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shiny star | lee seokmin

➝ Seokmin x Reader

➝ shiny star!au // university!au // non idol!au // strangers to lovers // fluff // slice of life

➝ word count: 5.3k~

➝ warning: curses, food.

➝ inspired by: Shiny Star (2020) - KyoungSeo

➝ shiny star playlist

➝ Shiny Star masterlist (can be read as standalone)

Seungcheol // Jeonghan // Joshua // Junhui // Soonyoung // Wonwoo // Jihoon // Seokmin // Mingyu // Minghao // Seungkwan // Hansol // Chan

A/N: in an ideal world, this would drop on 18 February 2022 00:00 KST and be proofread. alas, this world is nothing but ideal. happy late birthday seokmin, it's been long since i write anything so i hope this is... okay. enjoy.

A/N 2: shoutout to @twogyuu and @lily-blue who share the same birthday as our precious boys <3

널 좋아하는 내 마음이 표현이 안 돼 the way I like you can't be expressed 꿈이 아니면 좋겠어 자꾸 웃음 나와 I hope this isn't a dream, I keep on laughing

[✾✾✾]

Seokmin has never liked people whispering.

It makes him feel like he’s out of loop and sometimes it feels like they’re whispering about him. He doesn’t like it even more when he catches people whispering with each other without trying to be subtle; why bother whispering then? Might as well just talk loudly if they’re going to make someone uncomfortable one way or another. Why make them anxious for no reason?

That said, he’s very annoyed right now because the group on the table next to him is clearly snickering to each other about someone in his class, whispering to themselves (even though he can still hear parts of their conversations that he doesn’t want to be a part of) as they not so subtly point at someone in front of the class.

Seokmin truly wishes whoever they’re pointing at, this person doesn’t notice because at least they’re not facing each other.

…always by herself. Tsk. She probably thinks she’s above everyone.

True. Just because she’s top of the class and everything. No wonder she doesn’t have friends.

Have you ever seen her talk to anyone in class?

No. I;m pretty sure she–

And he puts on his earphones and drowns their voices, turning up the song so he wouldn’t have to listen to whatever bullshit they’re spewing anymore. It works, but his eyes travel to the girl sitting by herself on the second row up in front; her body slumped forward as she leaned on her arms.

Cruel how one can stay silent and people would still make shit up somehow.

[✾✾✾]

The next time Seokmin comes to class, his eyes find the same girl on the same seat, this time with earphones on and hand busy scribbling something on her notebook.

He also notices the same girls seating a few rows behind, whispering and pointing like no one else can see what they’re doing. It irks him, but he’s never been one to confront people and act heroic; so he does what he can in his own way, makes his way next to the girl and sits on the empty seat right next to hers.

The whispering seems to stop, if only for a few seconds. And when the faint hushes continue, he assumes it’s for a different reason.

“Is it… okay to sit here?” He asks, albeit a little late.

You look so startled, as if not expecting anyone to be addressing you–let alone sit on the empty seat next to you when there are obviously lots of empty ones on the back.

“Umm… Yeah, sure.”

He beams even though you seem like you’re still not sure how to interact with him.

“I’m Seokmin, by the way. It’s too noisy in the back nowadays, figured I should try sitting in front.”

This seems to satisfy you, as you nod and offer him your name, and Seokmin pats himself in the back when you take out your earphones and put them back in their case. This means you’re not against him being there, right?

The awkwardness that follows is a little hard to swallow, but he forces another question after a painful three seconds for the both of you.

“You always sit in front, don’t you?”

You shrug then repeat what he exactly just said a while ago. “It has always been noisy in the back for me.”

And the conversation stops again.

You don’t look like you don’t want to talk to him though, just very unsure about what to say and Seokmin will take that as a win. Thankfully, Professor Kim comes in just in time and starts the class almost immediately after. It’s a hit or miss when it comes to his class, and sometimes it’s such a big miss that Seokmin regrets taking History of English Literature as an elective, cursing Wonwoo for saying this course was easy and he didn’t have to do much.

The thing about Professor Kim is that he speaks quite fast and his power point sucks. He explains well, but sometimes Seokmin struggles following his pace that he’d miss words in his notes. He sighs as this happens yet again, then his gaze ends up on your notes and he must’ve gasped audibly because you turn to give him a questioning look.

“Your notes are… very nice.” is the only thing he dumbly manages to say.

“Thank you…?” You blink in confusion then, without meaning to, turn to look at his notes. You hold back a wince at how messy it is, though you appreciate the fact that he’s trying and he’s here to actually learn something. “Do you… need help?”

With the way he looks at you, you might as well be offering the world to him. Damn, you’ve never seen someone who looks so much like a harmless puppy.

“You’d do that?”

You shrug, telling him you don’t mind. You’ve always liked helping people study, but no one except for Jennie and Jimin ever asked for your help. Even those two hesitated at first and only gathered enough courage to ask you after you got close.

“Can we talk after class?”

“Sure.”

And that’s how you end up here one hour later, still in the classroom even though everyone else has left. Seokmin, as it turns out, is not very good when it comes to speed writing. You went through his notes for a bit after class ended, and you pressed your lips together to hold back whatever you wanted to say because you don’t know this guy enough to see if he’d get offended.

Well, whatever. You were the one who offered to help, anyway, and he does look very harmless of a person.

“How do you want me to help?”

“Mmh…” Now that you put it that way, what was he expecting of you? “I either miss his explanation or miss writing things down because he speaks quite fast. So it’s always one or the other and I always end up borrowing someone’s note or asking a friend to explain it again after class.”

You seem to consider this for a bit, lips pursing in thought as you focus on his notes and Seokmin takes that time to finally, finally look at you. How has he never noticed you before? You’re not the prettiest person he’s ever seen in his life, but you’re definitely attractive and you’re most definitely his style.

You have a lot of piercings on your left ear, he notices (because your right one is covered by your hair), and when his eyes wander to your lips, he realizes that they are on the smaller side and it’s then that he snaps out of his gaze because your lips are moving and he barely registers whatever’s coming out of them.

“–tomorrow?”

“Sorry?” He smiles sheepishly. God, you’re so going to think this is why he’s bad at taking notes, that he’s bad at concentrating and you’re going to regret offering him help.

Unexpectedly, you let out a huff of amusement before repeating your words, not a speck of annoyance in your eyes.

