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alexoreality · 2 years
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@itsgettingcrazieroutthere
i'm going to start bothering people from the PoT fandom 😈💅🏼✨✨✨
SOOOOOO Back to topic as to why I called you here.
What would you say to a Singer Ryoma AU? He started singing to cheer himself up after getting defeated by Nanjiro a lot, then suddenly; his Mom took him to a voice coach.
he just thinks "Okay then so If I sing I could also cheer other people up? Cool" He didn't expect to become a famous elementary school singer ALRIGHT?? DON'T BLAME HIM.
What was so great about his voice? Why he doesn't know, this just started out as cheering himself up after losses now it was singing for musicals, for music background for movies.
Sooo He moves back to Japan for some fresh air and to play more tennis.
Too bad some people recognize him as the prodigy singer lmao
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so much insanity in the four books and yet everyone’s roman empire is ronan playing tennis.
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streamburst · 2 years
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✧ YAN! Fluff Zhongli head— cannons!
남준   ──WARNINGS:Inplied kidnapping,Yandere zhongli,Yandere behaviors,Soft zhongli,Fluff
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┆ZHONGLI
[❝We have a contract..don’t we?❞ ]
⇢ Zhongli is always an overprotective guy, He doesn't want you to get hurt even in the slightest bit,Doesn’t even matter if you just scraped your knee!
⇢ Unfortunately due to his overprotectiveness your always inside,Infact he’ll only let you out to go onto the porch of your house,You haven’t gotten to go anywhere in months :(,But he will always be there reassuring you and coddling you making up another excuse on how Danton’s it is outside
⇢ he’s a amazing cuddler,Whatever your worrying about will instantly vanish once he sets your head on his plush thighs and plays softly with your hair!,He adores you so much and you shouldn’t be worrying about anything that doesn’t include him..
⇢ His favorite part of the day is coming back home from a long day of work to see you snuggled up in bed sleeping!,It does annoy him how late he has to work but seeing your sleepy face always puts him at ease
⇢ at this point into the relationship,if you could even call it that,It seems you’ve finally realized what’s happening and that your trapped,Yelling,Fighting and much more,No matter how much you try to,You can’t leave,He won’t let you,He worked so hard to get you and it would be ashame to just let you go
⇢ the night ends the same as always,You whining and sobbing into his chest as he plays with your hair,Whispering murmurs on how much he loves you and that he promises he’ll take care of you
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bakanokiwami · 2 years
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Ralph Rhinehart & Echizen Ryoma ◍ New Prince of Tennis: U-17 World Cup EP 1
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tloariart · 1 year
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finding out that xingqiu and ryoma echizen from prince of tennis share the same voice actress lead to this
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“I like it better when we’re playing on the same side of the court,” Hans said, gently nudging her with an elbow.
Elsa turned to him, raising an eyebrow as she replied, “Oh, I thought you liked winning?”
“Don’t get me wrong, I do like winning and beating you during our practice matches, but victory actually tastes sweeter when I win with you.”
Hearing the response, the blonde lets out a scoff, before she pretended to look busy with the new grip of her racket, trying to hide her flushing cheeks. 
 “You’re a tennis player, Hans, not a poet. If you work more on your drop shot instead of this art of seduction, maybe we’ll have a better chance of winning this tournament.”
“So, you’d rather be seduced by my tennis?”
“I’d rather not.”
“Very well, then, if we don’t win, the blame will be on you.”
Elsa looked up, her mouth curved into a smirk as she narrowed her eyes at her partner.
“I wouldn’t dare if I were you,” she said, pulling out the yellow ball from the hidden pocket under her skirt, bouncing it on the grass surface several times, before hitting an ace down the T line. She turned to Hans and flashed him a smile. “You know why.”
Once she was satisfied with the stunned look on the redhead’s face, Elsa jogged towards the other side of the court. She was unaware of the way Hans beamed as he followed her with his green eyes—both smitten and challenged by her charm.
advantage, arendahl. coming soon.
For Helsa Week 2022, Prompt 4: Rival | @helsaweekmasterlist
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ariddletobesolved · 1 year
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Hi, it's me again. Can you do a drabble of Helsa with number 4, please?
Thanks for sending me the prompt. Sorry that it took a long time to respond. Hope you're in the mood for some fluff :3 this one sets in the Tennis Players AU.
4. “Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?” From this post: send me a pairing and a number and i’ll write you a drabble. (if anyone would like to send a number, pls send it to @written-by-ariddletobesolved thanks)
The sound of grunts almost in sync with the sound of a ball being hit across the court greeted Hans when he got there.
Putting down his tennis bag on the bench next to a baby blue tennis bag bearing Elsa’s signature golden crocus logo, he then stood at the side of the court with his hands on his hips, observing closely. A towel bearing the tournament logo hung loosely over his shoulders, and he used it to wipe out the sweat trailing down his temple. The Australian summer sun was high in the sky, and Hans couldn’t help but admire his mixed doubles partner for not letting the heat beat her spirit.
