#perv!bruno
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perv!bruno
i have more coming i promise
♡bruno is a bit more tame , nsfw that’s abt it
☆perv!bruno who is so ashamed when he has a dirty thought about you. he feels so bad seeing you in such a way after you’ve been nothing but kind to him.
☆perv!bruno who does his best to keep himself civil around you. even when you wear the most revealing of outfits or give him that smile - oh god that smile. no matter what he keeps himself under control.
☆perv!bruno who has filthy dreams about you every single night. he’s been told by abbacchio that he moans your name in his sleep. as embarrassing as it is he’s weirdly glad he has this bit of intimacy with you. even gif it isn’t real.
☆perv!bruno keeps a journal to write down all his most depraved thoughts. he realized he wasn’t able to act upon his urges so he writes it all down in the sacred pages of his book. he guards is under lock and key though so no one will ever find it.
☆perv!bruno who touches himself in the bathroom after you grasp his hands in yours. they’re so small and soft compared to his god he’s so fucking infatuated.
☆perv!bruno who buys you pretty dresses and lingerie but delivered it as a secret admirer. the high he gets from watching you try the garments on is immeasurable. occasionally he’ll catch a glimpse of a lacy bra strap and feel pride because he knows that he got that for you. you are his.
☆perv!bruno who wants to be the best husband he can be while also breeding you over and over again. he just knows you’d be a good slut for him if trained correctly.
#finally !#i’m writing again#at last#praise be#i love me some bruno#genuinely#it was hard for me#to write this bc he’s just#he’s just so wholesome#it was fun tho#perv!jojo#perv! anime boy#perv!bruno#bruno buccerati#bruno bucellati x reader#anime smut headcanons#jojos bizarre adventure smut#jojos bizarre adventure#golden wind#esha writes
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18+. minors dni. 🔞
♡ perv!bruno madrigal x reader
♡ a/n: rewatched encanto with the family last night and thoughts were being thunk 😗👉🏽👈🏽 love me some voyeur bruno. (also, reader kinda knows he's watching them)
“Bruno,” you whimpered, as you rubbed yourself harder against your soiled pillow; your hips gyrated until the bed shook, knocking against the wall in rhythm.
The one where he was watching from.
He caught his wrecked sobs with his hand, while the other wraps around his leaking cock— the veins pulsing as he fists himself with vigor upon seeing you throw your head back.
“Oh, fuck. Please,” you pleaded, mouth agape as the grip on your pillow grew tighter.
Your unfocused eyes locked with the hole in the wall, almost as if you were aware of his voyeuristic ways.
He was throbbing in his slick covered palm, painfully aware that he'll come any minute. He never lasted long with you.
Bruno couldn't be sure what brought it on: maybe it was the thought of you putting on a show for him, or the way that you said his name, but he gritted his teeth as he pumped himself a final time.
With a groan, ropes of white coated his stomach and shaking hand. He brings it to his lips, tongue peeking out to kitten lick his fingers— his mind tricking himself into believing it was you cleaning him up.
When he glances up, you're on your back coming down from your high. Your heated cheeks and heaving chest made his cock twitch, signalling for another round.
He moves to tuck himself back into his pants, when he hears you giggle.
“Hope you enjoyed that, Brunito.”
#bruno madrigal#bruno madrigal x reader#bruno madrigal x y/n#encanto smut#bruno madrigal smut#perv!bruno#perv!bruno madrigal#sub!bruno#sub!bruno madrigal#darkbucky writes#madrigal encanto#smut fic#smut fanfiction#bruno madrigal blurb#bruno blurb#smut blurbs#smut blurb#bruno madrigal drabble#bruno madrigal drabbles#bruno madrigal fanfic#bruno madrigal fic#not sfw
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Wish Me Luck?
♫: Wake Up In The Sky, Bruno Mars
“In which working with these two makes your life impossible— because they’re annoying, and won’t leave you alone— you try your best to ignore them but sometimes, it’s too tempting.”
hueningkai x fem!reader x taehyun
Genre: pwp, rockstar au, makeup artist!reader, smut
Word count: 6.2K
Warnings: genuinely like.. none, i think.
Smut Warnings: dom!tae, dom!huening, sub!mc, threesome, unprotected sex, they’re both pervs sorry, use of mirrors(?), pet names (pretty, doll, cutie, etc.) dry humping, slight marking, handjob, fingering, hair pulling, spanking, praise, masturbation, slight exhibitionism?, multiple orgasms, creampie(s), lmk if i should add anything!
Notes: part of a rockstar!txt mini series. lowkey gave up on formatting so if shows don’t tell me. anyways! happy birthday to my bf huening 😁 again this was like… barely edited so it’s a little uhh… idk. enjoy, hopefully..
There are many perks that come with the rockstar lifestyle— money, clothes, fame, women.
Taehyun tries to take advantage of it all— and he has, though he finds that the last perk is reserved for someone more… special.
Taehyun is currently in his favorite place to be before a concert— the makeup station, of course. This could mean many things for him; a chance for him to rest, a relaxing time to get his hair and makeup done, able to get perfectly dolled up just for him to ruin it all during his shows.
But that’s not the reasoning at all— rather, his reasoning lies with the pretty makeup artist who, unfortunately, is not tending to him today.
It takes a bit of enjoyment out of the experience— however, he will say that he’s not complaining about the view he’s getting now, watching the way you tend to Kai and touch his face as though he’s made of glass with a fond smile; before he can control himself, his eyes fall to the cute skirt you’re wearing today, a tug of guilt hitting his stomach at the way he feels slightly disappointed upon the realization that they have built-in safety shorts— what can he say? It was always a total accident when he looked over to you bent over, pretty ass on display as you worked diligently on the member assigned.
Hueningkai, Taehyun notices, definitely isn’t faring well with your proximity to him. Unlike Taehyun, who’s always dying to get his hands on you and keep you to himself, Hueningkai has always preferred to watch from a distance— so to have you here, taking over his senses with the alluring perfume you use and feeling your delicate fingers brush against his skin as you do his makeup— well, safe to say Hueningkai is practically meditating to not pop a boner then and there.
“___, have you been busy? I barely see you around anymore,” Taehyun asks, peeking up from his phone and over to the next chair where you continue to meddle with Hueningkai, standing back to observe your work before you’re jumping at the sound of your name.
“Well, I’ve been assigned to the rookie group the company debuted, you know,” you sigh out, having had this conversation more times than you can remember as you reach to brush away a stray hair from Hueningkai’s forehead; you watch as his eyes flutter shut and his brows twitch, and you wonder if you may have irritated him as you press your lips together.
“That’s unfair…” Taehyun pouts softly, pretending as though his phone is much more interesting as he continues to sneak glances at you, eyes darkening at how cute you look while concentrating, not paying attention to Taehyun’s words as you begin applying lip tint to Hueningkai, “They’re taking my makeup artist away from me, I don’t like this one bit.”
“I’m not your makeup artist,” you fuss, sighing in exasperation as you take a step back from Hueningkai; you tell him to open his eyes as you take in the final result, smiling softly in satisfaction as you observe your work on him— looking at Taehyun, you cross your arms, frowning at the way you catch him staring at you already, “I’m the company’s makeup artist. Who I get assigned to work on is entirely up to them, so I don’t get why you’re acting like this right now.”
