Just Pick Him Up And Place Him Somewhere Else

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So this is my AU where 🃏 and 🧪 knew each other before petrification. And yes 🃏 is using his camera as a mirror to do his eye makeup and talk with 🧪, multitasker at heart~

Notes

•they started dating not too long ago

•Taiju and Yuzuriha knows Senku is seeing somebody but doesn't know its Gen because of his celebrity status

•This wont be a linear story more like parts of different events in the show I have it planned out just need to draw them

remus: i told you prongs. to make regulus fall in love you have to make him laugh

james: i did! twice!!! but…

remus: but what??

james, sobbing: but every time he laughs i’m the one who falls in love

James: Okay, you guys, there’s Reg. Watch. Just watch this

Regulus: *walking past*

James: See? Still pretending he’s not interested. Oh! He’s coming over. Just pretend like we don’t know him. We’ve forgotten who he is!

Regulus: Hey guys!

Remus: Hey Regulus!

Peter: Hello!

James: …

Sirius: Hey, Reggie. You know Prongs, my best friend? He’s nice. He’s not bad to look at, right?

James: Thanks, Pads

Regulus: Well, of course

Sirius: Do you want to go out on a date with him? You got my blessing!

James: Sirius!

Regulus: Sure. Is Sunday okay?

Sirius: Sunday’s perfect. He can’t wait

Regulus: On the date, I will be able to talk to him directly, right?

Sirius: Yeah

Regulus: All right, see you Sunday, Potter *leaves*

James: Okay. What the hell was that? You know what? Don’t answer me

James, giggling: I have a date with Reggie!

hello author! tysm for your hard work and congratulations on 1k! can i request yoo joonghyuk with male reader and prompt #5?

a/n: i'm going to combine this with another request cus i saw potential... so this will be pretty long.

@whiteblackym : Yoo Joonghyuk (Orv) with #6 w/ male reader

•"i'm gonna fuck that attitude out of you." (#5) & "you just don't satisfy my needs anymore." (#6)

warning: top male reader. penetration w/ no condom. big, tough men need to be taken down a notch 😈. soft dom reader? yjh likes to rile you up. manhandling. a little spanking and forced orgasm. choking. actual smut starts a little into the plot.

i wrote this blindly without double checking so sorry if something is misplaced 🥲

inspired by this twt video.

1647 words.

1k event!

he hates that he's aware of every trickle of breath hitting his ear, fingers touching his skin, lips subtly brushing against his own as you leave the bed to prepare for aftercare.

joonghyuk was used to this, but why were you so soft with him? even after he said mean words, bites on you whenever he can, pushing you away... is it because you know he loves you?

and yoo joonghyuk? he rarely dirty talks, he doesn't make much noise, and he doesn't do much to help you relieve sexual tension. what if he's the boring one?

you walk in, telling him the bath was ready and helping him out the bed. joonghyuk is silent as you bathe him, whispering praises in his ear. telling him he's so precious, that you love him...

it's constantly reminding him; why are you so soft with him?

it built frustration in him. growing bigger and faster than ever. simply making love with you, adoring the way you let him get on top and the way you subtly degrade him, telling him he can't even pleasure you properly.

he only bites his lip, concealing his excitement.

the feeling of wanting to be fucked until he can't even think is killing him. he doesn't mind how soft you are, it sometimes gets him flustered, how easy dirty words fall from your lips in such a gentle, and loving tone is a mystery to him.

sometimes when you'd get a little rough with him, you'd quickly apologize and murmur sweet words to him. he knew you had it in you to...

should he... say something to you?

so joonghyuk, being the oh-so-clever man he is, decided to do it in the best way he can. to be bratty. he wanted to see how far you can go with his attitude before your snap.

everytime you'd ask him to do something, he would completely ignore you, sometimes doing it but half-assed. you blink before sighing, picking up after him. joonghyuk would only get bolder by then. smashing his lips against yours, fingers running over your bulge in public.

but whenever you'd try to take action on his behavior, trying to give him what he wants, he slaps your hand away, telling you 'not tonight'.

