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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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WAIT BUT THIS— reader’s on remus’ lap and they’re casually making out. suddenly, reader tries to make remus suck on her fingers to which he surprisingly agreed to. but then she retracts them wet with remus’ saliva and shoves them in her panties… remus’ just there watching reader finger herself with his saliva as her lube

remus is high, mind hazy and body tingling in delight as your body rests atop his, soft flesh melding into each other. your eyes are stained a slight pink and you look focused, scanning his face.

you silently bring your fingers to his lips, tugging his bottom lip down with your index, middle, and ring fingers, searching for some sort of reaction. you push your fingers inside and his brows furrow faintly but he allows it, curious.

twirling your fingers around the wet cavern, your lips part. you press down on his tongue and he recoils, unconsciously sucking lightly. you release a shaky breath, pupils dilating. remus he sucks again, coating your fingers with a messy layer of saliva. you shift on his thighs, grazing his hardening cock.

a string of spit connects his bottom lip to your shining fingers. you stare at it, slowly sliding your gaze up to his eyes. you circle your fingers, breaking the bond in half. it falls to remus’ chin and he darts his tongue out, collecting it.

remus watches you lift your skirt, exposing your panties. he looks from the wet spot to your eyes, giving you a little smirk. you don’t react, instead you slip your soaked fingers under the waistband of your panties, sighing contently as you begin to rub slow circles onto your clit.

he feels himself harden some more, watching as you pick up your pace and your head falls backwards, mouth agape and eyes closed tight. your thighs tense and relax, and your chest heaves. breathy moans and whines bubble up your throat and pop in his ears, the effects sliding down to cock that begins to leak. he hold your hips, leaning forward to lazily kiss your neck. you lean into his touch, moving your fingers with increasing fervor.

he itches to touch you, replace your pathetic movements but he refrains, loving the look of bliss and frustration that stares back at him when you finally open your eyes. your brows furrow and your thighs tense, a prolonged whine gets caught in your throat abruptly as you begin to convulse in pleasure. you fight to keep your eyes open as you rub yourself through your orgasm, looking at him lustfully. his cock aches.

you collapse forward, sloppily aiming to kiss his lips but you miss completely, slobbering all over his jaw. he captures your lips, kissing your passionately as you relax into him.

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swoulist · 6 months

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— 𝙍𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙍𝘿 , Ethan x fem! reader

Summary: Ethan is stunned yet joyful with the new fuzzy friend you brought into your apartment ♡

Warnings: None! Just pure fluff

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You were excited to say the least. You had been dating Ethan for about 10 months already. Which meant you decided to share a dorm room with him. For the anniversary of your 10 months, you decided to get him a gift you hoped he would like.

Ethan<3:

“Hi babe! Would you mind going into the room for a second? I have a surprise for you.”

“A surprise? for me?”

“Yeah silly, are you in the room already?”

“Yup, I’m excited to see what it is!”

“I hope you like : )”

“If it’s from you, I’ll like it either way”

You always appreciated how much affection and care Ethan showed you. If you needed something from the store? You would stay in the dorm and he’ll go get it, no questions asked. If you were having cramps, he’ll massage your stomach with warm water. He gets you flowers regularly, and when you ask what was the occasion he’ll just tell you that you deserved to have everything he could possibly get you. You exhaled deeply, the small cage that was covered with a blanket still in your hand. You grabbed your keys and unlocked the door. You placed the cage down and locked the door again. Ethan wanted to peek so badly. He was always so impatient for everything, especially if it was gifts. But he really wanted to be surprised and contain his excitement for you, so he stayed put. You took the tiny orange kitten out of the cage. She was still fast asleep in your arms, which you found adorable. You didn’t wish to wake her up, so you didn’t. You knocked on the door of the room and called to Ethan. “Come out, Ethan! Just close your eyes though!” He jumped from the bed excitedly and closed his eyes before opening the door. “Oh I’m so excited!” He grinned nervously. You felt your heart could melt with how happy he looked already. You grabbed his hand and placed it on the kitten’s head gently. “Can you feel what it is?” You asked teasingly.

You could tell his face was shocked and he already knew it had to be an animal. “You can open your eyes now” He let out a gasp and a long awe. “Oh my gosh, it’s so cute! Is it a girl or a boy?!” You could tell he wanted to pick her up, so you passed the sleeping kitten into his arms. “She’s a girl, E. Its almost been a year that we’ve been dating now and I wanted to get you something that could be unforgettable.” You smiled warmly and it looked he was about to be putty in the next 5 seconds. He pulled you into a tight hug and kissed you. “Oh my God, thank you so much baby” You giggled at his words. A small meow came from under his arms. You both looked down at the same time. He laughed and kissed the kitten’s head. “What are we gonna name her?!”

“Whatever you want, E. She’s mainly yours.”

“Really?! Thank you so so much babe. But, how were you able to get her? I didn’t know we were allowed to have pets?”

“Luckily our college allows it.” His eyes sparked with delight. “That’s great! I’m so happy right now, we have a kitten!” He couldn’t stop talking, it was how cheery he was. “What do you want to name her?” He went into thought for a good 10 seconds. “What about..Nova?”

“I love it.”

“Me too.”

You both giggle as he pressed a kiss to your cheek.

#ethan landry x you #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry #jack champion #ethan landry fluff #short drabble #scream vi #no warnings

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moonys-wrld · 4 months

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Bedtime Stories

Fandom: Marauders

Pairing: James Potter x gn!Gryffindor!Reader

genre/trope: friends-ish to lovers, mostly mutual pining

Warnings/Tags: no major warnings. pure fluff, all comfort. mentions of reader having soft hands.

Summary: you and James have been crushing on each other for some time. after reading together at the end of a long week, you fall asleep cuddling in bed.

After a week of tests and studying you are just about ready to collapse into bed and sleep forever. Thankfully it's Friday and you can sleep in tomorrow if you so choose.

You lie in bed, waiting for sleep to overtake you, but it never comes. You're too anxious about the test results, which don't come until Monday evening, so you decide to go down to the common room to read by the fire until you're able to sleep.

You walk downstairs into the warm and cozy environment that is the Gryffindor common room and James Potter instantly catches your eye. He's sitting on the couch closest to the fireplace, staring into the flames. You notice a faraway look in his eyes and decide to carefully approach him.

Silently, as to not disturb the comfortable peace of the room, you sit next to him. The feeling of the couch shifting under you jolts him back to reality and he quickly looks over to you.

You smile at him as a greeting before asking, "Why are you awake so late, James? are you okay?" It comes out in a soft whisper.

