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chryzure-archive · 2 years

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i know i’ve said this before, but i’ll say it again: for as much as the vampire!jacks scene was fun and funny, it makes no fucking sense in the entire world that it’s set in. nor do the dragons, or whatever other creatures we add to it, nor prophecies, which apparently exist in this world now. it was a more grounded sense of fantasy in the original trilogy, which made everything feel easier to connect to. it made the vibe stronger—which was stephanie’s strong point when it came to writing. but with this new series, instead of expanding on her strong vibes (and possibly clearing up/strengthening her world-building), she just scatter-shot a ton of random, unrelated Things She Likes and strung them together in a patchwork that doesn’t work at all. patchwork world-building can work, but you really have to put thought into it and have an underlying thread that ties it back together—and she did not do that. this new series seems to take place in a different world entirely: new rules, new concepts, even (honestly) a completely new jacks (i agree with everyone saying that it’s like a fanfic version of jacks). this feels like it would’ve been better as a completely different book with different characters—but she couldn’t let go of jacks to do so. add to all that the fact that evangeline is honestly just a boring character who never takes initiative, and i’m just… highly disappointed. i remember finding out that it was going to be a book about jacks and being excited by what would happen, and then reading it and going “… so what was that?” i don’t understand what happened, nor why jacks is a completely different person (a lot more somber—at times, i’d compared him to azure, which… *shivers* it’s bad that i could do that.), nor why the world felt so disconnected. the biggest red flag, truthfully, was discovering that vampires existed in this universe literally ten pages before we see them. not mentioned in the original trilogy (which makes sense, since she revealed that she never planned the series all the way through—it works for a game-like atmosphere, where not everything needs to tie together), but also not hinted at in the same book where it was apparently close to the climax. you need to build that up more, esp since all we really got was a vampire lore dump right before jacks got turned into one.

it could’ve been good if she’d worked on it for longer. it could’ve been better if she’d been able to let jacks go and worked on another project. revisiting the caraval universe would’ve been better after she’d given herself more time away from it. but instead, we got a weak book that doesn’t even have Fun Vibes to make it easy to read.

#i know you guys know my opinion on the book but i just can’t explain how deeply disappointed i was #yes i’m getting the next book but the fact that this new series feels like a new universe jacks was smushed into #makes it VERY easy to act like it’s not canon. which i’m doing. i just want to know more abt jacks backstory. that is all.#and i could go ON about evangeline being a very weak character in personality and charm and even initiative #she doesn’t DO anything. she doesn’t. she’s the stand-in for the reader so they can imagine being with jacks #god. i’m just sad about what it COULDVE been #with better characters and more time to plan it out #don’t get me started on the retconning #memorie.txt #i also think her writing got weaker in this new series. it does NOT flow as well as it used to #like when i was reading it—i was BORED #and she put lots of stuff in it. to make it fast-paced? i guess?? but instead it was just evangeline being dragged around #but it’s bad that there’s Lots Of Stuff Happening and all i could think of was reading a different book

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sanchoyo · 1 year

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while I’m hyperfixating on my own ocs I was hoping I’d have the mental energy to do 2 more mini comics like the one I posted the other day but 1. Abt the girls costumes 2. How chimera anima work in the tm2 lore (which might contradict canon, oops?? Can totally write it off as queen doing experiments on them so they work differently now I guess…) but my three week long hyper mood has exploded and fizzled out bc I woke up sick :( and now I have no energy and I’m mad abt it bc I have literally 4 wips aside from the concept of those comics which I haven’t even sketched yet and I barely have energy to do things I need to do, let alone draw ☹️

#so cool so glad I wasted all the money on tests when literally the diet thing the dr told me to do ISNT working!!!! love this #love waking up like oops I frew up and am so dizzy I can’t stand up 😭👍 thanks!!!!#sry I’m just actually mad over this bc they are fun concepts in my brain and they are TRAPPED #I wanted to add more sections to my webbedsite abt my ocs too aaaaaaaugh #I just kinda wanna ramble abt them in general #my poor insta meowmeows are missing so much lore bc insta isn’t good for rambling which is why I’d rather make them mini comics #rather than just long text posts here ….u know?#I wish all my buds from there had tumblrs :<#anyway . I might nap but I’m kinda scared I’ll further fuck my schedule up by doing that but I literally cannot get up rn #so it’s either nap or maybe read smth I think bc my body is too shaky and dizzy and weak to draw….I literally feel like a sad little #Victorian boy with an oversized lollipop on my deathbed……woe is me etc etc #(I’ll be fine I am just dramatic I have a Gatorade and took meds :p)#it’s just really frustrating that this will probably be forever and get worse and I still don’t know why ☹️ and may is coming too fast #and I am Scared all the Time #anyway! I love my ocs #sanchoyorambles #medical talk

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bakubunny · 3 months

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currently thinking abt satoru who’s into size humiliation and needs to be bound and cucked once in a while. it doesn’t matter if he’s small, average, or simply big but smaller than the other guy in the room. your boyfriend throbs when you tell him he can’t satisfy you, can’t fuck you as good as other men can because of his dick. he cries the prettiest tears when you make him rut into a pillow while you use a toy on yourself because he’s not big enough to fuck you. and he looks adorable when he watches you get fucked so hard and good you’re drooling, his dick drooling pre onto his stomach as much as you’re making a puddle in the sheets.

“suguru, fuck - ahh! so b-big, y’so fuckin’ big, holy shit, please don’t stop,” you moan.

your babbling has satoru whining and bucking his hips next to you, pulling on the restraints of his wrists above his head. “please, can i try? need you so bad, baby, pleeasee.”

suguru grips you by the hair and pulls up your fucked out face for satoru to see. “you really think you can give her what she needs, satoru? think that pathetic dick of yours is good enough for a pussy like this?”

satoru’s cerulean eyes turn glossy, cheeks red. “yes, been so so good, please, i-”

“shut the fuck up,” suguru says. he leans down into your ear, his pace hardly faltering. “tell him what you said earlier, princess.”

“p-pussy is for big boyyyss,” you slur, all the taunt in your words gone under the weight of suguru’s long, fat cock.

“that’s right. pussy is for big boys, not whiny brats with baby dicks,” he replies.

suguru lets your head fall back into the sheets. he grips your hip tighter and somehow plunges into your sopping cunt harder from behind, skin clapping so loud and fast it’s ringing in your ears. you cry out his name and your eyes roll.

“give satoru your hand, angel,” suguru says.

you whine, bones like jelly underneath him.

he grins. “i know, s’hard to move when i fuck you like this, huh? c’mon, you can do it.”

with the strength you have left, you reach your hand over and wrap it around satoru’s aching, leaky cock. you give a few weak strokes.

“thank you, fuck, thank you.”

“that’s a good girl…. just relax, okay? satoru knows what to do,” suguru coos.

satoru’s hips push into your hand as he whines. he sets a sloppy pace, trying so hard to fuck your hand in time with suguru’s punishing thrust into your cunt.

“yeah, that’s it. try to fuck her hand half as good as i’m fucking your girl. maybe you can fuck her pussy next if you don’t cum all over yourself.”

that, unfortunately for satoru, was all it took for him to spill ropes of white, hot seed over your fingers and up his torso with a groan.

suguru huffed a small laugh. “fucking pathetic.”

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lewisvinga · 4 months

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mystery girl | charles leclerc x fem! reader

summary; after meeting the friend of an influencer, charles becomes infatuated. unfortunately, she isn’t like her friend and doesn’t have any social media accounts until her friend finally convinced her.

fc; various girls on pinterest

warnings; ?

