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"Sweet" Boyfriend!Geto
Imagine boyfriend!Geto with a tattoo sleeve who gives off “big scary male”. Always has a glare on his handsome face. Sharp jawline, sharp canines, and his dark, long strand hair pulled back. Looks like he would kill you and most definitely will if crossed.
Boyfriend!Geto who is anything but scary to his cutie girlfriend. The girl who has his heart and soul wrapped around her finger. The girl he loves to hold to his broad chest in between his muscular arms.
Boyfriend!Geto who takes his sweet girl out on boba tea dates. He’ll match with her but the only difference is she is covered in pink and his outfit is completely black. He loves making his girl happy and would snap the neck of anyone who put the slightest frown on her face.
Boyfriend!Geto who orders for his sweet girl whether she is too shy or not. He wants to take care of her anyway possible and believes his baby shouldn’t lift a finger. Always making sure she got extra of her favorites and that her order was right. He had the poor barista shaking from fear when he didn’t add the extra toppings to his girl's drink.
Boyfriend!Geto who lets his pretty girl braid his hair because he loves when she is touching him. Making her sit on his lap because it’ll help her get a better angle according to him. Really he loves holding her waist and smelling her sweet perfume. He can’t help but give her kisses on her jaw and neck as she concentrates on giving him two braids as bangs.
Boyfriend!Geto who no one has seen smile, but that’s all his girl sees him does. Eyes crinkling at the corners and pearly whites on display every time she is in close proximity to him. He feels his heart speed whenever he looks at her and feels the most joy in the world.
Boyfriend!Geto who isn’t the jealous type but doesn’t appreciate others disrespecting his relationship. He’s your boyfriend and makes the know to the annoying boy who he catches bugging his baby. You’ll never see it, but Geto has a murderous glare in his eyes making the boy stumble over his words and scramble away.
Boyfriend!Geto who acts oblivious when you question why guys always disappear before you can introduce your “sweet” boyfriend. Just giving you the response that you shouldn’t worry about it because people can be weird.
Boyfriend!Geto who will never let his sweet baby know the fear he puts into other men. She doesn’t need to know the blood he has carried on his hands to keep his baby happy. His sweet girl only needs to know that she is loved and that he will always be there for her.
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Thoughts of a Slutty Virgin - 🧚🏽♀️
Cuz I want a scary tatted bf to take me out on boba dates rn☹️
ENJOY!
"Sweet" Boyfriend!Geto Cont.
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𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ perv!huening kai
mdni 18+ only!
⋆ pairing: bobarista!kai & bobarista f!reader
⋆ summary: your shy and unbearably handsome new co-worker seemed normal. that is, until you catch him peeking through the back door to watch you change.
⋆ genre/themes/warnings: pervy!kai, no strong dom/sub themes, semi-public masturbation (m), getting caught (?)
⋆ word count: 1.7k
a/n: ITS TIME HE IS FINALLY HEREEEEEE. might do a pt 2 cuz im not very satisfied w this and i need them to fuck JDKDJF 😭 tysm to @boba-beom for helping me brainstorm <333 enjoy :3
kai never meant to keep this habit up.
the first time was an accident. it was the one time you both were doing the closing shift, and like the nice boy he is, he let you get changed out of your work clothes first.
by the time he finished, you still weren’t out to greet him by the counter. kai decided, he’ll just take a slight peep at the back since he needed to discard his apron and hang it up anyway. it’s like the universe set the pieces perfectly in front of him, because the locker room door seemed to creak softly until an opening formed.
there’s been a number of times where he’s tried to make his broad frame smaller, curling behind the wall while watching you take off your shirt, memorising the colours and patterns of your underwear. kai could probably recite it the same way he does the boba shop’s menu – probably even better. it’s no wonder that you’re the first thing on his mind when his fist closes in on his length, and the last when he’s hiccuping your name while spilling for the third time every other night. the guilt only catches up to him when he feels the slimy ooze of his cum sliding down his stomach, wincing at the feeling.
he says this each time, something along the lines of, “i just passed by!” or “the door was open anyway…” to his own conscience. he knows you’re not hearing anything he says to justify why he starts to stay outside the locker room five minutes longer, ten minutes more — why he urges you to change clothes first, and why he keeps signing up for shifts that line up with yours.
at first, you thought kai’s constant efforts of being around you while blushing and barely being able to look at you was a small crush. something that dissipates once you undergo the weekend rushes, but kai continues his advances.
he makes you your favourite bubble tea and watches intently as your lips latch onto the thick straw then suction out the pearls. he helps you arrange boxes of ingredients when you can’t reach the tallest shelf, always hovering behind you and says he’s just “making himself useful.”
what you don’t know is that he’s grown an odd liking to watching your lips plump up against the roundness of the straw, fueling his feverish dreams of having you on your knees and doing the same to his cock. you don’t know that when he offers to ‘make himself useful’, he’s often thinking with his dick. he’s dazed by the delicious view of your skirt riding up, inwardly cheering when he catches a glimpse of where your thigh high socks squeeze the fat of your thigh.
on other days, he goes mad from seeing your shitty tights rip from the smallest movements. he pictures ruining them entirely, your face pressed against the very same lockers where he watches you undress.
the first time the bells started to ring in your head that kai may not be as innocent as you think, you’re just a bit shocked.
you recall the door being slightly ajar, and in hopes that your co-worker was still at front, you slung your bag over and went out, only to be greeted by kai’s blushing face and obvious boner. your eyes met for a brief moment, and while you expected some sort of explanation, kai only flashed an awkward smile like always and walked past you.
“s-see you tomorrow, yn.” he said, as if the huge elephant in the room wasn’t ghosting over your skin as he made his way into the locker room. if you hadn’t looked down, you would have thought you just caught kai in his natural state – flushed pink and too shy for his own good. but that definitely changed your mind.
so, you decided to run a few experiments to test your hypothesis.
the next few weeks consist of essentially testing your potentially perverted co-worker. it should be a harder pill to swallow, finding out kai had been watching your half-naked body for a good ten minutes per day. yet, you find yourself taking pride in the way you make kai act. you don’t bother to check if the door closes fully behind you each time you go change.
kai’s on his first toilet break of the day. he blames you and your choice of outfit. lately, you’ve been coming in in mini skirts and thigh highs, and today, you’re in one of his favourite pleated skirts and another one of your flimsy tights.
he swears you’re doing it on purpose, because on restock day, you’re typically grumpy and wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. but just the other day, you were fishing out the packets of pearls from the delivery, bent over with your cute, strawberry-printed panties immediately drawing out a “g-gonna take a break real quick!” from kai.
as if masturbating to you in the privacy of his bedroom wasn’t enough, he’s developed a sick routine of jerking off in the unkempt staff toilet. kai spends more of his lunch hours with his hands enveloping his cock at the thought of you than actually taking a break.
when it’s time for you to leave, your normal routine ensues. you go into the locker room with kai not-so-discreetly following behind, acting as if he’s double checking if the stock in the back is the right amount.
today though, kai doesn’t know what overcomes him. maybe it was the fact that you wore a matching set; pretty pink lace adorning your skin, holding you in places he wishes he could get his filthy hands on. maybe it’s the fact that you’re half-naked for a good five minutes, distracted on your phone to even proceed switching to a comfy sweatshirt.
within those five minutes, kai’s palming himself over the thick material of his jeans.
in the next two, he’s fumbling over the zipper and hastily unhooking the button. his cock is very obviously staining his briefs, leaking profusely and begging to be freed.
kai is quick to fall prey to his urges; what really does it for him is the way you bend over to pick up something that fell to the floor. he doesn’t notice nor care what it is. it’s tunnel vision from here on out, eyes trained on the plushness of your ass, deliciously cradled by your panties and pushed out for his viewing.
his mind is overtaken by obscenities. everything from smothering his face in your cunt to your knees faltering from how he’s made you cum.
he pictures his leaking tip soiling the crotch of your panties, imagining how he’d rut in and out between your thighs, like some makeshift fleshlight, before pulling your underwear off. his eyebrows scrunch at the thought of your skin covered in streaks of white. he thinks that you’d look up at him with wide eyes that ask for “one more?” even when he’s given you his load over and over, grunts morphing to sensitive whimpers.
kai’s body is on overdrive; eyes threatening to shut as his mind drifts into familiar territory but not wanting to miss the sight in front of him. his teeth are digging into his bottom lip to the point of tasting blood, while his arms are starting to give out from the speed he’s stroking himself at.
when you finally snap out of your phone break, kai takes it as a sign to speed up more than he already is. his hips chase after his tight fist, desperate to finish before you find out about his little secret. his stomach caves from the spike of euphoria until it peaks and he can’t stop himself from shooting out ribbons of his cum, his bottom lip surely taking a cut from how hard his canines have sunk into the skin.
he finally releases his bottom lip and takes a quick breather, cautious about whether you’ve put your clothes on. kai scrambles to rip a tissue roll to wipe the floor when he sees you absentmindedly smiling at your phone and walking towards the door.
he leaps into the staff toilet in a rush, just before you step out of the locker room.
you’re still on your phone when you move to the front of the shop, waiting on kai before taking your leave. glancing up at the toilet door from where you’re seated, you stifle a laugh as you think back on the delectable view you caught a peek at earlier. you shake your head at your co-worker’s antics, finding it a mix of silly, pathetically weird and also… sexy? hot?
kai makes an entrance with his apron snug against his body. you try to hold back a full-blown laugh and settle for a polite smile instead, waving your hand at him. “i’m gonna head out now– oh, wait,” your eyebrows knit together upon seeing the fresh tear on his lip.
you rush to his side, pressing your chest against him as your hands reach out to his face. your thumb rests on his bottom lip but you can feel his cheeks heat up against your other fingers. you know what you’re doing, and kai knows that you do. he’s thanking his self from five minutes ago for putting on this apron, because if not, you’d be stuck feeling his awakening hard on again.
“did you get hurt today? i didn’t see this earlier.” you frown, pressing your thumb against his bottom lip. he winces slightly, trying to pull away. a breath is stuck in his throat, the closeness rendering him to just a couple of meek nods or shakes of his head.
kai finally manages to get you back in your space. he shakes his head, “o-oh.. yeah! just– just cut my lip while eating earlier..?”
“be careful next time, yeah?” you chuckle, playfully bumping into him with your hip. “that face is our best seller!”
he laughs nervously, “that’s all you..!”
you’re leaning towards him again, coy with your hands folded behind your back. just enough to have him hitching his breath and anticipating more, but not so much to touch him.
you smile mischievously, hinting at what you just saw earlier. “both of us then? we put on a good show, hm?”
he gulps, “uh– no, you’re definitely much better.”
“i dunno,” you tease, finger tapping your lip almost mockingly as if pondering. “you’re a quick thinker.”
oh shit. you knew.