He glances over at you; his expression softens at the sight of you. "Just couldn't sleep," he replies, rubbing his eyes. He looks exhausted, dark rings are under his eyes, and his hair is disheveled. He's not his cheerful, bouncy self. "Wasn't expecting to see you here though, you having trouble sleeping too?"

"Yeah, came out to find a book to read to fill the time. got any recommendations?" you ask looking at him with soft eyes and a sleepy smile. You can't help but think about how pretty he looks, messy curls and all.

He smiles at you, a hint of warmth in his eyes. There's something about James when he's tired that makes him... cuter? you've always thought he was the cutest boy in Gryffindor, but now, here in the common room, next to the fire, it just feels so much more intimate.

"Uh..." he pauses, his forehead creasing in thought. "I maybe know a book you could read. An adventure novel with a bit of romance, action, and mystery. I've been meaning to read it as well, Remus recommended it."

"Will you read it to me then?" you asks him softly, you can feel your face heating up just being this close to him. If anyone asks, you'd blame it on the fire.

His face heats up as well, tinging his handsome features with a pinky-red hue. How could he say no to you? He's already falling for you, and he's so obvious about his feelings that all of his friends know, as do yours, and probably all of Gryffindor as well. The only one who doesn't know, is you.

With a sheepish smile and soft eyes, he nods in agreement. "Sure, I can do that. The book is in my dorm." He stands up from the couch, extending a hand to help you up.

You take his offered hand and continue holding onto it while walking to his dorm. Looking down to hide the smile you just can't seem to get rid of, you lean slightly closer to whisper, "Are you sure we won't wake the boys up? I don't wish to get on their bad side."

His soft eyes are amused by the concern you show for his friends, as well as the shy smile on your face. He can't help but find you cute.

"No, they won't wake up, they're deep asleep. I promise." He smiles, your hand in his feels so precious. Your hands are soft, and delicate inside his rough, calloused, Quidditch playing ones. His smile grows, and you have to stop yourself from swooning even more.

You reach his dorm room. "Ready to read?"

"You mean listen to you read? of course!" you say softly with a laugh and a hint of excitement. Finally looking up at him after staring at the floor the whole walk, you notice he's looking directly at you causing your face to heat you more, you're practically on fire as he opens the door to his shared dorm with the other 3/4th of the marauders.

"Heh, you're right," he chuckles. "I'm an amazing reader, so you'll definitely enjoy it," he says with a cocky tone. With that, he pulls the curtain around his bed out of the way for you. He's not quite sure why he's so nervous, I mean you're just reading, right? This doesn't for sure mean you like him back, right?

He finds a copy of the book he was referring to on Remus' bedside table and smiles at you. "Ready to start, then?"

You smile up at him before practically throwing yourself onto his bed and pulling him down with you. "Okay, now read to me pretty boy," you whisper, trying not to wake the other boys.

Your unexpected compliment catches him off guard, but he's not about to complain. The position you've put yourselves in is perfect for him as well. His arns wrap around you, one arm around your back and the other holding the book, as you lay on top of him, pressing yourself against his chest, all with the curtains closed to not wake anyone. The feeling of being so physically close to each other is almost too good to be true.

"Alright," he replies softly, and opens the book to chapter one. "Are you comfortable?"

Laying on his chest, you can hear his rapid heartbeat but choose to ignore it and how it causes your own speed up as well. "Yeah, I'm super comfortable Jamie."

The nickname makes his heart soar. He's tempted to just toss the book and wrap his arms around you and pull you closer. You are everything he's ever dreamed of in a partner, and now, well... here you are.

"Then I can begin?" he asks softly, and glances at you as if he's expecting your permission.

"of course. please start," you reply softly, pulling a blanket around the both of you for some more warmth.

He smiles, looking down at you before staring. "Alright," he says softly and starts reading the book from the beginning. His voice is gentle and soothing, a hint of intimacy in the way he speaks. And while he's reading, he can't help but feel and think about how natural your body feels pressed against him. He wants you to be comfortable, but he also wants you to be closer.

You start feeling sleepy listening to his voice, the soothing and gentleness of his voice has you falling asleep after only 5 minutes of him reading. Subconsciously, you pull yourself further into his embrace in your sleep, wrapping yourself around him more.

James notices your movements and the way you're burying yourself into him. It's something he enjoys deeply. You're pressed against him, the warmth of your body seeping into his skin. And as your sleep grows deeper, your breathing becomes slower and more even. A smile spreads across his face as he realizes you've fallen asleep. It's so... domestic.

He wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer, and continues reading, keeping his voice soft. It was cute how you would nuzzle closer to him while sleeping.

After 30 minutes when he knows you're good and asleep, James stops reading and decides to go to sleep as well, but not before double-checking that you're comfortable. The two of you sleep peacefully like this for a few hours before morning eventually arrives.

By the time you wake up the next morning, the sun is shining through the windows and seeping into the curtains around the bed. Not wanting to wake James, you don't move around too much other than to reposition yourself slightly so that you can look up at his face, smiling at the peaceful look upon it.

You're content in his arms, and with the warmth of your bodies pressed together, the early morning rays of sunlight, and the look of innocence on his face, it all gives you such a peaceful feeling.

You're not entirely sure you want to wake him. You could stay like this for a while, his arms surrounding you, his face so close to yours. You've never felt so safe and at peace before.

Smiling up at him, you feel him shift under you, stirring awake. once his eyes open, your smile widens before saying "Good morning, Jamsie."

He finds himself looking at you, a beautiful person laying in his arms and smiling at him. His heart skips a beat.

"Morning," he replies softly. You know, you're the first one to ever call him "Jamsie", and he kind of likes it. He smiles at you, stroking a gentle strand of hair off of your face.

"Can we stay like this forever?" you ask laying your head back down on him, "you're quite warm and comfy," you add with a small giggle.

A soft chuckle escapes him at your words, a hint of amusement and adoration tinging his voice. He was aware of how warm and comfortable you thought he was, he felt the same way.

"Yeah," he replies softly, "I'm fine with that." He soothingly strokes his fingers softly down your shoulders and back while looking down at your face. He was in heaven right now, and he'd never wanted anything more in life than to remain here with you forever.

~ The end! I might do a pt. 2 where the rest of the marauders wake up and find them cuddling but im not sure yet.

ALSO this is my first ever fic posted and english isn't my first language so feedback is welcomed and appreciated!!

