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niki-phoria · 4 months

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SAY YOU LOVE ME TIL THE END OF THE WORLD

pairing: hyunsu x gn!reader genre: hurt comfort word count: 719

notes: set in s1, i'm in love with him i can't help it, hyunsu cries, reader cries, hyunsu needs a hug and he gets one !! still haven't finished s2 lol

you’re not exactly sure how you ended up like this. it all feels surreal - being locked inside of your apartment building; monsters coming to life; blood and carnage visible wherever you turn. part of you wishes it’s all a nightmare. that you’ll wake up, safe in hyunsu’s arms in his apartment, listening to the soundtrack of a random drama or your neighbours arguing next door. but it’s not.

the stairwell is stuffy. you’re almost certain it hasn’t been cleaned in months - if ever. spiderwebs decorate the corners of the walls if you squint hard enough.

hyunsu doesn’t react to your presence. not when the door closing behind you echoes throughout the dingy space. not when you begin to make your way down the steps. not even when you sit down near the bottom beside him so close that your knees brush against each other.

with nothing better to do, you begin to study hyunsu’s features. his eye bags have gotten worse. his shoulders sag - likely from a combination of stress and exhaustion. the slight frown on his face has become familiar, a fact that makes your heart ache.

“are you okay?” your voice is little more than a whisper. the words are shaky and uncertain. you don’t know what to say. you don’t know what to do.

hyunsu’s gaze remains unwavering. you resist the urge to push him for answers, instead turning to face the wall alongside him. there are chips in the multiple layers of paint - a of many symptoms of a decrepit building. layers of dust coat the stairwell railing, some older than others.

“i don’t know.” you’ve been sitting in silence for so long that hyunsu’s voice nearly startles you when he speaks. he takes a shaky breath before he continues, still staring into space. “i’m… scared. what if…” he pauses. tears sting at the corners of his eyes but he blinks them away before they can threaten to fall, though it does little to prevent the way his voice cracks. “what if i become a monster?”

“hyun…” you can’t help yourself. you react without thinking - all but throwing your arms around him as if the tighter you hold him the easier it will be to mend the pieces of his cracked heart back together.

hyunsu tenses in your arms. his breath hitches in surprise; his eyes widen and his heart beats erratically in his chest. a few agonizing second pass before he reacts. hesitantly. slowly. but he reacts.

shaky hands wrap around your waist. hyunsu lets his eyes flutter closed as he relaxes into your arms, burying his head into the crook of your neck. thick strands of his dark hair tickle the exposed skin of your neck. you can just barely feel a few stray tears slowly begin to seep into the fabric of your shirt.

“that won’t happen.” your hands grip his hoodie tightly, almost like he’ll disappear if you let go. pulling away, you reach up to cup hyunsu’s cheek with your hand. “i promise. i won’t let that happen.”

a beat of silence passes. deep brown eyes stare into your own. leaning in, you press a kiss against his cheek. you can just barely taste the saltiness of his tears. hyunsu closes his eyes, further relaxing against your touch. this time there’s no tension in his shoulders or tremble in his hands when he pulls you closer.

you kiss him again - this time on the other side of his face. and again. and again. and again.

his skin feels warm against your own, in contrast to the unrelentingly cold air surrounding you. winters in seoul have always been unforgiving, only made worse by the lack of heating in the lobby of the green home apartment building.

your touch is gentle when you brush your thumb against his cheek. you don’t hesitate at all when you lean in, pressing your lips against his in a sweet kiss. “i love you,” you murmur. “please don’t ever forget that.”

hyunsu doesn’t respond. at least, not verbally. instead, he intertwines your fingers together, stroking his thumb against your knuckles and tracing the dips and valleys of your palm. it’s soft. so simple you almost don’t realize it’s there - but it is. and you do.

a promise is written against your skin. i love you too.

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schmidtsbimbo · 4 months

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★Peeta Mellark Headcanons★

𖦹 Warnings: Mentions of the orange peel theory so maybe look it up if you don’t know what that is, nothing else this man could do no wrong

⋆｡°‧Requests are open! Comments and reblogs are welcome and appreciated♡

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: this is incredibly short but i had to get it out of my system i miss peeta its been rotting my brain, also i promise I’ll get to my requests eventually :p

This has not been proofread ^_^

Peeta who can’t keep his hands off you. Not necessarily in a sexual manner, he’s just simply yearning for your reassurance and the comfort of your presence. Weather it’s locking pinkies together while you walk alongside each other or simply playing with your hair while you sleep

Peeta who would do absolutely anything for you. That orange peeling trend on tiktok is kinda what made me want to write this because omg??? He heard you complain once about how sticky your hands get when you peel them and he hasn’t let you peel yourself one since. That man would run into a house fire just to get you that orange. He’d plant his own orange tree, tending and caring for it just for you if he could

Peeta who never comes home without brining you some kind of gift. If he’s in town and finds a small trinket he thinks you’ll like, you bet he’s getting it for you. Picking flowers on his way home simply because they’re your favorite color and picking up a small rock because it was kinda shaped like a heart, anything he thought you’d like he’d get for you in a heartbeat

Peeta who enjoys your presence no matter what you’re doing together. You could be quietly reading a book and he’d lay on the opposite side of the bed just admiring you as your eyes are glued to the page. Completely oblivious to his gaze on you, his eyes reflecting appreciation and fondness with every lingering look

Peeta who loves seeing you in his clothes. He’s coming home after working on the garden you guys started together and can’t help but just beam at the sight of you cooking in one of his t-shirts. You’d wake up missing him a bit more than usual that morning and start looking for anything of his, smiling fondly at his familiar scent as you slip on his t-shirt and begin your day

Peeta who always brings you back a small treat from the bakery, weather it’s your favorite bread or a cupcake decorated especially for you with small hearts and smiley faces, he always makes sure to never come home empty handed

#i miss him so much omg #peeta… come home #peeta my beloved #screaming crying and throwing up he’s so sweet #josh hutcherson #peeta mellark #peeta mellark fanfic #peeta mellark headcanons #peeta mellark x reader #peeta mellark x you #the hunger games peeta #thg peeta #the hunger games #peeta x reader #peeta mellark x fem!reader #peeta mellark fluff #peeta mellark x y/n #Rosie writes ―୨୧

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melancholypancakes · 11 months

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I don't know why no one has done this but we need more Actor! Wally Darling x reader from the Actor AU where he's all sassy and diva.

