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Puppy Eyes
animagus!Mattheo Riddle x gn!reader; fluff
summary: your boyfriend suckered you into becoming an animagus with him, and knowing him it was probably to cause mischief. but surrounded by the night breeze and the stars in his eyes, you know you’d follow him on any adventure.
a/n: 2 published in 2 days? maybe i am magic. i’m kinda obsessed with the idea of animagi and i cannot for the life of me find one where mattheo is one too. so i wrote one. i’m definitely down to write a part 2 or one for theo, just let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in ♡
You were ready to get this damn leaf out of your mouth. A mandrake leaf specifically, which you were planning to use in your pursuit of becoming an animagus. It had been sitting in your mouth for almost an entire month and it wasn’t getting any better. You looked up at your boyfriend, who was in the same predicament, with a scowl.
It had been his idea to start the process of becoming animagi and with those big brown eyes, who were you to say no? So here you were at breakfast trying not to swallow it and heaven forbid having to start over.
“I can’t believe you guys are really going through with it,” Pansy looks between the two of you.
“Riddle just wants to commit crimes and get away with it,” Draco smirks, “impressive he roped (y/n) into it with him though.”
Mattheo rolls his eyes before focusing his attention back on you. The smile he gives you makes your irritability fade away.
♡ ♡ ♡
Before you knew it the month was up and all there was left to do was wait for a lightening storm. Which just so happened to be tonight. Mattheo had kept the phials of potion in the shrieking shack after you had finished putting them together. That’s where you were heading now.
He was sitting cross legged on the floor when you made it inside. His eyes lit up once he saw you, a small smile finding its way onto his lips. “I was a little worried you were going to back out.”
“I thought about it,” you tease and you settle down next to him. “You sure about this?”
“Completely.” He gives a squeeze to your hand before placing the crystal phial in your grasp, the liquid inside now a blood red.
You get out your wand and say the incantation one last time and pause to watch Mattheo take the potion like he was taking a shot of fire whiskey.
With a deep inhale, you follow Mattheo’s lead and tip the potion into your mouth.
The sensation is… odd. Like your bones were all shifting at once. There’s a searing pain everywhere and that double heartbeat you had experienced while performing the incantation over the past week. Moments pass before you open your eyes.
Your perspective of the room has changed drastically, everything towering above you. Right in front of you stands a striking dark wolf, at least double your height. And those chocolate brown eyes are unmistakable.
You aren’t surprised that Mattheo turned out to be a canine. You also aren’t surprised how ethereal he looks. If anything, you were surprised he wasn’t a golden retriever, with his eager to please personality (at least for you) and puppy dog eyes.
You notice his tail wagging wildly behind him which leads you to look behind you and see a fluffy, mocha-colored tail doing similar. While you were mesmerized by your new appendage, Mattheo padded his way over to you and dropped into a laying position to not intimidate you.
Pulling your attention to your boyfriend you see he still has the scar on the bridge of his nose, only now it rests in the middle of his snout. Instinctively, you push your head into his fluffy neck, letting out a sigh when he rests his chin on you. He still smells the same as he normally does, cigarettes and his cologne filling your lungs.
You find yourself migrating between his paws, curling into the soft fur of his chest.
You lay together for a while, the storm still raging on outside the shack. As it sounds like it’s letting up, Mattheo rises on all fours and nods for you to follow him.
The grass is damp beneath your paws and the night sky is now clear above you. It takes a few moments to get used to moving on four legs instead of two, but Mattheo looks to be a natural. Your heart warms watching him run through the grass, apparently having the time of his life.
Finally feeling confident on your legs, you take off in his direction. Seeing you sprinting towards him has his tail moving a million kilos an hour. With a mischievous glimmer in his eyes, he turns and leads you toward the forest. In any other circumstance you’d be a little nervous running off into the forbidden forest, but something about your new form takes the anxiety off your chest.
The forest at night was something otherworldly. Moonlight filtered through the trees, illuminating Mattheo’s fur. You pushed your legs faster to catch up to his longer stride. Finally getting side by side, you take a look at him and the look on his face simultaneously fills your heart with glee and sorrow.
He looks free. More free than you had seen him in your half a decade of knowing him. You desperately want to see him like this all the time.
You don’t immediately realize you’ve stopped running, lost in the happiness radiating off him. Blinking a couple times, you look around at your surroundings. You’re standing at the edge of a small lake, the moonlight sitting peacefully on the surface. To your left is, to your surprise, a unicorn resting in what appears to be its den of sorts.
Wonder in your eyes, you look up to find Mattheo already looking down at you. As you gaze into those brown eyes you adore, you can see the entire universe looking back at you.
♡ ♡ ♡
The next morning finds you in Mattheo’s bed, his limbs tangled in yours. He’s still sleeping and you can’t help but think how gentle he looks like this. You press a kiss to his nose. As his grip tightens around you, you hear him mumble in his sleep laced voice, “I love you, my little fox.”
#mattheo riddle x reader#mattheo riddle#slytherin boys#harry potter#x reader#mattheo riddle x male reader#mattheo x you#animagi#if u know where i can find more pls let me know i’m desperate#gender neutral reader
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AHHHH omg pls tell me u see the vision with corrupt cop mingyu and neighbor nice girl who’s super sweet !! she’s innocent but not stupid and mingyu likes that but she just pays him no mind
CW: NONCON, DRUGGING AND SOMNOPHILIA.
first, this 98% background story and 2% smut, literally, more of mingyu just being fucking sick in the head than anything but i really liked writing this so, and second, kinda fuck the police i guess-
the hot, older, seemingly normal cop next door that gets interested in you since the day he knocked on your door to introduce himself and offer you his number because “you’re so young… and alone too, it can be dangerous around here” clearly flirting and you simply nodded, gave him the biggest smile, a “thank you” and closed the door on his face.
you’re so sweet and nice and clearly such a good girl, so pretty too, he does everything to try and get your attention and yet nothing but smiles and few conversations from you. but he knows you’re not stupid and thinks you’re playing hard to get, convinces himself you looked at him differently once, and that just drive drives him further into his obsession with you and that’s where his not so normal side comes out.
listen, i don’t think he will ever admit out loud that he’s stalking you but that definitely what he does. he is a cop and that comes with certain benefits, he’s just using those to get closer to you. totally the type to find out where you work and ask his superiors to have his route reallocated to the area so he can spend all his day looking out for you. discovers your favorite cafe close by and starts casually ordering there too, acting all surprised when he hears your voice calling him, starts offering to take you to places and is quickly to brush it off when you say you can’t disturb his job, claiming it’s a “slow day, nothing really happening”.
you get what i’m saying here? he’s the type to use his job as a way to slowly insert himself into your life, your personal space, and it totally escalates to more extreme things. i can see him starting to find ways to scary you, to make you need him and his help, sending you creepy texts from random numbers through the day, pictures of yourself, even finding ways to break into your house in the middle of the night, making noises to wake you up or leaving things for you to find. his chest gets filled with such a sick satisfaction when you finally call him one night in tears and whispering, asking for help because there’s someone in your house and of course he is there in a minute, gun in hand and everything. so nice he is, taking your shaking body in his arms and reassuring you you’re safe, he won’t let anything happen to you. and of course, of course he asks you if you want to sleep in his house that night, or how many nights you want obviously, if that would make you feel safe, kissing your forehead so gently when you look up with teary eyes and nods.
he wraps you in a blanket, makes you tea, insists you take his bed, he won’t mind sleeping in the couch. listens carefully to everything you have to say about the things that are happening and wipes your tears when you cry, reads the texts you received as if he wasn’t the one who wrote every single one, looks at the pictures… promising he will make everything on his reach to find out whoever this person is, you can trust him.
and honestly i don’t care that this is too cliche or whatever, he would put something on your tea. like, i think that at this point he would be so desperate to have you, he doesn’t care anymore, just the sound of you crying and saying you needed his help, feeling your shaky form against his body, all of that was enough to make him hard, to think he wouldn’t try to touch you would be nonsense. so yes, he does puts something on your tea, enough to not have you opening your pretty eyes for hours, and stands for a few moments at the bedroom door watching you sleep, loving smile on his lips seeing you so relaxed in his bed, cuddling one of his pillows.
walks closer, as if you could wake at any giving moment, and sits by your side, brushing hair out of your face, leaning down to kiss your cheek and corner of your lips, breathing into your smell… he’s such a creep, for christ’s sake. runs a hand up and down your arm while the other palms his cock through his sweatpants, quick to pull your top up to get a good view of your tits, not holding back on grabbing one, yes, he should be careful, not leave marks, but he waited for so long for this, jerked off under the shower so many times thinking about you… speaking of jerking off, starts pumping himself by instinct, too lost on feeling your body. would try to resist but end up parting your legs and licking his fingers to toy with your pussy, groaning a bit too loud upon feeling your little clit and how tight you are, not properly wet, barely taking the tip of his index finger— but it’s okay, he will have time to make you wet for him in the future and fuck you nicely. spills all over his hand between groans and whispering things such as “you’re going to be mine, uhm? you’re meant to be” and “going to make you my pretty little wife, come home every day to you waiting for me here”
sigh… totally normal man who just wants a little wife.
#asks#seventeen smut#mingyu smut#mingyu x reader#seventeen x reader#kim mingyu smut#cw: noncon#cw: drugging#cw: somnophilia
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[ 22:38 ] - b.sk
pairing : seungkwan x fem reader.
content : smut. literal pwp. (MINORS DO NOT HAVE MY CONSENT TO INTERACT.)
w/c : 1.5k.
notes : i’m down horrendous for boo seungkwan and his fucking hands. what else is new? SMUT TAGS UTC.
notes 2.0 : my first timestamp! wow. how fun. (i honestly just needed to get this out of my system, so. sorry about it.) boosadans, u guys are are so starved. pls accept this little token of my love to you.
smut tags : soft!dom seungkwan, sub!reader. swearing (obv). physical restraining (if you squint there’s maybe the tiniest implication of a size kink but not really?), some possessiveness but it’s minimal and mc likes it, unwrapped piv sex (he pulls out but still. be safe out there team), nipple play, clit stimulation, praise, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart), some orgasm control. LET ME KNOW IF I FORGOT ANYTHING.
Both of your wrists fit so perfectly in just one of his hands.
It’s the best revelation he’s ever made. In the months you’ve been together, there have never really been any true power dynamics at play in the bedroom, both of you always too caught up trying to please instead of dominate. But when you release your hands from where they’ve been tangled in his hair and they fall onto the mattress just above your head, something clicks inside him. Seungkwan finds himself now gently pinning your arms down to your bed sheets as he leans over you, his long fingers spread wide to keep you in place, his hips rocking against you rhythmically. Just hard enough to rile you up. Just a little too slow to have you shaking.
It’s perfect, Seungkwan thinks, because it keeps his other hand free to use however he desires. He can cup your cheek, and murmur ‘my pretty baby’ at you as your eyes roll back into your head. He can toy with your nipples, if he wants, and tell you how perfect your tits look when he thrusts hard enough to make them bounce. He can grip your waist, holding you still as he fucks into you slightly rougher, watching your smooth skin depress under his touch.
He can even tease his fingers over your clit and make you squeeze your sweet little pussy around his cock. That’s his favourite, he thinks. By the way you react, it might just be yours, too.
“Harder,” you gasp as he readjusts his hold on your wrists, and he looks down his nose at you with that raised eyebrow, sideways smirk signature he has. You swallow, biting your lip briefly before you say, “fuck— please, Kwannie. Hold them tighter.”
“Oh, princess,” he coos, cock throbbing at how you sound so angelic and beautifully fucked out. More-so as you whine in desperation when his fingers curl more harshly, giving you enough pressure to immobilise your hands entirely. “Is this it? This how you like it?”
“Yes,” you tell him, nodding and tugging against his hold, testing it, but it’s to no avail as he presses you further into the sheets, rolling your clit now between his thumb and forefinger on his other hand. “Fuck, I’m—”
“Not yet,” he interrupts you, shaking his head with a pout that you’re almost inclined to believe is condescending. “You can’t come yet, okay?”
Well, fuck. You’ve never been too good at holding your orgasms off, and thankfully Seungkwan has very, very rarely asked you to try. He loves the way you feel around him when you unravel, and he’s always so eager to get you off before he does that the moment you tell him you’re close, it’s music to his ears. You’re just so velvety around him. So warm and wet and he sometimes feels bad that he can’t always last that long, but it’s all your fault for being so damn perfect.
You try your best, but you don’t even have anything to grab onto. You can only ball your hands into fists to try and anchor yourself as he snaps and snaps and snaps his hips into you, as he pinches and massages at the bundle of nerves between your thighs. That little smirk makes a comeback on his features, but you don’t notice. Not until —
“Wish you could see yourself right now,” he sighs as he angles his thrusts a little bit deeper and your eyes fly open, your lips parting in a squeak of surprise at how far up in your stomach you feel him. “God, you’re doing so well, baby. Feels like this pussy was made for me.”
