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jj-one · 1 month

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STRAY KIDS + POSSESSIVENESS ! 🩹 ⋅˚₊ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

this is smut, do not interact if under 18

pairing: dom!skz x sub!fem!reader, established relationship, husband!changbin bc why not ? genre/tags: smut, angst, fluff (tbh it's only changbin's part), jealousy, exhibitionism, voyeurism, lots of degradation, mentions of crying, marking, manhandling, bondage play, piv, unprotected s*x (do not try this at home kids), public s*x, rough s*x, fingering, nipple play, oral (f & m receiving), t*tty slapping, multiple orgasms, edging, choking, bulge kink, slight breeding kink… am not mentally ok for writing any of this words: 3.4k

**old repost from my deleted blog

BANG CHAN. His patience was a level of no other. The man just watched you flirt with his friend and didn’t mutter a single word. All the while you kept boasting about how good Changbin’s muscles looked and the movement of his biceps were leaving you in complete amusement.

Pissed off doesn’t begin to describe what he’s feeling right now. He clears his throat,

“Are we done y/n? I think it’s time we head home now.”

The tone of his voice was cold, icy like a winter storm.

The lump in your throat was stuck. You knew how much in deep shit you were for this and his silence was the main indicator.

You could feel his piercing eyes on you the whole time.

It wasn’t long before you’d end up in this position. Both arms were locked above your head by his strong hands. The tight grip he kept around your wrists was definitely going to leave some bruising.

“You’re such a dumb slut. Did all this just to get me like this huh?” His cock hitting your walls aggressively as you spasm and shake under him.

“All this to get me to fuck you the like the dumb little cockwhore you are?” He growled, “can Changbin fuck you like this?”

His pace was relentless. His cock stretching you open with each deep thrust. His harsh words cutting into you like a dagger. Your mind was blank, head full of Chan’s cock. You had to answer him though, or else he will stop.

“N-no Chan only y-yours… only you can fuck me like this!”

A smirk creeps up his face from your quavering voice. He leans forward, his lips brush over yours as if almost to kiss you but doesn’t.

“I own you y/n. Only I get to have to you, understood?”

All you feel is his cock slamming into you. The slapping sounds becoming a melody of a beat, your heart was racing a mile a minute.

“Understood.”

LEE KNOW. He hates when you act out in public. The way you tease him and get him riled up, knowing he can’t do anything about it. It gave you sense of power, you had the upper hand— for now.

You were wearing the shortest mini skirt possible, it barely covered your bum and you could feel a cool breeze slip through your crevices. You kept walking in front of him, swaying your little hips side to side, letting him watch you bend down to pick things up as he sneaks a peak under your skirt. The sight of the pink lace thong you wore was enough to make him grab you by the arm and yank you into a public restroom nearby.

Before you know it, you’re being devoured by your boyfriend. Sitting on the counter of the sink whilst he was below you, giving you a gaze that could snatch your soul. His digits sunk into your dripping cunt as he swipes his tongue across your slit. Your skirt was still on but pushed up slightly, your thong was also moved to the side.

“I can’t believe you’d go out like this and expect me not to control myself.” He rises up momentarily.

“You do this on purpose, knowing I don’t want other people looking at you.”

He laps up your juices and coats it with his face, scissoring you open with his fingers.

“Fuck… I wore this for you Minho— w-wanted to look pretty for you.” Your eyes were tightly shut, feeling the euphoria as you were close to your orgasm.

He abruptly pulled his fingers out of you, thrusting your hips in the air now, you whine for stimulation.

“Will you be a good girlfriend for me and cum on my tongue kitten? I want you to scream as loud for me as you can, I don’t care who hears it.” Minho was dead serious. He doesn’t care you both are in a public restroom and there’s people casually walking by. He wants everyone to know you are his.

You nod and agree to be on your best behavior for him. You know he will most likely reward you for this in the end.

“I promise, I’ll be a good girl Minho.”

Feeling your body heat surge as he inched closer to your core, pressing his tongue at your entrance. He tongue fucks you viciously while never breaking his eye contact with you.

Feeling yourself come undone from the surreal pleasure, all you want is to feel your release.

You thrash and moan as you cream on Minho’s tongue, your legs felt like jello when you climax. You let out multiple gasps for air, feeling as though you just ran a marathon.

Minho hasn’t left between your legs yet, his face still in a headlock. He wasn’t quite finished with you just yet.

“You can give me one more, right kitten?”

CHANGBIN. Being a newlywed couple felt like a fairytale dream come true. He felt incredibly lucky to have you as his wife and doesn’t stop reminding you how happy he is. He’d shower you with a beacon of compliments that would melt your heart each and every time.

You went on another vacation right after the honeymoon and it felt like paradise. That was up until a small incident occurred, it happened when you were at the pool with your husband. One of the pool goers at the resort couldn’t keep their eyes off you. You wore a sexy one piece that had cut-out details on the sides to show off your waist but you wore a sheer cover up over it.

Changbin noticed straight away the eyes that were glued to you, the eyes that were glued to his precious wife. He was livid. Almost causing a scene, he went up to the perverted man that was eye fucking you and gave him a piece of his mind. In utter disbelief of what was unfolding in front of you, you go up to Changbin to calm him down and get him to stop before he ends up actually doing something he’ll regret. His face burned crimson from anger but the sound of your voice brought him back to reality.

Things were much better in private now. Much better. Sitting on your husband’s lap in the jacuzzi bathtub felt so relaxing, his hands roamed your naked body as he placed chaste kisses all over you. He stopped at your neck to give it more attention, nibbling on a sensitive spot that made you sink right into his form. Moaning softly whilst his hands prance down to your back.

“I want to shield the rest of the world from you, only I get to gawk at my gorgeous wife.” Changbin says possessively, looking at you once he comes up from your neck.

You nod in agreement, “they can look but can’t touch!”

“No, they can’t even look, all of this is mine, mine, mine.” He plants a kiss to your cheek as his hand creeps down to your core. He prods your hole with a single digit, entering you with ease. You let out a soft moan as you part your lips slightly, bucking your hips forward. He pumps his finger into your wetness as he looks deeply into your eyes, nothing but burning desire in his pupils. He brings his thumb to your clit and rubs it in a steady motion, your swollen nub feeling overstimulated from his touch.

“This is just the beginning my love, I’m not done with you until the sun comes up.” He whispered in your ear as he drags his tongue against your earlobe. In just the jacuzzi alone, he’s made you cum several times from his fingers. Oh how those magical fingers always do wonders on you..

HYUNJIN. The room was pitch black, your vision completely impaired from the blindfold attached to your head. Your hands were bound to each other, behind your back being tied by a thick rope. You had nowhere to go and the room was pure silence, naked and touch starved, you whine for Hyunjin to do something but you were met with no answer. He was standing over you on the bed but you were unaware of any of your surroundings.

The man finally spoke, “This is what happens when you try and make daddy jealous.”

You can feel his hot breath on your neck, the sensation making you crave him even more.

Hyunjin was always the possessive type, was constantly in need of reassurance if he felt his ego was being bruised. This was situation was no different, he needed to remind you that he was the one who owned you.

He brought finger to your perked nipple, gently dragging it across to tease you a bit. A white-hot charge sent through your body as you finally felt his touch. Dripping in a puddle of your own slick from the dirty thoughts racing in your mind, he continues lightly tracing your hardened nipples; eliciting low moans from you.

Your senses were heightened from the way you weren’t able to see anything, any little touch from him making you squeal from shock.

“You like this don’t you?” He says in a condescending tone, he belittles you some more. “So pathetic, look at you. Can’t do anything but take it, so fucking helpless.”

Hyunjin loved seeing how weak you become under him, the power dynamic being completely imbalanced right now. All you could do was moan out for him, practically begging him to do more but you know he’s going to take his time with you.

“Gonna make you squirt all over this bed for me.” He says, “Won’t stop until I have you screaming and begging for mercy, which I will never give you.”

The smirk on his face was devilish, he was conjuring up the perfect plan to ruin you indefinitely.

“Hyunjin, please fuck me… please.” You push your thighs together to feel some friction but Hyunjin gets mad at this action instantly.

He brings a harsh slap to your left tit, making you jump up a bit but your body couldn’t move properly from being tied up. Your legs went back to it’s original position, spread open for him so he can get a glimpse of your dripping cunt.

“Don’t ever tell me what to do, I make the rules now.” He palms your breast and kneads it excessively.

“You are my property.”

HAN. If jealousy was a disease Han would be the first one to catch it. He really loves yet hates the fact that he has such a smoking hot girlfriend that everyone wants. He knew it wasn’t going to be easy dating you but the way some of these other guys would look at you was about to become his villain origin story.

You were so oblivious to anyone who attempted to flirt with you, you only had eyes for your man but it was hard to convince Han otherwise. The pizza delivery guy complimented how pretty you looked and when you handed him the money to pay for the food, you accidentally gave him a ten dollar bill instead of a twenty, he didn’t even care he just smiled and continued talking to you.

That’s when Han knew he had to butt in, he was listening from the couch and he knew he shouldn’t have let you be the one to answer the door. Quickly he comes up to you to wrap his arms behind you, keeping you in a tight hold as the pizza guy looks mortified now.

“You can leave now,” Han says to him in a harsh tone, “We have important business to take care of!”

Slamming the door in his face now, Han comes up from behind you to take the pizza box out of your hands to place it on the table. Soon after, a heavy make out session between you would ensue.

As your naked bodies entangled one another, you feel yourself cinching around his cock from each inch as he slides it in. Your breath instantly coming to a halt as the end of his cock crashed into your cervix. He moves with his ass up in the air as he buries his length deep inside you, the squelching sound of your wet pussy making him see stars.

“Fuck… so fucking tight for me.” Han says sounding pussydrunk off the way you feel around him.

You fall into a frenzy as he pumps his length into you harder, pounding into you like no tomorrow. The bulge of his cock could be seen inside you, moving in and out of you intensely. Grinding your hips to match his pace, you rub your clit to feel more stimulation.

“You’re so fucking hot my God…” He cooed, tiny beads of sweat now forming on the sides of his face. “Your pussy was made for me and me only…”

“Only I can make you feel this good.”

FELIX. He felt sick to his stomach whenever he saw someone else looking at you. The way people would look at you in public when he was with you made him feel beyond disrespected. This is exactly why he doesn’t bring you anywhere because his fragile little ego will be crushed as soon as another person laid their eyes on you. He couldn’t deal with it anymore, he just had to do something about it.