If human readers, definitely his assistant, hair stylus, bodyguard or producer ;)

Human x puppet would be an interesting romance fanfic especially considering Wally would fall for this human.

could be fluff or angst, the angst would be funny in my head like it could be his Assistant or hair stylus would be tired of his shit XD

For example, Wally basically treats Y/n bad for too long and they're not having it.

Wally just understand his feelings for Y/n so he starts denying his feelings.

He never admits them and it’s too late.

they had enough and decide to leave “Welcome home” for the “The muppets show”.

{…}

*Basically Wally being rude to them and Y/n just can't seem to take it anymore*

"Just schedule it for next week and no MISTAKES." Wally demanded.

However, Y/n was done.

“You know what. No. Fuck you.” Y/n glared daggers at Wally as he gasp in diva

"What? No?! Why not!" he exclaims for an answer.

"I'm leaving." they glared at him with a dark stares as they get ready to leave.

“You can’t leave! I am the one who decides whether you stay or no! Now fix my hair! .” He angrily stammers.

“Oh bite me you piece of shit. I quit! Go hire another poor soul to be your play toy.” They continue

“Kermit the frog would treat me better than you asshole. I might as well be his assistant at his muppets show!” They babble on as they pack their things.

Wally tries to stop them from leaving but they push him away, “Do not. Call me.” They angrily leaving the studio leaving sally on the floor heartbroken as his hair messy and tears fall down his cheeks, regretting not tell them his feelings sooner.

{…}

So yeah, heavy angst or super fluffy would be great 😌

However, Puppet reader though 😏😏 personally I got with Gothic puppet but since it applies to everyone.

Puppet reader would be Wally best friend since they were surrounded by silbing Divas their entire lives.

They would be part of the cast as the next door neighgbor but not the main cast until wally and the reader are paired as a romantic dynamic duo in the show.

They end up getting close despite Wally's diva attitude and the reader use to it as wally reminds them of their older sibling.

Wally ends up befriending the reader "unwillingly" and they get closer than friends 😏😏

#Welcome home #Welcome home au #wally darling x y/n #wally actor au #actor wally darling x reader #Welcome home fanfic idea #Please someone wrote this i request it ❤️#request fanfic #Calling writers #Romatic fanfic #Romance #diva wally #Diva x sweet #the muppets #human y/n #puppet y/n #Tw warning #curse words

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candyrockpop · 1 year

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Howdy Pillar X Gender Neutral Reader Part 2

CW/TW— None, just cute Howdy Pillar content!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Howdy couldn't help but think of how pretty you looked, but he didn't like that you looked so upset. So when he went up to you and you told him about your date standing you up he just knew he had to help you. He was happy you were willing to go on a date with him, in the end. He didn't think you would since people usually don't like him since he's a puppet. They try, then they end up standing him up since they can't come to terms with him being a puppet.

Gods, he almost couldn't stop looking at you the whole night, even when you teased him about what he ordered from the restaurant. He loved the slight flush that appeared on your cheeks when he teased you back, and how you smiled and laughed. You were so kind, and you were just everything he ever wanted.

Both of you were sad when the night came to an end, him walking you home. He didn't care how far it was, he wanted to make sure you were safe. You talked the entire way, asking questions and telling stories back and forth. He had to catch you before you fell from laughing too hard when he told of Wally taking apples from his store. He didn't see what was so amusing, but he was just happy to hear your laughter so he didn't mind.

He went home that night with your phone number in his phone and a promise to message or call you. He was advised to text, since you didn't care for calls that much, so he did just that. Two nights later, after building his confidence and calming his nerves, he messaged you.

[304-672-9961] Hello! It's me, Howdy!

[Bug] Oh, hey Howdy! You waited an awful long time, almost didn't think you'd message.

[Bug] changed [304-672-9961]'s name to

Pillar Man🐛

[Pillar Man🐛] I'm sorry, I was very nervous!

[Bug] Oh gee, it's alright! I was nervous myself.

[Pillar Man🐛] You were? Golly that's nice to hear. I was hoping that maybe we could go on another date?

[Pillar Man🐛] Only if you're comfortable, of course!

[Bug] I'd love to go on another date with you! When and where?

His face flushed and he smiled. He actually got to go on another date with you!

[Pillar Man🐛] You choose, since I chose last time!

[Bug] Okay, how about Thursday at, maybe 7 o'clock? P.M. I feel I should clarify. We can meet nearby, at the park?

[Pillar Man🐛] Oh, that sounds lovely! I shouldn't dress up fancy, should I?

[Bug] Oh, gods no! No matter how good you look in a suit, they just aren't all that comfortable.

[Pillar Man🐛] Oh my, well alright! I'll see you then, I suppose!

[Bug] Bye, Howdy.

His face was so flushed, oh dear! You thought he looked good in a suit! Two of his hands came up to hide his face, but the other two couldn't help but stim. He was so happy and excited! He hoped he could keep going on dates with you, maybe be in a relationship one day. He sighed at the thought, being able to just be happy with you and give you hugs and kisses and-

Oh dear, he didn't know his cheeks could get any warmer. He needed to calm down a moment so his cheeks could cool down, too.

Hello! Sorry it took me so long to get this part out despite it being so short. I didn't know what to do for it, and I ended up cycling through a few ideas before this came into existence.

I will be making a part three, and I hope you enjoyed!

#howdy pillar #welcome home x reader #howdy pillar x y/n #welcome home arg #welcome home puppet show #howdy pillar x reader #welcome home howdy x reader #fluff #sweet #hes so cute #welcome home howdy #hes shy #welcome home arg x reader #feel free to make requests or asks!

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boozenboze · 1 year

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Pyeon Sang-Wook x Male reader

Females She/Her and She/They DNI

M/n was one of the most helpful people in the apartment. One reason being that he was a Doctor,and he his good friends with Eunhyuk. Before all the crazy shit occured M/n would assist the male with his studies and even helped him with bills. It was hard taking care of yourself along with your sibling with no extra help so he appreciated it.