It makes your head spin. This is the first time he’s ever said anything like this in bed — he’s usually so… shy, so decorous. But thinking about how every vein in his cock must surely leave imprints on your insides, how the fucking your cunt takes multiple times a week makes you inarguably his? You’ve only ever been turned off by a possessive man, before now, yet this, from your usually so sweet boyfriend? Sends pulse after pulse of pleasure straight to your core.
You think you need to try and bring this out in him more often.
Talking back to him is a waste of the effort you’re using to try and hold yourself back from the edge, so you just nod, pinching your lips together as you swallow the words. The issue here, though, is that in your silence, your ears are left to pick up on every single other thing. The lewd sounds of your hole sucking him in over and over. The way your old bed frame squeaks with every single movement. His breathy sighs and moans. The slap of skin on skin when he eventually uses that free hand to hike your left leg up around his waist and he manages to get even closer, still.
“Please tell me you’re—” you start to say, the fire inside you warmer than it’s ever been without you letting it consume you. “I don’t know if I can…”
“You really need it, huh?” he asks, dipping down to kiss your lips softly, slowing until he almost stops. “You gonna come?”
“Please,” you beg, trying to move beneath him, trying to fuck yourself on his length. You’re so close. You just need a little more. “Please, please, please—”
He lets go of your wrists altogether and immediately, you wrap your arms around him, pressing your fingertips into his back as he settles back into a delicious rhythm.
“Okay,” is all he says, the word hot as it fans over your parted lips, as his exhale disappears into your mouth. But it’s all he needs to say. Frankly, it’s all he gets the chance to; it happens before you’re ready, before you can communicate it, even though you’ve spent what feels like forever being built up to this. All of your muscles stiffen as it hits you and you’re seeing stars behind your tightly closed eyelids. Your breaths escape you in a series of moans and whines, each inhale more like a gasp. He feels you clenching around him, feels how you try to pull his whole weight down against your stomach, feels how much wetter your cunt gets and how your leg tightens around his waist to try and keep him buried inside you.
It almost tips him over the edge, too, and even though he stills, he finds himself having to go back naming all of his highschool teachers in his head just to try and keep a shred of composure while your walls do their best to milk him dry. Thankfully, it doesn’t take too long for your arms to go slack around him, and (though reluctantly) he hurries to pull out of you. Seungkwan takes his cock into his hand instead and he fucks into his fist at the same pace as before – and no, it’s not as plush or warm or tight as you, but it doesn’t need to be. You take him to the point of no return every time — this just needs to be enough, and wow, it is. In seconds, his balls tighten and his forehead scrunches and he grunts as he releases in spurts all over your stomach.
He comes, and he comes, and it feels a bit like he’s never going to stop coming. But whenever it does end, when his agonisingly sensitive length starts to soften, and squeezing out every last drop onto your waiting body is almost an impossible task, he feels exhausted. He made such a mess. It’s everywhere. All on his hand, on the sheets, on you; you’re lying there looking so fucking pretty, breathing like you’ve just finished a race, and your belly is pearlescent with his cum, and all he wants to do is go to sleep.
But you half-sit up and reach out to him, taking hold of his wrist, now. He lets you (he’d let you do anything in these afterglow moments, and he knows that you know it too), softening the muscles in his arm to straighten at the elbow, and he watches you. Watches you drag your tongue over the skin between his thumb and his pointer finger. Watches as you lap up and swallow back the cum he was about to get up to wipe up with a tissue. Watches as you clean up every trace he left of his orgasm on his own hand, before you flop back onto the pillows, giggling and licking over your kiss-swollen lips.
He almost feels like he could get hard again at the sight of it. But — much to his own dismay — Seungkwan’s refractory period has never been quick. Even if he did pop another hard-on right now, he knows he’d be way too sensitive to do anything with it.
“You can’t do that to me,” he pouts, leaning over you to the bedside cabinet to grab a few tissues to start cleaning you up. “Not without a warning.”
"A warning wouldn't help and you know it," you tease him. He gives a 'hmmph', pulling a few free from the box and rolling his eyes as you squirm, ticklish when he starts to wipe his release from you. “You’d whine about it anyway.”
“I don’t whine,” he-… well. “Come on. Get up — bathroom, baby.”
You think that this is supposed to be distracting, to stop you being able to call him out for his immediate contradiction. On the other hand, maybe this is just his way of looking after you — it could be both, even. But you reach both arms up, first, silently asking him to come down to you one more time. He does, rolling his eyes and meeting you in another kiss, the tissues still scrunched up in his palm.
“Two minutes?” You ask, locking him into a cuddle he could probably escape from, if his strength ever happened to overpower the love he has for you. Yet, he rolls onto his back and tosses the tissues with alarming accuracy into the bin next to your dresser, pulling you into his chest.
“One and a half,” he agrees, nodding up at the ceiling.
He can never say no to you. Not especially when you hum into his collarbone and drag your fingers down his arm to take hold of his (clean) hand.
thank u sm for reading!! as always, likes, reblogs & feedback are all greatly appreciated.<3
#seungkwan smut#boo seungkwan smut#seventeen smut#svt smut#seungkwan x reader#j writes.#*#timestamps.#sorry if the ending feels a bit all over the place i promise i agonised over it for like forty minutes lmao.#n e way bye <3
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enhas reaction to you being jealous *ೃ’
✘ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader
✘ GENRE ! fluff n crack !
✘ WC ! 3.3k.. woops
a/n: thank you sm for all the follows <3 pls enjoy and give feedback if u do!
read the sequel !
// LEE HEESEUNG !
seeing you all jealous honestly makes him,, a bit proud?!
not if you’re really upset or mad of course
just the fact that you love him so much to the point where you’d show you’re jealousy for him else y’know!
but being the good boyfriend he is, hee always makes sure that anything you don’t like doesn’t get very far
currently your boyfriend is playing some comp multiplayer game on his laptop
val or something <\3
meanwhile you’re relaxing on his bed eating popcorn and scrolling through disney+ trying to figure out which iconic movie to re-watch
heeseung has his mic off, but you can both still hear his teammates communicating and yelling call outs to each other
but the thing is
these are just random people he’s playing with
so when he unmutes to tell his team his current position, you listen carefully to what they say
listen, you’re a bit overprotective >:[
in your defence that’s your man and if they say anything mean to him they’re dead to you and you’ll probably figure out some way to get them banned
however you’re even more taken aback when one of the girls on his team goes “damn, whoever’s playing reyna? your voice is hot as fuck.”
you whip your head towards heeseung, narrowing your eyes at the screen threateningly as if the random player could see you
heeseung being the curious, cocky mf he is has to turn around just to see your pouting expression
this idiot even giggles before finally unmuting to respond
“thanks, but i’m taken.”
the girl laughs, “yeah? do they play? they should 1v1 me. winner gets you.”
your jaw drops in disbelief, and heeseung looks at you again, eyes widened
“uh, i’m good. they don’t play anyway.”
you desperately want to walk over there and yell some sense into the girl, but you calmly stay planted to your spot on the bed
“hm, your loss i guess.” she replies
as soon as the game ends, you begin whining, forcing heeseung to teach you everything about valorant
he tries to reassure you, letting you know that he already blocked the player for good and he’s all yours
but forget disney movies.
you swear on your life you’ll get all the way to platinum just to find that girl and fight her to the death
heeseung only laughs, shaking his head as you begin watching “top 10 tips for valorant beginners” on the tv
// PARK JAY !
jay’s just like. why
mans is so confused
he’s literally obsessed with you there’s no need to be jealous!?!?
however he’s not one to be oblivious at all, if anyone does try to flirt with him he’ll just completely ignore them and let them know he is most definitely taken
you guys are out on a date and decide to chill at this small cafe for lunch
everythings going great, you take some amazing pictures of jay looking all boyfriend material as usual
when your waitress comes to take your order
she’s very pretty, and seems to be around the same age as you and jay, which is all cool
until you realize she’s just staring right at your boyfriend and is completely ignoring your existence
“hey there, can i get you started with a drink?” she smiles, continuing to only look at him
you roll your eyes, deciding to just focus on the menu as your mood has been soured
jay politely orders a water, as the waiter proceeds to start writing on her notepad for about five seconds before finally turning to you
her smile visibly drops, suddenly looking bored
“and for you?”
“just a water as well, please.”
this time, she only nods slightly before walking off into the back
you scowl and turn to jay, “so she has to write down your cup of water, because, for some reason she can’t just remember that, but not mine?”
jay sighs, “i know, just try to ignore her babe.”
the waitress quickly returns, and you can’t help but notice her new, bright red lipstick. you barely contain your scoff, watching her take out her notepad once again before smiling at jay
listen you knew he was handsome, but could she not see you right there
“what can i get for your lunch, sir?”
in the middle of ordering, jay notices your upset expression
he would never allow you to be frowning in front of him, especially on a date
while continuing to tell the women what he wants, he reaches over, intertwining your fingers through his
your eyes brighten at the touch, lips quirking proudly when the waitress notices, rolling her eyes
“is something the matter?” jay immediately asks
she looks back at him quickly, smiling, “oh, of course not, sir!”
“great, my partner is ready to order whenever you are.”
// SIM JAKE !
this man just laughs at you
jealous? pfffffft
as if anyone could be better than you?!
teases you for sure, but also reassures you by giving you lots of words of affirmation and cuddles
you’ve just woken up when you see a notification from enhypen’s twitter
oh wow you wonder who could’ve posted
perhaps it’s one of jungwon’s bed selcas
or maybe niki posted a picture of the sky for the 100th time
you click the notification and nearly fall off your bed
sim jaehyun.
good lord
your boyfriend has posted mirror selcas and you’ve never taken a screenshot so fast in your life
in your desperate attempt to click on the photos, you end up in the comment section
there’s a flurry of hearts and dog emojis, along with all sorts of comments asking jake to either date them or marry them
one engene is asking if layla wants a sibling and that they can bark
you laugh, shaking your head as you continue scrolling through the thousands of comments
you land at one retweet that has a picture captioned “i’m so jealous!”
it’s a signed manifesto album, where jake wrote “do you wanna go on a date?”
(he actually did that btw)
you pout, quickly closing twitter and calling the culprit of the crime
he answers after three rings, “hi babe, we’re at dance practise!” he says, and you can faintly hear paradoxxx invasion playing in the back
at the sound of his cute voice, you nearly forget your point of calling, “yah, why are you asking engenes on dates dumbass!?”
the line goes silent for a moment before he bursts out into a giggle, “yoi, are you jealous? i can take you on a date too.. i guess.” he teases
the audacity…
you scoff, “fine, maybe i should go on a date with another member then since you’ve found someone else.”
you can hear someone giggle in the back, most likely jungwon
“ay! that’s not happening,” he replies strictly, “i’m sorry baby. i’ll take you on the best date in the world tomorrow!”
“yeah you better dumbass, now stop flirting with engenes!”
