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crazyoffher · 9 months

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IMBECILE.

summary: billie's lack of attention toward you causes you to meet with a guy who tries to seduce you. then, does she finally give you attention.

warnings: smut (18+) — oral (r receiving), strap-on, dirty talk, jealousy, men, dom!b and sub!r, roughness, slight begging, slight angst, my writing.

word amount: 2900+

a/n: two posts in one day lesss gooooooo

“Baby, I think we should go.” You nudged Billie, who sat beside you and was too engrossed in her conversation with Claudia and Marinelli to have noticed your tired expression earlier. She turned to hear the sound of your voice, and you noticed how her eyes drooped slightly as well.

The party was a celebration event for one of Billie’s mutual friends from around four years prior, and you originally didn’t want to go. Maybe it was because of the dating rumors between Billie and this friend of hers at the time, but you blamed it on the lack of sleep due to your harsh job. Billie had begged you to accompany her, though, promising to leave around 11 p.m., but it was 1 a.m. and she was still sitting around the couch with her hand on your thigh.

“Ten minutes, please.” She begged you, ignoring your need for sleep as you had to go to work around seven hours later. You were ready to respond when Marinelli tapped on her shoulder, presumably to get her attention again, and she didn’t wait for an answer before indulging herself in the conversation she was previously in.

You sighed, your eyes drooping a little bit, and you knew that the earliest you’d be leaving was thirty minutes, not ten. Seeing a hand wave at you through your peripherals, you tilted your head to see Finneas waving you over from the barside, a drink set off to the side for you.

You moved Billie’s hand from your thigh, the girl seemingly not noticing, and you made your way over to Finneas, eyeing him tilt the drink toward the edge of the bar. You gave him a smile. “Love ‘ya, Finn.”

“Anything for my future sister-in-law.” You pushed his shoulder, taking the cup that was filled with ginger ale and wasting half the cup in one gulp. Bartenders and their ridiculous amounts of ice. “You tired?’

“A little bit,” you hovered your index finger over your thumb, giving him a visual to which he laughed at, “but Billie wants to talk to Marinelli and Claudia more, so I’m trying my hardest to not pass out.”

“I can give you a ride home if you want. Billie’s clearly not taking your own needs into mind.” Finneas offered. You waved him off, telling him it was fine and that you would just… sleep at your desk at work, finishing off the ginger ale and asking the bartender for a glass of water.

You and Finneas talked for a little, maybe five minutes, before he was hit in the head with a pingpong ball on purpose, a couple of his friends trying to catch his attention to get him to play. He turned to you, teeth flashing in a smile to try and get your permission to go, to which you just pushed him off the stool and he left you alone.

You loved Billie’s smile—a happy glint in her eye as she laughed at something Claudia said—but your admiration was disrupted when someone tapped you on the shoulder. Turning, you saw a man, 5’10 in height and dressed in all brown, giving you a smile and a tooth gem sitting on one of his front teeth. “Hey, pretty girl.”

He sat by you to your dismay, deciding not to retaliate at his comment. You were never good at dealing with guys (or girls) flirting with you; Billie usually handled it for you with an arm around the waist or a kiss to the cheek. “You’re dating Billie, yeah?”

“Yeah…”

“Well,” he turned his head, eyeing Billie and seeing her engrossed in a conversation, “she’s not looking, and I think you’re pretty fine. What do you say to me and you in the upstairs bathroom? It’s pretty big and soundproofed, if you know what I mean.” He sent you a wink, and the urges to throw up on him and throw your cup at him met together in your mind.

“I think I’m good.” You scooted away from him slightly, but he only moved his bar stool closer toward you. The bartender delivered your water, but you didn’t want to drink it anymore. “You sure, girl? I mean,” he said, planting his hand on your thigh, in the same position Billie had her hand on, “I can give you the pleasure; I’m almost positive Billie doesn’t give you any-”

“Says who?” You flinched at the familiar voice, whipping your head behind you to see Billie sending the man a death glare. “You don’t know shit, Markus. Come on.” She grabbed hold of your upper arm in a fierce grip, pulling you out of the bar stool and out of the house entirely. Her decency was still there in her mind to open the passenger door for you, but not enough decency as she slammed it shut in rage.