“You’re done with practice, Hans?” Elsa muttered, still not losing her focus from the yellow ball that was mounted by the ball machine from the other baseline.
“Yup,” Hans said, before walking back towards the bench and grabbed a bottle of water. “And I’m here to deliver you some news from Coach Agnarr himself.”
Just when Elsa turned to Hans, the ball machine stopped working as the balls had run out. She tilted her head, her cheeks flushing and she was panting from running and returning the balls.
"What did my father say?" She asked, before doing a small jog to approach the auburn haired man. Elsa took the water bottle from his grasp and took a big gulp. "I hope he didn't plan on hosting a dinner party this time."
She almost cringed at that thought. It was an annual thing that her father liked to do: hosting a dinner party at the start of the year not only for their small team, which was mainly consisted of Agnarr and Iduna—Elsa and Anna's parents, who were coaching both Hans and Elsa respectively, Coach Mattias—Anna's coach, and the physiotherapists with whom they all travelled the world; but also for some of their sponsors, players who trained at Arendelle Tennis Academy who were competing in the same tournament along with their coaches, and some of Agnarr Arendelle's former rivals and friends who lived in Australia or were in town to watch the tournament. Elsa disliked large gatherings, and no matter how many times her parents told her how important connections are, even if you were an athlete, she still thought it wasn't exactly necessary for her to be there.
Hans grinned. "No, he didn't."
Elsa raised an eyebrow as she grabbed a towel from the bench. "Okay, don't play with riddles with me, Hans, what is it?"
"A picnic, tomorrow noon," Hans replied, biting back a smile. "But it's more intimate, so there'll be your parents, us, your sister, and Coach Mattias."
Letting out a sigh, Elsa took a seat on the bench. She started to roll her right shoulder which was seemingly sore from the practice.
"Well, at least I don't have to pretend I care about which qualifier is gonna have a good run this time," said Elsa, stealing a glance at Hans and smiling. 
"You're a top player, Elsa, of course they value your opinions about other players. Besides, you made history by being the first qualifier to win a Grand Slam two years ago, of course they're interested to hear what you have to say," Hans said.
"Now, that's just too kind, Hans." Elsa smiled even wider, but she tried to wave his reply off as a mere compliment. But her smile turned into a flinch and she went to massage her right shoulder. 
Hans, who noticed the sudden change of demeanour, quickly said, “Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”
Nodding, she then patted the spot next to her for him to sit. When Hans gently worked to loosen the tense muscle, Elsa let out a sigh in contentment, her blue eyes fluttering close.
"Hmmh, it feels better now," she muttered. "Gosh, remind me to not sleep on my right side for a little too long again."
Hans grinned. "I would, if you weren't a heavy sleeper. You keep rolling onto your side and clinging on me, even after I push you so that you lie on your back."
At the comment, Elsa felt her cheeks flush even redder. "It's not my fault that you're more comfortable than a body pillow."
"I know." Hans pressed a kiss on the blonde's temple. "But also, maybe you need to slow down a bit with this intense training. I'm pretty sure your mum would want you to be fit and healthy until the Tour Finals."
"I'm not sure if I would qualify for this year's Tour Finals," Elsa sighed. "Not when you have players like Astrid Hofferson dominating the tour."
Hans stopped for a while, before brushing back a few strands of blonde hair from her face, making her turn to him. "You'll do great, okay, Kaere?" 
Elsa pressed her lips into a thin line, as if she was thinking. "Well, I do have an idea, but only if you're up for a challenge."
"I'm always ready."
"So I'll try my best to qualify for the Tour Finals, but only if you do too," she grinned. "We have months until the US Open, and whoever gets qualified first is the winner of this race."
"What's the catch?" Hans smirked.
"I haven't thought about it, to be honest, but I think the winner gets whatever they want. Deal?"
Hans leaned in to peck her lips shortly, before saying, "Deal."
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ghostypetrainer · 2 years
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Lian's basically always seen as the baby warden (along w sabi, but i feel like he fits better for this purpose) so i think it would be HILARIOUS if he filled the role of bazooka Bill in the spy x family au. He has the muscles you'd expect from someone who regularly mines for rocks and trains rock Pokemon, and the proportions of an anime 13-year-old, but he is really the same age as rei, akari, and Barry! Just super tall for a kid lmao (bc i really can't imagine 30-year-old-looking lian lol, and that image of Bill looking SUPER tall, only to be eclipsed in height by his EVEN TALLER FATHER - tho clay might be his uncle in this one, like in the zoroark possession au - was super funny).
yeah, while I couldn't see him being as beefy as Bill lmao... just Lian, with his canon PLA height but he's actually six years old instead of like, twelve. totally normal first grader. nothing to see here!!
but also the mental image of him getting so freaked out by Akari's keen dodging 'skills' is so funny to me. And then Akari just fucking up her killer move and he just knocks her out anyways. incredible mental images all around.