#james potter #james potter x reader #james potter x gn!reader #james potter fic #james potter one shot #james potter fluff #comfort no hurt #tooth rotting fluff #no warnings #safe fluff #marauders fluff #marauders era #the marauders #the marauders era #elio writes

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yunggoblin · 6 months

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hi!! i’ve never done one of these before but i was wondering if you could write a fluff fic with loki or tom, you pick🙊

where he and gn!reader are slow dancing to Seasons by wave to earth, a beautiful, tender moment between them. you can pick the setting! pls tag me if you end up writing this <3

thank you :3

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x GN!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Slow Dancing, Tom being sweet

A/N: Hi! @tessasaurusworld so, I just want to thank you for being the FIRST EVER to request something to me! I normally don't do this (just because no one has asked really) but I'm willing to give it a go! Okay, fair warning I've never wrote a fanfic about a GN!Reader but I'm willing to give it a try! So in advance I apologize if it's not the greatest but I love to write and fulfil anyone's request! I hope you enjoy! (If there are any pointers you'd like to give I'd love to hear them!)

The soft melody of Seasons by Wave to Earth played through the speakers in the living room, the song playing through out your apartment. You were cleaning the place up but needed music to do so, get you moving, energized and keep you in the mood to clean.

Then this song came on, one of your favorites to slow dance with your partner with. Tom was sitting on the sofa when he looked up after hearing the first note of the song, he instantly knew. Pulling you close to his figure he hummed softly while you laughed. "I love this song." You sighed into his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face against him. He smelt of lavender, oak and coffee a perfect smell of the outdoors during fall time.

"I love you, Y/N." Tom whispered softly, his chin resting upon your head a you both swayed side to side around the living room. Your heart flutter when hearing him, you could never get enough of that English accent of his.

"I love you too." You mumbled against the cotton of his soft shirt. You didn't want the song to end so you held Tom tight and became comfortable in his touch. Forgetting about the dishes, the dirty laundry and anything else that was on your chores list, you fell even more deeper in love with Tom as you both slow danced with each other in the middle of the living room. "I love you so much." You repeated but in a softer tone than before.

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chaosjedimasterk · 1 year

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Bad Batch with ill Reader Head-cannon

I finally caught a cold this season so since I’m laying around just trying to kick it I have some head cannons about how the bad batch would treat you while you were sick

No warnings just fluff. Only gross thing is a human just having a cold.

Gender neutral reader

Hunter:

~ he would know you’re getting sick before you do because he just pays close attention to you. You’ve been sneezing more and are looking a tad more tired than usual

~ you’d refuse to admit you’re sick and try to keep helping around the Maurader and he would have NO TIME for that

~ he would march you straight to his bunk, tuck you in with every possible blanket he could find and make sure you had water, medicine, and tissues and anything else you needed

~ he’d make everyone get off the ship so you could sleep in peace and quiet

~ as a bonus I really feel like Hunter would be the only one of the bad batch who would learn how to cook and would make a mean soup that he claims could cure any illness

“Here drink this - it’s a recipe I came up with - careful it’s extra spicy it helps clear your sinuses right up!”

Wrecker:

~ He would be trying to goof around with you like normal and you’re trying to play back but you’re too tired and too achy he immediately picks you up, tossed you over his shoulder and brings you to bed

~ he wouldn’t be worried about getting sick and would lend you one of the few civvie shirts he has laying around so you could be extra comfy and he would snuggle in bed with you

~ I feel like he would switch into super tender mode and he would run hot like a furnace and keep you toasty warm

~ if you couldn’t sleep he’d find really easy games for you two to play together on Tech’s data pad he secretly stole

“Don’t worry sweetheart I ain’t goin nowhere you just rest okay?”

Tech:

~ would be similar to hunter in that he also notices you starting to get sick well before you would admit it- mainly because he has your patterns and routines memorized and you slept in 30 minutes too long past your normal sleeping in time

~ you would try to help him with repairs or mods on the ship and he would simply tisk at you and turn you right back around and watch to make sure you actually got into bed

~ would immediately start looking up your symptoms on the holonet to see if he could find the best remedies even after you protest that it just needs to run its course

~ so worried that he tries ever old wives tale remedy on you even after you tell him your own tricks

“My dear you simply cannot work in this state. Back to bed it is for you, you will not be able to recover properly without adequate rest and fluids!”

Echo:

~ he remembers Kix’s tricks from when the 501st had a bad cold rip through the unit. It 100% looks like a mystery drink and the look you give him when he hands it to you is one of absolute suspicion

~ Echo is the mom of the group but knows that you probably know your body best and asks you how you like to recover - he would immediately get anything and everything you asked for

~ would also shoo the rest of the batch off the ship so he could take over your duties and chores and make sure you could have some peace and quiet

~ he’d go all princess bride on you and tell you as many stories as he could from his time with Rex and the batch before you’re arrival until you fell asleep

“Look I know it looks weird but Kix created this and we were all feeling great in 1 day flat. Yes, it looks awful but let me tell you about the time Fives wandered into a Gundark cave….”

Crosshair:

~ he would notice when he went out to practice with his rifle that you kept sniffling and sneezing and almost ALMOST made him miss a shot

~ you tried to brush it off and say it was allergies but he saw straight through you , you thought he was annoyed but he used some of his personal stash of credits to find you two a hotel for the night with a big bath tub

~ while you napped he found some soup and bath supplies for you and when you woke up he already had the bathroom as steamy as it could get and a full bubble bath waiting, he would gently wash your hair and body for you

~ and when you were ready he would silently curl up with you in the big bed and turn on your favorite holoflick

“Sweetheart you’re not feelin’ well don’t try to hide it. Let’s go I can practice another day”

Bonus: ✨

Omega absolutely draws you little cards and pictures while you’re sick or sends you funny videos she saw of tooka cats

Omega absolutely draws you a get well card and makes up her own stories for you

#star wars #the bad batch #tbb headcanons #tbb fanfiction #hunter x reader #wrecker x reader #echo x reader #tech x reader #crosshair x reader #no warnings #fluff #I feel like garbage and just want someone to take care of me

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traumainpyjamas · 8 months

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Re-imagining of the archive video "NCT U - the BAT" and the conversation between Johnny and Jeno.

Please enjoy <3

"Would you please sit down?" Johnny sighed and leaned back in his cold steel chair. He eyed clearly anxious Jeno, who had stood up and was now pacing around the gray garage.

"I don't understand how you can just sit there like..." Jeno muttered, kicking the metal leg of a nearby chair so it scraped loudly against the bare concrete floor.

"I'll get to it as soon as you put your ass on that bench." Johnny said in a low voice, within it a tone of threat that he didn't even try to conceal.

Jeno measured Johnny's demeanor for a moment before pouring himself into the opposite chair and crossing his arms over his chest, glaring at the older man.

"Thank you”, Johnny said with an almost petty grin and leaned over the table, resting his elbows on it. "If you want to save that girl.."

"What do you mean if!" Jeno snarled and barely prevented himself from storming away at that second. His fists were shaking from the bottled emotions, but he desisted under Johnny's piercing gaze.