#from.313#313.hardhours#313.hyuka#huening kai x reader#huening kai drabble#huening kai x you#txt scenarios#txt x reader#txt imagines#huening kai hard thoughts#huening kai hard hours#txt hard hours#txt hard thoughts#huening kai smut#txt smut
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what's up i slept 3 hours last night so here's Would the 141 understand what “can you check me?” means (+ period headcanons with gn partners)
CW: menstruation
Johnny. Yes. In my world, this man grew up with siblings and received a crash-course education. Chances are, if you've spent enough time together, he knows when you're on your cycle. Stocks up on your favorites every month without saying a word. He's already checking when you're out and about with him without really meaning to. Second nature. Did you need to run out for products? They're already under the sink.
Kyle. Yes. An ex-partner experienced brutal periods and was an anxious wreck. Like Soap, Kyle checks without a second thought if he knows you’re on your period. It helps he’s already naturally attentive: fixing stray hairs, flipping shirt tags, pulling your hood out of jackets, and the like. Not about to let you stress this, too.
Simon. No. He hasn't dated anyone long enough to learn, nor does anyone ask. But he's not an idiot. Connects the dots when you speed-walk ahead or slyly turn your back to him when you stand and ask. The first time, though, he stands there a tick. "Check you for what? Lice?" loudly, as a joke, then crumble when you explain. (Coffee, tea, boba - what's your treat of choice? He's buying and apologizing with a deep-tissue massage.)
Price. This man learned a long time ago in secondary school. Thinks it’s cute there’s a ~universal code~. Can I check you? That’s precious, sweetheart. His eyes are always on you. The type of man to wear over-shirts or carry spare jackets you can tie around your waist if need be. Need a pain reliever? The guy always has them on hand. Also a massage person, and a living heating pad.
#call of duty#captain john price#john price#kyle gaz garrick#gaz cod#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#headcanons#gn!reader#gn!yn#inspired by a real life conversation#i think it's neat there's a universal code#anyway#i'm in pain and would like price to spoon me thanks
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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕄𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 ₊˚ˑ༄
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @kataba request: Before requests close, could I request Thoma, Ayato, Neuvillette, and Wriothesley being told they're their s/o's whole world?
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Yes, of course! I made one-shot format and with reader kinda confessing or blurting it out... so hopefully this'll suit you too!
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff
Thoma was honestly so purely kind for you. Despite just coming back from work, he still willingly helped you with small cleaning at your place. You knew it was a bit messy and could probably take care of it alone, but he didn't seem to take no for an answer.
He was just softly humming as he calmly did the dishes for you. It was the last thing that needed cleaning and he was stubborn enough to make you sit down while he finishes it.
Using the moment and your boredom, you layed on your hand and looked at him with gentle smile. He's doing so much for you... so you might as well drop small compliment that'll hopefully make his day!
"You're like... my whole world, you know?"
You could hear your boyfriend slightly chuckle as he dried his hands. Despite him not being turned your way, you just knew your words had to cause him at least a little blush.
"Well... why thank you. It goes both ways, so I hope you know it goes both ways!"
He finally turned to you with hand scratching the back of his neck, his face indeed had slightly pink hue.
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your perfect malewife~
Ayato was working like always and you just came back from little tea break with Ayaka, hoping that her brother will be done by the time you two finished your endless chat.
But when you came back into his office, you saw him still filling those papers... A bit bored you decided to give him a little surprise~
You sneaked behind his back and swiftly kissed his cheek, causing his head to finally raise from those papers and look directly at you.
"Oh? And what's that for, my love?"
You could see the slight surprise in his eyes. You thought he'll notice you faster than get scared but it seems like you catches him off guard after all! He almost made it too easy for you to be a little bit cheeky.
"What? Can't I even kiss my world now~?"
You chuckled while asking your little question, noticing it caused small smile on your boyfriend's face as well! Because there was particular compliment that catched his attention... he knows you're not one to throw words on air, so you describing how he's your world really just made his day.
"Thank you... I believe we both think similarly of each other. Because believe me when I say, I can't even imagine my life without you next to me..."
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your boba lover!
Neuvillette and you were on your classic walk, so the two of you could just hold hands and relax after long day...
None of you mind the silence but your boyfriend decided to break it, because he just found topic he wanted to explore. Knowing you most likely wouldn't mind, he decided to just straight up ask you that.
"I'm curious if you find Teyvat charming... you're not from here if I remember correctly... or maybe you don't like it at all?"
You looked around and was about to answer normally, but then you for a perfect idea for that a situation and looked directly at him instead with a cheesy grin.
"Honestly... the only world I'm currently admiring is you."
You could just see your boyfriend smoking under his nose and having his head down. The sky also seemed so much brighter all of the sudden... well it is 12pm so no wonder about that actually.
When Neuvillette was finally done with smiling to himself after your comment, he raised tour hand with his and placed soft kiss on its back, silently thanking you for your compliment before you continued your walk
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@bleachtheidiot @toyaswif3y - come get your otter judge!
Sigewinne asked you one day about your feelings towards Wriothesley, so naturally you answered them, not hiding the fact you think of him as of your whole world.
When you entered his office, you just saw Melusine walking out in dancy peace and humming happily. You looked at your boyfriend with slight confusion who was slightly smiling.
"Sorry for that, Sigewinne just... kept me company for a while. I was worried you might've changed your plans..."
You just smiled in assuring way, noticing his mood. You came closer and places your hand on your shoulder.
"No, no... I just needed to explain the path to few explorers. I could never forget about my whole world, you know~?"
On your words, Duke just smiled we if you've just confirmed every informations he needed.
"So it's true... sorry to spill it out bur Sigewinne told me how you called me."
You normally wouldn't mind but you really just ended up rambling to Sigewinne at some point... and if she said it all to Wriothesley... well, it certainly boosted his ego. But seeing this proud smile on his face... you really couldn't mind how much he've heard in this moment.
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your teddybear duke~
#genshin#genshin impact#x reader#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#thoma#kamisato ayato#wriothesley#thoma x reader#ayato x reader#wriothesley x reader#genshin thoma#genshin ayato#genshin wriothesley#genshin thoma x reader#genshin ayato x reader#neuvillette#neuvillette x reader#genshin neuvillette#genshin neuvillette x reader#genshin wriothesley x reader#fluff#genshin fluff#oneshot#genshin oneshot
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paw prints & presents | jjk
⛓️pairing: hotnerd!jungkook x popular!reader
⛓️genre: smut, fluff, college!au
⛓️summary: You and Jungkook never discussed Valentine’s Day plans, but that doesn’t mean the night won’t include corny Valentine’s cards and you getting down on your hands and knees in pretty pink lingerie for him.
⛓️word count: 2.1k
⛓️warnings: catdilf!jk, dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, praise kink, dirty talk, oc is a horny lil brat, dry humping, sex on the couch, handjob, blowjob, face fucking, cumshot, she swallows, oc makes another ignorant comment about earl grey tea lol
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a/n: here's a lil smutty drabble i wrote up for valentine's day! (you don't have to read the other p&p fics before reading this one)💖
You’ve been acting a little weird lately. Ever since February came around, you’ve been asking Jungkook about random shit like his favorite flower (lavender), his favorite romcom (none), his favorite day of the year (nonexistent), and his go-to boba order (you called him grandaddy for saying earl grey again). The most recent question was about his taste in lingerie (doesn’t matter because you’re hot regardless).
But whenever he asks why you need to know these things, you just shrug your shoulders and pretend like you’re too busy playing with the cat to answer him. The way you always shush the kitten as soon as he enters the room leads him to believe the two of you are up to no good.
It’s driving him mad.
At one point, he thought you might be sweetening him up for when you go behind his back and adopt another cat because “Lucy needs a friend” and “there’s a cute cow cat at the local shelter.” But something tells him you’ll save the cow cat shenanigans for another time.
The thing is, he’s not completely clueless here. As much as he doesn’t want to think about it, he’s well aware that Valentine’s Day is around the corner. It’s not a day he typically celebrates, but he also doesn’t know how you feel about it yet. If it’s a big deal to you, he’d want to do something thoughtful to live up to whatever the fuck you’re secretly plotting. At the same time, the two of you still haven’t made it official, so perhaps you aren’t scheming anything related to the most romantic day of the year. Perhaps he’s just overthinking it…
…Or not.
A few days before Valentine’s Day, Jungkook comes home from class early and sees something he shouldn’t have seen. Your laptop is out in the open on his bed, but you’re nowhere to be seen—probably in the bathroom or something. He’s always been the kind of guy to respectfully look away from what’s on other people’s computers or phone screens. But it’s kind of hard to ignore the pink lingerie set you apparently just ordered. The lingerie you normally wear is a sexy black or a sophisticated neutral. But this baby pink one, with the tiny red hearts and bows, is way cuter than what he’s used to seeing you in. It’s giving submissive vibes, for sure.
The thought of you wearing that tiny thing on Valentine’s Day would automatically make February 14th Jeon Jungkook’s new favorite day of the year. And that alone is something to celebrate.
But how exactly is he supposed to celebrate? It seems you have your mind made up on surprising him with pretty pink lingerie, but what can he provide in return without being too cheesy? He’s terrible at shit like this. In fact, one of his exes broke up with him specifically because he wasn’t romantic enough. She wasn’t wrong, but it’s not like he’s going to rewire his entire brain to be romantic enough for someone else’s liking. Maybe that’s fucked up of him. Maybe a good partner would make sacrifices and force themself to change for the sake of the relationship if they truly cared.
You’re different, though. With you, nothing feels forced. Rather, he gets an urge to do something nice for you, even if it goes against his natural tendencies. And right now, he wants to also surprise you with a little something on Valentine’s Day.
On the big day, he waits for you to leave for your afternoon class. That’ll give him plenty of time to put together the surprise. All he needs is some pink cardstock, markers, paint, ribbon, and a kitten.
As much as he hates cheesy Valentine’s cards, Jungkook finds himself pondering over what to write on the cardstock. Knowing you, it’s safe to go with something silly and funny. Thankfully, you’re an easy one when it comes to humor.
“Have a paw-esome Valentine’s Day, Mommy,” he writes in bold marker. You’ve been hesitant to call yourself the kitten’s mother despite raising her right alongside Jungkook. But it’s clear that you’re doing a good job. “Love, Lucy.”
He picks up the sleepy kitten, dips her paw pads into safe non-toxic paint, and adds her paw print to the bottom of the card like a signature. As the paint dries, he gives the kitty her first bath, blowdries her fur, and ties a pink little ribbon to her collar.
When the sun goes down, Jungkook rolls up the note and attaches it to the kitty’s ribbon like she’s some messenger pigeon. And then the two of them wait on the couch together, kitten loafing in the boy’s lap, for the door to open.
Five long minutes later, your keys jingle around as you unlock the front door.
