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my love for lovelies, my heart is beating for you (yes, you)

[ilylovelyz]

gen බㅤ ♬ ᪇ꫭ

모든 do's and don'ts, 지루해 이젠 다

빗자룰 타고 날아 볼래 (look at me)

두려워하진 마 다치진 않아

My life is waiting for you (yes, you)

거울 속 날 보고 웃는 그녀 (hakuna matata)

My heart is beating for you (yes, you)

No more fairy tale

밤은 tic-tak-tic-tak (ring my heart)

—written with love

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 19 years of being lovely

i do not write for male!reader or anything with animals.

this is a dark!blog — proceed with caution.

fandoms

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ stray kids. (no longer writing)

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ jujutsu kaisen.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ haikyuu. (no longer writing)

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ attack on titan.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ demon slayer.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ my hero academia.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ call of duty.

requests are open [april 2026)

[ilylovelyz]

I GRADUATEDDD 👩‍🎓

[ilylovelyz]

"would you like to pray with me?" is a line you've said to levi many, many times over the years. it's one of the first things he's noticed about you, your devotion to god. when he was younger and harsher, he would've rolled his eyes at you—pray? seriously? you're asking an evil man, whose hands are lathered in blood, the devil himself must knows him by name, the bastard of a prostitute, to pray with you?

but now, he prepares tea as you close your eyes, and breathe. rosary inbetween your fingers, whispering softly your words to the lord. he doesn't raise an eyebrow at you anymore, he silently sips tea instead, counting down every second of the five minutes you dedicate before bed every night to pray.

it's become a part of his routine. you still invite him to pray with you, but never does he feel pressured to, and so he doesn't. and you don't mind. that's the beauty of your relationship, neither of you chase the other, but instead meet halfway. you pray for his soul and levi makes you a tea prepared down to every sugar cube to your liking. an equilibrium that comes naturally, it's beautiful. those five minutes of each day don't last forever, but he wishes they could.

today is a day like no other. the afternoon sun shines in through the blinds, capturing levi so warmly and serenely that if you were here you would've most definitely paused to admire him boldly like you always did. "everyone deserves to feel loved," you said to him once.

there is no tea prepared. in front of him your bible sits closed on the coffetable, your rosary messily strewn about. levi sits on the couch, hunched over as the weight of it all sits on his shoulders. his fingers fumble nervously. his mind ruminates over what the doctors told him. "irreparable damage," and "you need to start preparing for the worst."

levi looks up, making eye contact with the cross that decorates the wall. two intersecting lines is all that he sees, but something so harmless seems to mock him. some beads on string call him, his scarred hands feel empty and twitchy.

levi thinks, as he reaches forward, picking up your rosary inbetween his fingers, clutching them close to his chest, he is uttery helpless. humanity's strongest soldier, and yet he couldn't protect his closest ally.

so levi gets down on his knees, rosary in his hands, forehead touching the floor as tears burn at his waterline. if he prays today, will you live tomorrow?

[m7ku]

NSFW HCS + my personal Armin sex headcanons. Everyone always thinks he’s too sweet to be hardcore like this. Please, that boy is nasty. I am an absolute whore for mean Armin.

CONTENT WARNINGS + afab reader, smut, mature language, explicit adult content, general submissive/dominant behavior, teasing, heavy degradation, squirting, implied creampie, condescending behavior, dirty talk, overstimulation, toxicity, orgasm denial, fwbs

TAGS: @whotfsjay @shamviholic @bakugosgorl @levisjinchuriki @yesv01 @liliorsstuff-blog @dttouper @luvjiro @raneyday @ravereina @i-literally-cant-with-this @hehehehesthings @chocoyanchan @hinata7346 @r0ckst4rjk @d4ddies-wh0re @ploylulla @doestalker @jottositto @getousrep

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Dirty talk. Armin’s genius makes him toxic and condescending, nearly dangerous. He could never be considered soft. When the two of you are in public, he’ll put his arm around you and smile so sweetly. Armin seems like the sweetest boyfriend but behind closed doors, he’s a completely different person. He’s a monster. “So good.” You whine as his heavy balls slap against your ass with every thrust. He tsks at you, so easy to please it’s kind of annoying. He’s barely fucking you. Wants to laugh at how fucking easy you are. “You think that’s so good?” He mimics you. “You’re about to feel my dick in your chest, bitch.” Armin scoffs, slamming into you even harder.

Overstimulation. You’re a mess of whines, beyond overstimulated from cumming like five times. Soon enough, you’re crying and telling him that you can’t take anymore. “But didn’t you promise me that you would always take me when I wanted you to? Promised that you’d always be my perfect little fuckhole, didn’t you?” His tone is so innocent, so sweet, but his words are fucking filthy. Your bedroom fills with the sounds of his cock drilling into your sopping wetness. You can hardly answer him, the world fading and your vision going white. Armin huffs as he gets irritated with your overreacting. He’s not even fucking you as hard as he could be. He’s actually giving you more mercy than you deserve. “Shut the fuck up and take this dick like a good girl.” He coos in your ear, dick not stopping for even a second and not daring to give you a break.

