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luveline · 10 months

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Can I request just Peter and shy!reader cuddling and stuff after a long day (after r having a long day or after peters spidey stuff whichever) ❤️

thank you for your request! tasm!peter parker x fem!reader, 1k

It feels like Peter's been gone for a long, long time when he finally comes home. Hair whipped every which way from swinging, his cheeks kissed by cold, nose bitten and pink, he drops his keys by the door and sweeps you up into his impossibly strong arms.

You'd usually laugh at the sudden weightlessness, but his touch summons a lump in your throat, the thrumming feeling of missing him alive and in your hands. You work them around his shoulders.

"You had a bad day?" he asks. You don't know how he knows, but he does.

"I just needed to see you," you say, embarrassed by the strength of your feelings.

Peter walks you backwards and you do laugh, then, the rigidness of your emotion warmed into softness by his arms around you and his easy smile. Peter dunks you down onto your L-shaped couch so you're flat on your back with your legs propped up and isn't shy about laying on top of you, the firm muscle of his thigh slotting between your softer ones, his hands moving to frame your face.

He holds your cheeks for a second, decides he actually can't deal with the weight of his bag still on his shoulders or the jacket that haphazardly hides his suit and shrugs both off, and then holds your face again.

"You're warm," he says.

"You're cold," you say, turning your cheek into his hand, your head smushed up against the couch cushions.

You close your eyes as he gets comfortable, content to spend long, slow minutes in the sanctuary of his arms, knowing he'll let you stay here however long you need to. You think you could commit to the couch for the remainder of your life and Peter would spend the rest of his days bringing you trinkets and offering to give you sponge baths. It's a preposterous thought based on an absolute truth; Peter would do anything for you. You'd do anything for him.

You curl your arms around the broad, muscled stretch of his back, fingertips tripping over the wrinkles in his shirt, nose sniffing indulgently at his hair.

"I needed to see you, too," he says into your neck. He speaks quietly, but not for the sake of any concerns. There's no need for privacy, and no shame in the admission. "Day's perfect now."

It's such a him thing to say.

After another handful of quiet minutes, Peter works it around so he's the one being weighed down, squeezing between you and the couch armrest and easing you effortlessly onto his chest. You throw a leg over his thigh, curl an arm around his waist. He's not as cold anymore, but you rub his arm in a steadying back and forth until you've made your way to his fingers. They're still pretty cold —you pull his hand to your mouth and blow warm air at his fingertips until they're pink rather than blue.

Peter noses your hairline affectionately. "You're quiet today. More than usual," he says. "Should I be concerned?"

"No," you murmur, rubbing his knuckles against your forehead for no good reason. It feels nice. After less than half a second, he does it of his own accord.

Peter pushes your head back gently and starts to kiss you. Your forehead from end to end, the bridge of your nose, the tip. You shiver happily at the feeling and tilt your chin up for a proper kiss, though that happiness quickly melds to embarrassment when he laughs against your lips. I know what you want, his laugh says.

And even though he's right, even though it's obvious, it's raw to be caught wanting. He knows how much you want him in any and all capacity, and that's scary.

You'd pull away if you thought Peter didn't know how you felt; you trust him completely. He can kiss you sick, for all you care.

Peter doesn't kiss you for long, resting his forehead against your jaw, hand at the back of your neck to hold you where he wants you.

"Put your head back," he murmurs, faux-thoughtful, "I wanna give you a better kiss."

"You want to give me a bruise," you murmur back.

He dips in to kiss your neck softly. "Not true," he says, his bottom lip tickling you as he exhales.

You lean back and raise your shoulder to push him away. You trust him, you love him, but if he gives you a hickey tonight you won't be able to look at him without a hot flush. You're too tired for anything amorous.

Peter doesn't hold it against you. If anything, he does the opposite, rubbing your aching shoulders with a big, flat palm, like he's saying sorry. It's unnecessary.

"I love you," you say.

"I know," he says, giving you a short pat between shoulder blades. "Not as much as I love you, though, don't get it twisted."

"I'm not getting anything twisted."

"No?" Peter pulls you up his chest and turns his head so you can look at each other comfortably, no craned necks up or down. "Feels like you are. You think you love me more, which is scientifically improbable."

"I didn't say that."

"It felt like you said that."

"I didn't say that." You glare at one another. The glares don't last long.

You dive in for another hug, Peter tightening his grip around your waist, forearms up your back and locking you in. "This is nice," you say.

"For you. My arm is dead."

You giggle and shift further on top of him to alleviate the pressure on his arm. He groans like you're his very worst ailment, but when he kisses your head it's so tender you'd bet money that it left a mark, a physical actualisation of his affection.

"Better?" he asks.

You know what he's asking without further explanation. Do you feel better now?

You nod against his neck, thinking you might just fall asleep in his arms.

#peter parker #tasm!peter parker #tasm!peter parker fluff #tasm!peter parker fanfiction #tasm!peter parker x you #tasm!peter parker x reader #tasm!peter fanfiction #tasm!peter x you #tasm fic #tasm!peter x reader #the amazing spider man 2 #the amazing spider man #tasm peter parker #tasm #tasm peter parker x reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #tasm!peter parker imagine

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mythicmin · 1 year

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Overwatch NSFW Alphabet(s)

MDNI!! If you are under the age of 18, please DNI. Character requests are OPEN. Just slide into my ask box and specify which character you’d like to see :)

𝑱𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒄𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆 / 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒚

A = Aftercare ;

McCree is a firm believer in aftercare. Chances are you aren’t getting up to do ANYTHING for at least an hour. (unless he has somewhere he needs to rush to.) Need to pee? He’s gonna carry you. Thirsty? Hungry? Give him a second, he’ll be right back with your favorite drink/snack.

B = Body part ;

You can’t look me dead in my eyes and tell me he isn’t an ass man. He’s practically obsessed with it. Doesn’t matter where you’re at or who you’re with, chances are he’s got his hand on your ass or in your back pocket.

C = Cum ;

Bro is definitely a slut for facials if he can’t cum inside of you. There’s just something possessive about it, like he’s marking you as his.

D = Dirty secret ;

Secretly wants to get topped, cmon he’s a cocky little shit. Put him in his place and make him beg for you. ❤︎︎

E = Experience ;

I am a firm believer in thinking he’s got some kind of old fashioned way of thinking. He knows what he likes, but doesn’t have much experience with it. I know we all love fuckboy McCree, but him being a virgin makes me giggle.

F = Favorite position ;

Doggie. Need I say more?

G = Goofy ;

Bro is a whole clown in bed and you can’t change my mind. He knows how to act serious when need be, but he always wants to see you smile. Even if he’s balls deep in you.

H = Hair ;

I think he manscapes a bit, he’s never bare though. There’s always some sort of hair framing his cock, clean shaven just isn’t his style.

I = Intimacy ;

Lil western baby treats you like the princess/prince you are. Sure he loves fucking your brains out, but making love to you is another favorite past time.

J = Jack off / Masterbate ;

I don’t really know to be honest, I feel like he’d think he’s too busy to get himself off. But maybe it’s just hidden cockiness that only you can get him off.

K = Kink ;

Anal. I know this man eats ass as well. I just know it. Bro also definitely has a daddy kink. (or maybe that’s bc i’m projecting bc he’s so fine.)

L = Location ;

Anywhere.

M = Motivation ;

He really gets going when you slowly touch his arms/chest while making eye contact.

N = No ;

Sadly, threesomes. I think he’s just too possessive.

O = Oral ;

He loves both giving and receiving, but he enjoys making you fall apart with his mouth. Playing with that cigar should’ve warned you he was gonna be a beast with his tongue.

P = Pace ;

Whichever you want. He can deliver both fast or slow.

Q = Quickie ;

Loves them. Especially if y’all are out and about doing something.

R = Risk ;

He literally doesn’t care if y’all get caught with him balls deep in you.

S = Stamina ;

I feel like he cums fairly fast, but can go for a few rounds.

T = Toys ;

He’s iffy on them. He wants to be the one to make you feel good, but watching you thrash against the vibrator he’s holding gets him feeling some typa way.

U = Unfair ;

He’s so mean sometimes, bro is a WHOLE ASS tease and he knows it.