“Go hide,” he whispers to the kitten who runs off into his room with a frisky tail in the air. She probably thinks he’s playing hide and seek with her like they normally do. Poor thing.
Jungkook makes himself comfortable on the couch again and pulls out his phone to look natural. Totally normal.
“Hi?” you say as soon as you open the door and see him sitting in the dark living room, his floating face illuminated by his phone screen. You hit the light switch as you kick your shoes off and look around for possible booby traps or jumpscares. It seems you’re very aware that the potential for a surprise is at an all-time high today. Then your eyes fall back on him. “Why do you look like that?”
“Like what?” He scratches the back of his head.
“Like this.” You do the awkward pose thing people do when they’re very clearly failing to act natural. How do you manage to make even the most awkward poses look cute? Maybe your little black dress has something to do with it. You weren’t wearing that earlier when you left for class.
“What do you mean? I’m just here, sitting on the couch with my phone.” Damn, is it really that obvious?
“Ah, so you were here waiting for me to get back from class like a dog?” you tease as you climb into his lap and set his phone aside. Your new perfume is a sensual lavender (no wonder you asked him about his favorite flower). And your dress is so short all he can feel is skin when he grabs hold of your ass. “Don’t worry, I missed you too.”
You snake your hands around the back of his neck and devour his lips, his tongue, his taste. He’ll never get over the moans you make just from kissing him like he’s the finest dessert you’ve ever tasted. Or the way your tongue just laps him up like a kitten—
“Wait,” he says after forcing himself to pull back from your lips. The urge to put his lips right back where they belong is incredible.
“No, Jungkook, I don’t have any homework that needs to get done before we…” Your words trail off as you kiss him some more and roll your hips against his crotch. You’ll never let it go that he’s “the biggest nerd in the world” for always making you finish your homework before sex. Thank god you don’t have any tonight. Because his hard cock is already past the point of no return.
The secret Valentine’s card still needs to be delivered, though. And the poor kitten is still waiting for her daddy to come find her.
“No seriously, wait a sec,” he chuckles, lifting you off of him before walking into his room to scoop up the kitten hiding behind the clothes hanging in his closet. When he rejoins you on the couch, he passes the fluffball to you.
“Ooh, did daddy give you a bath? You look so cute,” You sniff her orange fur and find the rolled-up note tied to her pink ribbon.
Your face quickly goes from curious to smiley as you unroll the note and read the silly message. Jungkook reads it right alongside you as if he wasn’t the one who wrote it.
“Congratulations, it seems Lucy has accepted you as her mother figure,” he says in the straightest face ever.
“Paw-esome?? Mommy??” you giggle, turning to the boy whilst cupping his chin. “Is that what you think of me?”
“It wasn’t me, it was Lucy,” he shrugs. “Right, Lucy?” She meows in agreement.
Then he pins you down against the couch cushions and leans in to whisper, “You’re my baby girl, remember?”
Your face is flushed with color as you nod up at him. You grab a handful of his t-shirt and pull him in. He finds your neck and leaves a trail of little marks as your body heats up beneath him.
“I love the card, by the way,” you manage to get out between breaths. “Thank you, Jungkook.”
“Like I said, it wasn’t from me.” His gives you a few more kisses while running his hands along your dress. As hot as you are in that dress, he’d love to get his hands on everything hiding beneath it. “I didn’t even know today was Valentine’s Day.”
“Liar. You suck, you know that.” You pout for half a second before your horny eyes are showing again. “Guess you don’t want to see the surprise I have for you.”
“What is it?” he asks a little too quickly. He must sound like such a simp.
You sit up, leaning your tits against his chest, and say, “Undress me.”
Jungkook lifts the dress up and over your head to reveal the same lingerie set he saw on your computer screen the other day. Except now it’s on your body. And boy does it look good on you. It doesn’t matter that he already had a sneak peek at it and plenty of time to mentally prepare himself for this. He still can’t take his eyes off of his baby girl looking all pretty in pink. And he forgets to speak.
“What do you think?” You drop to your knees on the carpet and situate yourself between his legs.
“Hot,” is all he can say before you unzip him and get your hands on his hard cock.
“Good.” You wet your lips with a sly tongue. Your hands start stroking his length up and down as you eye his tip. “It was an impulse buy the other day when I was feeling so horny for your cock.”
“Do you need my cock that badly?” he asks, his breath getting rougher.
You nod, licking your lips again. He’d normally make you wait a little longer before letting you give head, but fuck it. It’s Valentine’s Day, and his cock is his gift to you. You’re always begging to suck it anyway.
With a firm hand, he angles your chin up until his erection is staring you in the face. You wrap your lips around him and take him in until he hits the back of your throat. Your cute little gag doesn’t stop you from going right back in, bobbing your head back and forth, up and down his length. He decides to help by thrusting in and out of your throat.
When you stop to catch your breath, his glaze runs down your mouth. You make sure he’s watching when you lick it up and swallow before sucking him more. One of your hands grips his cock while the other travels down into your thong. He watches the way you rub between your legs and rock your body back and forth to pleasure yourself and him at the same time.
You savor each and every drop of him as if it’s the last. Your lips glisten and swell with pleasure as you’re hard at work with his cock. There’s no way anyone else can look this good while doing what you do to him.
“Fuck,” Jungkook groans, fucking your face faster. You moan something that sounds like his name, although it’s kind of hard to understand with a fat cock in your mouth.
At his breaking point, he pulls out and strokes his length until (most of) his cum sprays right into your mouth. You swallow it up while shooting him an awfully innocent smile. After catching his breath, he wipes up the bit of lust on your cheek and lets you suck it off his fingers. You’re such a good girl for him.
“You were so good, baby,” he praises you. You definitely need to be rewarded. “Should we watch one of those romcoms?”
“I thought you said you didn’t like romcoms.” You tilt your head. “We can find something else that we can watch togeth—”
“Pick your favorite romcom.” He shakes your suggestion off and lays you down on the couch so that you’re facing the TV. He hooks a finger on the strap of your thong and tears it off. With his lips just a kiss away from your wet pussy, he says, “I won’t be watching anyway.”
#bts smut#jungkook smut#bts scenarios#bts imagines#bts fanfic#jungkook fanfic#jungkook x reader#bts x reader#bts fluff#bts college au#nerd jungkook
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❝𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬!❞ 𝐟𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
a/n: so maybe I shouldn’t have bought the large boba tea
“some crab sticks sound really good right now,” dazai grumbles as he holds his stomach, finally getting out of the agency to the alleyway behind.
he rests his back on the wall, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, “you can come down now.”
at the silence, dazai quirks his eyebrow with a smile.
a figure drops from above the walls and the air brushes across dazai’s face gently, “looking fresh today,” he smoothly says and you turn to face him and he smirks, “y/n.”
you huff, crossing your arms, “you’re no fun!”
a chuckle erupts out of his chest and he walks towards you, “it’s not like you actually thought you caught me off guard, did you?”
the way you roll your eyes answers him and he laughs, ruffling your hair.
“still a long way for that, my love, but I am sure you can do it,” he muses.
you glare at him and dazai presses his lips to your forehead, “oh come now; I am risking getting fired to meet you in this alleyway. quite the scandal, don’t you think?”
“you make it sound like I work for the port mafia, ‘samu plus you never actually do paperwork.”
yeah, you don’t.
you work in another organization that’s more on the vigilante side and only comes out when necessary. still, you were considered as a pillar as much as the port mafia and the detective agency.
and that’s how he met you.
on a fateful day, when all forces had to join against the guild, he saw you. you were put to do the analysis and planning along his side and ranpo’s.
he didn’t know what to expect out of you, but he sure as hell wasn’t disappointed.
you were captivating to watch in battle (when needed) and absolutely brilliant , and he just had to pop the question, “would you do me the honor of joining me in a double suicide? your beauty would be quite the sight to view as I take my last breaths!”
he didn’t expect you to laugh, moreover for it to turn into a gentle smile and for you to pat him on the head, “you’re cute.”
you turned on your heel to think the plan through even more and dazai was left with ranpo crunching on some chips in the back.
“she totally treated you like a kid.”
“can we not talk about my failures as a man?”
and so that’s how the dynamic between you went, one of a patient and kind soul dealing with a whiny child.
“y/n! y/n! do you want to go out with me sometime tonight?” he asks, eyes filled with hope.
you shake your head gently, “how about you go hang out with atsushi, sweetheart? i am sure he would like your company.”
“but—I want to hang out with you,” the frown and sadness are basically dripping from his voice.
you wave your hand softly, “I am little busy now, honey; you can go play cards with ranpo-kun?”
he looked at you blankly, “…just how old do you think I am?” desperately trying to make his voice as light hearted as possible.
“hm?” you look at him and his slight irritation completely goes away but you answer his question nonetheless, “I was told you were a lot younger than me.”
“like about…?”
“6 to 7 years apparently,” you hum and he is confused; you look so young.
he knows it’s rude, like really rude to ask a lady her age, but he is just itching to know, “I don’t mean to be rude…but—“
“I am 24.”
he looks at you puzzled, and a little offended but he hides that with a pout, “they told you I was 18?”
you nod.
“and you believed them?”
you nod, a little confused and dazai is just wondering about how the hell are you the confused one here.
“do I look that young?”
“yeah,” you reply cautiously before speaking up softly, “…have I offended you?”
he purses his lips and takes a deep breath.
“I am sorry—“
he laughs, cutting you off, “I am actually flattered but I am the same age as you!”
it’s like you did a complete 180, “you sure don’t act like it.”
“pardon?” his smiles a little hesitant now.
“you act like an enfant on steroids, no wonder I was convinced you were younger.”
“oh? so it’s my fault?”
“undeniably so,” you insist before waving him off, “go play somewhere else.”
stubbornly, he takes a seat right beside you, “nope, I actually quite like it here.”
you groan and dazai already counts it as a little victory.
you both sit in silence but then dazai pulls back abruptly gasping, “what—you—why?!”
you giggle, pulling back with a satisfied hum, “now we are equal,” you smile (more like smirk, you little minx, he thinks) twirling the pen in your fingers, “to more rounds of annoying each other!”
he looks at his hand, utterly shocked and offended.
you drew a freaking penis on his hand.
he can’t help the pout that settles on his lips and he, truthfully, has the right to be mad so he grumbles, “and you said I was immature.”
you look at him, contemplating whether to answer him or not but you settle for yes, “it was a little experiment of mine.”
“oh really? how so?” he huffs as you stand up. it’s endearing to you how irritated he is, especially that he is mostly all charming and calm.
you nod, “I wanted to see whether you’re cute or not while pouting,” you chuckle at his face, “and I was correct: you’re pretty cute,” you move away with the slight wave of your hand.
meanwhile, dazai was left gaping. whether at the fact that you called him cute or the smiling penis on his hand, he doesn’t know.
he didn’t know that the rounds will continue till how long forever lasts for the both you.
and he also didn’t know that he would end up with you a couple of weeks later and to his surprise and absolute happiness, you made the first move, but right. dazai was left with no choice but to finally follow his heart and wish that bliss will follow along.