"is there a problem, love?" there it is. that sullen smile you give him everytime you wanted to punish him.

joonghyuk shrugs, plopping down on the bed beside you - "you just... don't satisfy my needs anymore."

you freeze, this was happening because he wasn't opening up to you? "well, what do you want to do?"

he doesn't answer you, only shrugging again before tucking himself in bed. he knew very well what he wanted, he just couldn't himself to say it out loud.

you lay beside him, contemplating what to do...

the next days, joonghyuk acted as if nothing wrong was happening, yet again ignoring you.

he could spot the way your brows knit together, jaw clenching before you calm down. he resists to urge to smirk as he drinks from his mug.

"joonghyuk, can you help me with this?" he walks in front you, glancing at the bags of groceries. he was much stronger than you, he could easily help you out...

joonghyuk only walks past you to shut the door to your apartment, locking it. "why?"

you set the bags down on the counter with slight difficulty, before exhaling harshly from your mouth. "there's still more in the car, help me please?"

"don't wanna."

you stare at him in bewilderment, shaking your head slightly. joonghyuk was keeping an eye out for your expressions, butterflies wanting to burst out of his stomach. "joonghyuk-"

you rub your face in frustration before dropping your hand and approaching his figure. joonghyuk gasps in surprise when grip his jaw. you pushed him against the counter top, joonghyuk's hands reaching out to grip your wrist as it starts hurting him.

"i'm gonna fuck that attitude out of you."

joonghyuk freezes, mouth drying up.

you spot the tent growing in his pants, his leg bouncing up and down. "don't tell me that's what you want?"

"i fucking knew it." you scoff at him, releasing his face and placing your hands on your hips. "all this because you wanted me to get rougher?"

joonghyuk stares down at you with glossy eyes, "are... you mad at me?"

the next thing joonghyuk knows, he's getting pinned against the counter, his ass grinding against your growing erection. his eyes widen when you lower his pants, spanking him. once, twice.

and they weren't very gentle either.

"you're wearing nothing under this? what a fucking slut."

joonghyuk grips onto the counter at the harsh sting filling his body. his upper body gets pushed down on the counter everytime he tried to pick himself up. your hand digging into his shoulder.

"remember your safeword?" he nods, groaning when you smack him again. "use your words."

"y-yes.." he gulps as you tell him your rules. no talking, no touching and to use his safeword whenever. he gives a small nod again, flinching when pinched his waist. "i understand!"

his tan skin is flushed all over, his shirts bunched up by his hands and his ass red with your hand imprinted on him.

your hand fondle with his chest, moving his collar out of the way as you bite down on his shoulder. joonghyuk shakes as teeth break skin and blood fills your tongue. it was times like this that you didn't mind the bitterness. you lick the wound up, your hot breath on him causes joonghyuk to quietly whimper.

you pull away before kissing the wound. joonghyuk kicks off his slippers and pants, leaving only his socks and shirt on.

you hadn't told him to remove them. "stay still."

he shakes in excitement as you reach into your pants, stopping shortly. he reaches for your wrist, stopping you from leaving. he looks at you for permission to speak, you nod. "ah, you don't need lube..."

he guides your finger to his entrance, letting you feel the wetness inside him. he's been prepping himself for days.

joonghyuk bites his lip at your amused tone. "i could probably fit three fingers at once with how loose you are!"

and you did. squeezing your fingers in and ignoring his stammering, you squeeze his hips with your hand, rubbing his sides to assure him to your weren't going to hurt him. that badly.

"look at that!" you whisper in his ear, pounding your fingers in and out, making sure to hit his prostate with every thrust. joonghyuk pants loudly, gripping the counter table, his knuckles turning white.

you pull out your dick, pumping yourself in the process. joonghyuk only seems to be more turned on at it.