“I said I already have plans today so I’m not sure I can help you as much as I’d like to. Would it be okay if we see each other tomorrow?”

The ‘yes!’ that comes out of his mouth is way too fast that he’s almost embarrassed, but seeing the way your face scrunches up in amusement is worth it and he quickly asks for your number so he can text you tomorrow. He feels like a high school boy all of sudden, heart giddy as he patiently waits for you to punch in your number into his phone.

Seokmin bites back a smile as he looks at your contact even minutes after you left the room, saying goodbye with the prettiest smile and a small wave.

[✾✾✾]

“I want to try this katsu place.” Jimin announces his presence before he plops down on the empty seat in front of you, though neither you or Jennie look up from your phones. “And because you brats don’t have manners, you two are coming with me. No choice whatsoever.”

Jennie groans, but still asks when and where, finally putting her phone down to give him the time of her day. You listen to the conversation, not really in the mood to join in their usual banter because you honestly just want to take a nap but you already bailed on them three times this month so you have to be here now.

You value your life more than that. You’re not risking Jennie and Jimin taking your life with their bare hands if you miss another hang out.

“Somewhere in Yeonnam. And I want to try immediately. So, lunch tomorrow.”

“Can’t.” You sigh, then glare at Jimin when he dramatically whispers that you finally put down your phone. “Promised someone I’d help them with this subject.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. This guy from my History of Literature class.” You pause. “But you guys can go ahead and try the katsu place without me if you want.” When you look up to meet their stares, you wince and sit straight on your seat. “...or not. Reschedule or we can have late lunch? I should be finished at 2 ish.”

“Late lunch it is.” Jimin grins, clapping his hands together in satisfaction. “And I’m picking you up. I’m not letting you bail last minute for whatever reason.”

[✾✾✾]

“Do you want me to be completely honest?” You end up going straight to it. Seokmin looks soft-hearted, and you mean it in the best way possible, but for someone as curt as you are, it’s not always easy to thread around someone like him. You don’t want to offend him by accident, but you don’t know him enough so you suppose you don’t really have any choice but to go straight to the point and see from there.

“...sure.”

“I think it’s less about you not paying attention, but more about you not used to writing… umm… summarized notes?”

Seokmin tilts his head, and the way his eyes are trying to find answers in yours almost make you blush, so you clear your throat and pretend to point at something on his notes.

“You don’t need to write down every single word he’s saying. Just the keywords.” You start off, making sure he’s listening. And once you’re sure he’s grasped what you say next about taking notes, you continue to go through the subject and parts that he still doesn’t quite understand.

It goes on like that for about 40 minutes, which is already more than you expected it to be. You thought Seokmin would be the type that would take breaks every fifteen minutes, even for a bit, but he’s been so focused on studying that you actually feel a little touched that he’s taking this seriously.

You have always had a soft spot for people who work hard, and even though you don’t know which major Seokmin is actually taking, you know this course is just something he takes for the credits. Perhaps he thought it’d be easy? That’s the general impression people have when it comes to literature.

Whatever it is, you appreciate him working hard right now.

You jump when your phone buzzes with notifications, and when you look at it, it’s the group chat blowing up yet again.

[13:36] Kim Jennie: we’re meeting at 3 right???

[13:36] Kim Jennie: am like 30 mins away from yeonnam so i’ll head out at 2 30

[13:43] Jiminnie: ok ok

[13:44] Jiminnie: where u at @yn

[13:44] Jiminnie: yn

[13:44] Jiminnie: ynnnnnn

[13:44] Jiminnie: yn answer me😡😡😡

[13:45] STOP wtf

[13:45] Jiminnie: YN😡😡

[13:46] Jiminnie: oh youre here

[13:46] Kim Jennie: yes jimin wtf?? I’m muting you guys

[13:46] Jiminnie: not my fault she’s not answering???

[13:47] Have you considered that some of us have something to do????

[13:47] I told you I’m tutoring this guy from my class

[13:47] And I’m in the Central Building, you’re really picking me up?

[13:50] Jiminnie: yes 🥰

[13:50] Jiminnie: brought my car with me today

[13:50] Hooo nice. Then please get me some boba while you’re at it <3 Thank you, mwah

[13:51] Yeonnam is only like 10 minutes away by car tho right??

[13:51] I’ll wrap up my tutoring session at 4.30 then

You look up when you hear Seokmin groan from your side, cracks his neck then straightens his back.

“Let’s take a ten minute break?” You offer, and his appreciative groan makes you chuckle that he scrunches his nose in embarrassment. You look through your bag to see if you have some snack, and when you find a chocolate bar you tap his shoulder and offer it to him.

“You sure?” He asks like you’re giving him some kinda expensive gift.

“You deserve it.” You shrug. “I’ve never seen someone so focused on this subject.”

“That’s a compliment… right?”

“Definitely.” The grin you send his way is enough to make him grin too, and Seokmin thanks you once again before taking the chocolate and immediately breaking it into two. “Oh, thank you.”

He looks at you weirdly, though the smile doesn’t fall from his face. “This is literally your chocolate, why are you thanking me?”

“I gave it to you though. So it’s yours.”

“Yeah, but it’s still originally yours?”

“Do you want the chocolate or not?”

“Right. Sorry.” He pretends to sulk, but the smile in his face betrays the whole act and you end up laughing with Seokmin before your phone buzzes again, making you jump once again. Seriously, you never get used to the sound of electronic devices vibrating against any surface.

Your phone lights up, Jimin’s message on top of your screen.

[13:55] Jiminnie: you’re lucky i love you

Next to you, Seokmin tenses. Why, he’s not sure.

“Boyfriend?” He says before he knows it, and when you look at him in surprise, he clears his throat and gives you a hesitant smile. “Sorry, didn’t mean to look. I thought it was my phone vibrating and I accidentally looked at your text.”

“It’s fine.” You shrug, understanding that it could happen. “And no, he’s not my boyfriend.”

And you leave it at that, not giving him any explanation because, frankly, you don’t owe him any. You don’t seem to notice Seokmin’s curious and lingering gaze though, and you start another topic as you ask about his major instead.

You end up talking for more than ten minutes, because conversation falls easily with Seokmin. You’ve always liked making new friends and talking to people despite your way of talking, but approaching someone and talking to them first is a personal fear of yours that you don’t think you’d get over anytime soon.