“You are young. And foolish. And rushing into stupid situations.” Johnny said, leisurely glancing down to the sheet of paper that was resting on the table between them. He at least needed Jeno to sign it before he ran head first into trouble.

"And you are old, boring and slow." Jeno quipped back with a grin. He raised his arms over his head so that the sleeveless shirt nicely emphasized his arms.

Johnny smirked at his idiot little brother. So confident.

Jeno continued, "So are you just going to sit here on your ass, knowing that they're going to –"

"Yes”, Johnny stated, “and you will sit too."

But this time Jeno didn't back down.

"Why should I!" Jeno hissed between his teeth, slamming his palms on the hard steel table and leaning forward. He didn’t stop until he was so close to his brother's face that he could almost feel his breath. This was the first time he had defied Johnny like this, but Jeno could feel every passing second – a wasted second – carving a burning trail into his pounding heart.

"Sit down." Johnny growled, finally getting up himself and leaning on the table, staring menacingly at Jeno. After a few seconds of staring, Jeno grimaced at his brother's darkening eyes and marched alone out and into the awaiting darkness.

#nct scenarios #nct mafia au #nct drabbles #nct fake subtitles #nct fanfic #no warnings #no smut #johnny suh #jeno #nct #nct u #nct 2023 #nct gifs #nct 127 #nct dream

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haruchi-slit · 6 months

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A movie night with your boyfriend, Suguru

Synopsis (⁠☞ﾟ⁠∀ﾟ⁠)⁠☞ A movie night with your boyfriend Suguru turned into a unexpected heated session.

Warnings: I don't know,this is just the most outta pocket thing I imagined, a bit cringe if you ask me. Grammatical error and typographical errors ahead (🚫MNDI🚫)

Every weekend you and your boyfriend usually spend time together watching movies, series etc. Saturday night, the two of you just finished eating supper as usual Suguru always prepares the snack while you prepare the tv and a comfy couch you turned the tv on and put it on Netflix

"lights off?" He asked,you let out a faint chuckled

"yes,as usually honey"

He hummed in response and turned the lights off, you sat on the comfy couch followed by your lovely boyfriend, as he sat down he put the snacks on your lap, he chuckled and leaned closer to your face and kissed the tip of your nose, you leaned your back on the couch and reached the remote from the edge of the couch

"Same series, or nah?" You asked

"Nah, we should watch the movie you we're recommending last night" he uttered.

You switched the tv on the movie you we're dying to see for almost a week.

"pass me the snack pleasee" Suguru plead

"the movie haven't started yet" you said

"but fine here" you chuckled

The movie started.

30 minutes in, the movie is good but not until a sex scene popped out in the movie, you we're not expecting that the movie contains a sex scene "shit, shit, shit" you chanted under your breath you we're so nervous you grabbed for the snack Suguru made for the two of you (and that wasn't a goddamn snack) you awkwardly turned your head to face "honey I believe that isn't a bowl of snack.." he panted, the movie still continuing the explicit scene he held your hand and pressed it on his shaft..it's rock hard. You knew you we're fucked up..

"I'm so sorry I was supposed to grab the snack bu-" he kissed you to shut your mouth up it was deep and passionate he slowly pinned you down on the couch he panted,

"shut it honey,but not in a rude or bad way... please may I?" He pressed his throbbing member. How can you refuse this lovely gentleman, asking for your consent to fuck you? He patiently waited for your answer, Your cheeks flushed into a bright shade of pink, you gulped and let out a sigh, you can't refuse your man, you nod in response avoiding eye contact,he chuckled

"honey,honey look at me and use your words.." he said. You looked at him flushed and all weak

"please,I give you my consent,don't tease me any longer.."

"yes ma'am" he obediently said and followed your plea. He caressed your face before kissing you,he's such a good kisser that you almost melted he roamed his hands to your body complimenting each curves and your weak spots he kissed you down from your lips to your neck, giving you his personal signature, your eyes almost rolled back, you can tell your panties are already soaking wet,

"Soo~ good ngh-!" You whimper, your breath starting to get heavy and heavier each second Geto sucks on your skin.

"Fuck..thank you for the meal honey" he groaned in a very seductive voice, he tossed your sweat shirt aside and began kissing your belly up to your chest, he took the borders of your bra and unhooked it,he did ALL that without breaking the eye contact he kissed you again and started squishing your left tit gently, gently pinching your nipple it felt sooo good,changing positions he sat you down on his lap facing the same direction he's facing he continued to squish, suck and play with your beautiful tits. Your stomach feeling the familiar knot, you knew you we're close, but before you even climax Suguru removed his hands from your tits which caused you to whine,

"Suguru..~" he lifted you up from his lap and sat you down on the couch as he kneeled in front of you, he reached the hem of your panties and tossed it beside you.

"Soo wet for me eh?" He chuckled as he gave your pussy a sweet light spank causing you to squirm "ngh-!", You whimpered..he leaned you back on the couch slowly as he dug his slender fingers on your inner thigh, he spat on it to make it more,more wetter you jolted in response- seeing you all flushed and weak turned him on so much..he then teased you by moving his fingers up and down repeatedly then giving your clit a nice circular rub and fuck that felt heaven but your becoming needy and it's driving you insane. You reached out for your clit to massage it.

"Suguru..fuck, fuck you just put it in-"You we're cutted off because he GENTLY slapped your hand away.

"Nuh uh fuck you, girl stop touching my snack" he chuckled as he rubbed your clit he leaned to your ear "getting too needy now are we honey? Be patient don't worry I'll fuck you good." He inserted his two fingers into your pussy and looked for your sweet spot.

"There you are." He said as he trusted his fingers into your g-spot "Ahh~" you moaned in relief. Your pussy was quick to suck on to Suguru's fingers "honey look on how your pussy sucks my fingers," he gave your pussy a suck and kissed it, "good girl." he then curled his fingers to your g-spot and that made your sanity over

"fuck,fuck, Suguru..~~" you moaned "shh,shh honey keep it down," he grabbed your thong to cover your mouth "we don't want our neighbors to hear it right?" You nodded "mhm..Atta girl" he growled with his slightly rasp voice. He removed his hands from you pussy and tucked his hair behind his ear,

"spread you legs for me honey yeah?" you we're quick to obey him,fearing that he might stop on what he's doing.He opened your folds and again he spat on it, he lowered his mouth to your pussy and stuck his tongue on to your clitoris, you arched your back in pleasure, you grabbed a fistful of his hair and grinded on to his mouth,he moved his tongue in a quick speed you let out a muffled moan in response, you began to wrap your legs on to Suguru's head, he sucked your sweet juices dry wasting none of it, he pulled away from your cunt, you saw a bit of your juices dripping out of his chin he wiped it off using his fingers and sucked on it while looking deep into your eyes.