“no promises~”
// PARK SUNGHOON!
lord…
this cocky idiot is teasing the shit outta you
of course he’s being flirted with by every breathing life form
this only makes your life much harder
but if you really do get upset he always makes sure you aren’t insecure and know that he’s all yours
you and sunghoon are in the mall going christmas shopping
something you bOth suck at
so you decided to fuse your small brains together and hopefully get at least some gifts done today
your boyfriend recites the list you’ve made, “okay, next is a new cologne for jay hyung. but doesn’t he have enough of those?”
when he gets no reply, he worriedly turns around to check on you
you were very easily distracted so sunghoon was practically your babysitter at times like these
when he finally finds you, you’re practically drooling, staring at a churro stand nearby
he sighs, smiling slightly at how cute you look before walking over
“really? we’ve gotten two gifts and you want a snack break already?”
you look up at sunghoon, eyes sparkling and tugging his sleeve
“pleaseeee hoonie, they smell so good!”
he really couldn’t resist your pouty face, leaning down to give a quick peck to your lips grinning, “i’m going to go find jay’s gift while you wait then, if anything happens call me right away, okay?”
you nod, smiling as you watch him enter a nearby perfume store
by the time you’ve got yourself a bag full of the sugary sweets, you’re practically starving
you munch on them happily, skipping off into the perfume store to find your boyfriend and share them with him
until you see an extremely gorgeous women talking to him, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously
but the worst part is sunghoon is smiling
smiling, and talking to her!
you feel insecurity flash through you, watching him interact with someone so beautiful
you walk over nervously, wiping your lips of any churro crumbs
when sunghoon sees you, he waves you over happily while the girl only frowns in confusion
“jagi,” you watch as her eyes widen at the pet name, “this is nagyung, my old friend from school! we were just catching up.”
you wave over to her, offering a small smile, and she only looks at sunghoon awkwardly, “uh, yeah. it was nice seeing you hoon, text me whenever!” she winks before rushing to leave.
you pout, waiting for sunghoon to look at you once she left. when he sees your expression, he tilts his head
“what’s wrong?”
you scowl, taking out another churro, “you know what’s wrong. she was all over you.”
he immediately smirks, “are you perhaps.. jealous?”
you whip your head to him, “no way! i just…” you trail off
he laughs, taking a churro for himself, “you’re so obsessed with me y/n~”
you groan, watching him continue to laugh at your dismay, “she was just so pretty, and i guess i felt a bit insecure.”
sunghoon stops his giggling, looking at you sadly before pulling you closer, kissing the top of your head, “don’t be, while i may not show it, you have me wrapped around that tiny finger of yours,” he admits
you raise an eyebrow, your mood suddenly switching again, “oh really? so is it okay that i used your credit card to buy these churros?”
he sighs in utter defeat
// KIM SUNOO !
sunoo is very observative
if you were jealous, he’d probably know right away and would make sure you’re okay
he might tease you about your pouty face a bit first though c:
he’s probably the sweetest about it even though he isn’t the jealous type himself
you and your boyfriend are walking back to the dorms after an amazing date at the amusement park
it was a chaotic day, mostly consisting of you dragging sunoo onto every ride big or small, including the roller coasters
sunoo would be screaming his dolphin ass off every time there was a drop, while you were just having a great time cackling next to him
then later, he tried to be all sappy and win you a prize from one of those rigged shooting games that was obviously a scam aimed towards dumb kids
either way, it was the thought that counted
as you were about to ask sunoo for a piggyback, being too tired from all the screaming and running around the park, a girl calls out to him from across the road
“sunoo, is that you?”
you tilt your head in confusion, looking over to see a gorgeous woman walking over to you
sunoo gasps, “jiwoo? wah, it’s been so long! this is my partner, y/n!” he introduces you, “jagi, this is my childhood friend and ex neighbour, jiwoo!”
you both politely bow in greeting, nodding to each other
and for the next ten minutes, sunoo and jiwoo spend catching up and talking about every little thing they can think of
you’re just nodding along every once in a while, but you definitely start to feel a bit needy and bored
sunoo, knowing you so well, could instantly tell that you were getting restless by your fidgeting, letting jiwoo know that he had to get going
once they’ve hugged it out and said their goodbyes, he skips over to you giddily, taking your hand in his
he sighs, “wow, i haven’t seen her in forever, i can’t believe this! turns out, she also had a crush on me! i thought it was one-sided the whole time.”
she what
he what
“you guys had crushes on each other!?” you whine
sunoo giggles, “yeah, but that was just silly childhood crushes.” he replies, kissing the tip of your nose fondly
“yeah, but that means she might still like you!”
sunoo only smirks, watching you frown curiously, “aww, you’re so cute when you’re jealous!”
“i am not jealous, where did you get that idea?!” you smack his shoulder, trying your best to maintain a stone face
he raises a brow, “you have the biggest pout right now, don’t lie to me jagi.”
he can read you like a book
“that’s it, i’m taking you back to the park so you can get scammed by those old salesmen again.”
// YANG JUNGWON !
this boy..
while he is mature in most situations, jungwon would find it hilarious
he would definitely start giggling at your jealous expressions and whining and make it worse
like hoon though, he would stop right away if he noticed you needed some genuine reassurance and offer you lots of kisses and words of affirmation
your boyfriend has come to visit you at work since he finally has a break from promotions
not that your job was very exciting, you just made bubble tea and other sweet drinks
but for some reason jungwon found it very endearing to just watch you interact with the customers while sitting in one of the booths like a proud mom
the worst part was when he took random pictures and sometimes even recorded you, your face always cutely furrowed in concentration
and every time you complained, he only started laughing, dimples appearing as he smiles in victory at his growing camera roll
luckily, today everything was running rather smoothly at the boba shop
besides jungwon changing his lock screen to you in the middle of spilling tapioca pearls everywhere
sighs
the doorbell suddenly rings as a woman walks in, you notice her staring at jungwon before ordering two regular milk teas with pearls
you were a bit confused, since she was alone
regardless, you began working on her drinks, glancing at your boyfriend who was on his phone, waiting for your break to start so he could steal you away
once you’re done making her drinks, your jaw nearly falls off when you watch her smoothly slide into jungwon’s booth across from him, offering the other boba to him, smiling
“hey, i got this for you since you looked lonely.”
you snarl, staring daggers at the woman
why did your boyfriend have to be so good looking just sitting on his phone
jungwon’s eyes widened in surprise, politely taking the other drink and nodding to her. “oh, thank you but,” he points over to you, who’s still standing behind the counter, flabbergasted, “i’m taken.”
the girl gasps, “oh, i’m sorry, i just assumed because you were— well, alone. you can keep the drink.”
she bows and apologises to you, before running out in embarrassment
you quickly walk over once she’s gone, snatching the drink out of your boyfriend’s hand and having it yourself, slurping it down angrily
he laughs uncontrollably, finding the whole situation hilarious
you shake your head, grinning slightly, “i can’t believe i just made a drink that someone used to flirt with my boyfriend. right in front of me.”
jungwon continues to laugh, “your face was so funny! i wish i could’ve recorded that!”
you giggle yourself, “at this point i need to get my name tattooed across your forehead so people back off of what’s mine.”
he only pats your head, ruffling your hair annoyingly, “don’t worry jagi, i’ll only accept boba from you~”
you whip your head to the boy, “yah! you liar, you were about to drink the one she gave you before i took it!”
he starts laughing once again, making you smile in adoration
he’s lucky he’s so cute..
// NISHIMURA RIKI !
oh no
the spawn of satan..
this man tries to make you jealous
all. the. time.
he goes out of his way to do stupid things like commenting on how a girl looks just to see your jealous pout and whines and even giggles after (before apologizing moments later)
and the thing is your boyfriend’s a whole ass hypocrite too!
whenever you even talk to one of his members for too long he gets all jealous and needy and says that you’re being stolen from him and demands your full attention
what to do with this boy..
you guys are on a arcade “date”
but this is no cute getaway where niki tries to get you the biggest teddy bear because he’s sooo in love with you
oh no
this is a war.
you and your boyfriend have been keeping tally on who can win the most games against each other (very romantic)
niki won basketball, bike racing, and one of the zombie shooter games
meanwhile you won the hunting game, piano tiles, and the giant crossy road game because niki kept jumping in front of cars
either way, it was tied and you are determined to win because the loser has to do aegyo for the other
something you both absolutely despised
you’ve been taking turns choosing the game, and now it was niki’s turn
“what game next?”
niki scans the room, pointing to something in the corner, “hammer game!”
you sigh, following him as he runs over to it like a toddler
it was simple, whoever hits the circle the hardest wins
the thing is a certain someone has been working out a bit too much and it wasn’t you
that didn’t stop you from trying though, “okay, let me show you how it’s done.” you say grinning, cracking your knuckles before picking up the hammer
“whatever you say babe.” niki replies, smirking and taking out his phone to record you
until he suddenly feels a quick tap to his shoulder
he powers off his phone again, turning around to see a pretty girl standing in front of him with a giant teddy bear
“hey, i just wanted to give you this because i thought it was cute like you!” she says, handing it over to him
meanwhile in the background you’re having a great time slamming the hammer down onto the target, completely oblivious to what's happening behind you
niki takes it, smiling, “oh, thank you.”
as he replies, you’ve turned around smiling proudly, “babe did you see th—“
your eyes turn to slits, watching the exchange before furiously stomping over
you smack his arm, making your boyfriend yelp out
then he starts laughing of course
“what the fuck is this?! i turn around for one second and girls are winning you teddy bears?” you complain, shaking him around
he continues smiling, “well i think it’s cute,” he says, showing it to you cockily, “like that girl~”
you throw the hammer down, rushing over to the prize stand as niki follows you, very amused, with his bear still in hand
“i’m going to win you the biggest, cutest teddy bear in this whole goddamn place.” you glance back at him, “and you’re throwing that out.”
in the end, you spend an hour collecting tickets for niki’s new and much better teddy bear from you, while he stood next to you giggling the whole time at your focused expression
when you got home though, he made sure to give you lots of cuddles and hugs as an apology
oh, and that teddy bear from the girl?
it mysteriously disappeared the next day when he woke up ;)
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HUGE SPOILER AHEAD!!!
Watch “TRASH FRIENDS” before reading. If you haven’t watched it and still read this, pls don’t say I didn’t warn you 🫠👍
Just watched “TRASH FRIENDS” and the thumbnail really made me think this was going to be an episode focusing on the way Mario has been treated by Smg4 and his friends (at least that’s how I see it) but I wasn’t expecting an episode about Smg3’s insecurities and fears (mostly insecurities)
I really was caught lacking because I was expecting something and I got the opposite lmao. I should be familiar with this guy’s content already and know that the only thing expected from these episodes is the unexpected xD, but anyways back to talking about the video.
In previous episodes we see that he gets a little bit of customers such as in the episode “You used to be cool” and “CEO OF RIZZ” but in this last mentioned episode he tries to advertise his café after Boopkins’s date works out in the end and so does the same in “SMG4’s NEWS.”
At first you think “Maybe he wants more than what he has” but after watching this episode you realize he’s actually struggling with his business and last weeks episode you change your view from his actions and see him as more desperate rather than greedy after watching this latest ep.
Constantly trying to get more people into his café and taking every single chance he can see to advertise no matter the place or time, like life depends on it.
And talking about chances ._.xD
(This goober losing the video to a basketball, I’m dead😭)
Smg4 comes to this guy’s café for his help to get his “Michael Jordan Endorsement Video” back because boi lost it and he wants Smg3’s help because their “FRIENDS”
Of course Smg3 saw this as a chance to advertise his café because HOLY SHIT MICHAEL JORDAD!!! A famous basketball player that anyone would want to have the chance to meet and that’s a chance that Smg3 is willing to take because it means his business would BLOW UP *someone throws them a chair*
Btw when Mario shows up to offer his help, I expected Smg4 to be more happy that he has his avatar buddy always trying to help him but instead…
Don’t get me wrong, I know they got a little weirded out about the fact that Mario is a regular around the Junkyard due to him eating at that location but still, that dialogue still sort of hurt me man qwp
But anyways back to my review of this episode and giving my acoustic povs that nobody asked for.
They arrive at the junkyard and after being there for 5 seconds, they find the legendary pokemon that goes by the name of “Michael Jordan Endorsement Video” (sorry for my weak ass jokes, I just woke up and my humor is a little broken rn)
After having the video on sight, Mario pulls a Yoshi and beats the crap out of the spaghetti plate where the video so happened to land on, in one go. Obviously, causing the other two to try and force the USB out of him but both failed as Mario did a BLJ through the trash and forcing 3 & 4 to dig through everything to find him.
Now… the part I was dying to talk about and hopefully I can let out my thoughts the proper way.
As the two spend an entire evening just digging through trash, they start a friendly conversation until Smg4 touches the Smg3’s CnB topic which causes Smg3 to get nervous and lie about everything being fine because he has something that every human being has unfortunately, ✨I N S E C U R I T I E S✨.
Which I understand because bruh, 3’s been seen as a bad copy of 4 who’s the total opposite of him for a good piece of his life, if not his ENTIRE existence and now that’s he’s going through a change in his life for the better, he’s going to face a lot of these insecurity episodes because he’s so used to being seen as the bad guy, the bad copy, The Villain. Always people seeing what 4 does and never looking what 3 does which got him into that dark path.
Is like the Sun and the Moon kind of thing. The Sun (Smg4) can shine the brightest while the moon (Smg3) is just a floating rock shining the least. I’ll bring this up again at the end of the review.
But yeah, Smg3 has insecurities and is more shown when they reach the entrance of Mario’s hiding spot.
-Part 2 🫠👍-
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pls do the sexting prompt (nsfw obv) but i cant pick which bat boy bc i wanna read it for them all so u pick :)
Also this is such a fun idea i cant wait to read them all!!
Passing Notes (Bat Boys x Reader)
BINGO: Sexting
(Okay so obviously we don’t have a phone but we can do it the old-fashioned way ;). I figured I’d do each bat boy since I couldn’t choose either so take your pick or take the lot! Also, Azriel’s took a different turn for sexting but I hope you guys like it? I didn’t want to repeat the same prompt that I did for Cass! Enjoy!)
WARNINGS: Smut
RHYSAND
You were in the library with at least three different books scattered across the table. It was late and you knew your mate was waiting for you in bed but you needed to get this done. You were so close to finding the answers you were looking for in regard to some myth, it was within your grasp so you were going to stay up until it was solved.
A small note appeared in front of you, right as you went to mark something with your pen and you smiled and shook your head.