When Hyun-su came back from gathering stuff throughout the apartment, M/n would be the first person to check up on him before he had to go into the room. The h/c haired male made Hyunsu feel more secured, especially because of the looks the other renters gave him. Hyun-su could never come back down to the main floor without M/n wiping any blood off his face and giving him his portion of food.

Today went by like normal, M/n checked up on Dusik who he had a nice co nversation with. He also went on a walk around the complex to see if he left anything useful in his apartment. As he ascended the stairs, the faint smell off smoke filled his nostrils. He approached and opened the rusted door and grunted when the door jammed.

The noise alerted the man who was outside smoking, which caused him to turn around. The two locked eyes for a while before the man with the cigarette turned around. M/n said nothing and only smiled as he stood next to the man while leaning over the railing. Their was a comforting silence between the both of them as the male puffed out smoke from his mouth.

He didn’t know how it happened.One moment he was standing in a peaceful silence with the gangster looking man only to now be dressing his wounds. The man had came to the main floor with a bite on his shoulder and to top it off he killed one of the residents. M/n himself was slightly scared from the situation, but was left to suspect that the guy may have done something to him beforehand.

The old man ended up tazing him, and because of the role he was given at the complex he had to patch him up. He had ran his fingers through the mans hair that was suprisingly soft although it seemed like he had gel in it before taking off his shirt and disinfecting the bite.

M/n’s eyes widened in shock when he felt something around his neck. His eyes snapped down to the man whom he’d talked to not so long ago. The pressure around his neck left him after a few seconds before a coarse voice spoke to him.

“Sorry.” The injured man said as M/n sucked in some air and massaged his neck.

“Your- ugh fine.” M/n responded as he put some clothes on the nightstand for the man to wear.

“Get some rest Sangy, you gave yourself a bad image by killing that man earlier.”M/n spoke in all seriousness as Sangwook looked to the side.

Now you may wonder, why is M/n acting so calm despite almost being choked out. The two men did know one another.....kinda. M/n would see the man sometimes when he was headed to his apartment. M/n was the one to always greet him but never at all started a conversation. Keep in mind this was when M/n had first moved to the apartments. Out of hospitality and M/n wanting to know his neighbors more invited him over for dinner. He didn’t expect the man to show up but he did. M/n didn’t learn much, but he did learn his name was Pyeon Sangwook. He gave him the nickname Sangy and thought the man didn’t like it because of the look he received. Though that thought was quickly put away when the he stopped saying it at one point and the male made it known that he liked it. Since then they’d either get takeout from a restaurant or eat noodles and sit in slience The silence was never awkward but comforting nonetheless.

“Stay for a bit.” His voice came out groggily as M/n took a seat next to him on the bed. Sangwook sat up and leaned against the board of the bed. His hand reached out to grasp M/n’s, that was surprisingly soft to the touch compared to his calloused ones.

“I thought you died:”M/n spoke truthfully as Sangwook sighed.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, I was to worried about you.” Sangwook spoke softly as M/n chuckled.

“I can handle myself, even you know that.Theirs no point in worrying about me Sangy.” M/n said as Sangwook pulled him closer, before kissing him on the lips. When they pulled away they both were smiling as M/n rested his head on the mans chest.

“Lets stay like this for a while yeah?”

“Yeah...lets do that.”

#male reader #Pyeon Sang wook x Male reader #gay #sweet home x male reader #SWEET HOME REQUEST LOVES #lgbtq #male y/n

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harrywavycurly · 1 year

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So I have watched Sweet Home Alabama like five times in the last few days and now all I can think about is you and Eddie arguing like Jake and Melanie😂

Imagine you’re standing there on the front porch with your hands on your hips while Eddie is working on the van. You’re staring at him with a raised brow as he wipes his grease covered hands on the back of his jeans.

“Edward Munson do you know how long it takes me to get those grease stains out of your clothes?” You shout making him jump and hit his head on to hood of the van. “What’s the damn point of having the rag if you’re not gonna use it?” You ask as you point to the rag in his back pocket that looks clean and unused.

“You come out here just to bother me?” You roll your eyes as he turns his head so he can glare at you. “You don’t have anything better to do?” He asks as he grabs the rag from his back pocket and uses it to clean off his hands, making a show of it just for you.

“Well I was going to run into town.” Eddie let’s out a groan as you walk down the steps. “But someone decided that he wanted to take the engine apart on the only vehicle we have.” You explain as you cross your arms over your chest as Eddie rolls his eyes as he takes a step closer to you. “So yeah honey I’d say I don’t have anything better to do than to come out here and bother you.” Eddie fights the smile that wants to take over his face as you tilt your head and shoot him a playful wink.

“You do a great job at it I’ll give you that.” You smile as he takes another step closer to you. “I’ll have her fixed up in a bit then I’ll take you into town and we can go get dinner how’s that sound?” He asks as you reach out and brush some hair out of his face.

“It sounds like you’re asking me on a date.” You raise an eyebrow at him as he leans in closer to you so he can press a kiss to your cheek. “Is that what you’re doing Mr. Munson?” He chuckles as he places a kiss to the tip of your nose.

“That’s exactly what I’m doing Mrs. Munson.” You just smile as he leans in and places a sweet kiss to your lips.

#i upset myself sometimes lol #sweet home alabama #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x you fluff #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #Eddie Munson #my little dungeon master baby #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fic

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sweetcafa · 1 year

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A friendly lover neighbor💙

Here you go. You simps 👹👍

#sweet cafe #Wally x y/n #?#welcome home puppet show

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walker33961 · 11 months

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CALL OF DUTY : MW ll

Reader : Y/n "Lavender" Riley . Goes by " Lavender "

Paired with - Jhon "Soap" McTavish

OC mentioned : Charlotte "Jade " Le Jardin. .. By @sleepyconfusedpotato

Includes : The whole MW ll , added custom characters, 1 OC

Suggestion : Don't skip the chapters from between.. Continue reading from first to last.. No suspense included at end..Writer expects the reader to be patient since a whole gameplay includes here + custom storyline.