“Billie-”

“No.” She said it simply, her voice awfully calm, and you wouldn’t have thought she was so mad if she didn’t have smoke fuming out of her ears. The drive home was silent. You had decided not to try to talk to her because it would only break out into a major argument.

“Why didn’t you tell him to fuck off? Go and fucking chop his hand off of your thigh?” Her voice rang in your ears as you made it home, walking up the steps to the front door, when you heard the venom that swam through her tone.

“Don’t you go and start blaming me for this.” You fought off her words, or at least tried to. “None of this would’ve happened if you just kept your promise, and we would’ve left two hours ago! But no, it’s fucking one a.m. and you decided to not care about my needs—shit, Billie, I have to leave for work in five hours!”

“Get inside.” She demanded, ultimately shoving you inside the house when you decided not to do what she said. She turned on the light that was beside the front door, illuminating the front of the house and parts of the living room as well. “Don’t you touch me like-”

“Take off your clothes.” The finger you pointed in her direction dropped, and your eyebrows furrowed. “What?”

“Take off your clothes. I’m not gonna ask again.” Billie was already undressing, hanging her coat on the rack beside the door, and unbuttoning the dress shirt that you had requested she wear. Her hands traveled to her belt, unbuckling the leather fabric, and it was then that you snapped out of your trance.

“No,” you hardly ever said no to her, and you said it for good reason. You were definitely into rough sex with Billie—more into it than anything else—but you knew that the more mature route was to talk out her rage, not fuck it out.

You knew you were right. Still, you couldn’t hold back the moan that left your mouth when Billie got you up against the wall. Her hand dug into your pants and underwear, her thumb slowly circling your clit with pressure that’d have you on the edge if she were to rub faster.

“No? Say that one more time for me, baby, and I’ll stop.” The hand that wasn’t cupped around your heat was unbuttoning your jeans button, giving her hand more mobility and allowing her fingers to dip down to your entrance. The tips of her fingers brushed against your hole, and you grinded against her hand in an attempt to get her to properly finger you.

“I’m not hearing you, love.”

“Don’t, d-don’t stop,” You stuttered out, your hands meeting her waist while you grinded into her hand. A smirk slithered it’s way onto her face, her index finger circling around your hole, making you whine out. She grabbed your hand from her waist and planted it against her crotch, your senses alerting you that she had a strap-on.

“You’ve had that on all night?” You met Billie’s gaze, immediately shrinking at how dark her look was. A smirk still sat on her face, and she licked her lips when you started to rub the silicone against your palm.

“I planned on fucking you to sleep, but oh god, this is so much better. Isn’t it?” Her lips met yours, her hand leaving yours that was keen on rubbing her bulge and gripping the back of your neck, pulling you deeper into her as her movements on your clit fastened. You were a moaning mess, the sounds muffled by Billie’s tongue shoved into your mouth as she redirected the two of you to the couch, not once breaking contact.

You broke contact when Billie pushed you onto the couch. Her touch was more gentle compared to before, but you knew she still had steam to blow off. She settled in between your legs, her tongue licking at your hip while her hands moved to take off your jeans, her tongue moving down your right leg the further she took the fabric off of you.

The sight of you biting your lip, trying not to beg her while looking at her with doe eyes and your mouth agape, was something she would never tire of seeing. “You never fail to look so pretty—all mine and never anyone else’s.” Her voice contorted into a slight growl at the end, seemingly remembering why you were now submissive to her on the couch.

Despite the heat of the situation you found yourself in, a light blush tinted your cheeks at her praises, finding them sweet even if she was about to fuck your brains out.

“Now,” she crawled up slightly, her head inches away from your core and her hands gripping your hips where the hems of your underwear were, “I’ll show you the pleasure that fuckhead thinks I can’t give you, yeah?” You nodded vigorously, the two sharp, fang-like teeth that were biting down into your lip starting to draw blood as you waited for her.

Billie sat up, her ass resting on the balls of her feet as she took your underwear off, mouth salivating at the sight of your glistening core even in the slight darkness. Usually, she’d tease you and make you beg for her to put her tongue on your clit, but tonight she was too impatient and dove straight in.