V = Volume ;

I don’t feel like he’s overly loud in the moaning or groaning criteria, but he’s definitely a smooth talker blowing your back in.

W = Wild card ;

Pull his hair while he’s giving you head and bro is putty in your hands.

X = X-ray ;

6” soft , a lil over 7” hard. (circumcised)

Y = Yearning ;

I SWEAR THIS MAN CAN TURN HIS SEX DRIVE OFF AND ON DEPENDING ON HOW MUCH OF A COCKY BASTARD HE WANTS TO BE.

Z = Zzz ;

Always waits until you’re asleep first.

god i love this man.

hope you enjoyed!! lmk who y’all wanna see next ! ❤︎︎

#overwatch x reader #overwatch #overwatch smut #mccree #cole cassidy #jesse mccree #cole cassidy x reader #jesse mccree x reader #mccree x reader #cassidy x reader

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hugs2doie · 11 months

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hii i just thought of like a cute plot point so when you can id like to req either ot7 texts or reactions (whichever one u think would be better) please 🤓 basically both fem reader and the dreamies r idols n their relo is public. reader OR they go on youngji’s alcohol show and basically theres a part where they talk about their s/o!! ig the text or reaction would be the other’s reaction to it and what was said. i hope rhat made sense😭 i love ur page tysm if u chose to do this

UR MIND HELLO??? RHIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA?? also sorey what the reader said wasnt rlly mentioned like word for word in some parts cahse ktherwise it wouldve been so long and unfortubalely tumblr soesnt alloe much pics 😞 also THANK U SO MUXH I LOVEEE UUU

talking about them in youngji’s drinking show !

pairings: bf!nctdream x gn!reader

genre: fluff, comedy, idol!nctdream x idol!reader

warnings: none i think?

reqs r open !

#nct #nct fluff #nct headcanons #nct imagines #nct dream #nct dream fluff #nct dream headcanons #nct dream imagines #nct dream reactions #nct dream x reader #nct x reader #nct reactions #nct fanfic #nct dream nct fake texts #nct dream fake chats #nct dream fake texts #nct dream scenarios

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fayesia · 5 months

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Hiiiii, how are you today? I hope you're well and safe. I had an idea for mike I hope you don't mind. Imagine him being jealous of his own baby being breastfeed. Love your stories ❤

a/n: hello!! i’m doing very good, i hope the same things for u too:D i’m very happy to hear u enjoy my writing. Also i never expected my blog to contain things mostly abt mike schmidt but here we r, remember to send me any request (i’m trying to improve my smut writing so those types would be helpful but fluff is also fine!) and i will try get to them asap. hoping to be a lot better at this stuff once my holidays start in a week. ty for all the love so far, appreciating every single one of u beautiful individuals interacting w my account <3

fyi: this blurb will contain insinuations of sub!mikeschmidt, lactation kink, breeding kink (quick mention) baby will be referred to as “she” but rly whichever gender u prefer!!

You had finally finished putting your sweet baby to rest, as much as you loved the little bundle of joy, it was difficult for you both mentally and physically to keep up with the needs of her. finally having some peace and quiet you rested on the couch laying your head against Mikes shoulder while he gently rubbed your back knowing the aches you felt there. soft moans left your mouth as the feeling of relief swarmed through you, Mikes lips gliding across the skin of your neck, whispers of how beautiful and amazing of a mother you are reached your ears while you drifted into a peaceful rest.

This rest however, didn’t last long as you were soon awoken by your baby’s cries, Mike was fast asleep so you quietly padded your way to her rooms rocking her as you returned to the couch and began to breastfeed her. Mike woke up soon after silently watching you, later taking the baby to put back to sleep while you cleaned up.

“she didn’t drink enough, i don’t think she cried from hunger, god i’m so sore”

“it’s ok come here honey relax for me” Mike took your hands leading you back to the couch where he cuddled with you. He kissed your cheeks, lips and neck, hands moved to pull off your shirt. his kisses drew nearer to your sore breast where he latched onto a nipple.

He started sucking, moaning as your sweet milk filled his mouth, the liquid was like ambrosia to him, it got him more drunk than any alcohol. His ferocious sucking at your nipple was soothed by his tongue that lapped at any mess left over.

“god, don’t ever want you to stop producing milk, might just fuck a baby into you and get you pregnant all over again. Bet you’d want that huh?”

he exclaimed profanity’s while his hips thrusted against the side of your thigh where you felt a very hard erection forming.

“hmmm” you could barely respond, his actions against your leaking tits had you completely silenced, the only noise coming from you were quiet moans and pants as the area between your thighs became increasingly wetter. Mikes talk about impregnating you did nothing to cease the sensations, simply making your underwear even more soaked.

#josh hutcherson #mike schmidt #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf smut #mike schmidt imagine #mike schmidt x reader

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svgvru · 6 months

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Hear me out bae.. family reunion.. including yuuji, kenjaku, kechizu, and eso r all there and are having a grand time while Choso is holding back the most sluttiest moans while drool is literally pooling between his legs. The reader is sitting beside him with his hand on choso’s leg, pretending everything is nice and dandy and having a great time talking w the brothers, answering their questions as if he’s some angel. Finally, Choso tugs at the readers dress-shirt and looks at him w the most cutest tears in his eyes, his eyes all red and puffy. The reader excuses himself and Choso and brings him to the bathroom, they then proceed to fuck in every corner of the bathroom (ex: on the toilet, sink, on the edge of the shower, in the shower, and on several places on the floor, even fucking on top of the shower carpet) they both walk out and everyone is looking at them with the most shocked expressions on their faces w a hint of blush on their cheeks

. . . shawty gon fuck shawty gon swallow me shawty gon get on top of me!

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 . . . you were aware of choso's family. his circumstances weren't exactly normal. then again, in the jujutsu society, whos circumstances are really normal? your used to these type of things, well—you thought you were. but! there isn't much you can do when your boyfriend is half-human, half-curse. at least he was a good brother.

choso had—albiet terribly—expressed his concerns for dinner. after hearing about his "dad," and brothers situation, you could concur the dinner might be a little . . . dramatic? it was a family reunion! things like this make choso stressed, so like the good boyfriend you are . . . you helped him keep his mind off of the drama—with a distraction.

choso was right, its barely started and the dinner is already awkward. a man you swear you've seen before, one with a long horizontal stitch on his forehead, was trying to chat it up with people much younger than him—or so you thought. he was somehow the mother and father to choso and his brothers. eso, one of choso's brothers, the one with leather and a shitty haircut, looked a bit bored. he looked like a slut, in your opinion, then again—would that be an insult to him. and kechizu, the more curse-looking one . . . lets not talk about that. the last person there was a teenager, yuuji itadori. you actually liked this one. he was a sweetheart, although sukuna knocked some of the sweetness down. choso and him were the ones to be glaring at geto—kenjaku—mr. kamo? whichever name. regardless, you answered their questions, acting as if you were angel.

"are you a sorcerer?" technically, yes. "why haven't i seen you before, then?" i tended to stay overseas for a period of time. "why do you like my son." he's adorable, why not? "you better treat my big brother right!" i swear on my life, i wouldn't dream of hurting him.

you'd answer their questions with a smile, soothing rubbing choso's thigh. simply for fun you'd ask him a question for your own amusement, knowing what he's feeling.

you'd think choso would be focused and in the conversation, he wasn't, that much was evident in his expressions. "big brother, are you alright?" eso asked, looking confused at choso. "yea, your really red!" yuuji chimes in. it was quite adorable and funny how much choso was struggling. before they arrived at the house you had strapped a pretty pink vibrator to his cock. you were sure his tip was red and throbbing, leaking precum onto the toy and his boxers. it didn't help he also had a butt plug in, preventing your cum to slip from him. choso clears his throat with a nod. "y-yes . . . " he mumbles, putting food into his mouth to prevent him from moaning.

kenjaku looks between the two of you with a knowing look, a slight grin on his face. you chuckle and continue rubbing his thigh gently. the thing about choso, is that he has a sensitive tip. that thing in his legs is most definitely a pussy destroyer (anything destroyer really), it was was uselessly big and sensitive. good thing he didn't have to use it! he had you. despite you being so cruel.

throughout the dinner, you'd occasionally put your hand in your pocket to adjust the vibrator strapped to his sensitive tip. he'd jolt and dismiss his brothers questions until he couldn't handle it anymore.