"you gonna cum? already?" joonghyuk's stomps his foot, casting his hips away from your merciless hands as droplets of his cum drip down to the floor.

joonghyuk falls to the floor as you pull your fingers out. "come on, stand up, love."

he doesn't, instead siting on the floor, groaning as pain shot up his spine.

"get up, joonghyuk." you take a hold of his forearm, trying to get him to stand but he shakes his head frantically, pushing your hand away. "get up."

"can'tcan't," he pants loudly, whining slightly when you let go of his arm and push him on his back with your foot.

"very well. brace yourself, joonghyuk."

you hold his weak, trembling form to the ground, pinning his thighs apart as you slam inside with ease, not holding yourself back anymore. you groan, throwing your head back. "you feel so good."

joonghyuk's breathing gets erratic and cuts off shortly. his back curves into you, holding his legs apart for you. his walls clench around you tightly, keeping you inside and making it hard for you to even think about pulling out.

each plow goes in deeper and faster that joonghyuk needs to claw at his thighs to calm him down. he places his hands on the floor, searching for something to hold onto, choking on his spit as cum shoots out of him.

he squirms his hips, you bury yourself inside him to the hilt. skin smacking against skin fills the room as you place your palm on joonghyuk's twitching dick, stroking the head to push him past overstimulation.

"(namenamename)!!" he rushes out, releasing his legs to grip your wrist with all his might. which is a lot, might you add.

he kicks his legs out in panic, digging his heels into your waist.

"shut up." you growl, your dominant hand shooting out to wrap around his throat. joonghyuk jumps in shock, dick bouncing as he gets hard again. he stares at you with wide, teary eyes. his hair a mess and that stoic look was replaced with a more needy one.

"you like this, joonghyuk?" you laugh at him as you're adamant to make him cum again. said man tries to deny it behind shaky whines.

"n-no! m'not a slut!" he cries out, muscles flexing under your harsh stare. he struggles to breath with your hand on his neck, hiccups coming from him. you release his throat and swollen cock.

"hm... you're lying to me again?" you slow your pace, dragging your cock against his twitching walls before you pull out completely and unexpected, edging yourself in the process.

joonghyuk clenches around air, he was so loose, you could practically have your way with him. "then have fun using your fingers."

joonghyuk only tightens his legs around you, stopping you for escaping. "no. please..."

you drag your finger down his red, leaking cock in a teasing manner. "please what, joonghyuk?"

"...please fuck me! i'm sorry for how i acted, please forgive me..." he sneaks his arms around your neck, and pulls you down, his lips brushing against your cheek. "p-please..."

...

❛ Self Care ❜

Postwar!Sasuke X Fem!Reader

WC; 2k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: fab!fem!Reader,soft Sasuke like rlly soft and affectionate guys, body worship, reader is depicted as a medical ninja, this is so fluffy guys, use of {Y/n}, suggestive towards the end, fluff.

˚ ༘ * 𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯; @lovelyandproblematic - ok since you asked and I have severe incurable Sasuke simp brain rot so if you ever need prompt ideas lmk! ty for being my fav tumblr creator rn 😍 SELF CARE SUNDAY W/ SASUKE! I’m talking face masks, eye masks, cute headbands, warm robes, and a nice candlelit bubble bath, the whole nine yards! He’d prolly never admit it but he def needs to be spoiled and might have to be forced bribed into participating (*cough* body worship? *cough*) but poor boy has been thru soo much he needs a night to relax and pls get some moisturizer on him stat! his skin must be screaming lmaooo

this is being depicted as sasuke being 19-20 years old, he's come back for a little while to Konoha from his redemption mission for a bit (he missed you :))

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"I'll see you later, Sakura!" I droned with satisfaction, giving her a one-armed hug as she did too, our arms filled with only a couple of bags while doing it.

Sakura released herself from the hug after a few seconds, still donning that warm smile plastered on her face. "See you tomorrow, yeah?" She asked.

"For what?" I replied in confusion.

"Lady Tsunade said she'd like to meet up with us," Sakura said, taking this in characteristically.

