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heyy can you do some headcanons of how the fellers would react to you being in a rival gang but the chemistry between you both is hot af
It’s been a while but I’m back with headcanons! <3
Arthur
Arthur is hesitant to speak to you, knowing you can’t be trusted. For a while, he prefers to avoid any communication with you and just keeps his head down whenever you’re near. But when Arthur finally talks to you, his biggest worry becomes a reality; you’re really likeable.
You’re not what he was expecting, much friendlier and good humoured than he imagined anyone from a rival gang. Nonetheless, when Arthur starts to relax around you, he reminds himself that you’re technically an enemy and he puts his walls up again.
Flirting always makes him somewhat flustered but Arthur really feels the chemistry between you both when you’re having an intimate conversation, opening up about how y’all ended up as outlaws. After having a few heart to hearts, Arthur believes you’re a true friend and always tries to make time for you.
Charles
Charles is cagey around most people but that doesn’t mean he thinks you’re just another enemy of the Van der Linde gang. As someone who’s faced a lot of prejudice, Charles likes to give people a chance and doesn’t judge you based on your gang affiliations.
Whenever Charles sees you hanging around the same area as the gang, he knows things are going to get interesting (for better or for worse) and he usually likes to give you a heads up if there are any not as friendly Van der Linde gang members lurking around.
He likes you and wants to give you the benefit of the doubt. Charles thinks you’re a good person in a bad situation, similar to other people in the gang but don’t expect him to be soft on you if y’all are on opposing sides during a job.
Dutch
Dutch doesn’t give you the time of day at first, wanting to keep his distance from any rival gangs. If he does speak to you, it’s to sneakily feed you fake information so you’ll misinform your gang of any upcoming jobs... yeah, he’ll do almost anything to give his gang the upper hand.
But he does find you quite entertaining, especially when you get annoyed at him. Dutch is a slow burn though, taking a few months to feel as if he can somewhat trust you and discuss some potential jobs you could both team up to do. When y’all get together and go on robberies, things get chaotic and Dutch lives for it.
There’s mutual respect between you both but Dutch loves to tease you so expect lots of ribbing whenever y’all bump into each other. He’s the kinda guy that would openly say he dislikes you even though everyone in both gangs knows Dutch would be there for you if you ever needed help.
Micah
Initially, Micah is very apprehensive of you, trying his best to taunt and intimidate you. Anytime Micah meets someone from another gang, he gets defensive, practically waiting for a reason to shoot. But when your chemistry together becomes obvious, Micah supposes he could be a little more welcoming to you.
Micah absolutely loves to flirt with you but don’t be fooled, he’ll also stab you in the back without a second thought. He likes his strange friendship with you, how you can both chat over a couple of whiskeys but also have a shootout in matter of minutes. It’s basically the definition of a love/hate relationship.
He’s willing to do a lot more than flirt with you *wink wink* but if y’all get a hotel room, there’s a 100% guarantee that Micah will steal your weapons when he’s leaving the next morning just to annoy you. Oh and he will bring it up every opportunity he gets.
John
John tries to act cool and keep to himself whenever he knows other gangs are in the area but the second y’all start talking, he involuntarily lets his guard down, especially when you both get into some flirty back and forth.
John knows he should be extra cautious around you just in case this is some kind of ploy but the second you make him laugh, John’s practically head over heels. Every fibre in his body is telling him not to trust you but he still feels like you both have enough in common to have some kind of alliance.
John tries his best to keep things professional, knowing you can never be more than friendly acquaintances while in rival gangs. Though be warned, he may mention it once or twice that you’d be a great addition to the Van der Linde gang hint hint
Javier
Javier is extremely loyal to the gang so he wants nothing to do with you as long as you’re a member of another gang. The way Javier sees it, why on earth would he want to fraternise with other gangs? Especially one that directly rivals them.
It takes a while for Javier’s walls to come down. Even in speaking to you, he worries Dutch might see it as some kind of betrayal. Although he won’t admit it to himself, Javier can feel his chest tighten whenever you’re near, a sense of excitement in the air.
Javier’s never felt so torn before, adoring the spark you both share but knowing the gang would never approve of him talking to you. In all honesty, he has no idea how he’s going to handle this.
Bill
He’s welcoming at first, loving the attention you’re giving him but the very millisecond Bill discovers you’re apart of a rival gang, his mood shifts, becoming more cold towards you as he leaves. He doesn’t want anything to do with you after realising who you are, knowing Dutch will give him shit for even speaking to you in the first place.
