#i rlly need to draw more of his fucked up face i love it :-)
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no context for these, i just drew them a while back when i was feeling like shit and it made me feel better lol so i colored it. hands you these and runs
#the stanley parable#the stanley parable ultra deluxe#tspud#tsp#crows art#the narrator#stanley#I AM BETTER NOW BTW I SKETCHED THESE SOMETIME LAST WEEK#i just rlly enjoyed these sketches cause they helped me calm down#so i am sharing them here ^__^#they are so silly. weep you omnipresent narrator WEEP AND SORROW /SILLY#i rlly need to draw more of his fucked up face i love it :-)
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thinkin' of coriolanus and his insane breeding n ownership kink...
Coriolanus Snow loves ownership.
It's disgusting but he sees you as his pretty little thing that he needs to protect and keep safe. Your body and soul belongs to him and your all his to take care of and to ravish.
Late at night in the comfort of your plush duvet, in your families penthouse suite with adornments worth more than the snow's apartments, Coryo sneaks into your bed. Pressing your body against him, drawing out moans and gasps from your lips. You mewl under his touch and writing in pain and pleasure as his hands dip between your folds to stretch you out.
The last thing Coriolanus wants is his pet to get hurt.
His thumb fervently circles your clit, opening your thighs even further as the boy slips in another finger. He watches your face contort into emotions of pain and pleasure drawing another orgasm out of your, "Your so precious, c'mon give me one more."
And one turns to 2 more and turns to 5 until Coryo finally decides you deserve to get fucked.
It's a privilege, to have his dick inside you, he expects you to be begging and desperate. He berates you, watching you beg like a common whore but in the end you get what you want. In the dead of night with your parents in another room- none the wiser- he takes you, ruining you, for any other man. In his eyes you belong to him and no one can take you from him.
Your moans echo in the walls and skin slap together as Coryo has you bent, with your knees hooked over his shoulders and his dick pounding into you unforgivingly.
The angle reaches all the right spots, all the places your fingers counldn't reach, essentially making it so you can't even cum without him helping you- which was of course what he wanted.
You we be so desperate that you would end up calling Coryo. at the dead of night, crying over the phone at how much you needed him to take care of you, how your "hands didn't feel as good as his" or how you "needed him.' And that's all he needed to here before rushing to your place.
Every single time without fail Coryo would hope you would get pregnant.
He knows it's stupid- your far to young for kids and in reality Coryo would be a horrible dad. But the idea of you, his precious thing, so full and round with his kid.
How vulnerable you would be and how he would protect you, keep you stuck at home, making you play the eager housewife whilst he could come home from some high paying job- able to take care of you three.
Sometimes his mind disgusted him.
One time he thought of some lowlife from the higher districts, 10, 11, 12 even, finding you, perhaps he was a tribute, no matter how- but he thought how the man would try to hurt you and how he could fight him off. How he would hit the man, watch the fear in his eyes as he took his life, keeping you safe.
He swears he never came harder that night. Filling you up and your screamed into a pillow.
Coriolanus Snow loves ownership. And he specifically loves owning you.
ik coryo seems like kinda an ass in this but i wanted to make smth that as kinda more true to how evil he rlly was- dw tho imma make smth thats a lil more nice n delusional 😭
#coriolanus snow#coriolanus snow x reader#coriolanus snow x you#coriolanus snow smut#coriolanus snow fluff#bella fawns over coryo
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plsss do fem!reader getting a call from ethan!ghostface 😩 could be smutty or maybe 16+!! also ur writing is so good wtf
ahhh thank you so so much i'm glad u enjoy it! i rlly liked this request :)) this is SUGGESTIVE 16+ but not smut
Sometimes, truly, if you sit in silence for long enough, you start to consider that maybe you aren’t the best person, morals wise.
You have your good qualities: helping old ladies cross the street, dog sitting for your friends, helping out sick relatives, doing good deeds without having to be told so.
But the one bad trait, the one you were currently indulging in, seemed to outweigh everything that was good about you.
Allowing some sick joke between you and your boyfriend to continue.
As soon as Ethan switched from his usual, saccharine sweet voice, to the raspy, demanding tone of Ghostface, you should’ve told him to knock it off. Seriously. Not with that light, airy tone in your voice that showed how easily persuaded you are.
But you couldn’t help but let him convince you to continue. Plus, you could’ve pretended that you hated it. Instead…
“Isn’t your line supposed to be: ‘What’s your favorite scary movie’?”
Ethan, or Ghostface, chuckled.
“See, you know the rules, sweetheart. Now, what’s your favorite scary movie?”
You took a second to think, fiddling with the half completed puzzle that you and your roommates have been working on at the coffee table for two weeks now.
“Probably Get Out. Does that count?”
“Is that the one by that comedian, Jordan Peele?”
“Yeah. It’s not really that scary, which is why I like it, but the plot and storyline is horrifying enough.”
Ghostface hums and you decide to take a leap.
“My boyfriend likes those traditionally scary movies, with the jumpscares and excessive gore.”
He takes the bait. “Boyfriend? You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend.”
“You didn’t ask.”
You take a seat on the couch, your eyes glancing over the window. Briefly, you considered drawing the curtains, but then Ghostface continued to speak.
“Hm, maybe I should’ve. Does he treat a pretty girl like you right?”
“Yeah, yeah, he does.” A beat. “How do you know I’m pretty?”
“Because I’m looking at you, sweetheart.”
Your breath hitched. You should have known as much, but just considering the possibility is one thing, having it confirmed is another.
Attempting to play it cool, you stand to your feet and approach the window. “Really? Because I’m calling bullshit.”
You pressed your face to the glass and used the hand that didn’t hold your phone to your ear to shield your view from the light inside of your apartment. You scanned the streets below, the windows across from yours, and anything else your eyes could reach, but you couldn’t see anything. It was late, there wasn’t much activity in your complex, and the streetlight that previously illuminated your section of the complex was still out.
Ghostface chuckled condescendingly. “There’s no point in looking. You won’t find me.”
Stepping away from the window, you surveyed the apartment. Nothing there, save for the organized mess left by yourself and your roommates.
“But you can trust my word. I see how delicious you look in that little number. That tight shirt, those tiny shorts. Looking like a whore, begging to be fucked,” he spat the last bit as if the words were venomous. "maybe gutted," he toyed with the idea, “your boyfriend know you walk around like that?”
Your eyes met the cameras in your apartment, the ones that your roommates decided were needed in this big city. You’d never been more thankful to have them.
“He does,” you took a seat on the couch again, propping your feet up onto the coffee table and positioning yourself to where you could be seen by the camera. Your legs crossed, and you ran a hand along your thigh. “And he loves it. If he could see me right now I bet he would be cumming in his pants.”
There was a hitch in his voice, barely noticeable, but there.
You took his hesitation to spread your legs and trail a hand down to the waistband of your shorts. Your eyes flitted up to the camera, you smiled softly, lifted your hand in a wave, then stuck it into your shorts.
“You said you’re watching me, right, Ghostface?”
#ethansworld!#ethan landry x reader#ethan landry smut#ethan landry x you#ghostface x reader#ghostface smut#ghostface x you#celeste writes scream
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hey! i love all ur fics sm (esp the bodyguard gaz ones omg i ate those up like candy 😩)
u don’t have to write this if u don’t want, but tf141 (and lv, if u write for them) and body worship?(separately, not poly) like fem reader’s had a tough day or wtv, n she’s feeling insecure so they js like show her how beautiful she rlly is
could be sfw or nsfw it’s ur choice
if that’s too many characters then feel free to leave some out!
have a good day/night ‼️
babygirl gaz my beloved <3 i need to write more on that. that unofficial series is a train wreck honestly but i love them so much. and oo i do love some good body worship. i don't really write for our sweet cowboys because i'm not all too comfortable with characterizing them yet, but i'll give you some hc's of our 141 boys!
Simon
he is honestly really surprised when he first learns that you're insecure about yourself. you're the most beautiful thing in the world to him, and really he's dumbfounded you don't see yourself that way.
i feel like he's one to stand behind you in the mirror with his hands on your hips and whisper sweet affirmations to you. how he loves the curve of your nose, how your teeth peek through your lips when you smile, how your eyes always shine when you look at something you love.
he whispers this all while you're looking in the mirror because he has to make you see what he sees. he's spent his fair share of time looking at his reflection, the scars on his face, his crooked nose, and hating every moment of it. he refuses to let you do the same, and so he plans to rewrite all of those emotions.
or he can just fuck you like he does in this drabble i wrote a while ago lmao.