"I think she does miss us, but she doesn't say that," I said with a chuckle, leaving my glossy lips open. "I guess I should not drink too much news here tomorrow night."

"I'll see you, {Y/n}," She said while waving walking away.

"Bye, love!" I replied.

I pulled my keys from my bag and slid the key into the lock that was positioned on the traditional sliding door. With an exhausted chuck, I stepped in, slumping down on the step up into the house; slipping the ninja shoes off, placing them on the rack, seeing another pair—male pair.

I opened my lips as I started to wonder whose they might be, my heart flattered at the thought of Sasuke having to be back, its long past a day, absolutely late into the night—who knows for how long he has been back.

I nibbled on my bottom lip again. Sasuke has come to visit three times in the two years he's been out. When Sasuke came back a few months ago he said he wouldn't be coming back for a couple of years and now look at him, he's here. It's odd, I wonder if something had gone wrong?

I place my bags next to the stair case that leads up to the bedrooms.

I have yet to see Sasuke up and around our house; by now, I assume that he is soundly asleep and probably tired. I pushed the door of our bedroom open, and right in front of me is my lover, soundly sleeping in his deep sleep on our bed, with the dark blue cover across his full body as he snuggles into the sheet. It brings a sight that only brings a gentle smile across my lips.

I silently walk over to Sasuke's side of the bed. The hand itself was placed coquette-like on the cheek exposed to me. I bent down so that I could apply a warm, tender kiss to his forehead. I could feel his body easing into the touch of my hand and smiled, because even from a kiss, that feeling had been transmitted to me.

I had just started on the way to the bathroom when, literally only a moment before I could remove my hand from Sasuke's pale cheek, I was holding another hand. Turning back to look, I see Sasuke's weary eyes peering into mine, and I immediately frown in worry.

"Sorry, dear," I murmured quietly, leaning down to look into Sasuke's eye's. "I woke you."

"Don't stress," Sasuke hummed back with a tired sigh.

"'M just going to go have a shower and I'll be right back," I bumbled on, but Sasuke wouldn't let go of my hand. "Are you all right, my dear?"

Sasuke hummed in response, showing he was fine. "I won't be too long, Sasuke," I answered. "But it will take longer if you don't let me go," I added with a soft smile.

I watched Sasuke as he got up slowly, still holding my hand, his head drooping to my stomach for a moment of silence, showing he was tired. My other hand brushed the hair out of his face, and I placed a kiss at the top of his head.

"You wanna come with me?" I had said, and he had nodded his head tiredly against my stomach. "Alright."

"You go ahead, I'll be there in a second," Sasuke mumbled, drawing back from me and looking up at me with those onyx and purple eyes.

"Okay," I smiled softly, and Sasuke released his grip on my hand.

"I figured a bath would be better; you seem really tired," I hummed as I watched Sasuke slump down on the stool beside the bath, leaning his head against the wall.

I let out a sigh and turned back before going to the cabinets under the sink to grab some bath oils and some vanilla scented body soap. "My love," I muttered as I realized just how tired Sasuke is. I had no idea as to why he would be that tired, as the last few times he came back home he seemed normal.

Maybe that's it—something happened to Sasuke, and I just didn't catch it, and now he can't manage. Man, I really am a horrible girlfriend. So stupid.

I rummaged for some facial lotions and serums for myself, but such a funny thought came across my mind. Sasuke won't mind if I apply these things to his face, now would he?

A smile rose to my face, and I saw Sasuke look at me through the mirror, his expression suspicious, and I simply let out a soft giggle. Watched him shake his head and lean it back onto the wall, a small smile on his face. Well, whatever it is I'm doing sure cheers him up.

"Ah, are you hungry, love?" I asked and added salts, oils, and body lotion to the bath.

"Eh, a little bit," Sasuke mumbled.

"That means you are. What would you like for dinner? If we go outside, we could go out to a fancy restaurant. Or I can cook something," I replied sarcastically, adding an eyeroll about his small fib.