Deep down, Bill can’t stop thinking about you or how you make him feel but he knows he has to convince himself otherwise. But goddamn, the hold you have on this man is incredible. Whenever you speak to him, he gets so flustered, shushing you in case anyone sees y’all talking.
Bill would have to go through each stage of enemies to lovers before ever trusting you fully. He can’t believe the effect you have on him, mainly because he still tries his best to deny it.
Sean
When Sean first met you, he thought you were too good to be true. You matched his energy, understood his humour and you could joke around with him for hours. But then he found out, his heart sinking as he realised what gang you were in.
Sean really tries to push any feelings he has for you deep, deep down. His loyalties are to the gang and he knows he would get into trouble if they saw him mingling with the likes of you. If he still sees you around, Sean usually teases you about your terrible choice to join the rival gang and not the Van Der Linde gang.
When he’s with you, Sean needs to constantly remind himself that you’re practically the enemy and that y’all can’t be friends (or anything more). It’s a frustrating situation but what annoys Sean even more is that he knows he’ll be there for you in a heartbeat if you ever need him.
Hosea
Hosea doesn’t judge you based on your affiliations with a rival gang, he judges you based on your individual character. No matter who Hosea meets, he’ll always be cautious at first but he can let down some of his walls the more he interacts with you and figures out what kind of person you are.
But Hosea knows his first priority is the gang. Of course if you’re ever in some extremely dangerous situation then Hosea will try to help but he’ll always have some doubts while you’re in a rival gang.
If you ever fall out with your gang or need somewhere to stay then Hosea will vouch for you, proposing that you stay with the gang in the meantime. He knows you have a good heart and that’s enough to make him believe in you.
Trelawny
While Trelawny always makes sure to be attentive around outlaws he isn’t familiar with, he isn’t mean to you. He understands that life is tough so he doesn’t hold the fact that your gang has stolen a few jobs from them against you.
Trelawny absolutely LIVES for some flirtatious banter and how you both have this ‘will they, won’t they’ energy together. The second he knows you’re in town, he starts planning a job for you to do together.
Josiah has the mentality that even though you’re both in rival gangs, surely it doesn’t hurt to do a few small cons and robberies together as long as the profits are split evenly. He knows if Dutch ever hears about it then he might implode but Trelawny can't help his desire to be around you.
Kieran
Kieran knows you could kill him about ten different ways all in under a minute. And while yes, you definitely scare him, he’s confusingly turned on by how intimidated he is of you too. It’s a lot of contradicting emotions and Kieran really doesn’t know how to react.
He knows he shouldn’t trust you or even talk to you, scared that if the gang sees him talking to you then they might think Kieran’s betraying them. But even though he tries to get you out of his mind, he can’t stop thinking of you. There’s just something about you that he can’t quite put his finger on but you fascinate him endlessly.
Kieran keeps his distance, not wanting to risk the gang’s trust but if you even get into trouble or if you’re in danger then Kieran will throw caution to the wind and do everything in his power to help you.
Lenny
Lenny knows that even though you’re in a rival gang, that doesn’t necessarily mean you’re an enemy to the gang. Lenny’s been in some tough situations in life so he’s fully aware that you mightn’t agree with your gang's actions or maybe you don’t even want to be in a gang but you have to in order to survive.
When he first saw you, Lenny was very intimidated but felt hot under the collar too. He has to remind himself to be cautious around you, knowing Dutch will go on a long speech if Lenny lets his guard down and you steal some upcoming job from them or take some supplies.
But Lenny gives you a chance and he has to admit, it’s hard to keep his guard up around you, especially since you both have great banter together. Anytime he bumps into you, y’all usually spend some time laughing and friendly teasing each other before parting ways again. Yeah, the gang love to tease Lenny about how obviously he has the hots for you.
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Heyo just found your page and holy hell is it relatable. I'd be reblogging the shit out of everything if it wouldn't dredge up questions from people I know. Just know I love your art and the feelings behind them. The art is beautiful and it is relieving in a way to know we're not alone, that other people are having similar troubles and may understand even if they're just strangers. Still, even with that, I wish you health and luck and all the positivity. Good times are coming.
I'm mostly in-and-out in media nowadays. Honestly, I gave up relevance in a way I chose to go back to square one where I am unrecognized. I know my blog is random as hell in content too, swinging from vent posts to actual art posts or just not posting at all. And every time I come back, I remain inconsistent.
