to carry her bag for her.
“Where’s Jahan?” she asks her brother after she lets Sin carry her bag. Jahan is the son of their Uncle Jake, also one of the good friend of their Dads.
Jace shrugs his shoulder, “Probably taking a nap at the library or something.”
“Russin!” they all turned their heads at that voice.
It was you, together with Sunghoon. The look on your face says it all. It was enough to make Sin worried. Alana and Jace greeted you before you finally made it close to your son. You gently grabbed his chin to check his now bruised face.
“Look at you!” you scanned him and your heart almost fell at the sight of blood stains at his uniform.
“Look at your uniform!” you added.
He sighs, “Its not my blood.” he says.
You shoot him glares. “And is that suppose to calm me down?” you were hysterical. Not that this is the first time your son got caught in this situation, but as a mother, you think you will never get used seeing him with bruises and blood stained clothes.
You and Sunghoon are blessed to have a son. You love him very much, but he’s very hard headed and a trouble maker. He takes after his father. Too much, that you want to feel upset because he took nothing from you when you’re the one who carried him for nine months! This boy is a splitting image of his father.
“You are seriously grounded, young boy!” he expected it already.
“But Mom—”
“No buts! We’ll talk later.” and you turned around to go with Sunghoon inside the office.
Sin groaned and sat down.
“Serves you right for causing trouble.” Alana mumbled. He glanced up at her but he just smirked.
“It was worth it.” he says that made her frown even more.
“Whatever! We’re going home now. Let’s go Jace.” and she grabbed her things from Sin’s hold.
Sin chuckles and even before she can walk far, he calls her again.
“I’ll call later.”
“I won’t answer!” she shouted that made him smirk.
“You can try, Alana.” and he nodded towards Jace who just salutes at him playfully. He even did a praying gesture that made him laugh. He’s so stupid.
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“I couldn’t believe you! This is the third time you got into a fight, Russin. Its not going to be good for your school records.” you said really stressed and frustrated. You are now back at your home and currently scolding him.
“You are grounded for a month!” and you looked at him sternly.
Sunghoon’s just at the other sofa, silently watching. Russin seemed annoyed by his punishment and he stood up with a furrowed brows.
You can’t help but to feel a little amused. How he resembles his father so much is just crazy. No doubt that he’s Park Sunghoon’s son, no dna needed indeed.
“A month? But Mom—” he was about to argue but his Father talked.
“Russin.” one word and it was enough to shut him. He sat down and tried to calm down.
You sighed, “Talk to him, Hoon. I don’t know what to do with his temper! You two are so alike!” and you stormed out of Sunghoon’s office.
Sunghoon sighed, “How many times should I tell you? Talk back to me, but never talk back to your mother.” he sounded strict.
Sin draws in a sigh, “How come I can talk back to you, but not to Mom? Aren’t you the boss, Dad?” he asked really confused.
His father smirks, “Oh trust me. She’s the real boss.” and he crossed his arm then tilts his head over to the side.
“So,” he starts, “Did you give him a good beating?” his father added that made him smile wider.
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“Hey, love.” Sunghoon greets you and approached closer to drop a kiss at your shoulder before hugging you from behind.
You are staring blankly outside of your windows when he entered your shared bedroom. “Did you talk to him?” you asked still very worried of your son.
He smiled, “Of course. I gave him a good scolding.”
Sunghoon nearly laughed, but he stopped himself. He doesn’t want you to now that instead of scolding your son, they both talked about it and he even ends up giving advices for him for next time. Of course, you don’t have to know about it. Its between them both. Father and son secret.
You sighed then glanced back outside the window. “Do you think we should set him an appointment? His temper is really getting worst.”
Sunghoon chuckles, “Nah, Sin doesn’t need it. Its normal for his age to get into fights.”
You furrowed your brows, “Normal? He’s just 11!”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“And Jahan's the same age as him but he’s always in good behavior.” you added, mentioning Jake’s son.
Sunghoon smirked, “Jahan is just different from our son. Don’t worry too much, okay?”
You stared at his eyes and slowly calm down. “Okay.” you sighed. “I can’t believe he did that because he doesn’t want other guys lurking around Alana. He’s so possessive.”
Sunghoon chuckled again this time. You squinted your eyes at him, “Seems like he got it from someone, don’t you think?”
Your husband smirked, “Should we set their wedding? I’ll talk to Jay hyung.” and he leans over to kiss you.
This time you chuckled, “Jay oppa will go crazy, baby. He won’t let go of his princess that easily.”