"I'll stay in," remarked Sasuke as he stood up. Heck, much to my surprise, he stood behind me, wrapped an arm around my waist, and whispered sulkily against the side of my neck, "Beef tomato curry." I smiled, but of course he couldn't see me. "Okay."

I chuckled softly. "But it's gonna take a couple of minutes. That's fine?"

"Yeah," Sasuke hummed shortly.

"Okay, then. Enter," I said, walking around gently in his arm. "I'm going to start dinner, and then I'll come in with you." Sasuke gave me a soft kiss before pulling away, his hand moving from my waist to cupping my cheek. "Don't be too long," Sasuke mumbled.

"Ten minutes, love," I said. "I just need to slice things and put them in with broth.

Back into the bathroom I went, well ten minutes later, by that time I was pretty good at cutting up a bunch of stuff in a hurry. The door slid open with a soft push, and my eyes landed on Sasuke. He was nearly asleep in the bath; at the sight, a soft smile touched my lips. My tired boy.

I peeled off my ninja clothes and stacked them next to Sasuke's grey sweats, as that was all he was wearing. I put the serums and facial creams on the rim of the bathtub before I slid into the warm water.

In forty five minutes dinner will be ready plus another ten minutes to cook the rice.

And I press myself down over Sasuke's lap and watch him open his eye, with the rim of the Rinnegan just peaking from under his fringe. My hand cups his cheek as I look down at his skin. The condition of his skin feels pretty dry. I had been planning to use my serums and my skincare anyways, but then again, Sasuke had first dibs.

I squeezed some of the serum out onto the tips of my fingers and started applying the thick liquid, brushing over his features, my fingers slipping under his fringe. I knew quite well he didn't like me pushing it up, though his nose scrunched ever so slightly when I did it, which I found rather cute.

"When did you come home?" I asked calmly.

"At about midday," he repeated. "I had hoped you'd be at home."

"I'm sorry, Love. Was out shopping," I replied, and remembered the bags downstairs; I had left them full, not only with groceries but with some new clothes.

I smoothed some of the moisturizing lotion across his face, just marveling at the beauty in front of me—it was just so flawless. "You said you wouldn't be coming back for a while," I said through a mumble, and Sasuke's hand just covered mine over his cheek.

Sasuke sighed before replying, "Nah, I wasn't feeling too well-" "What? Are you sick?" I asked, worried. My other hand went to his forehead, but I found that he did not have a fever and a temperature attack. Sasuke is acting funny. "Well," I went on, "you look tired, Sasuke. Please relax for me."

He nodded once more and began to hum as he clipped his eyes contently while I continued to clean him up. I noticed that he was actually really clean, though his skin is very dry.

"My love?" I asked as Sasuke gently opens his eyes.

"Yeah," he mumbled.

"Did you shower before I got here?"

"I would've done that," Sasuke answered. "I wasn't gonna go in bed dirty, I know how much you don't like the sheets getting dirty too fast."

'Yeah,' I smiled before letting my hands rest soft against the skin about his shoulders and neck. The quiet lasted longer than a few moments, though my lips parted and I asked again, 'Sasuke, why did you come home early? You said—you said you would be gone for a couple of years.

"I missed what home felt like," Sasuke replied and I saw the lump he swallowed in his throat.

My brows furrowed in confusion. "Don't worry, Sasuke. Home will always be here, wherever you go," I murmured, leaning my forehead against his.

"I missed my home," Sasuke repeats and I cupped his cheeks.

My lips ghosted over his as I spoke, "You're home, love."

"I want you to come with me," Sasuke said.

"What?" I said breathlessly.

"I want my home to come with me."

Understanding dawned on me. He wasn't talking about our house; Sasuke was talking about me.

His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, and I let out a small gasp. "I'll come, Sasuke," I hummed as I closed my eyes and let my lips grace his own.

He tasted like frustration and anger, but with an underlying flavor of caramel; peculiarly, that was him.