choso gently tugs on your dress shirt beneath the table, looking at you with pleading eyes, knowing he'd be punished if he came without permission. he looks as if he's about to cry—you smile, looking at his adorable expression. you nod towards the bathroom, silently telling him to get up—a look in your eye that says "'ill be there in a second." choso nods, choking out an 'excuse me' as he gets up with shaky legs. after about a minute, smile and excuse yourself "excuse me," you push your chair back and stand up, walking to the bathroom. as you do, everyone gives you questionable looks, but you ignore them.

you walk into the bathroom to find choso sitting on the toilet like a good boy, tightly gripping his pants. "such a good boy," you whisper, pressing a kiss to his red cheek. "p-please," the poor boy pleads.

a chuckle leaves your lips. "i know, i know . . . i'm helping, i am." you help him get out of his pants, a sympathetic pout on your face as his cock. your sure its super sensitive to the touch at this point. theres a mess made of precum, his cock is throbbing, and his tip is an angry red. you mercifully take of the vibrator. "i'm surprised you lasted this long. it wasn't a punishment, honey," you coo, gently grasping his cock. "you know you could've asked for some help a while ago right?"

choso grips onto the edge of the sink counter as you carefully grab his raw cock, a whine leaving his lips as you pump it slowly. "y-yes," he mumbles. you look at him with an unimpressed expression. "did you really?" choso looks away from your eyes. "no . . . "

you frown. "aw, im sorry, honey. i should've communicated better." you lean up and press a kiss to his cheek before kissing his leaking tip. "do you need to be fucked, or do you just wanna cum?" choso whimpers, "fucked! please . . . " his desperation was always so cute. so you ablige, switching spots with him. when you remove the butt plug you can't help but drool. your cum starts to spill from him. perhaps it was your possessive side, but you loved it. his leaky cock bounces, sticky tip slapping his stomach as you make him bounce on your cock.

his uselessly big tits bounce as he does, his nipples calling to you as he bounces. another thing about choso, he also has a sensitive chest. one of your hands cups his chest, thumb and index finger lightly pinching his nipple. choso whimpers, leaning towards your touch as you rub and tug.

your cock so thick, it touches where it needs to, stimulating his prostate. he begins to pant, desperately fucking himself on your cock. "a-ah! ngh—ah . . . fuck," he moans, eyes rolled back because of how good he feels. "ah, ah. quieter, honey. you don't want your brothers to hear you, do you?" you face pout, looking up at him. he vigorously shakes his head 'no,' his lips pursed. his arms warp around your neck, pushing your head towards his chest. you smile, kissing his bare skin before you kitten lick nipples. your free hand going to the other one, playing with it as your mouth envelops his bud in warmth.

his ass slaps roughly against your thighs as his movements, his back in a pleaured arch as he rides you. "f-fuck," he curses. and there's that sign. when choso's close, he purposefully tilts his head to the side or back, silently asking for kisses. once he gets those, his legs spread and he sucks in a breath, eyes rolling back as he cums. of course, this time he's slapping a hand over his mouth, but only after he's fully come down from his high does he suck in a breath and start breathing again.

"good j—" you begin to speak before he interrupts you. "more . . . " he begs in a whisper. he swallows and leans close to you, tears streaming down his face. "more! please . . . "

you grin at his expression and lift him off of your cock, your cum leaking from his ass. you smile and stand up, carrying to the shower. you were lucky to have a shower seat, allowing him to actually rest his back on something while you fuck him. setting him down, you smile at the mess he's making. "so cute . . . " you mumble and line your tip with him, pushing in him eagerly. you push his legs up by his thighs, almost folding him over as you fuck him. "ah—fuck, honey. don't squeeze me so hard, i'm gonna loose it—" you curse through gritted teeth.

"'m sorry," he pants, taking your cock like champ with his thighs to his chest. "c-can't help it. fuck!" he wraps his arms around you again, rocking with the force of your rough thrusts. it's becoming harder for him to keep his moans quiet.

choso's sobbing while taking your cock. fat tears roll down his cheeks as his nails dig into your back. "so good. so good—ngh! ah . . . a-AH!" choso whines and he starts to do it again. his chest stutters and leans his head back, sucking in a deep breath. a whine leaves his throat—one several octaves louder than his speaking voice. his mouth parts as he feels your lips against his skin.

he cums with a cry, stifled by him biting his bottom lip. although, it doesn't make much of a difference.

his brothers are curses. everyone in that room is at least half-curses. all of them, which have exceptional hearing—they can hear him. it doesn't help that the walls aren't particularly thick. choso's loud moans can be heard, the four in the dining room looking awkwardly at the wall as they hear you fuck choso dumb in the bathroom. on the toilet, on the sink, in the shower, on the floor, they can hear you going at it—choso's restraint loosening every time your cock jabs his prostate. 'more' . . . 'more' . . . 'more.' the poor man wasn't at all satisfied. he wanted to filled, pleaured by your cock. maybe even give his brothers a neice or nephew in this thirsty little fantasy of his.

"yesyesyesyesyes," a string of words left choso's lip as your fucking him on the floor. his head his resting on the fluffy shower mat at the edge of the bath. thank god the two of you cleaned the house before his family came.

"mng—AH! fuck—ngh!" his moans were music to your ears as he cums with you for the maybe sixth time in this "bathroom break." his chest is a mess of cum, your shirt a bit dirty from when he rode you. your voice his shaky and husky, as you press sloppy kisses along his neck. "satisfied?" choso nods, not trusting his voice to respond to you. you chuckle at his love-filled eyes, you could swear there were hearts in them. you life him up. "let's clean you up, yeah?"

you help him clean himself, putting on his robes and fixing his hair. he looks ashamed at the mess he's made of both you and himself, but he can't be super upset with the outcume. considering your cum is stuffed inside of him via the butt plug that you reinserted. "ready to have an awkward dinner?" you rub his arms gently and kiss his nose, putting the pink vibrator in a drawer. "uh, sure . . . "

you chuckle at his lack of words and open the bathroom door. the two of you walk out, choso hunched over a bit in shame. he knows they heard him. he was supposed to be the perfect older brother, but—he so happened to be a loud moaner. you've told him to be vocal in the past, now he has . . . at the cost of embarrassment.

behind him is you, walking wth confidence and amusement with your hands in your pockets. you had fun, this is your house, there's no need to be ashamed. plus, the embarrassed blush on choso's pale cheeks was worth it.

the two of you reach the table. you pull out the chair for choso and wait until he sits down to push it back in. the table is quiet as you yourself sit down in your chair with a slight smile. everyone has a pink tint on their cheeks, looking away from choso in awkwardness. it was silent until kenjaku started laughing, perhaps getting flashbacks of his younger years? everyone looks at him skeptically, wondering what he could possible say.

"choso's a bottom, huh? didn't think the quiet one would be so loud."

thank you, pookie! always coming up with these delicious ass prompts. ꒰ im doing this instead of kinktober ꒱. im in my choso fucker era so send some rqs

#𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 ꒰ JJK ꒱#DOM MALE READER #choso x reader #choso x male reader #choso smut #choso kamo x reader #choso kamo x male reader #choso kamo smut #jjk x reader #jjk x male reader #jjk smut #top male reader #dom reader #choso jjk #jjk choso #anime x reader #anime smut #requests open

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wandasaura · 1 month

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hihi auraaaa!! how was your day? how are you? hope you’re feeling a bit better!

sooo i had some thoughts about the prof au.. so in yail we’ve seen r as more submissive but in iaml would r be the same as that? or maybe we see a whole different aura/side (lol) with r

maybe it’d be possible to see some student try to flirt with r before/after a lecture and it’s right in front of wanda/nat or even both like maybe the other had no class to teach so they’re just hanging out in the others class.. anyways whoever it is i feel wouldnt get jealous right away as r is a very trustable person but she’s also extremely friendly so she was just being kind back to whichever classmate it is until wanda/nat overhears r being asked out to grab lunch or hangout sometime (something like that), then that’s when shit goes down… just some sort of cliches but also…

what about r partying or just going out in general with a group of friends and ofc it would contain consuming alcohol or maybe even getting high. how would her professors react and feel?