But in venting, I don't really mind whoever would see them or recognize them, I just love sharing things I can never say irl, in a way I seem like an open book, but pages are encrypted. I get to admire different people from afar, on how they understand these works deeply and it makes me just want to hug em HAHA.
#messyr#thank u anon love u#tbh im still falling behind in health but im trying to do better again- i feel a lot better recently.#although things are really still hard to voice out#or the fact that nothing changed in my household and i remain stuck. I- choose to cling on hope again
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This anon hates you soooooooo so much (joke but you requested anon hate)
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i love cognitive dissonance, you do such a good job with it all, especially the pacing which is appreciated. eagerly awaiting the next update and i hope you are doing well!
Thank you, I'm so glad you like it!! ❤️
I'm hoping to update next month - writing has been slower than usual lately, but it's coming along 👍
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thoughts on this anon i received
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thinking about biker! simon going out with his girl and the other guys at a biker bar. reader hasn't really seen how scared people are of simon - who they all call ghost - until she goes to get him another drink. while she's at the bar, a guy comes over trying to hit on her. then this hulking, 6'4 guy in a skull mask appears and the guy is ready to run out of the bar. simon didn't even have to talk just glare. while readers like ???
ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE THIS WAS SENT IM SORRY FOR JUST REPLYING NOW :(( BUT YES ABSOLUTELY YES!! my stomach swooped when i saw this hhhhh im actually kicking my legs n twirling my hair n everythingg!!
naturally, im bad at making drabbles because this turned out long again :’) im sorry
biker!simon mlist // star divider by @/plutism <33
simon’s hand is warm on the small of your back as he leads you further into the bar. you shuffle along his languid steps, head swivelling as you try to find familiar faces in the crowd – so far, none yet.
simon chuckles from beside you, and you peer up at him only to see his eyes crinkled from underneath his balaclava, no doubt smiling at you. he bows his head closer towards yours, trying, in vain, to devour as much of the space made by the height difference between you two.
“what?”
“nothin’, sweet girl.” he presses his covered lips on the top of your head, breathing you in. “come on, i see ‘em.”
he shifts the two of you, the hand that’s settled on the small of your back gliding until it hooks around your waist, pulling you ever so closer to him. protective. possessive. it makes you hum in delight, happiness thrumming underneath your skin.
(you don’t notice the way many people shift to get out of simon’s way; heads downturned as though afraid of even meeting his eyes. you don’t notice the way they turn to each other when you two passed by, as though making sure that it was simon they saw. simon – ghost – with a sweet darling pressed to his side, his bulk warding away stray gazes. you don’t notice the way they huddle with each other, whispering promises that ghost’s girl should always be protected. because yes they fear ghost, but more than that, loyalty to each other is stronger.)
he leads you towards a small pack by the far side, the table doused less in light than the rest of the bar. johnny’s already turned towards you and simon, watching with a grin as you two make it across. kyle’s seated beside him, the younger man leaned to watch the ongoing hockey game. then you see the back of john’s familiar head, his beloved boonie slung around his neck.
“finally made it, huh lass?” johnny says in greeting, snagging the attention of both kyle and john, the two of them chiming in their own hello’s. you smile, waving at them as you claim the empty seat between simon and john.
“had to make a quick stop at 7-11,” simon responds, his hand curling at one of the legs of your chair before pulling you towards him. the metal squeaks against the tiles, the sound thankfully drowned out by the loud bass.
“oh did you?” john asks, ignoring whatever simon did given how they’re all so used to his soft displays of possessiveness. he offers you a smile when you turn to him with a nod.
“had to buy, um, medicine for my stomachache.”
it’s endearing how their faces shift so fast, little smiles falling as worry takes over. even simon, whose hand is draped on your thigh, tenses, gripping as though he was remembering how he heard your pained whimper or saw you sniffling as the ache echoed, throbbing just below your ribs, choking you up.
“are you feeling any better? did it subside now, at least?” kyle asks.
you nod, quick to reassure them. “the medicine worked! i’m feelin’ better, i promise!”
they relax, tensed shoulders going lax as life flutters back into the table. you smile before sinking ever so closer to simon’s side, shying away from the intensity of their affections for you – your own little band of brotherhood, visceral in the way they care for you.
simon’s grip loosens on your thigh, choosing instead to massage the muscle tenderly. you hum, turning to ask him what he’s getting.