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs

note; requested ! i was a bit confused so i hope this is as close to your request bc i had to switch some things up bc i was confused 😥😥😥

masterlist !

liked by yourbestfriend, pierregasly, and others!

francisca.cgomes: 🤍

tagged; yourbestfriend

yourbestfriend: we’re gonna need to go on another girls trip asap😣

francisca.cgomes: oh i agree 100%

yourbestfriend: luv u ( from me and y/n )🫶

francisca.cgomes: luv uuuu

pierregasly: ❤️

username: Y/B/F AND KIKAAAA

username: omg who is the girl in the middle? she’s gorgeous!!!

francisca.cgomes: y/n:), she’s a good friend of mine but she doesn’t have social media!

username: omg the girl in the black skirt is so pretty

username: y/n needs to open up an instagram account she’s gorgeous 😍😍

yourbestfriend: think we need to convince y/n to open up an instagram account ?🤔🤔

francisca.cgomes: oh yes.

liked by yourusername, lilymhe, and others !

yourbestfriend: mini brasil photo dump 🫶

tagged; yourusername, francisca.cgomes

yourusername: this is scary

yourbestfriend: no it is not u gorgeous drama queen

francisca.cgomes: her official insta debut 🥹

yourbestfriend: we need ******* to slide in her dms right NOW.

francisca.cgomes: pierregasly help us

pierregasly: who what

username: omg she made an instagram??

username: wonder who y/b/f is talking abt😭

username: my bet is on charles bc kika tagged pierre

username: my fave influencer 😍

username: awh her account is private :/

liked by yourbestfriend, charles_leclerc, and others

yourusername: hi instagram

yourbestfriend: and charles

yourusername: y/b/f.

yourbestfriend: her first insta post and i’m in it 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

yourusername: maybe ur the drama queen

francisca.cgomes: not the picture of u studying #studiousqueen

yourusername: trynna get my masters fr

pierregasly: charles_leclerc

yourusername: pierre jean-jacques gasly…

charles_leclerc:how about i take you on a coffee date 😁 no studying !

yourusername: hmm, i’d like that a lot😊

liked by charles_leclerc, yourbestfriend, and others

yourusername: out w cha 🌷

tagged; charles_leclerc

charles_leclerc: trés belle [very pretty]

yourusername: thank u , cha 😁🫶🫶

charles_leclerc: making very important calls right there

yourusername: i love my new bookshelf thank u sm cha 😣😣

yourbestfriend: YOU GOT HER A BOOKSHELF?? she’s never leaving her home i fear

charles_leclerc: i couldn’t resist 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️ besides, i don’t mind staying inside w her😁

alex_albon: charles mystery girl wow did he panic in front of you

lilymhe: ignore him, you’re doing amazing sweetie !🫶🫶🫶

yourusername: mystery girl?? ö

georgerussell63: ask ur bf to show u the messages of him panicking and asking about u

carmenmmundt: leave the poor couple alone 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

charles_leclerc:ignore them, chérie pls😔

yourusername: …… ok as long as u get me another book😁

yourbestfriend: NO.

francisca.cgomes: she has too many books charles don’t give in.

charles_leclerc: i am a weak man, i can’t help it

#formula one x reader #f1 x reader #f1 smau #f1 scenario #formula one scenarios #f1 imagine #formula one imagines #formula one imagine #f1 scenarios #formula one social media au #charles leclerc smau #charles leclerc scenarios #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine

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laiiaaa · 9 months

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thinking abt what Carmen would do if his gf’s feeling insecure…i’m so sappy rn this was rly self-indulgent :(

You walk into the bathroom while Carmen’s brushing his teeth, sweatpants hanging low on his hips and triceps flexing as he leans into the counter. You take gentle hold of his arm and press a kiss to his shoulder.

With the toothbrush still in his mouth, he mumbles, “Hey, baby,” before leaning over and spitting into the sink. He turns on the faucet, bends over to rinse his mouth, and relishes in the feeling of your hand rubbing up his back. “You want anything special for dinner tonight?” He makes eye contact with you through the reflection in the mirror. “I’m stoppin’ by for groceries later, I’ll pick up the ingredients for whatever ya want.”

You hum. “No, it’s okay…”

“O-Okay.” His brows furrow for a moment but he moves on, splashing his face and going about his routine.

“Do you know how much longer you’ll be?”

“Uhhhm…” He laughs into his hands and dries his face before turning to look at you face to face. “Like, five minutes? Why?”

“It’s nothing, I just wanna take a shower, ‘s all.” You’re still holding onto him, but your eyes dart away when you speak to him.

“Oh.” He pauses. “Am I in your way?”

You shake your head and smile. “No, why?”

“It’s just—you can get in the shower now, if you want. If you’re in a rush.”

“I’m not.”

“Then why d’you want me outta here?”

“Carm,” you start, a hushed voice, “I have to take my clothes off…”

He pauses again, looks you in the eye with a confused expression, stopping what he’s doing to face you with his whole body, his hands resting on the backs of your arms. “Is somethin’ wrong? Did I do somethin’?”

“No.” Your tone is light enough to keep him confused.

“You jus’ want me to head out for a few?”

You nod slowly. “I just…want some privacy.”

“Oh.” He pouts. “Okay.” His thumbs brush tenderly along your skin, and he presses a kiss to your forehead. “You feelin’ okay, baby?” He’s using that tone—the one that’s sickly sweet and doting, the one that has your knees weak and brain turning to mush. “You don’t want me t’see you?”

“Not right now, ‘m sorry—”

“Hey, it’s—it’s okay.” Another gentle kiss against your forehead. “Do you—is there…” He struggles for the right question. “Could you tell me why, at least?”

You try to push away from his hold. “It’s embarrassing, Carm—”

“Uh-uh—” He shakes his head and pulls your right back. “No it’s not, baby, you can tell me.”

“Just forget about it, it’s stupid—”

He brings a hand to your jaw and holds it firm so you can’t turn away. “Hey.”

Tears start pooling in your eyes, and you keep your gaze away from his as your lip quivers.

“C’mon, talk to me, baby.” His free hand smooths over your hair, brushing it away from your forehead. “What’s got you all worked up, hm?”

“I just…” Your throat becomes sore, and a few stray tears spill from the corners of your eyes, quickly brushed away by Carmen’s callused fingertips. “I just don’t look good right now…”

“What’s that? You don’t look good?” His eyes dart from your bleary eyes to your streams of tears to your shaky lips, and his heart shatters. “Baby—”

“I told you it was stupid—” Your voice cracks when you say it.

“Oh, c’mere…” Carmen pulls you into his chest, offering a lighthearted scoff as he takes in your words. His arms wrap snug around you, one hand smoothing up and down your back while the other stays at the back of your neck, the fingers scratching your scalp gently as he holds you close. “You’re so beautiful, baby, don’t say stuff like that…”

“I just feel gross, Carmen, ‘m sorry…”

He squeezes you a little tighter, takes a deep breath to keep himself from shedding any tears of his own. “Shhh, don’t apologize, you’re okay…you’re okay…” Pressing kisses into the crook of your neck, he repeats those words as his mantra: You’re so beautiful, you’re okay, you’re so perfect, baby, it’s okay…

In his arms like this, it doesn’t take long to calm down again; his hands and arms soothe you, and what’s more is the fact that Carmen of all people—as stubborn as he is about verbalizing everything—keeps his voice a soft coo as he pulls you back out of your worries. When he feels your breathing slow and your chest have a steady rise and fall, he loosens his grip to see your face.

You pout up at him still.

“Baby…” He kisses you anyway. “You’re so beautiful, c’mon.” His hands come to hold your face tenderly, thumbs brushing along your cheekbones to rid them of those damned tears.

“You’re just saying that because you have to.”

He laughs at that, a smile blossoms on his face to show dimples as his head reads back. “ ‘Cause I have to? You’re goin’ crazy, y’know that, right?”

“Stop it.” You try to pout, and your mind still aches with insecurity, but your cheeks still begin to flex with a bit of a sappy grin.

“Uh-uh, you’re so fuckin’ gorgeous, baby.” He peppers kisses all over your face, gentle and slow and delicate the way he always takes care of you. “ ‘N you’re all mine…so, so pretty, I’m so lucky to be with you…”

“Stop it, Carmy,” you whine, giggling against his lips all the same when he takes yours in a kiss. “Okay, I get it, I get it.”

One more kiss for the hell of it, one that has you pulling him a little closer as your knees turn wobbly, one that has him smiling into your mouth and wondering how he ended up with you, ending with his forehead resting against yours.

“I love you, okay?” he whispers, and even though it’s not typical of him to say it first, in his chest he knows he should.

You nod, and all his praise makes your head swim. “I know. I love you.”

“And, uh, I can—” he clears his throat— “I can still get outta here if you want me to—? Make you breakfast while you shower, yeah?" A hand runs down to your waist. "I want you to be comfortable.”

“Actually—” you loop your arms around his neck— “I was thinking…you could keep me company?”

You don’t think you’ve ever seen him smile so wide, jaw slack and brows raised. “Yeah?”

“Mhmmm…it’ll make me comfortable…”

And he does exactly that: keeps you comfortable and in the moment, undresses you slowly, worships every part of you with kisses and with high praise. He handles you gently and with so much adoration running through his veins that by the time he’s done with you, dressing you and serving you your breakfast with a peck to your cheek, you don’t have to think twice about how much he loves you.

#carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #jeremy allen white #carmen berzatto fluff #carmen berzatto fic #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto fluff #carmen berzatto x you #carmy x reader #the bear #the bear fx #the bear hulu #the bear x reader #the bear season 2

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satoruwiki · 4 months

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Naoya nsfw and sfw relationship headcanons pleeeaasse . He's a terribly guilty pleasure and not many people write him (probably because he's a toxic sh*t)

omg anon you’re so right bc who would want an absolute toxic misogynistic fuck of a man (me, i do/j) i was supposed to post this yesterday but i forgor, sorry! btw i may or may not be working a second version of the atrocious fic i did a few days ago abt him… if its of anybody’s interest…

͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ♡₊˚ Naoya is the type of man to…𓈒 ˚ ⟡

content: jjk headcanons; half sfw/half nsfw; afab!reader; glimpse of the horrors you’d be going through as his partner lol

n/a: i’m making more content for naoya than my glorious blue eyed king lmao ;-;

these are my hcs! feel free to agree or disagree :b any request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated <3

sfw ver! ୨ৎ

Naoya is the type of man to… spoil you rotten. Not because you deserve it—maybe you do—but because one of Naoya’s biggest weaknesses is his pride and reputation, and yours affects his. He can’t have his gf/fiancée/wife wearing low-quality or average clothing, you have to look worthy of him (at least on the outside). So he will gift you kimonos made with the finest fabric and the finest accessories to pair with. If you’re smart enough, you might be able to take advantage of that and manipulate him to buy you whatever you want, but you better be kissing the soil he walks on afterwards.

Naoya is the type of man to… be overprotective and ridiculously jealous. You won’t be able to go out by yourself. Not without him being there or at least one of his servants, what if another man tries to have a conversation with you? What if you flirt back? He doesn’t trust you or anyone but himself. He has to make sure you aren’t fooling around. Besides, you’re so weak—or at least that’s what he thinks—you need someone to protect you. What if someone disrespects you? He can’t let that slide, the only one allowed to treat you poorly is him.

Naoya is the type of man to… secretly like your praises. He won’t tell you, of course, but he does like having someone recognizing his strength—the main reason he’s so protective of you, trying to look like a knight in shining armour—and how great he is on his day-to-day basis. He will be pissed whenever you get mad at him and don’t praise him. He won’t say it directly nor apologize for whatever he did, but you might find an ‘apology’ gift on your side of the bed. If it’s a mistake you did—which to him is always going to be your fault—an easy way to get him to be in a better mood is stroking his ego with lots of praise.

Naoya is the type of man to… expect you to be the perfect wife. Naoya is a very demanding man, he expects nothing but perfection. He expects you to always look pretty, cook, and clean, like your typical traditional wife. Being a conservative man, he will expect you to not speak when gathering with the other clansmen—or outside in general—unless you’re allowed to. It’s for your good, he’d hate for you to embarrass yourself.

Naoya is the type of man to… only marry you for benefits. In matters of love, he is quite unfeeling, however, to maintain his position as the head of the Hei, he must get married and have offspring. This burden, as he would call it, is likely to be done through an arranged marriage. Just because you were chosen over the other bachelorettes doesn't necessarily mean you're at the same level as him—you will always be below him, and perhaps unworthy of him to his eyes—but you're definitely better than the rest, or at least you were the prettiest one. You might be of use to him.

nsfw ver! ୨ৎ

Naoya is the type of man to… degrade the hell out of you. Naoya’s degradation IS NOT for the weak. If he already treats you relatively poorly daily, it gets worse when he fucks you. He’s also going to fuck you rough, so don’t even try to ask him to go slower, he won’t comply. Don’t worry though, he might make sure that you cum (even to the point of overstimulating you) as it boosts up his ego, it makes him think he’s so good he can have his partner squirting for him and begging for more—this is only when he's in a good mood though, otherwise, he couldn't care less if you cum or not.

Naoya is the type of man to… head push you on purpose for you to gag on his dick. He likes the messy and filthy look on your tear streaked face and drool running down your chin, it makes him want to shoot his load on you (which he will).

Naoya is the type of man to… slap you, during or outside sex. Naoya is very ill-tempered, he’s prone to get physical and slap you (just look at how he used to bully maki and mai) or have angry sex with you. Whether it was your fault or someone else’s, he’ll blow off some steam fucking you stupid, and expect you to have bruises frequently.

Naoya is the type of man to… punish you while fucking. Like I said before, Naoya is very prone to angry sex and will punish you as he fucks you. Expect lots of choking, spitting, clit and face slapping and probably your ass bruised as well as your scalp, he wont take in consideration of his strength and yank it hard.

Naoya is the type of man to… use you as his cum dumpster. He doesn’t care if you’re in the mood or not, that’s what you’re there for, basically. He just got back from a meeting with the clansmen and he’s stressed? Get on your knees and suck him off. He's mad? Bend over or spread your legs. You better not object or make any sort of complaint, just take it like a good girl. Chances are that you end up pregnant (because he’s the type to forbid you from using birth control), he hopes it's a boy or he’s gonna blame it on you. (even if he’s the one responsible for the baby’s gender but ok)

Naoya is the type of man to… have a feet kink. I literally have no explanation for this one, just look at his face and tell me he does not have a thing for feet 😭

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suguruplsr · 6 months

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it takes two! wait— or is it three?

✰ they’re such big meanies! at least they were only teasing..

satoru x fem! reader x suguru , threesome , dirty talk , use of pet names , fingering + mentions of squirting + sucking fingers , they’re kinda mean , satosugu implications , light masturbation , they talk abt how they’re gonna fuck u , teasing/edging , clit + nipple + cum play , you pass out in the end

Divider @/chachachannah

your best friends had you crying all night, fucking you all rough and mean with their cocks fighting to get inside your warm cunny. but dumping their fat loads inside you wasn’t enough, not enough for men like satoru and suguru at least.

“fuck. it’s practically squirtin’ out of her.” satoru moans, he was in front of your puffy cunt, siting on your bed on his knees and watching you squirm in suguru’s hold, who had you sat on his lap. two of his fingers were deep in your pussy, moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and forcing globs of previous cum to come out, dripping onto your bed. “yea? s’messy?” suguru hums, his free hand giving your shaking thigh a small spank as a sign for you to stop moving.

and you whimper in response, feeling embarrassed as satoru’s eyes gleam once suguru pulls his fingers out to spread your folds. “uh huh. can’t believe we got her that full~” he coos, hand flying down to stroke his already leaking cock while suguru kisses your cheek, rubbing your soaked folds. “mm, wanna cum baby? we’ve been neglecting you haven’t we?” suguru murmurs, voice sweet with a slickly undertone that makes your mushy mind swirl. “mhm! wanna cum so bad sugu! please?” you whine, biting your bottom lip and watching satoru intently.

his cock is long, not as much girth as suguru’s but always enough to bump against your cervix every time. and the tip is red, practically aching as little spurts of cum fall out when he strokes it, hand tight around it. your pussy throbs from the sight, mewling when suguru stuffs your cunt in one swift motion. “so shameless, baby. lookin’ at me like you wanna eat me up.” satoru grins, voice breathy and laced with need as he stops before letting the tight feeling in his lower body build.

but you can’t respond because suguru presses right where you need him, applying pressure on your g-spot, making you whimper. “bet she does. and she was complainin’ all about being tired. little liar huh?” suguru tsks as you lean back into his sweaty chest, eyes rolled back and body trembling, trying to stop yourself from thrashing in his hold. “n-no! really am tired!” you cry out. it was true, you swear! if he wasn’t fucking you with his fingers so good, then you could pass out in seconds.

“i don’t think she needs to cum then..” satoru sighs, faux disappointment on his face as he raises your thighs around him, moving closer to your and suguru’s merged bodies, and suguru halts in thought. almost considering his words, and you aren’t having it. “oh? what’s wrong? i’m just sayin’, hun.” you were glaring at satoru through your blurry eyes, a pout gracing your beautiful features, “but i do! please, tell him suguru! i only came once t’night.” you tilt your head up on his shoulder, eyes full of want and hope.

yet, it all comes crashing down once you see that mean and sick smile curl on suguru’s face. “hm? he does have a point.” suguru kisses your forehead, and you thinks he’s the devil the way his fingers turn into thrusting inside your pussy. but he keeps them slower than how you want it, not letting you feel the pleasure you want. “w-what? but i really wanna cum. please?” your voice breaks, eyes watering and you’re just so cute. satoru leans in, kissing the single tear that slips down your cheeks.

“but you just said you want it, not that you need it sweetheart~” satoru sings, pressing a finger on your clit, working together with suguru to tease you. “contradicting yourself hun, s’okay. maybe beg a little more and satoru will say yes. y’know he’s weak.” suguru sighs, putting his chin on top of your head and locking eyes with the other man, who scoffs in disagreement. your mind doesn’t work right with how you’re trapped between them, muscular and large chests around you. and they’re treating you like you don’t know a single thing.

as much as you want to fight back, you can’t help but let your sex-ridden mind fall victim to their mocking, clenching around suguru’s fingers.