or maybe spontaneously making bad decisions thru influence of friends/peer pressure or just being under the influence honestly and getting some little tattoo or piercing (once happened to my friend and she ended up actually getting a lip tat)

- 🦕

if you thought yail!r was submissive, iaml!r brings out a whole new meaning to that word. she bends for anything wanda asks, and there's not a bratty bone in her body. she's a certified innocent angel who genuinely just believes anyone that's flirting with her is being nice and wants to be friends, and wanda cant even be annoyed with the amount of students that are lining up at r's feet because she's entirely too sweet for her own good, and she doesn't even realize that she's the biggest tease. she comes to class in little mini skirts and flowy dresses without a bra on, her nipples visible as fuck and not a single care in the world. she's soft and cuddly and just the epitome of a good girl that wanda wants to ruin

#iaml: asks #a: 🦕#a: anon #answered.#𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 ꔫ #minors dni ৎ୭

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gunnerfc · 2 months

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Daniëlle van de Donk NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)

A: Aftercare

She’s so caring after sex, she always has a bottle of water ready to go and won’t let you fall asleep until you’ve cleaned up

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Daan’s favorite body part is her hands because she has very skilled fingers and she can make cum quickly with them

Her favorite body part of yours is your thighs, she loves having them wrapped around her as she goes down on you

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

She’ll make you cum multiple times in a row before letting up and then she’ll either kiss you hard or have you clean her fingers

D: Dirty Secret

She thinks the idea of someone watching the two of you is exciting

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?)

She’s experienced and it showed from the very first time you slept together

F: Favorite Position

Loves being between your legs so whichever position allows her to do that is her favorite

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

Her teasing can make her seem a bit goofy but Daan is mostly solely focused on you in the moment

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

She knows how to read you so well and knows exactly what you need from her and how you need her to fuck you

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC)

Doesn’t really care for it, if she needs to get off she will but she prefers when you are the one making her cum

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Exhibitionism!

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Doesn’t have a favorite place, as long as she can make you cum and you both are comfortable, she’ll take the opportunity

M: Motivation (What turns them on?)

Anytime you kiss her, sometimes she has to remember where you are and that she can’t make out with you right there because anytime you kiss her, it drives her crazy

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

Daan might not care about someone walking in on the two of you, but she hates the idea of sharing you with someone

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

She doesn’t have a preference but is usually the one giving first because she wants you to have a good time before you reciprocate

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?)

It changes, but for the most part, it’s slow and sensual

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies)

Daan doesn’t mind them when you’re at a club with the team or on a long flight but normally prefers being able to have time to do more things

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting)

The most risk she is willing to take is semi-public sex in a club or airplane bathroom

S: Stamina (How many rounds)

You two can go for pretty long rounds

T: Toys

Two different straps are used here and there but Daan prefers using her fingers or mouth

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

Both of you tease each other 24/7 but Daan definitely does it more in the bedroom

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make)

She can be a bit loud but nothing that could be considered “too loud”

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

The first time the two of you had sex in a club bathroom during a teammate night out was one of the best experiences because the thought of someone accidentally seeing the two of you was a big turn-on

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s pretty normal, you have more sex during breaks though when you have more time and don’t have to be up super early in the morning for games or training

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

You both fall asleep soon after you’ve cleaned up but Daan is up for a bit on other nights

#woso x reader #nedwnt x reader #danielle van de donk #danielle van de donk x reader #lyon women x reader

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nostalgebraist · 3 months

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Can I ask a question about AI?

I'm given to understand that sometimes neural networks (particularly image-recognizing ones) will be found to have a particular neuron that corresponds to a particular concept, like 'dog'. I don't understand why this would happen. My understanding is this:

Each layer of the neural network can be thought of as a nonlinear function R^m to R^n. If we imagine a 2-layer network, we can call layer 1 'f' and layer 2 'g', and the machine learning is trying to approximate some function h as g∘f. But if we imagine another version of the network, with f' which does the same thing as f, except then rotates it some amount (f' = rf), and g' undoes the rotation (g' = gr^-1), then g'∘f' = g∘f, so both are equally good approximations of h. So there's no reason for the machine learning to prefer one over the other.

If the original network had a dog neuron, 'dogness' was an axis in the codomain of f, in the direction of one of the basis vectors. But after a rotation, this won't be aligned with a basis vector anymore, so in the new network, g'∘f', if you want to read off the 'dogness', you have to take a linear combination of all the intermediate neurons. These f' and g' are no more complicated to approximate, so there should be no reason to prefer f and g to f' and g'. So why would we ever happen to find that 'dogness' is aligned with one of the basis vectors rather than at an awkward direction? Or more likely still, it's some messy nonlinear function on the codomain of g, because none of this argument depends on r being linear.

Or is there some reason the learning process would sometimes prefer the 'dogness' axis to be aligned with a basis vector?

Sorry if this is unclear.

Ah, the part you're missing is that NN layers aren't fully generic "nonlinear functions."

They are particular, restricted kinds of nonlinear functions. Most commonly, each layer looks the composition of

first, a linear map from R^m to R^n

then, a "pointwise nonlinearity" from R^n to R^n

By a "pointwise nonlinearity," we mean some function S() from R^n to R^n, such that applying the function to a vector v is equivalent to

writing out the components of v in a particular basis for R^n

replacing each component a with s(a), where s() is some function from R->R

And usually when we say "neuron" in this context, we mean "one of the components of S(v), as written in the basis over which the s() functions get applied."

Of course, since S(v) is a vector, we can look at it in whichever basis we feel like. But if we rotate our axes so they no longer line up with the axes along which s() was applied, then we're no longer talking about what people call "neurons." (It's the same vector, but it's no longer written in the "neuron basis.")

In short, it's not generally the case that if a layer can learn a particular function (f), it can also learn that function followed by a rotation (f'). The last step in a layer is this pointwise-nonlinear thing whose definition fixes a particular "preferred output basis," and the layer's outputs will always look special in that one particular basis, no matter how the layer's weights are set.

(The action of an NN layer bears some resemblance to the SVD or eigendecomposition view of a matrix multiplication, but with the final part of the decomposition set to the identity matrix: we change to a new basis, do something aligned with the axes, and then just stay in the new basis.)

#ai tag

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hey!! can i request for aaron hotchner? so one day, aaron saw this trend on tiktok where people make their partner choose between two papers and whatever paper they choose decides which they're gonna do or eat, and aaron wanted to do that with girlfriend!bau!reader because he loves spoiling you 🤭💞💘

so one day, he was standing in front of you with a handsome grin (just thinking about him grinning makes me so 🤭💞💕💘💝) and then he holds up two papers with his one hand while the other is holding his phone, recording your reaction, and he's like "honey, choose," and you started laughing when you realized what he's doing and you thought he's gonna prank you or something (maybe a continuation from the bereal request by the other anon, — which is a really good fic by the way 🤭💗— so the reader's thinking maybe this is his payback from the time when you did a trend and wiped his kiss 🤔) but you went with it and chose

but he really does just wants to spoil you!! so by the end of the day, it was super fluffy and you were spoiled by aaron, and both of you are happy. aaron loves nothing more than spoiling you, seeing you smiling and happy, especially because of him 🥺🥺💗💗

ohhhh you totally think he's just messing with you!!!!!! especially 'cause penelope definitely saw the tiktok you made with aaron about wiping away his kiss and she is so evil that she teased him about it!! right in the middle of the bullpen she teased him about how worried he was and hotch's grumpy face got all red and >:||||

so when he approches you with the camera and a big ol grin on his face ( i agree, his grin makes me 💞💞💞💞💞 ) you kinda giggle like aah revenge, hm? but the first little slip of paper you choose says 'donuts' and you're like.. omg donuts for breakfast. i must have picked the good one.. what's the other one?? and you snatch that one too to look at it and it says ice cream!! you just look up at him with these sweet shiny eyes that have his heart thumping a million miles per hour in his chest and you're like omg 💞💞💞🥹🥹🥹 really?? really aaron?? really?!?!?!!? 🥹🥹🥹💞💞💞

n he's like !! yes really !! mhm !! let's go get dooonuttsssss ☺️☺️☺️ !!! so he takes you in and you get two donuts, but you definitely split it with him, 'cause he just got a cup of black coffee because he is the most boring grumpy man on earth - you're feeding him little bites of the donut and he's getting all flustered and blushy and grinny aaaah

next is a shopping spree!! probably lets you choose between shopping malls on your next slips of paper, and then you're free to run rampant around whichever one you choose. there is no spending limit, but he won't let you just take his card, 'cause he wants to do the spoiling himself >:)) he heads to the cashier with a big hefty basket full of clothes or shoes or craft supplies or beauty products or candles or books or cookware or athletic gear or whatever you manage to stock up on at the various stores and lets you snuggle into his shoulder as he swipes his card ( daddy's got money >:))) ) and ofc he's your bagboy!! you can run around the mall grabbing more stuff from stores, he'll trail behind you and carry all of your bags :]

next is lunch, and you've got the option between your two favorite fast food places :')) it's only fast food though bc he wants to double task, he lets you choose between visiting an animal shelter and visiting a museum and he wants to drive while you eat. you end up picking the animal shelter, which is a relief because he knows you would have been disappointed to miss that even if you did enjoy the museum. he doesn't actually let you see what you picked this time, but he'll let you see the 'museum' one so that you can get just a liiiittle sad that you're not going there and then BAM. pulls up to the animal shelter and it all goes away.