“whiskey, maybe,” he murmurs, his voice muffled by his mask. “you getting your bellini today, love?”
“yes please,” you reply, blinking up at him.
his eyes crinkle again, a telltale sign of his smile, before he pats your thigh and gets up to place the order.
you turn to the group, tuning into johnny’s rambling, listening to him recounting his rally. it was the one you weren’t able to go to because of work, johnny having to reassure you multiple times (even through text) that it’s fine that you’re missing it. so you listened, enraptured, nose scrunching in confusion whenever johnny slips into heavy scottish in his excitement.
“english, mactavish,” simon sighs as he falls back to his seat, startling you. you see johnny flip him off and you make eye contact with kyle, sharing twin looks of exasperation.
simon slides you your bellini and you whisper a thanks, trilling when he noses the top of your head again – your clingy boy.
the conversation rises and falls, sometimes leaving your mind wandering when they start talking about shop, sometimes catching your attention so much that you find yourself leaning on the table, breathless and wide-eyed as you listen to their bike stories – johnny had continued about his rally, kyle talked about the repairs he did for a client who he’s sure is on the run, and john shared that horrifying experience he had on his way home where he thinks he saw a floating woman by the east side highway.
“your turn, big guy,” you say, tapping simon’s knee.
simon finishes his whiskey – his balaclava tugged just enough to show his chin and his lips – before plopping the empty glass on the table with a sigh. you huff a fond laugh, knowing that one glass isn’t enough to satiate the thirst so you dust imaginary dirt off your skirt before standing up.
he tilts his head up in question, arm still hooked around your waist.
“gonna grab us more drinks,” you say. “oh, tell ‘em about the gas station incident!”
he grunts, nodding, and yet he refuses to budge. you fondly roll your eyes and turn to the others. “drinks?”
they all shake their head, johnny specifically saying he’d have to order for himself because he’d want to try the house specialties. you nod, pinching simon’s arm as you dance away from him with a bitten grin, before making your way to the bar.
you prattle away your order, telling the bartender to add the tab to your table, and hover, swaying to the music. it’s a foreign rock band playing, the bass and drums reverberating loudly, you can feel the vibrations pulsing along your body, and you almost get lost in your own thoughts when a hand slides to your back.
you startle, mind quickly cataloguing that this isn’t simon. because simon, for all his impressive silence and his displays of possessiveness, never sneaks up on you like this. he has never let you doubt your safety while with him. so you back away from the stranger’s touch, your hands pressed close to your chest before finally turning to see who went up to you.
the man, who seems to be about your age, smiles upon seeing your face. “hey there, angel.”
the pet name makes you nauseous and your stomach churns once again. you have to ask for the medicine from simon when you return to the table.
“hi,” you squeak, not letting him off your sight.
“you seem new here. i am too.” he laughs, scratching his neck. then, “it really ain’t my scene.”
“uh-huh,” you say, not knowing what else to tell him.
his chuckles peter out, a suave smile replacing what had been an awkward display of forced laughter. he clears his throat. “so, what’s a sweet thing like you doing alone here?”
“she ain’t alone, kid,” the bartender answers for you and you turn to him, surprised, before thanking him as he presents you with your whiskey and bellini.
the bartender nods to you in reply before crossing his arms in front of his chest and addresses the stranger again. “go bother someone else.”
the man arches a brow in question, his lips pursing in distaste. “oh yeah? she seems pretty available to me.”
the phrase hits you badly.
your anxiousness bleeds away to make room for your ire and you snarl, dropping your hands from where they’re pressed on your chest to rest them on your hips.
“what did you just say?” you ask, your voice a measured anger. “i’m fucking what now?”
he raises his hands up like he’s pacifying you. “hey, hey. didn’t mean that, my pretty girl-”
“she’s not your anything, you mad wanker.”
the sound of simon’s voice makes you settle, a wave of safety and comfort washing over you, dousing the angry churning in the pit in your stomach. simon steps from behind the stranger, towering over him, before moving to stand beside you. his hand hovers, questioning, and you give him a soft nod that gets simon pulling you close to him. his hand falls to the small of your back, caressing, and you wonder if he knows that the man had grazed his hand there just minutes ago. if simon’s doing this to overwrite the unpleasant feeling that was sticking to you.
“oh,” the stranger breathes out and you notice the way his hands are trembling, the tight balls of his fists turning his knuckles white. “i, uh, i’m sorry, ghost.” then he’s off, running out of the bar with his tail tucked between his legs.
you huff at the realization that the mad man didn’t even apologize to you. what a fucking prick.