Kyle
he always calls you pet names that are along the lines of "pretty girl" "my girl" things like that, so when you mention something about disliking your appearance, his brain literally restarts. his pretty girl? feeling insecure about herself? that simply won't do.
i feel like his immediate reaction would be to just kiss the pain away. sort of like how parents will kiss their child's injury if they scrape their knee or bruise themself, he does that but like all over.
he's kissing your nose, your forehead, your lips (of course) but more than that. he's trailing kisses down your arms, along your stomach, your legs, all the parts of you that only the sun had ever kissed before.
and of course he's whispering praises to you the entire time. doesn't even have to be in a sexual way either. you're the love of his life, and it saddens him that you feel down about yourself. so he'll just kiss away the bad thoughts until there's nothing left but his love.
Johnny
when he hears you say something degrading about yourself, Johnny is a little too enthusiastic and excited about correcting you. you're the most beautiful thing he's ever laid eyes on, and he's going to make sure you see yourself that way too.
he's definitely the most handsy out of all of the boys. he's rubbing his hands up your arms, over your stomach, tracing your spine with his fingers. but then it escalates. he's groping your tits, pawing at your thighs and ass.
really, you can't blame the man when he eventually ends up between your thighs. you're just too pretty to resist, after all. look at what you do to him! bewitching him with your beauty, turning him into a pussy drunk man that can't get enough of you.
also, this might be his way of pavloving you. conditioning you into loving yourself as he draws orgasm after orgasm out of you. no, you'll stop shying away and disagreeing when people call you pretty or compliment you, you'll just get insanely horny lmao
Price
i actually just wrote a little thing about him and body image issues last night! and really, i think he would totally do this.
the whole getting on his knees in front of you as if you were royalty, holding your hands in his, just looking up at you with so much love and adoration. he'll caress you softly while he speaks because honestly he can't get enough of you.
he'd meet your insecurities with mostly rational ideas. how your body is normal, your appearance is perfect, you're beautiful inside and out type thing. i feel like out of all the boys he might have the hardest time appealing to you emotionally with that stuff.
doesn't mean he won't try, though! he'll constantly affirm you, treat you like royalty and all that good stuff. he'll cook you a nice meal, and maybe the two of you will cuddle on the couch. really, he'll just try and fill you with so much love until you forget about what had upset you in the first place.
#simon riley x reader#ghost x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#gaz x reader#kyle gaz garrick x reader#kyle garrick x reader#john mactavish x reader#soap x reader#john soap mactavish x reader#price x reader#john price x reader#captain john price x reader#f!reader#fem!reader
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hi i love ur writing :) could you do smthn where soobin catches the reader staring at his fingers while he was writing and gets rlly cocky about it T-T
OHHH HE WOULD HAHA-
What Are You Looking At~? // Choi Soobin
dom!soobin x sub!fem!reader
Summary: you can’t help but look at Soobin’s hands whenever he’s doing something with them. Especially when he’s sitting at the table, lips pursed cutely in concentration, focusing on writing a new song. You didn’t expect him to catch you staring, though
genre: smut
Warnings: quirofilia , begging , fingering , Soobin calls the reader ‘baby’ , cunnilingus , squirting , finger sucking , not proofread
word count: 1.2k
His fingers wrapped around the pen, lips pursed out, sitting at the dinner table, Soobin is one of the cutest sights you’ve ever seen. He scribbles something down, occasionally scratching it out, his brows furrowed, and the thoughts running through your head should be innocent ones.
Key word: should.
They aren’t, actually. His fingers of the hand not holding the pen tap against the tabletop, the other hand practically suffocating the pen.
And all you can think about is his fingers shoved in your cunt, the smirk on his face as he makes you a mess.
You’re so far gone in your fantasy that you don’t come to until he snaps in front of your face, smiling at you with a teasing look in his eyes.
“Whatcha looking at?” Soobin grins, pen lying on the table now, no longer important.
You blush, looking away when he takes your hand in his, tracing circles on your palm. “Oh… nothing, I just spaced out…”
He smirks lightly, raising his eyebrows. “You actually seemed pretty intently focused… on me. So, what are you looking at~?”
You bite your lip in embarrassment, your heart speeding up slightly, pounding in your ears. “You just said it, didn’t you? I was looking at you.”
“At my hands. What were you thinking, baby?” Soobin’s perfect, heart shaped lips that turn up in the corners are pulled into a smirk, his hand moving to cup your face, thumb tracing your lips.
Fuck. You’re absolutely caught. Usually you can get away with looking for just a bit, and he doesn’t notice, but somehow today is different. “Nothing, I told you…”
“You don’t have to be embarrassed, if you tell me I can help you,” he coos, his face close to yours, breath tickling your cheek.
You inhale sharply when his lips brush yours, feather light, teasing almost. “Was thinking about your hands…” you whisper, eyes wide.
He chuckles slightly, eyes locked on you. “I know that baby, tell me what you were thinking~”
Your breathing grows heavier. “Want them to touch me, Soobin.”
“Yeah? Where?”
Your hands take his and draw them across your hips, moving so his fingers grip your waist. “You know…”
“Tell me, baby..~” he smirks, lips touching your neck, pressing light kisses, before nipping your skin, making you quiver with pleasure.
“Want you down here,” you whisper, gesturing to your thighs, which are currently pressed tight together, your aching core begging to be touched.
“Where?”
“Please, Soobin, no more, no more, need you…” you plea, brows furrowed in the slight pleasure that rocking against your chair awards you.
“Tell me where you need me, and I’ll touch you,” Soobin smirks, pulling you so you’re in his lap on the couch, your wetness placed just above his growing erection.
Your hips grind down onto him, cause you’re such a needy little girl, fucking yourself against him, cause all you want is for him to touch you with those fingers of his.
His head leans back, lips parted as he lets you, his hardness pressed firm against your thigh. A small moan of pleasure leaves him and he ruts back against you slightly, then pauses, lips moving to your neck. He licks a line from your collarbone to your jaw, messing with the hem of your shirt.
“Tell me, baby..~” he hums against your skin.
“Need you to touch my pussy, please please please!” You cry out when he bucks his hips perfectly against your clit.
“Yeah? Need me to touch your pretty little cunt?” He smirks, repeating his action, your breathing growing laborious against his neck.
You nod quickly, shuddering with the ecstasy running through your veins. “Please Soobin…”
His fingers trail down your torso, slipping beneath your waistband, then gently caress your clit through the soaked fabric. A shaky moan is coaxed from your mouth when he touches you, shivers down your back.
“You’re so wet for me, baby..” Soobin’s lips travel to your chest, and he removes your clothes quickly, the fire under your skin untamable.
You can’t even respond, your back arched against him, leaning into his touch. You don’t protest when he moves you from his lap, but you do inhale sharply when he props you up perfectly on the couch so that he’s between your legs.
His fingers grip your thighs as he kisses from your belly button down to your heat, and you’re practically a trembling mess already.
A tentative lick to your clit makes you gasp again, your breath shuddering out into the hand you’ve placed over your mouth.
Your eyes flutter shut as small tingles head from your core to your spine. You practically whine when Soobin’s hands leave your body, but your eyes fly open the moment his fingertip taps your entrance. There’s no way you’re gonna keep your eyes shut for this.
Soobin smiles cockily up at you from between your legs, then, without warning, sinks one slender digit into you.
Your eyes train on his fingers, the two pumping in and out of you, curling to reach the most perfect spot inside you, and it practically makes you cum on the spot.
The fact that you had been fantasizing about this not ten minutes ago makes your head spin.
Only a few moments later, Soobin has three fingers in you, his thumb toying with your clit, the contact only intensifying the sensations running over your burning hot skin. When his eyes lock on yours again, the look in his eyes causes tantalizing pleasure to spread through your entire body.
Your voice choked, you manage to get out, “Soobin, gon’ cum, don’t stop, please!”
He hums against your thigh, which is now littered with marks from his teeth. “Yeah? Pretty baby is gonna cum?”
You jerk your head in a nod, hips rocking into his fingers. A little whimper of a response leaves your lips.
“Should I let my baby cum?”
You nod again.
Soobin tsks. “Baby’s been awfully quiet… do you think she deserves to cum?”
You try to respond, but all you can do is stutter, little whines from your throat.
“What was that? Baby has to tell me if she thinks she should cum.” He smirks, fully aware of the fact that as long as his fingers are buried inside you, you are completely and utterly incapable of replying.
You bite your lip, open your mouth one last time to try and speak. Your voice is breathy and slightly incoherent. “Please, Soobin, let me cum, please, ‘ve been good, please!”
You trail off into a little yelp of pleasure at the end of your sentence because Soobin’s fingers press perfectly against your g-spot, and it’s all you can do to keep from cumming all over his fingers.