(GODDAMN That's so hot)

"I think you're more than ready to take this dick" he smirked

and pulled his pj's off along with his boxer his member was hard..hard as a rock. "suck it clean will ya' honey?", he said.. you gulped in response.

"c'mon honey its not your first time" he teased, you spat the thong out off your mouth, and..you approached his throbbing member and held it's base and slowly wrapped your tongue and mouth around it you swirled your tongue around his tip before you fully inserted his dick in your mouth, you bobbed your head in a pace he likes, dang he tastes like candy..after a few minutes later you felt his dick twitching inside your mouth so you quickened the pace which made him sofly grab on to your hair and let out a whimper, you pulled his dick out off your mouth and spat on it before you lowered your tits on to his dick, you squished his dick in your cleavage while pressing both ends of your tits, moving it up and down.

"Mhmm..yea like that honey~ im c-close.." he stuttered

and again you quickened the pace, he whimpered and threw his head back on the head board of the couch..he finally came..on top of your bobbies, he stood you up and carried you in the bed room he flopped you in and crawled between your legs "I'mma put it in now.." he said as a warning "mhm" you hummed in response, you thought he was going to put it in your core but you we're god damn wrong, you flinched when you felt his member poke your anus hole, you tried to squirm away but he held your hips to make you stay..

"stay still honey..." he nuzzled in to your neck as he fully inserted it in..

"mhgmm.." you moaned, he gave you a second to adjust before slowly moving back and forth "Hahh..~" he let out a satisfied sigh...He then remove his head off of your neck and looked deeply into to your eyes while moving his hips back and forth "you're so gorgeous..so ethereal..so perfect" he complimented, you melted in his words, bit couldn't form a word to compliment him back, he then placed his thumb onto your clit and massaged it in a fast motion making your mind blank, just him and the pleasure, you bucked your hips and grinded onto his dick, you we're a moaning mess

"Sugu,sugu,Sugru honey im so mgmmhh~ close!" you gave first your warning,

"Fuck~cum a-anytime you want honey" he barely formed a sentence, "oh,~mhmmgh, you're taking me so Fuckingg~ good honey.." he moaned, you spread your legs wide open and used your elbows to push your self deeper onto him

as he fastened rubbing your sweet bud,"Fuck, S-suguru!~" you gave your last warning, you squirted..high enough to reach his handsome face, but he didn't stopped there, he chased his own high making you lose your sanity in cause of overstimulation as he was about to cum he pulled out his dick and inserted it in you pussy and thrusted a few times before shooting his thick threads in you, he then backed up and pushed his cum deeper in you, you bit your fore arm in satisfaction and arched your back he pulled his dick out and your pussy was oozing of with his cum

"so hot, i wish i had my phone right now~"

#suguru smut #jjk #geto suguru #getou suguru x reader #jujutsu kaisen suguru #no warnings #smut #freak nasty #outta pocket #freaky #lol #Spotify

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iriel3000 · 6 months

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Just to Hear Your Voice

Whumptober Day 16: “Would you lie with me and just forget the world?”

Just to Hear Your Voice

Summary: Early SHIELD, fucked mission after care

“Widow, talk to me.”

“Clint!” She put one hand to her ear, the other over her heart.

“Can you make it to the nest?”

“Can you?”

“I’m two klicks away.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

She met him at the door of the safehouse and he nearly collapsed in her arms. Hawkeye had arrived in Bogota several days before to map out the arms facility and rig traps for their escape.

Only, they never got to break in. The agent that tipped off SHIELD doubled crossed them and walked the team into an ambush.

“Perimeter is secure.” She led him to a chair after noticing him limp.

“Seal it.”

Lowering her head in solace, Natasha took a deep breath and activated the security system.

No one else was coming.

Civilians died, three strike team members died, and for a brief moment when the comms went down, Natasha thought she’d lost Barton too.

“How did I miss it?” Hawkeye ran his hand across his eyes.

“There was nothing to miss. We were betrayed, plain and simple.” Natasha handed him some water and mentally logged his injuries. “How long were you on watch before I arrived?”

“They killed the informant and his family.” He held the water without drinking.

Blank stare, unresponsive to questions, Natasha knew she needed to keep her partner from sinking. She removed his flack jacket and arm guards.

“How did Williams and Grayson…”

“Don’t,” she pulled him up and pushed him towards the small bathroom, “it wasn’t your fault. There’s nothing you could’ve done to prevent it.”

“It was my job to make sure you all got out alive.” He kept his eyes on her while she undressed him and turned on the shower.

“Get in.” She ordered.

There was nothing to say to make either of them feel better. Natasha peeled off her uniform and joined him.

He looked mildly surprised. They’d seen each other naked before, mostly to stitch and patch each other up, but never so close and intimate.

“Natasha…”

She put a finger to his lips.

“I'm going to take care of you and you're going to let me.”

He didn’t argue.

tbc, please click link above

THANK YOU FOR READING, AND YOUR SUPPORT, AND YOUR ENCOURAGEMENT TO WRITE MORE. I APPRECIATE YOU ALL.

#whumptober2023 #lyric #would you lie with me and forget the world #marvel #clintasha #fic #no warnings #hawkeye #clint barton #black widow #natasha romanov #strike team delta #clint x natasha #whumptober 2023

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highfunctioningflailgirl · 7 months

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Piece Of Art

In spite of Dean’s complaints, Castiel never drops the habit of watching him, silently, when Dean sleeps. He cannot get enough of seeing his face lose several years, of his forehead smoothing out and his jaw softening as he drops into deep slumber, lips slightly parted.

There’s a surprising, childlike quality to Dean when he sleeps, and an innocence that is heartbreaking. On his side, hugging his pillow with one arm, he curls up comfortably, oblivious to the world. His face is no longer shadowed by worries, only by his indomitable stubble and the dusting of freckles he never grew out of. His lashes fanning his cheeks, his green eyes closed and tracking dreams underneath his lids, he looks peaceful.

Castiel wishes he was a painter. A sculptor. A photographer. How could one not want to capture that face and freeze it in time?

Castiel wants to chisel Dean’s features out of marble, to draw him in charcoal, to shoot close-ups and dip them in sepia.

Dean inspires him.

Not just his face or his body, perfect though they are.

It is the soul underneath that shimmers through his skin. An inextinguishable light shining from a pool of black. Love that penetrates all that guilt and anger and self-loathing Dean carries with him.

Castiel wants to take all that and ban it on canvas, hammer it into stone for all the world to see, to outlast mortality.

He wants to, but he can’t. He stands, transfixed, paralyzed by Dean’s beauty, and watches over the most precious thing that he has.