“you doin’ alright there, baby?” simon asks, pulling you to him. he settles on an empty bar stool – you are sure those were filled just minutes ago… – and tugs you so that you are standing between his legs.
he cups your cheeks, thumbs tracing lines just underneath your eyes, and it makes you drag a shaky inhale.
“i’m sorry, sweetheart. i should’ve accompanied you.” simon sounds distressed, his eyes furrowed in the intensity of his worry.
you coo at him, it’s your turn to cup his jaw this time. “i’m alright, si. i promise.”
he shifts his eyes between yours, searching for anything besides the truth, and he folds himself into you when he sees that you mean it. you laugh, patting at his head, wishing that he doesn’t have his balaclava so you can play with his hair, before turning to the bartender who, in the sudden absence of customers by the counter, is watching you two with a pinched smile.
“thank you again,” you tell him and he grunts, nodding. simon straightens up and groans as he stands, his big body unaccustomed to the tiny bar stools.
“yeah,” he says, addressing the bartender. “thanks for bein’ here for my girl, alex.”
the bartender – alex – just waves his hand around in dismissal. “it’s nothin’, really. now go away, i want customers.”
simon and alex laugh, sharing an inside joke, and you swivel your head around in confusion because now that alex had mentioned it, where did everyone go? and why are they all huddled together, far from the bar?
simon closes his hand on your wrist and pulls. you barely manage a goodbye to alex who waves at you in reply.
…alex?
“wait. that’s alex?”
best believe that simon has connections anywhere he goes. if not for himself, it’s for his girl!!!
me, shamefully staring at the word count (1.8k) of what should’ve been a drabble: well now…
#suns.f#biker!simon#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x reader#ghost x reader#simon ghost riley#simon riley#anon#ask#suns#deviously screaming!! i love scary ghost but a sweetheart to his girl <333 thank u sm anon for this i hope u like it hhhhh
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EXACTLY YOU GET ME. Also think of the potential things you can do for Sunratio just by thinking about Sunday using his Harmony power
SCREAMING......delicious dark potential 👌
#i love u anon thanks for bringing them up ill be thinking abt this for the next days oof#own art#sketch#dr ratio#sunratio
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#hi!!! not dead!!! i've just had the most creative block ever DKFBNDF/#here's some poppup whale/dolphin variations for anon! thank u sm vacc anon for the req and kind words - hope u doing good!!/#all of u asks have been so sweet. bless u! <3/#poppup#deltarune#myart#and a teeny tiny ambyu. 2 small for the tag. teeny/#i'm very rusty at art-ing rn - if anyone has any reqs i would love to draw some! i still got lot's 2 go thru too tho <3/#also i finally went back n edited all my image ids into the images themselves - i'll still reblog ids over @ calmparticles-id/#cause 4000 characters will never b enough 4 me DKFJBDF i cannot write short ids 2 save my life or u eyes/#anyways that's enough tags for now!/
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saw or mcyt you say… how about saw AND mcyt. put trafficgrian into a situation. reverse bear trap him or fuck em up in some other way do whatever you want forever have fun!!!!!
i loooove drawing AUs that a total of three people wanna see <3 this is how we finally get mcyt fans into Saw
#thank u so much for this rec i love being enabled like this <333 and when i make a fully fledged Saw AU for the life series. what then?#tw blood#tw implied violence#tw knife#grian#life series#hermitcraft#trafficsmp#mcyt#he would make a great jigsaw apprentice i know this. remember that one hc scene with him impulse and iskall?? terrifying#my art#requests#anon#askbox#i did actually already jokingly doodle sc/rian as hoffstr/hm once
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Your art style is just so delicious!!! It’s got such low key Ghibli vibes, especially in the eyes, and your color control is fantastic. You’re amazing, keep rockin it! ✨
aw yay, Ghibli vibes!! I grew up on those movies, they've definitely inspired me to create. Thank you sm <3
wanted to draw some small ghibli ghoap after getting this ask. 'Ghost's moving castle'
#ask#anon ask#ghostsoap#my art#cod fanart#doodle#ive actually thought about ghibli ghoap before so you're just feeding the fire#feel like their roles could easily be reversed in this au#with ghost being cursed and moving in with chaotic wizard soap#but then i thought about Howl's bird/creature form and I just really like imagining ghost like that#oh ghost youve enchanted me with ur phantom of the opera pathetic mystery man vibe#feel like a princess mononoke au would ROCK with these two#anyway thank u for mentioning ghibli bc i love ghibli
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I adore your art seeing your MK art was the highlight of my day
♡! ::)
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Hi hope your having a wonderful day! I absolutely love your art
If you have the time I humbly request a Mhin doodle of them eating sweets like a little chipmunk 🐿.