Eye contact. Whether he’s got you on your knees or bent in front of your bedroom mirror, Armin will weave his long fingers through your hair and force your head up to look him in the eyes. “Look at me.” Your knees bruise and your throat is burning as he fucks into your mouth, no regard for the fact that you can’t fucking breathe. All Armin is thinking about is his own pleasure right now. Sorry, not fucking sorry. “I want your pupils on my pupils.” He yanks on your hair to keep your head in place, a perfectly compliant hole for him. The way that you listen without a single thought of your own crossing your thoughts is exactly what Armin likes in a lover. He’ll think plenty for the both of you. You just stick to being his hole.

Toxicity. Armin grips your arm with more force than he should. You yelp in pain but he ignores your protests. “Slut.” He curses. How dare someone like you try to outsmart him? “Nothing but a slut with no self-awareness.” Anticipation crawls up your skin. So what if you were enjoying attention from another guy? That’s all it was. Just a little harmless attention. He’s acting like you were the one flirting. Armin pulls you into the closest secluded space and shoves you harshly against the locked door. He yanks your panties down and rolls his eyes that they’re already wet. Shameless fucking bitch. “Maybe if I make a housewife out of you, you won’t have time to be such a slut.”

Pet names. Armin has never once called you baby or sweetie. Fuck, why would he? You’re not fucking sweet. He’s more likely to call you his whore or bitch, especially when he’s got his cock stroking deep inside of you. “Always turn into such a mess for me so fucking fast. That’s my bitch.” You moan out, feeling his tip kiss at your cervix with every thrust. Your jaw goes slack, drool running down your chin to stain the fabric beneath you as he fucks you deep into the mattress. “My cock is fucking you stupid, isn’t it?” He chuckles, grip on the back of your neck punishingly strong.

Orgasm denial. Armin is such a cunt to you sometimes. You moan deeply as you feel him hitting your soft spot, waves of pleasure giving you goosebumps. Armin cums fast, filling you up but he pulls out before you get the chance to mirror his actions. “What did I do wrong?” You stutter, hopelessly confused and rewinding the last few minutes in your head to figure out what you deserved to not be allowed to cum with him. “Nothing, Y/N.” Armin leans down to observe his seed spilling out of you and relishes the look of astonishment on your clueless fucking face. He’s not lying. There’s really no particular reason. He just likes to fuck with you.

Friends with benefits. You guys really aren’t friends. Armin would never consider a slut like you his friend. Before he gave you his mark, you were using that whorish body of yours to fuck anything with a swing between it’s legs. And as condescending as the genius can be sometimes, he likes to remind you that a hole like you isn’t even worthy of being his friend. “Don’t you dare send me another friend request, bitch.” He yanks on your ponytail and rolls his eyes at you as he passes you in the emptying hallway.

Squirting (kind of). If he has a bad day, Armin isn’t in his usual headspace that he’s in when he fucks you. A bad day can humble him pretty quickly. He gets between your legs and kitten licks at your clit, not even sure why he’s being so nice to you. He thinks that maybe he just needs to use you as escapism – not a tool. “You gonna give me your cum, pretty girl?” Blue eyes hit your fucked out gaze and his words send vibrations up your puffy clit. All you can do is nod. You don’t want him to have bad days or anything but when he’s too tired to play his usual games, that’s when you have the most fun. “Down my throat.” He suckles harshly. “Now.”

[nalasoskunk]

mdni!husband jean x femreader head canons!

cw!⪼ heavy smut, breeding kink, panty stuffing, possessiveness, rough sex, creampie, spanking, gagging, praise/degradation, mirror sex

background⪼ you and jean got married young after you got pregnant with your daughter. the relationship was passionate but toxic — jean’s jealousy and temper clashed with your stubbornness. after years of fighting, you divorced two years ago. he’s still an amazing dad though. you have shared custody of your 6 year old daughter. she spends half the week with jean and half with you and your new fiancé (her stepdad). everyone pretends it’s civil for her sake… but jean never stopped claiming what’s his.