Sunghoon smiled, “For sure.” then he kissed your lips.
“I love you, y/n.”
You pouted and cupped his face, “I love you more. You and Sin are my world.”
Sunghoon placed feathery kissed over your neck then chin, until his lips came near yours. “I love you even more. I love you two so much.”
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they're-both-so-helpless
Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader
Word Count: ~600
CW: explicit language, mild sexual content
Author’s Note: starting 2024 off w/ Kyojuro❣️ Began writing this while at work… winter makes for slow days when selling ice cream. 😆 Pt 2 coming ~soon aka prob within the next 24 hrs since my shift’s almost over lol.
emphasis-on-helpless, helplessly-in-love
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Missing your boyfriend is tough… especially when he isn’t actually your boyfriend.
“He might as well be!” Mitsuri says whenever she’s with you, “I swear you check your phone at least twice as often ever since you became friends.” The tips of your ears warm, eyes glued to the newest Snap of Kyojuro’s cheerful face. “Will you at least show me?” Mitsuri huffs, head tilting to catch a glance, “Aww, he’s so cute!” “But he’s not my boyfriend,” you mutter, quickly snapping a blurry photo of your melting ice cream. Eyes gleaming, Mitsuri hums knowingly, slinging a giddy arm around you without another word. You silently thank her gesture of respecting your privacy—something your other friend, Shinobu, rarely does—hurriedly eating a spoonful of your dessert as he snaps back: You got ice cream without me?! ☹️ I fear I am mortally wounded. 💔 You appease him with a Snap of your own frown, promising him i’ll bring u next time 🥺🍦 pointedly ignoring Mitsuri’s smooching noises when Kyojuro fires back with It’s a date! 😁😋 Sooo maybe nobody respects your privacy.
You’ve never considered yourself shy, but you have resigned yourself to being perpetually friendzoned, a bit too person-next-door in a would-never-date-their-neighbor way rather than a person-next-door who also is-totally-down-to-date-their-handsome-neighbor way. Like puffing out your chest while walking on the sidewalk to convey confidence and get people out of your path, you’ve mastered the art of giving off don’t-fuck-with-me vibes — despite desperately wanting to fuck.
And therein lies the problem-not-actually-a-problem with one Rengoku Kyojuro. Also known as, Mitsuri’s favorite barista. Also known as, immediately flirted with you when Mitsuri finally took you to his cafe for brunch, writing his number on your cup and everything. Also known as, might not have been flirting with you and in fact was just being nice because he has yet to properly-not-jokingly ask you on a real-official-non-platonic date. You’ve survived a blustery autumn of pumpkin spice lattes and too many free muffins, persevered through a surprisingly snug winter of It’s my special recipe hot chocolates and ice skating with the gang (Mitsuri, Shinobu, Kyojuro, and his insufferable friend Tengen), and felt wistfully hopeful as spring came and went, having your voice compared to blossoming flowers and your smile to tender sunshine… only to dream alone, his contagious grin and addictingly cozy hugs lingering even as you woke with the sensation of tears in your eyes.
“You should tell him how you feel!” Shinobu sighs, an exasperated, endeared sound as she watches you bemoan your adoration.
“Oh yeah, because he definitely feels the same after a year of literally zero signs!”
“He called your ice cream plans last week a date,” Mitsuri chimes in, rubbing your shoulders as she exchanges a they’re-both-so-helpless look with Shinobu.
“Platonically,” you shoot back, sagging into Mitsuri’s touch, “He’s so gentlemanly and sweet, I never know whether we’re flirting or he’s simply being polite! Friendly! A friend!”
“I repeat,” Shinobu deadpans, “Tell him how you feel.”
You pout, chewing on your upper lip as you mumble, “And if he doesn’t like me?”
“Nonsense!” Mitsuri declares brightly, squeezing you—Owww—a little too hard, “He doesn’t talk to anyone else like he talks to you.”
“I talk to you differently than I talk to Shinobu. Doesn’t mean anything,” you grumble.
“I’m trying to uplift you,” Mitsuri huffs, playfully pulling on your earlobe, “Trust us. Okay? He would absolutely date you if he knew you were interested in dating.”
“Since when have I said I’m not interested?!” you wail in dismay.
“You’ve never said you are interested,” Shinobu quips.
You scowl at her as she tosses a good natured pillow at you, Mitsuri clicking her tongue as you squish the pillow against your sternum, heart aching when your phone lights up Rengoku Kyojuro sent you a Snap • 🔥.
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