You were at a public park but the park was so big that it was easy to hide and go unseen behind some bushes.

Felix brought you to a secluded area and told you get on your back, you do as he says and he looks at you with the most evil grin on his face.

“I’m going to fuck you so dumb right here, right now.” Felix says in a raspy deep voice, “I will let everyone exactly know who’s bitch you are.”

You gulp once you feel his hands all over you, you wore a black slip dress which drove him absolutely mad.

“Gonna make you pay for getting me worked up like this.” You felt so small when he spoke like this to you, the sticky mess in your panties was only growing as you feel his hands go up your thigh.

“Too stunned to speak sweetheart?” He asks, giving you an alluring yet mischievous smile. You have no idea what this man has for you in store.

“N-no, I can speak-“

“Shut up.” He quickly cuts you off from saying more. “I’m the one talking right now, you sit back and take what I’m going to give you.”

You did exactly as you were told and lay back for him. He quickly unzips his pants and frees his cock from his boxers. You look at the red tip of his angry cock, the sight of his raging erection was enough to make you feel a tingling sensation in your heat. His cock would plunge into you nice and slow but once he bottoms out he’ll quickly pick up his pace, fucking into you menacingly. He brought a hand to your neck and squeezed the shaft of it tightly, you gasp for air as he choked you but it wasn’t unbearable. You close your eyes to the feeling, letting yourself be fully immersed into him. Each thrust he gave you felt like bliss as he roughly held onto your hip, fucking you like a complete maniac.

“Gonna dump all my cum into your slutty little body,” Felix continued,“you’re my fuck toy, only I get to use you.”

SEUNGMIN. Usually something like this would never get to him. However, today was different, very different. Seungmin almost went ballistic when he found out that some guy asked for your number while you were out shopping at the supermarket. He often goes everywhere with you but you were getting off work and went straight to the store to grab some things for dinner. That’s when it happened and you told Seungmin as soon as you got home. You thought he’d just laugh it off but he frowned, disproving of that guy’s actions.

“What a loser,” Seungmin says in an annoyed tone, “when they will learn to just leave you the hell alone?”

He wanted you all to himself, if he could lock you up forever and throw away the key, he probably would. Only letting you out when he tells you you can.

“They can try all they want Minnie but I know I belong to you at the end of the day.” You bring your arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him and he kisses you back passionately.

“Want you to say it for me again, who’s pussy does this belong to?” Seungmin was now relentlessly pumping two fingers in you.

“Y-yours Seungmin… yours!” You could barely get a coherent word out of your mouth.

“And who makes you feel the best?”

He wasn’t letting up on making sure you know that you fully belonged to him. “We can do this all day princess… I’m not going to stop until I’m satisfied.”

This was his fifth time edging you at this point, leaving you on the verge of an orgasm but would pull his fingers out once he notices your chest floating up. He’s being so evil to you right now, as if you it was your fault for what had happened in the supermarket.

“You, only y-you! You’re the best at making me feel so good!” You babble as he rapidly moves his fingers in and out of your gaping hole.

“That’s my good little girl, now keep taking my fingers and I’ll reward you soon okay?”

JEONGIN. “You’re such a filthy slut, you know that?” The motion of needy hips were bucking into you. Your head was kept in place, completely still, on your knees and on the verge of tears from your boyfriend’s words.

You knew why you were in this predicament right now. This was all your fault and you did it all for this exact reason.

You wanted to see Jeongin’s reaction to saying you think Felix was hot. You know he wouldn’t take that comment lightly since that was one of his best friends. You wanted to see how far you could test his limits.

“You wanna fuck my friends huh?” He grabs you by the hair and furrows his eyebrows to regain more focus onto you.

You couldn’t speak, all you could do was shake your head around him as he shoved his cock further down your throat.

“Can’t even talk with your mouth full of cock, what a dumb little whore you are.”

His cock hitting the back of your uvula, causing you to make a gagging noise. Streaks of saliva creep from the sides your mouth, the messy scenery underneath him was a heavenly sight indeed. You moan while sucking his cock, the vibrations making the hairs on the back of his neck rise up. He throws his head back and keeps a tight hold on your hair, gripping you with everything he had. He thrusts his hard length into you viciously, the gurgling noises you were making whilst he fucks your face sounds harmonic to him.

“Shit…think I’m gonna cum soon” he muttered, letting out a groan as he kept pushing your face into his cock. “Yeah… just like that fuck… that’s it.”

A stream of tears came running down your face as you continued. You can feel his veiny cock twitch against your tongue as you felt hot spurts of cum fill you up now. You swallow each and every drop and milk him clean like the good girl you were. Opening your mouth wide to show it was empty he grins viciously and taps his dick against your tongue.

“You’re the biggest fucking slut…” He pants heavily.

“My biggest slut.”

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kooqitas · 2 months

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— need to deserve ★ with: jjk!

#pairings: jjk X reader

#synopsis: you are willing to do anything to cum

#tags: pwp, sex, rough sex, cockslut, rough sex, spanking, spit, vaginal sex, degradation, humiliation, orgasm denial, orgasm play, feetkink (you use his feet!), idk i just wanna write something hot

🌸 . . nsfw, +18 |

🌴 english isn’t my first language, so be patient :)

’to cum on my dick need to deserve, and i think you won’t deserves that’’

‘’jungkook, please’’ you scream, crying because you really need cum, that was all too much.

it was the second or third time he stopped right when you were going to cum, it was frustrating you

‘’please? now you can say ‘please’? you are pathetic!’’ he spit on you, literally! ‘’and i still fuck this hole until i feel satisfied’’

‘’please let me cu, i do anything’’

‘’anything? including let me eat this asshole, hm?’’

‘’yes! so, please, let me cum’’

he laughed, removing completely his dick of you.

‘’i don’t know, i can found a hole in everywhere, why i choose just you’’

‘’jungkook, pleaseeee’’ you moaning, sounding like a plea, in that situation you would let jungkook fuck any hole of yours, you just wanted him.

and he knows that! he gives a slap on your face, spit on you again, laugh for the way you are.

‘’just that? you really think that one ‘please’ give me fuck you? c’mon girl, if you want you need ask, but better.’’

‘’jungkook, i really need to cum, fuck, please’’

‘’so boring, what type of slut you are?’’

‘’your!’’ you answered.

‘’oh no, with this pathetic way you really think that is mine?’’

‘’to be honest, jungkook, if you won’t like me, you won’t be here’’

oh, yes, mostly, you are a sub, you really were a good sub, but sometimes pushing back was necessary…

‘’you’re right, so i cum… i cum in this pussy, my pussy, right?’’

‘’only your’’

so his put his cock in you again, and for the fifth or sixth time in this night, his spit on you, when fuck your pussy.

‘’in a while you won't be of any use anymore, this hole is getting wide open, i like tight whores’’

‘’y-your di-dick opened m-me’’

‘’of course is my dick, or my slut is giving her cunt for other guys… or girls?’’

‘’no… just you’’

‘’is this needy hole just for me?’’ you agree.

he still fucking you, pinching your nipples and spanking you every time his cock entered in you again.

‘’noooo, jungkook nooo’’ you scream. ‘’please, let me cum, please. anything.’’

jungkook got up, sitting at the foot of the bed, you didn't even understand what he was doing there.

‘’how muh you want cum, baby?’’

oh, no! you know that tone of voice.

‘’do you anything? really?’’

you knew that 'anything' excluded what you had talked about before and one of you had refused, so you weren't afraid to agree

‘’yes! anything, so let me cum, please’’

‘’ride on my feet!”

‘’on your face?’’

‘’has the cock you received affected your hearing? sit on my fucking feet!’’

the reality is that you were so desperate that you didn't even think, you placed your pussy against jungkook's foot, moaning at the cold contact.

‘’really a cockslut! but only one hole is not enough for me! suck my dick when you ride, whore!’’

and you obeyed, of course you obeyed.

jungkook didn't give up, pulling your hair and pushing his foot more and more against you, it was so humiliating to moan on top of your foot with his cock in your mouth, but damn, it felt so good

and you came right there on his foot, specifically when he pressed his thumb against your entrance, making your wet pussy swallow his finger.

but you didn't stop riding, you knew you couldn't.

and he ended up cumming again when, as he came in your mouth, he put his thumb in your asshole, the finger without any lubrication entering you gave a mix of pain and pleasure that only jungkook would know how to tease

‘’at least this one is still tight, we'll have to play with it now’’

and then he pulled you by your hair, throwing you doggy style on the bed.

you knew the night was just beginning

#bts x reader #bts x you #bts smut #bts x fem!reader #bts x y/n #jk #jungkook x oc #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook smut #jungkook #jk x reader #bts jk

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thedeadthree · 2 years

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since rbing this post……… may the divines have mercy on us all as miss polina has invited herself into the m*cu.. and that she may or may not be getting with a jakey lockley ✨🥴

#the other reason other than missing chiara and marc is that polina has invited herself into the m*cu with NO warning just demands shxhxhxh #polly has two different kinds of ships! an elektra/matt dynamic with bruce and! unhinged! chaotic power couple with jake! she’s got range!#and planning a tdk polly any like……… other dc universes/medias with polly hehe!#i love you in every universe but it’s mutually assured destruction in every universe for them 🖤🥴#i was thinking about the other dc verses and remembered those two while watching tdk and was like YESSSS yess indeed! more polly verses!#i believe in the polina cinematic universe rshsgmsbzhxhx #and like when g*otham knights drops maybe something for her there…….. BC IM FINALLY GETTING THE OWLS IN DC MEDIAS AT LAST!!!!!!!! 🖤😌#oc: polina velichkova #leg.ocs #leg.txt #im too nervous to have these in tags snhxhxj so there’s asterixs ✨🥴#ALSO UNRELATED BUT IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO DO THAT TAG ✨🤧#my computer has been giving me WICKED trouble so it took me two days and 4 crashes to write it ✨🥴#✨manifesting✨ that my technology will cease the nonsense jdhxhjc #currently ayrenn and verlaine and my elder scrolls ocs are occupying my headspace but i thought of this! and needed to yell!#if y’all have any suggestions on verses in dc she should be in……. to let me know ✨👀#bc maybe there should be more polly verses u know? gotham will never know peace on her watch ahshxh 🖤🖤#t: text

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vivvangel · 4 months

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angel baby | lee heeseung (m) PART 2

synopsis: finding his girl angelic isn't a crime ! after seeing you in the prettiest lingerie you own, heeseung gets riled up ... fast. › pairings : bf!heeseung x fem!reader ✧ warnings: lingeries, use of nicknames (baby, angel, princess, pretty, says slut once), praising, js slight pussy slapping (once), asks for consent cus consent is sexy !, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it irl!) ━━━━━━ PART 1 - PART 2

"is it okay if i keep going, baby?" heeseung asks softly, a small smirk on his lips as you nod impatiently.