#✎…works#dazai fluff#dazai x reader#dazai x y/n#dazai x you#dazai x fem reader#dazai osamu x you#dazai osamu x y/n#dazai osamu x reader#bsd x reader#bsd dazai#bsd dazai x reader#bsd x you#bsd x y/n#bsd x female reader#bungo stray dogs x you#bungo stray dogs x reader
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When Someone Tries to Touch Your Hair
JJK men x gn black!reader
I had this idea for a little while and I absolutely love it. As someone who has to literally fight off ppl with a stick to keep them from basically "petting" me, I thought it would be so cute to write about the JJK men sticking up for you
Warnings: Fluff!, no nsfw but MINORS ARE STILL NOT ALLOWED GO AWAY, angst in Gojo's, specified braids/locs/twists in Toji's, unwanted physical touch, I think that's it!
Starring: Nanami Kento, Toji Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru
MINORS DNI. AGELESS AND MINOR BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED
Nanami Kento
Of course he remains calm, he's always calm. but trust, inside he is BOILING with anger
Kento adores your hair, it sounds weird but he loves watching you on wash day care and tend to your hair with such detail and precision. Apart of it is so he can learn to do it himself one day so you won't have to spend so much time doing it yourself
He's always buying the best products for you no matter how expensive he knows black hair care products can be.
Design Essentials, Creme of Nature, Mielle, jojoba oil, tea tree oil, hair masks, curling cream-- you name it (or even glance at it in the store) he's already bought it for you
So seeing someone disrespect you by even attempting to touch you makes him absolutely livid
Kento: "I don't know I didn't think it was all that great, the plot didn't really make a lot of sense." Kento said as you two walked out the doors of the movie theater.
Y/N: "What?! I thought it was good, you're always hating on superhero movies you're like an old person. Oh! the boba place closes at 9:30 did you still wanna--
"Oh my gosh I just have to ask who does your hair? It's so pretty!" A young woman around your age popped up from behind you guys, her intensity kind of startling you a little bit
Y/N: "Oh, thank you that's so sweet! I actually do it myself" you smiled and she looked at you in astonishment
"Really? Wow it looks like it was done by a professional, I bet it takes you so long!"
Kento's eyebrow raise and body stiffen in an almost defensive way, he was already anticipating what was coming next
Y/N: "Yeah, sometimes it can. It kind of just depends on how tired I am that d--
Your body leaned back as she reached out to grab the top of your head. Kento wrapped his arm around you and pulled you back by your shoulders, shooting daggers at the woman as if she had just committed an unforgivable act
Kento: "Please step back. You don't need to touch them to compliment them." he reprimanded and held a firmer grip on your shoulder. He wasn't going to yell at a woman he didn't know but he sure as hell was going to get his point across
"O-oh Im sorry I didn't mean anything by it. I just think it looks really ni--
Kento: "Then you can think it's nice from a distance, they're not a dog. Have a good night." Kento intwined your hand in his and led you away to the car. You looked up at him and a small grin grew across your face
Kento: "Don't look at me like that."
Y/N: "You're like a guard dog. Like a snappy little golden retriever." you giggled before planting a kiss on his jaw which he returned with one on the top of your head
Kento: "Cmon lets go get boba."
Toji Fushiguro
Rage, Rage, and more RAGE
The anger that fills this mans body when someone tries to touch you is immeasurable, ESPECIALLY if its a man
Sometimes you have to calm Toji down when someone tries but its no use, he's already out of his seat and practically ready to kill
Toji is definitely someone who values his personal space, so he completely understood your frustration when you talked about how crazy it is that some people think its okay to try and touch you without permission
He's only seen it happen a few times, thankfully most people had common sense. But there was always that one asshole that crosses the line
You and Toji were out on a late night supply run getting items for Megumis science fair project. You roamed through the aisles of the arts and craft store filling your basket with acrylic paint, styrofoam blocks, construction paper and glue sticks
Toji: "What kind of fifth grader does a science project on soil erosion? Can't we just do something normal like a volcano or something?"
Y/N: "Are you gonna keep complaining all night or are you gonna actually help find everything on the list?" You turned around mad dogging him, both of you were tired and a little bit cranky and snappy at one another. Most of it was playful but some of it intended
Toji: "You look like a pig when you scrunch your knows like that." He chuckled attempting to pull you in for a kiss
Y/N: "You bitch-- Go get someone to open the spraypaints for us!" You said shoving your hand in his face and pushing his head back. Toji sauntered away to find the nearest employee to assist you guys
You stood alone in the aisle for a few minutes scrolling through instagram to pass the time until Toji came back, until a tap on your shoulder caught your attention. A random man, had approached you attempting to spark a conversation. Your eyes jotted back and forth around the area wondering where tf could Toji be and why was he taking so long to get back
"You got a really pretty smile you know that? Pretty hair too, you do this all by yourself?" He asked and took one of your (protective style)'s in his hands
Toji: "Now you..." Toji came up behind the man and planted a firm grip on his shoulder, "...are way too ugly and way too short to think they'd ever want someone like you to touch them. Don't you think?"
The man trembled in place at the vast size difference between the two
"I--"
He couldn't get a whole sentence in before Toji pulled him back by his hair then slammed him head first into the shelves next to him, making the man scream in pain. The star captured the attention of multiple employees and needless to say it wasn't long until you were being led out of the building by security.
Toji: "Did I do too much again?" He asked from the passenger seat, knowing full well he didn't regret his actions
Y/N: "We just got banned from the store, what do you think Toji?"
Toji: "Are you mad at me?"
Y/N: "Yes I'm mad!"
Toji: "Mm. The blush on your face doesn't look like someone who'd be mad at me." He grinned and you tried to hide the smile that started to form
Y/N: "Shut the fuck up."
Gojo Satoru
Gojo unfortunately was very ignorant to the topic at first
Maybe it was a cultural difference but when you told him people would ask to touch your hair he thought it wasn’t that big of a deal
“If someone admired your hair so much that they want to get close to it shouldn’t that be a compliment to you? It’s like they’re complimenting an artist for their artwork right? I don’t really see the harm in that, I touch Getos hair all the time and he's fine with it.” He said once before
Nonetheless it led to a very heated argument
He didn’t understand all the fuss around it, that was until he saw it actually happen
Seeing how physically uncomfortable you get when someone you don’t know tries to “pet” you put it all in perspective for him
Y/N: “Gojo, hurry we’re gonna miss the train!” You shouted as you ran through the subway station
Gojo: “I’m coming slow down! I don’t wanna drop anything.” He followed closely behind carrying the other bags of groceries you guys got from the farmers market
You both managed to slip through the train doors in time before it departed. You two managed to find two seats by the window, it was a preferred spot that way you both could gaze upon the countryside greenery as you passed on your way back to the city. Gojo leaned against the window and you leaned against his shoulder, the both of you trying to get some rest after a full day of walking.
The train stopped at its next spot to let on a few more passengers and a tap on your shoulder shook you out of your rest.
“Can i touch your hair?” a young woman behind you asked, but she had already reached out her hand before you could even answer. You pulled back before her hand could touch you
“Oh, um no please don’t do that…” you awkwardly said and turned back around. You looked over at Gojo who you know heard everything but was undermining the situation yet again
Gojo: “Calm down she didn’t mean anything by it, go back to sleep.” He dismissed you, not even bothering to open his eyes as he still laid against the window. You let out a low scoff and laid back against your seat instead of Gojos shoulder like you were before
The next few minutes we’re quiet as you dozed back off until you heard a loud camera click and could hear the girl frantically trying to turn the volume down
Y/N: “Did you just take a picture of me?”
“Oh it wasn't a bad one I was just sending your hairstyle to my friend I think it’s cute.”
Y/N: “I don’t care. Don’t take a fucking picture of me if—
“I didn’t even touch you so calm the fuck down…this is why no body likes to compliment you people anyways. You take everything too goddamn seriously.” she muttered the last bit under her breath but still loud enough to pick up. This sentence being the one that finally caught Gojos attention
Gojo: “What was that?” He stood up towering over the young woman
“I-I didn’t say anyth— I’m s-sor—
Gojo: “Shut up. Delete it. Now.” His eyes pierced through her and she scrambled to reopen her camera and delete the photos. She flipped the phone towards his face to show that they were no longer in her folder
Gojo: “Now go to a different seat. And if you touch them against i’ll smash that stupid fucking phone into the fucking concrete.” The young woman ran from her seat to the other side of the train as quickly as possible and Gojo sat back down. He attempted to put his arm around you but you wanted no part in it, for the next 30 minutes you ignored every attempt he made to get a word out of you. Even on the walk home you were cold
Gojo: “Y/N if you don’t tell me what’s wrong I can’t fix it!” he said as you entered your apartment
Y/N: “IVE TOLD YOU WHATS WRONG BEFORE. YOU DONT LISTEN!” you yelled, something he rarely heard you do, “I told you countless times before that people trying to touch me is a reoccurring problem for me and what did you do? You belittled me and made it seem like no big deal. Why did it take someone being blatantly racist towards me for you to actually start caring? Why did I have to prove the problem to you?” He looked back at you with no words just a stunned expression as he struggled to find the right thing to say
Gojo: “I…I don’t know. I’m sorry.” you rolled your eyes at his lackluster reply and turned away to the bedroom
Y/N: “Whatever. I’m going to bed.”