That said, Seokmin seems like a very sweet person and talking to him proves that your assumption has been right. He’s not overly chatty, but you can tell he’s passionate about certain topics and he’s very attentive to what you’re saying even though you’re just talking about some random episode you remember happening in retrospect to something he said.

You don’t think you’ve ever seen someone as sincere as he is.

[14:32] Jiminnie: you finished? Am gonna arrive in front of the central building in 5 mins

“Oh.” You blink at his text. Huh. It’s already half past two? Didn’t you just take a ten minute break right before two?

Seokmin looks at you in worry, and when he asks if something’s wrong, you give him a small smile and lock your phone again. “Sorry, I promised to have lunch with my friends at 3 and I need to leave in a bit.”

Friends, huh? He wonders if you’re just saying it. But he can’t deny the bitter feeling on the tip of his tongue as he remembers ‘Jiminnie’ once again and the text he saw. But, then again, doesn’t it make sense that someone as attractive as you to have a boyfriend already? Or someone who’s close to being one?

His mind suddenly takes him to the girls snickering about you; the absolute bullshit of assumptions they’ve been spewing about you. They don’t know how fun you actually are, and even though you can be blunt with your words, even from the short time he’s spent with you, he can tell that you’re very considerate. You seem to know when to stop yourself before saying anything too blunt.

“Seokmin? Are you not going to tidy up?” You ask when you realize he’s been zoning off, your fingers hovering over your phone screen.

“Huh. Right.” He wonders if he should just leave or study a little more, not that he wants to at this point. Maybe he can text Seungkwan and the others to see if they’re still in uni. “Where are you having lunch?”

“Oh! My friend wants to try this katsu place in Yeonnam so we’re going there.” You pause and wonder if Jennie and Jimin would mind you inviting him to your lunch date. Seokmin seems nice enough, though you’re not sure just yet if he’ll mix well with your little circle. Hmmm, maybe next time. “You going somewhere?”

Seokmin shrugs. “Not sure yet. I’ll try texting my friends to see if they’re still around, I don’t really feel like going home just yet.”

Should you just invite him?

“Do you w–”

“Heyyy!” A familiar place echoes through the classroom, Jimin’s happy grin peeking from the door. When he realizes you’re not by yourself, he blinks and stands straight before making his way to your table and places the boba you asked for then greets Seokmin with a friendly smile. “Oh. Hi! Sorry, I thought you’re by yourself.”

You look at the drink with twinkles in your eyes, and hug him a little from the side as a thank you.

“I’m Jimin, by the way.” He kindly offers his hand with a smile, and Seokmin returns the gesture as he introduces himself. He takes the guy in and wonders if this is the kind of guy you’re into, or if he really is just a friend. He knows he shouldn’t assume, but, then again, he always tends to do that when he’s interested in someone. Everyone feels like a competition.

Wait.

Is he interested in you?

“Oh! You’re friends with Hansol, aren’t you?” The older guy exclaims once he realizes why Seokmin looks familiar. “I think I’ve seen you around with him before.”

“Oh, yeah, I am. How do you know Hansol?” He really doesn’t feel like talking to Jimin at this point, but he doesn’t want to be rude and it’s not like he’s done anything to piss him off. He seems nice, if anything. Seriously, he needs to get his mind together.

“A friend of a friend. I need to hang out with him one of these days.” He trails off on his own, when he notices you finish organizing your stuff, he asks if you’re ready to go. “It’s nice meeting you, Seokmin! I’ll see you around.”

He returns the sentiments, giving him a forced smile that’s hopefully not too strained. His smile softens when he sees you though, and you shyly wave at him, whispering a ‘I’ll see you in class’ before you leave with Jimin.

Damn, he’s already in deeper than he thought he was.

[✾✾✾]

It becomes a routine for you to meet and just hang out with each other after Professor Kim’s class. The first few meetings, you mostly studied and would talk from time to time during breaks. But at some point, you end up just talking with so little studying on the side.

Seokmin seems to be better at taking notes nowadays, and the fact that you’re helping him probably contributes a lot to him understanding better too. Objectively speaking, your notes are really easy to understand and you’ve kindly offered him to study together if he's up for it.

Why wouldn't he be?

"I don't think I can study today," you say as soon as you sit next to him in class. That's become a routine too, one that, thankfully, has made the whispering die down even though it still happens from time to time.

“It’s fine,” he reassures you, something inside him flips at the fact that you feel the need to apologize even though it’s not like you’ve both promised to meet each other every week. It’s been… what, almost two months? Wow, has he really been constantly hanging out with you for two months straight? “Going somewhere?”

“Yeah. Jimin wanna go somewhere and he decides that I’m going with him.” You scrunch your nose in mock annoyance.

After two months of hanging out with you and Jimin popping in out of nowhere from time to time, Seokmin realizes that he really is nothing but a friend. You’d sometimes complain about his tendency to drag you and your other friend (whose name you’ve yet mentioned) without really giving you any choice to refuse. Though, most of the time, you do end up having fun so it’s just a reflex for you at this point to complain just for the sake of it.

Judging from the way you talk about him and the few times he’s seen you with the older guy, Seokmin has had his own share of close girl friends to know that you really do consider Jimin as a friend and nothing more.

“Did he at least tell you this time where you’re going?” He grins.

“Nope. This is the only thing he said.” You say as you show him your phone, a pout in your face.

[09:07] Jiminnie: lunch today.

[09:07] Jiminnie: i know none of u r busy, so.

[09:08] Jiminnie: will see u guys in the usual place at 2 <3

Seokmin laughs at that, then shows you a meme Hansol sent to the group chat some time ago that reminds him exactly of the situation you’re in. After talking so much with Seokmin, you’ve realized that you share almost not one single interest with him. Your preferences in movies, music, or TV shows are all different, but you’ve found out that your humor code when it comes to memes are exactly the same that you’ve also started sending each other memes on Instagram.

The texting has become a routine too for you two. And while he doesn’t really see you a lot around campus because your faculty’s building is on the opposite side of the campus with his, he’d see you from time to time in the campus’ park, making your way somewhere.

If he’s to be completely honest, he’s been trying to find a good time to ask you out on a date. Yes, you’ve spent a lot of time together, just the two of you, but it has never felt like a date because it’s become a routine and Seokmin wants something special.

Do you feel the same though?

What if you don’t? Will this scare you off?