you recognize the building, but there's a few little boutiques in the same parking lot so you turn to him like 🥺 aaron where r we going 🥺 trying not to get your hopes up bc you don't wanna pitch a fit if you think you're getting a pet and then you end up going clothes shopping again!! but he grins and leans over the center console to kiss you and he says 'we're going to the shelter, honey. penelope's on petsitting duty.' and !!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💞💞💞💞

you're sooo excited, you race inside and whether you choose to head to the dog section, the cat section, the bird section, the bunny section, or whatever else they've got, you are just sososososo happy to be there making new friends :'))) aaron watches as you win over a really shy, really scared puppy, or get the hissiest, scratchiest little cat to trust you, or manage to get a bunny to fall asleep right in your lap and the entire time he's just got this crazy fond adoring smile on his face :'))) he takes a million and one pictures, and tbh he's not trying but i bet he's got little critters crawling all over him too.. like he's trying to take a picture of you loving on a sweet pitbull you're petting and there's a little chihuahua worming her way under his arm and sniffing all excitedly in his ear 🥹🥹🥹 he laughs and kinda squirms away from her wet little nose but he def spends the rest of the time petting her and he might even bend his original plan a little if you want to take her home as well :')) aaron is def the man to pretend he does NOT want a dog and then two days later is moving his spot on the couch every hour as the sun moves through your living room so that she can always be sunbathing in his lap 💞💞

anyways i got on a tangent about hotch + puppies BUT !! afterwards ofc you need supplies for whatever pet(s) you've chosen, so you head over to the pet store and you get to spoil your new babies just like aaron has spoiled you all day :')) it takes a while, you need to be sure you're getting the right stuff/enough stuff to keep them well taken care of, and maybe you get a little overboard with the toys.. whatever.. but then you head back home for a bit to get them situated, get everything dog/cat/pet proofed, and then it's time for dinner!! he's a little sad bc if you had gone to the museum he was going to take you out for a nice dinner afterwards but since you're home with new pet(s) now and you don't want to leave them quite yet, he decides to let you choose between takeout places, but he's only sad 'cause he doesn't get to spoil you with an elegant dinner!! he's more than happy to curl up on the couch with some takeout containers and your new pet(s), if you'd gone the dog route he's probably all stern while they beg for a bite of his dinner like >:| no >:| and ofc he's sooo scary and intimidating so the dog listens to him right away but you're less scary and intimidating and the puppy can have some noodles if they want !!!!!!!

if you'd gone the cat route, your new kitty probably does not beg for food, they just take it <3 aaron goes hey! and you look up from the tv to see a little clawed paw swiping away a piece of his chicken >:)) this is the beginning of their feud they bicker all the time.

the birds and the bunnies (and probably whatever other animal you'd decided on) are easier to wrangle for dinnertime, but the night ends with you all snuggled up with aaron and (probably) your new pet(s), you're watching a movie on the couch and do not think about aaron and your new little puppy or kitty yawning in unison 🥺🥺 UGH you are just so happy and full of love for your wonderful man who looooves spoiling you, you definitely give his face a billion smooches and he gets all grinny and red and smiley when you do !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

if he posts the video as a tiktok (with penelope's help) no one lets him live it down, they're all teasing him about how whipped he is for you but atp he doesn't care !!!!!!! he's more focused on watching you watch the video and reliving the memories :')))

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner scenario #aaron hotchner oneshot #aaron hotchner one-shot #aaron hotchner one shot #aaron hotchner headcanon #aaron hotchner headcanons #aaron hotchner hc #aaron hotchner hcs #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner dialogue #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction

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alluring-eclipse · 5 months

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Hiii! Could you write headcanons of the dr2 characters (you can choose whichever ones if you don't want to write all of them) with a reader (platonic) who is very realistic, and expresses it in funny/sarcastic remarks about the others and their island situation?

They will basically say things like, "Okay, so a magical bunny just freaking teleported us to God-knows-where, and now we're all living in 'Death in Paradise'... Gotcha... Perfectly normal..."

Or, will witness Nagito's behavior in the first trial and say something at that moment, literally right there in the trial room, like, "Alright, so we're stuck with a psychotic control freak who's most likely gonna kill us all 'cause of his beliefs... Yeah, I'm swimming back to Japan, peace! ✌️"

Or at some point will say, "Why are there so many crazy ppl in this class!? Damn, y'all got issues! Y'all need Jesus!" 😭

Of course love, here you go, tell me if I missed anyone please ☺

DR2 X SARCASTIC AND REALISTIC READER - PLATONIC

**Hajime Hinata:**

Your dry humor catches Hajime off guard, making him appreciate the unexpected wit. He often finds himself smirking at your comments, secretly enjoying the realism you bring to their surreal situation.

**Nagito Komaeda:**

During the first trial, you can't help but blurt out your unfiltered thoughts. "Ok, so we're stuck with a psychotic freak who's most likely gonna kill us all because of his beliefs... Yeah, I'm gonna swim back to Japan, peace!" Nagito, oddly unfazed, just smiles, "I'm sure Hope will guide you back."

**Chiaki Nanami:**

Chiaki finds your remarks refreshing, a nice break from the tension. She secretly appreciates your realistic perspective but doesn't express it openly. You become her go-to for a good laugh amidst the chaos.

**Gundham Tanaka:**

Your sarcasm amuses Gundham, and he starts including you in his grandiose speeches. "Ah, the realist amongst mortals! Even in the face of doom, your spirit remains unbroken." You roll your eyes, but it's hard not to smile.

**Mikan Tsumiki:**

Mikan is both fascinated and intimidated by your blunt remarks. She often stammers when you're around, unsure how to respond to your straightforward commentary. Despite this, she secretly admires your confidence.

**Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu:**

Fuyuhiko initially brushes off your remarks, but deep down, he appreciates your no-nonsense attitude. When things get tough, he finds himself seeking out your presence for a dose of reality.

**Akane Owari:**

Akane enjoys your humor and often challenges you to participate in her antics. She appreciates your straightforwardness, seeing it as a refreshing change in a sea of eccentric personalities.

**Sonia Nevermind:**

Sonia is intrigued by your realism, finding it a stark contrast to her royal upbringing. She subtly seeks your company, enjoying the down-to-earth perspective you bring to the group.

**Byakuya Togami:**

Your remarks manage to make even Byakuya crack a small smirk occasionally. While he won't openly admit it, he respects your practical outlook and occasionally seeks your opinion on matters.

**Ibuki Mioda:**

Ibuki adores your sarcastic humor, often incorporating it into her wild antics. The two of you make an unexpectedly entertaining duo, bringing a unique dynamic to the group.

**Teruteru Hanamura:**

Teruteru attempts to flirt with you, thinking your realism is just a façade. You shut him down with a dry comment, and he's left both impressed and slightly intimidated by your unyielding attitude.

**Mahiru Koizumi:**

Mahiru appreciates your realistic perspective, especially when it comes to organizing and planning. She often relies on your input, secretly finding comfort in your practical approach to the challenges they face.