Gojo: “Y/N, wait I—
you slammed the door in his face before he could finish his sentence
story belongs to @nonbinaryeggrolls
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#nanami kento#toji fushiguro#gojo satoru#gojo x reader#gojo x black reader#toji x black reader#nanami x black!reader#jjk men#jjk headcanons#jjk angst#jjk
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indigo ! pierre g. x ofc (singer!ofc)
"first to one-up your last, (s)he can stay in your past."
summary: a certain pierre gasly shouldn't be jealous over a high school sweetheart, and ensley made sure to remind him that. OR no amount of subtweeting from an ex-boyfriend can deter ensley's love for the alpine driver
content warning: ex-boyfriend (fictional), use of explicit language, allusions to smut (no smut, i can't do it guys), slight insecure!pierre, pierre is a boba fan, ofc and other drivers in a private twitter account, pierre and ensley being h0rny on main, chatfic + tweets, rare british youtubers in the comments
note: someone should have the audacity, and it will be ensley and lester :)
masterlist
tagged ensoleil
liked by willne, landonorris, estebanocon
brianimanuel look at my lil frenchman being cultured and all 💗 liked by pierregasly
user1 "my lil frenchman" 💀
willne i feel like i shouldn't be here
ensoleil we don't recall asking william :)
pierregasly bebe that's not very nice
ensoleil my bad bub sorry william
user2 y'all telling me ensley listens to the person she didn't even like before???
user3 this dump is giving "pierre is an exhibitionist" liked by pierregasly
user3 pierre?! what does that mean?
user4 i need to touch grass (or they do)
user5 pierre's the kind to pull her by the hair then kiss her whenever someone tries to eye her liked by pierregasly
user6 PIERRE PLEASE TOUCH SOME GRASS
landonorris you think this dump is bad try being the photographer of the said photos liked by pierregasly
maxfewtrell i second that
yungfilly i third that
willne so it's not just me?? our group therapy session's about to be mad lads
user7 not the group therapy sesh 😭
charles_leclerc mon dieu, there are kids in this app, calamar 🥲 liked by pierregasly
ensoleil too many to unpack because he packing frfr
charles_leclerc go to church and indulge in some holy water.
tagged pierregasly
liked pierregasly, brianimanuel, willne
user1 "big dick is back in town" 😩
niko do you have that shirt available for me?
ensoleil no sorry, it's only reserved for one man
wroetoshaw oh so you're not even going back to your flat in uk for a frenchman? 😒 liked by ensoleil
ensoleil ain't you french?
wroetoshaw i'm from guernsey?!
ensoleil same thing
willne i thought i lost that shirt 😟
ensoleil it was never urs
estebanocon i already get enough of this in the paddock
ensoleil sorry bestie you'll get more of this in your timeline :)
estebanocon its ok i like you two together anyway
brianimanuel look at our moneymaker 🥰 liked by ensoleil
pierregasly i prefer the word "muse" but thank you bb
yukitsunoda0511 look at our boyfriend liked by ensoleil
ensoleil i know right?!!!
pierregasly i didn't agree to this 😭
pierregasly if he tries to post about you one more time my dump photos will be even worse liked by ensoleil
ensoleil make him cry ig 😩😉
pierregasly oh i will, mon bebe
bonus !!!
JOJI JUDGES ENSLEY AND RICH BRIAN'S HOMEMADE BUBBLE TEA IN THIS FEAST MANSION EPISODE by first we feast
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Hob likes food okay, he thinks cooking is a act of love, so when he's tapped by HFGTV for his own food show, he knows he's going to do it his own way. His show is sort of Guy Fieri-ish -- Hob will happily eat your burger made of 5 cheeses; that corn dip that was a hit at your town's most recent potluck,,, if it's made with love and care... Hob will happily chow down. He gets to travel and speak (and cook) with normal people who love it as much as he does.
Dream is a Michelin Starred chef; with famous, but popular, restaurants with aggressive wait lists. Food is art and craft; and while he still loves cooking (not that he has time to eat any of it) he finds himself bored of his function.
Dream and Hob bump into each other at an industry event:
M (dripping with distainful disbelief): You're that chef that happily eats oreos dipped in marshmallow fluff, covered in chocolate and deep fried?!
H: 😍 I love your food! You watch my show?!?!!! Wanna go a a date with me, snobby Mc'beautiful man?!
Dream hates himself, a little, that he finds the heathen charming.
This is the cutest thing I've ever seen. I'm MELTING.
So maybe Dream is only in Hob’s part of town for the weekend, just for this event. So Hob persuades him - he'll take Dream for a tour around his favourite food spots. They'll have fun, eat, and maybe Dream will find his love for food again. Maybe they'll also do a little smoochin'. Dream rolls his eyes so hard they nearly fall out BUT he agrees.
It's late morning when they start out so Hob drags Dream for brunch at his favourite little hole in the wall cafe. They do a fusion breakfast menu with traditional British stuff plus breakfast foods from all different regions of India, and you can pick and choose whatever you want to eat. Hob knows all the staff and ends up dragging Dream into the kitchen to chat/try little mouthfuls of food. By the time they sit down to eat Dream has a tiny smile on his face (although he seriously objects to how much ketchup Hob is putting on his plate).
After brunch they walk around a bit and go get boba at Hob’s favourite place because he's scandalised that Dream has never tried it?! Hob also can't help but talk about how much he loves Dream’s food and how he'd eat at his restaurant every single day if he could. Dream can't believe that someone would care so much about his food, but he's very charmed. He even says he'll cook for Hob some time.
Next stop is to get freshly baked gingerbread from a tiny food truck. Hob spends the whole time trying to wheedle the secret recipe out of the owner while Dream is like "don't tell him, he obviously can't keep a secret to save his life." They're basically already an old married couple and they get the gingerbread for free.
At this point Dream needs to lie down because he hasn't eaten so much food in forever, so Hob offers to take him back to his flat and they can drink tea and just talk about food. Dream ends up falling asleep on Hob’s shoulder and when he wakes up, Hob has ordered pizza. Its cheesy and greasy and a little bit terrible, but there's something about it that reminds Dream why he became a chef in the first place.
They end up making out on the sofa for a few hours until Hob pulls away with this face like he just had the best idea. "We need to do a show together. Where we do what we did today and I seduce you with good, honest food."
And although Dream wrinkles up his nose like he hates the thought... he's the one calling up the studio in the morning and demanding to be allowed to pitch the show 😉
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Boyfriend
☆ Colby mf brock,he lit has my heart ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
☆ Smut! (Virgin!Reader)
☆ Friends to lovers ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
☆ Porn w no plot
☆ This is cringy and idgaf 😝 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
☆ A like and reblog would be appreciated:)
☆ Masterlist ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
☆ Creds to @cafekitsune for the dividers :)
I sat down my drink in front of me looking at my phone as my eyes lit up.
Colby 🖤:
Hey babe,I’ll come get you in 20 minutes?
Me:
Heyy,yeah okay,what we doing?
Can we get some food? Starvinggg
Colby 🖤:
Sure,see you soon x
Me:
See ya 💜
I smiled as I put down my phone sipping on my fruit tea and reading. I would be lying if I said any of the words on the page were going through my head,because they weren’t,I was too busy thinking about Colby.
Colby and I had been friends since high school and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship so I’ve kept my feelings to myself but deep down I knew I loved Colby brock as more than a friend.
And as I was thinking about him I heard the penthouse doorbell ring,he was here.I jumped up with my boba in hand and got ready by putting on my shoes.
I opened the door to see him in black and red,I stared for a moment before he snapped me out of it, “You got a crush or something?” He asked jokingly.
“Fuck no.” I laughed to myself,lying through gritted teeth, “Am I really that bad?” He asked the smile on his face evident “Sorry would you like a different response?” I asked,my smile beaming off my face, “Yes,I would.” He told me half jokingly, “Oh okay,Colby I have the fattest crush on you,I am absolutely and utterly in love with you,will you marry me baby girl?” I asked jokingly as I got down on one knee,no ring in sight.
He handed me one of his rings and I smiled holding it in my hands as I looked up from him on my knee, “Oh my god! I would love to!” He said jokingly whilst jumping up and down,flapping his arms about.
I put his ring on my thumb,the only finger it would fit,and got up off the floor dusting myself off.
“Aw I liked you on your knees.” He laughed pouting down at me, “Ah! Colby brock!” I gasped jokingly smacking his chest.
He grabbed my waist with his hands,my waist going red hot and I smiled up at him with a boba still in my hand.
“You got boba without me!” He said jokingly as he gave me a shocked look, “Yep,sorry big guy.” I giggled.
I moved infront of him to leave my pent house and he held the small of back as we left.
I turned around to lock the door and then we began to walk downstairs to get to Colby’s car.
“What do you want to eat,princess?” He asked me as we sat in the car,reversing out of the parking lot.
‘You’ I thought to myself,clenching my thighs together as I imagined taking him down my throat before snapping out of it.
“Uhm i don’t know!” I said rather quickly trying to banish these thoughts about my best friend.
“Chipotle?” He asked,
“Yeah sure why not.” I shrugged as I cross my legs trying to stop myself pulsing.
We sat in Colby’s bed eating and watching shows on his tv as I rested my head on his shoulder.
“Fuck man I’m tired.” He said to no one in particular, “How? I swear it’s like 8.” I laughed,he looked over to his night stand and read off the clock “Nope,quarter to 12” (11:45) he said.
“How!” I said finishing my chipotle, “I should go.” I said laughing into his shoulder, “Noo,stay.” He whined.
“Are you sure? I really should let you get some sleep.” I asked him,I knew he was tired and I wasn’t going to stay if I wasn’t wanted.
I crawled off Colby swinging my legs over the edge of the bed,suddenly I felt his hands grab my waist and pull me onto the bed,Colby ending up on top of me.
“Don’t go.” He whispered to me and I smiled,blushing slightly at the position. “Okay.” I whispered back.
“I really want to kiss you.” He continued whispering, “Do it.” I whispered back.
And I was pulled into an intoxicating kiss,I felt like orgasming on the spot,then he pulled away bringing his knee up to my core rubbing against me, “Is this okay?” He whispered stopping his movements,I nodded, “I need words princess.” He smiled softly, “Yes.” I whispered.
He pulled me back into a kiss his hand,next to my head,supporting himself above me whilst the other hand rested on my neck,squeezing from time to time,his knee rubbed against my core.
He squeezed my neck and I moaned into the kiss giving him the chance to slide his tongue into my mouth.
He slid his tongue in as our tongues clashed,Colby taking dominance over me.
I took my hands,unbuttoning his jeans and throwing them across the room,I heard it hit a wall before falling against it,to the floor.
Whilst I had unbuttoned his jeans he had taken off my leggings throwing them in the same direction most likely beginning to create a pile of clothes.
“Please.” I whined into his mouth,to which he stopped rubbing his knee against me and put a hand on my hip rather than my neck.
I whimpered under his touch and he pulled away and took off his shirt,to which I did too.
He held himself up with one hand next to my head,the other flush against my waist and began kissing me again whilst taking off my bra with the other hand.
My breasts sprung free as he took off my bra,throwing it in the ever growing pile of clothes.
“Is this okay? Do I have your consent?” He said lining himself up, “You do,but I wanna ride you.” I whispered the last part.
He smiled “Repeat that sweetheart.” He said, “I want to ride you.” I said more confidently.
“No.” He said sternly as if I was going to kill him by doing so, “Why?” I said hoping I didn’t cross a boundary.
“Because,it’s your first time,I want it to be special,I don’t want you to put in any effort I just want you to have a good time.” He said softly and I smiled.
“Round two though?” I asked a smile evident on my face. “If you can walk.” He smiled back.
He was agonisingly slow, as he pushed a finger into me “Faster,please.” I whispered out to him.
“Okay pet.” He said as he sped up. Moans emerged into the silent room as I felt the urge to scream from the mixed pleasure.
He slowly eased another finger in and I felt nirvana,a bliss only known to few people. Granted I had never had sex before but I knew he would be my first and last.
The chokehold Colby had on me,mentally and physically was euphoric.
My moans echoed off the walls of the once silent room as he rubbed my clit with his thumb.