No, you’re not that kind of person, he believes. If you’re not into him, you’d probably politely reject him and go on as usual. He doesn’t think you’re the type to ghost a friend just because of something like this.

The thought eases him a bit, but it still scares him a little. Perhaps he should start thinking about where to invite you first before asking you to go on a date.

“Something on your mind?” You offer him a comforting smile, one that makes his heart melt every single time.

He shakes his head though, telling you it’s nothing.

“Okay. Just know I’ll listen if you need someone, okay?”

His chest warms at your words, and a full smile blooms on his face as he nods and thanks you, his gaze piercing into yours.

“I’ll keep it in mind. But it’s really nothing, don’t worry.”

You hope Seokmin doesn’t notice the way your cheeks heat up at the way he’s looking at you.

[✾✾✾]

“You’ve been hanging out with Seokmin a lot, haven’t you?” Jimin starts the moment all of your food are served in front of you, the waiter leaving your table barely a second ago.

“I told you I’ve been helping him study.” You try to play it cool, shrugging with nonchalance. Anyone else would believe your act, really, but these two know you too well to be fooled by your faux indifference.

Jimin narrows his eyes at you, but before he can say anything, Jennie cuts him off saying, “I think he’s friends with my cousin. A pretty close one, at that.”

“Oh? Is he cool? He seems nice the few times I’ve met him. A little too nice, to be honest, but he does seem the type.”

“I… don’t talk to my cousin enough to know.” She smiles sheepishly.

“Why did you even bring it up then…”

“Well, my cousin doesn’t really make friends because he’s quiet. And he’s pretty… uh, choosy when it comes to people he associates himself with, so I think it means something that they’re close.”

“Can we move on to the next topic?” You urge with an innocent smile. You don’t even know what you feel for him, really, but you know for sure you like hanging out with the guy and you’re more conscious of yourself when it comes to him. A part of you wants to keep on talking to him, and sometimes you find yourself wondering how would it feel like to just… go around campus with him by yourself. It’s such a small thing to wonder about, but even that itself is enough to make you bite back a smile.

“No. Not until you–”

“Jen?” A deep voice calls for her, and you’re about to thank whoever’s listening up there for the interruption only to freeze when you look up, because Seokmin is there, together with… whoever these people are.

“Oh, Wonwoo, hi.” She waves and greets everyone in his party, apparently familiar with all of them. You share a smile with Seokmin, one that doesn’t go unnoticed by Jimin. He grins to himself before standing up to greet a familiar face behind Wonwoo.

“Hansol, man! Been a long time.” He meets him in a half hug, nodding at Seokmin before turning to Wonwoo. “Hi! I’m Jimin. You’re Jennie’s cousin? Why don’t you join all of us here?”

Wonwoo looks at his friends, but none of them says anything so he shrugs and says ‘sure’. Asking the waiter to put the tables together, Wonwoo and Hansol go to order while Seokmin is left with Seungkwan at the table.

Naturally, Seokmin sits next to you and Seungkwan on his other side. Seungkwan introduces himself, and Jennie takes the role to introduce you and Jimin before the younger guy launches into different topics to find mutual grounds.

“Didn’t think I’d see you here.” Seokmin says lowly, his voice only for you to hear.

“I know right,” you murmur back, somewhat shy to be talking to him in front of your and his friends. You’re not embarrassed of him by any means, but there’s just something so embarrassing about being perceived together with him when you know Jimin already has ideas on his mind.

The feeling is pleasant, but you can’t help but turn bashful.

Your eyes meet Jimin’s, and when he raises an eyebrow just to mess with you, you glare at him in hope he’ll shut his mouth.

“So, Seokmin,” he starts, blatantly ignoring your pleading eyes. “You’ve been hanging out with our Y/N here a lot, yeah?”

“She’s been helping me study Professor Kim’s class. She’s really great at teaching, really.” He shrugs, unsure how else to address his current… situation with you. What was he supposed to say, anyway? That he’s currently looking into the right time and place to ask you on a date?

“She is, she is.” Jimin nods in agreement, chewing on his fries. “I think she mentioned his class wasn’t pleasant though. Something about people being nosy. Is it true?”

“Jimin.” You frown at him, not expecting him to take that route. You knew it still bothers him, but you thought he has let it go once you said you now have Seokmin with you in class. He’s always been protective when it comes to you and Jennie, and you had let it slip some time ago that you considered dropping Professor Kim’s classes because some people just wouldn’t shut their mouth while you’re just there to study.

“What? I just want to know if it’s true.”

Seokmin looks at the two of you, something in him breaks a little at the fact that, apparently, you know that there are people whispering about you.

“I’m…” He considers pretending not to know, but he doesn’t think that’d help and decides being honest would be best. “Yeah, I think so. That’s why I started sitting in front, actually.”

This is the first time you’re hearing this also, and the way you snap your neck to face him would be funny if not for the current topic and the atmosphere at hand.

“Really?”

“Yeah. It gets really annoying even for me.” He shrugs like it’s nothing. Because it’s really not. Sometimes he wishes he has it in him to talk to those girls and tell them to shut up, that they don’t have the rights to talk shit about people, that they’re being a nuisance and they should stop.

But he doesn’t. And he feels like a coward at times for being so soft-hearted.

Jimin hums and drops the topic though, seemingly satisfied for whatever reason. The topic moves to another one, though you don’t really join in because you’re not in the mood after the talk earlier.

Is that why Seokmin sat next to you at first?

You bite your lip as you collect your thoughts together, and when Seokmin nudges you and asks if you’re okay, you try to reassure him that you’re fine and thank him for asking. It’s almost an hour later that you’re outside to get some air, everyone’s finished eating, but they decide they want to talk some more so you excuse yourself out for a bit.

You don’t need to look up to know it’s Seokmin who’s followed you out, and you smile at him when you meet his eyes.

“You’re really okay?” He asks once again just in case.

“Mmm… Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Is that… really why you sat next to me that day?”

Seokmin doesn’t like that he’s not sure how to decipher your feelings. Are you upset? Are you thankful? Are you indifferent?

“Yeah. I noticed some people whispering and it irked me.” He admits softly, his eyes moving away from yours. “I’m sorry I couldn’t tell them to shut up and stood up for you instead.”

“What? No, Seokmin, I want to thank you for even doing what you did.” You reach for his hand despite the loud beating in your chest, cheeks heating up once again when you feel him squeezing your hand. “And for sticking around after that. I didn’t expect anyone to do anything, actually. So what you did is more than enough.”