“Is it wrong to want a pretty girl to do my makeup?” He asks, and your face twists as you watch his current makeup artist throw an incredulous glance your way— just as you’re about to turn and leave, you’re surprised to find Hueningkai grabbing your wrist and pulling you back to him.
“My hair,” he mumbles quietly, so soft you almost missed it— you lean down to try and hear him better, unaware of the way his eyes dart down to your low neckline and your lips that pout in concentration, “Can you fix it? It’s… different now.”
As far as you’re concerned, he looks completely fine; you’re quick to tell him that as well, only to see as he insists that it was different before you worked on his makeup.
“Well if you want, I can go get your hairdresser—“ you begin, only to stop short at the feeling of Hueningkai’s grip tightening slightly.
“But you can do it, no?”
God, these two were impossible.
Their behavior was nothing new to you, and you oftentimes found yourself the victim of teasing as your coworkers poked fun at the way the two seemed to be attached to you like lost puppies— you always tried to refute such claims, but the way they constantly wanted you around them really didn’t help.
“You can do it, ___,” Taehyun says, and you feel a bit bad for his makeup artist as he moves to look at you, “Gives us an excuse to keep you here a bit longer.”
Out of the two, Taehyun is much more blunt— but that doesn’t mean you’re used to it, feeling your face grow hot at his words as you attempt once more to run away— it’s all in vain of course, because Hueningkai is tugging you back and giving you a look that almost makes your knees buckle.
You don’t think you’ve ever seen him like this.
“Please.”
Nothing about that is a request. He looks up at you with lidded, dazed eyes, and you find yourself complying hesitantly the longer he looks at you like he’ll devour you any second. You don’t even know what he wants his hair to look like— so you go with his usual ruffled look, his long dark hair soft under your fingers as you stand in front of him and run through the locks with mousse.
You try to keep a straight face the whole time; even when Taehyun continues to make baiting comments at you, complimenting you with a deep purr as he tries to get your attention back on him— even as you feel the way Hueningkai can’t take his eyes off you, much bolder than usual as you bite your lip and hover over him, quick hands desperate to finish his styling.
Your hands freeze in his hair as you feel something warm on the back of your thigh.
That something warm serves as Hueningkai’s hand, resting on your skin as he simply continues to look up at you innocently, chewing his gum and tilting his head as though to ask what’s wrong?
You try to contain the shiver that runs through you as his thumb begins to softly caress your skin, venturing under the cloth of your safety shorts for a moment before he’s moving it back down.
“Something wrong?” Taehyun drawls out, and a glance at him shows that his makeup artist has left— it’s just you three, and your brows knit together as you take in the way his makeup isn’t done yet, “You look like you just saw a ghost.”
You’re shaken out of your reverie at his words; putting the finishing touches, you step away from Hueningkai, feeling the way his hand is reluctant to leave your skin, his arm falling limply at his side as he stares at you with hungry curiosity.
“I think I’m done here,” you breathe out, attempting to hide your shaky hands as you place them behind your back, “Make sure you’re changed and ready in time for the show.”
Bowing politely, you make your way to the exit— only to be stopped the moment you pass Taehyun, an exasperated sound leaving you involuntarily as he takes your hand and tugs you back to him.
“Are you done?” he asks, sparkly eyes not enough to conceal his mischief as he tilts his head to the side, “There’s nothing missing here?”
Of course something is missing. Taehyun doesn’t have his lip tint on, but you refuse to point it out as you hum softly, pretending to be in thought for a second before you finally shake your head no.
“No?” he pouts— he’s then puckering his lips, nodding his head toward you and sending you a kiss as he smiles coyly, “Are you sure?”
“You seem to be missing…” you grit out, watching as he raises his brows expectantly, as though encouraging you to finish your train of thought, “Your lip…tint.”
“Oh. You think so?” he asks, looking back at the mirror and swiping a finger across his lips before he hums, “Could you do it for me, please? I’ve always loved how you left my lips all pretty.”
You’re inhaling slowly to not turn on your heels and run away— not because you don’t want to do your job, but because you’re anxious about what might happen if you’re left alone in a room with these two for a moment longer; all you know is that if the way they look at you serves as any indicator, then they’re definitely up to no good.
“My lips always look like candy with the combo you use,” he continues, watching as you go to the vanity to search for the products you usually use for him— after a moment, you’re turning to him, products in one hand a small lip brush in the other— your eyes meet his, and you’re slightly startled with the way he suddenly leans forward, eerily close to you as his eyes flicker down to the way your lips part in a silent gasp, “Don’t you think so?”
“I’ve never thought of it like that,” you mutter swiftly, immediately getting to work in hopes that Taehyun can just shut up for once— he does, but you’re still left at the mercy of his intense stare, trying to pretend as though his proximity isn’t enough to make you feel nervous.
“You look really pretty today ___,” It’s Hueningkai’s turn to torment you— if you weren’t so focused on Taehyun, you would’ve scoffed, opting instead to let out a noncommittal hum instead.
“Are you doing anything after the show?”
He says that as you’re finally stepping away from Taehyun; silently, you’re happy for the timing of his words, because you know that you would’ve messed up Taehyun’s makeup from your surprise— which would’ve meant you staying longer to fix it.
“No,” you say, refusing to elaborate even if their curious stares silently plead you to— turning around, you continue to ignore them as you put your stuff away, pretending as though you weren’t rushing in hopes to leave quicker.
“Taehyun and I are going out for drinks after to celebrate the end of the tour,” He says quietly, and you make the mistake of looking up at him through the mirror— he’s looking at you of course, though the way his dark makeup only makes his eyes look more intense doesn’t help you at all— softly, he smiles.
“You should come with. Our treat.”
“Oh, I— I don’t know, I don’t wanna be a bother,” you stutter out, your nonchalant demeanor beginning to slip the moment you see them stand up behind you, shaky hands rushing to zip your makeup case shut, “I should really get going now, you two still need to change—“
“Yeah, but what’s the rush?” You’re fucking trapped— they stand on either side of you, looming dangerously and looking at you as though you’re nothing but a treat for them to devour— you can feel their breaths fanning on each side of your neck as you attempt to close yourself off pathetically, trying to take a step back before you feel two hands on you— one on the small of your back, the other on your hip as they both push you back against the vanity; the startled yelp you let out is embarrassing, your hands flying down to support yourself from how firmly they push you forward.
“We have well over an hour to finish getting ready,” Taehyun breathes out, lips brushing against your jaw as he lets out a soft sigh, “And that’s a lot of time, isn’t it?”
Hueningkai hums in agreement; his hand is the one on your hip as it rubs soothing circles, leaning down to where you hang your head and sending you a misleading smile.
“We should do something to pass the time.”
God, were they always this close? They’re filling your senses and making you dizzy, your hands beginning to ache from how hard you’re gripping the edge of the vanity as you simply gulp in response. Their lips are soft and fucking sticky from the gloss you just put on them, leaving kiss marks along your skin as they kiss you softly, mumbling compliments and praise that you can barely get through your head from how dizzy you feel.
“Do you know that we try to request you for every show?” Taehyun asks, watching the way your eyes flutter shut as Hueningkai begins to trail kisses down your neck, open-mouthed and sultry as he nips at your skin teasingly, “Some bullshit about you knowing our complexion best— don’t get us wrong, you do, but…”
“You’re like a lucky charm,” Hueningkai finishes for him, pulling away and bringing a hand up to grab at your chin, tilting you to look at him as he stares at you with lidded eyes, “The show won’t go well if our pretty makeup artist isn’t here with us.”