Enjoy - ✨💘

S T R I K E

K I L L O R C A P T U R E

W E T W O R K

T R A D E C R A F T

B O R D E R L I N E

C A R T E L P R O T E C T I O N

C L O S E A I R

R E C O N B Y F I R E

V I O L E N C E A N D T I M I N G

E L S I N N O M B R E

D A R K W A T E R

A L O N E

P R I S O N B R E A K

H I N D S I G H T

G H O S T T E A M

C O U N T D O W N

H E A R T B E A T

Tagging : @alypink @alewesker @sleepyconfusedpotato <3

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wallydrling · 11 months

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perhaps my next fic will delve into some Lore @:)

#i think we need to address the fact that reader doesn't remember how they got to Home!#the happenings there are a little bit peculiar #wally is perfect and sweet and understanding as usual but isn't that a smidge odd!#welcome home #wally darling #wally darling x reader #wally darling x y/n

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doyouknowbtsswag · 1 year

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KDramas/Actors

ੈ✩‧₊˚Doctor Stranger ੈ✩‧₊˚

Out Of Character |Jae Joon|

Hard Truth |Jae Joon|

ੈ✩‧₊˚ I am Not a Robot ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚All of Us are Dead ੈ✩‧₊˚

I Found You |Su-Hyeok|

ੈ✩‧₊˚Sweet Home ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚Alice in Borderland ੈ✩‧₊˚

(I know it’s a Jdrama)

Do You Remember |Chishiya|

Do You Remember 2 |Chishiya|

ੈ✩‧₊˚While You We’re Sleeping ੈ✩‧₊˚

A Flash Of Time |Jung Jae Chan|

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Train To Busan ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚Happiness ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚Peninsula ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚Gangnam Zombie ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚The Silent Sea ੈ✩‧₊˚

Before Space |Yun Jae|

ੈ✩‧₊˚The Uncanny Counter ੈ✩‧₊˚

Should Have Picked Up The Phone |So-Mun|

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Weak Hero Class 1 ੈ✩‧₊˚

Joy Ride |So-Ho|

ੈ✩‧₊˚Tomorrow ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Pending Train ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Big Mouth ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

(I’m watching more as we speak!)

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niki-phoria · 4 months

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AS THE WORLD CAVES IN

pairing: hyunsu x gn!reader (they/them pronouns used) genre: fluff (??) word count: 976

notes: wrote this so i had an excuse to use this gif sndsln, maybe ooc!monster hyunsu, not proofread so pls forgive any mistakes !!

summary: as the apocalypse continues to destroy the world, hyunsu finds himself making a deal with a monster to protect the person he loves the most - you.

there’s predictability in the mundane. comfort in what’s familiar. fear in what isn’t.

hyunsu’s life has never been easy. how could it be? the days blended together. life was racing past him and all he could do was silently watch from the sidelines, seemingly forgotten by everyone. his parents. his sister. his peers.

now, however, he finds himself longing for the past.

he misses quiet afternoons with you laying in his arms in the safety of his apartment. he yearns to be trapped in the back of a stuffy classroom, scribbling down notes for you as your head rests against his shoulder. he longs for slurping down overcooked noodles because you were too busy dancing around your kitchen to keep track of the time.

hyunsu even finds nostalgia in being locked in a stuffy storage closet with you - hushed whispers of suspicion from your neighbours ignored in favour of the reassuring sweet nothings falling from your cracked lips.

but there’s no going back now, he supposes.

the ground is unforgiving to your muscles as you curl your body even closer to hyunsu. his body feels overly stiff beside you, almost as if you’re lying beside a plank of wood. despite the cool wind blowing in through the cracked windows, hyunsu’s natural body warmth is a welcome change from the cold concrete below.

“is this okay?” your voice is almost startling as it cuts through the previous silence. you’re almost overly aware of your side pressed against hyunsu’s - desperate for comfort but afraid of scaring him off.

“yes,” hyunsu nods. he moves before he can give himself time to overthink his actions, wrapping an arm around you. his awkward affection is more than welcome as you nuzzle yourself even closer to his body.

a comfortable silence overtakes the room once again. this time, all of your comforting reassurances and words of encouragement are left unsaid - most of them already exhausted over the months of the apocalypse dragging on.

searching for comfort, you reach up until your hand rests on hyunsu’s chest. your fingertips trail along patches of dried blood coating his ripped sweater until they meet his bare skin. sparks ignite along his bicep as you brush your hand against his body where scars should be.

hyunsu’s mind rattles. his voice rings loudly in his ears. unbearable. inescapable.

they’re worried.

shut up.

talk to them.

hyunsu squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. as much as he doesn’t want to admit it, the taunting remarks are true. he resists the urge to keep arguing, instead shifting his attention back to you. “what’s on your mind?” he whispers.

the mindless drumming of your fingers pauses at the sudden intrusion of his voice in the silence. you shift slightly to look up at him, now resting your hand against his chest. splotches of blood decorate his features. he isn’t sure who it belongs to. disheveled bangs threaten to fall into his eyes, blocking his vision just enough to be a slight annoyance. you resist the urge to fix them in fear of making hyunsu even more uncomfortable by the sudden touch.

“nothing,” you mumble. “just… glad you’re here.”

hyunsu doesn’t reply. at least, not verbally. not yet.

instead, he hesitantly pulls you even closer. shaky hands wrap around your body, maneuvering around you until your head rests against his chest. he freezes when you glance up at him; your wide eyes meet his own for just a second before you relax in his arms.

“i’m sorry,” hyunsu murmurs. you can’t tell if he’s talking to you or himself - or perhaps someone else entirely - but you let him continue all the same. “for everything.”