“toruu, please? i need ta’ cum so bad! don’t be mean. please?” you interrupt their bickering, a hand reaching out to drag along his chest. the way satoru looks down at you makes you understand why people feel discouraged under his gaze. you try to hold eye contact, but suguru’s thumb rolls over your clit, making your free and immediately grip his large thigh tight. suguru chuckles, “what d’you say, toru? i bet she’s so pretty right now isn’t she?” his darkened eyes looked at satoru expectantly, as if coaxing him in. and satoru huffs, leaning back in and kissing you hungrily.

suguru’s laugh rings through the room as he watches you two fight against each other’s lips, his hands finally going back into curling in your pussy. “yeaaa she is. just wanna make her cry s’more. love it when she gets like this.” satoru’s groan makes you whine, trying to push him away as suguru brings a hand up to your tits. “aw, but you wanted this~ wanna cum right? oh i’ll let you cum alright.” satoru mocks you, a fake look of disappointment crossing his expression as he goes down to suck your nipples.

“y’r bullying me.” you tuck out your bottom lip, brows furrowed as suguru pushes his fingers deeper, his head moving into your shoulder to escape the throw of your head. “oh? pretty baby’s gettin’ all worked up huh?” suguru hums, fingers constantly curling so perfectly into your pussy to abuse that sweet spot of yours. you nod your head quickly as satoru’s tongue rolls over your perked bud, squeezing the flesh with one hand while his other intertwined with suguru’s to mess with your other tit.

“being so dramatic. but can you make her cum sugu~ promise i’ll let you fuck her face out.” satoru grins, eyes flickering up to suguru, who smirks, pairing his thumb and fingers to move in sync, pressing your clit and fucking your pussy relentlessly, thick fingers not giving you a break. “oh! f-fuuuuck, ngh, suguru!” you moans are quick to grace their ears, your body trembling under them as they help you reach your climax.

you’re so beautiful, shaking and crying, sweet sounds escaping those ruined lips of yours as you feel your tummy tighten up. “shit. gonna make a mess f’me? gonna make all that sweet sweet cum spill out. make sure you say thank you too~” satoru teases, a bringing his a hand down to rub your stomach that was full of their seeds. “yea… wanna hear you say, ‘thank you sugu’ in that cute whiny voice of yours.” suguru kisses your chin, licking up some of the tears that slowly slipped down your face. “okay..” you whimper, stammering as satoru helps suguru keep your clit stimulated.

you feel like something’s about to burst within you, senses livid and drawing your mind blank. “thank you sugu!” you cry out, creaming all around his fingers, pussy throbbing and practically crying with you as you experience your high. satoru whistles at the sight of cum sticking to his counterparts fingers, only getting more messier each time suguru pushes them in to collect your sweet goodness. “fuck. is she ruining the blanket? i might have to eat her out first now.” suguru sighs, pulling his fingers out and raising them to satoru, who quickly pulls them into his mouth, humming in satisfaction and agreement.

your eyes flicker, open and close, as you watch satoru suck suguru’s fingers, cum coating his tongue once he starts lolling it around the digits. “so fucking good. f-fuck. i get to have her face first then? i need to cum really bad.” satoru whines, his dick is probably going to explode if he doesn’t get it somewhere in you. suguru chuckles, pulling his hand away and bringing it back to your soaping cunny, dragging two fingers along your folds. “i guess. don’t get too happy toru. you don’t get to cum until i say so.” suguru smiles, cum soaked fingers going to play with satoru’s aching tip.

“suguru.” satoru heaves, muscles visibly contracting as he falls prey to the dark haired males teasing. “wait— i think she passed out.” he quickly points out, giving a sigh of relief once suguru diverts his attention back to your slumped form, “huh, oh well. i guess we can fuck the sleep out of her. or.. continue without her. you really need to cum, right?” suguru’s smug, eyes meeting satoru’s after he lays your sleeping body on the other side of the bed. and satoru almost wishes he didn’t get too caught up in his fun.

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cheolhub · 9 months

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birthday bash ask!!~

let’s eat (🤤)- sarrrr this is dangerous!! i’m going to have to request mr kim mingyu (you know!!) and i’ll let you decide on a prompt(s) to use! (trust you with my all! gimme a dm if u want me to choose hehe)

5:13 p.m. — kim mingyu

prompt. “you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. “

wc. 955

warning. mingyu fucks reader in a dryer (very unrealistic), needy!gyu, baby fever + marriage kink (my fav combo), use of mommy [x1], unprotected sex, creampie, manhandling, SO much dirty talk, pet names [baby, angel] — MINORS DNI 18+

note. thank u for sending in an ask lu,, i’m so sorry if you dont like the piece or the prompt i used !!! i know it’s a lil intense and lacks a lot of detail 😭 i was in the mood to write needy gyu with baby fever without thinking abt logistics so,,, here it is (also im sorry it’s so short </3) [not proofread if u see a typo, i literally didn’t write this]

mingyu is a sucker. you’re not sure there’s a diagnosis for what he has other than a severe case of baby fever. it's not when he sees babies that sets him off, no, it’s you. you doing anything remotely domestic like chores around the house for that matter. when you’re cooking him dinner, loading the dishwasher, dusting and sweeping in your cute little house slippers, and his personal favorite, unloading the dryer.

to put it simply, he just can’t wait to give you a baby so he can come home and spoil his gorgeous little family. the mere mention of even wanting a future with him has him weak in the knees.

it’s why your his shirt is flipped over your ass and your panties are pushed halfway down your legs the second he finds you in the laundry room. “gyu, what the fuck are you– ah!” you cry out feeling his spit-slicked cock slip inside of you. you fall into the pile of warm clothes, the smell of clean linen filling your nose. “baby!”

mingyu groans, cock twitching at the word that’s had his head spinning for weeks, “that’s right, ‘m gonna give you a baby, angel,” he says, hands gripping your hips for dear life, the flesh of your skin nearly interlaced between his fingers.

you moan loudly, but it’s muffled by the wild white sheets in the machine. your skin burns up as if it weren’t already on fire thanks to the fresh heat of the dryer. you knew mingyu was ruthless and needy when it came to getting his dick wet, but never would you have thought you’d be in this position as he pounds into you.

“fuck, i love you so much. love you and this fucking pussy so so much. ‘m gonna fill you up ‘n ‘m gonna marry you,” he mutters, eyes watching the way you swallow his dick whole, disappearing as it goes in and out. “gonna make you a pretty little mommy, make you my fuckin’ wife.”

you’re partially convinced that your boyfriend has gone crazy, but the words head straight to your core, the increase in your arousal solidifying everything mingyu had said.

his breathing becomes labored, soft moans growing louder as they morph into deep groans. your ears pick all of it up even with the walls of the dryer attempting to drown him out. “tell me you wan’ it, angel, t-tell me you wan’na baby, a pretty ring… tell me you want me forever.”

you just can’t say no, the offer is too good. you want everything and more with this man, so you tell him exactly what he wants to hear. “i do, i wan’ it, gyu, w-wanna make you a d-dad! w-wanna marry you!”

a guttural groan erupts in his chest and his thrusts pick up, the tip of his cock ramming into your cervix eliciting a loud, muffled cry as you scream into the cloth. “baby, you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me.” he babbles, overstimulated tears pricking at his eyes. “i’m so close, angel. gonna fill this cunt with all my cum ‘n get you pregnant. it’s gonna take. s-swear to fucking god, it’s gonna take.”

your hands mercilessly fist at the cotton, wrinkling it in your tight grasp. you think the heat from the freshly dried sheets melts your brain because now you’re sobbing, incoherently babbling out pleas, but the only thing that can be heard in the mess of your words is the chant of his nickname, “gyu, gyu, gyu!” you clench tightly around his cock, gummy walls molding to the shape of him as they’re made to.

and, fuck, mingyu’s abdomen tightens at the euphoric feeling. his balls draw up, thrusts turning sloppy and inconsistent as he fucks into you. “shit, baby,” he mewls, his grip on your hips near bruising. “i’m gonna cum.”

all it takes is another tight hug from your cunt and he’s a mess. his cock throbs inside the heat of your stretched cunt before he slams into you and stills, his tip pressed right against your cervix as he empties his load.

it’s the ripple effect that triggers your own orgasm. you moan and whine as you feel his heavy seed filling you to the brim and painting your used walls white. all the while, the knot that’s been steadily forming in the pit of your tummy completely unravels and you’re left a shaking, crying mess inside a dryer full of wrinkled, tear soaked cotton.

it takes him longer than usual to come down from his orgasm, but he eventually eases his grip on your waist as he finds his mind again. he pulls your near-limp body out of the dryer and you let out a broken whine as you feel his cock slip out, creating a mess of cum on the ground. he doesn’t really mind seeing his load go to waste knowing he’ll pump you full the second you’ve recovered.

you slump in his arms while he wordlessly presses kisses into your hair. when you whine again, he murmurs apologetically. “sorry i was so rough, are you okay?”

you nod, still trying to catch your breath and regain stability. “it’s okay. i’m okay. just need a sec,”

he doesn’t say anything for a minute or so, holding you in his arms till you’re able to stand on your own but then he whispers. “can we go again? are you up for it?”

you laugh softly at his need. “we can, but can we try the bed this time? do you think you’ll make it to our room without fucking me against one of the walls?”

he shrugs, grinning to himself. “we’ll see.”

