Laios Remembering Him This Way Always Makes Me Giggle Bc I Really Hope This Is How My Friends See Me.

…writing inspo >:)

types of kisses (part i)

wake up kisses pressed gently to the column of A’s neck or the underside of B’s jaw.

morning kisses; gentle and lazy, humming in contentment, limbs still tangled together, hands wandering over soft exposed skin.

stay in bed kisses, mischievous and deep, punctuating flirtatiously whispered bargaining words.

come back to bed kisses left on A’s neck and shoulder, unhurried and tender, with arms wrapped around A’s waist.

rushed late for work kisses, a flash of heat before hurrying out the door.

tender kisses when one brings home flowers for the other.

sticky ice cream kisses, sitting on a bench in the park and laughing against each other’s lips.

cheek kisses that leave red lipstick stains.

kisses absently left on the backs of hands, fingers entwined in silent comfort.

joyful kisses peppered across foreheads and cheeks between scattered giggles.

comforting kisses pressed to tear-stained cheeks between whispered words of reassurance and concern.

heated kisses with gasps in between, hands tugging at clothes and exploring skin, bodies pressed close. giving in.

long, slow kisses in the afterglow, fingers woven through hair and hearts beating in unison.

soft goodnight kisses exchanged on lamp-lit doorsteps on chilly autumn evenings.

a single loving kiss left on the other’s forehead when they fall asleep snuggled close together.

oh my god i’m in love with this absolute bean! the phrases were so smoothly incorporated & i loved every single bit! sero really needs some more love 🥰

heaven’s in the backseat of my cadillac ⟶ thank you for 4.5k!

It was embarassing enough that you got catfished on your first date in years. It was even more embarassing that the same Uber driver who dropped you off was the one that picked you up only a few minutes later. At least he was nice enough to buy you ice cream.

pairing ⟶ sero hanta/ gn! reader

word count ⟶ 4.1k+ words

warnings ⟶ creepy old men, lightning mcqueen crocs, awkward situations, suggestive commentary

a/n ⟶ i did it. 23 phrases that were either chaotic, cute, or both. if ur confused, for my 4k follower event i asked some of my followers to send me phrases i HAD to use in this fic. and some of the phrases y’all gave me were NOT intended for what they were supposed to be used for 💀 bolded words are the phrases. also i actually did put all of your character suggestions in a random wheel generator and i got,,, sero 😐 but literally no one is suprised. this was actually based off a tiktok by @/amrcgrldoll btw hope she never finds this

⟶ playlist; sober by childish gambino, plus by peach tree rascals, skin by dijon, cadillac by miguel

Truthfully, you weren’t really the type of person to do Tinder dates. In fact, you were pretty sure the whole thing was a scam. But you were bored, had the Saturday free, and was desperately craving any type of human affection away that didn’t involve your insane roommates.

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The Council Groupchat

mina ✰

thinking about how this is the first time I’M home alone and y/n’s on a date… am i getting uglier?? be honest guys was dying my hair pink not the move??

jirou ♫

YOU WERE THE ONE THAT TOLD THEM TO CATCH A DICK

uraraka ☁️

anna oop-

momo ✿

And I oop

mina ✰

heart been broke so many times 🤕 & g t ; : 3

you ♡

i hate you all

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Sighing, you frowned at yourself in your phone camera, fixing your hair with what little light someone could access in the back of an Uber. Sure, you haven’t been on a proper date in years, and half of your friends were engaged or even married, but it wasn’t like you were lonely. You were lucky to be surrounded by wonderful people. It was just…

Bored. You were just bored, and that was all.

“You can turn on the light, you know,” your Uber driver chuckled as he saw you struggling in the dark. Embarrassed, you mumbled a small thanks before turning on the back light.

What a nice guy, you think, as you ponder back to his profile.

Sero Hanta. Four and a half stars, didn’t try to make awkward conversation, had a phone charger, and a solid music taste. You were pretty much sold at the no conversation review, everything else was a lovely bonus.

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me 🤝 shadowheart

(all of them are hot)

Haircut day - after act 2

it's not the cuddle pile she wants to be in the middle of.

crying real tears of joy. this is exactly what i’m looking for in an pack based story

Moonchild | ot7 | Masterlist

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Pair: OT7  x f!reader ; endgame ??? x f!reader  

Summary: Working at a coffee shop that only opened in the late hours of the night was the most exciting thing about your life, really. You never had that many friends, your love life was nonexistent, and you just couldn’t explain the feeling of not belonging that chased you no matter where you tried to find your place. It was when seven very handsome strangers came into your life that weird things started happening around you and within you. Could they be the ones to fill in what’s been missing? Or would getting involved with them and their world put you in danger? 