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discendia · 2 years
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Romeo and Juliet ~ Balcony
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nuisancehelicopter · 2 years
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That time when Seigaku drank too much Inui juice that they were airdropped into an alternate Late Edo Period Anime.
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alexoreality · 2 years
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no cuz... When Ryoga's Aunt finally took him back and Nanjiro had to break the news to him.
instead of asking "so I won't have a mom/dad anymore?" our little dude Ryoga legit asks this;
"So I won't have a baby brother anymore?" HE LEGIT ASKS IF HE CAN'T SEE RYOMA AGAIN, THE BLATANT FAVORITISM.
and NANJIRO JUST; "No matter where you are, you and Ryoma will always be brothers." LIKE?? HE DOESN'T MIND IT??
probs because his favorite is Ryoma too tbh lmao
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finelinefae · 2 months
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𓈒⟡₊⋆∘ finelinefae's masterlist 𓈒⟡₊⋆∘
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₊˚⊹♡ series ₊˚⊹♡
flower (tattoo artist h x innocent y/n) harry's a tattoo artist next door to y/n's flower shop Part 1 | Part 2 (complete) - blurb masterlist -
the aviator (pilot harry x teacher y/n) It’s the 1950s. Harry is the best pilot on the Air Force base and y/n is a teacher at a nursery. Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (complete)
the match (tennis player!h x tennis player!yn) y/n's desperate to play tennis and who better to coach her than her rival Part 1 | Part 2
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₊˚⊹♡ soft girl sunday one shots ₊˚⊹♡
all one shots based on this idea
soft (non au harry x plus size y/n) harry is obsessing over his girlfriend as she supports him on tour
tongue tied (high school au Harry) y/n has a stutter and Harry loves to hear her speak
home (doctor!harry) y/n is homesick and harry wants to help her
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₊˚⊹♡ one shots ₊˚⊹♡
everything with you a simple, true kind of love
you & i (prince!h x maid!yn) harry is a royal in love with a serving girl
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toastedqueso · 2 years
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Hit Fast Forward
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Pairing: Jaehyun x Reader (F) Other Characters: Haechan, Wendy, Taeyong, Yuta  Genre: Smut, Comedy, College AU, Porn AU Summary: Y/N goes back to film one more porn before calling it quits. This time, her co-star is Jaehyun, or "Coach Jae". He looks as gentle like as a prince, but he's as wicked as a demon. He won't let her off the hook, or rather tennis court, easily. Warnings: pornography, alcohol, food, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, oral sex (m receiving), ass smacking, spitting, spit swallowing, degradation, anal fingering, creampie, overstimulation, choking, squirting, slight dubcon, Jaehyun is mean (but it’s fake?) Word Count: 3.6k A/N: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Finally! The next installment in the Hit Series. This took a while to write for various reasons (both related to writing and not related to writing) and I had to throw out many drafts. Maybe they’ll show up in another fic in the future and not as a cheesy porno. There is a moment of slight dubcon towards the end, though scripted. Either way, I'm calling that out. This series is not intended to glamorize and/or glorify the porn industry. This is purely fictional. If you’re under 18 and/or not comfortable with anything listed in the warnings, DO NOT READ THIS. If you think I should include any additional warnings, please let me know.   Taglist: @kawennote09​ @yesohhsehun (can’t tag) Taglist Form
Hit Series Masterlist 01. Hit Record | 02. Hit Pause | 03. Hit Rewind | 04. Hit Fast Forward
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Y/N is full of regret. She knows she shouldn’t have done it, but doing it felt so good - so liberating. To celebrate midterms ending, she went bar hopping with friends and got shitfaced the previous night. The euphoria was only short term. Now, she’s suffering the consequences with a hangover that’s making her feel like her head will explode. The only comfort she has is knowing that she has her favorite hangover cure - ramen with extra cheese melted on top. She sits down at their creaky IKEA dining table, when she hears Haechan slam his bedroom door open. He stomps over and glares at her.
“Why didn’t you tell me you did porn again?” Haechan screams. Y/N drops her chopsticks and massages her temples. The throbbing headache was just starting to disappear before Haechan made his entrance.
“I don’t have to tell you everything I do,” Y/N retorts.
She grabs her chopsticks from her bowl and starts stuffing her face with ramen. Haechan sighs and storms into the kitchen to  himself a bowl of cereal. Y/N tries to eat as quickly as she can, she knows Haechan has more to say, he was never one to let others have the last word. After Haechan pours milk into his cereal, he shoves a spoonful of cereal in his mouth and aggressively chews. After he’s had a few bites, he snaps his head in Y/N’s direction.
“Well the porn thing was my idea!” Haechan emphasizes by waving his spoon in Y/N’s direction.
“Okay? Thanks Haechan? Is that what you were looking for?” Y/N rolls her eyes and goes back to enjoying her ramen.
Haechan huffs at her complete disregard. “You should at least treat me. Kimchi jjigae? Some coffee? Maybe new headphones. Yeah, definitely, new headphones.”