You whimper— and shit, it’s humiliating, your cheeks growing hot immediately after as you wish nothing more than to dig a hole for yourself then and there— but oh, their words are so hypnotizing to you, speaking about you like you’re something they can’t live without, touching you like they’re starved and desperate to get a taste.
And judging by the way they look at you, they definitely are.
“Sometimes… we wonder if it’s enough, just getting a look at you before we go on stage,” Hueningkai says, and it’s Taehyun’s turn to nod along and leave teasing touches, his hand playing with the hem of your shirt as he noses at your throat, taking in your scent with a satisfied sigh.
“I think it’d be nice if you wished us luck tonight,” Hueningkai says, tilting his head as he gives you a puppy-eyed look, “Don’t you wanna?”
Fuck. You can’t think straight, not when they’re taking up your space, unable to keep their hands and lips off you as they wait not-so-innocently for your response. Shutting your eyes, you try to move past the warm and welcoming feeling of their hands to think.
“This is dangerous,” you finally spit out, biting your lip at the way they immediately back off, “You could get in trouble— I could lose my job.”
“Oh please,” Taehyun scoffs, sitting back against the vanity as he crosses his arms, “The company doesn’t care about what we do in our private life— you’ve seen the way the others can get with their little groupies, right?”
You mull over his words for a second; it’s no secret that this band is very active and reckless, though you suppose the company has taken advantage of that and began to use it as their image halfway through their career— at least, that must be the case if they’re able to advance on you so boldly, the rest of your coworkers unfazed by the whole situation.
“But— my job—?”
“You think none of these other people that work here haven’t fooled around with their groups?” Taehyun asks, the incredulous smile on his face quickly turning to a pout as he coos at the innocent, wide-eyed look you give him, “They know how to keep a secret, pretty— so do we.”
This is ridiculous— even more so because you find yourself considering it, quickly shaking your head upon the sobering realization— though, the two are keen to notice the way you have yet to try and scurry away from them like always.
“Don’t you feel tired of being so uptight all the time?” Huening asks, your head snapping up to watch as he places his hands on your shoulders, hovering behind you as he massages them gently, “We could help you relax. Have some fun, even.”
The two try to keep it cool the moment you lean into Hueningkai’s touch— though, you can still pick up on the way Taehyun’s eyes widen and Hueningkai’s hands freeze for just a second, your eyes threatening to shut from the way you remain too shy to gauge their reactions.
“Won’t someone come in?”
In response, they laugh— poor thing, they think, glancing back at the door that got locked long ago, if they were finally going to get their hands on you, the last thing they would do is allow someone else to see.
“No one will come in right now— we’re supposed to be changing, aren’t we?” Hueningkai says, smiling against your skin as he continues, “It’d be an invasion of privacy to try and come in now.”
They grin at the way you remain silent, clearly lost in thought by their words.
“Want us to treat you good?” Taehyun asks, placing a hand on your waist before he’s leaning in, his lips brushing against yours as he lets out a shaky breath, “Thank you for your hard work?”
Finally you break.
“Please.”
Taehyun is a messy kisser— though, you don’t find yourself to be too surprised, always more eager out of the two to get his hands on you as he begins to kiss you with abandon— his hand cupping your jaw to keep you close, tongue prodding your mouth open and sharp teeth sinking into your plush lips teasingly; behind you, Hueningkai has moved his hands to your hips, pulling you back and forcing your back to arch as you feel him begin to rut his cock into you slowly, dark eyes taking in the way you only whine and moan under their touch.
“Fuck, let me use those pretty hands, baby,” Taehyun sighs against your lips, guiding you down to his hard bulge and smiling against your lips the moment you begin to palm him; you’re slow and unsure with your movements, but that only makes Taehyun needier as he begins to rut his length against your palm, eager to get stimulation as he places his hand on top of yours to guide you to hold him through his sweats.
“Is playing hard to get fun for you?” Hueningkai asks, his voice low and rough as he plays with the hem of your shorts, pulling at the waistband before letting it go and allowing it to snap against your skin, “I can feel you soaking through your shorts— so fucking needy, why have you been avoiding us so long?”
You don’t have half the brain to answer that question; not when Taehyun has slipped your hand under his sweats and Hueningkai currently pulls down your skirt, leaving you exposed as you hold Taehyun’s cock and allow him to fuck into your first with shaky breaths against your lips.
Trying to avoid them was such a stupid decision— because if it meant you could have these two boys like this sooner, drunk off your touch and desperate to take even more from you, you would’ve given in to their cheeky comments and shameless flirting long ago.
Hueningkai’s fingers are slender and long as they glide up and down your slit; pressing against your panties, taking in the way you’ve soaked through them with a deep satisfaction as he lets out a breathy laugh. His middle and ring finger press at your entrance, listening to the way you whine and almost letting out a groan at the way you wiggle your hips and press them back in hopes of feeling him inside you.
“Waited so long for this,” Hueningkai breathes out, hooking his fingers under the waistband of your panties and pulling them down sloowwly, watching as you whine impatiently before you’re stepping out of your garments— You pull away from Taehyun, staring down at the way he bucks into your fist and missing the way he bites his lip to suppress a laugh at the sight of Hueningkai pocketing your soaked panties.
“Wanted to fuck you the moment you got assigned to us— our pretty makeup artist,” Hueningkai sighs, placing a kiss in between your shoulder blades before he’s fucking his fingers into you, jaw clenching at the way you suck in his fingers and tighten around him pathetically, the wet sounds that come from his shallow thrusts enough to have your head hanging with pleasure.
“Do you…” you sigh, letting out a soft whine as Taehyun takes a handful of your hair and forces your head back up, clearing your throat in a weak attempt to continue as the said man now begins to kiss and suck softly at your neck, careful to not leave any marks, “Do this to… fuck, every crew member you think is attractive? Mess with them shamelessly and try to corner them so you can finally fuck them? …Hmm?”
Hueningkai’s index finger is tracing your entrance teasingly— he laughs softly at your comment, choosing not to say anything as he stretches you out with a third finger instead; he’s curling his fingers and grinding his hand into your cunt, taking in your expression with hungry eyes and noting the places that make your legs shake.
“You think we do this to just anyone?” Taehyun asks, brows furrowed as he pulls away, taking in the way you wince at his appearance— more specifically, his lip tint that has smudged all over his lips and chin and onto your skin, “Baby, I hope you realize that you’re the first person we’ve ever pulled this shit on.”
“And the last,” Hueningkai chimes in, looming over your shoulder as he bites at your earlobe teasingly, his other hand circling your waist to rub at your clit, “We plan to keep you.”
God. You hope he didn’t notice the way you clenched pathetically from his words, but judging by the way he laughs breathily and fucks his fingers harder into you, he definitely did.
“Shit, what aren’t these hands good for?” Taehyun asks, watching the way you pump along his length and reach up to swipe the precum that leaks from his tip, spreading it along the rest of his length as you watch the way your hand glistens and becomes messy from your actions, “You have no idea how much I thought about this— always felt so guilty watching as you did my makeup so innocently, unaware that I’d give up my job if it meant I could— I could bend you over this vanity and fuck you good.”
“Did you ever fantasize about us?” Hueningkai teases, only to be surprised by the way you nod your head frantically, eyes shutting from embarrassment as you grind your hips back into him, just to get a feel of his cock against your ass, “Yeah? What’d you think about? Maybe we could make it happen.”