"hee, don't tease.." you whimpered as heeseung grinded his length against your core. "i asked if i could keep going, princess. i'm not doing anything until you answer -- mhm?" he said softly, running his hand through your hair. "please keep going, hee — w-wanna feel you" you stuttered out, making heeseung chuckle. "be a good girl for me, yeah?" you nod. “where do you want me to touch you?” - “down there…”

“you have to say the word, pretty”

"fuck my pussy raw, hee — please?" -- "good girl, cmhere"

heeseung kisses all over your body — at first, he tries gently taking the lingerie off, but fuck patience, he rips it off you as you let out a whine. " baby.. that was new—" - " i'll buy you a prettier one, yeah? - sorry angel"

"oh god hee! -- feels so good" you moaned — heeseung's smirk widening. your walls clenched around his cock, "open your eyes angel, wanna see your face when you cum" you nod, fluttering your eyes open.

"hee-heeseung, slow down, oh my god," your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your boyfriend's cock hammered your core mercilessly. his hips were perfectly aligned to reach your pleasure point, making you cry out the prettiest moans, noises heeseung could hear on loop forever. your fingers fisted his hair and pushed your pelvis up to meet his every thrust. "fuck!-- 'm close" you curse, and a heeseung slaps your bud lightly, making you wince. "good girls use pretty words, mhm?" fuck— wait no, shit— wait, nevermind. how could you forget? heeseung doesn't like it when his pretty girl uses foul words -- of course.

you cried out as you felt your climax approaching, heeseung sped up his movements, "how are you so close already? just started, baby — always so needy for my cock, god, perfect slut"

you don't know if it was the result of his dirty words or how fast he was pounding into you, but you came right then and there, moaning out and arching your back.

"that's it baby, cream my cock -- fuck! y/nnie, you're squeezing me so h-hard, fuck, just like that baby — i got you baby" heeseung eye's never left your face, how were you so beautiful? his angel baby.

now that you think about it, trying on a cute lingerie when your boyfriend, heeseung present at home is never a good idea — it either ends up in the lingerie torn, or your sanity.

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viv's note: pls don't let this flop 😭 reblogs are rlly appreciated!

#ㅤᵕ̈ vivster #enhypen smut #enhypen x reader #enhypen #enha #lee heeseung hard thought #lee heeseung hard hours #lee heesung x reader #lee heeseung smut #lee heeseung #heeseung x reader #heeseung smut #heeseung #heeseung hard hours #heeseung hard thoughts #heeseung fics #heeseung fanfic #lee heeseung is the end of me #omg

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mooonjin · 8 months

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A Little Needy

Notes: ayyy first miguel drabble out now! yes hes very hot and very very veyr very very aattractive and has very big titties in the header. im accepting reuwests for him now by the way if u wanna pop into my inbox!11!!

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x f!reader

Summary: Miguel happily consented to you taking his virginity but he didn't realise how experienced you actually were. It's safe to say the 'M' in 'Miguel' stands for messy...

Warnings/Tags: 18+ work!! minors shoo flyyyyyyy - piv (wear protection cus they didnt), losing v-card mentions, no y/n mentions, implied f!reader but i dont use pronouns (i think), sub!Miguel, fantasy talk, cowgirl position, lowkey a short drabble sorry <3 ⁠— tell me if I've missed anything!

"Tell me, have you ever fantasised about me?" You asked Miguel.

His breath became ragged and laboured, each inhale was a desperate attempt to try answer you. The rhythmic pounding of your hips as you came up and down drowned out any last thoughts.

You simply watched him, his chest tightened and his gasps of air grew more intense at the sensation of your tight cunt. He was struggling to keep up with your pace despite laying there for you.

"Answer me." You mentioned once more. However, you smirked, enjoying this affect you had on him. A sheen of sweat formed on his forehead and he inhaled, finally being able to answer.

"Um y-yes.. I have." He finally whimpers out, sounding a little embarrassed. This was his first time, of course he was. He'd never ever think in his life he was here, probably about to share what he imagined with you.

You smirk, "What have you thought about?" The pace of yours hips continue to catch him off guard, he nearly forgot you were even talking to him.

He moaned out, "I've thought... I've thought about us d-doing, hngh, a lot of.. things-" He scrunched his eyes shut at the feeling of your warm cunt.

You couldn't help but smirk again. You knew an exact answer wasn't going to escape him, after all, you seemed to have completely invaded his mind, "Like?"

Miguel gulps, grunting every time your hips met his pelvis, "L-Like.. the stuff you'd expect, ungh, people to-to fantasise about." He slid his hands to your thighs, savouring your soft skin.

Ah, he was going to play this game. To tease him, you slowed your movements, watching as his neck craned up to wonder why you stopped.

"I want to hear it from you." Your cunt was gently clenching around his cock, making him gulp every more and then. You gently rocked back and forth, letting out soft exhales from the feeling of being filled.

"Oh- okay," Miguel looks up at you, his eyes wandering over your figure and mainly the bra you had on, "I uh, imagine you.. on top of me." He groaned, your warm cunt keeping his cock snug.

"Mhm?"

"And you making noises... your heavenly sounds of you enjoying yourself." He bites his lips, already imagining it himself. He sits up, pressing soft kisses to your collarbone and tries to pump his cock in and it of you again.

"Yeah?" You taunt, pushing his hips down, keeping him still.

He seemed more nervous now with his words, "Can you please move, I can't take it..."

"Not until you tell me your fantasies." You smirk.

He lets out a frustrated sigh, his cock pulsating inside you desperately. You slowly started to bring yourself up the length of his cock to tease him and let out a choked whimper in response.

You pitied him as you slammed your hips back down onto his, causing his eyes to shoot open and strained moan to escape his throat. He felt like his lungs were suddenly punctured.

He groaned with a mix of pain and pleasure.

With your beautiful figure straddling him, Miguel swallows lightly, his face turning red. He was too needy, his hands making their way to your hips to hold you in place. His hands gently fondled your plush. Miguel wants to thrust his cock in and out of you but you wouldn't let him.

He didn't imagine being the submissive one when he planned on losing his v-card.

But he'd be submissive for you.

Only for you.

Post-Notes: what a suprise that the first miguel thingy i put iut is smut!!!!! also my requests are opne now as well as an updated taglist form! :D

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HOW TO SURVIVE SENIOR YEAR ☆

ERIC SOHN x reader 𝜗𝜚𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

˗ˏˋ description:ˎˊ˗જ⁀➴ৎ୭ : a chaotic how to guide on surviving high school with an 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 crush on the skater boy with the locker next to urs.

˗ˏˋ genre: ˎˊ˗જ⁀➴ৎ୭: pretty much chaos & fluff !

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚ word count: ɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆: 5.4k+

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚ dt : ɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆: for bar! @sohnric sorry it’s so late ! ! yk, e v e r y t h i n g that’s been going on & i’m sure you don’t mind! merry late c h r i s t m a s i <3 u very much, i tried to incorporate everything for you… i think these prompts definitely reached the right person!! ৎ୭… so for my bar ! ! …..

# FRIDAY 21ST SEPTEMBER 1996

# MORNING! 🌥️

The unbearable series of screeching from the school bell, cued the sound of wheels scraping against the pavement outside. A pair of blue cargo jeans complimenting a classic pair of red jordan’s glued themselves to a skateboard as it began flipping and jumping curbs. The wire of a walkman dangling, the flimsy headphones leaking sounds of a noisy guitar through the hallway of the school.

“Eric Sohn. No skating in the corridor and you’re late to class.” A nerdy-looking hallway monitor approached the skateboard wielding boy, holding out some form of citation for Eric to sign with a wavering hand.

“I’m not signing that.” He laughed, snatching the sheet making sure to crumple it into a tight ball before throwing it behind him. “You didn’t see me. Thank me later.”

The hall monitor, whose name tag read ‘Younghoon’ looked down with eyeballs bulging from his skull at the cigarette in his palm, tears pricking his waterline. Eric continued to skate the corridors to his homeroom, biting into an apple with that jaw of his that had to have been sharpened by the gods-

at least…. that’s what you saw….

Eric was a childhood crush of yours, considering you two lived on the same street growing up and you still vividly remember the heart eyes that pumped from your skull when you watched him play basketball on his driveway from your windowsill every night after school. Everything he did was enchanting, he made the simplest things look hot and his charm was next level too.

As for what Kevin sat next to you was seeing: just some dude burping and blowing it into his friends face afterwards.

In your sick love fantasy, you still thought he was the funniest most angelic man to first stick his feet in the soil of the earth.

“If you wanna survive senior year, you need to stop staring at him like that. it’s gross and it’ll leave you the minute it gets heart eyes for anything else. How many times can we have this conversation?” Kevin laughed and scribbled down, ‘1. NO F**K BOYS (especially Eric Sohn)’ in bright red ink at the top of your page.

“So!” Your homeroom teacher waltzed into the room with a wide grin glowing from cheek to cheek. “The class of 96’ how do you feel?! Your time at this school is almost over! Some of us are setting good examples, sat in our actual chairs and not the table Mr. Sohn?”

You giggled as Eric turned with a sigh, crossing his arms and sinking into his seat, secretly you hoped he would catch eyes with you just for a second and share a smile. However, the boy just put his headphones back on and slammed his head on the wooden desk as if he were to fall asleep.

You looked down at the diary where,

“ 1. NO F**K BOYS ”

had been written so passionately by Kevin and thought, if you’re gonna make senior rules, you should at least make the best high school ‘how to’ guide the world has ever seen.

——

The entire school day, word had gotten about ‘Kyu’s first party of the semester’ renowned for his crazy mansion of a house, and parents that were home a concerningly small amount of the time. Happening tonight, you hadn’t even thought about what you were gonna wear yet, or the fact that Kyu himself was Eric’s bestfriend.

Eric had a rather large friend circle of boys in your year, from Juyeon who was into sports to Jacob who was a bit of a music nerd and closer to Kevin if anything. Despite this, neither you or Kevin had received an invite to Kyu’s house for later that day.