“So you can watch porn on full volume while I suffer from hearing you jerk off? No thanks.”
“Fine. Whatever. I’ll get myself a sugar mama. I’m cute. I’m playful. I’m everything MILFs dream about.”
“But do you even know how to fuck?”
Haechan slams his bowl of Frosted Flakes on their dining table and flops down onto the chair across from Y/N. He violently stirs his cereal and scowls at Y/N.
“If you’re so concerned, then you should teach me. It’s not like you have any trouble there.”
Y/N slurps the ramen broth harder than she meant to and has a coughing fit. Haechan grabs the chopsticks and bowl out of Y/N’s hands. Y/N figures he’ll help by patting her back, but instead, he grabs ramen from the bowl and quickly slurps.
“What…the…fuck?” Y/N coughs out.
Haechan waves the chopsticks in the air dismissively. “Speaking of fuck, why the fuck do you only film threesomes?”
“First of all, gross! Chew with your mouth closed, you gremlin!” Y/N snatches her chopsticks and bowl back from Haechan. “Second of all, it was only twice.”
“And you’ve only filmed twice! That means 100% threesomes! Now you’re the new girl that likes to get all her holes stuffed,”
“Okay, can we not talk about this right now? I’m trying to eat and you’re not helping my hangover.” Y/N massages her forehead to temporarily relieve some of the pain.
Haechan raises his hands in defense. “Hey, I’m just trying to be supportive!”
“You can be supportive by shutting up.”
Haechan grumbles out a complaint too low for Y/N to hear. They eat in awkward silence for the rest of their meals. Y/N mulls over what to say to Haechan next. After their little tiff, Y/N knows she has to come clean to him on anything regarding her little venture. She drops her chopsticks into the bowl and the clanking sound catches Haechan’s attention.
“Well, for your information, I’m filming one more porn and that’s it,” Y/N states. Haechan pauses for a moment and the corners of his mouth slowly rise into a smile.
“Is it a threesome?” Haechan jokes.
Y/N rolls her eyes. At least he’s still acting like himself.
“You’ll just have to find out.” With that, Y/N gets up and puts her bowl in the sink and turns to Haechan.
“Since I’m the breadwinner of this household, you’re washing my bowl.”
Haechan groans, but Y/N leaves before Haechan can spin the same argument that he deserves a cut of her fortune.
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Her last filming day arrives sooner than Y/N anticipates. A few days later, she heads over to the filming location - an indoor tennis court. Adrenaline and nerves both rush through her as she enters the location. At first glance, it seems entirely empty except for some of the filming crew. Wendy rushes over to Y/N as soon as she spots her and  ushers her into the locker room to get dressed. Y/N’s outfit is simple - white polo crop top, navy blue tennis skirt and white tennis shoes. Her tennis skirt is intentionally short enough to show off a bit of the curve of her ass and red thong. Her hair is pulled up in a ponytail to complete her sporty look. Once she’s ready, she steps onto the court. Wendy rushes over and gives her a quick scan and nods.
“Looks good! You’re ready to retire like a champ!” Wendy hypes her up.
Wendy walks her over to where Jaehyun is sitting by the tennis court and introduces them. Wendy excuses herself to help set up, leaving Y/N and Jaehyun alone. Y/N immediately notices how handsome he is. He looks like a prince - classically handsome, well-built physique and charming dimples. He’s dressed in a polo and shorts, showing off his toned muscular build.
“God. Am I really going to get fucked by this guy???” Y/N thinks to herself. Y/N tries to be as discreet as possible checking Jaehyun out, but she accidentally makes eye contact with him. He chuckles and shows off his dimples. Her face heats up realizing she’s been caught in the act. There’s a moment of awkward silence until Jaehyun clears his throat.
“You know, in my first porn they had me running around in a jockstrap,” Jaehyun confesses, trying to ease her discomfort. He turns to the left glaring at Taeyong and shouts, “Taeyong is an asshole.”
“I was lucky to start fully clothed then!” Y/N laughs. “But he eventually gets everyone naked. It’s a talent.”
Jaehyun lets out a deep laugh. “You’re funny. I like you.”
Taeyong strides over and elbows Jaehyun. “Don’t worry, Y/N. You’ll hate Jaehyun by the end of today.”
Jaehyun and Taeyong continue their bickering until Wendy clears her throat.
“If you’re both done acting like kids, we should get started.”
“I’m almost done setting up.” Taeyong sighs. He starts on his way, but turns to Jaehyun. “Don’t think I can’t kick your ass. I’ve been working out!”
“I’d love to see you try!” Jaehyun taunts.
“We can save that for another porn with you two. Get your pancake ass moving, Taeyong!” Wendy barks.
Y/N makes a mental note to keep an eye out for it in case Wendy’s serious. She hasn’t seen too much of Jaehyun’s previous work before either and adds that to her list too, especially the porn of him running around in a jockstrap. She tries not to think too hard about the image, but finds it a little hard knowing he’s going to be naked in a few minutes.