“Come on baby,let it go.” He whispered and warm liquid shot out of me and up his arm,I closed my eyes out of fear and embarrassment.
“Why didn’t you tell me you could squirt love?” He whispered as he let go off my neck,brushing stray hairs out of my face.
“Im sorry! I didn’t mean to!” I said scared as to what I had just done. “It’s a good thing,it’s okay.” He said as I calmed down, “Just gotta make you do it again.” He smiled lining his dick up to my entrance.
“This okay?” He asked again,
“Yes.” I whispered and he smiled as he pushed himself in,inch by excruciating inch. “Fuck-“ I moaned, “How big are you?” I whined out.
“Just about 6 inches,not that big love.” He said as I threw my head back. “Not that big? Colby you’re a monster.” I said through gritted teeth trying not to moan.
He laughed, “Sure you’ll get used to it.” He said softly before I let out a loud moan as he bottomed out.
I squeezed onto his cock tightly as he begun to spread my legs further,pushing himself in and out whilst I clenched down on him.
I lulled my head back in pleasure,trying my hardest to stop clenching around Colby making me tighter than I already was.
He held his hand on my stretched neck,his other hand rubbing circles on my clit making it hard for me to not cum on the spot.
“Colby!” I moaned out of pleasure as my hands grabbed onto his back,my nails gripping onto him,which would most likely leave marks.
“I- I- I’m close.” I moaned out to him “Same,hold on baby.” He replied softly to me. “Can I cum inside of you?” He asked quickly speeding up slightly.
“Y-yes please colbs.” I replied trying to not moan, “Oh shit.” He said before cumming inside of me,to which I quickly followed.
I knew he loved the nickname I didn’t know he liked it that much,I’ll keep that in mind,I thought to myself.
Colby turned around and slammed himself on the bed next to me on his back.
“I just lost my virginity to my best friend” I said to no one in particular,he looked over at me and smiled “Babe I’m all yours as long as your mine.” He whispered, “I’ve always been yours Colby.” I said cuddling up to him as he attempted to put a shirt onto me to sleep in.
I guess I’ve got a boyfriend.
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Needy 🥀❣️
Yeonjun x Fem!Reader
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Warning: smut, fingering, making out, light angst?
Synopsis: You’re not used to physical touch. Your childhood wasn’t exactly the best. In fact it was full of neglect. No one to tell you how proud they are of you or give you a hug when needed. No one to comfort you. So when you started dating Yeonjun this was all new. And getting intimate for the first time, you find yourself very needy for his touch…
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Sitting on yeonjun’s lap, you found yourself passionately making out with him. You were shaking a little and your boyfriend gently rubbed your sides to comfort you.
You and Yeonjun have dated for a bit now and you were slowly getting more used to his touch. It took awhile for you to even hug him without it being awkward. And you’ve kissed a few times but never made out like this. It was exciting but also scary.
“You’re a good kisser, baby.” Yeonjun says while kissing down your neck. “Good good kisser…”
You blush at the comment and he goes back to kissing your lips while holding onto your hips and lightly moving you over his clothed cock, which was getting hard.
You moaned into the kiss at the feeling and found yourself grinding harder on him.
“Mm-mmm…. J-junnie…?” You stutter, pulling away from his lips for a moment. “F-feel funny…”
“Yeah baby?” He says while rubbing you under your skirt. “Do you like it?”
“Mm… I-I don’t know— I-…” you couldn’t formulate a sentence and instead had some tears roll down your cheeks. You were scared and he could feel it.
“Hey, it’s okay baby.” Yeonjun held your hips in place then wiped away your tears. “You’re doing good, we can stop.”
“Okay…” you nod and hug him. He kissed your forehead and held you.
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A little bit later after dinner you waited in Yeonjun’s room while he showered. He wanted to take you out for some boba tea but wanted to freshen up first.
As you sat on the bed, you got a tingly feeling under your skirt. You were thinking about earlier when Yeonjun touched you. It was scary but also… nice? You felt yourself under your skirt and felt a wet spot on your panties.
You closed your eyes and rubbed it. It didn’t give the same feeling as to when Yeonjun did it. You started imagining that it was him touching you and it helped a little. You held back a moan and pulled your hand out before your boyfriend came in, wrapped in a towel.
“Are you okay baby?”
“Yeah of course.” You say nervously, now getting up. “Are you gonna get dresssd? I can go.”
“You don’t have to.” He said while playfully poking your cheek.
You sit back down and go on your phone. Glancing up every once in a while to see him dress. Wow his body is beautiful.
It isn’t long before you head out for the boba shop. You get in his car and as he drives with one hand, he holds your hand with the other.
You were tired and relaxed as he let go of your hand and lightly rubbed your thigh. You got that tingly feeling again and put your hand over his.
Yeonjun looked at you for a moment with a smile before you slowly moved his hand towards your inner thigh. You were actually surprised he didn’t notice. Or at least that’s what you thought.
Of course he noticed but he didn’t want to say anything.
“Okay we’re here!” Your boyfriend exclaimed as he parked, moving his hand from where you had it. You quietly whined at the loss of touch and only smiled at him before getting out.
After getting your boba drink, you both sit at a booth and chat. Although it was getting hard to focus as you rubbed your legs together and stared at his hands.
You rubbed his leg with your foot under the table, trying not to think about it.
“Are you listening to me?” He chuckled.
“Oh. Yeah!” You replied quickly.
“Mmhm…” Yeonjun nodded while rubbing your arm.
You continued drinking your boba tea looking around acting
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As you made it back to Yeonjun’s apartment, you were tired and went to his room.
“I don’t want you driving back too late. Do you wanna stay over?”
You nodded and he started looking for some extra blankets.
“Junnie… um… can I sleep with you actually…?” You ask nervously.
“Oh… of course!” He said excitedly. He was actually surprised. When you sleep over you were always too scared to sleep in his bed.
As he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth you sat on the bed rubbing your legs together, not able to get that tingly feeling to go away. So you reach under your skirt again, feeling that the wet spot was bigger and getting uncomfortable. Although clothed, your cunt was very sensitive to touch. 
You closed your eyes and started rubbing yourself again, imagining it’s yeonjun’s fingers.
“J-junnie… so good… j-j—…” you moaned quietly. This was intense and you didn’t even realize that your boyfriend had walked in and was watching you.
“Wow baby…” Yeonjun says with a smile. “I guess you really are needy.”
You nearly jump at the sound of his voice and quickly remove your hand. “I-I-…”
“It’s okay baby. I could tell earlier.” He said while stroking your hair. “Don’t be shy.”
“I-I just-… I liked when your fingers-… when you touched me I felt-… I like-… I-…” you stuttered as he sat next to you, reaching under your skirt.
“You like when I touch you baby?” He whispers in your ear while rubbing your panties.
“Y-yes junnie…”
“Do you want me to keep going?” He asked while taking your hand with his free one. “I can show you some things… I promise I’ll go slow.”
“Y-yes junnie… please…”
Yeonjun nodded and had you sit on his lap, facing away from him. He then hooked his fingers under your wet panties.
“J-junnie!” You grab his arm and tense up as you feel him rubbing your sensitive clit.
“You’re okay, baby…” Yeonjun said, giving you a kiss on the cheek.
“J-junnie!” Your body is shaking again as he started teasing your cunt.
“Do you want to stop?” He paused
“No… No don’t stop.” You answered. “Feels so good junnie~”
Yeonjun smirked as he felt you moving your hips to meet his touch.
“You’re doing so good for me.” He says while kissing down your neck. He then slowly inserts his finger, making you moan out loud.
He slowly moves his finger in and out while sucking a hickie on your neck.
“More junnie-… more~” you whine as you’re getting more and more desperate.
“Yeah? You want more?” Yeonjun teased.
“Yes junnie! I want- I want-…”
“What do you want baby?” He asked while moving his finger faster and rubbing your clit with his thumb.
“F-fingers… I want junnie’s fingers!” You were practically panting from all the stimulation.
“You’re such a good girl.” He smiles and inserts another finger. He went faster and you threw your head back on his shoulder, eyes rolling back.
“Agh Yeonjun! I-I feel funny!” You say as your breath hitched and getting more high pitched, sounding as if you were going to cry. “J-junnie! I’m scared Yeonjun!”
“Shh shh… it’s okay baby.” He said while squeezing your hand and lightly kissing your neck. “Don’t be scared… just let go…”
“J-junnie—”
“You’re safe y/n.” He says as you reach your high. You came with a loud moan and was were shaking afterwards as he pulled out his fingers. But Yeonjun held you and you were able to relax a little.
“Good job, baby.” He said while pecking your neck. “You’re such a good girl.”
You didn’t say anything, only trying to control your breathing, waiting for your heart to stop racing.
“Good girl… good girl… my baby is a good girl…” Yeonjun said in a singsongy voice while reaching under your shirt and lightly groping your breasts. So soft.
You closed your eyes at the feeling, it felt good, like a message. “Touch… touch me, Junnie…”
Yeonjun buried his face in your neck and continued messaging your breasts.
“I’m proud of you baby…” he whispered. My sweet baby…”
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Ko-fi
This is another one of those personal fics. Writing out my own insecurities in a comforting way I guess 😅
If you’ve gone thru any kind of childhood trauma, just know that you are not alone and your feelings are valid 💕
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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℂ𝕦𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕪𝕤 ₊˚ˑ༄
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Ayato, Zhongli, Thoma, and Kaveh with a s/o who can create cute, living toys?
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Yeah! Absolutely! Honestly I'm not entirely sure about it buuut... hopefully you like it?
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff
✧ over years, Zhongli already saw many toys and mechanisms, yet yours always seem to surprise him
✧ he may've seen the greatest inventions, but yours? They're so simple and cute, they have their own charm
✧ he's used to formal introducing when it comes to inventions like that, and yet you introduce it as if it's some toy for kids! Who knows? Maybe it is?
✧ but what he finds the sweetest is that they actually seem like alive, they move and some even talk! It's hard not to be impressed!
✧ like mentioned earlier, he's used to formal inventions, definitely not as silly as these, so his recommendation may not be the best...
✧ despite that, he wants to help, so he takes you on few adventures and shows you many secret places around Liyue or tells you stories which you may find closest to "fairytales"
✧ he's never recommending anything directly but he doesn't mind giving you ideas by sharing what he already knows
"Hehe~ ... No, nothing. I just thought your invention is really sweet. You have a real talent, dear."
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@bleachtheidiot @toyaswif3y - come get your broke archon!