He squeezes your hand once again, then remembers something that Jimin said a while ago.

“You considered dropping the class because of it?”

“Yeah… I was thinking about dropping it that day, actually. But you sat next to me and… yeah.” You scrunch your nose adorably, looking down at your hand wrapped against his.

His face breaks into a smile at your words, and his thumb caresses your skin before he decides to just go fuck it right there.

“You want to go on a date with me?”

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x0xomady · 2 months

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pleasing*

pt. 2

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⭒ ceo!harry/model!reader ⭒ age gap ⭒ smut ⭒ minors dni! ⭒ 18+ ⭒

summary: harry is the ceo of a sex toy brand called pleasing. he is doing a new release and thinks y/n is the best model for it.

go read pt. 1 first if u haven’t !!!

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it has been a week since i saw harry. i still can’t believe he wants me to do the campaign for pleasing. it almost feels like an insult. wouldn’t it be like being a pornstar? not that it’s a bad thing, but i have a certain reputation that would be tainted.

on the other hand...

harry was hot. i was flattered he chose me out of all the models and girls he knows.

the pros of doing this would be i would get to see harry again.

the cons. hmm maybe there is no negatives.

fuck it.

“hello! this is mr. styles office how can i help you?” i hear harry’s secretary saying cheerfully through the phone.

“hi! this is y/n y/l/n. harry asked me about doing his newest campaign."

“oh y/n! yes harry told me to expect your call. are you agreeing to do it?” she asks sweetly.

“yeah i’d love to!”

“okay, mr. styles would like you to meet him tomorrow at 1:00. does that work with you?"

“yes i’ll be there."

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as noon rolled around, i started to panic. i’ve never done this before and i don’t know what it’s going to be like. i didn’t even ask him what i was going to be doing.

the pleasing head quarters is huge. when i walk in i am greeted by a couple of the designers for pleasing that show me around. it has beautiful big windows and plants surrounding the building. they show me to harry’s office which is at the top level of the building.

as i’m waiting for harry to finish his last meeting before seeing me, i feel the anxiety growing. i fiddle with the hem of my jeans while waiting.

just as the clock hits 12:59 harry’s door opens and two men exit. his secretary that i talked to earlier tells me i can enter and i just about throw up. what if he regrets asking me to do this.

his office is just as stunning as the rest of the building. he has two big glass doors going out to a small courtyard. his desk is on the side of the room next to a couch and a coffee table. he even has a t.v. in here.

“hi darling.” i look over to the desk and see harry, hot as ever, sitting in a white silk button up and black slacks. the top were left unbuttoned, and i had to refrain from jumping on him. “come sit."

harry stands and guides me over to his couch. we sit and he starts telling me about what he wants me to do for the campaign.

i’m nervous because this is all new. sure i’ve modeled before, but this was more intimate than anything i’ve ever done.

“we have a new release of lingerie that i want you to model. but only if you’re up for it.” he is sitting in a relaxed position with his arms thrown over the couch.

“yeah i’ll do it.” i agree. i’ve done lingerie and bathing suit shoots before so this was nothing new.

“good,” he smiles. “and if that goes well i want you to help me demonstrate our new vibrators. would you do that?”

i pause. under any other circumstances i would have said no, but it was harry.

“would i do it alone?” i don’t even know how you would do that.

“no i would be in the shot with you.” he smirks. “no pressure though. please say no if you don’t want to."

i stop and think for a second before saying “yes."

“that’s good.” he smiles and stands up. “let me show you the shooting room.” he puts his arm around my waist and guides me towards the exit of his office.

the ‘shooting room’ was a big room with a changing area and a couple of prop beds and couches. harry said he wanted this to be an intimate shoot, so he made all of the prep people leave. he wanted to be the photographer.

my first set of lingerie was a light blue set with floral pattern. i was starting to feel less nervous about all this when i changed into it. the set was beautiful. it made me look amazing which boosted my confidence even more.

i walk out from the changing room to the bed that harry is standing by. he is holding the camera getting the lighting and set right.

“bloody hell.” i hear him mutter under his breath when i walk in. i do a little spin and giggle. “look so fucking gorgeous.”

i just smile and walk towards the bed. “where do you want me?"

he hums while looking at the bed. “just do whatever you feel comfortable with.” i nod. i had an idea of what he wanted.

the next forty five minutes are filled with me in moving in different positions on the bed and harry muttering compliments under his breath. i giggle when i look down and see he is hard in his pants.

“i think we got it. lets move on to the fun part.” he smirks and walks towards the shelf of sex toys. i was getting wet with excitement. he literally did this for a living so i knew this was going to be good. “okay so this is the bunny set. we’re gonna start with this.” he pulls out a five inch vibrator with a clit stimulator in the shape of a bunny. “ready for me to turn the camera on?”

i nod quickly. “no need your words sweet girl.” he says while looking down at me.

“i’m ready sir.” i nod and lay down on my back.

“good girl.” he flips the camera on and walks back toward me with the vibrator in hand. “you know my favorite thing about this little set you’re wearing?” he asks while running his hands up my thighs. “it’s open so i have access to this sweet little cunt.” with that he pulls the opening in my panties apart and runs his fingers across my slit.

“please sir.” i moan out. i had almost completely forgotten we were even recording this. all i could think about was harry.

he leans forward and licks a stripe up my pussy. “gonna take care of you darling.” he continues to lick up and down while flicking my clit with his tongue. “are you ready for the vibrator baby?” i moan out a ‘yes’ while trying not to cum from his fingers and tongue.

with that he switches on the vibrator which starts moving quickly. it shocks me a little how strong those vibrations are just from looking at it. he runs the tip of the vibrator up and down my pussy a couple times before holding it against my clit for a second. “fuck please sir!” i whimper out.

without any warning he pushes the vibrator past my entrance and holds it in me. i was gasping from how good it felt. the main part was stimulating my spot perfectly while the little bunny on the end stimulated my clit. i was going to cum within only a few seconds.

“how does that feel sweet girl?” he hums giving kisses to my thighs.

“so good!” i can’t control my moans as he teases it in and out of my weepy hole. it’s almost shameful how hard i’m coming after just a minute. it makes me cum even harder knowing people were going to watch this. after i come down from my first orgasm harry pulls out the vibrator and grabs another one.