#suptober23 #no.3 #inspired #supernatural #spn #castiel #dean winchester #destiel #fanfiction #no warnings #just softness

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crazycatfics · 7 months

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Just me then?

Joe Hills Logged Out

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XisumaVoid: hm, that is concerning

DocM77: do you want me to help check it out.

XisumaVoid: yes

XisumaVoid: @all if anyone is near Joe’s and Bdubs’s bases. Get out of the area.

VintageBeef: heading out

EthosLab: yep yep

Iskall85: ok, I’m heading though the nether

The moment Xisuma steps into the nether he feels wrong… arms to heavy, skin to dry.

And the portal keeps swirling. He’s being transported. But something is deeply wrong.

Then everything fades to black.

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Cubfan135: well, uh that’s not good

Zedaph’s comm buzzes. He ignores it.

“Welcome to my challenge.” He grins looking at a few hermits in front of him. “A scavenger hunts though these woods. Find a chicken, pig, cow and sheep.”

Hypno raises his hand, “how do we know it’s the right one?”

“They’ve been name tagged.” Zed says, smiling, hands on his hips.

Something snaps in the forest, “Uh, guys what was that?” Ren says.

Jevin quivers, “yeah, uh. Anyone else just get really uncomfortable?”

Zedaph steps towards the others, “They're so pretty…”

“Zed?” Ren asks following his gaze, “oh they are.”

“Those aren’t in the game are they?” Jevin asks.

Hypno makes a soft humming sound.

Then everything goes dark.

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StressMonster: some of us are hidding in town hall.

CubFan135: ok stay safe

StressMonster: No one else comes to town hall.

StressMonster: it’s gotten us to

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ImpulseSV: How many of us are left?

Grian: five

Welsknight: This isn’t good

CubFan135: No it’s not, here come to the pyramid, whatever this thing is it’s taking all of us, and sticking together might be smart

TFC: I’ll be there soon

Cub paces. Admin screens are locked. Of server communications are locked. Logging out isn’t possible.

The vex chitter in the back of his mind.

Hush child

“What is it?”

Another’s magic. Pulling you under.

“Why?”

The vex merely hum. Ye must allow us residence

“Like get the masks?”

No child. Allow us residence in your soul.

Cub hesitates, “Fine.”

“Uh, Cub?” Grian asks, “Are you ok?”

Cub looks over, “I’m fine, vex magic.”

“Oh Kay…”

Impulse, and Wels arrive a moment later.

“TFC’s going to be a while.” Wels says.

Cub nods.

Grian makes a choking sound.

A small tentacle worms out of the ground. Slowly more and more join. Blocking the way out.

Then they move. Wrapping around the hermits and pulling them down.

ImpulseSV Logged Out

Grian Logged Out

CubFan135 Logged Out

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Tinfoilchef: just me then

TinFoilChef: I’ll do what I can to get you back.

#hermitcraft #fanfiction #nhh promptober 2023 #hermitblr #gen fic #no warnings #TFC #DnD AU

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echos-girlfriend · 9 months

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Omg! Congratulations on 400 followers!!! You rock! I was reading through the promos and some are so funny! 😂. For some reason 4 made me think of Fives and thinking that could make some adorable fluff. Do apologize if i'm jumping the gun and am putting an ask in too soon, just didn't want to forget. Lol. 😅

Hello lovely! Don’t you worry about a thing! I do apologize for such a long wait.. so many things have happened and life got in the way but I’m back! I’m back to writing again and I’m happy to give you this fanfic!

Fives & 4

Masterlist

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“Hey cyar’ika!”

“Hello Fives.. how are you?”

“I’m doing good!”

He had a goofy big smile on his face as he looked at you. He took your hand and held it tightly. You were his best friend. Someone he could trust and come to with any problem.. only this time he’s not quite sure what’s wrong with him..

“Can ya help me with something?”

“Of course Fives, what is it?”

“Well.. that’s the thing I don’t really know.”

You cocked your head and looked at him curiously. You held his hand back tightly as you eyes fall in confusion and his lips form into a thin line.

“Then we should get to the bottom of it shouldn’t we?”

He nodded and you walked to sit on a bench outside the clone base on Kamino. You watched the rain softly fall and the waves crash.

“So.. what’s wrong? Are you having weird feelings, anxiety, sometimes you ate, something stupid you did?”

“Well.. it’s definitely not something stupid I did!”

He turned his head away as he hears you chuckle.

“It’s feelings. I have these weird feelings. When I’m around you I feel my stomach flutter and my hands gets sweaty.. and my head turns bright red and goes hot!”

“So.. you have a crush on me?”

“.. yeah.. yeah I guess I do”

You giggled and put your hand on his..

“Maybe I’m your true love..”

He looked at your pink cheeks and your soft smile. He smiled back and scooted closer to her.. his cheeks also turning pink.

“I dunno what true love is but it sounds pretty cool..”

“Yeah.. it’s pretty cool Fives”

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Short and sweet.. I’m sorry about that 💚m

Taglist-

@umbramoons @techs-girlfriend @kixs-husband @chrissywakingup @ilovestarwarsmen725 @starqueensthings @dangraccoon @ughhhhfoff

#the clone wars #the clone wars x reader #fives #fives x reader #tcw fives #tcw fives x reader #fluff #no warnings

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certifiedwhore4slashers · 1 year

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Not Mike

pairings: will byers x male!reader

summary: you’ve always liked will romantically but his eyes have always been on mike.

quick a/n: this is a Drabble btw

you weren’t sure why you even came over when Will was moping about Mike as usual. “Okay Will you shouldn’t focus on Mike dating El, You suggest.

“It’s painful, Y/n, my own sister! Will says.”Well adopted but still! Does he even like guys? Or am I getting mixed signals?”

Mixed signals for sure but not from Mike, You thought smugly. Today was the day. You were going to confess to your best friend, that you were in love with him.

“Will can I tell you something? You randomly ask. “Sure, he responds. “I’m in love with you.. You blurt. As he looks at you with surprise, You go closer and kiss him.

You two kiss for a second then he pulls back. He looked in shock as he said,”I think I just realized I love you too, y/n.”

#will byers x male!reader #gay #lgbtq #stranger things x male reader #male reader #male y/n #no warnings #drabble

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gerec · 9 months

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AU-gust 2023

13. Behind the Mirror Pairing(s): Cherik, Charles/Shaw Warnings: N/A

On his third visit Francis takes him to a new VIP room, tucked away in the upper floors of the Hellfire Club. Unlike the ones on the main floor, it’s the size of a large hotel suite, and comes equipped with a luxurious bed along with the requisite stripper pole. There are comfortable leather armchairs and a fully stocked bar, along with a deep soaker tub and adjoining ensuite. Every aspect of the room is designed for a long night of debauchery, capped by the presence of a floor-to-ceiling mirror that covers one entire wall.

