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gojisaurus · 4 months
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and then he made how do you sleep
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onejellyfishplease · 3 months
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I want to see what happens.
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m3gahet · 5 months
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Thinkin about characters who believe they're unlovable and have built an uncaring and heartless persona to protect themselves falling in love and in horror realizing "You're going to ruin me"
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httpseiki · 11 months
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Hello hello! First time requesting! Can I get prompt 68 from fluff and 29 from smut where reader and Han are besties and one night they get together for movie night and find out they have feelings for each other? I love your fluffy smuts the most you are one of my favorite writers! No rush at all but I’m excited to see what you come up with 😍
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building forts and confessions.
han jisung x fem!bsf!reader
note: hi lovely!! glad to be ur first request page(?)!!! and yes, fluffy smut is my fav genre too, I have like 15 drafts with soft dom lino, aaanywayyy, hope you'll enjoy this heheheheee. and I might also make a part two to this one, who knooowssss :)))
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ the prompts!!
29. "don’t tempt me"
68. “Let’s build a fort!”
tw: afab!reader, NSFW content, ftl obvi🙄, mentions of alcohol and drinking, pining, teasing, slight nipple play(?), oral sex, slight fingering, orgasm denial. might make a part 2 out of this, who knows:))
song choice: cupid - fifty fifty
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"I made us popcorn!!" han announces, running from the kitchen.
you smiled at his childish behaviour, telling him to be careful not to drop them. he sits back on the couch next to you and places the bowl in your lap.
"ugh, this month's session was terrible!" you groan, placing your feet on the small coffee table.
"and you're the one talking," he leans after the remote. "I had to finish a whole fucking mixtape in less than two weeks!"
you giggle at his exasperated facial expression. you exhale a breath you didn't know you were holding when the corner of his lips turned upwards. there is it, the smile that has your stomach turning upside down.
"sucks to be you, I guess, " you stuff your mouth with popcorn.
han scoffs, turning on TV to search for something to watch.
"oh, there's this movie that was released yesterday," he says. "I wanted us to watch it in premiere, but we went to that party."
you hum, waiting for him to finish the struggle of writing the name of the japanese movie. jisung has a thing for watching things in premiere. three days ago, when you told him about the party your classmate was throwing, he got a bit upset at the idea of not being the first people to see it.
the party was lit, though. you danced all night, it was exactly what you needed. the alcohol ran through the air as everyone got more than drunk. you did get tired of the crowd faster than your friends, so you opted to sit on the balcony, next to jisung, who was just as drained of energy.
the moonlight was shining on your faces as you talked about nonsense. that was the moment you realised just how dear he was to you. that you actually like him more than you expected to. your heartbeat suddenly went up to the thought that jisung was probably not seeing you more than just his best friend.
you hid your heartache until now, but being next to him since last night was terribly tensionate.if that's a real word. you sigh, not focusing on the movie at all.
"what's bothering you?" his voice was soft, yet tot you, it felt like sirens roaring through the night.
"nothing... "
he nods and turns his head back to the tv. you liked how he never pressured you onto telling him anything.
his hair was so soft, though. not that you touched it, but it looked so nice to run your hand through... and his round glasses atop of his nose. the way his eyes gleamed...
you tilt your head, how could someone be so endearing?
"okay," han turns towards you, "you're not interested in the movie, aren't you?"
"oh, no. no, no, no- I mean, yes. yes, of course I am, I-"
you stop your blabbering when he starts laughing, a stupid smirk drawn on his face.
"am I that attractive to you?"
"what?" your eyes widen.
"you're literally scanning me inch by inch, " he runs a hand through his perfect locks.
"dont bring your high school self out," you sigh, folding your arms.
he knows what he's doing. he wants to get you flustered, that's why he's laughing again. this seems incredibly funny to him. how your cheeks were bright pink and shining. how your leg was bouncing. it was all funny to him.
"fine, I'll stop, I'll stop," han adds, manspreading closer to you. "but just say you're not that interested in the movie."
....
nothing.
"── ? cmon, I was just jokiiiiing" he whines.
nothing.
again.
"sweetcheeks, why are you like this???" he coos when pinching your face.
he gasps when you push his hand off of your face, contemplating whatovr to do next.
"oh, I know what will get you to speak," his expression lights up. "let's build a fort!!"
the happy look he was displaying was slowly falling while awaiting your response. jisung felt like hours, even decades, were passing by, as he watched your eyes settle upon him,
"ok, fine," you finally give in.
he sits up, jumping and clapping. then you get to work. you go to his bedroom to bring more pillows as he demolishes the couch.
"there you go," he finally sits down, "isn't it so cozy?"
"yeh, a bit crowded but yeah," you both giggle.
the fort didn't end up especially spaceous. you were sitting on your knees, facing jisung who did the same, legs touching.