“this is the wand.” he smiles while leaning up to give me a kiss. “it makes it so i can fuck your sweet little hole and still give you the vibrations you love so much.” i whimper at the thought of his cock in me. i was so wet for him.

“please fuck me.” he just smirks and pulls down his pants.

“gonna fuck you so good.” he pulls out his hard cock and pumps it a few times before leaning down and running it up my slick. “so wet for me.” he moans at the feeling. as he is putting the wand against my clit he pushes in hard.

“yeah!” i gasp and wrap my legs around his waist. his hard fast thrusts along with the stimulation on my clit has my hips bucking up.

“gotta show everyone how pretty your little cunt is when i’m fucking it.” he grabs the recording camera and pulls to hold it next to my pussy. “look how pretty that is.” he moans and starts thrusting faster. i can already feel my second orgasm approaching. i don’t know whether to lean into the vibrations or get away from the over stimulation.

“i’m coming!” i moan loudly. my hips are meeting his halfway. he throws the toy to the side and grabs my hips with both of his hands to fuck me harder.

“c’mon baby come with me.” i can’t hold it any longer when he rolls his hips against my abused clit.

“fuck!” i gasp as i cum on his cock. “so good sweet girl.” he groans while coming in me.

he leans over and shuts off the camera while pulling out gently. i whimper at the feeling of emptiness. “you did so good.” harry leans over and gives me a sweet kiss on the lips. “we’re going to have to do that again."

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k4g3hika · 2 years

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WE’LL BE JUST FINE ━ imagine!

eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: i’m convinced eddie has no idea how to treat a girl. like, a girlfriend is probably the least of his concerns until he met you. the problem? he doesn’t know the difference between a friend, and a girlfriend. and that could possibly mean the end of your teenage romance.

genre: angst then fluff

wc: 3k

note: eddie has no idea how to treat a girl, until someone teaches him. no one can tell me otherwise, also! imagine that say anything came earlier than it actually did :D

tags: friends to lovers to exes to lovers (what a trope), fluff, angst with comfort, reader is 18+, eddie may be a bit ooc.

Tonight was date night! And you couldn’t be happier.

Pulling up to Eddie’s trailer, you excitedly got out of the car, practically skipping to his front door and softly tapping on it. Sure, you’ve been here more times than you can count, but you still found it respectful to knock before you enter.

Eddie has been your best friend ever since you moved to Hawkins in freshman year and a couple of months ago when you finally admitted to having deeper feelings for him, the both of you began to date. You couldn’t ask for anything more.

Nope. Nothing more.

The door pulls open to a smiling Eddie, who reaches forward to give you a sincere hug. As you reach to his face, attempting to at least give him a kiss on his cheek, he quickly pulled away and began rambling on about Dungeons and Dragons.

It turns out you could actually ask Eddie for something other than the title of being his girlfriend. Maybe, for him to actually treat you like one.

Walking into the trailer by yourself, you shut the door behind you and jog up to Eddie to catch on to what he was saying. Hopefully, he was almost ready for the movie at 6 that both of you were very excited about. You couldn’t stop talking about it for weeks, and when you finally found out that it was coming to Hawkins’ local theatre, you asked Eddie to go. Of course, he said yes, who couldn’t say yes to you?

So why, when you entered his room, was it littered with D&D pamphlets, records, and cassette tapes…and no clothes?

You expected him to be ready by now, it was 5:00 for Christ’s sake. The smile that was once planted on your face immediately fell, but went unnoticed by Eddie, who instead of tending to his girlfriend, plopped himself down onto the bed and began writing something down on his notepad.

“So listen, for the next campaign, I want it to be big! This is definitely going to be one for the little sheep to remember, and hopefully, going to be the best one they’ve ever played!” Eddie smiles brightly at you, which instantly conflicted with you. You couldn’t frown at Eddie’s happiness, it was too bright to ignore. Instead, you sighed and pulled at the hem of your shirt.

“That sounds great babe, but…why aren’t you dressed yet?” His eyes move from his notepad to you, a bit confused. You felt something heavy drop in your heart. He couldn’t have forgotten…please don’t tell me he forgot.

“Dressed for what? Where are we going?”

“The movies? It’s date night.” His lips shape into an ‘o’, a clear habit of his when he clearly forgot about something.

Ouch.

“Oh shit, sorry Y/N. Well, it’s okay, right? We could just go next time, I’m sure that the later showing is better anyway.”

“But Eddie, I have a family dinner tonight. I have to be home by eight.” He exasperatedly sighs, throwing his hand up in the air.

“Then tomorrow night then? Sorry about forgetting N/N, D&D has been so amazing lately. Come, let me read out the campaign I have in mind.” Eddie gestures his hands for you to come closer, causing you to exhale quietly, but fall into his arms anyway. He went along with his notes, laughing and rubbing your back as he happily reads out his ideas and passions.

The movies can wait. You guessed tonight will just be like every other night.

—

“And then, I,” Robin takes a breath, “I just chucked the drink at him! What else do you do when you tell a guy your love preferences but still pushes himself onto you?!” The both of you laugh loudly, slapping the counter since the store was currently empty.

It was the one hour where customers weren’t absolutely starving for a movie to rent out, so Robin and you decided to just chat. Normally Steve would join in as well, but someone decided to be productive and put the returned tapes back onto the shelves.

“That’s amazing Robin! You’re so badass.” She chuckles, shrugging her shoulders.

“What can I say? I’m just the coolest-” Suddenly, tire screeches could be heard for the outside, causing Robin and you to turn and face the speeding car. You see Eddie come out of the car in a rush, running into Family Video, seemingly out of breath. “Oh god.”

“Hey Y/N.” He meets you at the counter, holding your hands and rubbing his thumbs against your palm. Eddie knew that you liked it when he did that. Too bad he didn’t know that you don’t only hug and hold hands with your girlfriend.

“Hey Eds, what’re you doing here?”

“I came to rent out this zombie horror movie. Henderson cannot stop talking about it and I want to watch it!” Eddie rhythmically slaps his hands on the counter, clearly thrilled that he was going to watch a hit movie with Dustin. You smile at him, expecting an invitation…but none came. So you were left there with a smile on your face while Eddie’s begins to fall, wondering why you weren’t giving him the movie. “Y/N? The movie?”

“Oh, yeah. Um, what is it called?” Feeling a bit hurt at the lack of care for your presence to be there, Eddie seemed to not have picked up on it, but instead, lean over the counter to tell you the name of the movie.