How cruel to leave your mate alone and cold.
He was such an Illyrian baby. You almost didn’t reply, not wanting to entertain his theatrics, but you couldn’t resist teasing him.
If you are that desperate for company I’m sure Cassian wouldn’t mind joining you.
It vanished into thin air and you went back to your book, your eyes narrowing as you began scribbling until the note appeared once more. What had you started?
Cassian wouldn’t be keen on the company I wish from you, darling.
You bit down on your bottom lip and crossed your legs. He was in one of those moods and you knew you soon would be as well. The two of you had a very hard time keeping your hands to yourself and when you were working like this, your mate made it his personal mission to distract you in the best way possible.
Your pen hesitated over the paper as you wondered if you wanted to get into this with him but when you saw the image he sent down the bond of his cock in his hands, you folded quickly.
It looks like you’ve got things taken care of on your end, my Lord. What exactly would my purpose be?
A rush of heat went down to your sex as you shifted in your seat, unable to focus on what was in front of you. He took longer than normal to respond and you couldn’t help but imagine why. At this rate, you would be running to your bedroom before he could even finish his sentence.
I want to make sure you’re taken care of, Y/N. I know that ache inside you is growing, I can feel it. Let me ease it for you.
The sound of your chair scrapping backward was loud as you allowed your hands to wander underneath your pants, finding the wetness of your cunt as you slowly rubbed yourself. Two could play at this game.
It was tricky to write with one hand occupied but you managed, proud of your work as you sent the paper back as well as a sly picture of where your fingers currently were to him.
How would you ease it? I can picture many, many different ways but my favorite is with your head buried between my legs and your cock in my mouth.
Rhysand gave a harsh tug on the bond and you giggled breathlessly, knowing it was a warning to behave. You responded by sending him another image but this time it was of you riding him from earlier, your entire body on fire from how desperately you needed him.
A soft breeze swept over you as you opened your hazy eyes to find your mate looming over you, his cock standing proudly while his jaw was tight. You smirked, crooking your finger to beckon him forward. He immediately fell to his knees and lifted your legs over his shoulders, kissing the inside of your thigh as you ran a hand through his dark locks.
“Wicked woman.” He purred, giving you a smoldering look before diving head-first into your cunt. You gasped and arched into him, your tasks long forgotten as you welcomed the distraction.
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CASSIAN
“Does everyone understand what we are going to be doing?” Feyre asked while standing at the head of the table, making eye contact with the entire group. They all nodded and you were doing your best to keep up but your mate was making it increasingly hard to do.
Cassian sat beside you, his aura oozing with nonchalance as he slipped a small piece of paper to you. You frowned, trying not to roll your eyes as you opened it underneath the table like you were in school.
I know what I am going to be doing ;)
You coughed to cover up your snort, shooting him a playful glare before shaking your head. Feyre glanced at the two of you but Elain asked something that thankfully got her attention off of you.
The pen in your hand flew swiftly across the page as you wrote your response, sliding it back over to him and folding your hands in your lap.
I know where you’ll be sleeping if you do not pay attention to our High Lady, General.
He shifted in his seat, a small smirk on his lips as he wrote something down. You sighed, realizing your mistake in playing into his antics while he slid it back over to you again.
How can I pay attention when all I can think about is your hair in my hand, you gripping our headboard, and your cunt gripping my cock?
A small whine was building in the back of your throat as he turned the heat all the way to a ten. You crossed your legs and bit down on your bottom lip, the meeting losing some of its importance as you contemplated a response.
Your pussy was starting to develop a heartbeat as you reread his words over and over in your mind. He was watching you, one of his hands covering his mouth to hide his grin as he got you hook, line, and sinker. You were screwed.
Fuck you.
It wasn’t a clever comeback but he had pulled out an ace when you least expected it. He always had this effect on you, to make you speechless and melt like butter in his hands. The voices of your friends started to get fuzzy as you moved in your chair, biting back a moan at the friction.
No, princess, that’s your job.
His reply was instant and your cheeks grew hot from both frustration and lust. You didn’t want to reply to him, hoping that by ignoring the situation you could regain control, but Cassian was one step ahead of you.
One of his hands ‘innocently’ fell to your thigh, the tablecloth hiding his dark intentions as he immediately traveled up to your panties. There was already a wet spot forming and you took a huge gulp of your wine when he thrust a thick finger into you.
It was nice but not what you wanted, your sex aching to be filled with his cock. You raised your hips slightly, trying to get him to either go deeper or add more, but he kept that teasing pace. His finger curled and found your g-spot easily, rubbing it while biting his lip as your hand gripped his arm tightly.
“Y/N!” Feyre shouted, breaking you from your spell as you shot straight up and winced. All eyes were on the two of you, knowing looks and smirks from some while Azriel and Nesta looked annoyed. “Look, I know the mating bond is new-”
“I’m so sorry, Feyre, and everyone,” You blurted out, squealing when Cassian picked you up and threw you over his shoulder.
“You are so right, Feyre. I think we might go fix that situation right now so we don’t cause any more distractions. We’ll catch up tomorrow.” He called, winking at Rhys who gave him a knowing look and eye roll.
“That’s not-” She tried to argue but the two of you were already outside and in the air, his arms tight around you as you giggled loudly. You were both going to be in trouble tomorrow but for tonight you were going to enjoy each other.
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AZRIEL
The dress Mor had lent you was a scarlet red with a plunging neckline and a slit so high you were nervous that you were going to end up flashing someone. It was something you wouldn’t normally wear but with your mission at the Court of Nightmares, you had to dress the part.
You were currently seducing one of the higher court members, his ego so easily inflated that you were a little bored with how easy it was. All he wanted to do was brag about himself, his wealth, and his ties. He wasn’t particularly interesting but he was harboring a book in his room that your friends were stealing as you speak.
“I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you here before. I saw you were visiting with our High Lord. Are you a friend of his?” He asked you, his hand grazing the back of your waist.
A small shrug and some made-up story were enough for his prying to be sated, though the same couldn’t be said for his wandering hands. You masked your frown, trying to cover it with a yawn until you felt something slither around your ankle.
It was cool and firm, caressing your skin as it traveled upward while you looked down in confusion and alarm. You didn’t connect the dots until your eyes found your mate, Azriel, standing in the corner with an evil glint in his eyes.
Of course. He was jealous.
As if on cue you felt him reach out through the bond, tugging on it with frustration that had you placing a hand over your chest in surprise. The man in front of you raised an eyebrow, his lips curled over the rim of his glass.
“Are you alright? You look as if you've seen a ghost.”
“I'm fine,” You replied, sending a warning look to your mate when the man took a sip of his drink. “Just a chest pain, nothing more.”
“Well, as I was saying, my father,” The man continued on as he had been all night, not noticing you bite down on your lip as those shadows slid further up your thigh until they were teasing the outside of your underwear.
Your body flinched from the contact as you tried to control your facial reactions. Azriel was risking the whole mission with this stunt but fuck it felt good.
“Are you even listening to me?” His voice was curt as you tuned back into whatever he was blabbering about. “You know there are plenty of other females-”
“No, no, I'm so sorry.” You rushed to soothe him, grasping his upper arm just as the shadows squeezed through the fabric of your panties to rub your clit. “I think the wine might be disagreeing with me is all, I feel flushed.”
He surveyed you, taking in your heated cheeks and glazed eyes before a dark look graced his face. His nostrils flared and you realized with great horror and embarrassment that he could smell you. And he thought he was the reason.
“If you were so desperate, young lady, all you had to do was ask. I can smell you.” He whispered into your ear, suddenly too close for comfort as Azriel continued playing with your body like a violin. “Shall we go back to my room?”
Before he could even lay a finger on you your mate appeared behind you, his stature menacing as he shot daggers at the man. You subconsciously moved closer to Azriel, your body practically vibrating as you swallowed a needy whimper as he picked up the speed on your clit.
“Is there a problem here?” Azriel asked lowly, dangerously, which actually had the man taking a step back. “I couldn’t help but notice how close the two of you were getting.”
“Is that a problem for you, Illyrian?” The man sneered, going to grab your arm to pull you into him. “Your owner needs to put his leash back on you.”
A thick silence followed his comments as Azriel stepped toe to toe with him, his wings flared in a show of dominance before Rhysand stepped in to cool down the situation. He looked at you for answers but your mate started pulling you through the crowd and out the doors the minute his High Lord took over.
“Azriel, Azriel!” You whisper-shout, having to basically run to keep up with his strides. “You just ruined the whole point of tonight! I had it under control and I don’t even know if they’ve had time to-”
You gasped when he suddenly turned down a dark hallway and shoved you against the wall, a large hand over your mouth as he rutted into you. His cock was straining against his pants and when you whined underneath him, it flexed in need.
“You didn’t have it under control. You let that man touch you, to think that he was the reason you’re soaking wet under that dress.” Azriel snarled, his lips inches from yours. “I’ll be damned if I let any other man think they have claim to you. And I’m going to show you what happens when you forget that.”
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Hiiii! :D <3 I owe you another event request that I announced.. sitting at work, yet another late evening, and dreaming of some Ace goodness. So may I ask for an ice cream sundae, donut hole, oatmeal raisin cookie, affogato and toffee? With female reader? :D If possible with the one serving the ice cream sundae being the reader? I need lotssss of caramel and whipped cream to get me through the week! Thank you so much!!!! <3
i can’t believe it took me so long, i’m so so sorry, but!!! it’s finally here *sobs continuously* so sorry bb that i took forever, but i only like to give you guys quality writing (esp with ace, i love him) so forgive me pls thank u & ily 😭💛🥺️
3.3k words, fem reader, nsfw, 18+ mdni; only a tiny bit of angst (yay), fluff!!!! and smut!!! ace needs to do better, and reader isn't as slick as she thinks she is (but lbr, when is reader ever slick). friends 2 lovers (surprise, surprise i know who am i), feat. v cute things like oral (m receiving), oral (f receiving), a lil roughplay but nothing crazy, a lil dry humping, idk other stuff probably idr anymore ૮₍˶ •. • ⑅₎ა but i had fun writing even tho the fluff almost killed me but for u i persevered!
(if u see spelling/grammar errors no u didn’t <;3)
“look how we bleed from all this wanting” — ama asantewa diaka
unease is something you’re well-acquainted with — a painful, yet comforting, reminder of things that may or may not come. its slender vines wrap meticulously around each bone in your rib cage, lying in wait as your heart beats faster. it’s a pathetic, melancholic melody; a lullaby you can never escape. anxiety pours into you slowly — poisonous and haunting, tainting the lush, untamed garden that’s grown deep inside of you; one you’ve painstakingly tended to for most of your life, where your childhood dreams remain dormant, where your fears slither around in the thick vegetation ready to strike when given the chance. everything becomes fuzzy and unbearable, but you somehow manage to inhale several large gulps of air before continuing.
it’s not easy keeping secrets, but you do it anyway. for him — only for him. today’s no different, as this is one secret you’re more than happy to keep to yourself.
contrary to popular belief, ace is much more particular about certain things than he lets on. for whatever reason, he’s adamant on keeping his birthday hidden from his crew mates — something you don’t quite understand, but respect, nonetheless. he says it’s because he doesn’t want the fuss and awkward fanfare of celebrating, but you know there’s another reason — one possibly drenched in tragedy and grief, so you refrain from asking again.
instead, you decide to celebrate with him in private; you’re best friends, after all. and after a few months of prodding, he finally concedes, giving you free reign to do as you please. a man like ace isn’t simple to shop for; you stress over his birthday gift for weeks, desperately wanting to find something unique — something that no one else would think to give him. it keeps you up for several nights in a row, where torn pieces of paper with scratched out ideas litter the floor in your room. at a certain point you scream into your pillow, desperate to get all your frustrations out before going back to sift through your failed gift ideas.
you pass out in the middle of ranting to yourself about your own incompetence, and the idea comes to you in a dream. when you wake up the next morning, you’re a little nervous but you’re sure this might be the one gift he wasn’t expecting — the one gift that he’ll appreciate and possibly cherish.
the thought of that only serves to rattle the tiny box of nerves that sits in the middle of your stomach — the lid barely attached; the contents ready to spill at the next inconvenience that comes your way.
ace intentionally kept vague about what he wanted as a gift; he hates the idea of people scrambling around trying to surprise him, and instead keeps his expectations low. life, it seems, has helped him learn that lesson time and time again; it’s better, in his opinion, to snuff out any residual hope — the one that lingers behind all the disappointment that tends to follow him around — before it’s too late.
still, he’s curious to see what you’ve been working so tirelessly on. you’ve kept quiet about everything, and no matter how many times he tries to pry the answers out of you, you remain steadfast and keep the secret to yourself.