**Nekomaru Nidai:**

-the Reader sarcastically comments on Nekomaru's intense training routines, "Oh great, the human bulldozer is here. Just what we need to survive on a deserted island – someone to clear a path to the buffet."

**Hiyoko Saionji:**

- When Hiyoko insults others,the reader fires back, "Wow, such cutting remarks. I hope you use those razor-sharp insults to build us a shelter or something equally useful."

**Kazuichi Soda:**

- Observing Kazuichi's obsession with Sonia, the reader quips, "Dude, if you put half as much effort into fixing things as you do chasing Sonia, we'd have a functional way off this island by now."

**Peko Pekoyama:**

- Seeing Peko's loyalty to Fuyuhiko, the reader deadpans, "Ah, the devoted swordswoman. Remind me to hire you for my next bodyguard gig... if we make it off this island alive, that is."

Hope you enjoyed dear, feel free to make more requests and I'll finish them as soon as I can😇

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wonijin · 7 months

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HOTSHOT (R U NEXT/READER)

survival shows are hard as it is. why must you make it more complicated for yourself and entangle intense feelings with vulnerable emotions. but it wasn't your fault, they fell prey to you one by one, all by themselves. maybe you weren't the fool in this mess after all.

TAGS: 3.3k words. series. chapter one. mostly fluff and angst with a little spiciness. reader is very gay and get girls left and right. "everybody falls for y/n" type of fic. reader is also a walking red flag.

WARNINGS: the setting is a survival show so its bound to have kinda depressing themes.

“when will we have female idols as special coaches. i’ll be so motivated if somebody like newjeans minji coaches me,” you voiced as you plop down at the staircase.

the trainees assume their places at the foot of the staircase forming three rows. it was only a matter of time until you get called one by one to come through the orange curtain and pick; vocal or dance.

you sit between jiwoo and jeemin. the latter intertwining your arms, as she lights the room up with her smile. both of them looking at you as you confess your wishful thoughts.

“why would you want someone pretty when you already have me,” jiwoo asks, sending her sharp gaze to you. she raise an eyebrow and you look away, swallowing your saliva.

these kinds of comments from her were nothing new. you should’ve been used to it by now but you find yourself loss for words each time. she’s always been the type to blurt out these kind of comments without thinking of the implication. maybe she does and she just fakes innocence to not deal with the consequences.

before you could rack your malfunctioning brain for a verbal reply, jeemin saved you the trouble and changed the topic. “what will you guys pick? i’m leaning towards dance.”

“you’ll do great in dance. for me, i’m gonna be safe and pick vocal,” jiwoo answered. “what about you?” she added, looping her arms around yours. the sudden proximity would’ve been fine any other time but her remark earlier kept you on your toes.

“me? i don’t really have much of a choice, you know,” you say, pointing to your grey badge with a huge silver “L”. low levels don’t get to choose, they only get the higher level trainees’ leftovers. cruel but you were confident in your abilities to stay afloat whichever category landed at your feet.

“you’re so dramatic. there’s only two options, im sure you’ll get to choose,” jiwoo reassures you after giggling at your antics.

“choose dance so we can be on the same team,” jeemin clutch your arms tighter and starts to shake it lightly as if it would persuade you.

“or i could end up competing against you. no, thank you,” you pull your away from her grasp only to reconnect your hands together.

jeemin pouts in return and your stomach clench looking at her. somewhere deep inside you had the urge to kiss it away. which you find weird because why would you want to kiss your friend. yes, she’s cute. but why would you want to do that. friends don’t do that.

before you get swallowed by your thoughts you hear jeemin’s name get called. it was time for her to choose. she gave your hand one last squeeze before bidding both you and jiwoo good lucks and good byes.

“choose vocals,” jiwoo whispers next to you after a few seconds.

jiwoo is always the type to be assertive but never aggressive. she’ll always be commanding but leave just enough room for you to pull away if you want to. but you don’t think you ever will. you like that side of her. and its son jiwoo, only fools dare to refuse her.

“i don’t know, maybe,” you whisper back playfully, keeping your head faced forward while you still feel jiwoo’s gaze on the side of your head.

jiwoo scooches closer and nudges her head onto your shoulder. to the untrained eye, it must’ve looked like jiwoo’s just clinging onto you. well, its technically right but something in you screams that its not just simple ‘clinginess’. “come on. wouldn’t you like to be teams with me? it’ll be fun.”

you would’ve answered. although, you didn’t know what but you would’ve blurted out. but before you could open your mouth, jiwoo’s name echoed throughout the lobby. saved by the bell, again.

“well, i’ll see you on the same team,” she flashes a smile before walking away.

waiting patiently for your turn, you chat idly with the other trainees to pass the time.

you pull the orange curtain back to reveal the girls in lines. jeemin’s eyes caught yours and give her a smile. the girl in front of her, jihyun, noticed the interaction and waved. you mimicked before walking toward the board containing different stickers. two for dance and vocal each. one of the two vocal badges was for a leader position.

you look behind you to see who’re the other leaders. almost immediately, your scanning gaze locked onto jiwoo’s, as if she was waiting for you to turn around just so she can meet your eyes.

the eye contact lasted for a split second before you turned around and grab the vocal position. the normal one, without the leader position.

jiwoo stands in front with yunah and jeongeun next to her. on her farthest left is yewon, another leader.

you stand in a line together with the other trainees who chose the same category as you, waiting for your name to get called by either of the two. beside you is wonhee and seoyeon. suddenly, anxiousness plagues your insides as you realize you’d be either in the same team as them or end up competing against them.

“so, jiwoo its your turn to pick next. who will it be?”

your eyes avoided jiwoo. you were afraid that desperation would be seen as plain as day on your face and holding eye contact with her would solidify that.

so you turn your attention to the person in front of you. which happened to be minju. her face morphs into confusion at your sudden focus in her. you only smile and minju furrows her eyes in turn. the action only made your smile wider, ‘how cute’.

“y/n.”

jiwoo’s voice broke both you and minju out of your trance. and it took you a second to understand that jiwoo wants you on her team. you look back at jiwoo to meet her unreadable face, her gaze going from minju to you.

“you looked worried there for a second,” yunah teases you as soon as you joined her and jeongeun, putting her arm around your shoulder comfortably.

“as if we’d pass up the chance to be with you,” she adds as she pinches your cheeks with her free hand.

“although, it looked to me you wanted to be with minju more” jeongeun added, joining in and putting her arms around you as well. while her other arm punches your stomach lightly.

“shut up,” you say, laughing at their teasing.

it has been a few days since practice started and your group has been going through some hiccups. well, its mostly yunah.

“yunah, you can tell me whats wrong. im here for you,” jiwoo’s words were nothing but soft and comforting. you were about to reach your friend when jiwoo’s eyes flicker to yours. ‘i’ll handle this.’

jeongeun and wonhee had already moved out to their own corner to continue practicing. you refused to leave yunah alone but jiwoo’s hard stare says all you need to know.

let the leader do her thing.

so, you distance yourself from the pair and roam your eyes around the practice room to look for something to do. you could use the time to practice, yes. but you’re sure that you would bury yourself six feet under the ground if you hear the song one more time.

the empty water dispenser gleamed at your search, the perfect opportunity to do something different. you walked towards it, detached the empty gallon and put it over your shoulder.

you left the practice room, heading to the cafeteria where they store the refills.

that is when hyewon saw your silhoutte from outside their practice room and called out your name. “y/n! what are you doing?”

“im getting refills,” you enter their practice room with ease, “bang!” blaring through the speakers yet nobody was really practicing. they were all doing their own thing, scattered across the vast room.

“great timing!” hyewon exclaims as she walks towards their own water dispenser. just like the one in your practice room, it was empty of any water.

“here! fill ours too,” she smiles at you brightly, her eyes twinkling in mischief. suddenly, her soft hands grips yours, the thin veil of sweat clinging on to you. she opens your palms and put the neck of the gallon there.

“what? no! you fill it up! its yours!” you exclaims as you take her hands and forcefully shove the gallon back in her grasps.