“Have you ever played tennis?” Jaehyun asks, breaking her out of daydreaming about him in a jockstrap.
“Uhhh does Ping Pong count?” Y/N responds.
“Ping Pong?” Jaehyun laughs incredulously. “Oh definitely not. That’s not a real sport.”
“Yes it is! You hit a ball! It’s a sport! It’s in the Olympics!” Y/N argues.
“By that definition, sex is a sport too,” Jaehyun retorts.
“Well then, it is!”
The two continue their bickering and the previous tension is long gone. Jaehyun is a lot friendlier and easygoing than Y/N had expected. After a couple of moments, Taeyong whistles to grab their attention.
“If you both are done arguing, let’s get started. Maybe channel that into fucking,” Taeyong suggests.
Y/N and Jaehyun roll their eyes and make their way towards the center of the court. Taeyong gives them some general guidelines of areas where they should be and a reminder to ignore him when he’s up close with the camera. They get in their positions and Taeyong yells “Action!” at them.
Y/N takes a deep breath and walks up to Jaehyun by the bench. She drops off her duffel bag and makes a show of bending over. Jaehyun makes an obvious show of checking her out.
“Hi I’m Y/N. I’m here for my tennis lesson with you,” Y/N introduces herself.
“I’m Coach Jae.” Jaehyun reaches his hand out and Y/N shakes it. He looks at her from head to toe and smiles. “You’re definitely dressed to do some damage.”
“I’m ready for you, Coach.” Y/N giggles.
“Good. Grab your racket and meet me by the cart.”
Y/N nods and turns to her duffel bag. Y/N bends down and arches her back to show off her soaked thong and ass. She slowly grabs her tennis racket to make sure Taeyong gets a good shot.
After she stands up straight, she jogs over to Jaehyun. He explains they’ll do some warm up drills and throws a ball towards her to hit to warm up. Once they start, she clumsily misses the ball. Jaehyun gives her an encouraging smile and throws her another ball, she misses again. And again.
Changing strategies, he gives her some balls to hit by herself. Unfortunately, she does a poor job of hitting them over the net. Jaehyun rubs his face in frustration and calls Y/N over to him.
“You know what? I think that’s enough for today.” Jaehyun folds his arms and sighs. “You’re not focusing.”
“I’m sorry, Coach! I -” Y/N begs.
Jaehyun scoffs and drops his tennis racket. “You’re sorry? You haven’t been paying attention at all.”
“I’m really sorry, Coach! Please let me make it up to you!” Y/N is on her knees, looking up at Jaehyun with a pleading look.
Jaehyun lets out an exasperated sigh and shakes his head. He grabs Y/N’s shoulder and pulls her up.
“Oh, you’ll definitely make it up to me.” He grabs the hem of her polo and tugs. “Strip.”
Y/N gulps thickly at his order and nods. She slowly takes off her polo and drops it on the court. Jaehyun smiles and gives her an encouraging nod. Y/N unzips her tennis skirt and lets it drop around her feet. She reaches back to unhook her bra, but Jaehyun grabs her hand to stop her. He unhooks her bra and throws it to the ground. His hands immediately go to massage her boobs. Y/N lets out a gasp from the contact. She feels herself getting wetter and wanting him more. He turns her around, facing her back to him. Jaehyun slides his right hand to her ass and gives her right ass cheek a squeeze, causing Y/N to mewl.
“Hmm nice. Really nice,” he comments, letting go of her ass.
Without warning, his hand comes down to smack her ass. Y/N yelps and jumps forward from the impact. She knows from the stinging sensation that it’ll leave a mark. Jaehyun moves his hand to cup her pussy and laughs.
“So fucking wet.” He nudges Y/N to spread her thighs. He rubs his fingers against her folds, coating them with her wetness. He teases her by rubbing the tips of his fingers on her clit then sliding them to her entrance.
“Mmm Coach,” Y/N moans. Her pussy clenches to try to feel more of his fingers. Jaehyun immediately pulls his fingers away and Y/N pouts.
“I thought you wanted to make it up to me,” Jaehyun taunts.
“Here?” Y/N asks. Jaehyun nods in response.
“But Coach, what if someone comes in?” Y/N replies, feigning a sense of fear.
“You’re worried about getting caught now?” He tilts her face up and smirks. “But isn’t this what you wanted? Let everyone see a slut like you get fucked good.”
Jaehyun shoves Y/N to the ground and hovers over her. His hands slide to her boobs and pinch her nipples. Y/N lets out a whine. She wants more, she needs more of Jaehyun.
“Fucking whore,” Jaehyun face twists in anger. He tightly grabs Y/N’s cheeks and forces her mouth open. He spits into her mouth and forces her mouth closed.
“Swallow,” Jaehyun commands. Y/N nods and swallows.
“Good. You do know how to follow directions now.”
Jaehyun stands up to quickly take off his clothes. Y/N presses up on her forearms to get a better look of his muscular physique. He slides his boxer briefs off and starts pumping his half hard cock. Y/N admires the sight and bites her lower lip in anticipation. She’s looking forward to this.