Genre: Series, fluff, angst, smut, non idol au, ABO, werewolf au. 

General Warnings: ABO, omegaverse, alpha BTS, werewolf BTS. Ot7.

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she’s a smug little babie. i love her already 🥺

Shinju’s Arrival

I’ve had a few people curious about Shinju going to UA. So, here we go~

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not a want. a need.

the world when you're with me

synopsis: you seek out sylus for comfort after realizing you were wrong about him.

tags: comfort, fluff, implied avoidant!reader learns to trust sylus, implied avoidant!reader clings to sylus, sylus takes care of reader from afar, sylus has mephisto and the twins follow reader but wbk pairing: sylus x reader, reader is mostly mc word count: 802

a/n: is this the peak of literature? no. did i need to write it after the day i had? yes. did i need to post it today? no, because i’m trying to stagger my posts more, but here we are. anyway 4k caleb pwp coming tomorrow 

For the first few weeks after you’d infiltrated the N109 Zone, you’d avoided Sylus Qin like the plague. 

After being scared out of your wits by the first version of him you'd met—the cold, unavailable criminal mastermind who’d forced you to shoot him within 5 minutes of knowing one other—you were unashamedly wary of working with him again. 

But Sylus’s intel was unrivaled. More and more often, you found yourself visiting the N109 Zone to meet with him, eventually not even bothering to book a place to stay. There was always a guest room at the Onychinus base prepped for your arrival.

As you spent more time with Sylus, he’d noticeably changed his approach to interacting with you. Rather than forcing you to resonate with him, he’d explained to you how his Evol worked, letting you aim his hands at some training dummies to test it out yourself. Instead of unceremoniously shutting you out when he was tired, he’d drag his robe-and-slippers-clad self to sit beside you on the sofa, answering your cautious questions by practically giving away all his secrets. 

His shift in attitude hadn't stopped there. Sylus had clearly been using that endearingly incorrigible crow to keep tabs on you, but for the strangest reasons. 

Whenever you had a bad day at work, some building-wide maintenance emergency would magically appear, forcing your team to cease operations for the rest of the day. He’d text you a couple hours after your early dismissal, saying he was in the city and inviting you on an evening joyride to clear your head.  

The day after you’d lugged a case of water up the stairs to your apartment, having to pause a couple times to catch your breath, you came home to see your fridge mysteriously stocked with groceries. The only traces left behind were the masked twin figures you spotted scurrying away from your window. 

When a new phone showed up at your doorstep one day—you never even told him you’d shattered your screen, you thought—you’d decided that Sylus wasn’t as bad as you’d once assumed. Not anywhere near as bad, in fact. He was thoughtful, generous, and helped you without taking credit or forcing you to ask for it. You’d never had that before.

Which is why, somehow, you find yourself standing in the doorway of his armory, studying him silently as he polishes an antique-looking gun.

When he notices you, Sylus looks up, raising a delicately arched eyebrow. “Something wrong, kitten?” he drawls, subtly checking your body for injuries. 

Mind numb from your absolutely dreadful day, you stay silent while Sylus looks at you expectantly, his hands forgetting their earlier task. 

But for the next minute, you remain hovering in the doorway. You expect him to get annoyed—you almost want him to, so you have an excuse to go back to relying only on yourself—but all you see on Sylus’s face is patience.

When you start shuffling toward him, that patience mixes with a glimmer of anticipation that he visibly tries to suppress. You need him to be calm right now—an anchor, he thinks. If he loses his composure, if he startles you with his excitement at your approach, you might bolt at any moment. 

Sometime during his inner struggle, you reach him. Meekly, you stand before his chair, briefly opening your mouth before closing it. 

“What is it, sweetie?” he asks softly. “Tell me, and we can figure it out together. I’ll personally track down whoever seems to have stolen your words from you.”

At his offer, you break, collapsing into his lap. His large, warm hands immediately encircle your waist, and you bury your face into his neck, inhaling his leather and spice cologne. 

“Aw,” he coos in his baritone voice, rocking you slowly in his embrace. When he lifts your head an inch, you resist, letting out a soft whine. Gently, he guides your head back to his chest, his quickening heartbeat thumping in your ears and grounding you in the the moment. 