#[ birthday bash ! ]#[ ⭐️: mutuals ! ]#[ 👢: lucy ! ]#mingyu smut #svt smut #seventeen smut

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strgrlxox · 1 year

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ꗃ thinking abt ellie williams, and how dating her would be. ¸ ❞

she’d never admit to it . . . but she is clingy as fuck!! the only way i can rly describe it is tactile . . . kisses you all the time (holds your face tenderly afterwards, rubbing circles on your cheeks while she smiles at you), her head lives in the crook of your neck istg, kisses your tears away, her hands are forever interlocked with yours, will stand behind you and rest her chin on your shoulder, uses you as personal pillow and will lay on your (lap, stomach, ass), has fallen asleep on you too many times to count.

can’t sleep without you . . . so if you aren’t already in bed by the time she goes to sleep she will drag you away from anything you’re doing to bring you to bed + if you wake up before (which you do like 60% of the time) she will not let you go until she’s awake (literally has a death grip). whines like a baby if you stop cuddling her

hates arguing with you . . . obviously it’s gonna happen like it does in any healthy relationship but she will avoid it at all costs. kisses you and apologizes at the end over every minor dispute.

makes you wear her flannels/hoodies/jackets. “i don’t want you to get sick” is her excuse but she just loves seeing you in her clothes (+ she does want you to stay healthy and warm)

CASUAL INTIMACY IS HER THINGG 😩 showers/bathes with you any chance she gets (defo gets offended if you shower without her). one time she wasn’t home yet so you just showered without her and when you left the bathroom, she was sitting on the couch looking at you like: ⤵

if your hands get cold, she’ll let you put them under her shirt cause she is a walking furnace

not to sound creepy or anything . . . but she is always staring at you 😭 it’s like as soon as she knows you’re in a room with her everything else goes away. when you first started dating, she’d get embarrassed if you caught her, but after a while of being together all her shame goes away. you’d be all “stop staring, it's creepy.” and she’d laugh and shake her head. “i’m admiring and how could i not admire such a beautiful girl like you?”

loves your voice ! hearing you say her name makes her so giddy 😭

gets jealous so easily but she’d never admit to it ;; because you’re the object of her every affection and to her you are absolutely perfect, she thinks everyone else will think the same.

ellie’s a little insecure :/ craves your reassurance because she doesn’t think she’s good enough for you and doesn’t understand why you’re with her

draws you like it’s all her hands know how to draw 🤭 all her songs are about you (she’s actually so romantic and poetic too it’s so painfully gay omgg)

loves it when you wash/style her hair. lets you do whatever you want to do with it since she trusts you to do something she’ll like

hair scratches are her weakness 😩 after long days she’ll come to you all sheepish and fiddling with her hands “can you like…play with my hair? please?”

#ꗃ%ellie bellieˑ༄#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams x you #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams blurb #ellie williams fluff #ꗃ%jos library⤷✰

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springnote · 1 year

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Eat You Up

Vash the Stampede x gn!reader (nsfw)

warnings: nsfw minors dni oral sex (m receiving), brief overstim, alien (plant) biology, praise kink

Note: this was just supposed to be a little fic abt how I imagine what Vash’s “stuff” is like but I got carried away. Shoutout to @pinkanonwrites’s work if you enjoy smut abt Vash being a needy little plant

“Wait don’t do that please—”

“Huh?” You gasped as you blinked in confusion at the man in front of you. “Vash?”

The spiky-haired blonde was looking anywhere but at your face, his cheeks and ears red as he gently pushed you off his chest. Your brow furrowed at him, trying to figure out what exactly went wrong. One moment you were gently kissing him on his nose and cheeks and he reciprocated with soft press of his lips on yours, yes it escalated from there to wet kisses, but that wasn’t out of the ordinary for couples to do.

Vash could be a pretty jumpy guy at times, he’d yelp when you gave a playful smack on his arm, or sniffle dramatically when you’d tell him “no” when he’d try to take your slice of cake, but seeing him genuinely distressed was concerning. You hadn’t been dating long, but you were one of his best friends, and you knew he’d been through some…rough times, so you understood he could get upset at times, and rightfully so, but never from displays of affection.

“What’s wrong?” You asked again, petting the back of his head soothingly as his gaze flickered around. “Do I smell bad or something?”

“No! You smell amazing!” He blurted out, smiling sheepishly before continuing. “It’s not you…it’s me? Heh, that’s a cliche I guess huh?”

“Okay, let’s talk about it.” You said carefully as you sat him down on the couch. “What made you uncomfortable?”

“I…” he worried his bottom lip between his teeth, cheeks turning pink again. “Well we were kissing, which I love! But then it got more intense yknow and you moved your hand…lower. And I just can’t let you.”

You stared at him in confusion again, you’d almost forgot you’d moved your hand down there amidst your frenzied kissing, but it was kind of hard to forget the bulge you’d felt down there. Now your mind was more concerned with if you’d overstepped his boundaries.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” You apologized, but he only shook his head.

“No no, it was nice, but I don’t deserve it,” he sighed, a slight tremble on his lips. “I don’t deserve to be touched like that by you.”

“Vash, why would you say that?” You frowned, your heart aching for him.

“I’m not the great guy you think I am…” he sighed.

“You’re the greatest man I’ve ever known,” you refuted him. “Baby, I know there’s things you feel guilty over, but you know I adore you.”

He gave a weak smile and a mumbled thanks in reply, but something still didn’t feel right.

“It’s something else isn’t it?” You questioned gently, rubbing your thumb over his hand as his face turned pink.

“Shucks,” he sighed. “Well you see I’m…I’m different down there.”

Your brain tried to catch up to that comment, but your mouth was already responding. “Baby, you know I’d love you no matter how you look.”

“But I’m serious! You know I’m not…human.”

You gave a gentle smile as you leaned closer, clasping his hands as you spoke again. “Vash, you’re always there for me, let me return the favor please? If it feels uncomfortable or anything you can ask me to stop, I just want to show you how much I care about you.”

There was a pause as he tried to look anywhere but in your eyes, but he couldn’t hold out too long before his baby blues met your expectant gaze. He shivered slightly, but he didn’t draw away, letting you scoot a bit closer to wrap your arms around his neck. You moved slowly so you didn’t possibly scare him, and after another pause, he finally spoke.

“Please…you can stop if I’m too weird or anything down there, but…I do want you. Pretty please.”

Heat went through your spine at his sweet pleas, your lips meeting in a soft kiss as you helped him slip off his jacket. As you licked at his lips to deepen the kiss, you felt him lifting the hem of your own shirt, but you stopped him gently as you wrapped your hands around his wrist. He let out a displeased whine as you moved back, looking like a sad puppy, but you quickly reassured him.

“This is about you baby,” you smiled, leaning him back against the blankets. “Take your shirt and pants off for me okay?”

He nodded fast enough his hair flopped around his forehead, making you giggle as you watched him shyly remove his clothes. His ears were a deep red as he exposed his scarred chest, looking away as his prosthetic limbs were also put in full view. Before he could cover up or get spooked, you placed your palms on his chest, smiling at him.

“You’re so beautifu,” you sighed out, placing a gentle kiss to his throat before moving down, noting what made him gasp and whine.

“But I’m—” he started to speak before a whine slipped from his throat.

“No baby, all these,” you gently ran your hand down his scars. “They’re proof of how selfless and brave you are. All of these are from you protecting innocent people, they reflect your inner beauty.”

One of your hands went to massage down his arm, admiring how his robotic legs shook gently from anticipation as you caressed him. “Every part of you is gorgeous and perfect, I only wish someone had told you sooner.” You placed a gentle kiss to the knuckles of his prosthetic hand, a sharp whine making you look up at him through your lashes.

“Babe…” his lip trembled again, he looked like he was about to cry, and you gave a few feather light kisses to his tummy to distract him.

“You’re doing so good,” you reassured him again, hooking a finger in the band of his tented boxers. “May I take these off?”

He nodded weakly, croaking out a “yes” before moving his arm over his eyes, embarrassment coloring his face again.

Eagerly, you helped him lift his hips so you could slide them down his legs. You tried not to look at him until you dropped the boxers to the side, turning back with anticipation before a gasp left your lips. Vash dared to peek down at you, only to see the way your eyes widened as you stared down at him.

He was right about being “different” down there, but it most certainly wasn’t bad. Instead of a usual dick, what looked bit like a tentacle stood up, flushed a soft blue with glowing lines as it curled against his abdomen. The head was slightly shaped like the head of a mushroom, a light purple color that matched the swollen balls underneath his member. A small nub that resembled a flower bud appeared to be tucked above the tentacle as well, almost seeming to peek out more the longer you stared.