he's impressed, to say the least, and a flicker of excitement courses through him as he spends the morning of his birthday obnoxiously guessing what your surprise gift is. you wave him off, tell him to stop pestering you, but he doesn’t let up. there were times when you almost told him, but he has to hand it to you — you’re incredibly determined and stubborn.
you convince him to come off of the ship with you and explore the main town of the island your crew is visiting. he knows you’re not that interested in exploring, that you’re doing all of this to distract him; he smiles to himself in secret, away from your curious and trusting eyes, unable to come to terms with the warmth that’s taken hold of his chest, pitifully churning his insides around. if he had more sense, he’d realize it’s his nerves that have gotten the best of him; but that’s ridiculous, what would he have to be nervous about?
especially on his birthday?
while he thinks he’s being stealthy by trying to hide his emotions, you catch him several times; you don’t say much about it, instead wanting ace to fully enjoy himself unrestricted. you admire the shape of his jaw when he excitedly looks around, nearly trip when you notice how sunlight drapes itself along his freckled, light brown skin, and choke on your drink when he glances over at you. the corners of his lips quirk upward, and a small, devastating, dimpled smile crawls onto his face.
you’re rarely rendered speechless, but your inability to function properly causes you to let go of the cup in your hand — not that it matters, really. you don’t even care that the drink splashes near your sandaled feet, nor do you notice the way ace’s brows furrow together at your sudden clumsiness. a frown works its way onto his lips while you stand there stupidly, trying to remember what it is you’re supposed to be doing.
he tilts his head and briefly wonders if maybe the heat has gotten to you — you’re usually much more with it, but today you’re quieter and spaced out. when he opens his mouth to ask if you’re okay, you simply step over the fallen drink and keep walking down the street. something about your insistence on ignoring your recent faux pas makes him laugh out loud; he doesn’t mean to, but it’s just so damn funny to him.
and while you could be mad at him for the way he can’t seem to stop laughing at you, you know that the small bout of annoyance will fizzle out shortly. you can never actually stay mad at him, even if you tried — and yes, you have tried and failed several times over.
ace eventually catches up to you and that familiar teasing grin stretches lazily along his lips as he playfully grabs your arm and pulls you towards him. you steel your features as best as you can and narrow your eyes at him; the residual embarrassment from earlier lingers obnoxiously, making you stumble over your words.
or, that’s what you tell yourself, anyway.
because if he knew that it was because it’s become increasingly difficult to be around him for extended periods of time, then you’d never hear the end of it.
the problem is: ace already knows, and has known for quite some time. he never brought it up, because then you’d find a reason to keep yourself busy and stay away from him intentionally. he’s selfish and will continue to monopolize your time however way he can, especially today. you’ve never had an issue with ace touching you before, but for some reason his skin is warmer than normal — or maybe it’s because you’re still too nervous about the gift. you know that he’ll like and appreciate anything you give him, which is why you let out a soft sigh and rummage through your purse to shove a small piece of paper into his hand.
“i wanted to wait until we got back to the ship,” you say quietly, tongue suddenly much too big for your mouth; you try pulling away from him, but ace’s grip is firm, and you’re not trying that hard anyway. “but, um… happy birthday!”
he watches you curiously before glancing down at the paper in his hand; in a cute, neat script, you’ve written: birthday coupon (1 use only). and before he can ask anything unnecessary, you explain quickly, words tumbling out of your mouth in a rush.
“basically, you have my services for exactly twenty-four hours only.”
and, as ace is constantly in a state of perpetual confusion, he glances back at you to see if this is a joke or not.
“really?”
he wants to believe you, but he also knows that you’d never actually let him have his way for a day — or, would you? now he isn’t so sure.
your usual bravado leaves you faster than you can handle, so you nod a few times and finally manage to free yourself from his hold. after giving yourself a bit of space, you realize that you can think clearly now that he isn’t so close to you.
“yes,” you say lightly, hoping that he’ll buy your false confidence as legitimate. “whatever you want me to do, i’ll do. no questions asked.” you know you’re treading dangerously, but this was the best idea you could come up with. unease finds you again when ace remains quiet — a feat for him, as he’s usually boisterous and vocal about everything — but all of that doubt dissipates when a small, sly smile appears on his face as he pockets the coupon and beckons you closer.
“thanks, let’s go.”
you don’t bother asking where, because ace has already grabbed your hand and tugs you along with him. you want to tell him that he doesn’t have to hold onto your hand like that, but you decide that you deserve a bit of selfishness too. the day passes fairly quickly — you end up eating at several places with him, purchase enough sweets to put you into a sugar-induced coma, and laugh so hard you end up in tears.
he likes seeing this side of you, the part that’s carefree and full of energy; he admires how smooth and soft your skin is and thinks it’s impossibly cute that you can’t stop sneaking glances at him. you’re not as inconspicuous as you think you are, but ace doesn’t tease you about it. already he’s had you do silly things like balance on one leg like a flamingo in the middle of the shopping plaza and cartwheel as long as you can down to the pier — the latter was him testing the waters to see if you’d really do it, but you rise to the challenge and only fall over twice.
embarrassment be damned, as long as ace is happy today that’s all that matters.
when you make it back to the ship, the sun has set, bathing the ocean and sky with a pretty mixture of bright colors. you take a moment to lean against the railing to watch the sky, mesmerized by the artistry, while ace watches you and contemplates how best to proceed with you. he’s normally much better at hiding his desire and attraction, but today he’s at his limit. he doesn’t bother looking away when you feel his gaze on you; it’s always intense, having ace’s undivided attention — and while a small voice tells you that it’s dangerous to let this tension build to a frenzied state, a much bigger voice tells you to just let go and embrace whatever happens.
it's ace who grabs your arm and tugs you with him to his cabin, locking the door behind so that no one would interrupt; and it’s ace who plucks the coupon out of his pocket again, playfully waving it around as your brain scrambles as you try to guess what he’ll request next. it should alarm you that your excitement starts to build all over again when ace plops down lazily in a nearby chair, legs spread; something compels you to move closer and before you can say anything remotely foolish, ace pulls you onto his lap.
you tell yourself that it’s purely for the sake of ensuring he has a memorable birthday, but the truth won’t let you off that easily — not when you shamelessly straddle him as your skirt rides up your thighs; not when you thread your fingers through his hair and tugging on it impatiently; and not when you softly press your lips against his and mumble something along the lines of, “hurry up and ask.”
it’s refreshing seeing you take initiative like that, so ace tosses the coupon onto the floor unceremoniously before gripping your hips firmly. that warmth from earlier comes back in full force, and suddenly you’re wondering why the both of you are still dressed. he doesn’t hesitate when he runs his tongue along your lips, and you, in response, roll your hips forward and grind down hard against his stiff cock. a dangerous game, you know — you know — but you can’t help yourself; not today, anyway.
it's you who kisses him first — clumsy and rash, but after a moment, your lips move against his with more certainty; he guides you with his tongue, heat shooting up your spine, making you pliant and eager. each time he kisses you, you have to remind yourself that it’s not another dream, that it’s actually happening. and even if, after all of this, you both go back to pretending you’re just friends, you’re sure you’ll be fine.
maybe.
you don’t dwell on that thought though, and focus on the way ace keeps rubbing his hands along your thighs — slow and tortuous, the callouses on his hands rough, but welcomed on your skin. you’re panting and whining softly, the heat radiating off his body stifling, but also addicting. he’s not sure how much longer he can hold back, and you somehow get the hint when he bucks his hips against yours, your panties already damp with arousal every time your pussy rubs against his cock.
there’s a slightly dazed look in his eyes when you managed to climb off of him without your legs giving out, and it’s his own selfishness that drives him to watch you as you take off your clothes without prompting. is it adrenaline, lust, or the intoxicating effects of ace’s presence that has you in between his legs and on your knees. when he realizes what you’re about to do, he opens his mouth to tell you that it’s not necessary, but his argument dies in his mouth and fizzles out completely when you unzip his shorts and pull out his cock.
ace inhales sharply as a warm breeze slips in from the open window and tangles itself around both of you; and, although the moon hides sleepily behind a few clouds, some of its light filters through, giving you an ethereal glow as you run your tongue along the length of his cock before wrapping your lips around the tip. it’s not often that ace finds himself powerless in front of someone, but you’ve rendered him weak beyond comprehension. you suck and swirl your tongue around, dragging it along his slit and licking off the precum that leaked out.
it invigorates you — watching him through your lashes as your hands wrap around the rest of his length, twisting and pumping mercilessly, every stifled moan giving you the encouragement to keep going. you inadvertently rub your thighs together, pussy slick with your wetness, but, surprisingly, you don’t feel ashamed about it — not when you take more of ace’s cock into your mouth, relaxing your jaw and letting him have free reign for a bit. ace juts his hips forward, feeling only a tiny bit remorseful when he sees you gag, but the determined look in your eyes tells him that you refuse to back down.
when you feel like you can’t breathe, you lick down his length and massage his balls, earning a string of unintended, slightly incoherent curse words from ace under his breath. it’s a sensitive area — and, try as he might, he can’t help but moan your name out loud, his breathing growing unsteady, making you all the more delirious and obsessed. your teeth accidentally grazes his skin and he tugs on your hair more forcefully than he means to, startling you but not for the reasons it should.
his voice is low and gruff when he speaks again. “y/n… behave.” which is all he really needs to say, because while it was an accident, something forbidden swirls around your lower abdomen, making you bold and somewhat reckless. before he can say anything else, you suck on his balls, melting his resolve and small bout of annoyance.
he wants to ask if you’re trying to kill him, but he partially knows the answer to that already. goosebumps prick his skin as you look at him equal parts mischievous and full of adoration. he’s not sure why, but he likes that he’s only ever seen you look at him like that.it makes all of this that much more intense, and he knows that after tonight he can’t go back to being just friends with you.
it’d be impossible.
you take his cock back into your mouth again, bobbing up and down, his girth still a challenge, but you take it in stride anyway. and its when you suck on his sensitive tip again that ace’s restraint finally gives out; you feel him jerk underneath you, and his cum is thick and hot as it spills into your mouth. he half expects you to spit it out, and even through that post-orgasm haze, he’s amazed when you swallow it all.
with his face flushed — from the force of the orgasm, from how he can’t seem to keep his eyes off of you, especially after you lick some of his cum off of your lips — ace runs a hand through his hair before standing up and pulling you to your feet. he kisses you again, sloppy, yet domineering; your hands work on tugging the rest of his clothes off quickly, and it doesn’t take long before he has you on your back thighs clamped around his head as he devours your pussy.
nothing can compare to the high you feel right now, hips rolling forward, shamelessly tugging on his hair roughly, moaning his name louder than you mean to. anyone passing by can hear you, the walls are thin enough, but you don’t care now. his tongue glides along your slit, your arousal spilling onto his tongue before he flicks it against your clit.
something about the way he’s handling you — as if you’re able to take whatever aggression he tosses your way, especially when he slides his fingers inside of your pussy, finger-fucking and enjoying how you’re falling apart underneath him — makes you that much more reactive to him. and when he sucks on your clit — merciless, just like you were being with him a short while ago — you don’t hold back.
your cries are music to his ears, and he knows he should tell you to keep it down, but he also likes how loud you’re being. almost as if he wants other people to hear that he’s the one making you writhe around on his bed like that. the orgasm is sudden, brutal, and life changing; a blinding light practically incapacitating you, momentarily robbing you of your vision. your chest heaves as you try to gather your thoughts; a lightheaded feeling takes over, making you shiver, your sweet whining only makes him want to keep torturing you with his tongue.
but he refrains, for now.
after pulling back, you both look at each other for a moment before you pull him down for another kiss — this one tender, sweet, and slow. ace lets himself fall further under your spell, not wanting to ask if you complied with his selfish whims because you wanted to or because of his birthday coupon. and if he did ask, you know, deep down, that you’d tell him it’s very obviously the former — that it wasn’t only his selfish whim, that you were equally to blame for letting things escalate like this. not that it matters much right now, since all you can think about, is how you don’t plan on leaving his bed for the rest of the night. and how you know you’ll be plenty sore once he’s done with you later on.