You shake your head no— you’re reluctant to spew out your fantasies as easily as the two are, but that only proves to be a mistake from the way Hueningkai’s fingers slip out of you, instead landing down harshly on your ass as you jump at the sudden feeling.
“What, too shy to tell us?” Taehyun asks, placing a hand on top of your own and making you slow to a stop as he examines your face, “Then again, you’ve always been a shy little thing— it’s your charm, you know.”
You can only let out a pathetic whimper at that; Taehyun is shaking your hand off him, your eyes fluttering open as you watch him tuck himself back in, giving you a sly smile before he’s sitting back down in his chair— Hueningkai is taking a step back, but it’s only to bend you over as he lets out a soft chuckle at your reaction— nodding to Hueningkai, Taehyun grins, his dimple poking at his cheek as he speaks.
“You first, Kai? I’ll give you the honors for being so patient.”
Your mouth is falling open the moment you feel his tip glide along your entrance— going up and down, clearly teasing you as he allows your wetness to collect on his dick, forcing you to listen to the sounds as you let out a shaky sigh, staring down at the vanity and your tense hands that are curled into fists— slowly, he begins to push into you, enjoying the way you bite your lip in an attempt to muffle your sounds, failing to do so as Hueningkai resorts to the next best thing— his hand is firm against your mouth as he holds your head up, your eyes meeting his through the mirror as you watch him begin to fuck you slowly.
The stretch has you blinking away tears of pleasure— if it weren’t for Hueningkai keeping you quiet, you’re sure you would’ve gotten the attention of the rest of the crew, your sounds muffled against the palm of his hand as your body begins to jolt forward from his pace, the vanity shaking slightly from the impact.
“Fuck,” Hueningkai grunts, brows furrowed together as he watches himself disappear inside you, “So perfect. Pussy was made for me, look how good you take it.”
The two only laugh as you let out a weak whine at the praise— they’ve got you figured out good, and you’re meeting Taehyun’s gaze through the mirror as you catch him staring at you, stroking his cock at a slow pace as he simply gives you a teasing grin.
“Why don’t you watch the way Huening fucks you, pretty?” He asks, and your eyes flicker back to the sight he’s talking about, meeting Huenigkai’s eyes as he simply sends you a coy smile, “You look so perfect like this— bent over the desk like a pretty doll, perfect for us to use… isn’t that right?”
Before you can moan out a muffled response, a sharp knock on the door takes your attention; you’re jolting to try and get Huening off you in a hurry, but the boy merely retaliates by pulling you back against him, colliding against his chest and letting out a weak whimper at the feeling of him rutting his hips up into you— watch, he growls into your ear, grinning with satisfaction as you immediately follow his orders.
“Yeah?” Taehyun calls out, his tone much too casual for someone who’s watching his fellow band member fuck the cute staff member the two have been pining for.
“Have you seen ___ anywhere? The makeup artist?” It’s Soobin, you all realize, your reaction of horror greatly contrasting the way the two merely smile casually at the realization, “They’ve been looking for her, and I thought you two would know where she might be.”
“Uhhhhm…” Taehyun draws out, crossing his arms and tilting his head as he watches the way Hueningkai continues to fuck you, fingers digging into your cheeks as his eyes widen at the way you’ve begun to squirm from his grip, your orgasm approaching as you try to grind your hips in search for more stimulation.
“If we knew where she was at, we’d probably be there bothering her,” Taehyun jokes, a crooked smile on his face as he listens to the way Soobin scoffs on the other side, “But seriously, we’re changing right now. She finished our makeup a while ago, we haven’t seen her.”
A moment passes; you think you might explode from how hard you’re trying to hold back your orgasm, but Hueningkai seems to be hellbent on making you cum from the way his free hand goes to circle your clit, your mouth falling open as you practically shake from the feeling.
“Well…” another pause— Soobin sighs, and Taehyun can already picture the man running a hand through his hair on the other side of the door, “Let me know if you find her.”
After a moment, his footsteps fade entirely— it’s only then that Hueningkai bends you over once more, grabbing your hips and using this as leverage to fuck you back into him as you whimper that you’re close— seconds after, you’re squeezing Hueningkai so hard he thinks his cock might slip out, fucking you through your orgasm as your legs simply tremble from the intensity of it all.
“Did that get you off, baby?” Hueningkai murmurs, his hips beginning to stutter as he watches you lay against the desk, your cheek pressed against the wood as you only let out weak whines in response, “Knowing we were about to get caught? Is that what made you cum, cutie?”
In a pathetic attempt to dodge his question, you bury your head in your arms— the man behind you simply laughs, pressing on the small of your back and grinding into you slowly, biting his lip at the sight.
“Want me to cum inside? Fill you up and have it leak down your legs, making people wonder just where you disappeared to for so long?” frantically, you nod; you’re pressing your ass back against him, trying to fuck back into him as Hueningkai only groans at the sight— moments later, you’re practically biting through your lip from the feeling of him filling you up so well, trying his best to fuck his cum back into you the moment it begins to drip back out.
A moment passes where the two of you simply remain still, attempting to regain your breaths— then, you hear sounds of shuffling and footsteps, and you’re meekly raising your head from your arms to watch as Taehyun approaches the two of you with a teasing smile.
“You should go get cleaned up and change,” Taehyun says, tapping your ass with a smile, “It’s my turn now, isn’t that right baby?”
Hueningkai rolls his eyes at the other’s antics— then, he’s slowly pulling out, hissing softly at the feeling before he’s grabbing your face and bringing you up for a kiss— it’s slow and sensual, his plump lips addicting as he sneaks his tongue in for a taste of you— he’s reluctant to pull away, and only does so when you grip his shirt in your hands weakly and whine petulantly in his mouth— pulling away, he’s sending you a soft smile, taking in the sight of your shining and swollen lips before he’s telling you I’ll be right back— Taehyun rolls his eyes at his words.
“Tell me,” Taehyun begins, bending you over once more and keeping his head next to yours, encouraging you to hold eye contact with him as he smiles softly— his index and middle finger are slowly massaging up and down your slit, and you let out a weak whimper at the feeling of him gathering the cum that’s leaking out of you before he’s pushing it back in slowly, “What would you fantasize about? I’d love to try it out on you.”
He won’t do anything until he hears your confession— a sign that you really did want them all along, forcing himself to tease you instead as he takes in the way you begin to break slowly, your hips attempting to chase pleasure, only to be stopped by Taehyun’s firm grip on your hip.
“I could do so many things to you,” he mutters softly, placing a chaste kiss on your shoulder before he continues, “All you have to do is tell me.”
Fuck, where do you even begin? All the things you’ve ever thought about these two boys were reserved for the dark hours of the night when you couldn’t control your wandering mind, never to be revealed as you always told yourself you’d take this attraction to your grave— but now, as you feel Taehyun’s fingertips continuously dip into your entrance teasingly, able to feel the way some of Hueningkai’s cum has already run down your thighs, you really can’t be blamed for the way Taehyun’s sparkling doe eyes are able to extract the words from you without a second thought.
“Thought of riding you while I did your makeup,” you whimpered out pathetically, the confession enough to make your face feel like it was on fire— Taehyun, however, thinks the image might just make him cum on the spot, so he doesn’t have it in him to be apologetic as he quickly guides you back to his makeup chair and makes you hover over him.