“N/N has been good… alright baby, go ahead and cum,” he decides, fingering you hard and fast while he speaks.
Your moans turn into high pitched whimpers, your orgasm building in intensity before racking your entire body.
Your eyes screw shut as you cum, and a noise of approval and surprise coming from Soobin makes you open them again.
His shirt is soaked, and when he pulls his fingers out of your dripping cunt, he places them to your lips. You eagerly open your mouth, sucking on his fingers covered with your arousal.
Little mewls leave you with his fingers in your mouth, and when he finally removes them, he moves to kiss you.
“How cute… baby squirted all over my fingers.
“You wanna try that again on my cock?”
#ada answers 💌#ada's req: soobin <3#txt hard hours#txt smut#txt hard thoughts#txt x reader#soobin smut#soobin hard hours#soobin x reader#hand kink#soobin hard thoughts
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i sound rlly weird asking but can u make a part two of the jerk!ng off head cannons for carl 😇😇
literally of course my man ALWAYS deserves to feel good
this is short and sweet, also strayed away from headcanons and did a little bit of a fic….actually loved writing this
NSFW under the cut, all characters depicted are 18+, MDNI.
It was a hot summers day in Alexandria, resulting in a group of teenagers making their way down to a nearby lake, intending on cooling off and having some fun.
Usually, Carl considered himself more… mature than his peers. There was a war actively brewing, and that’s not to mention walkers, so he didn’t see the value in such a meaningless activity.
Yet, you’d convinced him to come.
“Please, Carl. It’ll be fun!” You’d pleaded, “What else were you gonna do all day? Read comics?”
At the time, he’d protested, made some excuse that he was helping his father. But he wasn’t, and you were right.
So here he was, sitting on one of the large rocks lining the lake, flannel still cast over his shoulders.
The few other teens, yourself included, were enjoying the cool reprieve from the heat. Splashing around, throwing handfuls of sand at each other.
Carl was trying his hardest not to look at you.
Now, he’d never actually seen.. so much of a woman before. Sans those lewd comics, but this was different.
Your bikini was tiny, spaghetti straps wrapping over your shoulders, little triangle cups covering a portion of your breasts. Though the bottoms didn’t match, they were equally small, riding up your ass cheeks and showing a sliver of your inner thighs.
“Carl! Come in!” You’re suddenly calling out to him, which immediately draws his gaze. There’s no avoiding it as you tread closer, propping your elbows up onto the rock that he’s sitting on.
It only squeezes your breasts together, presented nicely in the frame of your arms. Sitting there, waiting.
He forces himself to maintain eye contact, not wanting you to pick up on his obvious disarray. The flush of his cheeks, or the way he squirms a little under the attention. “No, I’m alright.” He excuses.
But you won’t accept this, your grin widening as you hoist yourself onto the rock, coming to sit next to him. “C’mon, you’ve gotta chill out a bit, sometime. Taking a quick dip in the lake isn’t gonna hurt anyone.”
As you speak, your wet skin brushes against his flannel, the contact only worsening the flood of emotions that Carl is experiencing. It’s too much, too quickly, the presence of a pretty, dripping wet, girl is too much to handle.
The sun shines down through the trees, reflecting off your water-coated skin and hair, making it shine. Little droplets slip down your curves, and his eyes fall to one in particular, travelling down the open valley of your breasts.
“I’m going to check the perimeter.” Carl quickly says, swiftly standing up and turning away from you, not wanting to spare another glance at your body. It’s too tempting. That, and a shameful blush makes it’s way to his cheeks, his own body reacting to the contact in a way he’d rather you not realise.
He trudges past the treeline, out into the expanse of forest that circles the lake. It’s not too far off from Alexandria, in fact, he can just see the walls from this distance.
Carl wants to stay, he really does. Anything to put that smile on your face, where you’d say his name in that happy tone, completely enamoured by the smallest thing.
But he’s got a problem to deal with.
He leans against a tree, the thin flannel acting as a barrier between his back and the bark. There’s an obvious tent in his swimmers, poorly hidden due to the loose material.
“Fuck..” Carl curses under his breath, a little annoyed that he even has to do this. It doesn’t feel leisurely, but a chore, an irritating burden that needs to be solved before he can go have fun with everybody else.
So he takes another look around, making sure the area is clear before snaking his hand underneath the waistband, letting his fist wrap around his half-hard cock. A few strokes brings it to its full length, already hot and throbbing, where he can pull it free.
This isn’t the time to draw it out, so Carl clamps one hand over his mouth, the other working feverently to jerk himself off, as quickly as possible.
Yet, he can’t help but fall into a pleasurable rhythm, eye falling closed as he savours the feeling. His mind wanders, curious as to what you’d think of him now, doing something so lewd with no privacy.
It causes embarrassment to well in his gut, but it only fuels his desire, squeezing his hand a little tighter around his length, thumb collecting the precum from the tip only to spread it back down.
Each time his mind lingers too long on you, in that tiny bikini, he can practically feel it oozing out of him. Desperation floods his veins, now more focused on cumming, a reality that isn’t far away now that his brain is filled with images of you, on your knees before him.
What would your mouth feel like? Your hands? Would you take it slow, drag it out, or were you more of a quickie person?
Eventually Carl’s mind lands on you with your mouth open, plump lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. He similarly stimulates the swollen head, groaning into the back of his hand as he finally shoots his load onto the forest floor.
The pleasure begins to subside, ebb away, but the embarrassment stays. Though he takes a moment to compose himself, try and regain his footing, when Carl finally comes back to the lake, it’s quite obvious the boy is in some state.
There’s tree bark in his hair.
You smile, finally coaxing Carl into the water. He still doesn’t look at you, all embarrassed and flushed. This time, you make a point to lean as close as possible, to stroke your hand up his arm, let your thighs touch under the water.
How long will he last this time?
#carl grimes x reader#the walking dead x reader#carl grimes#twd x reader#carl grimes x you#twd x you
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ghost boy headcanons
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billy showalter
adults and old people LOVE him. take him to meet ur parents, do it
but also hes the type to act way different with ppl his age than adults
kind of a smart mouth.... but in a cool kind of annoying way
twirls his hair a lot LMAO
crosses his arms when he's upset mad sad or annoyed
loves coca cola and root beer
adores dogs, his dog is his best friend
extremely supportive of queer identities even if he isnt queer himself
love language is acts of service
just loves to be helpful
feels bad if people do stuff for him though
griffin stagg
autistic
is lowkey a menace sometimes
but also a sweetheart
he likes weird unexpected shit for someone his age
incredibly smart but doesn't rlly know that
great at art
doesnt curse a whole bunch but when he does he curses like a sailor and he does it good
doesnt know how to match his clothes for the life of him
wears bandanas to pull his hair back, gets made fun of and called a girl for it
everyone just wants to kiss and hold him like a little kid, he doesn't understand it
doesn't like when people baby him
love language is gift giving, probably picks up random shit to give to you
"here have this rock" "i got a pretty flower for you" "i found a cola bottle cap"
you keep them all
vance hopper
adhd probably
pinball hyperfixation need i say more
he's actually pretty chill when hes not angry. if u don't bother him he's real quiet
aromatic and asexual. no he wouldn't be a player
but also is open to meeting someone, whether its platonic or romantic (remember aroace people can still date)
tries to act tough but hes just a big nerd tbh
smoked a cig once. never again, hated it
gets very mad at people when they make fun of his choker, he gets embarrassed
acts homophobic but he really doesnt care
would probably beat someone up if they made fun of a queer kid
that doesnt stop him from saying "thats gay" as a (joking) insult however
doesn't really have a specific love language, just anything to show you care he appreciates it quietly
not big on physical touch but he doesn't mind it
collects vinyls
wears a looot of denim
finney blake
also autistic
space special interest
kind of good at drawing
literally wouldn't hurt a fly
his jokes are so unfunny that its funny
sounds like an angel when he laughs and looks like one when he smiles
and its hard to get a smile out of him
carries that little spaceship with him everywhere, freaks out if he can't find it
cant think of anything else for him
doesn't have a specific love language either, just anything to show that u care
bruce yamada
bro is not as good in school as everyone thinks he is
but tries very hard and does his best
really loves history
i feel like this is obvious but he collects baseball cards
flexes them on you every time you come to his house and it gets a little annoying
is the nice guy of the friend group
probably the corniest person ever
is pretty funny but when he tries to be funny it doesn't work
love language is quality time definitely
also physical touch, just the little things though like touching shoulders or brushing fingers
robin arellano
wears his bandana literally every day and it smells so bad
says its to keep the hair out of his face
bro is gorgeous without it
his wardrobe is 70% sleeveless shirts
a huge showoff and a sucker for praise
laughs at potty jokes every single time
his humor is fake flirting
very protective but he isn't scary at all
fucks up the school lunch like its his last meal
probably complains about it though
can talk to literally anyone and everyone, its really nice
he's.... not great in school but he tries to be nice to the teachers
passes notes in class 24/7 and he gets in trouble so much for it
canon movie fanatic, loves watching them even if they suck
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#the black phone 2022#the black phone#black phone#the black phone headcanons#the black phone x reader#the black phone x you#billy showalter x reader#paperboy the black phone#paperboy#griffin x reader#griffin stagg x reader#finney blake#finney blake x reader#bruce yamada#bruce yamada x reader#vance hopper#vance hopper x reader#vance the black phone#robin arellano#robin arellano x reader
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is it I back for more shitty long scollace prompts 😈😈😈 I'm so glad u liked the first ones cause like ik they're cringe 😭😭 anyway sorry again for how fucking long this is:
- I like to imagine they have a lot of movie nights cause scott just orders a ton and still rents movies from that place I forget the name of where Kim works 😭 most nights acott would prolly pick the movie but sometimes wallace gets a chance. idrk what kinda movies he would like but I feel at least once he would waste his turn to purposefully rent a movie he knows scott would hate just to see him suffer <3 true love. in his defense he had to sit through the sonic movie (or if it takes place in 2004 then sonic ova) at least a hundred times.