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just watched Seungmin + Jungsu live (my biases omg 😭😭) and I am so unwell for them both it’s unreal. It’s 1 am and I’m thinking the thoughts…
I have a few so bear with me…. cuckholding Jungsu !! him having a fantasy of watching another man fuck you and of course what better man than Seungmin? so there he sits in a chair in the corner of your shared bedroom, watching another man fuck you from behind; your eyes are on Jungsu of course, pleading and watery. Jungsu is just clutching the armrests, resisting the urge to touch himself to the sight, biting his inner cheek and lip till it draws blood <//3 (but of course he’ll show Seungmin how it’s really done)
also! both boys crushing on you hard but you can’t seem to pick </3 they’re both so pretty and perfect and sweet to you. it’s too hard. so they both decide what better way for you to decide than having them both fuck your brains out <3? Taking turns putting you in any position they want, against the wall, at the edge of the bed, on the desk table… all the while fighting for your answer. doing everything in their power to get your love first. eventually they both are too impatient to wait their turn, opting instead to lean you against both of them and have their way with you, touching each part of your body while all you can do is mumble their names in a whine!!!!!
and lastly :3 roommate Seungmin who has the fattest most obvious crush on you + he’s a bit of a pervvvvvvvv. stealing your panties, catching glances of your cleavage or the shape of your ass each time you walk!!! but most importantly listening to you and your boyfriend Jungsu fuck whenever he’s over. hearing the bed creek and your little gasps and moans; wondering if he would be able to fuck you better— draw out sounds he hasn’t heard yet. but all he can do it palm his cock pathetically while he listens to you and Jungsu through the thin walls <//3
IM SO UNWELL FOR THEM SO SORRY FOR JUST BOMBARDING YOU WITH THOUGHTS. ANSWER WHENEVER U FEEL <3 Also I hope you’re doing well <3 make sure you’re drinking water and taking care of yourself pls
this is making me CRAZY… in the best way possible 🥲 dee, don’t ever worry that you’re bombarding me w/ thoughts i always have the best time reading them, your 🧠 is just so beautiful 🤌🏼 take care as well, lovely <33 when i receive more than one thought at once i love combining them together and this is what imma do again let me lose my mind completely
i’m imagining bf!jungsu who has such a high sex drive, but how can he not when he’s dating the most gorgeous and hot girl he’s ever laid his eyes on? he’s constantly being touchy with you no matter where you are, showing everyone who you belong to; marking his territory if you will. if another man is staring at you at a party he always finds out, and locks lips with yours, kissing you until you’re out of breath. he’s utterly madly in love with you, and since he knows the effects you can have on people it doesn’t take him long to catch on to the feelings your roommate!seungmin has about you. every time he comes over to the apartment you share with him he notices the way he shamelessly eye fucks you; the way his smile sits different on his face in comparison to the way it does when he talks to other girls at parties. he wants you. so jungsu always makes sure he gives you the most intense orgasms, one after another, that have you crying out loud while seungmin has no other choice but to listen from the other room. he overstimulates you to the point you cannot mutter anything else except his name, but after a while jungsu cannot help but wonder what would seungmin’s name sound like from your lips; what would it be if your roommate gets a chance to have his way with you after all. he found your panties in his bedroom once, so he must be really desperate to feel you… while seungmin jerks off to you and your boyfriend fucking almost every night, you’re totally oblivious of the new fantasy that’s been forming in jungsu’s mind - to watch you spread out for another guy. he says he won’t intervene, but the moment you cum from seungmin’s cock he forgets his words and flips you over. he has to remind you how much better your boyfriend feels like ~
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Hi pls can u write dark!11th doc x reader in which u learned no one will help u escape from doc when u seek help from jack torchwood or unit? They r willing to let doc keep u as long as earth under doc protection. What will u do? How desperate u r to escape him n how far ur willing to go to be free? Thanks in advance.
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Of course anon! I have a weakness for dark!doctor, especially dark!11.
Hope you like the fic!
Title: Can't Escape
Warnings: dark fic, kidnapping, coercion
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“Please Kate,” you said desperately, “Please. You’ve got to help me.”
Kate took a deep breath and leant back in her chair. She looked at your tear stained face and pushed the cup of tea that was in front of you closer to you. You looked at the mug and shut your eyes and more tears poured down your face.
“How did you get here?” asked Kate
You clasped the warm mug with shaking hands and took a sip. You closed your eyes and the hot liquid briefly calmed your nerves. When you opened your eyes Kate was giving you a sympathetic look.
“TARDIS landed in London,” you muttered, “Needed a rest I think. Managed to slip out then.”
“Oh y/n, if you wanted to see earth again all you had to do was ask. You know I’d do anything for you.”
Your breath hitched as strong hands grasped your shoulders. You tried to stand but the Doctor forced you back into the chair. He plucked the mug from your loosening grip and said,
“Careful now, don’t want hot tea spilled everywhere. I’m sure Kate doesn’t want to clear up another one of your messes.”
You tried to make eye contact with Kate but she pointedly looked away. You could feel your freedom slipping away with every passing second. How did the Doctor manage to find you so quickly? Kate couldn’t have-
‘Don’t fret, love,’ the Doctor’s voice echoed through your mind, ‘You’re forgetting- I know everything about you.’
The Doctor rubbed small circles against your shoulders and you had to resist the urge to lean back against him. Previously you would’ve found this relaxing but not with the man who was so clearly not the Doctor.
‘I’m still the same man,’ the Doctor’s voice practically purred, ‘I can show you if you’d like.’
You jumped you’re your feet at the image the Doctor cast into your mind, your face suddenly hot.
‘Eager.’ The Doctor’s voice laughed
The Doctor snaked an arm around your waist and pulled your roughly towards him. You tried your best not to cringe at the contact as he pressed a kiss against the side of your head. Kate was still looking away.
“It was good seeing you again Kate,” the Doctor said cheerfully, “Maybe next time I’ll pop in to see your father.”
“I’m sure he’ll be very interested to see the man you’ve become.” Kate said quietly
The Doctor’s grip tightened for a fraction of a second and you said weakly,
“Kate-“
Kate glanced up at the sound of your voice. She glanced down at the Doctor’s grip on you before looking back at you.
“I’ll… I’ll see you around.” You finished
All Kate could do was nod as the Doctor swiftly led you out of the room. Just before the door swung shut behind him he gave Kate one last look and grinned at her and winked before the door shut behind him.
Kate didn’t know how long she remained in her seat, looking at the door where you and the Doctor had disappeared to. She looked up sharply when it opened again and Osgood appeared. She pursed her lips and looked over her shoulder as Kate said,
“Don’t give me that look.”
“What look?”
“You know damn well what I mean,” she said, “If there was any other way don’t you think I’d take it?”
“But is letting him take y/n worth it?”
“We don’t have a choice,” Kate said, “If y/n leaves the Doctor then the earth will be unprotected.”
“He said that?”
“More or less. I don’t like it any more than you do but what choice do we have?”
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can I pls request a fic where reader is on her period and already in a bad mood so when sunghoon comes home from practice early saying his stomach hurts too & that he’s sick she thinks he’s just poking fun at her and doesn’t take him seriously but later on when they go to the convenience store together cus she needs to buy pads she realizes that he’s actually rlly unwell and feels bad and takes care of him.
Sure! Here it is!
Also, can I call u 🧡anonnie? Bcs u requested for enha… If u want another emoji, tell me!
(photo isn’t Mine!)
You groan as you shift uncomfortably in your spot on the couch. Your period had started early and it hurt so much worse than normal. Usually, you would be used to it, having periods for the past god knows how many years, but this time, it felt like you were being stabbed in multiple places, your abdomen, your legs and your head.
You were desperately waiting for your boyfriend sunghoon to get home from dance practice with the rest of the members so that he could go to the store with you.
The second you hear the door click open, you call out sunghoon’s name just to find him groaning in pain on his way in. He was clutching his stomach as he held on to the tv stand. You, now starting to think he’s mocking you and making fun of you, due to the fact that your abdomen felt like it was getting stabbed by the sharpest knife on the whole entire planet. Back to what you think is him mocking you, you let out a scoff and say, “well, you can stop making fun of the fact that im in pain right now, you know…”
“What? Baby, what makes you think that im mocking you, and that im actually not in pain right now?” Sunghoon replies, still clutching his stomach. “Well, I don’t know but from the way that you’re having a ‘stomach ache’ right now, when I just started my period today, is a bit suspicious to me.” you reply, irritated. thanks so much, dumb mood swings!
“Well, do you need me to get you anything from the store?”, Sunghoon asks, definitely worried about you. “Well, i was gonna go to the store and buy some pads so, if you want to join me, then come along.” you reply, just wanting your cramps to go away for once today.
(at the store)
You walk down the snack aisle with Sunghoon next to you, or at least you thought he was next to you. You stop for a second and realise that he wasn’t next to you anymore. You look behind to see that he was standing a fee feet behind you and once again clutching his stomach.
‘Oh, maybe he wasn’t joking.’ You thought as you hurriedly walked up to him and asked him, “baby, what’s wrong? I’m so sorry that I thought you were making fun of me, it was very horrible of me to think that. But what happened?” “um, you didn’t let me tell you but I didn’t eat anything the entire day because of practice and I didn’t even realise that I hadn’t eaten at all, so I realised that I hadn’t only when my stomach started to hurt like hell.” he says, a bit slowly due to the fact that he was shutting his eyes in pain.
“Hoonie, baby, oh my gosh I feel so bad now. Come on, let me take you home and give you something to eat and a painkiller to stop your stomach ache, okay?” You say sweetly, much more different from your demeanour about a half hour ago.
You get him to lie down the second that you get home, giving him his food in bed, a bowl of rice and some kimchi. After he devoured his food, he slowly started to doze off, and you, noticing that, turn off the lights, and get him covered up in a blanket, before lying down next to him, getting into his blanket and letting him fall into your embrace…
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hello 🖤 I will also be going through your posts to try and answer my questions myself… but because asks are open I thought I’d send it in as well just in case you have ideas on it.
I’m going to list 4 placements but of course ignore one or more of them if it’s not relevant or you don’t have ideas related to it… Virgo Sun, Scorpio Moon, Libra Venus, Gemini Mars.
Questions- So I am about to turn 30, but have never dated before in my life let alone had sex with anyone. I want to meet another woman and start a relationship but I barely know where to look or how to start and honestly I’m such a particular person it just seems unlikely. I know I can be happy (and sexually pretty active and physically fulfilled) alone, so that is good. I’m not distressed by this too much. But it surprises me how much this has stumped me. Do I even know who I want to be with? Where will someone like her be? Do I know how to be attractive to who I am attracted to, or keep up with a relationship long term? Is there anyone who would fully agree with having our relationship be private/secret but also dedicated and monogamous? Should I give up on that?
Those questions may be to diffuse to answer. If you don’t want to approach that but maybe want to answer a question, my second one is more concrete. Basically I am about to become the leader of something I am apart of. What likely mistakes to avoid?
If you don’t answer that’s fine. Thank you
Heya 🤗
I'm not an expert on leadership skills..but uh..i can offer u some tips I know .
1. Always consult with your team if you're taking any major decisions which will affect them too.
2. Don't show favouritism among ur team members however much you're close to certain people there.
3. Show your team that you understand and know them.
4. If u come under the fire be prepared to take the brunt. At that time u can't point hands. That's not the situation for it.
Now that that's over moving on to the more important part,
Didn't want this to go public but since it's anon we've to work with that. See...love all of your worries in the first part are... normal and natural worries. Social anxiety or anxiety about life if u will. Maybe you are overwhelmed rn. Astrology, sometimes doesn't hold answers to all of our worries and I'm saying this as an astrologer. Like ..there are sometimes when life is shitty and it's not always related to planets and retrogrades. You go through stuff you don't deserve. In your case, these questions u just asked me are the ones you've to be asking yourself darling. Reflect on yourself. Yes you say you're happy and content with being alone, but if u were really happy about that u wouldn't have worried about it right ? Sit down and think. Why do i miss out chances on relationships. There are no mistakes, in terms of why you're single. I'm not asking u to see where you're going wrong cause you aren't. U just haven't found the person who'll embrace u whole I'll say.
TO ALL THE ASTROLOGERS ,
when people like anon come to u with life issues pls don't try to relate that to astrology. Don't make it their escape. If they need life advice give them that. However much we know. People are desperate. They wanna know why the things that they're going through are going a certain way. It's unhealthy for us and them to make it All about astrology. It's time we acknowledge that not all things is astrology, especially life issues like this, and that not always will we find an answer to shitty stuff in astrology. Pls let us stop encouraging the idea that if they're going through some shitty times, it's solution can be found in astrology. This makes them codependent on astrology and they always look to it to find answers that won't be there in the charts but in themselves.
The answer to why you're single won't be in the planets love. It's in you. You can't look at placements and figure out why that is. Sure there may be some planetary influence like Saturn or some asteroid delaying things but that is not an excuse for you to just make that the reason why you're single uk. Nothing in astrology is concrete. All planets do are just give us the blueprint and we choose how to move based on that.
Ik this could be a controversial take. If anyone has any questions..or clarifications or Just about anything..just DM me.
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im ready for this angst train let go
“I’m sleeping. I’m sleeping.” The boy says urgently and clutches the covers more tightly.
rafael is so me-coded i used to do this all the time but im the worst actor ever lmaooooo
Alec leans closer and sits in Magnus's lap, both his legs on either side of him. He grabs Magnus's face gently and kisses his nose.
my fav aesthetic, so domestic. can u imagine all that long limbs trying to fit in tho? alec my tallest smol bby
He strokes Magnus's cheeks softly, letting him get away with whatever he’s hiding and replies. “And what happened in this dream where I’m 70% less attractive. Are we still married?”