This is a room for people Shaw wants to impress, who might be of use to him to either cajole or to intimidate for favors.

He toes off his shoes and goes to take a seat on the bed, smiling as Francis hands him a glass tumbler of whiskey. Erik has to stifle the urge to yank him down and get right down to business, eager to put on a show for the man behind the two-way mirror. Instead, he watches with genuine appreciation as Francis starts swaying to the music, skin glistening and body toned, every inch of him utterly gorgeous and fuckable.

Best not to give the game away by being overly impatient; after all, it’s supposed to be a great privilege to be allowed to fuck the man’s favorite whore.

He leans back against the pillows and palms his erection, getting harder as he fantasizes about putting a bullet through Sebastian Shaw’s head.

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Eisenhardt is on the boy before he finishes the first dance, tearing the skimpy thong off Francis and diving between his ass cheeks. The boy goes willingly – he’s always so willing, for Sebastian and for any guest he approves of – and makes a show of gasping and moaning like he can’t get enough. There’s a reason he likes Francis besides his sweet face and tight ass, and it’s his utter lack of shame when it comes to pleasures of the flesh. Not all his whores like it, knowing that he’s there watching, but the boy revels in it and alwaysputs on a show. He’s doing that now, more for Sebastian’s benefit than Eisenhardt’s, skillfully guiding the man onto his back so Francis can ride him on the bed. Later, he’ll get Eisenhardt to fuck him up against the wall, pressing him against the glass while Sebastian stands just on the other side.

He doesn’t know who this man is or what he wants – at least not yet – but he knows Max Eisenhardt is not his real name, and that he’s working Francis as the angle to get to Sebastian. The likeliest answer is that he wants in with Hellfire, whether to make something of himself, or because he’s a mole sent by the Feds or by one of his business rivals. Either way, he’s impressed Sebastian enough to secure himself a face-to-face meeting, if only for figuring out his soft spot and exploiting a relative innocent for his own ends.

It's a ruthlessness he can admire, whether Eisenhardt turns out to be friend or foe. In the meantime, he’ll sit back and watch Francis getting absolutely railed, and relish how wet and loose he’ll be when he comes to Sebastian’s bed.

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By the time Charles gets home it’s nearly dawn, and he’s close to passing out from exhaustion. He worked almost a full shift at the Club before Max’s arrival, and that was before their fantastic bout of athletic sex. It hadn’t been a hardship at all, letting the man give his body a workout, even knowing that he’s being used as a way to gain access to Shaw.

He wonders if Moira has made any head way looking into Max’s background, so Charles can have a better idea if the man is going to help or hinder their investigation.

So far, he’s learned next to nothing about Max Eisenhardt, except that it’s very likely not the man’s real name. There’s every likelihood that Shaw knows something already, since he’s asked to meet Max the next time he comes to see Charles. And if he’s careful and quiet he might learn what he knows from simply from listening to Shaw’s men, who are less than discreet around their boss’s brainless sex doll. It would shock them to know that he’s working undercover, his chosen identity as a stripper and prostitute blinding them to the danger he poses to Hellfire at large.

He goes to take a long hot shower, intent on scrubbing two sets of fingerprints from his aching body.

#gerec writes #cherik #charles/shaw #day 13 #au-gust 2023 #behind the mirror #no warnings #just a bit of voyeurism

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markiemelon · 2 years

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markiemelon library

🫧 just fluff 🫧

🫧 no warnings 🫧

127

johnny :

tall boy

jaehyun :

home run! miss you already ordinary

mark :

play something fool 12:19pm cool. eye for an eye

you look good in red you look good in red pt 2 focus

double take

haechan :

3:13am playing games biscuit boy teddy bear

my everything

dream

renjun :

all along that boy

jeno :

dirty dishes race you there bedtime story pillows

jaemin :

why’re you hitting yourself chubby bunny breakfast

chenle :

5:47pm

jisung :

9:35am tangerine love chewing gum

wayv

xiaojun :

mint choco make a wish

yangyang :

umbrella

wish

riku :

snow devil

riize

go ahead and request!

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traumainpyjamas · 8 months

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"Why does it matter to you so much?" Jeno asked. He was leaning back in his chair. Bare arms clasped behind his head, flexing his muscles, expression full of youthful cockiness. One strand of midnight black hair fell across his forehead, swooping down to his raised eyebrow.

"It matters because it wasn't what the deal was", Johnny answered back, throwing the clipboard which he had been lazily brandishing in his hand onto the table. The metallic clash of the board hitting the steel table didn't even make Jeno flinch. He just licked the corner of his mouth and answered, "So what? I got what we wanted. Isn't that what's important?"

One of their hideout’s cold halogen lights kept flickering overhead as if sensing the rising tensions and buckling under it.

"What is important is our integrity and our reputation on the streets." The older man's words seemed to hit home. Jeno's expression soured a little, losing humor and exchanging it to simmering temper. He let his hands drop down to his sides.

"They were a group of punks anyway. You even said it yourself. Street scum with illusions of grandeur. So Hendery, Jisung, and I taught them a little humility”, Jeno started to say but Johnny spoke over him,

"And I told you I had a plan for that."

“Your plan was too slow!” Jeno exploded in turn and stood up – his bare shoulders flexing when he leant over the steel table to speak directly to his leader’s face. “If you don’t take action when people are plainly playing with us, I will.”

Johnny snapped and in a flash got up close to the younger’s face and without a shred of hesitation forcefully said, “Last I checked this was still my crew and you will sit your ass down.”

For a moment both men were locked in a fierce stare down. The broken light kept flickering on the ceiling. Its flashes being the only moment in the silent room.

Jeno clenched his jaw and breathed through his nose, the breath morphing into a low chuckle. The younger man turned his head and let his face split into a cynical grin. Jeno relaxed his shoulders and leaned back, shaking his head slightly. Then he looked back at Johnny who was still predatorily hunched over the table, observing the younger man’s every move intently.

Jeno straighted his posture and stepped back. He started idly fixing the black leather straps on his left arm, “Relax, old man. Nobody is after your position, too much paperwork.”

Johnny sat back down but didn’t relax his wolfish grace. His gaze though wasn’t as burning as before when he replied, “Paperwork which you just added immensely with your foolish actions.”

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littlecinnamonroll · 2 years

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"Don't Wipe Your Boogers on Me!"