Your hand flew to her hair, grabbing a bunch of it as you let out a rather loud moan at the feeling of Billie licking up and down your folds, the pressure of her tongue hardening as she’d flick over your clit. “Fuck!”

She removed her tongue from your clit, and you let out a distressed whine before letting out a shocked moan at the feeling of her thumb rubbing fast circles on your clit. Her tongue moved to your hole, licking around the area, making you buck your hips up against her face. You knew she was using her saliva as lubrication for the silicone, but it didn’t make the feeling any less pleasurable.

“Mmph, oh…” She ran her tongue over your entrance one more time before spitting on the area, and you’d hate to admit how hot the sight of that was. Your hips bucked up once more as she removed both her tongue and fingers from you, but you didn’t whine because you knew what was coming.

Billie pushed herself up on her elbows, leaning forward to capture you in a harsh kiss, and you could feel her hand travel to the silicone cock she had, not even aware she had taken her pants off. “Be a good girl for me and take all of it, okay?” She asked when her lips left yours, and you nodded with wider eyes than before while your teeth found your bottom lip again.

She crowded her face into your neck, bruisingly sucking on an area to make a hickey while she lined herself up against you. She bit your neck when she thrust her hips forward, filling you with half of the silicone, and you let out a pornographic (though true) moan at the feeling of the girthy, long cock stuffing into you.

“Shit, shit! Faster, please go faster.” You begged her; any self respect you had for yourself was thrown out the window when Billie thrust herself completely into you. Her attack on your neck continued while pumping in and out of you, starting out slow for your own sake but getting the memo to move faster when you hungrily humped against her cock, a desperate search for pleasure ensuing.

She bit, nipped, licked, and sucked around the area on your neck before letting go with a pop, her eyes narrowing at the sight of a large, purple hickey right above your pulse point. She met your lips once more, and you barely kissed back from the daze you found yourself in, Billie’s hips now rocking back and forth impossibly fast.

“Oh, fuck. Look at you all wet and tight around me. My girl.” Billie purred, now sitting up on her knees, allowing her to capture your entire body in her line of sight. Your breasts jumped heavenly against the thin fabric of your shirt, and your head was thrown back, mouth open, because how else could you be letting out the moans that filled Billie’s ears better than any piece of music ever could?

“Shit!” You flung your head forward, strands of hair sticking to your face from sweat, and watched as Billie’s silicone moved in and out of you with ease. That feeling you knew all too well, one where a coil in your stomach was burning, had returned. With every thrust, you felt it was going to snap, and soon.

“God, how I’d love to add this sight of you,” Billie bent over slightly, her hand grazing your cheek and tilting your head to look up at her, “to my collection. How I’d love nothing more than to masturbate to a video of you writhing underneath me when I’m fucking you just like this.”

Billie videotaping the two of you being intimate wasn’t an uncommon experience, but she didn’t do it all the time. You allowed her to do it when she first asked you, and the sight of you in that moment, breasts on display and bouncing while your hair was messed up and covering your forehead, was a sight that Billie wanted to savor. And savor, she did that time, and another time, and another.

She originally brought the idea up because she missed you more than anything while on tour, meaning she missed your body and how you looked underneath her as well. So, when it was close to midnight and her brother and mother were out, she’d pull up the collection she made of you in her photos, and she’d happily finger herself at a video of you sucking off her silicone or getting rammed by it.

She stuck her thumb into your mouth, which you happily sucked on, biting down on it when you felt Billie hit that sweet, spongy spot inside of you. She groaned at the feeling of your teeth clenching around her finger because she was fucking you too well, and she could tell you were close to releasing when you started twitching.

“I know you’re close, baby, am I right?” Billie grabbed your left leg, pushing it up and over her ankle, allowing her to fuck you deeper and harder. You gasped around her finger, eagerly nodding at her words. You moved your right hand to brush the hair out of your face, holding yourself up slightly to watch as Billie slammed the silicone cock in and out of you with ease.