✧ Thoma is literally like a supportive mother when it comes to your work as an inventor
✧ he's always gonna compliment any work of yours, usually taking time to admire it's looks and functions to give you more detailed compliment than just saying "it's good" and leaving it at that
✧ but he also won't lie to you when he sees something could use some fixing... he's definitely very gentle with it and if it's something little, he might hesitate to mention it but he'll probably tell you about it sooner rather than later
✧ coming back to mother subject... he's not gonna let you pull all nighters! And if he catches you, he'll immidietly force you to go to bed
✧ but if he catches you sleeping on your desk at 1am... he's just gonna move you to bed and moves little health talk for another time
✧ if you ask him for some ideas, they're most likely gonna remind you more of child toys than some serious robots but... those are usually still rather interesting ideas! So why not give it a try anyway~?
"Oh, this one's really good! I really like their design and how you went for the sweet look... and I can also see you worked really hard on making it move so smoothly. You did a really good job! Here, take a break after all of this work, I can make us tea."
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your perfect malewife~
✧ I have a feeling like Ayato, due to being head of Kamisato Clan would know a bit on how to judge inventions but not actual clue how to make ones
✧ but judging is still something! Because he can always tell you what's missing and what requires fixing in his opinion
✧ tho his words may be a bit harsh, due to being used to formal meetings and saying what he thinks there, as it was what he payed for... he tries making words gentler for you next time but first? Feel free to tell him he's being a bit blunt...
✧ but he gets there with time so don't you worry! He doesn't want to be mean to his partner after all!
✧ and if you have tough client to deal with? He'll volunteer to go with you and to help you with business talk, he sees how much passion and work you put into your works so he only finds it fair the other person needs to pay fair price
✧ also, he's gonna try his best to pull you away from all nighters buuut... he takes them himself so he can't really argue here... he'll just try to help you and get you to bed as soon as possible
"They want to pay this little? No, you're fighting for the right thing, you're obviously trying to under pay you. Tell me, when are you supposed to meet them? I'd like to assist you if it's not a problem."
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your boba lover!
✧ inventor the architect.... don't you see it's the perfect duo?
✧ Kaveh get's your struggle... so little time and so many ideas... let alone, if you're selling what you create!
✧ he's never gonna hesitate to help you, be it with the design or just to get idea for your next project
✧ and if he can't think of anything, he'll go on a little tour with you and maybe there you or him will be able to think of something
✧ he doesn't know much about inventing but he does know that all nighters are sometimes necessary and real pain at the same time... so he'd be happy to be your assistant and pass you various tools
✧ and if it ends you have to pull all nighter and don't allow him close to your inventions? He'll be happy to be your company for the night and coffee and snack bringer
✧ but since you're his lover, he's still worried about your health so despite doing that himself, he'll try getting you away from sacrificing your sleep
"C'mon honey... I get that it's important but so is sleep. And if your client complains, I'll personally have a talk with them! So don't worry about it, go to sleep and let me handle it if necessary, okey?"
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your architect beuty~
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It takes two to love
[Tamaki x fem reader] tw: food.
Just fluff and domesticity
— Do you think we have it all already?— Tamaki had asked, checking the red plastic basket full of groceries — We have the tapioca starch, fruits, milk...
— Yup, but guess what? —she turned to him with a playful twist of her head— You just won a coupon for a free meal cooked by yours truly. And I need some ingredients. The other day you said you were craving some pasta, right?
He swayed his head from side to side, barely containing a smile. Tamaki let himself be pulled further into the supermarket by their intertwined pinkies.
It was late in the afternoon when the weekly errands were finished and they settled back home for the night. It was an odd pretty thing, this routine both had built for their matching days off, whenever it was. It wasn't normally disrupted by a trip to the supermarket, but in Tamaki's book, quality time doesn't need a specific place to occur. The bought goods sat on the counter, while he rearranged them on their rightful places in the cabinet or the fridge. He had taken a pair of tomatoes from the bag, when she shamelessly stole them from his hands.
— Thanks, Tama, you're always such a gentleman —she teased and kissed his cheek before turning to the chopping board, light on her feet.
It wasn't out of the ordinary, but it was peculiar and funny to see her all...bubbly, like clear water from a stream. He laughed at her.
— You really are excited about making that pasta, wonder were that's coming from? —he got close to the sink, rolling up his sleeves.
— Nope, you're not working on this today, Hun —her hand went to his arm, stopping him from filling the pot with water.— This is my way to say thank you for all your hard work, it won't make sense if you're cooking too! This is your coupon, remember?
Tamaki could feel the heat on his face and the pickup of his heart rate.
— I-um... Okay. But at least let me prepare the boba tea. I want to thank you for your hard work too and —he spoke softly in a classic Tamaki fashion, looking at her right in her round eyes. He had become good at holding eye contact with other people. He thought it may have been due to her influence —, for putting up with me all this time.
She sat the knife on the chopping board, and her arms went to hang loosely around his neck— You know I'm not putting up with you, right? I'm here with you because I love you. I wouldn't be who I am now if it weren't for you, and believe me, I like who I am right now. Do you want me to remind you? —her voice was softer, lower like a whispered secret, as her fingertips rubbed his nape.
Tamaki shuddered under her touch and gaze. His nod was short, almost imperceptible under the weight of his shame. She hugged him tight, scratching his scalp and rubbing his nape. He felt himself go warmer after getting a few kisses on his cheek, heart pounding even faster when she whispered:
— You know I've never really had a favorite hero when I was a kid, right? None of them actually made me feel that sense of... admiration, so to speak. But after my time in UA, the internships and all that, I changed my mind. You are my favorite hero, Tamaki. You are my hero.
Tamaki sighed, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He felt petty, needing to be reassured of something he already knew.
They stood there for a few minutes, holding each other tight, swaying slowly from side to side. Then the urgency to eat came over, and both returned to their tasks: Tamaki prepared the boba tea, she cooked the pasta. The mood picked up fast, with her bumping his hips and vice versa. She hand fed him some sauce and he hummed in satisfaction. Soon enough the food was plated and they sat next to each other at the table.
— Hmm! This is good! —Tamaki said, eyes closed in bliss as he chewed his portion.
— Right? Just the best for my baby.
— What? —he laughed— How come I'm your baby when I'm older than you?
— Shush it, silly, you are my baby.
He just laughed at her goofiness again. Then he waited, relying on his hero instincts, calculating the best time for a swift attack, and stole a spoonful of her own pasta, and stuffed it right into his mouth.
— Hey, that was mine!
He snorted.
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The dishes were washed and she sat at a small table on the balcony. She was surrounded by plants and had a clear view of the city lights. It was as peaceful as the busy metropolis could be. In moments like this, she wished the days off were everlasting.
Tamaki arrived shortly, holding two glass cups of the boba tea he had made earlier. He hadn't even fully entered the balcony when a fit of giggles bubbled out of his mouth.
— What is it? —she raised a brow.
Her boyfriend didn't answer. Instead, he put both glasses on the table and left the room, only to return with a napkin, which he used to wipe away some remnants of sauce from her lips.
— There, all better. —he found it very endearing, how her cheeks lit up with color and her eyes averted his gaze, visibly embarrassed. Even the way she tried to play it off was adorable, his silly girl.
— Oh, clumsy me... Haha...
— Even if you're clumsy, I'll always be by your side to clean up your little messes —Tamaki smiled softly, crouched in front of her—. It's the least I can do for you.
She hid her face behind her hands, voice tight in a whine— But I don't want you cleaning my messes though? I'm not a kid!
She had always had an ability to fluster him with sincere compliments and cheesy remarks. One of her favorite things to say was that her job was to show him how loved he was, and if it had to be done by flustering him, then the better. His job, on the other hand, on his own words, was to make her feel safe, so safe that not even her own demons could do her any harm. But it was nice to turn the tables from time to time.
Tamaki pryed her hands out, placing them on her chest— This is where I want your hands to be. It's just me here, so don't hide. Besides —he smiled—, you may not be a kid, but you're still my baby.
— Tamaki! That's my line!
He laughed.
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the boba theory
summary: ayato likes boba, but he loves you even more
contents: fluff, humour, lightheartedness all around, ayato is down bad, gn!reader (use of they/them pronouns), reader really likes boba sorry if you don't like it (bobalover!reader), quite dialogue adjacent
cw: food
a/n: longer than usual, but i thought it was a really cute twist on the olive theory and just ran with it! @ibitekaeya i promised i would write more ayato :)
wc: 1.4k
Ayato can feel your gaze on him. But strangely, he doesn’t feel it on his face, nor his arms, nor his, ahem, behind (which you, for some reason he pretends not to know, seem to like looking at). No, he feels it on one of his gloved hands, the other one presently holding one of yours. But even then, no, that doesn’t seem right either. So what could you possibly be staring at?
Oh.
It’s his boba. The smooth, creamy milk tea of his dreams combined with chewy tapioca pearls creates a sensation that’s refreshing for his palate and also soothing to the throat. It’s really quite a perfect drink to enjoy at all times, even when it’s cold out. You also seem to agree, given how you’ve been looking at it the whole time on your walk through the street.
He can’t help but feel a little jealous. It’s one of the rare off days he gets, and you’re more interested in his boba than him? The betrayal. Sure, it may be somewhat (and he’d like to stress the somewhat) childish of him, but what’s he got to do to be able to receive some attention? You haven’t even noticed how his eyes have drooped slightly, or how his smile is ever so strained around the corners of his mouth, or how his grip has tightened, which is causing some pearls to slowly creep up the cup…
“Ayato!”
He startles, his grip lessens, and those sweet, sweet tapioca pearls are saved for today. And his dignity, you guess.
“Yes? Was there something you saw that interested you? I’ll gladly pay for it.”
“No, it’s just that your boba was going to spill–you were gripping it so tightly.”
“Oh.”
He silently thanks the Electro Archon. It’s only the second date, and he’s not sure whether he’d be able to handle the late nights in his bed replaying the horrifying moment of his boba spilling all over his clothes while his crush looks on. He’s cringing just thinking about it. Sure, he’d be able to play it off, but hotpot nights would definitely be a little more intense. Maybe she also has a fondness for similar milk-based drinks?
To steer the conversation away from embarrassing moments, an idea strikes, and he ushers you towards a nearby stall on the street, one that gives off a slightly sweet scent.
“A boba tea, please.”
The vendor’s eyes widen slightly at the sight of Kamisato Ayato ordering a simple drink, and while with a supposed significant other?! Just know that the rumours will be spreading as soon as you leave the stall–not that they’ve not started already.
“Right away, sir.”
You look at Ayato questionably. He already has a boba, so why would he need another one? Similarly to the vendor’s expression, your eyes also widen, although much more subtly than the person shyly peeking up to grab another glance at the esteemed Yashiro Commissioner.
Without even having to look at you, Ayato chuckles again, but with something akin to fondness.
“You’ve guessed it. It’s for you. I would offer you mine–I don’t really like it anyway–but I doubt you’d want it with all my saliva.”
The white lie falls off his tongue as if he were actually telling the truth.
He turns to hand the vendor some cash, but before he can properly give it over, you grab his hand and shake your head.