- I don't think scott would particularly be scared of horror movies but whenever they watch one wallace would definitely tease and try to freak him out. scott would get very annoyed and insist his teasing isn't working and in his defense it isn't!! it's a shitty 80s slasher film or at least he thinks until all the lights are off and there's weird noises outside. suddenly he's tugging on wallace and holding onto him without even realizing.
^^ I j wanna make a point bc I don't want this to come off as like babying or ooc or even fetishizing cause i think scott could definitely handle horror movies. I don't think he's a horror fanatic but he has respect for the classics. it's like wallaces relentless teasing after an especially scary horror movie he hasn't seen, in the middle of the night, with particular weird noises outside. it's like a rly specific situation cause he's usually fine with horror. I j wanted to makebthat clear cause ik there's like a lot of weird fanfics where scotts like an uwu soft boy and. ew. i don't mean it like that. bleh
- after they're official I feel like their dynamic would basically stay the same cause cmon they were pretty much dating before. only difference is now wallace gets to full on make out with him and give him a little more forehead kisses than he did before. at first I feel like scott would act annoyed or maybe not annoyed but dismissive of the little kisses not cause he didn't like them but bc he acted like he didn't like them before they're dating and he feels the need to keep it up. he doesn't wanna give wallace that satisfaction of I told u so u obviously enjoyed them. but either when scotts sick or even tired or whatever wallace gives him a little kiss and Scott pathetically is like another plsss ☹️☹️☹️. Wallace is like oh? now we like my kisses?? with his little smug ass face. when scott fully wakes up he still barely admits to liking them but now doesnt completely ignore them (he loves them). after like a week I think scott would give up the bit and embrace them like kiss it better?? good luck kiss?? goodnight kiss?? morning kiss?? greedy bitch
sorry for how much I write I j wanna like makebmyself clear plus I rlly suck with words so I hope this comes across ok. sorry these are worse but ofc I have more cause of the autism ☹️☹️ hope u enjoyed reading this fucking novel 😭😭
these are all so cute anon!! don’t you even worry, i haven’t been getting many prompts so these mean a lot to me. the first one shot (haircut) should be up as soon as my comic artist finishes the panels!!
shout out to @literallylee btw, they’re drawing some comics for the fics and they’re literally amazing, can’t wait for you guys to see them!!
#fanfiction#scott pilgram takes off#scollace#scott pilgram vs the world#wallace wells#gay#scott pilgrim#fanfic#one shot#one shot book#writing#anon#asks#send asks#send prompts#guys
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*presents u my dick grayson hcs like ur @ my garage sale* (dick hcs #1?)
♡ this
♡ hes a passenger princess(no this is cannon whoopsie)
♡ dick is like the first girl 2 b killed in a slaughter movie, but just as a 27-ish yr old adult man
♡ draws on a beauty mark in a different spot everytime & gaslights any1 who asks about it
-"hey wasnt ur beauty mark under ur other eye?"
-"idk i cant see my own face"
♡ hes always losing his hairties bc he keeps shooting them @ ppl
-& rubberbands 4 that matter
♡ we dont talk about the skin grip example
-it involves a lot of falling & a lot of crashing
-if ykyk
♡ dick usually has a twix in his pocket, but in order 2 get it u have 2 guess if its a left or right twix
-he also respectfully keeps the left twin in his left pocket & the right twix in the right pocket
♡ he never believed in santa claus but is terrified that watermelon will grow inside him if he swallows the seeds
♡ not rlly a hc but hes vry mcdonals girl toy coded
♡ says "fuck it we ball" b4 jumping in2 a drug ring
♡ the hardest hes laughed in a while was @ a bucket falling over
♡ "masculine but in a peacock way" quotes,,,,,
♡ makes hot chocolate in a pot
-refuses 2 make it in a mug it HAS 2 b done on the stove or its not the same
♡ knows how to do his make-up but doesnt know the name of the product he uses
-foundation? no thats just my face paint
♡ if u ask him 2 draw, hell say "i cant even draw a straight line!"
♡ dick; *pulls out sticker sheet* *puts mlp sticker some1s face*
♡ swallowed grapes/blue berries whole as a kid bc he didnt know better
-didnt chew them*
♡ dicks fav turtle is leo
♡ fixates on tinkering w/his bits & bots
♡ wears crocs
-"y do u wear crocs?"
-dick; kicks in their direction so the croc hits theyre face
♡ eyeballs measurements(like cooking)
-until it comes 2 clothes, then its ultra mega super duper whopper popper deluxe edition focus
♡ h8s grippy socks
-the textures weird + attracts halys hair(as if all socks wouldnt but-)
-prolly h8s socks in gen
♡ had 2 have snorted pixie stick as a kid
-i am such a believer that every kid has done this so he will 2
-as a dare @ LEAST
♡ when hes angry he plops 1 of those sweet cough drops in his mouth 2 chew on just so that he doesnt go off
-any hard candy works 2
-he needs 1 of those chewie chewables
♡ biting/chewing hcs bc it needs a separate category @ this point
-keeps chewing on earbuds
-h8s biting his nails actually
-no pen or pencil or eraser is safe
-loves biting but h8s when his food is 2 chewy/has 2 bite harder than usual
-has more than 1nce caught himself about 2 chew on electrical wire
-bites ppl he loves 2 show appreciation/love nom
-(i will defend this goddamn hc till the day i die)
♡ pizza bagels
-if ur confused, come see me after class
♡ titans have basically banned horror movies from movie nights bc dick would complain about the gore/physics/traps/mo/literally anything 'inaccurate'
-"dick its just a movie" "U DONT UNDERSTAND."
♡ has the most social media followers out of batfam but only posts 1nce a month(sometimes not)
-its just a picture of his half eaten cereal captioned "beautiful day today"
♡ titians walked in on him doing a backbend & thought some1 murdered him(not 4 vry long though cause oviously he was alive i just like the thought of some1 like roy when he 1st joined the team walking in & doing the most dramatic gasp ever)
♡ listen, i like contortionist dick
-its fun & silly
♡ takes 'cringe' as a compliment
♡ "ur mature 4 ur age!" dick; "let me fix that real quick"
♡ hair grows vry quickly
♡ h8s functioning labels(i mean we all should but yk)
♡ skilled in bingo
♡ over buys treats 4 haly
-& toys
♡ insane internal clock
-kinda ties in; tells ppl specific times
-"meet me @ 2;37 pm" as an example
♡ comic sans enjoyer(literally stole from ttg but shhhhhh)
♡ more invested in presidential gay love affairs than WW1 or 2
♡ hes about yay high
♡ hyperfixates on languages istg
i literally could go on 4ever bc my brain is that highway in germany but i wont
i regret nothing
pt 2 <- if i make 1 lol
#the amount of times i wanted 2 write “y? bc i say so” after a hc was crazy#my worst fear is that i make hcs off of a hc'd dick from another hc'd that was based off ao3 from some1 whos never read the comics#dyinf on the biting hc hill#dick grayson#dc#puppee hcs
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me hc'ing pcs relationship to makeup:
gillion tidestrider, he didnt rlly wear makeup in the undersea and has internalised that but he would happily wear makeup if offered, like god someone PLEASE givr him permission. just make sure that its suitable for a triton though.