Thats all, Byeeeeeeeeee
🤲🥧
#extra cutesy just 4 u anon 🫵#and I AM having a wonderful day thank you#ngl I loved this prompt#oh to buy Mhin a small apple hand pie 😩😩#touchstarved#touchstarved game#touchstarved mhin#touchstarved fanart#my art#ask
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Idk if ur hard hours r open but 🤭
I had a thought about my pookie baby pie Lee Minho <33 and they’re all filthy <33
I feel like Minho would be soooo into spitting but maybe I’m projecting; he’d totally take you by the throat or jaw and pry your mouth open with his fingertips just to spit into your mouth; maybe calling you “his good slut” and talk about how “obedient you are for him.” He’d also spit on your face, swearing in into your makeup and tears as he punishes you for acting like a brat all day.
And Minho who is totally whipped for you— like I mean whipped. Down horrendously, wants to worship the ground for this u walk on. He’d still tease you and do the usual Lee Minho shenanigans but like??? He’d also be so sweet and kind and gentle with you. Which leads me to fluffy sex with him <33 just adores you and is kissing all along your cheeks, swiping away the tears of overstimulation (though you don’t want him to stop). Maybe if the mood is right HE’D EVEN CRY??? Like mid “I love you” and he’d sob softly; I’m thinking post argument sex?? I need this man so bad……
ANYWAYYY IM NOT GONNA BOMBARD YOU WITH MY HORNY THOUGHTS SO 😭 HAVE THESE <33
I hope ur having a good day and pls drink water and your writing is so good I can’t wait to read more <33 and if it’s okay could I be your first anon? maybe 🫧 anon if I could !
LEE MINHO IS THE RESIDENT SPIT KING IN STRAY KIDS!!!!! i do not make the rules but you cannot deny the truth—i’m glad we see a similar vision 🫧 anon!!!
lee minho’s cock throbs when you tell him you want him to spit in your mouth. he’s thought about it so many times and considers doing it every time the two of you have rough sex but can’t seem to muster up the courage to do it because he doesn’t wanna scare you off :(
it’s an ownership thing for him and also because of how intrinsically degrading it is to spit in someone’s face. it just drives him crazy every time you open your mouth, signalling to him that you want him to defile you. you’re so obedient and needy, and isn’t it so fun and satisfying to demean you when you start acting out?
in addition to a spitting kink, minho has a slapping kink and would get a kick out of slapping you and being slapped whenever either of you deserves it. nothing gives him more euphoria than the sight of your eyes rolled back, face flushed (from embarrassment or from the sharp smack on your cheek, who knows?), all wet from min repeatedly spitting in your face, calling you his dumb baby who can’t do anything without him :(
sub!minho being slapped is also a delicious thought if anyone wants to talk about it hehe!!!!
minho who uses his spit to smear your mascara and lipstick all over your face after you make him jealous!!! telling you you’re the prettiest when he’s turned you into his stupid cock-slut!!!
i think fluffy sex with minho would be slightly rare (he’s a fucker!!!!) but post-argument sex would have him tearing up and sniffling into your neck a little because while he acts like you don’t affect him much, he genuinely cannot picture a life without you (remember minsung two kids room i think where skz was like lino can’t live without jisung YEAH!!!).