“It’s mine, right? So I should pay. I’ve paid for stuff in the past when we’ve been together; it doesn’t matter whether we’re on a date or not.”
He hesitates, then retracts his hand. He then smiles–one that lifts the corners of his eyes, and one that reveals the crinkles of his mouth.
“Of course. If that is your wish.”
You proceed to give the vendor some cash and take the boba from their hands. If only you were looking at Ayato instead.
“Your patronage is greatly appreciated!”
Walking away, Ayato dips his face towards your ear and whispers softly, his hot breath tickling your neck.
“Is this your first time?”
“Yeah, how did you know?”
“A secret for our next date.”
He winks. You can feel the blush spreading across your cheeks. Why did he have to be this attractive? To cool yourself down (and to avoid keeping eye contact), you decide to take a rather large gulp of the drink, which even Ayato is slightly concerned about.
“Don’t drink too violently. The pearls could get stuck in your throat, and I don’t think either of us would appreciate a surprise trip to the doctor’s on only our second date, hm?”
You nod absentmindedly, but then the flavour hits your tongue. And then your eyes light up in a way that makes your whole face glow. As you chew on the tapioca pearls, a smile grows on your face, which widens as time goes on. The soothing sensation! The mesh of textures! The subtle sweetness! What a delight to experience!
All the while, Ayato’s now the one staring at you with widened eyes. The look on your face is nothing short of extraordinary. Something in his heart stirs. Seeing you this happy, he’s now certain of the fact that whatever you ask for will be granted if the smile that graces your features is one that he gets to experience. It’s somehow only now that he realises you really have him wrapped around your pretty little finger. His eyes crinkle.
“You never fail to amaze me.”
“What was that?”
“Nothing. Please, carry on.”
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It’s been a few months since that incident, and Ayato still recalls it fondly whenever he’s feeling down or for motivation to finish his work quicker so that he’s able to spend some much-needed quality time with you. He smiles softly, chuckling at the expression he so vividly remembers. The look on your face is so endearing that he wonders how lucky he must’ve been when his ‘hunch’ ended up being the source of one of his most cherished memories.
“What’s so funny?”
Your question grounds him in reality as he presses a chaste kiss to your cheek and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you towards him.
“How I’m looking forward to beating Thoma in our hotpot game today; the look on his face will truly be something… hehe.”
You roll your eyes, but before you can respond, said housekeeper walks in, carrying a tall drink of boba. You gasp a little, something only Ayato can hear, and he grins. However, said housekeeper also adds a message that makes his heart not-so-subtly skip a beat.
“My lord, here’s your boba that you requested. It’s your favourite flavour too.”
Thoma then sends a greeting your way, which you reply to with a grin. A pause, and then Ayato hears what might possibly be the loudest laugh you’ve ever let out.
“Good joke, Thoma! I even believed you for a second there. He even told me yesterday how much he disliked it. It’s quite sweet, actually. He always has one with him so that even if we’re not near a drinks vendor, I can still have one, even if he’s not expecting me to be there.”
Thoma awkwardly laughs along, sending questioning looks towards Ayato, to which he responds with a smile that contains little to no mirth at all. Through gritted teeth, Ayato also laughs, although it sounds much more like a bark than a proper chortle.
“Darling, could you excuse Thoma and me for a quick moment? I promise we won’t be long.”
Poor Thoma.
“Oh, sure. Love you.”
“Love you too.”
Ayato strides deftly out of the room, with Thoma following behind. He also doesn’t want you to notice the faint heat that he feels spreading across his ears.
“My lord, what are you talking about? Everyone in the Kamisato Estate knows how much you like boba.”
Ayato sighs.
“Their happiness is the one thing I hold most dear to my heart. If that means sacrificing some… drink, albeit one that I also hold dear, then I would not hesitate to purge it from my diet. They make me do foolish things to my heart, and subsequently make me do foolish things in return.”
Thoma is left stunned, while Ayato swiftly dismisses him to go back inside. He does turn back, however, and gives him a smile that never means good things.
“I’m looking forward to our hotpot today. Make sure to be sufficiently prepared.”
Poor Thoma.
Ayato pads in quietly, his footsteps silent as a cat’s, but pauses. He lets his gaze linger on your satisfied expression, and his ears pick up a pleasant hum. How wonderful. How so, so wonderful you are. When the time comes, he guesses he’ll have to reveal the grand truth, but for now, he’s perfectly content basking in your happiness.
What you do for love.
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hi liv! i was wondering if you have any drarry meet-cute recs? i thought i saw a list of it once but cant seem to find it now :(
Hi anon! Sure thing, here are some fun recs with this trope. JulietsEmoPhase writes a lot of meet-cute AUs, I’d definitely check their AO3!
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Once Upon An East End by JulietsEmoPhase (M, 9k)
Bistro owner Harry is closing up for the night when a young man stumbles through his door in need of help. The night takes them in a direction neither had expected.
coffee & communication: a (slow) romance by softlystarstruck (E, 11k)
Nearly a decade after the war, Draco has made a life for himself in Muggle London, writing romance novels and hanging out with his cat. But when he spills iced coffee all over a gorgeous man who turns out to be Harry Potter, has he tumbled into the start of his own romance without realizing it? And how difficult can it be to talk about desire, anyways? He writes smut for a living.
My True Love Gave to Me (Six Jars of Chutney) by goldentruth813 (M, 12k)
On his first post-divorce Christmas Eve without his children, Harry goes to Marks & Spencer hoping to find a bit of his past; what he finds instead is a future.
honey milk tea by softlystarstruck (T, 14k)
When Draco runs into Harry at his favorite boba tea shop and gets so flustered he orders the exact same thing, he has no idea how quickly his life is going to change.
Espresso Patronum by tasteofshapes (T, 15k)
When Draco reappears five years after the war and opens a wildly popular coffee shop, Harry’s pretty sure that Draco’s Up to Something. He just has to prove it.
An Improbable Bout of Summer Madness by acari (E, 16k)
Draco had planned a quiet, peaceful summer holiday with his son. The last thing he expected was to find Potter here, in Draco's little Cornish retreat. Making fudge in a shop? The idea was too ludicrous for words.
A Hyperactive Fruit, a Nasty Neighbour and a Love Story by synonym4life (E, 20k)
Potter’s pet Niffler is wreaking havoc in Godric’s Hollow and Draco, the Assistant Head to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, is the one who has to deal with it. Repeatedly. The fact that Potter keeps coming to Draco’s office in grey jogging bottoms - repeatedly - does in no way help the matter.
Black Coffee on a Lonely Night by Femme (M, 21k)
Draco owns a café in the city. Harry's a MP who comes in every morning, newspapers in one hand, BlackBerry in the other, and orders a triple espresso macchiato.
Unexpected Turn by Oakstone730 (E, 27k)
English real estate developer Draco Malfoy is in America to find his long lost cousin and escape a scandal. When his car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, his trip takes an unexpected turn.
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itoshi sae x gn! reader
11:56 pm
you finally finish and submit the assignment due four minutes later. you stretch your arms up and close your laptop.
feeling like you’ve been sitting in your desk and typing in your laptop for what felt like forever, you think of taking a walk and grab something to drink to refresh yourself.
you put on your hoodie on and grab your phone, wallet and the keys. locking the door behind you, you walk out your apartment and walk down to a twenty four hour store.
it is late but there are street lights providing the lights and you just hope you don’t run into some stranger you don’t wanna encounter. as you reach the store, you tell the guy behind the counter your order, your favorite boba flavor in a large size.
being the only person they are serving, you just have to wait a few minutes before they call you to get your drink. you pay for your order and walk down the road.
the night time is quite chilly so you put your one hand inside the pockets of your hoodie and take sips of your drink while you walk to a park nearby. you walk near the small playground in the park and see a figure sitting on the swing, head down, deep in thoughts, which makes you stop your steps.
you narrow your eyes to check the person out. you could see the man’s red hair which brings one very specific person in your mind. hoping it is who it is, you take your phone out and message the guy in your head as you take a few steps towards the playground.
you: am i seeing things or is that you?
coincidentally the guy seems to have a need to check his phone, and he quickly looks up. your face breaks into a smile as soon as you see the teal colored eyes looking at you.
“sae!” you say his name with excitement lacing your voice and run to him. as soon as you reach him, him now standing, you put your arms around him, “ah it’s so nice to see you.”
he puts his one arm around your waist and brings the other to stroke your hair, “we were together in the afternoon dummy.”
you look up at him with your arms still around him, “yeah but it’s nice to see you here, so randomly.” you place a kiss on his lip, “whatchu doing here at this hour?”
“i just couldn’t sleep so i got out for a breather. i could ask you the same though.”
you pull away from him and sit on the swing, him doing the same and sitting on the one besides yours, “i just submitted the assignment and i had to get a drink.” you offer him your drink and he accepts it.
“you should rest though, don’t you have practice early in the morning tomorrow?” he sighs and closes his eyes after handing you your drink, “yeah, but i can’t stop thinking about stuffs for some reason.”
he lets his thoughts out and you both talk for quite a while after that.
“why don’t you come over then?” he looks at you after your suggestion, "you said you were having trouble sleeping, we can go over to my place and i’ll make you tea which can help you relax. and we could spend more time together.”
he cracks a smile and nods, “yeah i’d very much like that.”
you get on your feet, “great then, come one my boy.” you hold out your hand for him which he takes and gets up from the swing. he intertwines your finger as you walk out the park after you throw the plastic cup in a near bin.
“ugh i feel tired.” you whine as you rest your head on him. “why did you even come out then, you should’ve just gone to bed you know.”
you look at him and scoff, “yeah and you still would have been in that park alone. be glad i came out.” he playfully rolls his eyes, “of course, i am oh so glad for that.”
“keep taking with that sarcastic tone and i will leave you to chill out here.”
“you love me too much to do that and you know it.” he looks at you with a smirk on his pretty face.
“you’re lucky you look good or i would have killed you by now.”
“you’re lucky i love you babe or who knows where i would have thrown your body.”
you gasp and hit on his arm, “sae! that is so mean of you.”
he chuckles, a smile on his face which instantly melts your heart. you are so glad he doesn’t show that pretty smile of his around other people or you’d have to poke so many eyes of other people to prevent them from seeing such a beautiful sight.
“i’m kidding babe.” he cups one side and kisses your lips. you kiss him back almost immediately, grabbing on the collar of his sweatshirt to pull him closer to yourself.
no matter how many times you get to taste him, you could never get enough of him. you place your one hand on the back of his neck and tilt your head, deepening the kiss.
you pull away, just enough to look at his face and smile seeing the soft expression on his face that only you could see.
“come on pretty boy, let’s go home.” he places another soft kiss on your lips and takes your hand on his, “let’s go, love.”
#itoshi sae#bllk x you#bllk imagines#blue lock x reader#sae itoshi x reader#bllk fluff#blue lock#blue lock x you
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