“Sadly. Apparently it's the heart I was in for.” Magnus rests his head against Alec's chest and focuses on his heartbeat.
alec's costume for halloween gonna be his ratty sweater + acid green socks + a board with 80% less attractive carved on it cuz it gonna be most scary for magnus
Max tilts his head upwards at Alec and pouts again. Alec kisses his head and peers at magnus. “Magnus, you weren't here yesterday morning. You were in LA.”
ominous music start playing in the background
Alec grins and drags Magnus to the bathroom where Alec thoroughly clears his brain of any secondary thoughts other than his amazing mouth on him.
now this, remind me of several fic ideas in draft, not gonna state which one though
“I know. But it’s revenge for all the weird heterosexual things I had to witness back in the day.” Alec's grin can be heard through the phone.
alec be the pettiest bitch in the planet and i will still support him i support alec rights i support alec wrong
“Alec, Alec, Alec, please stop. Stop dying on me.” Magnus begs as he lays his head on Alec's chest.
hello 911 this sentence right here
im gagging over all the time magnus fail to save alec like its getting bad for me but i love this trope idk idk sue me idc
He spends the entire day on the beach where Alec and he got married and only came back to Jace’s call, screaming and crying. He runs to his husband and mutters apologies over apologies in his ears.
why do i love this type of angst so much, like regret and desperation mixing together in a perfect miserable bowl
Magnus doesn't find out who it is before the night ends. Every single one of them fails at protecting Alec and Magnus screams loud enough to flood the entire city of New York.
Before the city can drown, Magnus wakes up again with Alec peppering kisses across his face.
this sentence *chef kiss*
He closes his eyes and puts one step inside, ignoring the loud “Magnus, no,” from behind.
cant believe magnus making this dumbass move is totally in character for him actually
Max lets out an ugly chuckle. “I’m not weak like you, Bapak.”
now i dont know about you but if i say this to my parent hell gonna break loose doesn't matter how much mistakes my parent made they gonna sweep the floor with my ass
He can get power and maybe his family back. Magnus can have the life he deserves back. Shadow world can go to hell for Magnus cares.
i dont give a fvck magnus in a bit problematic era is valid and i support him
“The butterflies are supposed to be Blue.” Magnus looks at his hands and they have turned almost black now with anger but he doesn’t care who he destroys today.
smart and feral magnus is the most sexy magnus, carved this into the accord @ alec lightwood-bane
Magnus snaps his fingers and a dagger appears in his hand. He pushes the sword in Alec's hands forcefully. “How about you try it Alec? Plunge the sword into me and kill me” He screams.
mister this is a mcdonald drive through pls staph STAPH
“I wish I had never fucking met you, Alexander. That you never knocked on my door that night.” Magnus exhales. “Every single one of my nightmare is related to you. I wouldn't be in all this pain if not for you.”
this is pain but all i can think about is alec's mind yelling the entire chorus of antihero after he heard magnus said this. god's timing always right. now, shrek forever after!au when magnus's magic accidentally reacts to his outburst and re-set the timeline to when alec never met magnus. someone writes this
He wants to turn the shadowhunter into a toad.
“I will drown you in a pool of ducks.”
“Shut up.” Jace says even though he looks scared at the prospect.
the only brother in law that matter
“I thought you’d freak out if you wake up in our room again. So when I woke up this morning, I got you here.” Alec explains.
very virgo of him to do so
“You said a bad word yesterday, daddy.” Max explains.
they gonna have a cuss jar in the near feature arent they
Alec follows through on his promise this time.
but he wont be able to 70 years from now on- JK HAHA thats my alter ego talking love is fine love is great love is infinite i love love
great work as always your magnus angst always magnificent
Thank you. Thank you. My Magnus angst is the reason I can get through life.
I love how your thoughts go from A to Q in 0.06 seconds. It’s like watching a genius work in real time.
This fic was so fun to write because it was absolutely unhinged. I got to write soft Magnus, Magnus in his unhinged era, angry Magnus, sad, desperate Magnus. It’s like Magnus x10000.
Also yes, Alec making himself small in Magnus’s lap is such a soft aesthetic🥺
me getting 7 more fic ideas only from your reactions alone lol.
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POOKIE I BEG OF U MAKE AN AYATO FANFIC PLS 🥺🥺🙏🙏
𐙚 working hours
⟡ Ayato tries to work, but to his dis(pleasure) you’re home today
— pairing : kamisato ayato x afab!reader
— warnings : NSFW; choking; cockwarming; creampie; reader is needy and Ayato is a meanie
— a/n : 🫡🫡🫡 a bit short cuz I wrote this today, I hope it’s good
Ayato was a busy man, most of the time engrossed in his work, lost in thought as he scribbled away on a stack of papers. Wrist tired from working so hard, with the intention of always keeping documents signed and well delivered before the deadline, so that there would be no room for any weakness to be seen, maintaining order on the Kamisato clan.
You, on the other hand, worried about Ayato. He barely had time for you, and when you traveled, that didn't stop him from getting involved in more work outside of home, you just wanted him to take a break every now and then and look at you.
It seemed a little selfish, but you knew it wasn’t just for your sake — despite focusing more on having his presence more constantly — but for his well-being too.
He however was finding it hard to ignore you now. You kept teasing him, poking him playfully and trying to get his attention at all costs. But regardless of your efforts, he still remained focused on his work.
Frustrated by the lack of response, you decided to take matters into your own hands. You straddled him from behind, pressing your breasts against his back as you began to playfully nibble on his earlobe. This served to further distract him from his tasks at hand. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to concentrate until you got what you wanted, you tried to escalate things, and that leads us to your current situation: Ayato's girthy cock filling your pussy to the brim as he continued his activities. Pen in hands and impeccable handwriting, not even shaking and returning to scratching the paper. This happened right after he let out a heavy sigh and turned to you with a serious look, done with your teasings as he pulled you onto his lap. “Now you’re going to wait until I’m done, okay honey?” While his cock slid effortlessly into your wet pussy, making you gasp in delight as you felt yourself being filled with his thickness. However, everything ends up being a sweet dream in your mind, a dream in which you thought he would make you cum several times on his dick and finally give you attention, being replaced by reality where Ayato held you steady, a mere punishment of cockwarming him as he signed countless papers on the table, making sure that you couldn't move to take advantage of his length for your own pleasure or escape from his grasp.
Your heart raced, and your thoughts swirled as you tried to process the conflicting emotions coursing through your veins. On one hand, you were aroused beyond belief, the thought of how big his dick felt inside you made you self conscious. On the other, you were frustrated by your inability to voice your needs or request anything from him. A long silence filled the room, only the wet sounds coming from your intimacies together could be heard. Your walls couldn't stop the spasms around his cock, and you occasionally let out small moans in his ear, desperate for some kind of friction.
The minutes passed, and your body jolted in place when you heard his pen hitting the table, lifting your head to look when you felt his hands running through your body, one to give your ass a good squeeze while the other hand pulled you closer to him, easily slipping his cock deeper inside you.
He stopped writing!! :0
Your moans were silenced in a frenzied kiss, tongues dancing in harmony. Slowly, his fingers traced down your neck, making you shiver and arch your back, offering yourself fully to him.
“Hm~ you waited for so long, didn’t you? I can feel it when your greedy hole clenches around my cock” you nod, eyes already full of tears and clit throbbing with need. “Do you want me to fill you with my cum?” You nod with your head again, and his thumb brushes lightly over your wet face, wiping away a tear that flowed down your cheek.
With a devious grin, he wraps his strong hands around your throat, pulling your head back slightly as he leaned in to capture your full lips with his own. His cock, already hardened inside of you, began to move with slow, deliberate strokes.
“Didn’t I tell you to wait? Are you that desperate for some cock that you can’t wait, my love? What a whore…” As he choked you softly, you moaned in pleasure, your legs wrapping around him in response to his harsh words, which only contributed in making you more horny. His hands tightened around your throat, slowly constricting your windpipe. You gasped for breath, eyes widened in shock and strangely, arousal. Your heart raced as he continued, his cock moving in and out of your pussy, tip hitting very close to your cervix.
Without warning, Ayato released his hold on your neck and grabbed your wrists, pinning them above your head. This unexpected move left you vulnerable and exposed, letting you even more susceptible to his advances. He sloppily slides the papers to the corner of the table, throwing you on top of it instead. “Now I’m going to fill your pussy with cum for what you did, is that okay with you?” You moan in response, even if he’s not going to hear what you have to say anyway. Pussy dripping with excitement as he held you even tighter, his body on top of you, his breath quickened almost as much as yours, and his dick was now hitting deep inside you at a much harder and faster pace than before. Your whole body moved along with the fragile table, and your thighs were pushed against your breasts while he marked you with several hickies all over your collarbone.
“Cum for me now, baby~ mmpfh..” He brings one hand down to stimulate your clit while thrusting into you. “I’m going to cum really deep and you won’t… h-haa you won’t let a drop go to waste, will you?” You know that you would be without his attention again for a long time, and you should take advantage of it “ahh- yes yes yes, I'm not going to mmm~” you squirt around his cock and he smiles mischievously, not stopping the abuse of your still sensitive walls.
You felt dizzy, body numb and whimpering as you realized another orgasm was coming, and it came at the same time as his, thick spurts of his cum filling your womb while your tight hole milked his cock dry. His hips didn't stop moving until he deposited all of his pleasure inside you, low moans escaping your throat and fading as your bodies cooled down.
You may have received one punishment, but you would do it again to be punished again and again, no matter how much worse he is to your body. He can use you to relieve stress as many times as he wants, you will always be grateful for his attention. ♡
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ate brunch ✔, did a workout ✔ , showered✔ , got my snacks ready ✔ , time to catch up and watch the british GP!
(all the details i know from what i’ve seen online is who’s on the podium and that there was a safety car involved)
- interesting that george is starting on the softs
- i wish the mclaren chrome cars had less papaya on them; they basically look the same as before when viewing them from the front
- thank god there’s no br*d p*tt in the formation lap like ppl were saying earlier 🙄
- omg lando is leading!!!!
- no lewis losing multiple places!!!
- oscar did such a good job to keep up
- yesss lewis gaining back a place already, alonso is next!!!
- oh drs is gonna be enabled soon, i’m sure max will pass lando soon then. he already has a less than a second between them
- inch arresting that mclaren is still able to keep up with max 👀 what r they cooking
- easy pass by max, what did i say
- lol at the commentator saying he was surprised that george didn’t complain about charles only for the radio broadcast to show george complaining
- yessss lewis got past alonso, carlos next!
- nyck once again crashing into ppl 😬 luckily nothing major. i don’t particularly care for him but i do have sympathy for his situation and desperate people drive desperately
- charles let’s keep george behind u as long as possible pls
- oh nooooo este retiring!!!! what happened? engine failure?
- r the drops on the visor sweat or rain george?
- oh finally something happening... charles pitting?? ferrari fucking up or no? (probably, because it’s ferrari)
- ah, the commentators are saying charles can’t find much pace in the hards and mercs can do an overcut on charles now so ferrari did indeed fuck up then
- ouch the commentators saying the alfas are not performing well 😔 what i would give for valtteri and guanyu to have a better car
- carlos pitting... let’s see how it goes. hard tires? interesting choice but ig they can’t go on the softs
- george pitting now. oof a slower pit stop, mercs need to work on that
- i like charles a lot better than george but george did a good job to pass him. gonna give him credit where it’s due, he’s a very good driver.
- oh kmag’s car is on fire. and there’s the safety car i heard about!
- hm ferrari pitting charles again...and nearly hitting alex in the pitlane smh 🤦♀️
- not a terrible pitstop for lewis but slow compared to mclaren
- random but i just remembered that the protestors were threatening to come onto the track for silverstone, i’m glad that they haven’t so far (and probably won’t since i haven’t heard anything about it)
- oop george getting mad about lewis getting ahead. tbh i thought his reaction would’ve been more extreme given the reaction he’s gotten online about it lol but i think one little swear word is fine. also like the commentator said, it’s just how the luck went 🤷♀️
- alas i already know the podium order so i know lewis doesn’t get ahead of lando in the end 😔 at least i’m not going to get my hopes up. i say that yet part of me is still holding my breath that he somehow does it as i’m watching the restart and first few corners
- god lewis was so close to passing lando!!! such good racing with both of them. if only the mercedes had better straight line speed, if only they had a better car
- i missed it, did lance not give pierre the place back when he went off track?
- alex passing carlos!!!!!!!! way to go!!!!! alex has been having such a good weekend, i’m so happy and proud of him. and now somehow charles is ahead of carlos now too 🤭
- oof carlos driving desperate now. he’s lucky he didn’t crash into the back of pierre before he passed him.