After giving it to him and checking it out, Eddie greets you a ‘goodbye’ with a tap of the hand and a wave. You can only sigh, looking at your boyfriend, drive away to a movie date with a thirteen-year-old.

Hearing a hiss from your left, you look at Robin and Steve, who jump at your sudden attention on them. Robin then began to continue her task, while Steve was left there to stand awkwardly.

“What?” They both look at you, then at each other, before Robin sighs and drops the movie from her hand to the cart. You raise your eyebrow, walking to where they were so the lot of you weren’t shouting across the store. “Is there something wrong?”

“Aren’t you and Eddie dating?” Robin asks, leaning on the shelf beside her. You nod slowly. She only cocks her head to the side, looking at Steve for support.

“It doesn’t look like it N/N.” Steve purses his lips together, putting his hands onto his hips and shaking his head. “It’s like he’s not even into you.”

“W-What?”

“Way to drop the bomb on her! What Steve is trying to say, Y/N is that…Eddie treats you like a friend. Like Gareth, or even Dustin.”

“It’s like he likes Dustin better.”

“Will you shut up dunceface!”

Oh.

“Y/N? You okay?”

You did confess first, and now that you remember it, Eddie only smiled and hugged you. He didn’t kiss you or anything…don’t they normally do at the end of a confession?

“Hey, don’t overthink this. Just think about it. He treats you like a friend, and I haven’t really seen him kiss you. It’s been months Y/N, I’ve kissed girls after an hour of our first date. I think you deserve better.” Steve mutters, facing your cowering figure. You can only look down at your feet, thinking about if Eddie even liked you like that in the first place.

Did he? Or did he just feel pity for his best friend?

“I think I…I think I need to go.”

“Y/N-”

“No! Uh-sorry, I want to go home. I feel like I’ve come down with a fever. Like hot, y’know?” You slowly step back, going to the back to clock out. Your manager definitely wouldn’t like this, but it’s okay. What’s one break compared to none?

—

Things happen when you overthink. And you tend to block out the outside world when doing so.

You’ve come to accept it. Eddie did really only like you as a friend, the signs were clearly there.

You don’t remember him ever treating you like how other boyfriends treat their girlfriends. The closest skinship you’ve ever gotten was hand-holding and cuddling. It was nothing compared to the kissing you would see in romance movies or read about in books.

Sure, you shouldn’t compare your relationship to fiction. But they must’ve gotten their inspiration from somewhere, right?

Finally getting out of the shower, you brush over your skin, failing to hear the knocks on the front door. It wasn’t until you were driven out of your thoughts by the sound of repeating pounding. You felt a bit scared but ruled out the potential serial killer since you would think that they were more discreet.

You throw on a random shirt and shorts, walk up to the door and pull it open.

Eddie, mid-punch, nearly fell through the door, only holding himself up with your doorway. He groans, lifting up his head to meet your eyes and giving you a gentle smile.

“Eddie, what are you doing here?” His smile drops at the sound of your negative tone.

“Y/N! I came to see you. Why, do I need a reason to see my girlfriend?”

Girlfriend? You could laugh.

Instead, you just sigh, pulling him towards you by his shirt. Eddie surprised at your sudden actions, giggles a bit, excited at what you’ve just done.

“Eddie, I need to tell you something.”

“Yeah, what is it?”

“I think we should go back to being friends.”

Eddie, almost like a cartoon, completely stops moving. His shoulders visibly drop, a frown radiating throughout his face and clearly gracing his features with grief.

“H-Huh? Why?” Exhaling heavily, you shake your head. Eddie wants to reach out to you, hug you, hold you close to him so you wouldn’t be able to walk away! But every time his hand reached out to even touch you, you simply moved. “Y/N? Don’t you like me?”

“Of course I do Eddie! I was the one who confessed first! It’s just…I think our feelings aren’t mutual, and we should remain as we once were. Best friends.”

“But the feeling is mutual!”

“Well, I can’t see it! You treat me like everybody else! To be honest, I think you treat me worse than Dustin!” Eddie shakes his head frustratingly.

“What?! Why do you think that?”

“Eddie, please. Let’s not end on a bad note. This is what I want, and…as a best friend I think you should respect my decision.” Sadness begins to fill Eddie and he could feel a weight dropped onto his shoulders.

He thought everything was fine. Why are you doing this?

“B-But…what about what I want?” You only shake your head, blinking your tears away while trying not to look at him. Eddie resembled a kicked puppy right now, and you really didn’t want to see that. Not after all the crying you’ve already done in the previous days.

“Please Eddie.” He pauses, taking one last look at you before nodding his head. Eddie seemed to finally take the message, turning around and stalking his way to your front door.

“Y/N? One last thing,” you spin to look at him, who seemed to have all the sadness washed away, but was now filled with determination, “I will get you back.”

—

“Harrington! You’ve got to help me, man, I don’t know what to do!” Eddie paces back and forth around Steve’s living room, hands ruffling up in his hair with frustration. Alongside the teenage boy sat Robin, who actually couldn’t believe that she brought herself into this situation. If anything, she should be beside you, comforting you. “She said we’re better off as friends, but I don’t want to be friends!”

“Well man, I think it’s what she wants then it’s what she wants-” Robin slaps Steve’s head, causing him to groan.

“Steve! Eddie is obviously trying to save his relationship, why are you convincing him to leave it? You know Y/N wants nothing more than to be with Eddie.”

“I know! She never stops talking about him!”

“She does?” Robin rolls her eyes at Eddie, whose smile begins to grow on his face again. She couldn’t believe him right now. Out of everything she said, that was the only part he really listened to.

“Eddie, I think the big thing that made her even think about breaking up with you, is how you treat her.” Confused, Eddie shakes his head out of admiration for Y/N, who apparently couldn’t stop talking about him. Thinking about how he’s been acting towards you, Eddie honestly couldn’t see anything wrong, seeing as he just treats you like before. What else was he supposed to do? “Jesus Christ, I completely forgot that you’ve never been in a relationship or even watched a single teen flick in your life.”

“Of course, I haven’t! Why would I?”

“Steve?”

“What Robin is trying to say, Munson, as much as I wouldn’t want to help you, is that you are zero per cent, boyfriend material.” Eddie visibly deflates.