“it’s not your fault.” you repeat the words like a mantra. like a prayer. like if you repeat them enough, hyunsu will begin to believe them.

it is, he wants to reply. but he doesn’t. instead, he lets your conversation taper out once again. you both silently agree to ignore the tension that lingers in the air, like smoke from a slow-burning fire.

hyunsu’s gaze wanders. bugs occasionally scatter across the floorboards of the decrepit room you’ve taken shelter in. poorly patched up holes decorate the walls and shattered glass from the windows litter the floors, though he supposes cleaning isn’t a priority in the wake of a monster apocalypse.

a large mirror lying abandoned on the floor catches hyunsu’s attention. the glass shattered long ago, leaving a spider web of cracks in place of its previous pristine reflection. piercing blue eyes stare back at him.

why won’t you go away?

if i did, who would protect y/n? a beat of silence passes. hyunsu clenches his jaw, grip on your hips tightening ever so slightly in his irritation. do you honestly think you’re strong enough to keep them safe?

don’t talk about them.

poor cha hyunsu, the voice chides. so protective, but so weak.

shut up.

relax. he mocks. let’s make a deal. you let me take over, and i’ll keep y/n safe.

hyunsu pauses. breaking his gaze away from the other version of him, hyunsu refocuses his attention on you once again. at some point your eyes had fluttered closed and breathing evened out. you must’ve fallen asleep in the silence, he supposes.

you look beautiful, even amidst the chaos as the world seemingly caves in around you. hyunsu hesitantly trails his fingers along your jaw before resting his hand against your cheek. you look beautiful. he can’t lose you. you’re someone worth protecting - even if he has to rely on a monster to do it.

fine.

hyunsu ignores how his laughter echoes in his mind; an unfamiliar noise despite the voice being his own. instead, he presses his lips against the crown of your forehead - a silent oath passed from one version of himself to the other.

i’ll protect you. i promise.

notes (cont): slowly returning to my sweet home phase bc i'm so in love with song kang skndsln small disclaimer that i have not watched season 02 !! so forgive any mistakes please <33

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couple of small thoughts about the narnia boys cuz it's wintertime and I need to make up for the depressing lack of snow here so-

Moon calls you jackalope and nightingale, as well as stardust, nightlight, doll, lamb, magpie, and cricket.

Sun calls you his Angel for the most part, though he occasionally refers to you as Tesoro or something else related to light and treasure.)

After a couple more meetings with Sun, you decide to do something that you've wanted to ever since you set foot in Narnia. Soft, powdery snow with little glints of light are just begging you to do what such a cold blanket is best for: snow angels.

Sun is absolutely confused when you randomly fall on your back into the snow. At first he thinks something's wrong and you got hurt and had he hurt you, oh you were so fragile he knew he shouldn't have let you out of the cave-

But then you laugh and smile so brightly that it overtakes all the shadows and it's all okay again. You explain to him that you're sorry, you didn't mean to startle him, the snow was just so soft and you couldn't resist, and when he asks what on earth your talking about, you stare at him blankly, and for a moment he thinks he did actually break you until you grab him by the hand and yank him down into the snow. He takes a moment to register the fact that he's on the ground, turning to you in surprise that dies on his tongue as you toss him another dazzling smile and explain that these are snow angels, and it's legally obligatory to make them whenever it snows like this, and did he really not know about this, how come he hasn't tried it before?

He just shrugs and lets you push him back down and show him how to make snow angels, prattling on and on about all the fun things you could do, and how maybe next time you could bring something you called a 'sled' (what that is he isn't sure, but you had spoken of riding it...perhaps a horse of some sort? No, no, horses were few and far between nowadays, all of the centaurs had rushed off before Afton's rise to power, and there was no way you could manage to reign such a beast in through the snow and your War-drobe...), and he lays beside you, watching in awe and fascination at the simple purity you possess, turning something as cold and cruel as this eternal frost and winter into a miraculous wonderland. How precious you were. How lucky he is, to have such a wonderful treasure such as you, sweet and bright and warm, a true angel in the snow just for him.

You run into Moon not a few days later, greeting him with the wave of a hand as he hangs off the lamppost curiously, offering no acknowledgment aside from a slight tilt of the hand and a jingle of his faded cap.

He accompanies you on your walk as always, listening to you ramble on about your dwelling and boxes you had to sift through in your garage (his ears twitch at this, but he says nothing, spending a short amount of time attempting to figure out what that is before giving up) for a 'sled' to help Sun with something. He makes an attempt to try to formulate the words to ask about how Sun is doing before you spring up with a surprised 'Oh!' and a new light in your eyes, and soon enough you're dragging him along the path with a bright determination.

He can't get over how small your hand is in his.

You lead him over to a little clearing, dropping to your knees and grabbing handfuls of snow before packing them into a rough ball and patting it down with more. The snow is less fluffy now, more compact and easy to shape. It clings to the wool of your gloves, but you're to wrapped up in the mission to notice that, or the fact that you haven't even explained to Moon what on earth you're doing.

You turn around after realizing he's just been standing there and proceed to simply state that you're building a 'snowman', which only seems to confuse him further. How can a man be made of snow? He's seen men of stone, dozens of them, hundreds, even, but never a man of snow.

You decide he's due for a proper education on snow's true purpose.

You rummage around in your pockets for some magically placed coal lumps or a carrot. You scrounge up a piece of charcoal (why is that in there anyways?) and a button, adding Moon's scarf and cap after begging him to hand them over (he learns then and there that he unfortunately can't say no to you) before proudly admiring your work. A stick takes the place of a carrot (apparently Moon didn't grow those in his garden, because at your remark he had tilted his head and squinted slightly, remaining silent as you sighed and moved on), with two branches for arms on either side.

Moon stands beside you, staring at the man of snow. It sits there with its arms spread out in a gesture of embrace, a wide smile of little pebbles planted on its face as it beams up at him. He has never seen a statue of this sort before, and in spite of its frigid material, it somehow manages to convey a feeling of sweet warmth and innocence, the like of which he hasn’t known since he met…you.

Perhaps the reason this creation has such a heart-melting presence is because you were the one to make it. How sweet you were, proudly grinning at the feat of something so simple. How easy you were to please and excite, how little it took to make you happy. A delicate thing like you, no doubt, was the only one who could take pleasure in such a simple act of a man of snow, who could appreciate a cold, lifeless being and let its existence touch your heart.