“Well? What’re you waiting for?” He asks breathlessly, straddling his lap and staring down at him with wide eyes as he keeps his hands on your waist, having yet to find release as he feels his cock straining painfully against his sweats, “Now’s your chance, cutie.”
You stare at Taehyun— at his smudged makeup, his flushed cheeks, and his eyes that are blown open with need— and nod meekly, your hand reaching to take him out before you’re lining him up with your entrance, brows furrowing slightly as you properly take in his size.
That does little to hinder you; the way you sink on Taehyun is fucking painfully slow, and the said man is cursing in your ear as he feels the way you clench around him, your and Hueningkai’s release already coating his dick and making a mess of the chair as you stare at him with bleary eyes.
“Don’t you need to fix my makeup?” Taehyun asks, his voice a bit strained from the effort to not pound into you recklessly— cluelessly, you nod, your expression making Taehyun let out a breathy laugh, “Do what you need to— I’ll do all the hard work, pretty thing.”
You’re unsure of what he may mean until he’s nodding back at the makeup case behind you— letting out a soft oh, you reach for your supplies, shaky hands taking what you need before you’re turning back to Taehyun.
His hands are on the swell of your ass, smiling fondly at you before he begins to buck his hips up into you— softly at first, giving you the illusion that he’ll actually let you work, then becoming rougher as he watches the way your expression breaks, coherence leaving your eyes as you simply look at him with bleary, clueless eyes— your actions are oh so slow as you try to touch up on his makeup, trying your best to not make things worse than they already are— but the task seems to be impossible with the way Taehyun fucks you, biting his lip and guiding your hips up and down to get you to ride him as well, already noticing a second orgasm building up from the way you help him out eagerly.
“Tyun,” you whimper out, makeup supplies in your fists as you place them firmly on his chest, “This isn’t working— I can’t… ah…!”
You’re interrupted mid-sentence as you’re finally coming undone on top of him— the makeup supplies in your hands dig into your skin from how hard you grip onto them, a weak, choked moan escaping you as Taehyun only continues to fuck you through it, not slowing down even after you’ve ridden out your high, going back to whining that you can’t do it, it’s too hard— too much.
“Yes you can,” he grins, taking in the way you only shake your head with satisfaction, “Okay then, can you hold out until I cum then? Can you be good for me, pretty girl?”
You don’t hesitate to nod at that; it has Taehyun laughing before it’s choked off into a moan, finally able to use you to his liking as he begins to fuck you rougher— shit… you hear him groan, and one look at him is enough to tell you that he’s staring at the sight in the mirror behind you— taking in how pretty you look as you bounce on his cock, hands desperately holding onto him as you tuck your head into his shoulder— The feeling of your lips sucking absentmindedly at his skin is enough to set him off, bottoming out inside you and groaning at the way his cum spurts inside you, barely able to stay in from how full you already are.
Gradually, his pace slows down to nothing but a slow grind— you’re attempting to regain your breath once you finally sit up, still perched prettily on his cock as you begin to touch up his makeup with shaky hands.
“Hmm? That’s unfair,” Hueningkai’s sudden voice has your head snapping up, looking to where he stands as he taps a finger at his collarbone, “Why didn’t I get one of those?”
Your eyes widen as you’re turning back to Taehyun at break-neck speed— sure enough, you’ve left a mark, and you can already feel your stomach sinking at the thought of having to cover that up.
“Relax, our outfits are pretty covered,” Taehyun scoffs, reading your expression with a playful roll of his eyes, “But I wouldn’t really mind having others see it.”
“No fair, can I get one?” Hueningkai pouts, even more so when you deny him shyly, focusing on your task and pretending as though you’re currently not sitting firmly on Taehyun’s cock with both their cum leaking out of you.
“Baby,” Hueningkai calls out softly, making you turn your head as he captures you in another kiss— it’s even messier than last time, which you really didn’t think was possible as you’re left panting for breath once he pulls away, your eyes widening at the lopsided grin he sends you.
“Fix my makeup next?”
Fuck, they’ll miss their damn show at this point.
#txt fanfic#txt fanfiction#txt imagines#txt oneshots#txt ff#taehyun x reader#taehyun imagines#taehyun oneshot#txt smut#txt hard hours#txt hard thoughts#taehyun smut#hueningkai x reader#hueningkai imagines#hueningkai oneshot#hueningkai smut
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wips ｡𖦹˚.🪼₊ ๋࣭ ⭑
(w) writing, (p) plotting, (i) idea
full works (1k+)
⋆ (w - 30%) wedding gift : smut, husband!gyu, wife!reader, post-wedding night, filming/photographing sex, more tba (?)
beomgyu makes sure to get the best use of his friend’s wedding gift to him — a second-hand digital camera — on your first night as husband and wife.
⋆ (w - 15%) things i wish you said : angst, ex-bf!soobin, unhappy relationship
you loved choi soobin and all that he had to offer. now, your dreams are haunted by everything he could never give.
⋆ (w - 2%) my love story with choi soobin at lvl553! : fluff, fake dating au, streamer!soobin, f!reader, reader has a cheating ex, strangers to lovers
to spite your cheating ex-boyfriend, you make it a point to bump into him at a games convention in your best dress. what you didn't plan to do was spite him with the fact that you're suddenly dating his favourite league streamer. small world, huh?
⋆ (w - 5%) it's a match! : smut, fluff, interns!gyu & f!reader, frenemies to lovers, one-sided hate(?), office romance, dom!gyu, sub!reader
your boss yeonjun has it out for you, because he combines the two things you hate the most into a nightmare of a project: dating apps, and your beloved, self-proclaimed office rival, choi beomgyu.
⋆ (p - 5%) pages of us : smut, strangers to lovers, pop rock band lead guitarist!beomgyu, manhwaga f!reader, dubcon-ish, mean dom!gyu, perv sub!reader
in dire need of inspiration for your new adult manhwa, the universe puts in your hands a shaggy-haired, guitar-playing, pretty boy named choi beomgyu. soon, he becomes the main lead of all your sick fantasies, dirty details and panels drawn into your precious sketchbook. you would have never thought your secret muse would have his hands on it, though. oops?
⋆ (i) enchanted : romance, fluff, hurt/comfort, soulmate au, magic realism, past life au, historical au, set in ? times and the mid 2000s, wizard!beomgyu x princess!reader, coworker!beomgyu, friends to lovers, strangers to lovers
from a smart-mouthed wizard pining for your hand in marriage to a silly, sentimental musician burning cds in hopes of melting through your resolve; in every lifetime, you and choi beomgyu are destined to fall in love.