☆ ft. timeskip!Suna Rintaro ☆

☆ Info: fem!reader, some pet-names ☆

☆ it’s nothing but pure fluff cause my suna brainrot is on one recently and all suna content makes me blush like crazy ☆

There was nothing Suna Rintaro liked more than getting a reaction out of you. You weren’t as easy as the Miya twins, and you never passively reacted like Kita, but your green-eyed man new exactly what to do to rile you up.

It started off with little things: slurping his coffee loudly as you watched your favorite show; leaving his dirty socks and t-shirts right on or beside the hamper but not inside; eating leftover poke that you’d written your name on clearly, insinuating that he wasn’t to touch it. And when you storm through your shared apartment with a crumpled up t-shirt in hand, frustratedly mumbling under your breath about how annoying your beloved fiancé was being, Suna loved it.

He didn’t like you angry or sad, no, that was never the case — he loved these moments because it was the perfect video capturing time. Your raven-haired love noticed that without fail, as much as he bugged and pestered and slurped his overly sweet espresso down, you were still simply you. Albeit a little clumsy and headstrong, you never wronged Suna; no pranks, no annoyances, never raising your voice nor fighting with him.

“Hey, Rin?” You called from the bathroom, the sweet smell of your shampoo wafting throughout the bedroom. “Rinnie!”

“I’m coming, give me a second!” he hollered back, connecting his phone to the charger and slipping into the bathroom. “What’s up?”

“I forgot to grab my new body wash and I didn’t want to get the floor wet. It’s on the counter.”

“So?” A playful smirk found its way across his face as he heard you grumbling to yourself.

“Suna Rin,” you cursed as you wiped the fogged glass to stare at him with a cocked brow. “Will you be the best future husband there is and hand it to me?”

“Sure I can.” He sauntered over to the counter and grabbed your shower gel that was supposedly scented like cotton candy clouds. Taking a sniff, he nodded at the smell, examining the bottle closely. “Okay, I got it.”

“Can I have it?”

It was a rhetorical question and Suna knew that, but per his usual antics, his voice rumbled with laughter, “What’s the magic word?”

“May I please have it?”

“Nope. Two more guesses.”

And as much as you wanted to resist, you knew he wouldn’t stop until you guessed correctly. “Abracadabra.”

“Wrong, one more guess.”

“Alakazam alakazoo, give me my body wash before I break up with you!”

He sucked air through his teeth, a devilish grin crawling across his visage. “Oh, so close, pretty baby, but that was your last guess and it wasn’t right.”

Irritated, you went back to conditioning your hair, glancing at his blurred figure through the foggy glass. “You’re annoying.”

His silence was suspicious. The green-eyed man you’d fallen for so many years ago was prone to anything quiet, his soul a semblance of the peace the vast nothingness brought, he was composed and spoke little when he didn’t need to speak, but he was never truly silent.

“Rin? Are you there?”

A response never found it’s way back to you, however, the flushing of your toilet and icy pricks of water did. “Oops?” he snickered as you screamed, stalking back into the bedroom with a content grin.

Hours passed before you voluntarily got near Suna, the tiniest of smiles gracing his lips as you sat beside him on the bed. With his phone glued to his hand and tired sigh leaving his throat, a laugh so familiar echoed through the speakers. His head found its way to your shoulder as he held his phone between the both of you, rewinding the video and waiting for you to press play.

Rintaro was sweet like that. As much as he liked things to himself and he’d get them in his own - rather quirky - ways, he always loved to share. What was his was yours, and what was yours was his. He adored the way your head rested on his own, how your hand lightly squeezed his bicep, how you loved him wholly.

Suna Rintaro was every fangirl’s heartthrob: he was tall, he was toned, his eyes were emerald gems that sparkled with his charming smile. Who wouldn’t love him? If they cared to look past the material wealth Suna held, many of the girls would see the collected swagger and magnificent body was pretty laidback.

You were quick to notice all the public aspects he revealed were both genuine and rouse, learning that every aspect that those girls saw you would come to know deeper. They’d never know that he liked disco music and was a horrible dancer, or that he was very particular about his muscle cupping and way his shoes fit, or that he drooled when he slept if he slept on his right side. As much as he appreciated his fans, they would never know your fiancé like you did.

Pressing play, you watched as you sat on the kitchen counter pouring sake into the new set Atsumu had gifted Rin for his engagement party, realizing that you didn’t notice his phone there before. Suna ran into the living room several seconds later, laughing wickedly as he pulled you off the counter. You ended up licking the side of his face after he wet-willied you, then he held the cup of sake high above your head as you struggled to get it from him.

The video ended with a picture you recognized as Suna’s lock screen. He glanced up to you with a small grin, pecking your jaw, “Hi, beautiful.”

“Hi, Rinnie.”

Maneuvering his 6’3 body from comfortably beside you to snugly in-between your thighs, the small part of you that wanted to ignore him from earlier melted. One hand gently traced the plush of your leg, while the other scrolled through his phone. “Babe, I have this massive pimple on my chin. Scale of one to ten, how bad is it?”

You laughed as your fingers wove through his hair, his face smushing into your leg. “Oh, definitely a ten. It’s mars. So gross. Cootie-contagious, so nasty.”

His lips were warm against your skin, the sweetness of his kiss ever so fleeting. “You’re so funny. I think you should be a comedian.” You hadn’t realized the fingers that were trailing your skin were now an inch up his nose, his other hand still scrolling aimlessly through several socials.

“Oh, Rinnie! Let’s go live! We haven’t done that together in so long!”

He shrugged and glanced up at your reflection in his snap camera, “The pimple can go live, it’s almost big enough to have arms and a brain.”

“Not if I pop it,” you snickered, leaning over Suna and reaching towards his face.

As if it were second nature, the moment he had your attention, he whipped up the finger that was in his nose moments before. “One move and I’m wiping it on you.”

“Suna!” Though you meant to be more stern, it came out as more of a shriek, immediately attempting to pull away. “Don’t you dare wipe that one me!”

“What, my dearest? I don’t think I caught that,” he taunted, his finger moving closer to your face.

“Don’t wipe your boogers on me! That’s nasty,” you coughed out. Pushing his hand away was a feeble feat, he was built like iron. You narrowed your options down to two: let him or die trying. “Ew, ew, EW- Rin, stop!”

But as he took a selfie of the two of you, your loving fiancé finally let up. “Perfect.”

“Delete that.”

“No, I love it. Your horror is cute.”

“Stupid,” you murmured, covering his face in small kisses.

It didn’t matter that Suna drove you crazy every day and tried to more often than not, it didn’t matter that he ended up wiping that booger on you later; it only mattered that by the time your show credits were rolling, Rin was snuggled against your chest, fast asleep. And as much as he bugged the living hell out of you - slurping coffee obnoxiously, dirty socks never landing in the hamper, boogers and all - there wasn’t any other man you wanted to marry.

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