And then you turn and smile at him-him!- and thank him for his help, and he wants to tell you that he’ll do anything to see you smile like that, anything to have your warm hand tucked in his as you share this tender moment with him, but all he can manage is a small quirk of the lips and a nod.

That’s all it takes for you to laugh and grin harder, snatching his hat off the snowman and leaving its head bare as you take your prized possessions and run off. You need not wait for him for but a moment before he’s right at your heels again as you assure him that you’ll return it once you fix it up for him.

He wishes he could thank you in more ways than one.

#ahem #narnia au #fnaf au #dca su #fnaf sun x y/n #fnaf moon x y/n #i dunno i just felt like doing something wholesome okay #y/n takes the hat home and gets it washed up and sewn back together (it was starting to fray at the edges and rip up at the seams)#before returning it to moon who just sorta stands there staring at them with wide eyes #His tail is wrapped around you for the entire day after that #When it stops wagging furiously i mean #as terrifying as moon can be he is also just a sweet lil boy tryna make his doll happy #also yes sun sees the snow man in the clearing #it’s kicked down a lil bit later #anywho

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living-toad · 2 years

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#x y/n #chubby y/n #fnaf sb #sweet home #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #👁👁#can i?

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boozenboze · 1 year

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Listen up Folks

Ok so my requests are open again now that I’ve cleared my drafts enough.I will still take requests for Mw2/COD but I also wanna start writing for Sweet Home and TWD so if you’ve watched those send some requests don’t be shy. ;)

Cya later loves!

#male reader #cod x male reader #gay #mw2 x male reader #gaz x male reader #male y/n #lgbtq #soap x male reader #ghost x male reader #captain price x male reader #sweet home x male reader #hyunsu x male reader #Pyeon Sangwook x Male reader #Eunhyeok x Male reader

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lxnarphase · 3 months

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can i get a uhhhhh smut where reader wont stop running from tojis dick and he has to manhandle them into being still :3 !!!

take it...real slow ๋࣭ ⭑⚝

☾₊‧⁺...cw : toji fushiguro x fem!reader, smut, penetrative sex, dirty talk, rough sex, husband!toji, toji being whipped for his wife, toji being super sweet but filthy at the time same, toji calls you 'ma' and 'mama'

☾₊‧⁺...a/n : i love love looove the 'don't run away from it' with toji, i have to fight the urge from including it in every single work of mine ❤︎ but have a little blurbie of toji being a big bully that loves his wife who swears she can take the dick as i try to get back into the flow of writing !!

f. toji knows it's big, he knows it so well. he takes him time to prep you each and every time, his thick fingers rubbing slow circles into your clit to build you pleasure, getting you nice and wet. he loves when you keen his name when he slips them inside. groaning when you gush on his fingers.

"fuck, baby, you're drippin'," he murmurs, mouthing at your neck. "all hot and sticky just for me? tsk...had you like this all day, yeah?" when you nod, he just chuckles, kissing right behind your ear. poor thing, having to work all day with your pretty cunt dripping like this. but he knew it was his fault, having woken you up with his mouth glued to your pussy. the feeling of his tongue running through your folds. but of course, he didn't let you cum, no, toji wanted you to be needy for him until you came home.

"you're doin' so good for me, mama. gonna be a good wifey for me and let me give you what you need?"

leaning over you, toji cages you in with his arms, waiting for you to focus on him. "look at me, doll," he gently commands. his hand cups your cheek, giving soft little slaps that have you giggling as you turn to nip at his fingers. "there she is," he so so sweetly coos at you, but that smirk he gives you is mean. "such a pretty little thing, aren't ya?"

pushing up one of your thighs, toji rubs the swollen head of his thick cock against your slick folds, teasing at your entrance. you look so pretty, so cute, all his...but he knows what's going to happen the second he presses into you, and the thought makes him throb. "jus' relax, mama, 'm gonna make it good for you," he hums, pushing his tip into your cunt.

as he pushes deeper, he leans closer to whisper to you, his breathe hot against your ear. "you gonna run from it again, baby? like you always do? or you gonna be good for me this time?" you swear up and down you don't run away, that you take it because you love it, glaring up at him but that defiant look is wiped off your face the instant he feels that you've completely relaxed, sliding aaaall the way in.

"tojiiiiii, y-you can't just push, mn, in like that...you're so mean!"

"mm...nuh uh," he teases, an almost evil grin on his face as you gaped at his childish response. toji can feel that you need him, he knows you just desperately need to be fucked into the mattress...so of course he's gonna give his pretty wife just what she needs.

his hands hold you in place as he thrusts into you with force, a predatory glint in his eyes as he coos your name. he just started and your eyes are already starting to roll back, crying out his name as thanks for finally, finally fucking you like you needed it. each time he pressed in you could feel his hot tip smushing against your cervix.

"always sayin' 'it's too much, it's too much,' but look at you," he mocks, not allowing you to wiggle up the bed and away from him. no, no, you need this, you need it so bad, the way your pussy is sucking him in, milking his cock. this was the best away to make you take it, to have you trapped under him unable to move away from his fat cock abusing your insides.

"nothin' 's too good for ya, mama, nah, you deserve every. fuckin'. inch."

even thought he's got you trapped like this, you still start to move, trying to angle your hips away from each hard thrust into you. "doll," he growls, grabbing your chin to make you look at him. he was actually starting to get sick of it...why wouldn't you be good and take it for him? did you need him to be mean?

"it's like you want me to fuckin' manhandle you t'' stay still. fuckin' slut needs her husband to treat her like a toy?"

one look into your eyes made toji snap. all he could see was that silent answer of 'yes' in your eyes.

"oh. oh. oh, you do, you do, don't you? yeah? ohhh, baby girl, you poor poor thing, just needed your big bad toji t' use you like a fleshlight," he groans, coming down to support himself on his forearms as he began to pound into your messy cunt, laughing breathlessly when you practically sobbed.

"'m not lettin' you run away, mama," toji grunts, his eyes squeezed shut. "mmph, i'm gonna pump this little pussy full of my cum, gonna mark up those insides. yeah, you want that? huh? ooh, i know ya do, pretty thing."