# LUNCHTIME ! 🍛

Filling your metal tray and sitting next to Kevin on the end of one of the empty lunch hall tables, before you you could even begin biting in the panini you’d paid for, it was snatched out of your hand by...

“Sunwoo, that was my sandwich.” You groaned, looking at your empty plate and then back at him with a glare. “Do you not have your own food?”

“This looked nicer than my food, just have it back.” He shrugged dumping the half eaten sandwich back on your plate.

“Oh no it’s all yours.” You smiled sarcastically watching as he smiled and took the sandwich back in one animalistic gulp.

“So sorry about that y/n. Isn’t he just awful? I got you a new one.” Hyunjae, as if the entire scene was staged, sits beside you with his hand smoothly rested on his cheek. He pushed a new sandwich in front of you with a carton of orange juice sat at the top of the tray.

You rolled your eyes before you almost tripped over your comically untied laces (how did both of them end up that way?) You flew backwards only to be caught by Hyunjae, once again returning to his cringey script.

“Falling for me, I see?” He smirked lifting you back to your feet as you sat down to retie your laces that had been undone by someone at some point in time.

“Is this just going to happen every lunchtime?” You cocked an eyebrow with a huff, tying bunny ears in your converse and briefly looking back up to the boy.

“Of course, however each time it just gets more creative.” He smiled confidently, you were unaware that these were romantic gestures since Hyunjae made it seem like one big joke with his extravagant concepts.

“Please make it stop.” You rolled your eyes and tucked into the new sandwich, Kevin laughing to himself. You began to zone out as you noticed Eric from across the canteen, sat on the table skateboard propped up and talking to his friends. He looked at you momentarily with a smile before you were interrupted by Hyunjae waving his hand in front of your face.

“Are you guys coming to kyu’s?” Hyunjae asked, biting into his own.

“No. We’re not cool enough.” Kevin began to fake cry, wiping invisible tears and squealing in a high pitched whine.

“He said anyone can come, of course you guys are invited. When has he ever asked anyone?” Sunwoo added punching Kevin the back lightly and taking a seat at the table. “Just show up.”

As lunch ended, you found yourself digging through your locker for the biology notes you’d written the other day. However as you dug through your shelf you just couldn’t find them.

“What you looking for?” A deep voice alarmed you, looking up to see Eric Sohn throwing his jacket in the locker that belonged to him next to yours.

“Oh. Uhm.” You stuttered for a moment, wondering if your eyes and ears were telling you the truth. “Just some notes for biology, we have a test coming up.”

“Oh yeah, you can borrow mine for now. Just slot them back in my locker on Monday.” Eric passed you a few pieces of A4 with neatly printed notes, the cigarette resting on his lips bobbing as he spoke.

“Thanks, that’s uh, really kind of you.” You smiled as he shook his head nonchalantly.

“It’s nothing, don’t stress.” He added before breezing past you to the exit of the school with a confident stride in his steps, his skateboard under his arms.

# EVENING 🌌 :📍Y/N’s HOUSE

“Okay so what are you wearing?” Kevin asked turning around in his sequin shirt and jeans, complimenting his outfit with a crossbody bag and sunglasses.

“Uhm. Not sure yet. Might go for baggy jeans and a sequin top too.. I have a lot.” You showed Kevin the options, watching as he scratched his chin and looked between them.

જ⁀➴ৎ୭ OUTFIT OPTIONS:

(feel free to mix & m a t c h!)

“Gorgeous!” Kevin smiled, fixing you a few necklaces of his behind your neck. You smiled and looked in the mirror briefly before setting off down the block.

The house pulsated the entire street as guests spilled in the front door to the infectious rhythm playing at max volume from the many speakers around the house. A kaleidoscope of vibrant lights drowned the space, as drinks circulated everyone from the kitchen.

House parties tended to be like some sort of cringe trashy and incomprehensible version of a homecoming dance for adults that you couldn’t seem to understand. Sure they were fun but, high school students embarrassing themselves sure wasn’t.

“Hey Kevin.” A very drunk Ji Changmin sauntered over to us at the entrance, “Who’s the plus one?”

As Changmin looked over with his devilish glare, apart of you started to get nervous. As if you were mixing with the wrong crowd, a gentle flip in your stomach warned you, something was about to go incredibly wrong.

“Hi, I’m y/n.” You introduced yourself with a smile, as he passed you a beer from the many in his arms.

There was one thing that would determine whether someone would survive senior year: alcohol.

“2. PARTIES = STATUS”

Probably one of the most screwed survival tips, but unfortunately for teenagers who were just short of legal age a sip of liquor was enough to emphasise them as ‘cool’. Even if drinking is not your thing, the general consensus of being popular in senior year was to attend parties, host them and make lethal mistakes whilst there.

Throughout the night, you and Kevin found yourselves bouncing from group to group eventually watching Sangyeon and Juyeon play the most intense game of cup pong ever played in the competitive sports world.

♫ ANOTHER NIGHT - REAL MCCOY playing from speakers ♫

“Do you wanna take this one?” Sangyeon asked, holding the ping pong ball in front of you with a raised eyebrow.

“Me?” You asked laughing from the sidelines as he nodded, standing up properly you walked towards the table where most eyes were fixed on the table.

You’d gotten the grips of how to play, grasping the ball with a nervous clench before watching as Juyeon stared down the table with a sly smirk, his arms folded over his white tank top.

Bouncing off the table the ball hit the top of the few cups cups before landing in the fourth, making Juyeon’s total three. The crowd watching laughed as Juyeon threw his head back in defeat, taking the cup and gulping down its contents.

“Taking advantage of beginners luck is dirty play.” Juyeon shook his head at Sangyeon who laughed knowingly. “Whatever. If I land this you’re drinking this.”

Sure enough, as Juyeon bounced the ball across the table it landed in one of the two cups left leaving one. You’d hoped he’d missed not wanting to get to drunk around a group of people you’d never met. Nevertheless you took the cup and necked it’s contents, with a cheering crowd. Juyeon eventually won against Sangyeon, seeing the close of world’s most competitive game of cup pong.

A few drinks through the night, your brain chemistry had already began buzzing and the socialite in you stepped out of hiding, as you spoke to almost everyone you encountered. Hearing commotion from the living room, you dragged Kevin to investigate.

The room buzzed with anticipation as people gathered in a circle, forming a tight-knit group. Nervous giggles filled the air, drowned out by the music playing in the background. Sunwoo placed a bottle in the center of the circle, ready to determine the first pair of an early game of ‘spin the bottle’.

With a flick of his wrist, the bottle spun, its rotation echoing the excitement in the room. Hearts raced as it slowed down, pointing towards its chosen target. The room held its breath as the Sunwoo locked eyes with a girl he’d had a crush on for most of his childhood, their cheeks flushing bright pink as he made eye contact. With a playful smile, Sunwoo picked out one of the ‘fates’ written in the hat, revealing the crumpled paper to the crowd.

“Kiss.” He laughed nervously, smiling as she was, the circle squealed in anticipation. He leaned in to give her peck which raised a “booo” from the crowd at the underwhelming gesture.

“Y/N JOIN IN.” Hyunjae yelled from the group, causing the circle to laugh at how pathetic he was. You jokingly stepped behind Kevin to hide as “Join” began to be chanted in the room, persuading you to sit down in a gap made by Hyunjae and Haknyeon.

You took the bottle and spun it, the booze causing nerves to disappear. As the bottle began to slow down, Hyunjae grabbed the glass pointing it towards him - no one protesting considering this was his life long goal.

You sighed, hoping the paper in the hat wouldn’t do you dirty in this situation, looking up you noticed a familiar figure. Eric’s eyes stared down at you, stood from the other side of the circle, rested against the mantlepiece in his tank top and baggy jeans - a bottle of beer gripped loosely in his hands.

All of a sudden, your hands began to shake in adrenaline, Hyunjae’s eyes wavering as he noticed the way you looked up at the other boy. You began to unfold one of the pieces of paper from the hat, “7 minutes in heaven” you could have screamed. This was truly a worst case scenario, as the circle cheered and Sunwoo ushered the two of you to the bathroom.

Hyunjae locked the door with a sigh, sitting both legs in the bathtub and taking a lengthy swig of his beer in a saddened manner.

“Are you not going to do anything?” You asked curiously, folding your arms and taking a seat on the toilet cover.

“No.”He sighed, resting the bottle on the side and turning to look at you with an inquisitive stare, his eyebrows furrowing as if they contemplating internal questions.

“Why not?” You asked further, leaning forward as Hyunjae’s confident demeanour seemed to have suspiciously faltered.

“I see the way you look at him.” He suddenly spat, as if something within him snapped. “You’ll never give it up will you. Everyday, I do something to make you laugh, smile and show you someone cares. Yet… Every time I try, you’re still staring at that motherfucker who wants nothing to do with you.”

“Sorry?” You asked almost confused, the outburst seemingly unnecessary as he went to speak again but was interrupted by an ominous banging at the door.

“I get you guys are probably exchanging cooties in there, but I need to shit.” The sweet sound of Haknyeon’s charming voice and vocabulary echoed through the bathroom causing you to hold back a laugh in the situation.

“Listen y/n. I need to ask a favor.” Hyunjae proposed, stopping you from reaching for the handle of the door. “My parents have been bugging me about having a girlfriend, since my brother has one now and they’re telling me I’m a good for nothing man who will never be able to commit to someone. Which is kind of true. But will you pretend to be my girlfriend to get them off my back?”

“Will I? Hmmm….” You pretend to think for a second before retorting with a loud. “NO.”

“Please. I’ll help you get him, I’ll do everything I can to help you win Eric over. I’m one of his bestfriends.” Hyunjae’s eyes glistened in genuine sparkle, an expression you’d only come across once or twice in your life.

“I’ll think about it. But for now, it’s not a yes or a no.” You closed the conversation, head spinning as you opened the door, Haknyeon spilling into the bathroom and beelining straight for the toilet.

“3. DONT PRETEND TO BE SOMEONE’s GIRLFRIEND WHILST YOUR TRYING TO GET THE ATTENTION OF THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE.”

Oddly specific rule, however as you proceeded down the stairs it seemed you wouldn’t have to convince people you were dating - their dirty minds had already assumed what had happened in that bathroom.

“You’re on.” You looked back at Hyunjae with a smile before linking arms with Kevin to leave, the party only dying down in the early hours of the morning.

# SATURDAY 22ND SEPTEMBER 1996

# MORNING 🌥️

The gentle rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, birds began chirping outside, and the comforting aroma of breakfast drifted from the kitchen. Your eyes stuck together and your head booming with music from the night before, on the floor Kevin was sprawled emitting gentle snores.