drabbles, hcs, etc. (<1k)
⋆ txt as love songs from my playlist : fluff
⋆ txt as guys on your roster : suggestive, crack, hurt/comfort
⋆ txt as domestic couple things : fluff, inspo from nothing by bruno major
⋆ txt as manhwa tropes : fluff, crack
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Encanto genderbend names and personalities
Alma I’m keeping her the same
Julieta/Julius In essence the same with a bit of subconscious Toxic masculinity
Pepa/Pedro Simps for his short queen wife and overprotective of his shapeshifter daughter
Bruno/Bianca had to deal with a lot of unwanted advances from jerks who were “willing to settle for her” she’s the baby sister so these guys were swiftly “delt with”
Felix/Felicia she and Pedro are just a feedback loop of simping for eachother
Augustine/Adella less clumsy because a pregnant woman with Augustine’s level of clumsiness would not be a good thing
Isabela/Isa was taught to be the man of the house works with crops instead of flowers bit of toxic masculinity
Dolores/Darío overprotective big brother but he has super hearing so good luck to anyone perving on Camila
Luisa/Luis wouldn’t have any insecurities about his body like Luisa (the fannon version at least) is actually quite popular with girls though he’s oblivious to it loves his baby brother more then anything
Camilo/Camila the oldest girl in the most influential family and with the power of shape shifting she tends to get a lot of attention some innocent some less so her parents and brother have managed to shield her from the worst of it so far she’s definitely daddy’s little Princess usually stays in her “true” form since she finds it cute on its own
Mirabel/Milagro very similar to cannon Mirabel but a bit closer to the warm side of the family since he makes dresses for his Primas
Antonio/Ángel obsessed with stuffed animals and always wants to have tea party’s with her siblings and favorite primo
#encanto#encanto au#bruno madrigal#julietta madrigal#isabella madrigal#genderbend#luisa madrigal#mirabel madrigal#alma madrigal#antonio madrigal#camillo madrigal#dolores madrigal#encanto mirabel#julieta madrigal#encanto alma#pepa madrigal#felix madrigal#Augustine Madrigal
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for the pervs out here
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LITG Characters as Brooklyn 99 Quotes
If someone has already done this I apologise.
Dividers by @kokokabana !
Gary : Today we face the worst Love Island has to offer— Casa Amour.
*Gary and Graham slowly walking towards each other*
Gary : Sea captain, Graham, we meet again.
Graham : Crane operator, Gary, your fly’s down— I made you look!
Gary : I didn’t look. And I’m wearing shorts, so there is no fly.
Graham : That’s not what your mom said.
Gary: You make no sense.
Graham: And now I’m inside your head.
Dylan: How’d you convince everyone to betray me?
MC: I asked if they wanted to embarrass you and they instantly said yes.
Dylan: I’m not gonna lie, that turns me on a little bit.
Hope: Lottie, please keep an eye on Marisol. She’s gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person and get herself punched.
Lottie: Sure, I’d love to see Marisol get punched.
Hope: Try again.
Lottie, slowly: I will stop Marisol from getting punched.
Bruno: Youcef, tag in?
Youcef: No, not even if it cures cancer.
Bruno: Okay. *continues dancing*
MC, holding up two pictures: Here are two pictures. One is your gym locker and the other is a garbage dump in the Philippines. Can you tell which is which?
Bruno, pointing: That one is the dump?
MC; They’re both your locker!
Bruno: Gah! I should’ve guessed that, that’s good!
*Youcef, sitting down with Angie and MC.*
MC: What’s going on? You never eat with us. Or talk with us.
Angie: I accidentally smiled at you last week and you shined a laser pointer into my eye and screamed, “Perv.”
Youcef: Yeah, well, something’s about to be revealed that’s gonna change my social status forever. I’m one of you now. Prettier, and different, and better. But I’m one of you.
*Another scene*
MC: Oh my god, what is on your sweater?
Youcef: *Wearing a naked mole rat sweater*, As everyone knows, my spirit animal is nature’s greatest predator, the wolf. But I committed a horrible sexual blunder and I am no longer wolf-worthy. My spirit animal is now this: The naked mole rat, the ugliest animal there is.
MC: Yeah, it’s pretty ugly.
Youcef: Hey! Only I get to talk about my spirit animal that way. You don’t get to say that. Come on, MC. Gosh.
Finn: Here’s the plan: We’re gonna go to the finals, you’re gonna enjoy and fall in love with MC, you’re gonna want to pursue being in a relationship with her. And that’s a Finn guarantee.
Alfie: Your last Finn guarantee you made was that you could dunk a basketball.
*flashback*
Finn: *Standing on a ladder with a basketball in hand*, I never said I couldn’t use a ladder. Finn guarantee achieved! *Tries dunking the basketball, but looses balance and falls off*.
#sorry if these aren’t accurate lol#it’s all for funsies anyway#litg#love island the game#litg s5#litg s2 p4#litg 2#litg s2#litg gary#litg graham#litg dylan#litg hope#litg lottie#litg bruno
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Cannot stop thinking about giorno being an absolute menace, like I wonder what he would do with a darling who didn’t want to leave but they’re still firm on their on boundaries,like I would be fine to sit and play housewife lmao he’s paying for everything!! But if he wanted to catch an attitude like “you’re not allowed to go anywhere without me” I would be so annoyed. Like I don’t want to leave why are you being so insecure like hold my hand we gon go get therapy go them abandonment issues and separation anxiety 🙄SHDJD like he’s waiting for them to try and fight him or hurt him and run away bc there’s no way they’re chill, he’s prepared his entire mindset to physiologically manipulate them and to wait for them to love him but they already like him they’re just annoyed at how clingy he is. Like okay you can hold onto me or whatever but i need to go shower, unless you’re gunna like wash my hair like I’m a Victorian maiden and the maids wash you themselves; I would like a cm of personal space🥰🥰 like fhsh he’s so flabbergasted “🤨🤨 you sure you’re not going to escape?” Like he keeps setting them up and they pass every time liek cameras in the house but every exit is wide open and unlocked and it’s empty and they just go get food and go back upstairs 💀 even the rest if passions who would readily keep you under lock and key for him are like ,,,, maybe he is a little crazy we need to have an intervention😭😭 he was ready to use sex as bargaining but like I’m down lmao let me tie up my hair. Like I’ll definitely argue if he pulls some “ I love you and want to keep you safe” shit when I am literally going to the grocery store like mista and Bruno are literally escorting me you can calm the fuck down😒 like you can keep me here or whatever but you’re not gunna smother me that I won’t let slide; he’s trying to have his. Subordinates get close to you so you can tell them you’re planning to escape but that don’t work either. “ you actually hate him don’t you? You don’t look happy” “not really, I mean he’s like a golden retriever he just wants affection. Him stealing my underwear is annoying tho” “ you need me to help you escape? I can save you” “nah, I’m pretty good right here,and giorno has ears everywhere you might not want to let him hear you say that”
honestly... honestly, hear me out, i think giorno would respect those boundaries. idkkk like most yandere works i read of him, the writers always do him like that..... he doesn't let the reader leave or go anywhere but if the reader is like 'fuck u go away' giorno will watch over from afar (mentally crying bc he wants to respect his s/o and bc he can't be near them LOL)
YOU KNOW HE HAS SOME BAD ASS SEPARATION ANXIETY AND ABANDONMENT ISSUES. LOOK AT HIS PARENTSSSS AND HIS CHILDHOOD-
no, see i think i could deal w the kidnapping and everything but like if i had to be stuck talking to a man for the rest of my life i dont think i could do it... sorry giorno,,, you can take away my freedom but not my friends! i would HAVE to shittalk with someone and i clearly cant shittalk to him! ... hmm i wonder if giorno would let his s/o talk shit about him to hiim HAH A
omg i would so want to go grocery shopping w mista like what a chaotic experience that would be but at the same time that would also be hell bc mista would not be my friend like he's working for giorno T T he would not care about my ass-
giorno steals underwear confirmed like it's right there, he's a gentleman-y perv (gasp that gives me an idea)
also if giorno were to keep you under lock and key, which character should he NOT keep close to you? Like for me, it would be abba bc if giorno leaves me in a room w that man im jumping his ass and sitting on his *
sigh i love part five
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Me: This character is so fascinating. He’s suffered so much trauma and yet he’s so sweet and gentle. I want to explore his backstory! I want to flesh out his inner life! I want to dig into how his experiences shaped him as an adult and imagine his complex, full-color future!!