“Billie—fuck! I’m gonna cum; can I cum?” Desperation was more than evident in your voice, and you had been teased and forced to beg one too many times to the point where it was instinctive to ask for permission. Billie only grinned, resting the side of her face against your leg that was on her shoulder while she fucked into you, her eyes darkening as you held eye contact with her. “Billie, please!”

You felt the vibrations of her laugh travel throughout your leg, and you found yourself struggling to hold off the release you desperately wanted. With a bite of her lip, her eyes explored throughout your body, starting from her hips driving into yours up to your face, impatience clear in your narrowed eyes.

“You’ve been good. Cum for me, baby.” That was the only agreement you needed to loosen up, your orgasm hitting you hard from the delay, having you shaking and twitching under Billie. She pumped slowly in and out of you to help you ride out your orgasm, her mouth salivating at the white substance that coated her silicone. She ran her index finger through your wet pussy before taking the collected cum and putting it into her mouth, sucking off your sweet juices considering pineapple was your favorite fruit.

With her adrenaline running out, Billie fell on top of you, her hands holding your waist while yours dug back into her hair, this time softly scratching her scalp. The silicone cock was still inside of you, and every slight movie Billie made had you twitching slightly, though you weren’t horny anymore.

With a yawn, you rested your head back on the couch, letting out content breaths. “You think I should call out of work today?”

“If I can keep you like this,” Billie’s arms fully wrapped themselves around your waist, her face burying into the cloth of your shirt, “then definitely.”

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eheavenlyy · 6 days

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the first time jean falls asleep on jeremy he doesn’t know what to do. jeremy contemplates moving jean off of him gently so he doesn’t overstep any boundaries, he even considers waking him up to get jean somewhere more comfortable, but as he curls into him with a content smile and continues to rest peacefully, jeremy just can’t bring himself to move; not wanting to risk waking him. he stays perfectly still, both arms to himself and off of jean just to be safe, and let’s him cuddle into him however he likes. he watches his light breathing for awhile and waits for any sign of discomfort so he can leave him be, but it never comes. it’s not only jean who feels safe enough to fall asleep and leave himself vulnerable, but jeremy too feels safer than ever before in the comfort of jean’s light embrace and trust.

#fake scenario #aftg #jean moreau #all for the game #the sunshine court #tsc #jeremy knox #jerejean #sooooo normal about them

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crybyemissamericanpie · 4 months

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Gn!Actor!Reader talking about Josh Hutcherson through the years(2012-2023)

tell me if you guys wanna see more of these :)

Gn!Actor!Reader talking about Josh Hutcherson through the years(2012-2023)

TW:none

2012 - The Hunger Games Era

"So, y/n, you've been working with such talented people, who's the one who you really grew close to"The interviewer asks with a smile as he shifts in his seat a bit

Y/n chukles a bit at the question"It was probably with Josh Hutcherson we just kinda got each other instantly"They say with a small smile

"Any memorable moments behind the scenes with him?"He asks

"Oh,there was a time when they-the team-ere filming scenes when me and Josh weren't in so they let us go into the bakery,that is actually a bakery and make something" They say with a smile, the memories flooding back

"Well how tasty were the goods?"He asks with a small smile

"Let's just say, we're better actors than bakers" they say with a small laugh

2013 - Catching Fire

"Well people love you and Josh,so what do you think about further movies together?"The interviewer asks with smile as she fixes her own hair a bit

"There will definitely be more movies together, and I don't know why people cast us together all the time"Y/n explains, with a small smile while furrowing her brows

"It's the dynamic between the two of you"She says with a smile

"Maybe!"

2014 - Escobar: Paradise Lost

"Another film with Josh in one year,how was it? What happened off screens"She asks

"Well.. Not a lot actually"They say with a small chukle"uhm,he basically tutored me in Spanish all the time behind the screens,so there were no 'omg we did this!' Behind the scenes but it was fun"They say

2018 - Future Man

"You and Josh have both directed and acted in the show,correct?"the interviewer asks, fixing his glasses

"Correct" They say,giving a small nod

"Its a very humorous movie with many... interesting scenes, how did those came to mind?"He asks

Y/n chukles knowing what kind of scenes he meant"while we were writing the plot and the script one of us would go like 'wouldn't this be funny' and the other one would say ''thats hilarious' and then we wrote it in"They explain with a small smirk"it was interesting,let's just say that!"