- as i say that pierre ends up retiring 🤦♀️ contact with lance? i wish they had showed what happened. nvm, as i say that, they show the replay lol.
- love the commentators hyping up alex and saying he deserves the points this weekend 😌😌 and lewis as well! i used to just watch the international feed but i’m really liking the f1 tv feed so far
- miss flo is the flag waver!!!!
overall thoughts: mclaren did a very good job to hold on, both lando and oscar had really impressive drives today! lando deserves driver of the day. but also i think people have underestimated oscar and if he continues this form and improves, people should be worried. always happy and proud to see lewis on the podium, especially when it was unexpected. not to mention it’s his home race! hearing the crowd cheering for him in the post-interview and on the podium is so heartwarming and deserved. i just wish that mercs had a better car lol but don’t we all. very happy and proud of alex as well, what a good weekend on his home race as well. i feel like it was one of the more entertaining races of the year even though there were a couple of lulls, so i’m gonna rate it 8/10.
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Wishlist:
Gimme that ride or die friendship where the greeting to each other is “die” and the natural response is, “naw, u first”; the one where they get into bar fights bc one or both of them are absolute dipshits and if one of them starts something, u know ur obligated no-thoughts-head-empty-style in getting in there urself no matter how stupid it is. It’s always open season to bully tf outta each other. They’re tired as all hell of the other, but who else is gonna have the ol’ slugger’s back? Lowkey, highkey(?), it’s the sort of, “aw, for fuck’s sake, i’m probably gonna die with your stinking corpse next to me u stupid bastard.” (For the modern verse and deadlock, possibly for the period western verse too i sppose??)
i am always looking for discussions on the nature of religio.n with this character, whether your muse has religious trauma or sincerely practices faith; let me come into ur inbox with that "are you praying again? How raw are your knees"
Adrenaline mistaken for love; ["love is when you’re wrestling for control of the gun and there’s only one bullet left. love is when you grab the knife theyre swinging at you by the blade and look into their eyes and laugh. love is when someone is so obsessed with you they have to kill you."]
Hateships, but we will have to discuss this; Cole doesn't harbor hate for long. He'll dislike you, disagree with you, but can remain cordial. I've yet to knuckle into what he can't swallow. He's less raw and vulnerable at the age of 37-39, so saddling into this will mean either working out histories or writing with a younger variant.
Frenemies is p fun.
Bounty character? meets bounty hunter. They bitch at each other.
And in the reverse: somebody coming after his ridiculously priced bounty, lord help him.
Bounty rivalry?! Bickering over who gets the cash and losing the bastard in the midst of it. Having to work together to get said asshole back.
Escort, recon, undercover or guard mission, hello 👋
Im always down for blackwatch era ocs? Gang era ocs? Hell yea, hell yea.
Kiddo cole is so fckin funny to me, if u want to deal w this pissy punk of a teenager, pls, god, let me know. No weird shit tho, i beg.
the nikk.i la.uda to his jam.es hunt,,,,
Roadtrip threads
Threads where he’s still in prison. Modern, Period, or an AU where he never accepted BW.
i need more threads of cole acting as or during when he was a gang enforcer (modern)
3 Godfathers/Tokyo Godfathers plot for Modern or Western (and i suppose it can work for Post-Apocalypse or OVW between either him as a runaway or him post-BW). The idea is that the muses find an abandoned child and take up the mantel of trying to take care of it while trying to find their parent. The important part of this is that there is a certain level of underqualification to the muses that results in a sort of chaos. I'm not looking for domestic, fluffy end game for this; the bulk would be on exploring nonconventional guardianship. Trying to do the right thing despite being seemingly built for everything but. The original short story involves the trio all dying by the time they deliver the child to the safe harbor of a town.
Not so much an active wishlist but a possible dynamic for modern: The first responder who found him beneath the farm equipment when he lost his arm, or the physical therapist that helped to fit him with a prosthetic.
Dynamics and threads in which he is still in prison for Modern would be interesting, whether your character is also an inmate, a worker of volunteer, or somebody who is dealing with this man making a getaway.
character specific:
pls,,, if u have a cassidy, lmk, let’s have them fight -- pls, i am so desperate to see them kick each other’s asses
would like to explore further ak.ande’s attempt to suggest talon was an option; hell, it’d be an interesting conversation to be had with other characters as well.
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I fucking love mlb!harry and ceo!harry
Ur so talented
Erm i had an idea (pls feel free to ignore, i know u hv a busy schedule and life outside of tumblr) but what if mlb!harry played badly in a game (or less than how he expected he wld perform) and y/n makes him feel better
Or
Ceo!harry loses an important deal and y/n makes him feel better
CRAMP
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warnings: smut; 18 +
YN knew it wasn’t going to be a fun time when Harry came home that night.
All four babies were fast asleep in their respective rooms and she was lounging on the couch, some cooking show on after she watched her husband play a rough game on ESPN.
He got hit with a fastball to his calf during the second inning and after that, his performance went downhill and he couldn’t get back on track.
He threw three homeruns and only made a few mediocre hits, trying to ignore the shooting pain in his lower leg.
In a typical Harry move, he refused to do the end of game handshakes with the opposing team and stormed off the field.
An interviewer chasing after him to ask him a question and Harry give her a dirty look before muttering, “Get away from me. I’m not answerin’ any questions,” before he disappears down the stairs.
YN knew just the thing that will cheer him up.
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Harry trecks into the house with heavy feet and tense shoulders, his eyes are tired and frustrated as he drops his duffle on the ground carelessly.
“Hi,” YN murmurs when he steps into the living room, she was all curled up in a fluffy blanket with a surprise underneath.
“Hi,” He says back blandly, the frown unmoving from his face - almost like a pouty little kid.
“Can you come rub m’back?” She asks, feeling herself dampen a little bit with the excitement of what’s to come.
Harry scoffs, obviously in a sour mood, “I just finished a game, walked in the door, and tha’s the first thing I get is a demand?”
“Okay? And I just dealt with all four of your babies all day today. Ezra refused to be put down for more than five minutes straight,” She tries to bite down the smile, she shouldn’t find it funny when her husband’s bent out of shape.
That makes him melt a bit though, voice soften minutely, “Were the babies good today?”
“I’ll tell you about it after you rub my back.”
Harry grumbles, kicking off his trainers with a irritated edge, and heavy-footed as he makes his way to the couch.
“Take off the blanket and move on y’belly then,” He mutters, eyes boring into hers without reflecting the amusement that she has - if he was in a better mood he would have helped her along.
When she slips off the blanket and quickly moves on her stomach, burying her face in her arms when she hears him sucks in a breath.
“Wha’ are y’naked?” Harry demands, obviously trying to stay irritated because he deserved it for having such a shitty game.
YN makes sure her voice sounds airy and coy, “Just got hot is all.”
“S’fuckin’ freezin’ in here,” He rebukes but sits on the side of the couch with only a little room on the edge - his large hand coming to massage at her back muscles.
“Mmm,” She agrees noncommittally, feeling Harry’s hand wander curiously, further down her back to the lower curve before her bum.
“Y’trying to cheer m’up with sex,” Harry accuses, bent out of shape because he just wants to sulk in his poor performance but also he has the most beautiful woman in the world in front of him - bare and wet for him.
“I didn’t offer sex,” YN smirks, her husband falls into her to tricks every fucking time, no matter how much of bad mood he’s in.
Harry’s voice gets lower, more dangerous and gravely, “No? Just flashin’ y’ass at me for fun now? Decided for absolutely no reason to be waiting for m’to come home naked?”
“No reason at all,” She agrees, excitement building when his gentle massage turns rougher, hands kneading a little deeper into her muscles.
He shakes his head, eyes glued onto her backside where her cheeks are round and hiding what he really wants to see, “So if I dip m’fingers down between y’pretty thighs, your cunt won’t be soaking f’me?”
Harry’s skin prickles when his wife lets out a feathery, delicate moan at his words, he’s desperately trying to hold onto all of his negative feelings but he’s struggling because of the beauty that’s squirmy underneath him.
“Dry as the Sahara.”
It makes Harry finally break a little, letting out a belly laugh, and smacking her bum hard enough to make her squeak in delight.
His fingers travel down between her puffy folds, slipping into the heavenly heat of her where she is soaking his fingers.
In a filthy move, he pulls them back up and rubs them on his wife’s lips, “If y’not wet than what’s on y’lips, darlin’?”
Harry’s cock twitches when she lets out a quiet whine, pink tongue tracing her bottom lip before she laps at her husband’s thick fingers.
“Fuck,” He grunts, pressing down on her tongue,“Y’gonna let m’hit it from behind?”
When she can speak, she shakes her head, “No, want it on m’back.”
“Spoiled thing,” He murmurs, giving her one more smack before helping her flip back over, “Supposed t’be all about me, not you.”
YN’s eyes are sparkling, hand coming to tug lightly at his locks and pull him down into a kiss, her other hand wriggling his shorts down.
“All I had to do was take m’clothes off, didn’t even have to ask for it,” She giggles sweetly, teasingly, “Doesn’t matter what mood you’re in, always want to give it to me.”
“Best I’ve ever had, mama,” Harry replies against her lips, mumbled a bit as she grips him and leads him right to where she needs him most.
“Only one you ever had, only one you ever will have,” YN remarks confidently before throwing her head back when he bottoms out.
“Y’so fuckin’ hot when you’re possessive. You already know y’own me, darling. I bought you this big ole’ house, got four of m’babies sleepin’ upstairs, and got y’under me every night. I’m fucking yours. I have been since we met.”
“Harder, H,” She demands, nails digging into his strong shoulders as he fucks into her at a steady pace.
“Be quiet, let m’do it how I want,” He chides, keeping a slow but hard rhythm as he ducks down the suck at the hard peaks of her breasts before grazing them with his teeth.
“Do it how I want,” YN moans with an arrogant tone, it just drops with how confident she is that her husband is whipped for her. (He is).
But he’s already in a less than great mood so it has him flipping her, putting her onto all four as he wants, and slamming back in.
“We’re gonna do it ‘ow I want it,” He grunts in her ear, his hand gripping her cheek roughly enough to dimple and his other wrapping in her messy hair, “Y’absolutely soakin’ me, pet.”
“Oooh, fuck!” YN hisses but it doesn’t sound like a normal moan from her - Harry knows every sound his wife is able to make.
“Mama? Y’alright?” Harry checks, slowing down but not completely losing momentum as he loosens his grip on her hair.
“Cramp, I’m cramping. Want it on m’back,” YN whines, trying to shake out her leg and Harry obliges, helping her back down to their original position.
Again, Harry isn’t stupid.
As soon as she is back where she’s moaning lowly and with an airy hitch as she goes to pinch at one of her nipples.
“Y’such a spoiled brat,” Harry shakes his head in disbelief, “Y’didnt have a leg cramp, y’just wanted to be a pillow princess.”
“Lies,” YN giggles, eyes bright and happy as she peers up at her husband who is looking down a her like she hung the fucking moon and stars.
No one would ever be able to convince him that she didn’t.
“M’the one who had the shit day. I’ve just spoiled you so fuckin’ rotten tha’ y’just a desperate slut,” He laughs meanly but it sends a full body zip of electricity through his wife and he knows it.
“Harry,” She chokes out, gripping his biceps hard.
“Hands to yourself,” He snaps, taking her hands and pinning them above her head with just one of his hands.
The other comes down and lands a smack right on her puffy folds, once..twice…three times before YN is coming on him.
“Easy f’me,” Harry hums with satisfaction, leaning down to kiss her moans quiet as he fucks in hard a handful on times before he’s filling her up, “There y’go, hm? Marking y’up as mine, all full of me.”
“Yeah, baby,” YN agrees dazed, dated as he comes to a halt as he softens and pulls out - wiping her down with his shirt as she whines, “Sensitive.”
“M’sorry, mama,” Her husband apologizes, trying to be careful around her nerves.
After, they lay on the couch - talking about their day until Briar’s monitor lights up from the side table with high pitched cries.
“Mama, mama, daddy,” The thirteen month old sobs as she sits up in her crib - unable to find her binky in the dark.
“I’ll go get the bub,” Harry offers, sitting up and tugging his briefs and shorts back on.
“Okay, she missed you a lot today. I’m going to go shower.”
-
When Harry steps into the room, Briar is looking expectantly at the door and her eyes widen when she spots her father.
“Daddy, dadada,” She babbles happily, standing up to clutch the railing of her crib with anticipation.
“Oh, there’s m’lil mama. Hi darling,” Harry coos softly, gathering her up into his arms and taking a step over to the rocking chair.
He pops her pacifier back between her lips and she looks up at him with heavy-lids, it doesn’t take long before her blinks get longer until her eyes shut close.
Harry doesn’t know what he did to deserve such an amazing life but he was sure fucking grateful.
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