“Babe..?” He questioned as he breathed heavily, nervousness flashing in his eyes. He almost seemed like he was about to cover himself, but your hands went to his thighs to push them apart, making him gasp as you stared even more intently.

“Oh my god,” you breathed out, mesmerized as you took him in. “Vash you’re breathtaking.”

Vash let out another weak whimper as he gave you a wobbly smile, happily accepting a quick peck on the lips before you crawled back down his body. The tentacle between his legs pulsed at your attentive gaze, small beads of a glowing precum oozing from all sides when you reached your hand for it. You tilted your head curiously, eager to touch him but not wanting to just jump in.

“Let me know if anything doesn’t feel good okay?” You said, waiting for him to give a small nod before reaching out again.

As soon as you delicately wrapped your fingers around his tentacle, he sucked in a sharp breathe, his hips bucking up slightly. Trailing your hand up slowly, you felt the precum moisten your hand, licking your lips as you neared the tip. Vash let out a choked moan as you rubbed your thumb on the head, smearing more precum across it as more seemed to ooze out, making Vash’s hips stutter.

You have a few more gentle pumps of his length before leaning closer to plant a kiss on the underside, your other hand drifting down to carefully cup his balls. Vash’s face was turning redder as he gripped the sheets to keep from bucking into your touch, his breath hitching when you gave a small squeeze to his sack as you trailed kisses up his dick.

“You’re so handsome Vash,” you purred before placing a kiss right on his tip. “I bet you taste amazing too.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but you never found out what he was going to say before he let out a yelp when you gave a light suck to the head of his cock. The large head felt like it got bigger in your mouth as you wrapped your lips around it, a sweet but tangy taste filling your mouth as you swallowed around him. Vash gripped the sheets under him in fistfuls, biting on the back of his hand as you continued swallowing more of him down.

“F-fuck (y/n)!” He moaned above you, accidentally jerking up into the warmth of your mouth. “More! Please?”

Your heart fluttered at him asking for more, indulging him as you bobbed your head a bit more, carefully breathing through your nose as you got closer to the base. More precum leaked out of him when your lips finally touched the soft skin at the base, making him moan again when he looked down to see you hollowing your cheeks to swallow around him.

You set a nice rhythm of moving your head up and down his cock, pushing your elbows out to the sides to keep his trembling thighs spread wide. One of your hands trailed down to cup his balls softly, your other stroking his hip whenever a whimper sounded above you. “That’s it sweetheart,” you cooed as you let your lips off his member with an obscene pop. “You still doing good?”

“Yes!” He yelled out, his eyes a little glassy when he looked down at you, sweat on forehead as he panted. “M-more please starlight. Please angel please.”

The small nub above his cock caught your attention again, appearing to peek out more as Vash got more blissed out. Feeling a little curious, your hand on his hip danced over to the small bud, lightly touching it with the pad of your thumb to gauge his reaction. When he let out another high-pitched whine, you gave in to your curiosity more and carefully massaged it between your thumb and pointer finger.

“Fuck!” He yelped, his hips bucking up violently as he arched off the bed. You jumped a bit at his reaction, worried he was in pain, but when you noticed the pout on his splotchy face you gave another gentle squeeze. “Fuck! (y/n) do that again…”

You couldn’t help smiling mischievously as you went back down on his cock, licking the underside again as you pinched and rolled his bud between your fingers. Vash’s skin from his chest to his face was red and splotchy, sweat glistening on him as he white-knuckled the blankets under him. You could feel his cock twitching in your mouth when you took him all the way to the base again, stroking the skin between his tentacle and balls gently.

“I-I’m close I think!” He choked out.

You didn’t say a word in response, refusing to move your mouth off his pulsing cock as you gave his swollen bud another squeeze until you felt a strange sensation in your mouth.

With a loud moan, Vash’s hips stuttered violently as he came down your throat, cum gushing out of the tip and sides of his cock as it softened in your mouth. You let out a low moan as you tasted the tangy, warm juices, the large head of his dick weighing on your tongue. The sensation distracted you momentarily, and you didn’t realize your fingers were still massaging his bud until he whined obscenely at the overstimulation.

Pressing one last kiss to the his tip, you pulled off Vash and slowly crawled up to cuddle him, but stopped when you noticed the tears on his cheeks. “Oh no, oh my god I’m sorry are you okay baby?” You gasped as you reached your thumb up to wipe them away.

“Yeah,” he croaked, a dopey smile on his face as he cupped your hand in his. “Sorry that was just…wow. You’re amazing babe.”

You giggled as you observed how thoroughly blissed out he was. “Im glad you enjoyed that baby,” you smiled back at him, brushing his hair off his forehead. “You’re so beautiful, I loved every minute of it.”

He giggled a little in response, cheeks still dusted a dark pink as he snuggled his face into your chest. “I love yoooou.”

“I love you too Vash.” You chuckled again, kissing his forehead before you wiggled out of his hold.

“Hey wait!” He yelped as he pulled you back, sending you atop his chest. “Where ya goin’?”

“I was gonna get a washcloth and clean you up.” You blushed, noticing how his strong arms were gripping your ass tight.

“Nuh-uh,” he grinned, suddenly rolling over to pin you to the bed. “You’re not going anywhere.”

His lips pressed into yours hungrily, your tongues melting together as he pressed you into the mattress. You let out a small whine when his lips left yours, watching him shuffle backwards to grip your hips and sling your legs over his shoulders.

“Time to return the favor.”

#trigun x reader #vash the stampede x reader #vash x reader #trigun stampede x reader #trigun smut #vash smut

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seattlesellie · 11 months

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hi angellll hope ur studying goes well feel free to answer this when you have time or if you don’t want to no worries! butttt i was thinking abt soccer!ellie and cheerleader!reader and i just feel like reader would just constantly be tying little bows into ellie’s hair before games like im thinking of that scene from yellowjackets (pre plane crash 😳) where they’re all running into the gym for the pep rally and they all have little bows in their hair lol anyways i think ellie would pretend to hate them but secretly love it 😋

this made me physically like make a noise that was so inhuman.

🎀

“no babe— fuck off”

“but ellie! you look so cute”

ellie grins like an idiot. you called her cute and now her stomachs tying in knots.

“fine— but just one bow, alright? don’t want these bitches to think i’m weak or whatever”

you pout, and tilt your head to the side and you know that’ll get her. it can’t be asymmetrical, its two bows or nothing. ellie, however, is dumbfounded.

“oh you’re the worst, seriously” she huffs, and rolls her eyes while chewing on her bottom lip. do you know how cute you are when you pout like that or are you truly that clueless?

“what did i do?”

“you’re staring at me with that cute little fucking face”

you do that thing with your mouth, that thing you do when you struggle to hide your smile and it kills her. she takes a long, deep breath, and sighs.

“fuck it fine, two bows”

you bounce right on her lap when she agrees, planting two soft kisses on her cheeks before you put them on her hair. she has her hands around your waist— and she’s doing it too, that swallowing her smile thing.

“do i look dumb?”

she looks criminally adorable. youll never get over that contrast— tight muscle tee with her teams logo, all badass and sporty with two, out of place pink bows in her hair. if marking for her is sweet love bites on your thighs and on your neck, this is your type of marking.

“you look hot”

she squeezes your waist and you squeal. ellie pulls you inwards, and traces small, faint circles on your back before she begins talking again.

“you’re so…” she mutters, and then chuckles to herself. you really are so…

“i’m so?”

“you’re just— fuck”

she doesn’t have to say it, because with her chaste lips on yours, no further words are needed.

oops! one of the bows fell down on the floor.

afterwards, she picks it up and puts it back in her hair.

“maybe you could sew one on my tee?”

#𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 anon 🎀#soccer!ellie #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams fluff #sighhhhhhh

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taehyuncult · 4 months

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I KNOW you wanted taesan thoughts, but dry humping with riwoo OR OR JAE- I sjsjkskwnssiw (free to do whole hyung line because I can't help myself 😇)

pookie honestly it doesn’t matter who! i’m always here for anyone (or all-) from the legal line and i did in fact write abt all 5 of them here <3 (i am madly in love with riwoo so pls keep sending in asks abt him omg)

smut under the cut. mdni.

sungho: he might not get it at first, kinda being like ??? we could just have sex instead ?? but once you get going, he understands. you would rock your hips back and forth on his clothed cock, becoming increasingly aggressive due to the desperation. he would hold onto your hips, not guiding you as he wants to see you get off on your own. it’s almost hypnotic for him to see you in such a state; whining for him and he hasn’t even done anything except let you grind against him.

riwoo: angel boy here loves a good dry humping moment, he thinks it’s so fun that he’ll flash his pretty smile at you during it. he’ll hold you close, wrapping both his arms around you, wanting to feel your body against his (specifically your tits). his eyes would sparkle as he looks at you on top of him, as you grind your clothed cunt against his painfully hard cock. the whole thing is so hot to him because it makes you both so needy for each other that the sex that follows is usually so charged and intense. he’ll probably end up creaming his pants though because he can’t handle the pleasure :(

jaehyun: he’s so sensitive and desperate, it’s almost like dry humping is torturous for him. he’ll whine the entire time, groaning that it’s too much and that you should just touch him already. he’s so weak (in the best way) that he’ll probably end up begging for your pussy. the worst, though, is when he can feel your pussy throb through your clothes. he would literally grab your hips, not being able to take it anymore, and start fucking up into you as he pushes you down on his clothed cock. he’s a whore and we love him for it <3

taesan: MY MAN! i feel like he uses dry humping as a fun way to tease you. it feels good for both of you, but it’s not usually his first choice in terms of like sexual stuff?? it doesn’t rile him up to the same extent as the others, like he could get off, but he would rather see you fuck yourself on his thigh. he finds it to be so cute seeing you go so stupid from just his leg.

leehan: WHEW- i feel he could either really be into it or just be apathetic towards it. lowkey feel like he’d love it just because he finds it attractive how turned on you get from it. he’s definitely someone that gets off from seeing their partner feel good, so if you feel good then he’s having a good time himself. he’d let you do as you please, if you want him to have control then he’ll take it, guiding your hips to grind deeply on his cock. otherwise, you can use him to your heart’s content and he’s happy!

#kisa’s hard thoughts #admin.kisa <3 #boynextdoor hard thoughts #boynextdoor hard hours #bnd hard hours #bnd hard thoughts #boynextdoor smut #bnd smut #jaehyun bnd smut #bnd x reader #leehan smut #taesan smut #sungho smut #riwoo smut

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jinkicake · 1 year

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~ ♡ Dear Lover ♡ ~

a tiny peek into your relationship

(( Day #3 )) Diluc, Kaeya, Tighnari, Xiao x Reader

A/N: all i know abt this is that when i wrote it i desperately wanted fluff.... as you all know im not good at writing it but here is my attempt.... i love love love these four T T why am i soooo obsessed w fluff rn i dont knowwwww

WC - 2,839

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. . .

Diluc R. treasures his intimate time with you.

The man has always enjoyed a quiet atmosphere, it brings him comfort that is akin to a warm blanket. Whenever he is in your presence, basking in the hushed ambiance of the winery, he feels the most at peace.

For a second, Diluc lets his eyes leave the book in one of his hands in search of something more intriguing. His hard eyes stare at you while his fingers continue their light strokes against your calf, your legs currently draped over his lap. You’re reading your own book and biting on the inside of your cheek at whatever is happening within the novel. Diluc can’t tear his eyes away.

There’s something about the way the afternoon sun is hitting your face and painting your body with a gorgeous golden hue, one so bright that Diluc thinks he needs to soon look away. He can’t, he’s always been selfish with you. His eyes find the subtle rise and fall of your chest and watch as you quietly breathe in and out, he’s certain he’s addicted to you.

“How much longer are you going to stare at me?” Your lips quirked up as you continue to stare at your novel, you don’t even have to look at Diluc to tell that he is staring. Almost instantly, his eyes dart to a random spot in the room as if that will erase his piercing gaze. “You’re distracting me, my love,”

Diluc’s breath almost hitches in his throat, he knows how much you despise being interrupted while reading. He almost starts to feel ashamed but then you close your book shut.

“Good thing I need a distraction, I’m bored with this, it’s a shame.” You face him with a pout, a deep expression that Diluc just wants to kiss off and his fingers twitch at the opportunity to touch you. All he can do is wordlessly watch as you get up and shuffle your position on the couch. Now, your head is in his lap as you play with the ends of his long hair.

Diluc’s book from earlier is now long gone.

“(Y/N),” Diluc murmurs quietly as his gloved hand traces your jaw, his thumb rubbing your chin lightly. There’s something that shifts in his features, almost darkening, as you tilt your head back with a smile. Your throat, bare for him, has always been something of a weak spot for Diluc.

He ignores the teasing glint in your eyes in favor of tracing one finger down the front of your neck. Before he knows it, his entire hand rests across the span of skin, his thumb now on one side of your throat with his other fingers resting on the opposite side.

“How was work today?” You hum and Diluc starts to find it incredibly difficult to focus, he doesn’t understand how on earth you are managing to keep a decent conversation with him right now while his restraint is slipping through his fingers.

“Work,” Diluc repeats, his low voice dragging the mumble out as he starts to gently squeeze his gloved hand around your throat.

“You know, the thing that you do every day? What did you do today?” Your teasing is getting the better of him, not that he would ever admit to it.

“What did I do today?” His words trail off as he lowers his face. Before he can stop himself, his lips find a home against your own without a second thought.

. . .

No matter who he talks to, Kaeya A. always saves his gossip for you.

“That’s why Hertha left him.”

The time that you spend gossiping with Kaeya is time well spent, time that you deeply cherish. You can’t help but hang on to his every word, practically in his lap as you eat out of the palm of his hand. It’s a simple exchange really, priceless gossip for some sweet company. This time around, it’s Kaeya’s revelation that makes your jaw drop, and, despite his sultry voice, the rumors he shares are all you can focus on.

“You’re kidding,” Gasps leave your lips as he continues to spill exactly what he knows and who told him.

If only everyone loved hearing petty rumors and took them as if they came from the morning newspaper. Sadly, it can’t be the same for everyone.

Diluc feels his eye twitch at the two familiar voices, hushed whispers that stand out amongst his crowded bar. He doesn’t even have to look over to see you and Kaeya with your bodies pressed incredibly close to one another. You’re nearly seating in his lap. The owner makes an exception, of course, because he’d do anything for his family. Family being you, not Kaeya. Diluc tries his best to stay on your good side, he’d hate for his brother’s partner to hate him.

“Well, I heard from Donna that Hertha was the one who cheated-”

But if Diluc has to listen to the two of you gossip any longer, he might just rip his fiery hair out. Day in and day out, almost every night the two of you come here and talk for hours until he has to kick you both out.

“Aren’t you a little busy bee? Did you find this out before coming here?” Kaeya softly coos into your ear, grinning at the embarrassed flush washing over you as you lean into his side. You place your chin in your hand as you lean over the bar, trying to wave down either Charles or Diluc for another drink.

“If you want to hear my next story, you’re going to have to finish that,” You point at Kaeya’s drink, almost as if you’re offended by its presence. Your husband is pacing himself too much for your liking and you don’t want to be the only one off your ass.

Diluc notices Kaeya’s full glass too as he slowly pours you another, the owner isn’t a fool. He knows his brother better than anyone and knows that Kaeya is a gentleman through and through. You don’t often drink heavily when you spend time with either of them but, when you do, Kaeya is sure to keep his drinks lighter than usual. It is a show of affection that warms the redhead’s heart, not that he would ever admit it. Especially not to you and your loud mouth.

You look so far gone that Diluc immediately scratches the idea of giving you another round.

“Diluccc,” Your whine makes the older man sigh as he pulls back the wine bottle from your grasp. Despite your efforts to reach over and grab the liquid gold, you fail because of a certain someone. Someone with strong hands who tightly grip your waist to keep you from falling over and despite their cold touch, you start to feel incredibly hot. “Kaeya!” You’re drunk as shit.

“You’re cut off.” Diluc takes away both glasses of alcohol before moving on to another pair that is sitting at his bar. He ignores you despite all your cries.

“No, but Diluc, you have to listen to this!”

. . .

Tighnari is an early riser and thoroughly enjoys getting you up in the mornings.

This habit of his is not by choice but, is instead something that he can’t avoid. Every morning he wakes up just before the sun rises and stares at his ceiling before any existential dread kicks in. Even when he doesn’t need to be awake for patrol or for anything of importance, the man cannot sleep.

Every morning, Tighnari gets a few seconds of peace before his entire body starts to ache. When his heart starts to feel a little too heavy, he simply rolls onto his side and looks at you.

You’re always buried under the blanket, tugging on the material that is laid neatly across his lap. Each morning your face is pushed up against the many pillows you have so generously decorated his bed with and, Tighnari’s favorite aspect of your sleeping form, there’s always a little bit of drool spilling past the corner of your lips.

He lifts his bare hand to wipe away at your mouth, gently thumbing over the spot before catching it with his thumb. It’s cute how your nose twitches at the slightest touch, Tighnari almost coos. Once he finishes staring at you and tracing your features until his heart is content, the forest watcher will force himself to get up.

His morning routine is very simple, get clean and ready for the day. Since Tighnari is the earlier riser of the two of you, he always does the favor of making breakfast. When he has the time, he’ll force you to eat a ka’ak or two before handing you your coffee. He’s not a fan of the smell but, he’ll do anything to see the excitement in your eyes upon the sight of your favorite mug in his hand.