jay ferin, she's great with stuff like clown makeup and sfx. if she tries normal makeup looks she will mess it up and start cussing tho.
chip, he used to use makeup but with the bandana he doesnt now lol. anyways he's not perfect but DAMN he's better than u would expect. he refuses to elaborate on how he got so good at it (he's just very insecure abt his appearance okay).
goobleck, bbg eats that shit.
ashe winters, she literally had all the time in the world to practice at home she's SO fucking good at it. she consumes makeup tutorials like nobody's business. makeup QUEEN.
william wisp, he applies so much black eyeshadow n stuff. its in his bonez. really good with stuff relating to nail polish and all that. after meeting ashe he started to get more ambitious with his makeup, up until what happened. then he started wearing MORE black makeup and then even MORE after realising he has no blood. after gaining a new heart she's started wearing warmer makeup with more reds, and also doing more horror-esque looks. uhhh i guess basically she changes her makeup a lot depending on how she's feeling and what's happening.
dakota cole, not interested. might have some internalised feelings of thinking it makes him look less genuine or faker somehow. and gender issues.
vyncent sol, id have to think more abt whether the cat boy would wear makeup.
kian stone, prolific in it babes check him out she's rocking it. LOVES doing drag makeup. fuck yeah!!
rand, makeup would probably require him to clean himself up which is already too much to ask of him.
rolan, he likes when ppl do his makeup for him but probably doesnt really wear it otherwise. too scared to wear makeup in public most of the time. big fan of all the drag he's seen.
thanatos, um. i mean. yeah. i mean he's a robot. peter can paint him?? if he wants??? nobody else though its an exclusive peter privilege.
peter, okay i think he'd be decent at it but his REAL passion is face painting. let him draw a lizard on your cheek right fucking now.
rumi, they actually suck at makeup so bad holy shit all they do is magically sparkle don't fucking ask them to do makeup.
exandroth, she doesnt need makeup he think he looks great (it HATES it the sensory issues god no dont put anything on him girl wasnt built for this)
aster aeliana, she's really good with makeup but dislikes wearing it. merely performing her stereotypical girl duties.
ryan selucreh, he will do whatever the group's doing bro.
connor connors, hmhmhm u know what he's already seen as a loser he would sorta know how to use makeup and wear it while he's out and about. already a con-erd right? not very commited to it tho, its just a hobby.
cherry blossom, she would never
aren auguste, "no thats gay"
jebediah lightbringer, no except him and brian have matching nail polish cause you know how it is homos.
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HIIIII!!!!! Im late as hell but, before i get to the art request thing: Ive always been curious about what inspired you to make a lot of your ocs? Like what SPARKED that idea, if anything in particular? Especially for characters like Laika and Audrey!
Also…. Here is my creature son…… I thought you might enjoy him :)
HI MALCALM. i want to say before anything im rlly obsessed bc i think u n me are on the same page in regards to character design that guy with long sharp feature is awesome. like his face shape im obsessed eith i just notice that. i really do fucking love this character design it was fun to draw i need to draw mkre of your chars i never got around to during artfight i can say we both burnt out LAWL
thats a hard quastion but i love you for asking it ehmm its hard because i really dont know i just kind of look at art all the time and what people make and watch and experience and read stuff and 1 small piece of something inspires you until you collect enough small pieces to make 1 big thing. i get inspired by lots of stuff and tuck away whatever i like to use later or i just think alot. these days i dont really have very many OCs that are just "mine" anymore most if not all of them start off as fandom chars and i just make them more complicated until its not abt that anymore. audrey and delainey ar the only characters that i have these days that dont stem from fandom even laika actually is a fan character for my buddy henry's original universe. i like stuff i like what people make and i like that people make things and i like to dance around in them and make stuff up too YAY!
the idea for laika really only exists as it does because of the freedom of the universe theyre in, i wanted to make a character design that is complete nonsense and a premise that i like and think is fun without the restraint of grounding or rulesets, their entire being is based in "i think it would be fun if" and their design is entirely self indulgent. audrey is a different story because he is the oldest character i have and have had, he's gone through a variety of design changes and in fact did not even have a human design until i started posting him on this blog, he had existed for years and years before that. but also he is exactly like laika because he is my MOST self indulgent oc and i do whatever i want to him. having ocs is about smashing them together like barbie
#i didnt want to gush in the text bc i dont want the post to be too long but maddox's desjgn is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CRACY#the shapes are so fun but its also just like such an incredibly creative design. all of ur oc designs are like that to me like they just#ooze creativity sincerely so spectacular to me. youre just so talented#idk how to talk to ppl ^_^ but i read everythng u say to me on whatever websites ajd see all ur likes and everything ily...#i recognize u soldier. theres just sth wrong w me but i DO !#ask
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MK liveblog thoughts, Asylum
Why does this have another boring title music section uGh
The main themes being right at the beginning w the cave n Wendy,,,,, Oughhh
THE EDITING IS SO GOOD
God god god
Marc looks so beat up n confused babe I’m so sorry I’m so sorry
I still don’t think this is Jake y’all sorry I rlly just never will ok
His accent doesn’t change it just gets stronger bc he gets more upset
Dr Harrow you suck so bad
“I took the bus” “hmgggggg |:-/“
Also why does his face look totally diff Oscar why do u shift ur face
DONT BRING UP THE LITTLE BOY SHUT UR YAP
Also again… Marc’s trigger is roro n he gets mad when harrow brings it up
Taweret my love
Taweret’s painted nails n how she licks her lips o baby oh yeah
Also the fact that she’s gotta read off cards n is awkward bc this isn’t her job
Autism overrides fear of being dead, category 6 event two dead and are mad ab it
Untethered consciousness is such a fun way to describe souls
Just watching Marc fall back into old habits of thinking n self hate n being trapped in his medical trauma agghhhhh
“Mahc… mahc….”
“BingoOOOOH MY GOD”
The Duat music is amazing n the colors r LOVELYYY
Poppa-ed ya hearts out hehhehe
Steven grabbin him boobies no heart there anymore
Also how what happens when ur souls don’t balance is diff bc Ammit is entombed n cant eat them
“Kill the hippo, steal the boat”
THEYRE INCOMPLETE BC JAKE ISNY THERE U FUCK LET HIM OUTTT
“You two guys” so real they rlly are guys
“Yeawrrite”
I love Steven n Marcs bickering ab killing Taweret or not they’re so
They’re so
I love the memory rooms hey don’t go into they’re so cool looking
N the music that’s like a muffled n floaty version of the main theme ouYghH
“Woah… that’s wild”
Marc seeing the shiva n brushing it off is so…
I didn’t think anything of it the first time but knowing now is just uUggGHh
Steven’s collar is lower cut than Marc’s n that vibes
The way Steven looks when he asks “All of them?” Is so heartbreaking
Marc baby Marc baby Marc bABY I need to holD YOU OH SHIT RORO HIIII
“Why is there a child in a room full of people you’ve killed” GOD BUT HES ALIVE HES THE ONLY ALIVE ONE ITS NOT THE SAME
THE WAY MARC BANGS ON THE MEMORY BC HE KNIWS WHAT UT IS IUGGHHHHHH
“Draw wing”
Layers gators in awhile crocodile
THE SHOT OF MARC THROUGH THE HALL MIRROR THE GREENS OF THE TREES N THEN IT GETYING DIMMER AS IT RAINS
The music swelling n shifting still light n then getting heavy n deep when Steven realizes what’s happening
Marc searching so hard n Steven’s panic rising n Marc looking rigid n scared n tense as his own fear rises
Steven yelling even tho they can’t hear him the water rushing in w Marc’s memory n his breathing over the top of it Steven diving n n Marc’s breath shivering over all of it GOD GOD GOD GOD
Steven at the shiva…. He looks so shaken and empty
The room is warmly lit but the contents are not
The water dripping in the silence
Wendy’s hair going from wavy to straight in grief
Baby Marc… baby….. go back to your room
God
Ok
Steven’s face I’m
God Jesus fuck the emotions this instills just holy shit holy shit
DONT GO UP THE STAIRS
The way each level almost gets more desaturated….
Steven continuing to climb n Marc only being able to watch
The score dude… I’m just…:.::::::::
Their vices when they’re fighting
Teen Marc…. Steven just watching and the tears on teen Marc’s face and Marc pulling him away into a worse memory
Spitting up sand..