Me writing fic: Here’s a 2,000 word description of his dick.
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Yandere Bucci Gang Headcanons
Warnings: gender neutral reader, physical abuse, mental abuse, Mista being a perv, threatening of violence, torture (not to reader), mentions of threatening with guns, wrongful use of Stands
Also, thanks to @candyk0rn for helping me theorize and giving me some ideas <3
Honestly, good luck babe.
One of the most manipulative and violent groups that could ever go after you
If you thought one of them was bad, hooo boy just you wait until they bring you home to the rest of them
General
They will take turns with literally everything asdfghjk
Istg they will be playing rock, paper, scissors on who gets to snuggle with (y/n) next
I feel like Bruno would take charge (as per usual) and tell them to take turns
Because the first few days it was hell, with poor darling being thrown around from person to person like a ragdoll
Thus, a schedule was born
Although half the time Narancia and Mista completely ignore it-
Fugo has as well, once or twice, but usually everyone keeps to the schedule more for you than anything
The schedule literally lists out anything that anyone would want to do, and lists it in turns
Darling is going to bed? Who’s turn is it to snuggle up with them?
(Y/n) wants to watch TV? Not without...*checks schedule* Giorno!
Baby needs to shower? *Mista yelling in the back bc it’s not his turn*
The last time it was Mista’s turn to watch over you while you were showering,,,
Let’s just say you had bruised limbs for awhile from attempting to protect yourself from Mista trying to get in with you
Honestly showering with one of them in the bathroom with you never goes well
Last time you showered it was Abbacchio’s turn, and that went over well *sarcasm*
As soon as you turned on the water and stepped into the shower, you poked your head out from the curtain and spoke out: “Y-You can come in now...”, quickly ducking back behind the curtain when you heard the door click open and Abbacchio step in. They didn’t allow you to lock the door and have some privacy while you showered, let alone leave you be for one second. So whenever you needed to shower, one of them always had to be with you, making sure you didn’t hurt yourself in any way or try and escape.
Being alone in there with Abbacchio was weird. He’s quiet, very different from the others in the gang. Narancia will sit in there and talk your ear off while you shower, and Giorno and Bruno would speak, but only on small things like asking if you were alright if you were quiet for too long or if you needed anything. Fugo might even read to you if he’s in a good mood. But this was different. Abbacchio was dead quiet. You finally gathered the courage to peek out from the curtain to see if he was even still there. You wondered if he had left to go grab some wine, or he was bored and just let you be. Wishful thinking. A flash of white popped up in your vision, just as your eyes looked past the curtain’s colors. You jumped back for a moment, before looking more at what he was doing. He was sitting on a chair left in the bathroom, long legs crossed like a royal. He had a wine glass in his hand, the faint tint of purple lipstick on the rim. You were looking for so long that you didn’t notice how long you had actually been in the shower for. You saw him look over at where you were, and you swiftly dashed back under the water, being careful not to slip. As you reach out your hand to grab the shampoo, you hear a deep chuckle. “You’re taking too long. Don’t make me come in there.” His voice echoes in the room. You shiver under the water, even though it’s warm.
Punishment
Let’s all agree that Fugo is the worst when it comes to punishment, violence-wise
Bruno is the second worst
However there is a key difference between the two of them
Bruno will apologize for what he’s done (although he’ll go right back to violence if you screw up again)
Fugo won’t.
Ever.
Bruno will give you sweet kisses and soft touches after beating the shit out of you, even if you lean away you won’t be able to escape him doting on you
“I’m sorry, beautiful... But you did this to yourself.” He says, wiping away a stray tear on your cheek
Fugo is a very different story
He’s a jealous creature, and he hates it
Most of the time, he takes that hate out on you
Although he’s not always hurtful and angry, you most likely will never know when he’ll explode, unless you know what you’ve done pissed him off
“Come here, cara mia~.” You know he’s really pissed off when he calls you a pet name
Don’t run, it’ll only make it worse
What’s worse still, is that Giorno is usually right behind Fugo
Giorno is the ultimate mastermind behind probably 70% of the punishments Fugo gives out
Giorno will plant things in Fugo’s head to make him upset, playing him like a puppet
Giorno will never physically harm you, so he uses Fugo to do it for him
“(Y/n) did something bad, Fugo. I think it’s time they learned their lesson, yes?”
Honestly, I think Narancia would be quite violent as well, although in a more childish way than the others
He’ll lock you in a closet for a while, he won’t let you have any cake, petty stuff like that
The farthest he’ll go physical harm-wise is putting a knife to your neck, but that’s about it
You usually stop what you’re doing anyway when that happens, so it doesn’t have to get worse for you
Right?
Abbacchio is the most manipulative out of all of them
He’ll definitely use Moody Blues to his advantage
He won’t physically harm you, but your family and friends are fair game
If you’ve done something he doesn’t like, he won’t say a word
He’ll just leave for a few hours
The first time this happened you were really confused
Mista was cuddling you in his lap on the couch when he finally came back
He grabbed your hand and dragged you away, much to Mista’s dismay
And he sat you down in an empty room, bringing Moody Blues out
MB turns into a close family member of yours, and what plays out is horrifying
Your family member lies on the ground, screaming and thrashing about, spitting blood and tears everywhere
Abbacchio makes you watch the whole thing
It went on for an hour or so, and then he pauses it
“This is what will happen to everyone you love if you don’t behave. Understand?”
Whimpering and sobbing, you nod fearfully
He lets Mista have you back
Speaking of Mista-
He would be the only one not to give out punishments
He has threatened you by pulling his gun out a few times, but never pointed his gun at you directly
He knows you’re already scared of the others, so flashing his gun will be all he needs to do to get you to stop whatever you were doing
He’s the one to coddle you and bandage you up after being severely punished
“Aww baby, come here~ I’ll hold you and give you kisses!~”
A/N: I’m really proud of this one! Can’t you tell I have kinda an Abba bias? >w> Thanks for reading!~ <3
#bucci gang#yandere headcanons#yandere#yandere mista#yandere giorno#yandere bruno#yandere narancia#yandere abbacchio#yandere jjba#yanderejjbapart5#jjba part 5#yandere fanfiction#yandere jojo's bizarre adventure#yanderebuccigang#x reader#yandere x y/n#fanfic#jojo no kimyō na bōken#jojo no kimyou na bouken#reverse harem#yanderereverseharem
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perv! leone
i am a disgusting person but if i’m honest i feel 0 shame-this one is a bit short
i did a few others as well !! jotaro & joseph & dio & kakyoin & bruno & rohan
♡dark content !! period sex mentioned ??
☆perv leone who can’t keep his cool when you’re around because those outfits that trish lets you borrow does things to him.
☆perv leone who loves watching you fight because the way your body moves turns him on.
☆perv leone who scares other boys off from talking to you. he does it for your own good y/n. these boys don't want anything but sex from you, he is protecting you from a broken heart.
☆perv leone who was thrilled when bruno brought you back and ever more so when he finds out you’re 19. so fragile and easy to manipulate.
☆perv leone who helps you comb your hair out after you shower. partly because he wants to be nice and partly so he can touch your soft skin and take in your fresh scent.