"h-hu-ooh, babyy," you whine, eyes barely focusing on his face. your hands are gripping his hair and you realize now you really can't move away. his subtle repositioning has your hips a little off the bed. he's so deep, he's stretching you do good, you don't know why you'd wanna run away from it, you really don't, it's just too good, you feel like your going to explode--

"look at you now, mama," he praises. "fuck, can't run from it anymore? c'mon, doll, i'm gonna teach you t' take it. mmh, not lettin' you run anymore, gonna teach this pussy t' take every thing i give t' it, baby girl, 'm done lettin' you get away from me."

#toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji x you #toji x reader #toji smut #jjk x you #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #🔪 ── toji.#𖤐 ── lxnarworks.

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⠀ 𝝑𝑒 ⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. the jjk men coming back home to their lovely housewife after a rough day at work <3

tags. satoru, suguru, toji, sukuna x housewife!female reader (separately). fluff, mostly smut. size difference for all of em. manhandling here n there. p in v -> unprotected. crēampies. brēēding themes. half asleep when writing this—apologies for any grammar errors

𝐆. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔. dry humping, cūmshot, reader gets called ‘angel, baby’.

“mmmh.. ya smell like cookies,” satoru sighs as he hugs you from behind, lightly swaying your bodies back and forth in a romantic dance. you had jazz playing in the background while you were baking some cookies, completely relaxing in the comfort of your home.

you got somewhat startled when satoru first appeared behind you, his arms sneaking around your waist. you scolded him—though were quickly soothed back into a loving mood when he kissed your neck and enveloped you in his embrace.

satoru can’t help but to let his urges take over. having his pretty little wife in his arms in that apron he bought, is doing unspeakable things to his body. his hands roam all over your torso until they stop to fondle your breasts.

“no no,” your husband swirls his tongue around your ear as his hands squeeze your chest from underneath your shirt. “continue what you’re doing, angel. let your hubby do what he needs to do, ‘kay?”

you’re used to the usual routine by now; satoru coming home, spoiling you with either gifts, food or his affection before relieving his stress on you. satoru never leaves you sexually frustrated—ever.

“kay,” you nod and just continue to work on the batter for your next batch of chocolate chip cookies. it’s difficult to concentrate when satoru’s warm breath sends shivers down your spine. his tongue slithers from your ear to your neck, unapologetically leaving hickeys. he always makes sure to give you them. you’re his and he needs to keep reminding you of that fact.

“fuck, baby,” satoru’s breath hitches once he feels your hips jolt back against his groin. his fingers brushing against your sensitive nipples was all it took for you to get worked up. you whimper his name under your breath—body squirming in his arms.

satoru bites your earlobe gently, his own hips not able to stay still for another second. he rolls his lower body against yours from behind until you can feel the imprint of his hardening erection pressing against your ass. you grind back against him, to which satoru responds by tweaking your swollen nipples, “such a naughty fuckin’ wife i have.”

your husband is on the edge of just cumming into his pants without any shame. he’s done so before when in your presence—the dry humping always gets to him. it’s a weakness of his that he isn’t good at hiding. he rubs his huge bulge right between your sweet and plump asscheeks, getting off from the feeling.

“gonna make me cum in my pants,” satoru whines and his slender fingers dig into the fat of your breasts even more. he’s needy for you, for every part of you. the fact that you’re sweet enough to accept what he gives you is driving him to the brink of insanity. he tries to stop himself, though to no avail, “shit— don’t wanna— need to cum inside of y—”

a string of whimpers leave satoru’s mouth and his hips spasms against your ass, pressing you against the kitchen counter as he gives one last thrust forward. “my god,” satoru breathes against your nape, his throat dry as he imagines that it’s your warm cunt swallowing every drop of his cum instead of his boxers.

you turn your head to look at satoru behind you. “are you okay, hubby?” you ask through soft breaths. the white-haired man shivers at your smooth voice which makes him press the bulge in his pants against your behind even tighter. you can feel a certain wetness starting to form on the front of your lover’s pants.

“yeah, totally fine,” satoru breathes out, trying to stay cool, calm and collected. he’s trying his best not to ravage you right now. he’s throbbing—blood flowing into his cock again already. you’re the only one who could trigger such sensual reactions from him.

satoru pats your ass a couple times, letting his wet tip rub against your folds through his pants;

“just wish i could’ve bred y’r cunt instead. fuck—can i? need to pump my pretty girl full before i go insane.”

𝐆. 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔. on the table top lol, reader gets called ‘sweetheart, darling’

suguru always makes a beeline towards you after he gets home. it’s tough being a cult leader—having to ‘treat’ people who come begging him for help. having to exorcise those curses that haunt those incompetent buffoons.

all of it is exhausting to the sorcerer. and what better way is there than to find solace in the presence of his stay at home wife?

“sweetheart,” suguru shows you that handsome smile of his the moment he steps into the living room, “need some help?” his eyes dart down at you on your knees, manually scrubbing a spot underneath the couch that was hard to reach. his gaze is focused on the arch of your back, how your ass sticks up as you complain about you’re inability to reach that spot in the corner.

“no, ‘tis fine,” you sigh and give up. you sit up straight on your knees and finally look at suguru. you didn’t expect him to stand so close to you in under a second, his hands reaching for you the moment he comes into your vision.

before you know it, you’re stripped from your shorts and panties. your back is on top of the nearest dining table and suguru’s standing right between your spread legs. he reveals his stiff cock after unzipping his pants and gives it a good few pumps as he looks you up and down, “i’ll fuck the frustration out of you, yeah? don’t you worry, darling.”

a win-win situation; suguru gets to take care of his needs and you get to forget about your exhaustion from all the household chores. your back arches off the surface and your eyes widen the second you feel his dick invade your tight pussy.

“mmh, yeah— that’s it,” suguru grunts, not able to take off his eyes from your wet folds as his cock disappears between them with each thrust. he starts off slow, allowing you to get used to the feeling of being stretched out, “you’re doing so well. you deserve this and so much more.” you appreciate the little things your husband does to make sure you stay comfortable throughout the entire process.

“suguruu,” you moan out his name, to which he responds with a short hum. your nails dig into his muscular back with every move—each time his tip taps that sweet spot deep inside of you. suguru kisses the inside of your upper arm before moving up to place a peck on your forehead.

