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I love how jjk tumblr has collectively agreed that toji is secretly partial to having his tits sucked

i miss you all, i miss them 🥹

little gender neutral drabble based on this tiktok. I know it was probably intended to be a spicy thing but I just thought it was cute <33 i love him so much :(

warnings: anxiety, comfort

stepping out of your bedroom, you caught sight of a familiar fabric meeting broad shoulders, leaning up against the arm of the sofa. from your position, you could see his legs, drawn up so they'd fit, encased in his regular cargoes, stretched tight across his thighs.

whenever könig was feeling anxious, even at home with you, he'd sometimes put his mask back on. it offered some level of security, and he could relax a little under its cover. he'd explained this to you while squeezing your hand, reassuring that it's never any fault of yours. he just needed it sometimes.

moving forward, you walk into his eyeline, turning so your body is facing him. his eyes widen as they lock with yours. this makes you frown a little, as you guessed he had been so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear your approach. you reach out slowly, giving him time to stop you. your hand presses to the back of his head, moving down to smooth the fabric over his hair.

his eyes flutter as he leans into your touch.

"you okay? woke up without you."

he shakes his head minutely, his eyes shiny and seemingly extra pale against his dark mask.

oftentimes when he was in this state, it was best to let him be, and he finds you again when he's ready. dropping your hand from his head, you give him a gentle smile and a small nod, you turn to head to the kitchen, thoughts of getting him some water and food running through your head, something he forgets when he's feeling anxious. before you can take a step away, you feel a large hand grip your wrist, tightening slightly.

twisting back, you notice that he had shifted his body up to reach you, his black tee stretching a little over his chest.

"schatz."

his voice was quiet and scratchy, strained from having not been used for hours. his hold on you loosened, his hands falling to his thighs. in a stuttered, awkward motion, he lets his legs fall open, creating a space between. his eyes implore to yours, glossy with emotion. it takes you a moment, but you understand the prompt. climbing between his legs, you settle your body against his. your head rests on his shoulder with your arm reaching across his chest.

immediately, his arms come up, wrapping around your body, holding you to him. the comforting feeling of his arms around you relaxes you, and you take a deep breath. könig mirrors you, his chest rising as the air rushes into his lungs.

it takes a few minutes of snuggling, but eventually, könig takes another deep breath before lifting one hand to remove his mask, dropping it on the floor. his arm quickly readjusts back around you, squeezing a little. you tilt your head up a little, pressing a small kiss to his jaw.

"feeling better?"

his low hum in response rumbles against your cheek and you can't hold back the little smile that spreads across your face. he turns his head to gratefully press his lips against your temple.

"thank you, liebling."

warnings: none, just a little fluff piece about kissing connor for the first time, gender neutral reader <3

when you and connor kissed for the first time, it was before either of you had even begun to acknowledge the mutual feelings towards eachother.

your laugh died on your lips, settling them into a slight frown as you turned back towards connor. he was only gently smiling, his eyes focusing on yours. eyes flickering to his led, you noticed it was blue. confused, you open your mouth to ask.

"wh-"

"can I kiss you?"

your eyes widen for a moment, pupils shaking as you begin to comprehend the emotions that seemingly simple question evoked in you. excitement, puzzlement, bashfulness, then finally, eagerness.

while your mind churned through this, connor's led had turned yellow and was spinning fast. your eyes locked onto the colour change. knowing his system was now running through many possible outcomes to this interaction, you briefly considered trying to create an outcome that his system wouldn't have mapped out, like you just grabbing his face and pulling him to you.

you decided against it, knowing it was his first kiss and not wanting to overwhelm him. so, you just grinned and nodded, giving him the opportunity to make the next move himself.

his hand lifted from his leg, reaching out to cup your cheek, and you note his temperature is slightly lower than that of a human. his eyes are searching your face, and he seemingly loses a bit of confidence as his eyes widen with the reality of the situation, his cheeks tinging blue with a blush.

"I don't.... I mean, i do! I want to, but-"

"connor, it's alright. take your time."

his eyes squeeze shut for a brief moment at your encouraging words, and he steels himself. opening them again, he feels himself relax. you can't help but let out a giggle at the small, self-assured nod he does.

he smiles at your reaction and uses the moment to finally lean in, his eyes fluttering shut as your lips finally meet. the first thing you notice is how soft his lips are, not distinguishable from a human's. they're warm and plush, pressing against yours with gentle eagerness.

he begins to pull away, and the skin between your eyebrows creases with frustration at how short the kiss is. you can't help your reaction, and you reach for his tie, tugging at it to keep him close. your other hand comes up to hold his jaw, tilting it so you can deepen the kiss. connor lets out a noise of surprise but doesn't try to back away.

this time, you're the one who pulls away. your hands drop towards your lap as your eyes flicker downwards.

"I'm sorry- I got carried away."

connor catches your hands with his before they hit your thighs and gently squeezes them. this makes your head lift, and you can't help but mirror the wide smile he has.