"so, did you know that frogs drink water through their skin?"
"what the hell, jisung?" you burst into a fit of laughter.
"yeah, I'm not joking!!!" he protests.
"I'm sorry, they what?"
"drink water through their skin!"
the seriousness he displayed only amused you more, body throwing itself on him, the sudden movements shook the fort.
"and they eat through it too??"
"no, I'm ju-"
you stopped breathing. oh, he was so close. a pillow behind you was threatening to fall, so han leaned in towards you to catch it. his face was just centimeters away from you, noses touching. his eyes were fixated on your lips, and you smiled,
"you really want to kiss me, huh?"
it was your turn to get him back for the teasing of earlier.
"don't tempt me."
heat was rushing up, as his words betrayed himself, since he attached his lips to yours immediately. it was so sudden, a yelp left you. you couldn't complain though, he was so good at kissing.
it didn't take long for you to sync, arms wrapping themselves around his neck, deepening.
"j-jisung, I... " you say breathlessly.
he hums.
"you, what?" he grabs your chin when you look away, embarrased.
"I don't know..." you avoid telling him.
"you do, spit it out."
how you hated how he always pressured you to tell him. you were pathetic to think he would return the feelings. and you didn't want to ruin your whole friendship, even if he just kissed you, it didn't mean nothing, you guess,
"plus, how do you tell your best friend you're in love with them?"
"... just like that," han whispers.
your blood turned cold, you just thought out loud. your instinct was to apologise, but you were cut off by him kissing you again.
this time, it was more heated, tongues colliding. your fingers got tangled in his hair, and it was soft. you pulled at his locks, earning a whine from him.
jisung went down to your neck, placing wet kisses down to your collarbones. you tried your best to keep in your moans, small sounds escaping every time he sucked too harshly at certain spots.
his hands played with the hem of your hoodie, tips of his fingers tracing the goosebumps of your hot skin. not long after, he took it off, revealing your bare chest.
"oh my god, you're driving me crazy," jisung chuckles.
you fall on your back when his hot mouth attached itself to your nipple, sucking and flicking his tongue over it. his thumb toyed with the other one, moans spilling out of you.
"sung..."
"too far?" he raises his head to look at your face.
"no, continue, pleaseee... " you push his head back to your skin.
jisung obeys, biting on your sensitive buds. at this point, your pajama shorts were probably leaking with your own arousal. as if he read your mind, he cupped your pussy. you whine, needing more. his fingers rubbed your clit, air hitching in your lungs. he was already bringing you to see stars.
"can I, sweetheart?" han asks for consent before taking the further step.
"yeah, sure, " you agree, "just..."
his glance never searched for yourd this quickly ever. what did he do wrong?
"i-it's my first time doing something like this... "
jisung smiles, placing a kiss in your forehead. he promised to be gentle.
his fingers pushed down the soft material of your shorts, revealing your soaked cunt. the cold air of midnight hit you hard, making you squeeze your thighs. his palms parted them, thumb rubbing at your skin. you watched as he lowered himself, positioning himself between your legs.
"jisung~" you moan at the feeling of his tongue on your clit.
han swirled it around your folds, slurping the mess you left on yourself.
han growls when you push his face deeper, one hand grabbing your hips to stabilise you, while the other traced the outline of your nub, before entering two fingers inside your desperate hole.
"shit, you feel so tight~" he sighs.
he starts moving his wrist faster. your eyes were fixed on his furrowed brows and how they complement his face so well.
"how does it feel, lovely?"
"s'good, " you answer between pants, "don't stop, please."
jisung hummed, suddenly going knuckles deep. you almost scream when his pace also picked up. a warm knot felt heavy inside you, and as if feeling it as well, han stopped every ministration,
"sorry, babes, " he apologizes while getting up to undress himself, "you're only gonna be coming over my cock."
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drawingwiffmoochi · 1 year
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Y’all seemed to REALLY like my dumb cheese comic
here eat up
I’m a fellow puppet degenerate grr-
also I made a Welcome Home oc-
her name is Patty Pastry
she’s sweeter than a cup of sugar and she’s just-
the sweetest resident in all of the neighborhood.
don’t be afraid to go to her for anything.
or of her in general.
Also I found partycoffins human Wally and Barn as Pokémon trainers so she’s getting the same treatment.
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laninasinamor · 8 months
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imagine how difficult it must be to live with the fact you discovered and support the 🤎 most attractive ship with undeniable chemistry and they happen to be POC which makes it even more awesome 😔✊🏾
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share and like if you’re struggling too 😔
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aurnadri · 1 year
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No more gustholomule isn’t canon fake news
GUSTHOLOMULE IS CANON
Remember the season 4 episode centered around Gus and Mattholomule ⁉️⁉️⁉️
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lingque · 1 year
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Pov:you walk in on dazai puting on hos tumbler socks
Y/n:dazai is this the dumb shit you spent my money on!?*trying not to laugh*
Dazai:listen i know i look hot as fuck right now but i think you should mead your fucking busynes
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dipplinduo · 3 days
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This is how i interpret ID Dipplinshipping
Kieran: You’re fucking ugly
Juliana: :(
Kieran: … in a good way
Juliana: ???