“Like what you see?” Jaehyun leans closer and grabs her ponytail. He pulls her closer to his cock. “I better not have to coach you to do this.”
Y/N nods and grabs his length tight. She slowly licks the tip, tasting the saltiness. Jaehyun lets out a moan of approval. She trails down the underside of his cock to his balls. She takes his balls in mouth and fists his cock.
“Fuck! So good,” Jaehyun says in appreciation
Y/N gives another lick to his tip and lets go of his cock.
“Coach, I want you inside me.” Y/N looked up at Jaehyun with hooded eyes.
“Fuck.” Jaehyun lets out a low growl and pushes Y/N back onto the ground.
Jaehyun spreads her thighs, exposing her dripping pussy. He runs two fingers down her folds and spreads them to show off how wet she is. He rubs his cock on her folds to collect some of her wetness then presses into her without warning.
“Oh fuck!” Y/N cries out from the unexpected stretch.
Jaehyun stills inside her and gives her thighs a comforting squeeze. He sucks on a sensitive spot on her inner thigh and she nods soon to signal him to continue. Jaehyun thrusts into her immediately at a brutal pace. Despite the friction from the court on her back, Y/N only feels the pleasure from Jaehyun.
Y/N knows she’s close and wants to feel more of him. She puts her hands on Jaehyun’s toned pecs and takes her time moving her hands down to feel his muscular body. Her hands make their way to his hips and she tightens her grip. From the way Jaehyun furrows his eyebrows, he’s well aware that she’s getting close. He pulls out of her, causing her to whine.
“Not so fast.” Jaehyun grabs her by the ponytail and pulls her up. “Turn around. Face down, ass up.”
Y/N immediately complies. She rests the right side of her face, shoulders and knees on the ground and arches her back. Jaehyun is quick to spread her ass, grabbing each cheek tight enough to bruise. He pushes his cock back inside of Y/N. Y/N whimpers from how deep the new angle hits her. Jaehyun also lets out a groan from how good the new angle feels. He pounds into her at a steady speed.
It doesn’t take long until Y/N looks up at Jaehyun with hooded eyes, conveying that she’s close to her peak. Jaehyun knows she needs just a little more. He trails his thumb from the edge of her pussy up to her rim. Y/N is too caught up in her own pleasure to realize what he’s planning. He presses his thumb into her rim, making her suddenly clench around his cock.
“Oh fuck!” Y/N screams out. She feels herself get closer with the unexpected stretching in her ass.
Jaehyun keeps his whole thumb inside her rim and tightly grips her ass while roughly pounding deeper and faster into her. With each thrust, Y/N feels the pain morphing into pleasure. It doesn’t take long for the tension to snap and her orgasm hits her. She lets out a string of curses as her pussy convulses around Jaehyun’s dick. He laughs and keeps his rough pace even after she rides out her high.
Sensing that Y/N needs a break, Jaehyun pulls out and pushes Y/N onto her back. He rests her right leg on his left shoulder. He smirks when he sees her pussy still convulsing. The break is short lived and pushes his cock back inside her.
“Fuuuck! Your cunt feels so fucking good!” Jaehyun groans as he stills inside her.
Jaehyun pounds into her quickly and Y/N squirms underneath him from the overstimulation. The sensation from his thrusts is too much too soon. Y/N starts tearing up. Jaehyun smiles and wipes away her tears.
“You’re crying?” Jaehyun taunts. “Good, you learned your lesson.”
Jaehyun seems to be more turned on by her crying and pounds into her at an unrelenting speed. Fortunately, it only takes a couple of more thrusts before Jaehyun reaches his peak. He bites into the soft skin on her inner thigh as he cums inside her. Y/N screams from the feeling of both. Jaehyun continues to thrust into her as finishes releasing inside of her.
Jaehyun takes a moment to catch his breath before he carefully pulls out of her. He watches his cum drip out of Y/N’s pussy. Jaehyun takes his fingers and collects as much of his dripped out cum as he can.
“Tsk. First you waste my time and now you waste my cum.”
Jaehyun slips his cum-soaked fingers inside of her and fucks her. This is all a little too much too soon for Y/N and her legs begin to shake.
“Oh God! Please! It’s too much!” Y/N cries.
“Too much? You want me to stop?” Jaehyun stills his fingers inside her.
Even if it was too much, Y/N still needed more. Y/N squirms around, trying to build up the lost sensation. As much as she was shaking from overstimulation, she still wanted his touch. Her pussy tightens around his fingers urging him to continue.
“No! Please! I’m so close!” Y/N begs. “I need to come again!”
“Pathetic whore.” Jaehyun bends forward and with his free hand grips her neck and squeezes.
“I’m fucking my cum back inside you. You want that, don’t you?” Jaehyun mocks.
Y/N nods. Tears are rolling down her face, both from the ache of want and the pressure on her neck.