OH HEY STEVEN INSEE UR SHOULDER
Marc……. Man
Hey I… care ab these guys a lot
“What happened to you?” And Marc is already moving towards it
ALSO THE SHOT OF THE TEMPLE IUGGHHHB JTS SO COMICS IT MAKES ME YEL
I can’t even
Like
I can’t even describe the feelings of this scene we all know
But like the score doesn’t stop immediately when Khonshu starts talking his voice cuts through it and silences things and makes Marc pause
Khonshu I hate u
Also so many shots r uneven n weird this scene in a good way
“Marc he was… taking advantage of you”
The way we see through Marc’s eyes the edge of Khonshu’s staff before he says yes and then Khonshu is finally visible OUGGHHHH
HAHA THEY SAID THE TITLE YEAHHHH YEAHHH OH HEY HIS CAPE IS GLOWINH DUDE
TAWERET ILYYYY
Marc’s…. Rlly strong n panicked reaction to maybe having to relive the bedroom but Steven just can’t get it bc he doesn’t know he is unable to know and then Steven says it’ll b all his fault n it triggers Marc and he has a mini meltdown just… fuck man
The way the diff Dr Harrows act diff n have diff rules
Proves the psych ward isn’t reality immediately between the sedating vs the not sedating
Again Dr harrow asmr is begrudgingly v nice
Marc just responding by looking at him like 😕
The tomb buster figures… the stuffie, the astronaut on the shelf. The car bunk bed…. I think
Baby Steven…….
And the way Steven copies along bc he rmrs…
Steven being a fictive is still one of my fav things but also it makes sense he does not have a good reaction bc he doesn’t know what it means n his sense of self is so strong n just
God….
PUNCH HIS ASS
Steven… oh baby
I’m like
Listen guys I’m rlly fucking emotional it’s hitting harder than usual rewatched uh um um
Marc’s voice breaks even when he’s so angry and I’m just I
Oh I’m im rlly close to crying lol
Steven’s initial reaction to her being dead is just heart shattering n he’s mumbling n his world is coming down n Marc is trying to calm him bc he realized what he did but Steven can’t hear him through the panic
Steven still being brave in the face of gaslighting n illusions n not believing that Dr harrow is real like Marc did
“Oo nosy…”
Dr harrow I hate u
Steven’s breakdown as the realization of his mother is brought to the surface n he tries to deny it but he can’t the way his dont do that becomes a pleas j his face breaks oh the tear oh god
“My mum is dead” And the line is dead too
“I was just a little boy”
Oscar Isaac the actor you are Jesus shit
The way Steven just watches the memory n breaks n the tears come n he gets it
And the taxi drives away someone mentioned the Jake parallel god
“Marc… all those horrible things that’s he said to you, she was wrong, it wasn’t your fault.”
“Hey… hey… you were just a child. It wasn’t your fault.”
My chest is like twisting n it’s in my throat guys just… Jesus
THEYRE UNBALANCED BC JAKE ISNT THERE N ITS TWO HEARTS N IT WORKS DIFF THAN SINGLETS BABY CMON
This fight hurts so bad just
The faceless sand creature….
Steven working so hard to save Marc
The way Steven covers his mouth when Marc gets hit n he looks so purely scared
AND THEN HE ATEPS UP YES BABY YOU GOT THIS
“SIIIIX!! I prefer cricket :-)”
BEAT THAT THING UPPPPP
Marc’s proud happy in awe face n then he gets grabbed and it is that moment and—Steven falls
And Marc’s voice is hoarse and it’s so distant for Steven and then he realizes and tries to run but it’s too late “stop the boat!” “Wait!” But it doesn’t they can’t n Marc is yelling and Steven reaches out and says his name and is gone
The way that Taweret gasps a lil when the scales balance and then the music just.. lightens… and Marc looks so destroyed in the soft light of the field of reeds, alone and warm and broken….
Yeah I…. No wonder this put me in a shit emotional state for a week Jesus Christ
I never want to relive the wait between moon knight episodes 5 and 6 ever again but truly what the fuck dude that…… episode just
Christ
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i gotta say jd and fIoyd is my favorite bz dynamic and im totally normal about them :)))
i imagine jd being emotionally distant despite being all fun and games haha and pulling pranks on his bros singing dancing whatever but no one Truly knew what was going on w his mind. fIoyd would try to make him talk w him and it would go like "i think we should talk abt u seeing our parents dying?" "lol cut this gay shit outta here" yeah hes homophobic and thats other layer. bc fIoyd rlly wants jd attention!!! hes a people pleaser but he also wants to stay true to himself, so he will come out as gay but promise he will keep it in secret.
they always look like jd staring at nowhere and frowning complaining abt life and fIoyd following behind him like a shadow. little sibling admiration of the eldest is so REALL. and fIoyd feels left out of all the fun bc john dory and bruce get to experience the same teen™ stuff, clay trying to be more mature than he truly is and in the process babying fIoyd etc. so until branch was born fIoyd didnt have a "pair" between the sibs (also related but i think clays a loner and fine w that. he would rather spend time w viva and friends than w his family yk middle sibling things)
jd is an ignorant self absorved egomaniac asshole and thats interesting. he dont think theres smthing wrong w him, he thinks he dont have to put the effort into apologizing keeping his family close and SPECIALLY w fIoyd. bc fIoyd will always have his back. thats fucked up but its reality. they are roomates on the bunker.
fIoyd tendencies to always agree and be the "mediator" and peaceful made him jds walking carpet LOL. even when hes trynna to call out john dory when hes being too intense jd will ignore bc cmonnn its fIoyd! what does he know? hes just a baby. jd also rlly put fIoyd on a pedestal and these conflicting views (infantilizing fIoyd + treating him as an mature adult) made him always see fIoyd as this exploitable naive cute little thing w no sense of self preservation of course i have to save him hes my little gay brother who knows nothing abt the world !! but also hes sooo smart omg hes so caring and like a mom sometimes and when hes quiet and brooding he looks older so its fine treating him like that 😊. insane behavior but what else to expect from the creepy incestuous king himself
either jd ignore fIoyd or enforce his role as the sensitive one. fIoyd admires him with all his heart. (my drawing is abt that btw) . their views on their relationship is contrasting bc they have completely different mental issues going on so it looks like
jd: im so glad my little brother is alive ❤️❤️ now we can play dollhouse like good old times :))
fIoyd: i never want to see his face again. i see him everywhere i go. i need to kill myself. i love him.
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HII UM I love love LOVED your sub! Hyunjin fic and I wanted to request another, this is my first time requesting and I’ll definitely be a regular on here, I’m tryna gatekeep you fr🤭 can I suggest nipple play for the first time with him and realizing that he’s really into it and making him cum just like that through his clothes. Then he gets rlly shy about it and you assure him that it’s okay…..TELL ME U SEE THE VISION ??
MINORS PISS OFF.
tags: subby!hyunjin x gn!reader + established relationship, nipple play, exhibitionism.
The crispy morning breeze hit your bare skin as you sat on your small balcony, your knees close to your chest in an attempt to keep yourself warm as you waited for Hyunjin to get up and join you, sipping on a warm cup of coffee with your eyes fixed on the raising sun and the pretty colors the morning sky was painting itself in.
“G' morning, love.” a low murmur and a warm body flopped down next to you on the outdoor couch you were sitting on, a long arm draping over your shoulders and pulling you closer to a naked chest as warm lips started pecking the side of your face.
You smiled, putting the cup down on the coffee table and snuggling closer to Hyunjin's side as your hand squeezed his waist. “Morning.” you mumbled back, pressing a kiss on his shoulder. “Slept well?” you asked, looking up at him.
“Mhm, best sleep I've ever had—would've been better if you were there with me when I woke up though.” he pouted, and a small frown made its way on his face.
“Sorry, needed some fresh air.” you chuckled, pressing a kiss on the corner of his mouth as your hand stroked the soft skin of his slim waist. He shuddered at the coldness of your fingers, his own combing through his hair before resting on your forearm, his thumb drawing small, imaginary circles onto your cold skin with a smile on his full lips.
Butterflies invaded your stomach at the sight, and flashbacks of the previous night suddenly filled your mind—how soft his touches and kisses were, how fondly he looked down at you as he entered you for the first time, how gently he tucked your hair behind your ears and whispered the softest words in them as he waited still until you told him he could start moving, how loved and cared for he made you feel for hours upon hours. And the feeling of his hot body heating up your own as you sat in silence, minutes before your loud neighborhood woke up to start the day, of his soft, coffee-scented puffs of breath hitting your face after he took a sip of your now discarded drink on the table... shit. It made you finally realize that you needed more, right now. More of him and his delicious whimpers and moans, more time to explore once more every single inch of his body.