"it's okay, I enjoyed it."

his led is blue, calmly pulsing as he looks at you.

idk why but I could see rooster with a tongue piercing

I see that white woman with her sword more often than I see my parents

Every friend group should have;

oh 🧎‍♀️

cannot get the idea of bob sucking his s/o's nipples to fall asleep out of my mind.

droopy eyes fluttering shut as his lips close around your nipple, tongue licking over the hot skin. the way he suckles gently making your heart swell. seeing your wso boyfriend so comfortable and relaxed filling you with happiness. he wraps himself around you, pressing himself as close as he can get while he starts to fall asleep.

"love you, baby... thank you."

If rooster has a beard that changes a lot of things and i can no longer respect hawaii babe for letting someone with a hideous beard do her dirty …

perfect sexy mustache and clean shaved chin on the other hand 😭😍😘😘🙏🏻

When I say TIP Rooster, I’m talking about this man and this man only… perhaps some light scruff on occasion but Amy wouldn’t have tolerated that shit so it’s largely a no

peaches mix guidelines

I'm aiming for this blog to be a place where people send in their thoughts and concepts, and I write small drabbles in response <3

this blog is an 18+ space, minors do not interact!!

who I write for:

top gun maverick

detroit: become human

daredevil

the avengers

more to be added!!

harry potter

jjk

more info:

I write fem!reader only, as a cis woman, I don't feel comfortable trying to write another perspective.

I accept anons, send an emoji or a tag, and I'll add you to the list <3

topics I won't write :

bullying

bodily fluids besides the obvious

cheating

may be updated

stroking the last coat of black nail polish onto your pinky finger nail, you became aware of a prescence behind you, followed by a chin resting on your shoulder. yuto's low voice permeated the air as he asked after what you were doing. it didn't take long for him to ask you to paint his nails too.

pulling him to sit beside you, you pressed his hand down to the table as you carefully painted the first coat on his nails. clearly excited by the entire experience, he began waving his hands around as he talked to you.

"yuto! don't touch anything, you could mess it up, and I have to paint another coat!"

a slight pout upon his lips, he reluctantly keeps his hands on the table, fingers splayed comically. his smile didn't leave his face as you painted the second coat on. he almost seemed enamoured, fascinated by the whole process.

a couple days later, you were sitting in the kitchen, enjoying the notes floating into the room from the living room where yuto was playing guitar. as the song trailed off, you heard a wail of despair. raising an eyebrow, you waited for yuto to come to you.

he didn't disappoint, his large form entering the kitchen. his hand was held in front of you, his face frowning.

"y/n! look, my nail polish chipped!"

holding his hand in yours, you smiled gently, tipping your head back to look at him.

"yuto, it's fine, I can just repaint it."

his eyes widened as he looked back down at it. he sighs in relief before grinning at you.

"can we go fix it now?"

you do as he asks, letting him go with a warning to be more careful if he wants it to last longer. he nods, heading back into the living room. the song is softer, more gently played. after it ends, the house is silent for a moment before you hear a sheepish call of your name.

(inspired by the concept photos!)

Your Lucas fic is soooooo gorgeous! I’m like melting 🥺🥺🥺 Thank you for sharing!

awww 🥺🥺🥺 thank you for liking it! <3

5 types of kisses - wong yukhei (nct lucas)

disclaimer, this is totally inspired by another writer, who's user I can't remember :( they did the same thing, but with members of txt.

forehead kisses

lucas pulled your sobbing figure close, his long arms wrapping around your shoulders. he murmurs small reassurances to you, his low voice filling your ears. his hands run up and down your back, firmly holding you against him, so you can't move away. comforted by him, your sobs quiet, replaced by ocassional sniffles. he leans back, looking at your tear streaked face as his head dips to press a soft kiss to your forehead. he smiles at you asking if you're feeling better before pulling you back into his chest once he's recieved your confirmation.

neck kisses

lucas's large form was half laying on you, his arm around your waist. one leg was tangled in yours, the length far extending yours. his head was buried in your neck, his soft breaths tickling your skin. unsure whether he was awake or not, you decided to run your fingers through his hair, seeing if he'd stir. he doesn't move, but you feel his head shift, feeling his lips against your warm skin. he kisses your neck gently, silently thanking you for loving him. the hand on your waist rubs circles into your skin, wishing to reciprocate your actions.

passionate kisses

you nervously waited for lucas, outside his gate at the airport. you shifted your weight from each foot as you looked around, in case he had to come out from another exit. your attention was pulled to the gate in front of you, a loud call of your name echoing in the airport. lucas was rushing towards you, his smile wide as he opens his arms. you yelped as he lifted you, spinning you around as he cheered. he quickly puts you down, his big hands cupping your cheeks as he captures your lips in a deep kiss, pouring the emotions of the last month into it.