“come on. do me a little favor, won’t y-”

a cough intervenes hyewon’s pleading and forceful words. you turn around to see youngseo, who’s already boring her fiery eyes through your soul. then, her eyes travels to you and hyewon’s intertwined hands.

just like opposite magnets, both of you retreated your hands quickly causing the gallon to fall into the floor with a thud. you and hyewon both wince at the sound but youngseo however did not flinch.

instead, her gaze remained hot towards you. “i’ll be coming with you,” she says softly with her underlying firmness. her voice was always like that, sweet and subtly strong.

how you missed it. when was the last time she addressed you directly again?

“you don’t have to, i’ll be fine alone,” you convince her. it has been a long time since you both spoke to each other. truthfully, you weren’t ready to face her yet. its been too long and you have forgotten what being around her is like.

“no. i want to,” her firmness surfaced through her small voice. you decide that its really not up for debate. when youngseo has made up her mind, it’ll be hard to break her resolve. what youngseo wants, youngseo gets.

maybe remembering the feelibg of her company isn’t bad at all.

you watch as she picks up the gallon from the floor and head towards the door, you follow her until you were both walking in the hallway, side by side.

youngseo didn’t talk. as much as you wanted for her to say something, you knew she wouldn’t open her mouth unless it was to reply to something you said. or so you thought.

“how’s practice coming along?” her question puts an end to your thoughts. if you weren’t surprised by her accompanying you before, you were now that she was actually speaking to you.

“we’re…” you paused, thinking of the right words. choosing the right words carefully, you didn’t want to come across as overconfident. “we’re moving along, i guess”

you see her nod lightly in you peripheral vision. your eyes find the floor. there was so much you both needed to talk about. yet you were talking about practice.

“im happy you chose the vocal team. the world needs to hear your voice more,” youngseo’s voice flew like water against the air, natural and unwavering.

you snapped your head towards her and she turn hers just in time to catch the surprise look in yours, like she knew you were going to look at her.

it was the first time you’ve actually held eye contact after a long time. you drink in the familiarity you’ve lost and among it are a thousand words you can’t decipher. something flicker in her face before she breaks the stare.

“yeah, i just feel like i’ve been branding myself too much to dance lately,” you say, knowing it would end the conversation. a test to see if youngseo will surprise you again and start a new one.

but she didn’t. and the whole walk continued in awkward silence. so many unsaid words hanging in the air, the burden getting heavier each step closer to her practice room.

‘look, how about we just forget everything and start over?’

'we both know it won't work'

the past looms over both of you like dark shadows and you both know it. yet, youngseo did make any move to open the skeleton in your shared closet.

'let's talk, youngseo. you can’t keep ignoring me forever’

‘im sorry, i just need more time’

she’s ignoring it so why shouldn’t you. if someone’s going to peel the scab, it wouldn’t be you. you already did your part. a long time ago.

'i need space.'

‘you already got your space, youngseo. what about me? it's been months. if you've found peace then let me find mine!'

before you knew it, the door to her practice room is in sight. a part of you felt relieved to finally be free from her presence, while another part was longing to be with her a little longer.

youngseo stands beside it, holding the doorknob with one hand. she smiles at you sweetly. then waves at you lightly, “i’ll see you soon! good luck on your practice!”

the thoughts come pouring in as the door shuts in front of you. she was gone like she had never been there. you would’ve wondered if the last few moments were real if it weren’t for her voice replaying vividly on your mind. just like a melody you can’t get enough of.

just like that, you find yourself getting stuck in her web. again.

the following days went by quickly. but youngseo never once left your mind. you know you shouldn’t think much of her actions, youngseo’s too unpredictable.

after everything, why now?

“are you even paying attention?” jeemin’s whines mixed with the song blasting through the speakers.

it was late into the night and you decided to stay back with the tall girl to help polish her moves. you thought her moves were perfect the first time she showed it to you. and by the nth time, your mind can’t help but drift.

jeemin couldn’t believe it when you agreed after all the stage is coming up soon, there’s no time to loiter around. but she didn't have to know that you can never refuse her.

“are you okay? we can go home if you’re tired.” jeemin’s offer sounded sweet, she’s as nice as ever. but you witness the fire burning in her eyes, begging for her passion to translate into her performance. you knew it will never be extinguished completely, she was born to be a performer. so you let it burn you a little more.

“im fine, don’t worry about me and carry on,” you gesture for her to continue. and she restarts the song all over again. this time, you poured her all of your attention.

it was a wonder how your mind sailed before when jeemin is tight in front of you. her performance was impeccable as ever, the hard work and talent prominent in every sway and stroke.

“you’re off to space again,” jeemin narrows her eyes down at you playfully. her raspy voice was a blessing and her smile was godsend. an angel looks down at you.

“i wasn’t this time! i swear! i was just mesmerized.” your hands flew up in defense as you stand up to join her in front of the mirror.

“stop lying!” she smacks your arm lightly, her laugh gracing the whole room. you were glad nobody else was in the room, it made the privilege of making her laugh sweeter.

“fine then. if you were actually paying attention, at least give me some feedback.” your heart leaped at the sight of her crossing her arms.

“you were perfect!” jeemin let out a big sigh. as much as jeemin likes being praised, she needs actual feedback. something she can work with for these next few days leading to the stage.

“give me something more specific,” jeemin rolls her eyes lightly. but even then her cheeks stay up and her smile never faltered.

“well,” you think for a bit. “i liked how you start of the song. it really set the mood for the song.”

in front of you, jeemin’s pink turn a bright shade of pink.

“i think you also killed the omona part. you’re naturally cute so plus points for that. and then this move,” you didn’t know the name of the move so you demonstrate it to her.

jeemin bursts out laughing at your attempt. your awkward movements reflecting wholly through the mirror and you follow after jeemin, throwing your head back. “stop laughing, im not that bad.”

but jeemin continued giggling and so did you. the joyful sounds filling the entire space and drowning the faint sounds of the speakers.

you calm down after a few seconds but one look from each other sent you both into another spiral again. soon, both of you were lying on the floor, clutching your stomachs.

“ah- my stomach hurts from laughing so much.” jeemin blurts out between breaths and gasps.

“who said we’re done yet? you just made fun of my dancing.” you hands flew to her sides before she can fully comprehend what you said. another round of laughter echoes throughout the room as you tickle jeemin mercilessly.

somehow, she managed to get free from your grasp and now a tall baby is chasing you around the practice room.

jeemin catches your arm and pulled you to her, lightly but it was enough for your bodies to collide. she uses the momentum to turn your back to the wall, effectively locking you.

“got you,” she smiles brightly at you, a thousand watts on her lips.

the laughter comes to a gradual halt as silence blankets the both of you. her grin turns into a soft smile and her eyes felt endearing against yours. you couldn’t look at her in anything but adoration.

you anticipated it would happen. in fact, you hoped for it. but it still caught you by surprise when her lips press against yours. soft and gentle just like everything about her.

you wanted to press harder, for it to last longer. but you were already living in a dream and a second longer would be asking for too much.

jeemin pulls away in haste. you would’ve dived in for one more if you hadn't seen the panic flashing across her features. she blinks once, twice until the haze in her eyes clears.

she remained stiff for a moment. she looks up at you and the look of regret she gives you haunt you even after weeks.

“im sorry, i shouldn’t have,” she whispers, pupils still blown wide.

reassurance was a the tip of your tongue but you held back. but what were you going to say? that its fine and to just forget it ever happened?

immediately your mind reverts back to youngseo for a split second. it didn’t turn out well when you said that to her so what good would it do to say it to jeemin?

jeemin looks at your face, trying to make sense of your incomprehensible expression just to take a peak at your thoughts.

but each moment felt eternity to jeemin. and trepidation sets in her veins deeper and deeper until it roots and sprouts into anxiety. all while you weren’t aware of the consequences your silence had brought to her.

“jeemin-”

before you can finish, she was already out of door. from the practice room, you hear the echo of her dashing footsteps. as it died down, you were left wondering if you just let history repeat itself.

another friendship broken in the name of fleeting romance. but will this time be worth it?

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thenbecauseggoes · 9 months

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Hi, how are you?

Sorry to bother you but I saw that you have open requests for Evan and his characters.