You chewed on your bottom lip when a weak ray of sun hit your boyfriend's face, lighting up his smile and relaxed expression even more as you finally pressed your lips on his littered with love bites neck, sighing in content when he pulled you closer to his side and snuck a hand under your—his—shirt.
And the chilly morning air brushing over your skin quickly became refreshing, much needed, as your body heated up with arousal and your hand roamed over his firm chest—not failing to notice his breathing turning heavier and the low, guttural moans leaving his lips as soon as your fingers brushed over his nipple. “Sensitive, are we?” you teased, chuckling when his hold on your waist tightened and his cheeks and ears reddened.
“Don't make fun of me...” he mumbled, embarrassed, gulping down his cumulating saliva when your fingers pinched his bud harshly, forcing himself to not buck his hips upwards.
“Oh, I'm not. On the contrary...” you licked your lips, locking them with his pink ones when more moans spilled out of them one after the other as soon as you started giving attention to his other bud. A smirk curled on your lips when his hand slipped down to grasp one of your asscheeks, kneading it just as your tongue circled his nipple.
“Fuck...” he threw his head back, his long hair dancing with the wind and his buds becoming harder, just like his already leaking length under his pants, by the second—and your own moans and hums as you eagerly sucked on his nipples reverberating in his body only highened his pleasure.
With teary eyes, he forced himself to look down at you and tell you to stop (as much as he actually didn't want to), that someone may see what the both of you were doing pretty much in public and call the cops—but the thought of getting caught by someone on the brink of cumming in his pants and your intense pupils staring at him through your long lashes with your tongue slowly swiping over his erect bud was exactly what'd set him off, the push he needed to finally release all that pent up tension in his twitching cock.
And as his white pants became sheer on the crotch from all the cum staining it, as his forehead fell on your shoulder in embarrassment and shame and the phrase “fuck, I'm so so sorry... so embarrassing...” spilled over and over again out of his lips—your fingers toyed and tugged at his nipples relentlessly, rapidly building up another high in Hyunjin, which made him desperately try to stop you.
“Shit—that's not true, love. That was so fucking hot, you came so much.” you stopped your moving fingers, using them to gently lift his face up from your shoulder so you could look him in the eyes—just to see his flushed face and blown out pupils staring back at you with an obvious tint of shame. You gave him a reassuring smile, capturing his lips with your own in a slow kiss, your thumb leasurely caressing his sensitive spot on the neck. “Give me one more like that... please, Hyune?”
And soon, he turned once again into a whimpering mess under your touch.
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℗ me and my husband
atsumu x fem!reader (poker face ending)
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wc. 3.2k (holy shit)
warnings. NOT PROOFREAD, v v soft domestic, marriage :00, smut!! (is marked off!!), soft dom!tsumu, hair pulling (giving), unprotected sex, slight praise kink, pretty vanilla ngl
an. can be read as a one shot but u might be confused lmfao also this took SO LONG OMFG also also heavily unedited, take things w a grain of salt lmfao anyways don’t forget to feed me ahaha m rlly proud of this so i hope y’all like it <33
it was moving day and atsumu was about to lose his mind.
today was the official day of the hyper house disbandment and while most of the members were still figuring out new living arrangements and thus remaining past the deadline, you were one of the few trying to get out as soon as possible.
makki and mattsun were so excited to have you move in, they showed up early that morning to help you pack. now, it was around 1p and it was almost time for you to go. you still had a few more boxes to go but things were speeding right along.
normally, atsumu would be right by your best friends helping you out but he was currently in the middle of a breakdown.
you were leaving. leaving. he had no idea when he’d see you again (even though you promised to meet up weekly to catch up), if he would ever see you again. for all he knew, makki and mattsun would just hide you away forever, never to be seen again.
okay, so he was panicking.
it was just... atsumu was in love with you. he’d known for a while (way longer than he’d like to admit) and he selfishly thought he’d have more time with you so that he could work up the courage to confess. but now? you were like three boxes away from a distance that he didn’t know if he or your relationship could recover from.
it wasn’t that he was bad at long distance but the tragic events that the house brought, brought the two of you closer together and he didn’t want to lose that.
atsumu let out a groan and dropped his head against the wall, his mind running with scenario after scenario, all ending in failure and utter embarrassment.
“hey, you okay?” you called out, a large box cradled delicately in your arms. as atsumu turned from the plaster in front of him, he allowed himself a moment to take you in.
you were wearing short athletic shorts, worn converses, and his t shirt. a thin sheen of sweat covered your skin, the lights above reflecting off of it, giving you a warm glow.
of course you looked hot moving boxes.
you called his name again in concern and he immediately felt his heart clench in guilt. you’d already been through so so much and here he was fantasizing about you instead of being there for you like a good friend would.
atsumu let out a sigh and shot you a wide, albeit empty, smile before walking over to you and taking the box out of your hands. the furrow in your brows told him you saw through his expression but he ignored it and made a show of lifting your box above his head and carrying it to mattsun’s car.
“see, what would ya do without these guns angel?” he joked, placing the cardboard into the trunk. you rolled your eyes and poked him in the side playfully. “die, probably.”
the butterflies in his stomach kicked up at the underlying sincerity in your voice but he tried his best to overlook it. it was much harder than it seemed, especially when you looked at him with such fondness in your gaze that made him want to kiss you senseless.
gulping hard, he quickly turned away from you, busying himself with fitting your things in the truck like a game of tetris.
“atsumu.” your voice was firm but pleading and he didn’t dare look at you for fear of spilling everything right then and there. “wow, ya sure got a lot of stuff, huh? wonder how much of this was bought with ushijima’s money,” he started to ramble but thankfully he was interrupted by makki whooping as he walked out of the house.
“last box bitches!” you shot atsumu one final worried look before running over to makki and mattsun, yelling the whole way there.
atsumu was grateful your back was to him because he couldn’t hide the affectionate look that overtook his face, a soft smile spreading across his lips as he watched you hip bump your friends while cackling wildly.
god, he was so in love with you.
what was he going to do when you moved out and away? what if you found someone, someone how loved you as much as he did (not possible)? he would wish for your happiness even at the expense of his own but... what if you both could be happy?
caught up in his thoughts, atsumu didn’t register you saying your goodbyes to the remaining members until you were finally in front of him.
“i’m gonna miss living with you tsum.” you unceremoniously launched yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his waist and burying your face in his chest. his heart leapt violently at the contact and he prayed to every deity above that you didn’t hear it underneath your head.
he barely managed to hug you back before you pulled away, your eyes slightly teary and red. “um, well, makki and mattsun are waiting for me so uh,” you trailed off looking back at the van and your friends who were so (im)patiently waiting for you to join them.
atsumu’s breath quickened as you scooted a bit away from him, truly getting ready to leave. no, no, it couldn’t end like this, awkward and distant. no, he wasn’t going to let it.
“atsumu?” you asked worriedly, reaching out a hand to touch him when he didn’t respond but he couldn’t hear you. he felt hot all over, like he was going to explode or magically combust if he didn’t get the words out into the air.
“tsum, are you oka-“ “i’m in love with ya.”
you paused, shock written clearly all over your face. the fear of rejection slammed into atsumu like a brick, the feeling settling in the pit of his stomach like a rock but he still didn’t stop.
“i’m in love with ya and i have been for forever. yn, yer beautiful but yer face and body aren’t even the best part of ya, even though they’re pretty damn great. yer just-“
“tsum-“
“-yer so kind, especially when ya don’t need ta be. yer badass but ya care fer others so deeply and ya make me wanna be a better person. ya make me a better person. i know ya-“
“tsumu please-“
“-ya probably don’t feel the same and that’s alright but i needed ta tell ya, before ya leave and fall in love with some other scrub, just in case we can be happy together and-“
all of a sudden, your hands were buried in his shirt and you were pulling him close to meet your lips with his, your mouths meshing together in a soft and passionate kiss.
bliss. atsumu was in sheer bliss. your lips were as soft as he thought they would be as they moved with his, his hands coming up to grip your waist and pull you even closer to him.
sooner than he would have liked, his lungs started burning for air so he pulled back but not very far, instead resting his forehead against yours.
“i was trying to tell you i liked you too, idiot,” you muttered, your eyes still closed as you spoke. he chuckled, a wide grin overtaking his entire face as he really took in what you were saying.
you liked him back. you liked him. holy shit.
but instead of saying any of that, he decided to tease you a bit. “just like? if i recall, i just confessed my undying love for ya.”
you pulled back with a faux scoff, hitting him in the arm with a huff. “shut up you ass. of course i love you too.” you couldn’t keep your real smile off your cheeks while you confessed, your soft expression bringing another wave of desire over atsumu’s body.