☆perv leone who loves laundry day. he always volunteers to do it and no one complains. better him than them right ? he always goes through and picks out your prettiest panties and cutest shirts. anything that smells like you. he takes it to his room and keeps it for a bit, sleeps with it on his pillow and uses it for his more lewd needs. after a few weeks he will wash them and act shocked when you find it in the laundry.
☆perv leone who gets giddy when you start your period. you’re always so emotional and he’s quick to comfort you. holding you close to his chest and stoking your hair. he’s always happy to go on errands for you and get all your favorite foods. he doesn’t mind a little blood. he will fuck the cramps away <3
☆perv leone always follows you on your solo missions. he has to make sure you’re safe. and maybe he gets to see a bit of your naked body ;)
☆perv leone who gets hard when you eat sweets in front of him. the way you lick your lips and softly groan to yourself about how good it is. god he wants to know how your lips feel against his. how your tongue would feel against his member
☆perv leone who uses his stand for his benefit. if he likes that outfit you’re wearing he’ll have moody blues use it’s power to show him ur again and again. he feels so guilty afterwards but does it again and again.
#this was was so much shorter than i wanted it to be#emo dad#i am such a sucker for guys like him#long hair#dark makeup#painted nails !?#it gets no better than that#i am so down bad#abbacchio smut#leone abbacchio#abbacchio x reader#dark content#tw he’s a perv#perv!leone#jjba smut#jjba part 5#anime x reader#jjba x reader#esha writes
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I’m BEGGING you for more perv!bruno. I’m on my knees here man
I'm thinking about it 😳👉🏽👈🏽 kinda wanna watch encanto again (as if I haven't watched it so many times already) for ideas~ but yeah the thought of perv!bruno (or even dark!bruno) is so delicious. Might write something later or some other time!
#asks#bruno madrigal#krissy-fallen#i honestly didn't really think too much of him the first time i watched encanto#like he was a fave of mine and i thought he was endearing#but now after another rewatch? I'm kinda obsessed..#like i have done thoughts 👀#also i 100% think he can be a switch now#sub leaning tho
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total galaxy brain to think of glory hole bruno, never would have thought of that, thats such an interesting idea. he might be into it in a roleplay type situation, maybe? im interested in ur thoughts about what type of scenario could work. i figured roleplay could work, unless he wants to do something risky and do something semi-public with it as well
Right!!!! or it falls into more creepy/perv bruno territory which could also be equally fun I mean jesus the possibilities are endless.
But like whether it be roleplay or not the scenario I see playing out is like... he, while living in the walls, fell in love with you from afar. maybe ousted himself by accidentally knocking something over while looking at you (perhaps even while trying to relieve himself)... and while you're startled at first you realize who he is and why he's there and you have to keep this a secret. And to his surprise you do. You don't tell a soul. So then you start talking from between the wall for a while- the mutual pining growing until one of you confesses to deadass feelings. But bruno can't come out of the walls for fear of being caught 🤷♀️🤷♀️🤷♀️ what is there to do right??? except... for this hole in the wall that you've been speaking to each other through this entire time. So... you take initiative. Tell him that you want this. You want to see this part of him. And he's so desperate how can he refuse you? So he slides his trousers down, and slides his length through the hole to let you do with him what you will...
and the rest is history
#I WILL have to make a proper fic out of this but this is what y'all get for today#bruno madrigal#bruno madrigal x reader#encanto#egg's smut#no but like REALLY. it's the forbidden-ness of it. the forced restraint. the pervy horniness of it all. I'm in love
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Rip to Darling from the reverse Harem au. Their rooms gonna be full of art of them that the boys did ♡♡
- Pubby
absolutely
Bruno and Giorno have paintings they did of their darling in their private studio. Just hundreds of canvases and paper dedicated to just you. Giorno makes flower arrangements using flower language to dedicate his love to you, making sort of like a shrine. Bruno gets frustrated and rips canvases in half if he doesn't think they capture darling's true beauty and works for hours sleeplessly until he gets it right he may or may not also masturbate on pictures of darling bc he's a perv like that but yeah, gio and bruno will def draw nudes of darling for themself
Abbacchio makes clay busts and other sorts of things of darling's head, hands, full body, and etc. (he 100% kisses the busts pretending its you). He also stalks you and take aesthetic pictures of you when you're not looking. lets be real he's peeped and got some naughty shots...and also makes nudes of you out of clay he keeps for himself
Fugo ends up just writing darling's name over and over again in fanciful calligraphy, naming fonts he makes after you if he shows them to you and you like it. If he makes even one mistake, he rips the paper in two and starts over. He may also write your name with his last name or end up writing poetry with calligraphy about some pretty dark and depraved shit about you and what he wants to do to you (but he purposefully chooses difficult to read fonts so only he can read it) he also makes little clay trinkets to give to you, like cups and stuff, but he also replicates things like your hand (you know like those mold forms you can make with hands) and your bust.
Narancia makes obsessive wood carvings of if the two of you end up together, like wooden marriage scenes with wooden dolls, family wood blocks he can go print out, and keeps the one you do with him so he can obsessively touch it and try to recreate it. Also he has access to sharp thing so watch out.
Mista absolutely makes miniature sculptures of you from metal, or hints of you and him getting together and being a family, that sort of thing. He also obsessively makes rings, wanting to make your perfect wedding ring and his to match. He'll engrave inside of it "forever mine" and stuff like that. he'll stalk around to find out your birthstone/favorite colors, favorite motifs, etc. He also makes collars he dreams of locking you in so he can keep you forever. He also makes flat metal sheet carvings of his 'enemies' (rivals or just acquaintances of yours) and shoots at them to get his stress out
in conclusion: you're fucked
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my stepdad about bruno: he looks like a perv
#txt#cue me laughing like a hyena bc it was during the family madrigal .#aka the begining of the movie
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listen...i think Bruno is secretly a perv. like hardcore. he's suave and gentle and all that in public but alone? dirty jokes. all the time. very grabby with his s/o at all times, you can feel him undressing you with his eyes from across the room
Yall know how I feel about Bruno: the man is a sexual deviant underneath his gentlemanly demeanor. He doesn’t bust out the jokes often but when he does, they’re funny as hell and always dirty. If his partner is nervous about something or having a bad day, Bruno would eye them from across the room for awhile before cupping their ass. He’d gently tell a dirty joke from behind them, smirking once he makes them laugh. It quickly turns from joking to serious and Bruno would give their ass a smack and lick the shell of their ear. He’d have them bent over the nearest piece of furniture in no time, rutting his hips against them, still with their clothes on and everything.
He is very physically affectionate and has to remind himself all the time in public that he can’t touch his s/o like he does in private. Bruno would find his palms itching to grope their chest or hips like he does when they’re alone. He’d clench his fists to his side in response, trying valiantly to restrain himself. When this happens he’d draw closer to them and whisper in their ear about his frustrations. “I want you right now.” His breath would tickle their ear while he leaned over, pedestrians on the busy streets walking past them. “I’ve been thinking about feeling you since we walked out the door. Do you know how hard it is to keep my hands off of you?” Bruno’s sapphire eyes dart down his partner’s front before returning to their face. “That outfit looks so wonderful on you. Will you give me the pleasure of peeling it off of you?”
It’s hard for them to go out sometimes lol
#it's difficult for him to keep it in his pants when he is out and about with his love#they just look so damn good all the time#and he's good at noticing#bruno bucciarati#bruno confession#jjba#not sfw#knife asks#anonymous
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