hand kisses

sitting in his lap, your back against his chest, it was inevitable that you ended up fiddling with his hands. his long fingers were entertaining, the size almost comical. lucas had clearly had enough, his hands coming around yours, gripping them. this effectively stopped your movements. you turn in his lap, him still holding your hands. as you lean on one of his shoulders, he lifts your hand, kissing the fingertips. he murmurs how much he loves your hands, giggling as you hide your face in his shoulder in embarrassment.

cheek kisses

what do you get a man who has everything he could ever want? you make him something from your heart. in your case, it was an album of photos from throughout your relationship. each photo was named, and had the date it was taken. the album itself was decorated simply but elegantly, matching lucas's personal style. handing it to him, he smiled as he opened it, scanning the pictures. his smile only gets bigger as he reaches the last page. he puts it aside, pulling you close as he kisses your cheek tenderly, mumbling thanks against your red skin.

[19:46 ] ;

the radio was playing softly as you and jeno were cleaning up after dinner. neither of you were talking, the comfortable silence filling the room.

the song changes to a love ballad, jeno smiling at the lilting notes. he walks over to you, gently pulling the plate you were currently holding out of your hands, placing it down. he replaces it with his own hand, tugging you to the centre of the kitchen. his smile is wide as he wraps your arms around his neck, his own snaking around your waist.

he tenderly sways you both to the music, admiring your beauty. he leans forward, placing a chaste kiss on your lips, his eyes turning to crescents as he grins at you. eventually, the song changes, but neither of you stop moving.

idolboyfriend!san x fem!reader

the stress of the week had built up and finally overwhelmed you.

on monday, you had forgotten to set your alarm and overslept, resulting in you having to rush to work without eating. on tuesday, your least favourite colleague was absent and guess who was picked to do their work? yes, you.

on wednesday, your period had started, leaving you with excruciating cramps which made you irritable all day. it was now thursday, and on the way back home from work, you had tripped on a crack in the pavement, bruising your knees and giving you the embarrassment of falling over in public.

now, you were curled up in bed, still in your work clothes, sobbing. your tears ran down your cheeks, leaving trails of ruined makeup. wallowing in your emotions, you almost didn't hear the door open.

almost.

of course, it was thursday. the day your boyfriend san comes home early from practice. he called out, quickly bounding to the bedroom when he heard your reply.

his grin dropped from his face as he took in the desolate sight of his girlfriend. rushing to you, he wraps you in his arms, lifting you onto his lap.

"baby! what's happened?"

a fresh wave of cries overcomes you as you manage to hiccup your problems to him. he holds you tight, stroking your hair and murmuring reassurances to you.

after you've calmed down, san grips your hand and leads you into the bathroom. sitting you down on the toilet lid, he proceeds to run a bath, putting in a bath bomb and some oils, the aromas floating into the room. next, he puts some makeup remover onto some cotton pads and takes off the dried makeup on your face, gently swiping it across your eyes and over your cheeks. after that, he tugs off your clothes, leaving you in your underwear so you can deal with that yourself.

he leaves the bathroom, letting you settle into the hot bathwater. he returns, holding a pair of his sweatpants and a hoodie of his. placing them on the toilet lid, he bends over you, pressing a kiss to your head.

when you've finished in the bathroom, you step out, wearing san's big clothes, his scent surrounding you. as you enter the bedroom, you're met with the sight of your freshly showered boyfriend, dressed in only sweatpants, sitting in bed. he has a small pile of snacks next to him and on the screen opposite, you can see the opening titles of a movie you've been planning to watch together.

a smile paints his face as he sees you, his arms opening automatically. you grin as you practically jump onto him, snuggling closer to his warm skin. his arms rest around your shoulders, rubbing them occasionally. he grabs a snack from his side, opening the packet and placing it between you. he then reaches for the remote control, playing the movie.

later, the snacks have finished, and the movie has ended. you've fallen asleep against san, taking comfort in his embrace. he smiles down at you, admiring your beauty. pressing a kiss to your cheek, he whispers,

"goodnight, my star.

stirring against jeno's warm chest, your eyes fluttered open and focused on the dark screen opposite you. you were covered in a blanket, jeno's arms tightly wrapped around you.

lifting your head, you saw that jeno was asleep, his head drooping in a position that you knew he was going to get cramp from. lifting a hand, you brushed your fingers over his left cheek, his eyelids fluttering from your touch.

his eyes slowly opened, a lazy smile creeping onto his face as he made eye contact with you. moving his head, he frowned in discomfort as he stretched out the cramp in his neck.

he murmurs, not wanting to disturb the quiet atmosphere,

"shall we go upstairs?"

you smiled proudly as you watched sehun, surrounded by members of your family, entertain them with wild stories of exo's tour antics and culture shocks abroad. your family were enamoured, hanging onto his every word. his eyes shifted, capturing your gaze. he smirked slightly, dropping one eyebrow in a quick wink. satisfied with his unnecessary flirting, he continued his story, gesticulating rapidly with his hands.

"you really should have introduced him to the family earlier." your close relative remarked, watching the scene unfold beside you.