The sound of a car horn outside, immediately brought you to your senses, with your fingers your gently moved the curtain to see Hyunjae leant against his car.

“Your dating Hyunjae?” Kevin asked, giving you the fright of your life as he appeared over your shoulder.

“No.” You immediately refuted, getting shivers from the sickly idea of having to date such a inferior choice of male.

“So why’s he here?” Kevin asked with a sarcastic voice, laughing at the stupidity of the scene.

“We’re dating but like just so his family gets off his back.” You sighed, standing up out of bed and beginning to make yourself look more presentable.

“You’re FAKE dating, Hyunjae?” Kevin’s jaw dropped even more than it already was if that was even possible. “That isn’t gonna look good to lover boy now is it?”

“Listen, he’s helping me get him. He’s on the inner circle, if I have a chance of getting Eric this is it.” You sighed taking your clothes to change in your arms.

“I’m calling Jacob.” Kevin suddenly added, pulling out his nokia with its antenna.

“Don’t you dare he said don’t call unless it’s emergencies, he’s in exam mode.” You recalled, knowing Jacob is practically unreachable during exam season.

“This is an emergency.” Kevin emphasised each word with a sarcastic edge.

“It’s not and if you call him, I’ll make your life so difficult.” You pointed at the boy with a warning finger before walking out to meet Hyunjae in front of his car.

♫ ALL THE SMALL THINGS - BLINK 182 playing from the car radio ♫

“Hey.” You smiled, climbing into the passenger seat of his car, the soft top rolled down so the breeze would eventually leave you wind swept. “Where we heading?”

“Bowling with my parents.” Hyunjae grumbled, more than happy you were in his car but visibly stressed with the entire situation.

“Is this all I have to do and I’m not your girlfriend anymore?” You suggested, leaning your head on the side of the car and letting the wind catch your face.

“Should be. Then I’ll tell you all about him.” Hyunjae chuckled, one hand on the steering wheel and another raking through his hair.

The bowling alley downtown was lively, decorated with neon lights and the sound of crashing pins. The smell of hot dogs and nachos wavering faintly in the air. The lanes are filled with laughter and ‘friendly’ competition.

Hyunjae swiftly introduced you to his mother and father, who looked you up and down before sending him an impressed smile.

“I’ll have to warn you dear y/n, they both get a bit competitive.” Hyunjae’s mother smiled as Hyunjae age his dad began squaring up to each other in the lane.

Whilst you were putting on your shoes, you felt a pair of eyes on you from somewhere unable to tell where.

“Hey y/n!” A familiar cheerful voice greeted you, looking up shell shocked you saw Eric, dressed in his work uniform with a lollipop. You felt your heart shatter, Hyunjae had to know he worked here, he set you up, but why?

Eric looked gorgeous in uniform you had to say, his pinstriped shirt and jeans complimented by the blue cap. However, you had bigger issues.

“You on a date with Hyunjae?” He asked, polishing a pair of shoes behind the counter next to you, happening to notice how pretty his hands were. “You look pretty, he’s a lucky guy.”

What did he say?

“Oh Eric! You met my girlfriend! This is y/n!” Hyunjae wrapped an arm around you with a condescending smile, for you everything felt as if it had frozen in time.

Eric swivelled the lollipop in his mouth for a moment, observing the look of shock you’d tried to conceal with a smile on your face and chuckled to himself.

“Landed a nice one there haven’t you buddy?” Eric almost began to patronise his bestfriend, a look of suspicious nature hidden in his big smile like a cheshire cat.

“I’m just going to go to the bathroom.” You giggled before excusing yourself to the toilets across the arena with a nervous pace.

“Well that backfired.” A voice sounded, someone pulling you back from one of the booths in the canteen. Kevin and Jacob sat like spies with sunglasses tuxedos and newspapers had been watching the entire time.

“He set me up.” You sighed putting your hands in your head. “I know he’s jealous of him but i didn’t think he’d go this far.”

“It’s Hyunjae. This is probably hilarious content to him.” Kevin rolled his eyes as Jacob nodded along, them both peering around the corner to watch the scene unfold.

“Y/n have you ever considered that Eric might like you?” Jacob asked taking his sunglasses off to look at you properly before you answered.

“He definitely doesn’t like me like that, maybe as a friend?” You suggested, twiddling your thumbs together over the wooden surface.

“Well he doesn’t seem to like the entire you and Hyunjae thing.” He added looking back over to the icy conversation between the two boys at the check in desk - Hyunjae’s parents stepping in to tell him they were ready to play.

“How can you tell?” You furrowed your brows in confusion, waiting for the reply as he began to speak.

“Duck! He’s coming.” Kevin quickly hid you under table covering you with his jacket as they both got back to their newspapers.

“Kevin?” The sound of Hyunjae’s voice from above the surface startled. “You seen y/n anywhere?”

“No? I saw her come in with you.” Kevin cleverly redirected the question allowing the boy to shrug and walk in a different direction looking for you.

“I told you these disguises wouldn’t work, we needed the moustaches.” Kevin hissed across the table to Jacob, the both of them having watched a few too many over the summer.

“Listen what do I do? Because I can’t tell Eric I’m fake dating Hyunjae because then he’d find out I was doing it because I have a stupid little thing for him!” You exclaimed, frustrated as you’d fell right in to Hyunjae’s trap.

“4. DON’T FALL FOR YOUR CRUSH’S BESTFRIENDS BLACKMAIL”

“I wouldn’t call it little. But hope things work out for you!” Jacob smiled angelically ignoring the pain shimmering in your eyes.

“Me too!” They began to gather their things ave scramble, about to take flight from the situation.

“Where are you guys going?” You asked panicked they were about to ditch you and leave the sticky situation.

“Getting you out of here.” Kevin replied taking your arm and sprinting out of the nearest exit - they may have set an alarm off for opening a fire door but oh well.

“5. DO HAVE FRIENDS THAT WILL GET YOU OUT OF SITUATIONS YOU CAUSED YOURSELF”

# MONDAY 24TH SEPTEMBER 1996

After hibernating in your bed for the rest of the weekend and 13 times Kevin had tried to ring the landline to check if you were okay. It was time to face them all at school and you could not think of anything worse.

“Oh my god. It’s aliveeee.” Kevin acts out a poor excuse of a Frankenstein impression as you laughed and breezed past him to your locker.

“If you see Hyunjae hide me.” You chuckled as he signed ‘rodger that’ with a salute and began rambling about the pasta he cooked for dinner the night before.

All of a sudden you were pushed into the locker, Kevin stood in front on you casually reading a book as Hyunjae walked by with a question mark above his head. He didn’t bother asking where you were, assuming if you weren’t with Kevin you weren’t there at all.

You eventually broke free of the hiding spot, fixing your hair and brushing down your clothes. The sound of wheels rolling down the corridor coming to a halt beside you.

“Were you?-” Eric was about to ask but refrained considering Kevin was signing ‘cut’ and ‘shush’ behind you flailing his arms around like a maniac.

“Here’s your notes.” You smiled, a touch of pink rising to your cheeks as your hand grazed his defined one, the notes you’d borrowed in pristine condition.

“Thanks, cutie.” He smiled, the nickname causing you to freeze up in your tracks, you knew he only said it out of courtesy or like the others that was ‘just his personality’ but it made your heart melt - as you watched him skate down the corridor, his biceps flexing to maintain balance.

You managed to survive your classes without being berated by Hyunjae or any of his friends, having to sadly eat lunch in a cubicle surely wasn’t a high moment of yours.

Soon the bell was sounding for the end of the day as students flocked out of the grounds excited for the school’s baseball match that evening.

“There she is!” You heard an annoyingly shrill voice yell from behind you, as you were about to cross the car lot. Behind you was Eric Hyunjae and Juyeon, walking in a line towards you whilst Eric was on his skateboard.

“Told you I saw her.” Eric laughed as you were clearly avoiding Hyunjae at all costs, you turned with a bitter smile as they got closer.

“You coming to Eric’s big game tonight?” Juyeon asked giving a friendly elbow to Eric, clearly nervous as it was the first big game of the season.

Eric looked at you with an ounce of hope, only to be quickly shot down, but you couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes sparkled at the idea.

“No she’s actually got a date with me.” Hyunjae answered for you with a snide tone, eyes flickering towards you.

“No,no. I think I’ll go.” You smiled, “I really like baseball.”

“I don’t wanna interrupt you guys.” Eric looked between you both with something suspicious lingering behind his eyes as he turned his baseball cap to the left.

“You’re not interrupting us! Perhaps this ‘date’ can be on the pitch.” You suggested looking at Hyunjae’s wide eyes, knowing his plan was falling to pieces but he couldn’t disagree, not in front of everyone.

“Cool.” Eric smiled smugly, “See you there.”

You watched as him and Juyeon walked to the pitch for pre-match practice. Not wanting to spare Hyunjae anymore time, you walked at lightning speed in the direction of your house, ignoring him yelling your name from behind you.

“Y/n give me a second.” Hyunjae caught up to you on the sidewalk, grabbing your arm to turn you around. “You don’t have to do this anymore, go get him. It’s clear you’ll always love him and I can’t change that. I’m sorry, I took it too far.”

Despite the fact you appreciated the apology it seemed as if it was a little to late, he’d already tried to bring everything crashing down between you and Eric and now he thinks the both of you are on a date at his game. You smiled at him and nodded, swiftly turning on your heels and rushing home.

# LET’S GO H A W K S, LET’S G O O O !!🏟️

The chanting of cheerleaders and commotion amongst the crowd sang from outside of the pitch, Kevin and Jacob having already bought snacks rushed to a bench with good sight of the pitch.

“I’m so excited for this, there’s literally no way we lose.” Kevin watched as your school team walked out on to the pitch, immediately spotting Eric and making smoochy faces at you.

You didn’t notice too much of Kevin’s torment, as you were captivated by the sight of him. Eric looked up at the bleachers as if he was scanning the crowd for someone in particular his eyes landed on you for a moment - or Kevin maybe even Jacob.

The game commenced, no home-runs were scored by the competition and our team was not looking to beat them either. Time was running out as the ball left the hand of the pitcher, Eric stood in formation waiting for the ball to reach him. He swung the bat behind him and hit the ball with astonishing force triggering a roar from the crowd. He made a run for it, it was a home-run, the winning home-run.