👀👀🐴

jean as your ex husband “acts”

jean as your ex husband still shows up unannounced at your place knowing exactly how to get you weak

jean as your ex husband bends you over the kitchen counter the second your daughter is asleep upstairs and spanks you red for “moving on too fast”

jean as your ex husband pins you down and fucks you while staring into your eyes, reminding you no one will ever stretch his favorite pussy like he does

jean as your ex husband is still stupidly possessive and leaves fresh hickeys all over your tits and neck so your fiancé sees them the next day

jean as your ex husband stuffs your soaked panties in your mouth to keep you quiet while he rails you on the couch you used to share

jean as your ex husband has insane stamina and fucks you through multiple orgasms until you’re crying and promising you still belong to him

jean as your ex husband spreads your legs wide open and watches his cock ruin the mother of his child

jean as your ex husband goes feral eating you out on the bed you now share with your fiancé, tongue fucking you like he owns you

jean as your ex husband always cums deep inside you and plugs you with his fingers after, whispering “keep my load in you when you go back to him”

jean as your ex husband pulls your hair from behind and growls “you’re still my wife when you’re taking my cock like this”

jean as your ex husband fucks you in front of the mirror so you can see how much better you look getting fucked by him

jean as your ex husband sneaks into your room while your daughter’s stepdad is downstairs and makes you ride his face

jean as your ex husband teases your clit under the table at your daughter’s soccer games, smirking when you try not to moan

jean as your ex husband mixes praise and degradation while pounding you, calling you his good little cheating slut and the best mom to his daughter

jean as your ex husband is addicted to filling you up and sending you home leaking his cum so your fiancé unknowingly helps raise whatever comes next

jean as your ex husband loves waking you up in the middle of the night with his cock already buried inside you (somno mention..?👀)

jean as your ex husband uses his size against you, pinning you down easily and making you feel tiny while he destroys you

jean as your ex husband gets off on you calling him “daddy” again when he’s balls deep, especially when your fiancé is in the other room

jean as your ex husband is into light choking, wrapping his big hand around your throat while he whispers how you’ll always be his

jean as your ex husband secretly records you creaming on his cock so he can watch it later when he’s missing his wife

you as jeans ex wife..last month you found out you’re pregnant again… and you haven’t let your fiancé touch you in over two months. deep down you already know exactly whose baby it is. jean figured it out the second he saw the test in your trash can during one of his late-night visits. now every time he fucks you he presses his hand on your barely-there bump and whispers “this one’s definitely mine too… guess you’ll never really be rid of me, huh wife?

(plot twist..?) are we surprised tho..

fin🏁

a/n: jean my original bd🤤🤤 omg i love aot ic like write and speak about it for hoursss🤤🤤🐴🐴

[vilintciay]

" Ohh mmfp- FUCK..! Waka- TOSHI!.. Ahgg- God-."

Your eyes rolled back to the back of your skull, drool seeping out from the corner of your mouth. Above you was Ushijima Wakatoshi, ruthlessly pounding into you from behind, keeping both your arms pinned behind your back with a grip of a single hand as he pressed you further and further into the mattress from how hard he was fucking you stupid.

Your head laid turned to the side, cheek pressed up on cushion below as you gazed up at him with your ass in the air, stood and displayed all for him to bury his thick cock balls deep inside your tight, sloppy wet cunt.

"Ahhg- mnpff- mm- yeah! Ohh fuuckk! Yes, yes, right there!"

You mewled and cried out with pleasure, moaning and whining under him while his expression stood the same. A stoic and blank face with dark and lust filled eyes taking up each bounce and jiggle of your tits, ass, and thighs whenever he'd pull out his thick cock out of your tight cunt, plunging back in hard and rough. Grunting only occasionally.

You were out of it. So fucking out of it that you didn't even notice the sound of your apartment's door opening, light shuffling coming from the living room as someone called out a greeting. But it didn't reach you. Too fucked up and cock drunk that you could only focus on the way his hand would lift in the air to land a harsh and almost skin-tearing smack on your ass, squealing with delight as pain mixed with pleasure, stomach twisting tighter and tighter.

Your orgasm was building up fast, so fast you could barely catch up with your own breathing, slowly coming undone beneath him as you writhe, screaming out his name so loud you weren't surprised if you'd get at least 10 noise complaints from your neighbors. Oh wait.. that's right. This wasn't your house.

With a full body shudder, you felt the knot in your stomach completely burst, squeezing down hard on his pulsing cock as you squirted all over him and the bed below before slumping over and panting. What was I thinking of again?

Oh right, this wasn't my house. This... Wasn't my house?

... Oh. Right. It was his house. But only I didn't live here anymore.

It was only then you'd snap out of your daze, the door to the bedroom opening, your head snapping to look over at the door way. There stood a familiar woman, looking dumbfounded.

"Babe..?"

You were now his ex-girlfriend after all.