After several moments of silence, your deep, shuddering breaths the only interruptions, Sylus murmurs into your ear. “When I noticed you never ask for help, I was worried the world may not be treating as well as it should. You must be very tired, hmm?” he asks, rubbing his chin against your hair. 

Tightening your arms around him, you sit there for a while, his steady breaths seeming to mend a decades-long rift in your heart.

The next time Sylus tries to lift your head, you let him. He pulls your face from his neck so he can look into your eyes, hoping his gaze conveys his sincerity, before pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. 

“You don’t need the world when you’re with me,” he promises. “I’ll treat you better than it ever could.”

i always think about this scene when astarion’s inspo comes up 😭😭 astarion is everything ron swanson HATES about the government employees (he was a magistrate or whatever) yet i think they would chuckle at each other’s sass

this game has no right to be as funny as it is

Sorry for the inactivity here's some filth to make up for it ❤️

Warning: Sexy sex stuff, just a drabble, Nsfw so no minors

Pairing: Sugar Daddy! Diavolo x Sugar Baby! Mammon

Mammon didn't normally stay back after a meeting, he was usually the first one out the door, but ever since his arrangement was the Demon Lord himself...

It's safe to say his attentiveness rivaled even Lucifers. Just for one sole purpose in mind:

“W-Will you really let me use your card tonight if I- Ah~!”

“Of course baby! Has daddy ever lied to you?” Dia purred into the white-haired demon's ear, rubbing his thick leaking cock between Mam’s ass cheeks. Of course he hasn't, but Mammon can sometimes be doubtful. What if Dia no longer wants his services? This is the best money flow he had in a while! Not to mention that Diavolo is just so sweet with him, constantly showering him with gifts, putting him through all kinds of pleasure, and the aftercare? He really was amazing. Too amazing for a scumbag like him... It's only a matter of time before Dia realizes that-

SMACK!

Mammon is brought back to reality with a brutally placed strike on his backside, the prince starting down at him menacingly. Awaiting a response that Mammon must have not noticed.

“Baby doll, you're in your head again,”

“I-I'm sorry daddy! I promise I'll be more...oh...” His sentence is cut short as Dia rubs the lubed head of his length over the smaller demons hole.

“There we go...just focus on the pleasure okay?” with a curt nod from Mammon, the prince slowly begins to enter him. Both closed their eyes, letting out gasps and growls as he slowly fills him up. Once Dia his balls deep, he begins that pace his baby loves so, so much:

Rough, and messy.

Hunching over like a dog in heat, thrusting deep and pulling out slowly, savoring the small whimpers and curses that came from the demon under him. Meanwhile, Mammon could barely form a single thought with how full he was, not a single other thought going through his poor head. Just what Diavolo knew he needed.

It wasn't soon until the two were practically feral as Mammon fucked himself against Dia’s cock, while Dia messily humped into Mammons tight ass, his drool making a mess on the second born’s shoulder as he worked hard to push them both right over the edge.

“Oh daddy plus-please-uhn...”

“Please what my golden boy~?”

“Please fill m’ass with cum! I want it..want ya so bad daddy...”

What a sweet thing, asking so nicely! How could his daddy say no?

He spits into his palm a couple times before he reaches down, pumping Mammons twitching cock fervently.

“If I'm cumming then so are you baby..ah shit...after all you make the most adorable noises when you cum a-and the faces you make are just...nnnmm FUCK! Just thinking about it is gonna make me bust~”

He goes faster and faster, thrusting and pumping until finally, both men cum intensely. Dia wrapping his strong arms around Mammons frame as his hips press flush against his ass, painting his insides white until cum began to leak from around his cock. Mammon has came straight into Diavolo’s hand and was ready to apologize when he realized that he was just to tired to say a thing. Well that and when he did turn to speak he caught the prince himself licking at his fingers with a hunger he'd never seen. It made him flush so hard he had to turn away to hide it. Like Diavolo didn't already know his effect on his baby. However he doesn't acknowledge it, he just smiles as he begins cleaning him up.

“Lets get you cleaned up baby, then we can go out for a nice dinner!”

“Nah..lets just stay in, my ass hurts...”

“You wanna stay in the palace with me...?”

Oh no.

Mammon you scumbag! You don't just invite yourself to THE Demon Prince’s-

“I thought you'd never ask!” Diavolo, overjoyed picks up mammon in his arms, minding the mess as he made his way back to his palace, where he could finally spoil his golden boy properly~

bae 💖

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