“Go get him girl.” Kevin said as the players began to leave the pitch, watching as you ran off immediately to find him.

You patiently waited outside the locker rooms for him, knowing the other players would be tossing him around and winding him up. He eventually emerged from the lockers, wet hair and a towel around his neck.

“Can I talk to you?” You asked as he caught eyes with you, confused to why you’d waited.

“Sure, where’s Jae?” He asked, following you as you began to walk to somewhere more private.

“I’ll explain all of that.” You sighed, looking back at the boy for a moment, feeling your heartbeat pause in time as the sunlight hit his skin.

You both made your way under the bleachers, Eric already making a joke about what happens underneath them before even getting there.

“Eric. I have to say this otherwise one day I’m going to implode.” You began, your heart facing the adrenaline kicking through your veins and it was as if a theme park was screaming in your stomach. “I like you.”

A silence sat amongst you, the conflict in his eyes bouncing back and forth making you increasingly apprehensive for what he was about to say.

“Y/n I can’t do this to Hyunjae. Listen I really like you but that’s my-” Eric tried to collect himself, holding on to the top of the bleachers with one arm and wiping his forehead with the other.

“Eric we’re not dating! I know you can see that.” You pleaded with him, watching as his gorgeous eyes twisted to confusion.

“You’re not?” He asked, more than confused.

“No…. I agreed to ‘fake’ date him to get his parents off his back and to get to know more about you. But.. he took it too far and I think he might’ve been jealous I liked you.” You admitted, chewing your bottom lip and looking anywhere but at the boy fresh off the pitch in his baseball uniform.

“I don’t know because what if you’re lying to me.” He suggested, you couldn’t get offended because what if you were?

“Eric you’ve known me since we were kids I wouldn’t lie to you, I wouldn’t get anything out of doing that.” You reassured him, watching him contemplate ideas in his head as if mini cogs were turning.

“Y/n I know I don’t show it, but I really was interested in you but Hyunjae I couldn’t hurt him. Do you mind if I?” He asked, pulling you closer to him with his back leant up against the metal beam behind him.

“Of course I don’t.” You smiled, your voice barely above a whisper as you watched that beautiful grin of his spread across his lips, his brown eyes sparkling down with the sunset peaking through the gaps of the rows.

He kissed you, so sweetly, so gently, holding your face with the palm of his hand and bringing your waist closer as your stomach flipped and your heart filled with love. As you parted he brought you into his arms, it was the warmest hug that just felt as if everything was right.

“Now that you’ve said it, it makes sense. I’ve never seen someone avoid their boyfriend so much until now.” He laughed thinking of the time you escaped the bowling alley with Kevin and Jacob and further went to extreme lengths to avoid him at school too.

You giggled in his arms, looking up to his face that smiled back down at you, gently moving in for another kiss.

“I think I won twice today.” Eric laughed, giddy with excitement the grin on his face practically beaming from ear to ear.

That’s how you sort of survived senior year.

tagging: @juyeonszn @deobienthusiast 🤍

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amsznn · 1 month

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NEW YORK CITY - m. sturniolo headcanons

warnings: none just fluff

♡ - you were so excited that matt was visiting the city, since you live there and you guys are long distance.

♡ - he visits around winter time so there’s beautiful lights up all around and it’s slightly snowing.

♡ - he got lost finding his way to your apartment, but eventually he got there.

♡ - first trip without nick and chris so he was feeling a bit overwhelmed but seeing you calmed him down immensely.

♡ - you guys spend time catching up before venturing off into the city.

♡ - during his stay he makes sure to see the tree at the rockerfeller center.

♡ - you take matt to you favorite cafe so you two could have brunch. he enjoys it but bro is amazed by the cost of a fucking sandwich in nyc.

♡ - definitely brings his camera along so he can take photos of you for the gram (hes obsessed)

♡ - takes this opportunity to do a vlog on his channel featuring you ofc, but wont edit it until he’s back home since he wants to spend all his time with you.

♡ - he lets you drag him around to all the stores / places on your organized list for his visit.

♡ - you guys got tickets to a museum but it was just matt being like “i could make that” 💀

♡ - HATESSS the subway. if you guys couldn’t find any seats he would def shield you while holding onto the metal bars.

♡ - if there was an open seat he’d let you take it. your comfort is more important to him.

♡ - for dinner you take him to this korean bbq spot and bro is in HEAVENNN.

♡ - you guys literally eat till you can’t anymore and honestly doesn’t complain about the price cus sooo worth it.

♡ - def makes a spiderman joke here and there…

♡- at the end of the day you guys head back to your apartment where you cuddle up in your bed to watch some movies.

♡ - you guys are comfortably enjoying this moment then you’re like..

“matt?”

“hm?”

“im hungry again…”

“..pizza?”

♡ - you guys ended up getting pizza.

♡- he stays for about a week. wants to stay more but he knows he has responsibilities back home.

♡ - goes back home to cali with a bunch of trinkets for his brothers and a hole in his heart cus he already misses you.

♡ - already planning his next trip to ny right after.

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xycuro-illuminati · 2 years

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Himbo kings group chats

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Part 2

#marvel #himbo kings #daredevil #moon knight #the punisher #matt murdock #marc spector #frank castle #steven grant #jake lockley #mk system #do not tag as m/cu #this is comics only #m/cu fans keep scrolling #the one who fell down the stairs was johnny blaze

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itsmealaiah · 3 months

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Edging and then overstimulating the sht out of 2010 Tom??

uhm, YESS is that even a question?? I decided on car sex because who doesn't love being fucked in the backseat of an audi r8? 😈 😩

Take a trip inside

Tags/ warnings: car sex, overstimulation, squirting, edging, desperation, riding subby tom, head (m receiving)

pairing: tom x afab

do not repost, copy, translate, or claim as your own. use is intended for this blog and this blog only

MDNI ⚠️

this is a topic i've seen @tkaulitzlvr do so fucking amazingly, so go read theirs!

Tom's pov:

"baby! Oh!" I moaned, y/n's tongue swirling around the head of my cock, tracing the veins with her fingers, memorizing each line, each twitch, as my head was thrown back, leaning down harshly on the door as she wrapped her swollen lips around my dick, pumping my shaft with her hand, making sure what she couldn't fit was still getting the pleasure her sweet tongue could muster. She began to deepthroat me, letting her hand slip away slowly, placing her hands on my waist, clawing at the skin as I grabbed her hair, a makeshift ponytail forming as I moaned, bucking my hips upwards crazily.

"fuckk y/n" I panted, looking down at her, my eyes half open as I sighed, my head banging down on the side of the rough door. She ran her hands up and down my bare chest, rubbing the skin intensely as I cried out "y/n, please.." I begged, and her eyes met my own, a dark and wicked look in the (color)'s, and I could feel my orgasm building slowly, her head bobbing up and down my dick, taking it whole, her hands still on my chest, teasing the nipples, rolling the skin in her fingers. I didn't know how she did it her arms were quite short and my torso was slightly overbearing in size, but than again, we were in the back of my car, cramped and sweaty.

"cumming! cu-cumming! please! I was cut off by her removing her mouth, smiling proudly as she leaned up to kiss me, shoving her tongue down my throat, my body now twitching from the overstimulation. "Mm y/n" I moaned, her mouth capturing the noise as she didn't let up, caressing my sides gently. "hm baby? what was that?" she questioned, her eyes shut as she leaned away, and i whined. "ride me, please baby, need you so bad right now" I rasped out, my hands flying to her nipples, and she moaned.

But she slapped them away, and scolded me. "who's in charge baby?" She sounded angry, and I gave in once more. "you" I pleaded, trying to get her to give in to my demand, my lips wide open. "Good boy" she stroked my cock up and down, making me let out a strangled moan. She grinned, and placed her hips on mine, lowering herself onto my dick, stretching herself out as she slid up and down, my eyes falling to where it exited and entered, wet, sloppy sounds coming from her hole as I gasped, her hands firm on my chest, pushing herself up and down, legs spread across my abdomen, her boobs bouncing in my face as I savoured the moment, letting myself get lost in the pleasure.

"So good f'me, whose are you?" She panted, increasing her pace, her eyes drifting to the windows, widening the pupils as she rode me, and I lifted my head to try and see, the glass foggy. She removed one of her hands from my chest, still having one on the center, and she wrote something, something I couldn't quite see. "please please please!" I whimpered, the feeling as euphoric as it could fucking be, closing, no, squeezing, my eyes shut as I began to see stars, her pace intense, slamming her hips up and down, shoving all of me into her. I opened them slowly, and saw her head thrown back in pleasure as she rocked me back and forth, her mouth wide open in a silent "o" formation.

"fuck me" I panted. She glanced at me, seeing my fucked out features, my pupils dilated as I fought the feeling to cum, knowing she'd stop me, ending the sensation as soon as I told her I was releasing. I moaned, her walls fluttering around my cock, as I screamed for the second time I was going to cum. She tsked, pulling herself off once more, like I knew she would, and gave me a soft smile. "Fuck you" I groaned. Her face turned from sympathetic to angry in a millisecond, and she got back on me, making me bottom out insanely quick, taking me whole.

"You wanna cum that bad? You want me to fuck your cock senseless?" She seethed through gritted teeth, practically jumping up and down on my dick, sliding it in and out with ease. I nodded. "yes! yes please!" I begged once more, desperate for any release at this point. She snapped, her orgasm taking her before my own, screaming as she came on my dick, and I followed, coating her inner walls with my cum. "good boy" she sighed, falling onto my chest. I never saw what she wrote, too tired to look.

#tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz imagines #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz fluff #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz angst #tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x you

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killmeprettypleasee · 1 year

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Can you do where ghost use his higher rank against m!reader to have sex with him? or something like that ty!!!

GOOD BOY

omg thank you for requesting sobsobsob, anyways still cant find my phone so im still using a laptop- this was edited cus ii only found out i put the wrog tags- instead of ghost i put konig- i wanna cry so hard

summary: you messed up something during mission and end up ruining it so ghost takes advantage and uses you all for himself- thats all cus my mind feels like shit..

warnings: papi ghost calls you a whore and a good boy uwu, ooc ghost?, taking advantage,noncon to dudcon???, grinding, abuse of power, maybe slight errors

you sat on the floor with Ghost eyed your naked body, he smirked behind his mask seeing how vulnerable you are infront of him as you quiver and gulp at the thoughts of him doing to you later on.