“can, can i take ya inside angel?” he allowed his true intentions to be heard in his words, your eyes widening when you figured out what he meant. you nodded vigorously before shooting a look to makki and mattsun. mattsun just waved you off and got into his truck while makki yelled, “get that dick!”
you heated up horribly, grabbing atsumu’s hand and pulling him towards the house and to his room. he allowed himself to be dragged along, sending winks to the other boys as he went until the two of you were standing right in front of his door.
“i love ya,” he whispered, lifting your hand to his lips to place a gentle kiss there. you grinned. “love you too tsum.”
that must have been the final straw because the minute the words left your mouth, he was on you.
••• smut begin•••
pressing you up against the door, atsumu ravaged your mouth, his tongue tangling with yours as he walked you backwards into his room, laying you down on the bed so that he was hovering over you, his hips pressing hard against yours.
instinctively, you ground up into him, rewarding you with a loud groan and a gasp of your name. “fuck angel, yer killing me here,” he laughed breathlessly, rolling his hardness against your thigh. you let out a breathy moan and tangled your hands in his hair to bring him back down to your lips.
as you continued to kiss him, his hands scrambled at your waist, pushing his hands under it to grope at your chest. you giggled at the cold of his fingers but he didn’t pay it any mind, moving down from your mouth to your neck, sucking dark marks into the sensitive skin there.
“ah, shit tsumu,” you tilted your head to the side to give him more access, just as he reached under your bra to tease your nipples. a startled gasp left you, your back arching into his careful touch. “that feel good angel?” atsumu asked, voice low and gravelly as he pinched the delicate bud, drawing another noise from your throat.
you nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. you bit your bottom lip while he pulled your shirt and bra off, tossing them somewhere in the room. as he scanned your half naked body, he noticed you quieting yourself and he lightly shook his head. his thumb found its way to your lip, carefully pulling it from between your teeth.
“wanna hear ya angel, let me hear yer pretty noises, yeah?” without letting you respond, atsumu dove back into your chest, suckling one of your nipples into his mouth while toying with the other, a sigh of his name sending a bolt of arousal straight to his loins.
he grinded against you absentmindedly, losing himself in you, eventually switching sides to give the same treatment to your neglected bud.
while atsumu seemed to be having the time of his life attached to your tit, you were getting impatient, your arousal completely soaking through your underwear. you needed more.
tangling your fingers in his blond locks, you attempted to tug him away from your chest but his reaction was unlike anything you could’ve expected. “aahh!” he let out a strangled whine, his hips bucking against your side.
“please, tsumu, need more,” you breathed, his needy reaction not lost on you as pulled his hair a bit harder. you were not disappointed as his eyes rolled back and his mouth opened in a silent moan before dropping his head to your shoulder.
“fuck, fuck, okay angel, i got ya, i got ya.” atsumu swiftly disposed of both yours and his bottoms and underwear before lifting your leg and positioning himself at your entrance.
“tell me if i hurt ya, alright? i love ya,” he smiled down on you, your heart swelling two times at his carefulness. “i love you too,” you replied, watching as his pupils grew and a low groan broke free from his chest.
“oh angel, ‘m gonna ruin ya.” that was the last thing he said before he pushed into you, both of you letting out whimpers as he stretched you open, the blunt head of his cock just a few centimeters shy of your cervix.
your back arched in pleasure, both of your hands scrambling until they found purchase on his back, your nails digging in just when he started to thrust shallowly into you.
“f-fuck, how’re ya s-so fuckin’ tight?” atsumu growled through gritted teeth, every word punctuated with a roll of his hips. you couldn’t respond as you were too overwhelmed with pleasure, his cock rubbing against your g-spot with every slow movement.
speaking of slow, he was moving way too leisurely for your tastes. you needed him to move faster and you knew exactly how to do it.
sliding your hand up from his back, you grabbed a good chunk of hair from the back of his head and pulled. his reaction was immediate and oh-so gratifying.
an honest to god whimper poured from his lips and he instantly thrusted all the way into you, his length driving into your g-spot perfectly. you both let out twin moans as he started rocking into consistently, every movement bringing you closer and closer to your peak.
“i love ya, i love ya so fuckin’ much, angel—shit—yer so amazing, i love ya,” atsumu rambled while pounding into you, deep curses and whines of your name interspersed with his declarations of love. if you could speak, you would reciprocate but you were too busy holding on for dear life as he fucked you into oblivion.
desperate for some kind of anchor to reality, you grasped onto his locks again, gripping tightly as drawn-out cries of his name slipped from your open lips. you were close, so close and he knew it too.
“feel ya clenchin’ around me like a good girl, ya gonna cum fer me? gonna cum fer me angel?” atsumu’s hand snaked down between your bodies to rub fast circles on your clit, a shaky sob finding its way out into the open air.
“oh shit, yeah, ‘m g-gonna cum for you tsum, ‘s all for you,” you moaned, clamping down on him sporadically as you started to cum, your vision whiting out and your thighs trembling while you gushed around him.
your mind was floating off when you felt him cum with a shout, his warmth flooding you and spilling out as he collapsed onto your chest.
••• smut over •••
the two of you lied there for a while, attempting to regain your brain and feeling in your legs. you vaguely made note of the wet rag cleaning between your thighs and the following weight falling down beside you but it was only after a few more minutes that you really came back to yourself, rolling over to lay on atsumu’s bare chest.
“holy shit, tsumu,” you said in awe, your boyfriend (!!) laughing at your reaction. “i’m just that good angel, what can i say?”
you groaned and hit him in the chest but you couldn’t keep the smile off your face if you tried. “you are such a menace!”
“only fittin’ that i picked a gremlin ta be with then,” atsumu teased while playing with a piece of your hair. mock offense filled your chest as you sat up, fixing him with your ‘angriest’ glare.
“is that the kind of language you’ll be using in your vows, mister?” you were only joking but when atsumu’s eyes widened and a blush spread across his cheeks, you realized your mistake.
you opened your mouth to apologize or to make some kind of excuse but he beat you to the punch. “ya wanna marry me angel?” he asked, looking so vulnerable with hope shining in his brown irises. you couldn’t bear to lie.
“of course tsum, you’re it for me,” you reached out a hand to caress his cheek and he leaned into it, his own coming up to cup yours and hold it against his face.
“good.” and that was the end of that, that evening’s... extraneous activities having thoroughly tired to the point that you fell completely asleep with your face against one of his pecs.
if you had stayed awake a little longer, you would’ve seen atsumu pull out his phone and start a new note titled, “my angel.”
if i just said i loved you, it would be an understatement. it would be like saying the sun’s surface is just a bit warm or that the arctic is just a little chilly. it would be an injustice to you and to how i truly feel about you. love—
“-is a word that is much too soft and used far too often ta ever describe the fierce, infinite and blazing passion that i have in my heart for ya angel. ya acknowledge my strengths and ya accept my faults. ya make me wanna be a better person every day. so, today i vow ta laugh with ya and comfort ya during times of joy and times of sorrow. i promise ta always pursue ya, ta fight for ya, and love ya unconditionally and wholeheartedly for the rest of my life. ya are my best friend and i’m the luckiest person on earth ta call ya mine- wait are ya crying?"
the audience burst into laughter as you frantically tried to wipe away your tears, punching atsumu softly on the arm. “of course i am, you ass.”
the officiant cleared his throat, grabbing both of your attentions. “it is the bride’s turn to give her vows. if you may?”
you nodded and atsumu already felt like crying. again. he’d cried that morning while getting dressed and then again when you walked down the aisle in the most beautiful dress he had ever seen. now, as he watched you pull a folded piece of paper out of your bra, he knew he’d made the right decision in confessing to you, all those years ago.
he also knew he was definitely going to cry again.
“atsumu, falling for you wasn’t falling at all—it was walking into a house and knowing that you’re home. today, i want to make you promises that i will always keep. i promise to never stop holding your hand or accepting your kisses. i promise to not hit you too hard when you insult me or call me a gremlin. i promise to share my food with you, to never go to bed angry, and to try and understand your obsession with professional men’s volleyball. i promise to love, respect, protect and trust you, and give you the best of myself, for i know that together we will build a life far better than either of us could imagine alone. i choose you. i’ll choose you over and over and over, without pause, without doubt, i’ll keep choosing you.
i used to never truly enjoy moments because i was always waiting for what's next. the next thing horrible thing to happen. now that i have you, i enjoy the moment. every moment.
today seems like it's the start of a new journey, but i already belong to you. falling for you wasn't falling at all—it was walking into a house and knowing you're home. i love you.”
and at least in this lifetime
we’re sticking together
me and my husband
we’re sticking together
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