2018 - The Disaster Artist

"How did you and Josh prepare for that role, since both of you had to play a very different character pairing it to other movies?"She asks, looking between y/n and Josh

"We did Method acting,actually"Josh says, as his gaze moves to y/,a smile creeping on his face

"Yeah, we attempted to make our worst movie, ever" They says with a smile"but it ended up pretty good"

2023 - Mockingjay Part 2

"Back to the 'Hunger Games' franchise with 'Mockingjay Part 2.' How does it feel knowing that you were apart of such a famous and beautiful trilogy with such amazing actors?"

"It's bittersweet, but I can't complain.I made many friends in the way,Jen,Josh,Sam and I could go all day" They say, with a smile

"Could you even say that it's the best cast you ever had"He asks with a small smile as he raises his eyebrow

"I could and I would say that,everyday when I go to bed I wish that when I wake up I will be back in 2012 in the filming set, but you know all good things must come to an end eventually"

#josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader #josh hutcherson x gn!reader #celebrity #dating #fake scenario #jhutch #hungergames #disaster artist #future man #pradise lost #interview

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jkslipppiercing · 7 months

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Still With You | jjk

• summary: a wife speaking to her husband, which happens to be jungkook, which also happens to be dead.

• warnings: not much to be said, mentions of death ig, established relationship.

• WC: this is a drabble and i have no idea but it's <1k words.

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please enjoy! wrote this in literally 5 mins and i know it's random ;-;

i was stressing and i didnt know what to do.

you were standing off to the side,

not interfering,

not judging,

completely quiet.

i felt self-conscious at your observation,

but i tried to do my best.

my hands started shaking,

my palms started sweating,

and i slid a glance of panic your way,

but still,

you said nothing.

the screwdriver dug into my palm,

and i clutched it in my hand,

a minute away from throwing it across the room.

just when i was about to give up,

you spoke.

"go on.

you're doing good, you dont need my help."

i didnt believe the ever so soft-spoken words,

despite that,

i kept going.

something as simple as assembling a desk shouldn't have been so hard,

but i was fumbling.

the screw wouldn't go in the destined hole,

and it drove me insane.

i was so frustrated,

but even if i kept failing,

knowing that you were there to cheer me on,

sparred my emotions out of control.

you gave me the push i never knew i needed.

you pushed off the wall and walked toward me,

my hands shook again,

my breath shallowed just when your steps halted behind me.

your front flushed against my back.

you placed your hands on my waist,

snuggled your nose into the crook of my neck,

breathed the scent of my hair in,

and mumbled.

you mumbled a sentence i wish i could play on repeat.

"you did it, my love.

you did so well."

butterflies erupted in my stomach,

my skin went up aflame.

i turned my neck just enough for my lips to lightly graze against your cheek.

you shifted your face abruptly,

catching my lips with yours.

i couldnt help but smile into the kiss,

thankful for your light shining brightly upon my darkness.

i wished for that moment to last for eternity,

but what could i have done?

it was inevitable.

now, a couple feet separated us;

you under me,

me above you.

only six feet of distance,

yet it felt like the gaping distance between the sky and the earth.

i loved- love you more than words could ever define, my love.

our daughter does, too.

she knows how amazing of a father you could've been,

if only your departure didn't have to be so soon.

i miss you,

we all do.

asking you to come back would be in vain, but still,

if only i could turn back time,

if only you didn't shield me,

if only the sniper would've hit the actual target,

if only you would've lived,

if only you didn't die for me.

i named her Jeon Seol,

your eyes, nose, and lips,

my smile, hair, and voice.

she looks just like her father,

acts just like her mother,

a girl who would live to be a legend,

just like her dad wanted.

i will forever be yours,

until my very last breath,

still with you.

sincerely, your wife, mrs. jeon.

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#jungkook jeon #jjk #jeon jungkook #jungkook ff #jungkook drabble #bts fanfiction #jungkook fanfiction #love yall #have a great day #you are enough #im so sorry idk if this is bad i think it is #lol i hope yall like it cuz i hate it #haya's random thoughts #fake scenario

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