“mhm, such a good little wife,” he sighs in content and fails to contain those noises of pleasure. you catch the faint grunts and moans that leave his lips between heavy breaths. suguru’s completely blessed to have you be his forever lover, “thank you for taking care of the house today as well.”

your stomach fills with butterflies because of his smooth tone. suguru’s calm yet hoarse voice ringing in your ears makes you want to burst already. the long-haired man punctuates his thrusts with pecks on your cheeks—kissing you after each slow yet harsh hip thrust.

your teary eyes meet his and you’re completely mesmerised by the way he looks at you. your husband is careful about the way he treats you, especially during intimate moments where you’re the most vulnerable.

though at the end of the day, he’s also but a man. seeing his gorgeous wife underneath him as he’s drilling into her will make him lose it. no doubt. all suguru wishes to do is to make that belly of yours expand with his love—his cum;

“hold onto me, sweetheart. i’m going to go a bit harder on you today, is that okay? yeah? good girl, take it for me.”

𝐅. 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈; mating press, reader gets called ‘doll, wife, ma.’

assassin work is not for the weak. you know it, toji knows it. he always comes back home late at night. sometimes he doesn’t return home for days on end. you’re constantly living in fear that your husband may never return. even as toji reassures you that he will, every day.

“were ya worried again, doll?” toji asks as he tries to console you. you had been crying, he could guess by the dried tears on your cheeks. it’s around three in the morning and he had returned from yet another mission. only to find you still up.

“you promised you’ll stop doing such dangerous work,” you hiccup, trying your best not to cry again. toji sighs and turns your face so he could look you in the eye. he can’t help the tingle of excitement that runs down his spine—you’re adorable when you’re upset, “i did, didn’t i?” toji nods as his callused hand runs up and down your side.

he feels guilty every single night. he’s going to quit his job for your sake, though first, he has to save up some money that would last you a couple months. toji hates seeing you in distress about him and thus always tries to distract you.

by pleasuring you until you’re unable to think about nothing but him.

“i’ll make it up to ya,” toji grunts the moment he has your legs up in the air, your body nearly folded in half underneath his bigger one. he loves this position solely because he can see every change in your facial expressions. “c’mon, wife,” the dark-haired man mumbles, his eyes glued to your bouncy breasts and pouty lips, “told ya not to worry too much ‘bout me, yeah?”

you nod, knowing you should trust your husband. he’s never once broken his promises of coming back home to you. so, you simply let go and moan his name repeatedly as his tip kisses the deepest parts of your insides. “i—i trust you,” your tongue rolls out due to how well toji’s pounding you into the mattress.

toji grins at the sight. just a couple thrusts and you’re gone—completely cockdrunk without a worry in sight. he lets out a moan at the way you’re holding onto him so desperately, like you don’t want him to go. “fuck, keep that up ‘n i’m gonna knock you up, ma,” toji hisses. he can’t keep himself from cumming right inside of your cunt if it keeps on squeezing him.

you can’t even respond due to his thrusts knocking the wind out of your lungs. you can only babble about how deep he is and how you’d love to carry his kid. toji’s on cloud nine as he hears you confess your desires to get impregnated by none other than him;

“mmh, don’tcha worry, ‘m g’nna make you a momma soon enough. that way y’ won’t be lonely no more when i’m gone. gonna give you a kid so that you’ll always have a piece of me around—heh.”

𝐒. 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍; heian era. degradation. cunnilingus. reader gets called ‘woman, brat,’

all you can do when sukuna isn’t around, is bore yourself to death. you hang out with your lady-in-waiting or with the cats walking around the estate. sometimes you go visit markets or other beautiful places right outside of the area, but that’s all there is to it.

though, when sukuna returns from his duties, you’re always happily welcoming him back. you’re the first one to greet him and lead him to a place of relaxation. that place being your shared bedroom. sukuna’s hungry eyes that are focusing on the way your clothes fit around your curves tell you more than enough.

“where ‘s my dinner, woman?” the king of curses’ deep baritone nearly makes you shake. you watch as he sits back against the headboard of the bed, his expression stoic yet amused. you know he doesn’t mean real food—he means you.

you’re his dinner.

you take the hint and slowly undress yourself, a strip tease to make sukuna excited about what’s to come. however there are more consequences to teasing him, as he isn’t a person known for his patience.

“stop wriggling,” sukuna scoffs against your wet cunt not a minute later. your clothes are ripped off your body and your legs are wrapped around his head. you can’t stay still when sukuna’s tongue is quite literally devouring you.

you moan out his name loudly, just the way he likes it. sukuna grins against your wet folds, letting the tip of his tongue roll up and down your slit while his thick finger lazily stimulates your clitoris. “got a fuckin’ brat as a wife,” sukuna delivers a harsh slap against your sensitive cunt after cupping it with one big hand, “stay still, i said.”

you squeal at the rough contact. you attempt to listen to your husband, but your body doesn’t allow it. your sticky thighs keep shaking and your hips keep jerking upwards against his mouth. his wet tongue slobbering all over your pussy is a clear sign of just how much sukuna looks forward to coming home—to watch you beg for mercy when he goes too far.

“delicious,” sukuna pants as he dives deeper into your folds, burying his entire face against your cunt. he sniffs your scent and simultaneously enjoys the taste of your wet juices. you’re all he needs after a frustrating day of taking care of duties back to back.

one of his hands brushes against your lower abdomen to keep you pinned to the bed. you grab the wrist of that hand and hold onto it for support. sukuna groans at the sight of you trying so hard to not cum on spot from his actions.

he speeds up the movements of his tongue and his big hand squeezes your tummy a little in the meantime;

“i think i’ll go for a second round of dessert after this one, ey? what’d ya think? wanna let everyone know that you, your cunt and your whole body is all mine—so i’ll probably fuck ye so good y’re gonna be heard all ‘round the estate.”

#sttoru writes.#jjk smut #jjk x reader #gojo smut #geto smut #toji smut #sukuna smut #gojo x reader #toji x reader #sukuna x reader #geto x reader

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