minho calling you his pretty little thing, his good little girl, softly kissing your ankles as he fucks into you, twirling your hair around his fingers AAAA
food for thought!!! minho buying you an anklet with his initial on it that jingles every time he thrusts into you <3
#AND THANK U SM BABY HEHE hope u stay happy and healthy i love u sm#lee know x reader#lee know smut#skz smut#stray kids smut#stray kids x reader#skz x reader#skz hard thoughts#skz hard hours#stray kids hard thoughts#stray kids hard hours#lee know hard thoughts#lee know hard hours#lee minho x reader#lee minho smut#lee minho hard thoughts#lee minho hard hours#answered#🫧 anon
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damn right!!!! pervy neighbor!toji would indeed end up having the reader move in with him and he will absolutely love iiiit... that means he can’t have his hands to himself at all, like imagine him fucking the reader and filling her up in in the morning before she goes to college, and later when he comes back from work he can have her again without any worries to be interrupted (still tries to get the reader preggo tho)
damn fucking straight anon!!! you're so damn right...... *kisses u on ur forehead* ur a genius anon ur so smart mwah !! (๑˘︶˘๑)
toji is quick to interrupt your broken whines about being late to class by pressing harder against your upper back, pushing you down from your elbows until your head is turned, the side of your face pressed into the mattress. "you're still thinkin' about that?" he breathes, using his other hand that's gripping your ass to pull you back and forth on his dick like a toy. toji's goal, other than seeing you swell with his baby, is always to make you as dumb as possible before he sends you off to college. it's adorable watching you stumble frantically out the door on wobbly legs, glaring at him while you give him a quick kiss on your way out.
once he lays his chest over your back and buries himself as deep as possible to cum inside you, toji tells you to make sure not to spill a single drop with a salacious grin and a filthy kiss that leaves a string of spit between your lips. as angry as you pretend to be with him for making you late to your first class of the day, toji always hears his phone ding! with a text from you a couple of hours after he leaves for work. he knows by now to open it while he's on his own. you'll send him a picture in a bathroom stall of the mess he made of you with a text saying how much you missed him and needed him to fill you up again. toji just doesn't understand how he managed to get so lucky with his sweet little girlfriend.
after he spends the rest of the day with an aching cock, he gets home to find you on your shared bed doing your homework. you're laying on your stomach, kicking your feet in the air with earbuds in playing your favorite music, angled away from the door so you don't hear him come in. toji loves how you jump a little when he walks over and runs a hand down your back and under the hem of your shirt. you'll take out your earbuds and exclaim how he needs to stop sneaking up on you, but he's already tugging you up to your knees so he can kiss you hard enough to arch your back against the strong arms wrapping around you. "always such a fuckin' tease, sendin' me that shit while i'm at work. y'want more of my cum in you, princess? hm, i don't think y'deserve it after making me hard all fuckin' day. gonna have to make it up to me, sweetheart."
tl;dr, toji's routine with you once you move in with him <3
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Hear me out on this one! A cute secret date turn relationship with Billy x fem reader. He doesn’t want people like his dad or Tommy getting in the way with his time with his girlfriend. You can write it however you pls!
Hope you like that idea, thank you 😊
Hiiiii!!! I’m sorry this sat in my inbox for so long!! I’m finally catching up on all of my requests, and this one is so cute! I really appreciate your patience, and I hope you like it! We're feeling fluffy with this one today 💕 | Master List 📖
You weren’t sure what a date with Billy Hargrove would entail. You had heard the rumors about the new King of Hawkins High – how he took a different girl home every week, and his sleek, blue Camaro was permanently parked out at Lover’s Lake. You were shocked that Friday when you were alone in the auditorium running through light cues, and Billy approached you.
“Tommy’s not here,” you called to him as he walked down one of the aisles. Tommy Hagan had been charged with sweeping up the auditorium during the lunch hour for two weeks after playing what he thought was a harmless prank on a freshman on the basketball team, and you were sure Billy had come looking for him.
“Is it just you in here?” His question caught you off guard, but you tried not to let it distract you from your work.
“Yeah. Did you need something?” Billy sat down in the chair next to you, and you finally looked up from your stack of cue sheets to see his signature smirk and cerulean eyes, deep like the ocean. You could smell his spiced aftershave, a hint of cigarette smoke, and the cool aroma of winterfresh gum as he leaned in closer to you.
“I just came to see if you’re free tonight.” Billy smacked his gum as he rested an arm over the back of your chair, awaiting your answer. You froze, unsure if this was a mistake or some kind of cruel joke.
“What for?” You searched his expression for any clues as to what he might be thinking, but it was unchanging.
“To go out,” he answered nonchalantly. Your breath caught in your chest, and crimson heat crept up to your cheeks.
“Like…on a date?” He had to have noticed your blushing and the perplexing look on your face, but he kept his cool completely.
“Of course.” He beamed, his blinding smile causing your stomach to erupt into butterflies.
“With you?!” Billy’s exterior cracked slightly with that question. He looked offended, almost irritated, and he started to fidget with something in his pocket.
“Look, if you don’t want to –”
“No!” You cut him off in a hurry. “No, it’s not that at all. It’s just –” He looked intently into your eyes as you tried to find the right words to explain your bewilderment. “I guess I didn’t think I was really your type.”