[ilylovelyz]

pretty sure simon is also pro monarchy no? in his comics he said he joined the military for "queen and country" if i remember correctly

[ilylovelyz]

the hottest thing ive ever seen in person was when me and my ex bf were together once i was giving him a handjob and he came so hard that his cum shot all the way to his own face—he basically gave himself his own facial it was so hot

and thats how i learned i like to dominate men

[ilylovelyz]

simon is kinda a weird boyfriend.

he's a typical military male. mean, blunt, and cold. he's not much for pda with his love, it's not that he's ashamed of you or anything, but at most he holds your hand if you ask him. he's ghost—he has a reputation to uphold!

so no, you can't take photos of him in your girly bed that has a concerning amount of plushies and the softest, pinkest blankets he's ever had the pleasure of sleeping with, and you can't call him baby or a childish petname that isn't si or my love because he's a grown man pushing into his mid thirties almost forties and he doesn't want his teammates to think he's a sissy.

he wouldn't hear the end of it if his teammates knew that he sleeps best with his head on your chest and your arms wrapped around him like mother and son, protecting him from the cold, dark world. society expects him to be dominating and masculine. in the barracks at night, his teammates often ask him for deets on how he fucks his woman back home, but truth be told when they ask, his mind only thinks about how hard he cums inside of you when he makes love to you deep and slow, suckling on your breasts with your hands dragging deliciously up and down his back, soothing him until he's nothing but a trembling and whimpering mess—so instead he tells them to go fuck themselves.

in public, you'll whine and complain when he declines your offer to hold him, so he lets you steal a kiss or two as compensation. however, simon has a tiny dilemma when it comes to you. he may act cold and unaffected, but deep in his heart he's an absolute sucker for your attention and praise. once he got ahold of you, it's like he became addicted to this thing that people like you call love—your love.

so when you pull away, balance flat on your feet, simon stares down at you with round gleaming eyes that tell you everything that he can't say. please, more.

and you deliver, because your simon gives you all you want and he deserves to receive the same treatment. you get back on your tippy toes and press your soft lips against his, to which he instantly responds with pressing his against yours. he knows he said only a kiss, but his hands seem to have a mind of their own as one of them cup the back of your head, not giving you the chance to step away.

the kiss gets more wild than he anticipated. in the back of his mind, as he flicks his tongue against your bottom lip, he wonders where his sense of control went, but his eyes are already glazing over and soon the kiss turns into a sloppy thing, saliva threatening to spill from the corner of his mouth as you absolutely ravage your boyfriend.

there's many people around the two of you, giving disapproving faces as you... ruin him. he feels destroyed. weak. this is not how it's supposed to be. he's the one meant to press you into the wall, groping you, but no, you're the one who is cupping the bulge in his pants without a care in the world, parting from him just to whisper "you like that, baby?" before you're back crashing your lips against his, to which he nastily groans at.

he's a blushing mess, eyes glossy and chest heaving as he pants into the kiss. he lets you nip at his lips and draw blood, lets you drink him up until you pull away suddenly with a lewd pop!, licking his saliva off your lips as you look at him with a mischievous smirk, satisfied at the sight of your boyfriend, usually composed and as stoic as stone, now an absolute mess; pink in the cheeks and sucking on his own bottom lip from shyness, his hands fumbling with the hem of your shirt.

there's a familar look in his eyes again.

more.

[ilylovelyz]

i graduate in two weeks guys im so excitedddd

[ilylovelyz]

would you guys laugh at me if i said the simon i envision has blonde hair thats a grown-out variant of the standard military buzz cut that tends to be usually a lil bit (tw brad pratt) spiky bc he just looks a mess like that at times 🫤

maybe look a lil something like this too

[ilylovelyz]

me when cod fandom tries to dumb down simon into an emotionless, detached and basically soulless "dark romance" man

like nooo bro the mask serves as a metaphorical shield that hides his identity both physically and mentallyyyyyy hes def full of pent up emotion and desires 😞

[ilylovelyz]

my last week in school before finals... i need to find strength to do my makeup and look pretty and leave with swag

[ilylovelyz]

chat is this real

[ilylovelyz]

my personal headcannons on the tf141 sexualities

john price : so straight he's lowkey homophobic. he's an older man, a white man too, so there's a little bit of conservatism within his soul

simon riley : straight. kinda like john, but he's dirtier and more unhinged; when it comes to long missions in foreign countries and theres a nearby brothel with a bunch of twink men with tan skin and small waists... a hole is a hole...

john mactavish : to everyone he's straight and loves a piece of fat women ass but he's secretly down low. sometimes he seeks out men, sometimes women. he loves the art of sex, he loves women down to his core, but he loves the thrill that comes with having sex with a man despite his occupation and reputation.

kyle garrick : straight.

tell me your opinions and headcannons <3

[ilylovelyz]

only like 20 more days until graduation im literally withering away

[ilylovelyz]

ugh I just saw that 'dont expect everybody to be nice in the comments' comment and like... so annoying keep your head up queen we love your work, I'd square up through the screen if I'd need to xoxo

lol im not bothered bro just looks corny to me 😭 bros a keyboard warrior if hes that miserable and radiating off his toxicity in comment sections he should just kill himself to spare everyone else the trouble from his negativity