"Fucking hell.. look at you, so fucking pretty for your lieutenant.." he groaned out heavily and let out a soft chuckle "c'mere, sit on my lap would you?" he patted his lap as he said so, you ignored him and tried to cover you cock between your thighs and hands as you satted there and looked at him with a frown and red cover your facec from embarrassment then cursed under his breath tired from the waiting "come here or i'll tell what you did to price" he said between gritted teeth making you let out a small gasp and sighed in defeat, soo after that you stood up and making your way to him.

"thats it.. good boy" he vhuckled ,you just wanted to punch him at the face but sadly cant because you knew he was a higher ranked than you, you're just a Sargent and he? he's a fucking Lieutenant even if you made an excuse they would only believe him cause ofcourse- he has higher authority than you , whiched pissed you off badly.

soo as that you finally was sitted on his lap with him caressing and rubbing your waist, you tried not to moan when his hand brushed over your weeping cock, you let out small whines and whimpers instead making him smirk under his mask, he would grope your chest as if it was a females.

he then rubbed your cock then felt a tight knot in your tummy building up, his strong hands grips your thighs and spreading then nicely as you whined his name, soon you came all over his hand staining it white you panted heavily after the orgasm you had and layed back "were just starting pretty" he said with a slight chuckle afterwards.

this made you groan, he placed his chin on your shoulder before caressing your waist "fuck you.." you hissed out before you started grinding yourself on his thigh, you let out small pants and moans "thought you didnt like it.. but look at you fucking god" he smirked and held your hips helping you grind on him.

your cheeks heat up as you felt your dick harden again as you grind against him, a few minutes you came again staining your chest and som on Ghosts arms.

cliffhanger haha- i cant thing shit anymore.. anyways small funfact i was multitasking this shit- yeh... i was practicing my writing for the journalism i joined and watched konig edits while i making this, and im not quite proud of this but i hope yall like it<333

#mw2 #cod x male reader smut #cd x male reader #ghost x male reader #simon ghost riley x male reader

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cosmal · 2 years

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can i request a james potter fic where he’s really clingy cus james is my babyyy 😩

okay this was actually fun 2 write so thank u!! i live for clingy james!! warnings/tags :: mentions of alcohol, no prns used though reader is wearing a skirt

James Potter thinks he knows how much he loves you. He thinks it’s not possible for it to ever change or waver because all he knows is you and how endearing it is to love you. He thinks he’s very good at showing it too. He does it every day and would probably say he’s gotten it down to a T.

But, then, sometimes it hits him so hard in the chest it almost knocks the air from his lungs. A feeling so white-hot it renders him speechless. Because, trust him, he loves to show you how much he loves you. He’d spend every last moment of his ever-fleeting existence on this Earth loving you if he could.

But, he loves it, even more, when you show him how much you love him as well.

Because how could he not? With you sat on one of Sirius’s couches, his head in your lap, the skin of his cheek sticking to your thigh. He suddenly realises that he’s exactly where he wants to be.

Your fingers card through his hair, stopping to scratch his scalp every few moments when there’s a lull in your conversation with Mary. He thinks you’re not really paying attention to him, too engrossed in whatever it is you’re laughing about. But when your laugh fizzes down into a sigh, he can sense you staring at the side of his face.

The pretty heart locket he gifted you years ago when you were still only friends, is cold when it lands on his cheek as you lean over him to speak in his ear. “You okay, Jamie?” Your voice is considerably quieter when you speak and it has the hairs on the back of his neck standing up.

He pushes further into your lap, a ruffle of your cotton skirt bunches underneath his cheek and he can smell your detergent. And then he can smell your body lotion. It’s an overwhelming wave of frangipani, and then coconut and vanilla and it has his head reeling.

“Mhm.” He can’t really find it in him to say anything else. Eyes fluttering, a dark wave of his eyelashes kissing the freckles under his glasses.

You move your hand to then trace the lines of freckles, moving over to his nose, nudging over the bump of the hook you always find yourself smoothing over when he was so close. “You sure?”

He pushes further, between the crease of your torso and the top of your thigh, “Yeah.” He wouldn’t be surprised if you couldn't hear what he’d said, words mumbled through the material of your clothes. But you push the arm of his glasses back over his ear and hum a noise that sounds like you understand.

“You drunk?” You question and he turns back out to stare up at you. At this angle, he can see the beauty mark under your chin. He reaches up to touch it, pushing into the skin of your throat. Not cruelly, but he smiles when you swallow.

“Not sure.” He knows he’s not. But he’s curious about what you’d do if you thought he was. He selfishly thinks you might treat him with even more care. That later you might help him up and out into your car to take him home. Maybe even cuddle him in bed until he falls asleep. Not that you didn’t already do that, he thinks. You always treat him like that.

“How much did you drink?”

He lowers his hand and wrinkles his nose, “A few beers.”

“Yeah?”

He knows you can tell there’s more, “And whatever Sirius was shotting.”

“Was it sambuca?” You question, squeezing his bicep, fingers tickling the vein on the underside of his arm. You trace it mindlessly, the pattern one you’ve memorised despite not even being able to see it. James shivers under his touch and then almost lets out an audible whine when you stop. He reddens.

“How’d you know?”

“Sambuca makes you tired.” You giggle. “Plus, your tongue’s blue.”

“‘M not tired.” He frowns. He doesn’t know how to say that he’s not tired. He’s just really loving the attention you’re giving him.

“I can see the Z’s in your eyes.”

“You’re dramatic.” Then he yawns.

“Hey, Marls?” You avert your attention to the blonde in front of you, tapping her on the shoulder. James immediately misses the attention you’d been doting him with and it had only been five seconds. He thinks he’s going crazy. “I think you parked me in, you okay to move your car?”

She frowns. “You’re leaving?”

“It’s way past his bedtime.” You poke James in the cheek and he pouts.

“Is not!” He guffaws.

You ignore him and nudge him so he lifts his head. He does and you stand, James makes no effort to get up, letting his head fall back down into the stiff leather of the lounge.

“C’mon, honey.” You smile, hands outstretched in front of you, “Up.”

Honey, he thinks. How could he not get up when you’re using that name?

It’s later in the night now, after you’d driven back to his flat. The both of you now sat in the calm of his kitchen. You’re standing at the door of the refrigerator, the ivory of the light swallowing you whole. Socked feet twisting into the grey tiles, wondering what to eat.

“You hungry hungry?” You lean your weight against the door as it swings, “Or just got the munchies because you’ve been drinking?”

You turn over your shoulder to look at him where he’s standing, leaning against the counter. Arms bulging over the hem of his white shirt where they’re crossed over his chest.

“Because there’s that pasta I can do.” You hold the pasta sauce jar over your shoulder to show him but you quickly sit it back in the fridge where it clinks against the glass shelf. “Or there’s leftover pizza from Thursday? Did you have dinner? Because there’s other…” You stop speaking when you realise he hasn’t said anything since you actually opened the fridge.

"James?"

He straightens up against the counter and outstretches his arms in front of him, "C'mere." It's more of a light demand than it is a question. But he can't feel it in him to care to ask.

"You okay?"

"Yeah." He nods. And then, when you don't move, "Just c'mere, sweetheart. Please?" He sounds desperately whiny though he knows you don't mind. You don't, obviously.

You move to close the space between the two of you, and he holds his breath until you fall into his arms. He wraps them around you, deflating when he leans his elbows into the tops of your shoulders.

"Feeling okay?" You mumble into his chest, probably dampening his clothes. You grip his shirt where it sits around the sides of his hips when he presses further into you.

"What?" He questions, resting his chin atop your head, and you repeat yourself. "Oh, yeah, all good. Just really needed a hug."

He leans down to kiss the bare skin of your shoulder, a wet sound left in its wake when he lifts his mouth. He nudges it with his nose before he spins you around, you now pressed into the bench. You giggle, an airy and light sound that makes James look down at you with glassy eyes.

"You're very touchy today." You smile.

But James only pouts, "Is that okay?"

"What?" You huff a laugh from your nose, "Of course it is."

"I'm not being annoying?" His grip loosens though yours only tightens, the edges of his ribs pressing into the flesh of your arms.

"You'd never annoy me." You deter, "Hug me all you want."

Which he does, burying his face in the junction of your shoulder and his breath tickles your skin. He squeezes you harder and for a moment the air is stripped from you when he leans back and you're standing on your tip toes. Your shirt rides up where it's pinned between your bodies and he can feel the heat from your body seeping through him.

He sits you back down and turns to brush his nose against yours. You press your lips against his, a light push with no actual force. But when he huffs an airy whine out his nose, you lean in further. You don't lead for more than two seconds when he pushes a hand up to cup your cheek, fingers parting over your ear where he cranes your jaw to slot his lips further against yours. He slips his tongue past your lips, pressing into your own. Searching like it was the first time he's ever kissed you. Fingers pressing into the flesh of your hip cruelly where his arm is wrapped around your back.

You pull away, chests heaving through pants. His eyes are misty where they dance over your face, lips and cheeks red under the light of his breakfast bar. He kisses you once more above your lips, atop your cupid's bow and grins.

"I love you." He murmurs, a sound you can barely hear over the hum of the fridge.

"I love you too."

Then he's giggling, a boyish laugh when he unwraps his arms from you. "Your tongue is blue." He smiles.

"Bloody Sambuca."

#james potter imagine #james potter #marauders #marauders fic #harry potter #james potter x reader #james potter drabble #james potter fanfiction #james potter fan fic #james potter x gn!reader #james potterequest

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thirstworldproblemss · 4 months

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Hi!

I was swimming around the FishBen tag on tumblr and saw you recced at least one FishBen fic.... do you happen to have any more? I love them

Hello, nonny!

I love FishBen tooooo!! Sadly, there is not nearly enough Frankie x Benny content out there in the world, but I'm happy to share the (smallish) list of fics I've found for them so far. (Anyone aware of Frankie x Benny content that I've missed, please jump in with recs!! Anon and I will both love you for it!! 😘)

Anyway, on to the...

FishBen Rec List

List Notes:

Fics are Sorted by pairing then alphabetically by Title

Uses AO3 Ratings: General audiences - Teen & up - Mature - Explicit

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Partially cribbed from my prev Frankie x Benny (x reader) ask response

Frankie x Benny (aka. Just the FishBen)

(Why is it that FishBen tends to come almost exclusively either fluffy and/or sexy OR whumpy and full or angst? Who knows, but I love it either way!!)

== Sweet and/or Sexy ==

The Beginning (ao3) by @elvenmother [FxB, get-together fic E, 2.1k, oneshot]

Inside, Upside, & Out by @midnightartemis [FxB, get-together smut, E, 3.7k, complete?]