It is only the lip balm I had put on that had not made his chapped lips hurt.

I was his home, and he was doing all these wanderings, and I don't know where without it—without me.

Something in me just took over, and I kissed him. Really kissed him. I got a little animal groan from him when my tongue slipped on in. His hand moved, tightened around the back of my waist, and drew me inexorably closer into him than I already was.

Pooled heat in my stomach as Sasuke's dick pressed up at my entrance, and I let out a breathless sigh into his mouth before I pulled away. "Let me touch you," I asked as I nipped at the skin below his ear, only leaving subtle red marks in its path.

"You don't have to ask me for anything," moaned Sasuke. "Do what you want."

When they made some kind obscure noises about my thanks, my hands slid down his arms, shoulders, and toned abs. Sasukes head lolled back, leaning against the edge of the bathtub.

"You're s'beautiful," I mumbled in between breaths of me marking up the base of his neck.

His arm tightened further around my waist, and he pressed me down as much as he could to his dick, and I let out a moan against his neck, while Sasuke let out a sigh of content.

"So beautiful."

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Okay, it happened to me once :'D

After many years, she's still my queen ✨️

James and Sirius hang mistletoes at every doorway/entrance, so they have an excuse to kiss Regulus and Remus.

Regulus asks Remus to help him set the table while James and Sirius play with Harry.

As Regulus comes out of the kitchen, Remus runs into him at the entrance

Regulus:

Remus:

Sirius:

James:

Sirius: We didn't think this through

James: No, we did not

Harry: Kiss!

Remus gives Regulus a peck on the forehead

Why do I feel like Levi would use you as an excuse for anything?

"Captain Levi, could you stay behind to watch the cadet—"

"No, my wife caught a cold. I want to be there for her."

First, he always calls you "wife" because, to him, it doesn't matter if you two aren't officially married yet or if you're saving money to get married. You're his wife. This man was devoted to you the second you agreed to go on a date with him. Second, you don't have a cold… you simply sneezed a couple of times that morning.

"Levi, could you stay for the following meeting—"

"No, Y/N is waiting for me back in my chambers, and it's already too late," Levi replied, picking up his stuff from the meeting office's table and interrupting Erwin.

"I'm sure Y/N will understand," Erwin tried to reason, but it seemed like Levi had already stepped outside of the meeting.

"What can I say, Erwin? I'm a good husband. You make your work a priority, and you lose your girl."

"Did you finish that report—"

"I was going to stay up all night, but Y/N insisted I go to bed."

But most importantly, Levi would use you to escape ANY social event that his antisocial soul could.

"Captain! Are you staying for the after-party?" Zackly asked, almost dragging him upstairs.

"No. I'm a taken man, and everyone knows what goes on at those after-parties," Levi groaned, taking off the friendly arm around his shoulder. "I'm going home. I'm going home to my wife."

"I'm sure Y/N will understand. Good wives do."

"You don't know my wife."

While most of the time, you're just a very calm, accepting partner. Levi's life as a captain is already hard, and you don't like to add demands to it. But somehow, he's always early from any event Erwin dragged him to, coming back to be in your arms, to fall asleep as you play with his hair, and finally be able to catch some rest. You don't mind it… but you have to admit it caught you off guard when a higher-up asked you to give Levi some freedom.

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I MEANT SENKU WHY DID IT AUTO CORRECT TO DENNIS

no but Gen too senku and Gen are both the types to do that but with differing levels of whininess and sarcasm

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OOOOOH

———

Senku loves sassing his S/O

He’d be working on something in the lab and S/O would walk in and greet him

“Hey. Oh you look cute today.”

He’d side eye S/O before looking back at his project. He’d talk with that cocky ass tone.

“Aren’t you supposed to think I’m cute everyday? I’m your boyfriend.”

“What-“

“You said I look cute TODAY.”

“Senku, seriously?”

“I’m just saying. Saying today implies I look awful the other days.”

“I’m not having this debate with you again.”