Billy chuckled and looked down at his shoes before meeting your eyes once more. “Well, I guess there’s a lot you don’t know about me. I’ll pick you up at, say, 8 o’clock?” The voice in your head was screaming don’t do it; you know better, but everything else in your body reacted in the complete opposite fashion.
“Sure,” you agreed softly. Billy smiled once more before standing up from his chair, taking smooth strides toward the auditorium’s exit.
“See you tonight,” he called over his shoulder, never looking back. You heard the door close after him, and all you could do was stare wide-eyed at the wall while you tried to process what had just happened.
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Of course he brought you to some random clearing in the woods. You were sure he was either about to murder you or try to get laid, and you couldn’t decide which one was worse. You assumed a date would occur somewhere conventional, like the movies, a restaurant, or the mall – not here at…an overlook? You tried not to let your apprehension show as Billy shifted his car into park.
“Well, here we are,” he declared, opening the driver’s side door and climbing out of the car into the chill of the starry night. You were surprised again when you heard the passenger door opening just a few seconds later, and he helped you out of your seat, steadying you on the uneven ground.
“Where is here, exactly?”
“I’ll show you; come here. And be careful. There’s a lot to trip over out here in the dark,” he warned. That didn’t make you feel any better about the possibility of being murdered, but you didn’t have much choice but to hold onto his arm as he led you to a guard rail at the top of the overlook.
“Wow,” you murmured. Every single light throughout the town of Hawkins was visible from where the two of you stood, and it was absolutely breathtaking. You had never seen so many shooting stars, and the deep navy sky was littered with sparkling clusters which were usually totally camouflaged under the umbrella of downtown’s streetlamps.
“You like it?” Billy sounded hopeful, like he actually cared whether his choice pleased you, and you nodded. He let out a small sigh of relief, and he slowly took your hand from his arm, interlacing your fingers together. The setting was more romantic than you had expected, and you couldn’t shake the nagging thoughts in the back of your mind that something was still amiss.
What if he had taken you here just so no one would see you together?
What if he was ashamed to be with you?
“Billy?” The anxiety in your voice must have been obvious because you felt him tense up beside you.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing at all,” you half lied. “This is amazing. It’s just – are you embarrassed to be seen with me?”
“What?” The hurt in his tone tugged on your heartstrings. “No…no, why would you think that?” His other hand covered the top of yours, and he turned to face you. You could hardly make out his features in the dim glow of the city lights below you, but you could feel his concern tainting the atmosphere.
“I guess I expected a date to be somewhere more public. And when you took me to a hideout in the mountains, I was worried it was because you didn’t want anyone to know we were together,” you admitted, avoiding his eye contact. His warm hands squeezed yours just a little tighter.
“Hey, look at me,” he soothed. “That’s not what this is. I didn’t want anyone to interrupt us. I wanted to be alone, just the two of us, so we could talk. You know, have real conversations. I’m so tired of my dad, my coaches, Tommy, Troy, and everyone else breathing down my neck, criticizing every decision I make.” Billy cupped the side of your face, grazing your cheek with his thumb. “I don’t want anyone getting in the way of something that could be really, really good for me.”
Your scarlet flush returned at his reassurance. You never would have dreamed Billy could be so gentle, so emotional. But he wanted to be here with you, marveling at this beauty, and it was the start of something wonderful.
“I believe you. I’m sorry for assuming. I’m just not used to things like this,” you whispered. He closed the distance between you so that your noses were touching, and you could feel his breath against your lips – a cool, winterfresh breeze.
“Do you want to be together? Like, as a couple?” Billy almost seemed nervous to ask you, but you were elated, answering him without wasting another second.
“Yes. Of course, yes.” You couldn’t stifle your grin. You felt sunshine in your chest, and you didn’t know what else to say in that moment, but everything felt perfect.
Billy leaned in slowly, his lips connecting with yours in the sweetest of first kisses. Time slowed as the two of you connected, and nothing else mattered while you basked in his warmth, stars showering overhead as the town of Hawkins slipped into a slumber below you.
#thank u sm for the ask!!#ily anon💕#writing request#billy hargrove#billy hargrove x reader#billy hargrove x gn!reader#billy hargrove fluff#billy hargrove fanfic#this was such a cute request and I LOVED working on it!#I don't get a lot of fluff/sweetness requests as you can probably imagine lmao#still more to come!!
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