I wanted to ask you if you could do a show where the character meets Evan at a party and they hit it off and end the night together (with or without smut, whichever is more comfortable for you).

the party & the after party

A/N: Hi!! i'm doing so great thank you so much for asking! and don't worry u guys r never bothering me i love getting requests sm! I hope this is good it's my first time writing smut so like be patient with me lol.

warnings: p in v, smut, alcohol, party, fingering, dirty talk, unprotected sex, lmk if i missed any

word count: 1016

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The party was full, some hotshot actor had a party at his house with a bunch of Hollywood names. Somehow your friend Lilla got you in. You didn’t like parties much, but she insisted you come. Out of the corner of your eye you spotted an oddly familiar man. He was wearing black jeans with a black button up shirt and had a drink in his hand, he leaned up against a wall and you caught his eyes for a second. He had beautiful brown eyes and blonde hair that fell across his forehead. He started walking over in your direction, you straightened yourself up and grabbed onto your drink. He walked up to you and extended his hand for a handshake. “Hey i’m Evan”

“Nice to meet you, im y/n” you shake his hand. His hands are calloused and warm. You look him directly in the eyes, taking in his beauty.

“I don’t really like these party things, but I keep going anyway” he remarked, standing next to you now, taking glances out at the party and then back at you.

“Yeah my friend Lilla dragged me here, it’s a nice place though” you remark at the size of the house.

“That’s true, can I get you a drink?” he says and you giggle at his request.

“I’d like that” you reply, he takes you to the kitchen and makes you your favorite drink, handing it to you when he’s done and watching you take a sip and smile at him “thank you, how’d you know this was my favorite?”

“Saw you getting it earlier” he grabs your hands and shrugs, making you giggle. “Can we dance?” you nod and he takes you to where the music is, dancing with you for over 30 minutes before you’re both out of breath and you swear that he has a special glint in his eyes when he looks at you. “Can I take you upstairs? Just to get to know each other more, nothing weird” he rants and you smile at his attempt at flirting.

“Yeah sure” he takes your hand and leads you up the stairs to an open empty room. “Wow you know the place well” you say at how he navigated up the stairs and into a room.

“Well it’s my house so” he says nervously

“Oh shit this is your party?” you question, suddenly nervous. Now you realized why you thought he was so familiar. This wasn’t just any guy, this was Evan Peters, you had seen him on TV before. He seemed to register your shock and realization and chuckled.

“I’m sorry if this is too direct but you’re beautiful” he sits down on what you now realize is probably his bed. He pats the spot next to him for you to sit down. You got flustered, your face becoming red with a blush that makes him smile. Evan quickly took note of your face and added it to his list of favorite things. “Can I kiss you?” he hesitantly asks, you nod and he grabs your chin. He places a hungry kiss onto your lips and lets out a deep groan. “Been wanting to do that ever since you walked in here” he speaks in between kisses. You wrap your arms around his neck and place another kiss on his lips. He leans down so he’s laying on top of you on the bed. He peppers kisses down your neck and sucks, sure to leave hickies in the morning. He sucks harshly on your sweet spot. Making you moan “fuck y/n” he speaks slowly.

He moves down to your legs, tugging at your pants “is this alright?” he asks before moving lower.

“Fuck, yes Evan” you say breathily as he tugs down your pants and rubs circles over your clothed clit. Making you whine and buck your hips into his hand. He tugs your panties down your legs and gets a good look at your cunt.

“You have such a pretty pussy,” he says, palming himself through his pants. All you can do is whine and wait for him to do something. He slips one of his fingers into your soaking hole, making you moan. “Fuck you’re so tight, don’t know how i’m gonna fit in you” he groans into your ear, putting another one of his fingers in, making you moan louder than you ever have before.

“Evan, please” you grab his wrist, stopping his movements “I wanna feel you”

“Whatever you say baby” he tugs his own pants down, stroking himself a little bit before leaning down to whisper in your ear “you had me so hard from the moment you shook my hand” he slipped himself inside of you after he said that, making you cry out and claw down his back. “It’s okay baby, i got you” he starts thrusting into you slowly, getting you used to his size. He was so gentle, so caring. It made you want him even more, looking up at him with doe eyes you whimper out.

“Please Evan, harder” he lets out a growl at your request and starts pounding into you harder. You let out pleas of his name and leave scratches down his back.

“Fuck, y/n i’m gonna come” he groans out, his thrusts going sloppy and losing their rhythm.

“Me too Evan” you admit to him. He brings his thumb down to circle your clit and bring you closer to your release

“Come with me baby” he says, continuing to circle your clit throughout your orgasm. He pulls out and finishes all over your stomach. He catches his breath and then grabs a towel, pressing it in between your legs and cleaning you up. He throws the towel into the laundry basket and lays down beside you. “Can I be honest with you?”

“Yeah what’s up” you respond to him

“I like you a lot”

“I like you a lot too”

“Will you let me take you out sometime?”

“Yes of course evan” you giggle before burying your head into his chest and falling asleep.

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multifandomfix · 1 year

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Cersei Lannister Smut Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Don’t expect much from Cersei after sex besides a list of demands. The only aftercare she really cares about is her own.

B = Body part (favorite body part of their partner’s)

Your hands or your mouth, whichever happens to be bringing her pleasure at the time. And when you’re down between her legs, you’re blissfully quiet.

C = Collar (do they mark you as theirs in some way?)

Most definitely. She needs everyone to know that you are to be hers and no one else’s. It will most likely come in the form of a necklace that bears the House Lannister crest.

D = Dominant (who is in control? are they a top or bottom?)

Cersei, though often on the receiving end, is still the one who’s in charge. Even when you’re on top, you’re following her orders.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She knows what she’s doing well enough and when she does decide to give, you can’t ever say you’ve been disappointed.

F = Fuck (do they prefer to fuck or make love?)

She prefers to fuck. Feelings only inhibit the act for her, and she’d prefer not to have to deal with them and just give herself over to the sensation of pleasure.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She’s always stone cold serious during. It’s an exchange to her, not a bonding exercise.

H = Hot (what turns them on, gets them going)

You getting on your knees for her, telling her how much you desire her is usually a good staring point for her.

I = Insatiable (how do they act when they’re desperate to have you?)

Demanding, more so than usual. She can also become quite irritable if you aren’t there when the urge strikes her.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Why bother pleasing herself when she has you running to her beck and call whenever and wherever she needs you most.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Begging. She adores when you beg, whether it’s to let you finish, or if you’re begging to be allowed to touch her. Either way, it’s a huge turn on for her.

L = Location (favorite places to have sex)

Mostly her chambers, but anywhere she can pull you aside long enough to service her needs will work in a pinch.

M = Mood (what’s the foreplay like? how do you get them in the mood?)

Usually there isn’t a lot of foreplay with Cersei. She’s typically already in the mood when she calls on you, and you are left to get yourself on her level.

N = Naked (how do they undress? do they like to watch you undress?)

She doesn’t make a show of undressing herself, and is typically already naked when you arrive or simply hikes up her dress to allow you access. But she does love watching you undress for her while she gives you a mix of both praise and degradation. “Such a good whore for your queen,” is a favorite line of hers.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She much prefers to receive, but has surprising skill in giving when you get lucky enough to be on the receiving end.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

If giving, she tends to be more fast and rough with her pace. But when receiving she does like you to take your time with her.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are just fine by her if the need is desperate enough to call for one. Sometimes she likes them in a more public location just to see if you can get away with it before being caught.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She doesn’t take a lot of risks, nor does she experiment much, because she already knows what she likes and isn’t one to mix it up frequently.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

She typically likes anywhere from one to three rounds. Sometimes more if she has extra frustrations that she needs to work out.

T = Tryst (are they into casual sex or one night stands?)

Not really. She has a reputation to maintain and it’s much easier to have someone who knows her and what she likes to keep coming back when she needs it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Cersei is a huge tease and really makes you earn your orgasm by edging you for hours.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Cersei isn’t super loud as a rule, but she isn’t shy about voicing her instructions to you or letting her moans come out at whatever volume they may.

W = Wait (how long do they wait before having sex with their partner for the first time?)

As soon as she could confirm that you were looking at her like you desired her is when she first ordered you to her bed.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Cersei has definitely earned her reputation as one of the most beautiful women in Westeros. She has a nice body and loves when you take the time to admire it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It depends on her mood and her stress level. Sometimes she’s practically insatiable, other times she won’t call on you for weeks.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Quite quickly. As soon as you’ve tended to her, given her whatever she desires afterwards, she’s usually asleep very shortly thereafter.

For anon

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