HAHAHA OKAY BUT THIS IS MY FAVORITE FORM OF THEIR DYNAMIC IN A NUTSHELL xDD
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Hi there I love your work! Can you write a snippet where the villian saves the hero from drowning and in that moment seeing them helpless, they fall in love ♡
Write whenever you can, I'm sure your super busy with other asks...
It burnt.
Which was ironic considering the circumstances. Drowning was the complete opposite of burning.
But it did. It burnt. The hero’s throat burnt and as soon as they found a ground to stand on, their body betrayed them and they collapsed.
The hero could barely hold themselves up.
And then it just happened. They retched until they had to vomit. All of the water they had inhaled suddenly left their body with one painful push. It was poison, etching their insides, hurting them, consuming them. The hero preferred drowning over this.
Which was ironic, too. Water, arguably the source of life itself had almost taken the hero’s.
The hero felt the tears in their eyes, they felt how everything punched against them. How the universe or god or their own actions or whatever the fuck had led them to this moment had failed them miserably. How they wanted to go home and cuddle with their cat.
They hadn’t expected to be pushed down into the water by five henchmen. What startled them though was that the villain had saved them.
“Hey,” the villain’s voice was soft. It never had been like that. “Take your time, okay?”
They put their hand on the hero’s back whereas their other hand held the hero’s shoulder up. They made sure the hero wasn’t going to crash down into the concrete again.
“I don’t know why they did that. It was no order…” The hero couldn’t see for a split second. They were too overwhelmed to do anything. Even listening to their nemesis hurt. “No one told them to do that.”
A connection of villains had been working underground together for months now. Almost everyone the hero had ever fought was working together, building a team of criminals. Their nemesis was one of them.
The hero was the only who had figured it. But how the fuck were they supposed to stop them? How? The hero was useless. They’d been captured and tortured for two weeks now.
They couldn’t contact anyone. No one knew where they were. No one would rescue them. That wasn’t new for them. It was obvious since day one of their capture that they’d have to be really fucking creative to get out of this.
Enemies surrounded them. Everywhere. There was nowhere else to go.
“I’m so sorry,” the villain said. They rubbed over the hero’s back slowly. “I’m so fucking sorry.”
And that somehow broke them. It completely shattered the hero’s little heart. The smallest piece of kindness in such a hostile environment, a place in which everyone and everything wanted them dead, was so much more dangerous than all the villains combined.
Because it gave them hope. And the hero couldn’t afford that right now.
They started weeping.
“Hey, it’s alright. You’re okay,” the villain said. It was obvious that they weren’t used to comforting people. Their tone betrayed them. They were desperate.
But they crouched down onto the hero’s height.
“I’m so sorry. Please look at me.” The hero couldn’t. They were crying so hard that everything was blurry. “Please…”
The villain went silent and they didn’t push the hero further.
But they hugged them gently, stroking their hair and letting them cry into their shoulder.
As the hero had calmed down, the villain somehow managed to smuggle them into their room and let them sleep in their bed. They didn’t leave them until the hero was fast asleep.
The hero never found out what had happened to the henchmen, though.
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whumpwillow · 2 years
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but sir, I’m just a mild-mannered librarian, of course I don’t torture characters for fun!*
*this is a lie
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fluffyr0cky · 4 months
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*dances*
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ivymarquis · 8 months
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If you see this you have to add 2 more sentences to your wip right now.
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beverage2287 · 1 year
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I think pocky day is over but idc
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daddyn3xus · 5 months
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Uh uh. When I have my crop, it isn't Skull. It's Sir. Now, on your knees~
-💀
GDJJSHF TF YOU MEAN 'UH UH"
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pareido1ias-7 · 1 year
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i just love byler so much. i cant take it. "it was a seven" "im the only one who cares about will" "crazy together, right?" "yeah. crazy together" "are you hurting again?" "its a trap!" "will, you cant leave, its raining" "i guess i did. i really did." "what if you want to join another party?" "not possible." "wills been painting a lot. i think it is for a girl." "you've been rolling your eyes and moping all day" "its hawkins, its not the same without you." "looks like its gonna be up to us again." "it always is, isnt it?" "sometimes its just hard to open up like that. to say how you really feel." "and i know it sort of on the nose but.. you're the heart. and without a heart we'd all fall apart." "yeah?" "yeah." "we will. we will."
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