Put Your Name On It (ao3) by @alwaysbethewest [FxB, sweet & sexy, E, 2.3k, oneshot]

Put Yourself in My Place (ao3) by @alwaysbethewest [FxB, bodyswap smut, E, 3.1k, oneshot]

Right on Cue (ao3) by @alwaysbethewest [pre-FxB, bartender!Frankie, T, 0.4k, oneshot]

Tennessee Whiskey by @mssr-mcknickers [WxS with some FxB, cute Halloween fic, T, 1k, oneshot]

Trou de Cu (ao3) by @alwaysbethewest [FxB, silly & sweet sex shenanigans, E, 0.4k, oneshot]

You Leave a Mark by @alwaysbethewest [FxB, secret relationship, M, 0.4k words, oneshot]

fishben art by @littledozerdraws (dancing, post-fight, pre-fight?, being cute & sweet) [ART: FxB, cute & sweet!]

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== Angst / Whump ==

*be sure to read the warnings with these; things get pretty dark in some of 'em

Cry a Little by @wyn-n-tonic [FxB, hurt/comfort angst, M, 0.8k, oneshot]

fuckin' tell me by @waywaychuck [sort of pre-FxB, hurt/comfort, 0.9k, oneshot]

slippin' off the rails by @waywaychuck [FxB (implied WxS), whump & hurt/comfort, T, 4k, oneshot]

Though I Be The Last by @kesskirata [some FxB in amongst the team whump, E, 19k, 13ch as of Oct '22]

Frankie x Benny x Reader

(I know you didn't ask for this, 'nonny, but since pure FishBen is few and far between, I figured I'd add these as well, for you or anyone else who is interested)

A Helping Hand (ao3) by @dameronscopilot [Fx RxB, smutty threesome, E, 2.2k, oneshot]

Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me? by @everyhowlmarksthedead [FxR x B, revenge? smut, E, 2,8k, oneshot]

Better Together 'verse by @absurdthirst & @wardenparker [FxRxB, E, 53k, 5 finished oneshots in an ongoing series] Fics: Better Together, Taking Care Together, Waking Up Together, Celebrating Together, Together for Christmas

Flashback (ao3) by @green-socks [FxR xB, pining & fluff, E, 0.9k, oneshot]

Heat Wave (ao3) by @thirstworldproblemss & @astroboots [FxRxB, pining pwp, E, 2.2k oneshot in a larger series]

(hold tight) everything's fine by @raincityruckus [FxR("she")xB, pining smut, E, 5.3k, part of a poly!TF series]

Just us by @ezrasbirdie [FxR xB, plus size!reader, E, 4.5k, oneshot, au in series]

Made with Love (ao3) by @thristworldproblemss [FxB (w/in FxRxB), silly hurt/comfort fluff, M, 1k, oneshot in a series]

Messy Pile of Affection (ao3) by @flightlessangelwings [Fx RxB, get-together fic, E, 12k, completed fic in an ongoing series] Series Masterlist

Moonlight 'verse (ao3) by @absurdthirst & @wardenparker [FxRxB, werewolf!Frankie, E, 32k, 2 completed fics in a series] Fics: Moonlight Madness & Full Moon Fury

Not A Competiton (But I'm Winning) (ao3) by @alwaysbethewest [FxRxB, pegging smut, E, 1.2k, oneshot]

No Thinking Over the Weekend by Jazzelsaur (only on ao3) [FxR xB, get-together smut, E, 8.0k, long oneshot]

That's all I could remember and/or find for now. Sorry it's not bigger list, 'nonny! It's really a shame Frankie x Benny stuff isn't more popular since it's such a fun pairing. Anyway, thanks for the ask, and for giving me a chance to spread the FishBen love!! 💕

🧡 twp

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#answered asks #anon ask #frankie morales #benny miller #triple frontier #frankie x benny #frankie morales x benny miller #fishben #fic recs #fic rec list #thirstworldproblemss #twp rec list

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spicyseonghwas · 10 months

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confidence boost | choi san

pairing :: choi san x male reader rating :: 18+ ; sexual content genres/au's :: smut content warnings :: dom!top!reader x sub!bottom!san, heavy cursing, name calling, slut shaming, degradation, body worship, breeding, rough sex, kitchen sex (on the table), marking, choking, spanking, bulging kink, thigh fetish, possessiveness on san's part, slapping cus reader is extra, extra kinky word count :: 1,286 a/n i genuinely just have no idea how the security system works for backstage passes so bear with me :| requested by anon [ask] network tag@preciousillusions-net pt.1 ; pt.2

"l/n m/n?" the security guard asked. you nodded, giving him your id when he asked for it. he looked it over, passed it back to you, and knocked lightly on the door before opening it a crack to let san know you had arrived.

your heart started screaming in your chest the moment you heard san's voice calling you to come in, and the security guard gestured you inside before shutting & locking the door behind you. you spent nearly all your willpower to keep your face from turning impossibly cherry-red as you sat down on the couch per san's silent gesture.

awkward silence...

lots of very tense, awkward silence.

"so... three hours, huh?" san said, breaking the silence after a while.

"heh- yeah..." you giggled sheepishly, scratching the back of your neck awkwardly.

"i get you all to myself for a whole three hours..." he said in a quiet, almost worryingly chipper voice.

"i… y-yeah," you stuttered, turning away.

"c'mere, come play a dinosaur game with me." san said with a happy smile, patting the couch cushion to his left and waving his phone in the air.

"s-sure," you said, pulling out your phone and opening ark- assuming that was the game he was referring to. (a/n: indeed it was. ark is the only game i know a lot about so its ark. author's rules, shut up.)

the offer did make you blush, yes, but it was more so the words that came out of his mouth next that shook you to your core. the words that started the nagging in the back of your mind; that little voice that insisted that something was off.

you gave san your username and he invited you to a private server he'd created, and you and him played the game for about thirty minutes, the silence between you and the man of your dreams finally beginning to feel comfortable. until san rent it in two and left the pieces to rot between you and him.

"y'know, you're awfully quiet and shy for someone walking around giving off such a loudly pronounced aura."

you had nothing to say to this, so you shifted in your seat a bit and tried to continue playing the game, trying your best to ignore the fact that san was quite obviously a) hitting on you, and b) scooting closer and closer to you.

"oh come on, i know you have an answer to that." he sniped playfully, putting his phone down and shoving your shoulder gently with the strength of his.

"san, everything i have in mind to say in response to that would get me blacklisted from everything ateez ever does for the rest of my gay, miserable existence." you said back sassily before continuing your game once more.

"oh you like men, do you?" san teased, "am i your type?"

you stayed silent.

san leaned in and sent a shiver down your spine as you felt his breath on your neck.

"'cus you're definitely mine."

this is when you lost your last ounce of self control.

"god fucking damn it all, choi san, you and your fucking rizz." you spat, throwing your phone aside onto the floor- it was an iphone, and the case was pretty durable… right?

tossing aside every drop of dignity you had, you turned, looked san right in the eyes for a fraction of a second, and the pounced. your hands made identical beelines for san's chiseled face and your lips connected with his in what could very well have been a car crash, your tongue forcing its way into his mouth and your hands tangling into his soft black hair. you ate up the needy groan that ripped through his throat, tangling your tongue with his and feeding him a growl of your own as his hands went up under your shirt and began to roam your back and shoulders. a small whimper escaped your lips when he raked his nails down your shoulders and upper back without warning; he smirked smugly into the kiss and gestured impatiently for you to be rid of your shirt.

he wanted to see your body.

san yanked softly on your hair and leaned down to whisper in your ear.

"y'know, i could really use a bit of a confidence boost, little prince..."

you giggled into san's ear, gladly indulging in the things he was asking for.

"oh san, the things i could say... where do i start?" you hummed, "mmm... your jawline, first off. you could literally cut me with this bitch and i would pay to have it done again."

san chuckled, nuzzling into your neck and biting down on the skin there.

"keep talking and you might get something out of it, pretty boy." he purred into your ear, starting to leave bruises all over your neck.

you giggled again, leaving a bite mark of your own on san's throat before continuing your speech.

"and you're literally shaped like a fucking dorito," you snapped in a loud voice, "and for what? for what, san?? are you trying to become aphrodite?? 'cus it's working like a fucking charm..."

san's pride had already been flying through the roof (probably for no reason at all, honestly), but hearing you talk about him the way you just did honestly had him twitching in his pants. he put his hand over your mouth to shush you, immediately replacing it with his mouth and shoving his tongue into yours. he wrapped his arms tighter around your waist, leaving brand new, stinging, scorching hot scratch marks down your back and shoulders, and his eyes rolled back into his head when you growled hungrily into his mouth.

"f-fuck, san..." you whimpered, wrapping your legs around his waist.

san broke away from the kiss, rolling over into the back of the couch and nuzzling into your neck again.

"well," he said smugly, "i've got the confidence boost i wanted... but now you've given me another problem to deal with."

your eyebrows nearly disappeared into your hair.

"san..."

"yes, darling?"

"are... are you asking me to suck your dick?"

silence.

"yes." san decided after a couple moments. "yes i am."

"gimme."

that was the only answer san needed.

~~~

"fuck..." san whimpered, "fuck, right there, YES, FUCK--"

"yeah?" you cooed, slapping san's face softly and listening happily to his high-pitched whining as you continued dicking him down into oblivion. "you like that, bitch? you're such a nasty slut, you like this, don't you? you like being slapped around..."

"y-yes sir," san whimpered, "f-fuck, it feels so good- fuck, right there, please-"

"such a pretty little fucking slut..." you growled, wrapping your hand around his throat and squeezing as hard as you could.

"m-m/n, fuck, right there, yeah-"

"what was that, bitch? what'd you say?"

"fuck, sir, right there..." san corrected himself in a high-pitched voice, as quickly as he could through the fog that was taking over his brain.

"good boy, that's better." you purred, laying down on top of him and speeding up your ministrations as fast and hard as you could without hurting yourself. san made a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a high-pitched whine as the tip of your dick hit his already-abused prostate.

"fuck, fuck, FUCK, sir, right there, shit- breed meee," san groaned, burying his face in your shoulder and let the feelings of you fucking your load into him hit him like a subway train. he groaned into your neck and bit down as hard as he could, screaming into your neck as his orgasm took him and flew away into the clouds with him.

"you're such a pretty boy," you praised, "you took my dick so well..."

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