“Use your words,” Jaehyun demands.
He loosens his grip on her throat. Y/N gasps for air and coughs.
“Please. I want your cum inside me,” Y/N rasps out.
Jaehyun smirks and tightens his grip on her neck once again. He slips in a third finger inside her pussy and starts pumping his fingers in and out again. He curves his fingers and pounds into her g-spot. Y/N reacts immediately and her pussy tightens around his fingers.
“Fuck. You like that? You like getting stuffed with my cum.” Jaehyun laughs
Y/N nods. “Please, Coach, I need to come!”
Jaehyun erratically rubs her clit to take her over the edge, pussy gripping his fingers tightly. He keeps thrusting his fingers and Y/N cries out as fluid squirts out soaking Jaehyun’s hand. That wasn’t part of the script, but Y/N feels too good to think about anything except enjoying the moment. Jaehyun looks genuinely surprised by her squirting, but quickly masks his expression with a triumphant smile.
“Aaaand cut!” Taeyong shouts.
Jaehyun collapses next to Y/N to rest.
“Shit. I’m sorry. Are you okay?” Jaehyun apologizes. He lightly places a comforting hand on Y/N’s shoulder.
“Don’t worry about it. It was all in the script.” Y/N waves him off. “Well, minus the squirting. That was my favorite though.”
Jaehyun’s ears turn a shade of red. “Well that’s a relief, but I still feel bad.”
“So bad, you came inside her? So bad, you fingered your cum back inside her?” Taeyong chimes in. He throws bathrobes at the two of them.
“Fuck off.” Jaehyun shoots him a glare. They both get in their bathrobes quickly.
“I’m just here to tell you both to hit the showers before Wendy screams at you.” Taeyong shoos them off towards the locker room.
After they get cleaned up, they all go out for dinner to celebrate Y/N’s retirement from porn. Everyone is slightly tipsy by the end of the night except Taeyong, who kept losing to Yuta at Rock, Paper, Scissors and had 10 too many shots for a lightweight. When it comes time for Y/N to leave, Jaehyun gives Y/N a tube of Arnica and a box of Salon Pas as a parting gift. He apologizes once again, but Y/N waves him off. Despite how rough he was on screen, he lives up to his gentleman stereotype.
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talkingteardrop · 4 months
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guess who made a new au
Bfdi medieval au
The Fire Kingdom
Kings: Gasoline Queen: Lighter Princes/Princesses: Firey, match Soldier: Coiny, Nickel, naily, needle, pin Townsfolk: Black hole, bomby, clock, donut, eraser, pen, PB, saw
The Plant Kingdom
Kings: Flowers dad Queen: Flowers mom Princes/Princesses: Flower, poppy Soldier: Lollipop, Pencil, Ruby, Lightning Townsfolk: Bell, Blocky, Book, Cake, Foldy, Fries, Gaty, Pie, taco
The Water Kingdom
Kings: None Queen: Ghasty (at first) Princes/Princesses: Water Droplet, Teardrop Soldier: Fanny, Pillow, snowball, Liy Townsfolk: Barf Bag, Bottle, Ice Cube, Bubble, cloudy, GB, Loser, spongy
Misc Peasants: Grassy, Leafy, Gelatin, rocky, BasketBall, Tree, Taggy, Winner, Profily, Marker, stapy
Messangers: Remote, TV, RF, Roboty, Tennis Ball, Woody, Yellow Face
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Can you do a one word prompt with Sleep?
I really enjoyed writing this one! Thanks for the prompt, Anon! ^^
One Word Prompt 11 — Sleep
Note: This one sets in Tennis Players AU, before this. Enjoy! 
He wonders what she may be thinking at that moment. Lying in the dark on his side, Hans watches the way her shoulder rises as she takes a deep breath and falls as she exhales. Even with her back facing him, he can tell that she hasn’t fallen asleep. He lifts one hand, contemplating whether or not he should ask her.
‘Elsa?’
Instead of an answer, Hans is greeted by silence. He doesn’t want to sound pushy, but Elsa needs to get some rest, because tomorrow is going to be a big day for her.
‘Love?’ He calls her once again, ‘Perhaps you want to share what you have in mind?’
There’s a loud sigh, before the blonde turns to face him. Elsa frowns slightly, then she reaches for his hand in between their pillows, thumb rubbing his skin gently.
‘What if I lose tomorrow?’
Hans flashes her a comforting smile, taking her hand in between his. ‘You’ve been practising and preparing for this moment, Elsa. You beat three top ten players en route to the final round, consider yourself a champion already.’
‘But that’s not enough. The champion will have her name engraved on the trophy, and if it isn’t mine, then I’m not the champion,’ she protests. ‘I can’t have Hofferson lift that trophy tomorrow. She’s beaten me twice in finals this year. If I lose to her for the third time this year, I can’t live with the humiliation.’