Tighnari doesn’t shy away from the fact that he adores you. Why would he?

Almost like a ritual, Tighnari fills up your cup with hot water, mixing in the coffee powder, before sprinkling in a natural enhancer. It makes the drink sweeter and easier to drink in his opinion.

But sometimes, the sweetness gives him a toothache. He simply prefers not to drink it at all but that never stops him from bringing it back to your shared bed.

With a light hand, he places the mug on your side table before sitting on the edge of the bed. Tighnari places his touch against your lower back before softly pressing his fingers into your skin. It wakes you up just enough that you start to squirm but, you are not fully awake yet. The smell of the coffee will inevitably wake you up, it always does.

“(Y/N),” Tighnari and his soft voice call out to you like a light in a pitch-dark space. You instantly shift out of your slumber. “wake up.”

You swat at him with a groan and refuse to open your eyes. Every morning, it’s a battle with you.

“Wake up.” Tighnari tries again and this time, it is firmer. You blink the sleep out of your eyes and force yourself to sit up in one go. Almost instantly, your facial expression morphs into one of a frown and Tighnari matches your glare. He’s not going to let you get off easy. “Come on,”

He gently tugs on your wrist and tries to help you up, to shake any lingering effects of sleep that still have a hold over you. You ultimately ignore him and choose to instead place a gentle kiss on his shoulder.

Oh, how Tighnari loves his mornings with you.

. . .

Xiao cherishes his shared evenings outdoors with you. For as long as he has known you, the yaksha has enjoyed being by your side and always finds comfort in your presence.

Today, the karmic debt that looms over him like an angry cloud doesn’t feel as demanding because of you. Sometimes when you touch him, it’s as if the pressure is gone and Xiao can finally breathe. But then, he has to protect Liyue all over again.

And he’ll continue to give his life to it in order to keep you and the various others in his area safe.

So incredibly safe that you can walk around at night with no worries, you’ve always admired the stars.

“Are you ready?” You’re holding your hand out to him, a loose jacket hanging around your shoulders due to the night breeze. Xiao blinks and hesitantly places his hand in your own before you proceed to drag him around Dihua marsh. “Isn’t it nice out?”

In his thin attire, Xiao wordlessly nods. The weather never matters much to him, he doesn’t feel too cold or too hot but, sometimes he gets uncomfortable.

Right now, the air is perfect. The yaksha can admit it to himself and he almost closes his eyes to focus on the feeling. Whisps of wind fly past his ears and the feeling is too freeing, the burden on his shoulders feels lighter because of it.

Under the delicate touch of your hand, the duty almost feels nonexistent.

“What do you think?”

Xiao almost forgets that you had been talking. You were explaining some situation about your coworker, how you think that she has a secret partner and refuses to tell you. Regardless of whether or not he was listening, Xiao has no idea what to say.

“Think?” He repeats and you can’t help the way that you start to laugh. You squeeze his hand (and by association, the strings of his heart) as you almost start to double over due to your laughter. Maybe it’s the clueless look on his face or the slight furrow of his brows that has you so amused.

“You’re cute,” You gently wrap your arms around his bicep and press the muscle against your chest, both of your hands wrap around his own as you cuddle into his side. The new display of affection is nothing new, you always touch Xiao openly like this but, that doesn’t mean the yaksha is entirely used to it. Xiao nearly trips over his own two feet when he feels your cheek press into his arm. “well, do you think Yuhua has a boyfriend? You always know everything,”

Xiao bites on his own tongue to stop himself from admitting that he does not, in fact, know everything. Far from it but, he hates to let you down. In truth, he hasn’t been paying attention to the waitress closely. He has no idea what’s going on with her or her love life.

“I’m not sure.” Slowly, he answers you as if he is gauging your reaction. To his surprise, you inevitably sigh before bringing your eyes up to the night sky.

“That’s okay,” You comment and Xiao wants to ask if you really mean it. “I’ll let you know as soon as I find out. It will be soon!” He’s sure of it, with your determination, nothing stands in your way. The longer he stares at you and your soft features, the more Xiao feels something inside of him stir.

Under the bright light of the moon high in the sky, Xiao finds himself squeezing your hand back.

. . .

2023/02/05 ♡

#diluc ragnvindr x reader #kaeya alberich x reader #tighnari x reader #xiao x reader #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #tighnari x y/n #xiao x you #genshin x you #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n

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subskz · 5 months

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doing this trend (https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8HBPjPm/) with each member. what would their reactions be? imagine lightly squeezing their bulge and seeing them jolt a little and squeeze their thighs together… i feel like hannie would have a massive boner while filming the tiktok LMAO. and then jerking them off with ur new set of nails after recording <3

link! (semi-nsfw)

ohh i’m obsessed w this 😽

hannie would definitely be fighting for his life the most out of all the boys lmao he would be so embarrassingly hard after just one attempt at filming, you’d be able to wrap your fingers fully around the outline of his dick through his sweatpants and feel him throb so eagerly in your hands. it makes showing off your nails kinda difficult though bc he’d be squirming around like crazy, and the longer it goes on, he eventually starts whining up a storm too. if you “accidentally” dragged one of your nails along the shape of his bulge to create a delicious friction w the material of his pants, his hips would buck up so fast. he’d beg for you to please just hurry up and finish already bc he's starting to get so hard it aches, but he keeps messing up your videos like the needy lil thing he is. which ofc makes for the perfect opportunity to insist that you won’t touch him until you get it right. he’d be a desperate, twitching wreck by the end of it, whining your name, tugging helplessly at your wrist and trying to guide it under the waistband of his pants. it’s up to you whether u wanna indulge him, or keep messing w him until he breaks down into tears of frustration before you finally wrap your pretty manicured fingers around his leaking cock

jinnie and chan would also be one step away from losing their minds if you did this to them hehe. their thigh muscles would be clenching so tight, using all their strength not to close in on each other and rub together every time you so much as brush over their crotch. channie especially would be so embarrassed w himself for getting turned on over smth like this, even when that’s very clearly your intention here…poor baby giggles nervously when you drape your fingers over his clothed dick and he does his best not to draw attention to the growing tent in his sweatpants. he’d be so sweet too, trying to give you compliments on your nails as you show them off, but his voice would crack pitifully when he speaks and his ears would be on fire. his eyes would be flickering all over the place too bc he knows staring too hard at where your hand is will make him start to short circuit. it'd be esp fun to tease him by forcing him to look bc you keep asking him questions like "is that a good angle? do they look nice like this? maybe i should spread them out more" followed by channie having to smack his hand over his mouth as a last ditch attempt to hide his shaky, pathetic groan when you stretch your fingers out over his bulge. him, hyunjin, and jisung would be very lucky that you’re putting music over the video bc they’d no doubt be letting out weak gasps and whimpers the entire time <3

jinnie would have such entertaining reactions, you can see the torment all over his pretty face from the very first take. his thick brows scrunch together and he bites down so hard on his lower lip until it swells up and the skin nearly breaks, you’d think he was getting the head of his life instead of just feeling your fingers tease him through his clothes. you’d probably also have to refilm the video a few times to get him to sit still for you bc his body is ridiculously reactive, but it just gets worse every time. once hyune’s gotten worked up, it's hopeless to calm him down again bc he’s hypersensitive to every little touch and gets so in his head, all he can focus on is how badly he needs you to keep touching him. feeling your fingers dance playfully over his bulge and seeing how your pretty nails gleam under the light, he can’t help but start to push his hips into your palm, whining low in his throat thinking abt them wrapped around his cock. a cute lil wet stain might even start to seep through his sweatpants <3

jeongin would love (and hate) this trend the most out of all the boys hehe i think he’d really go crazy whenever you get your nails done bc this boy lives for the aesthetics. he’d already be admiring them w stars in his eyes and might even get a lil touchy just to hold your fingers in his hands and run his pads over the fresh coat. so when you innocently ask him to film a video w you, he’d agree without question…only for him to realize a split second too late what ur evil plan really is. he'd sound so cute and clueless the moment it dawns on him, stammering out a sudden "w-wait, like that!?” but as soon as he catches sight of your fingers resting over his crotch, his brain turns to mush and he forgets how to speak. he’d be giggling breathlessly a lot like channie bc doesn’t know what else to do, and getting him to keep his legs from closing in on each other is a lost cause. he’d let out the cutest wail of embarrassment when he realizes how turned on he’s gotten, hiding behind his hands and huffing abt what a perv you are…which ofc you spin back around on him bc he’s the one who looks ready to ruin his underwear over some nails 🥰 he’s so irresistible when he gets flustered like that though, so you make it up to him by giving him the perfect view of your new nails sliding up and down his dick. he’d be so mesmerized by the sight and would definitely cum much faster than usual…and since he’s so into it, he can lick his mess off your fingers afterwards too~

#ask #💌 hannie #💌 channie #💌 hyunie #💌 innie

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