‘Elsa, look at me,’ Hans says, prompting her to dart her attention at him. ‘You’re putting too much pressure on yourself, love. Remember, this is your favourite tournament on your favourite surface. That Centre Court out there is basically your playground, okay? I believe that you can do it, Elsa.’
Elsa lets out a sigh, slowly nodding her head. The talk may not help much in easing her tension, but he just wanted to show her some support. Hans had been there before, playing in the final round of a Grand Slam tournament against the (then) world number one, and he was struggling a lot. The result was not one he expected, and he was upset at himself for not being able to save a couple of break points. But he knew that dwelling on the loss wouldn’t help him get better. He needed to pick up his racket again and practice more.
Extending his arm, he gestures at her to scoot closer. ‘Come here, love!’
She takes her time rolling into his embrace. Resting her hand over his chest, Elsa murmurs,
‘You’ll be there tomorrow, right?’ She looks up through her eyelashes.
‘Of course I will.’ Hans presses a kiss on her forehead, gently combing through her blonde locks. ‘Now I want you to try to not think about the results, okay? Remember why you decided to play tennis in the first place, what makes you love the sport, and stay focused on yourself—not your opponent.’
‘I’ll try, Hans,’ she replies, before nuzzling the crook of his neck. ‘Thank you for being so patient with me.’
Hans smiles, ‘Well, we’re partners on and off court. We shall help each other through thick and thin.’
Elsa looks up at him once more and pecks his lips. ‘What would I do without you?’
‘Umm, firstly, you wouldn’t have a good looking hitting partner, and secondly, you wouldn’t reach another Mixed Doubles Final. Remember, we still have another match on Sunday.’
‘Oh shoot, you’re right!’
‘Now, let’s get some sleep, shall we?’ Hans pulls her in an embrace, spooning her from behind. ‘Good night Elsa, I love you.’
‘I love you.’
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rainisawriter · 8 months
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Pumpkin Spice Fluff (Flufftober 2023 Masterlist)
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🍂 Introduction 🍂
So, for the past few years I've been doing this set called Frightful October but I wanted to do something different this year. I have decided to try my hand at @flufftober this year!
I'm quite nervous because I only found this challenge last month and, as of posting this, I've only completed one lmao I really want to try and get all 31 but I'm not promising anything, knowing how I struggle to finish shit.
I originally planned to make this entire event original fiction however, then I changed my mind and decided to do half original and half fanfiction. I then changed my mind a third time and have decided to go with all fanfiction lmao
This set will be tagged with #RFO - PSF and #RFO - PSF23. You can see this set posted on AO3 and WordPress.
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Ficography under the cut!
🍂 Week 1 (October 1st – 7th) 🍂
Day 1. Cowardly San (San, Ateez) | 3k | fluff, angst, non-idol au
Day 2. To Be Family (Yamato, High&Low) | 4k | fluff, family
Day 3. What Changed? (Jaemin, NCT) | 1k | fluff, college au
Day 4. The Ugly Duckling (Amagai, High&Low) | 7k | angst, fluff
Day 5. Stood Up (Reo, Generations) | 3k | fluff
Day 6. The Sun & Moon (Bernie, High&Low) | 6k | angst, fluff
Day 7. Together-Forever (Woozi, Seventeen) | 7k | fluff, supernatural, romance
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🍂 Week 2 (October 8th - 14th) 🍂
Day 8. Strange One (Takeshi, High&Low) | 3k | fluff, comedy
Day 9. Luck of the Draw (Wooyoung, Ateez) | 2k | fluff, friendship
Day 10. Made With Love (Shibaman, High&Low) | 5k | fluff, romance, slice of life
Day 11. A Helping Hand (Cobra, High&Low) | 2k | fluff, slice of life, romance
Day 12. One Day, You'll Be Mine (Hitsugaya, Bleach) | 5k | fluff, comedy
Day 13. You've A Lot of Explaining to Do (Yamasho, The Rampage) | 3k | fluff, supernatural
Day 14. Hyuga & the Three Kittens (Hyuga, High&Low) | 4k | fluff, slice of life
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🍂 Week 3 (October 15th - 21st) 🍂
Day 15. Missing & Cursed (Choutarou, Prince of Tennis) | 6k | fluff, supernatural, magic
Day 16. A Halloween Miracle (Ice, High&Low) | 5k | fluff, romance slice of life
Day 17. Accept Me As I Am (Ryu, the Rampage)
Day 18. To the Hot Springs (Tsuji, High&Low)
Day 19. I'll Never Leave (Renato, Dead by Daylight)
Day 20. To Care for You (Murayama, High&Low) | 5k | fluff, angst, slice of life
Day 21. Welcome to the Realm (Nic, Dead by Daylight) | 3k | fluff, friendship
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🍂 Week 4 (October 22nd - 28th) 🍂
Day 22. My Beautiful Captain (Futa, High&Low) | 4k | fluff, angst, comfort
Day 23. Little Starfish (Floyd, Twisted Wonderland) | 3k | fluff, soulmate au
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🍂 Week 5 (October 29th - 31st) 🍂
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