“That wasn’t-”

“You don’t treat Y/N like she’s your girl. If anything, you treat her like you would Dustin, Mike, and Lucas! Even though the both of you have never been in a relationship before, Y/N has seen movies with couples, so obviously, she would recognize the difference between a friendship and a relationship. And, you don’t even have a cute nickname for her! Only calling her Y/N, not even ‘baby’, ‘sweetheart’, like come on Eddie, if I was with Y/N, I would call her ‘love’-”

“Okay, that’s enough out of you dunceface. You were great on the front line for a minute.”

Eddie sits pathetically down on the armchair. Has he really been treating you like a friend? He honestly thought that was how boyfriends would treat their girlfriends.

Well, he has been skipping dates with you. But he thought that cuddling and spending time together in his trailer was better! And, he hasn’t really kissed you…even though he wants to.

Eddie just doesn’t know when you would actually be ready.

“Okay Eddie, I could see that you’re starting to overthink. How about, we watch a teen flick and you see how relationships are supposed to be? Would that help?”

As much as he wanted to decline, Eddie slowly nodded his head, accepting that, if he ever was to watch a teen flick, it would be for you.

—

You could only sniffle to yourself, hugging your body pillow to your chest. A shirt that Eddie gave you that still smelled like him was actually worn by your pillow, which you didn’t think was weird. Not at all.

You just missed him. A lot.

Honestly, you didn’t think that you were going to break up with him. You didn’t mean to, it was just that the moment was starting to fill up in your brain, and you were thinking about it for a while.

But you loved Eddie too much, even though he didn’t treat you like a girlfriend…you still loved having the label, knowing that he was yours and you were his.

The thought of that made you cry more and pull the pillow closer.

Suddenly, soft music could be heard, making you look up around your room. The radio wasn’t on, and your record player was shut. So where was the music coming from?

Then hearing a shuffle, you slowly get up from your bed and trudge over to the window. The sight was one for sore eyes, you could’ve never imagined this was one you would’ve ever seen in your entire life.

From the years of being friends with Eddie, you knew he wasn’t a sweetheart. You knew he didn’t have an ounce of desire for teen romance in his Metallica-dedicated body. So the last thing you expected to see on this tear-filled night, was Eddie Munson holding a boombox under the window sill, playing…Elvis Presley’s ‘Love Me Tender’?

—

Eddie was nervous. He didn’t know if you were going to turn up, but one thing’s for sure, he knew you loved Elvis Presley. Don’t get him wrong, if he was to choose any other song in the books, ole’ man Presley would’ve never been an option.

But ever since you were younger, you held this secret infatuation for the old rock singer. Owning different records, posters, and different memorabilia, Eddie promised to keep your little admiration completely confidential. However, if he wanted to get you to come out of your room and it all had to be done with one song?

Elvis Presley it was.

—

You wanted to cry.

Eddie, in all his beautiful stature, holding a boombox playing one of your favourite songs of all time was too overwhelming. Your emotions were already all over the place and this image that you were trying to keep in your mind was messing it all up already.

You didn’t want Eddie to stand outside for too long. So instead, you walked down the stairs to greet him…it was really the least you could do.

“Eddie-”

“Y/N- listen.” Eddie quickly, yet, gently, puts down the stereo, jogging up to you and attempting to make eye contact with you. You couldn’t even look at him. Until he gently takes hold of your chin to bring your face up to face him. “Hey there, sweetheart.”

Oh god. That was it.

Instantly, tears sprung up in your eyes and you reach your hands to wipe them away. But before you could do so, Eddie quickly takes both of his hands and hold your face sweetly, brushing the tears away from your eyes. You were definitely not used to this sweet Eddie.

“Eddie…this isn’t like you.”

“I know. But, I think me not knowing how to treat you was the very thing that broke us apart.” Whimpering, you held onto his arms holding your face. This moment was like the movies, and for some reason, you’re wondering if he did his own research.

But right now, that’s the least of your concerns.

“Listen, Y/N. I like you…probably more. And when you told me that you couldn’t distinguish whether or not you’re my friend or my girlfriend, I want to change that. I’ve liked you since the first time I saw you fall down at your terrible attempt at ice skating. And for you to think that I thought differently of you completely broke me. I’m sorry.”

“Eddie…I’m sorry too. I didn’t-didn’t talk to you about it.” Eddie pulls you into a suffocating hug, but you didn’t care. His fingers softly brush on your back, prompting you to wrap your arms tighter around him. “I love you, Eddie.”

You could hear his breath hitch and pull away from you. Despite the sweet setting, you were scared. Maybe you were doing too much, Eddie only really did this because he wanted you back.

“Y/N? Stop overthinking. I could see it. I love you too.”

Never mind, you and Eddie were going to be just fine.

—

BONUS:

“Eddie, where did you learn all that?”

“What do you mean?”

“Holding a boombox under my window, calling me sweetheart? I know that’s not you Eddie.” His eyes shift to the side. You begin to laugh, knowing that the conclusion that you were hoping to reach was completely true.

“Steve and Robin said to watch teen flicks.”

Now you couldn’t stop laughing.

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weatheringtea · 1 year

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FMA Cafe

While I was in Japan, the FMA cafe opened up :D I've never been to an anime cafe before, so this was perfect! I went once a week (so 3 times in total) so I could try a bunch of different dishes and collect coasters lol

I tried to put this under cut because it's long and full of pics, but adding the read more ruined the formatting of the pics so I'll leave it.

The first trip was March 22, kind by accident LOL. I was in the area to see Shinjuku Gyoen and the cafe was on our walk back to Shinjuku stn. The lobby was empty, so I gathered my very out of practice JP skills and asked if it was possible to get a seat as a walk-in. They said yes :D

Word hadn't gotten around yet it seems, so it was very empty upstairs too LOL. Great for pics :D

There's a ¥1,000 sitting fee and you get a drink with that. There's a QR code given to you for the menu (it matches to your table number so your orders are tracked). Menu was a bit clunky, probably because my JP reading skills are in the toilet, but I figured it out! They played the same 10 minute video the entire time (for the FMA mobile game).

Because I showed up late I only bought one thing to eat (last order for food was 18:00 and I didn't really sit down and get things figured out until 17:45-ish), and it was Lust's chocolate cake. It was very good (and very heavy lol). I got the Edward Elric drink first and the Roy Mustang drink second. Both came with mystery coasters. Ed's drink was better imo.

At the end the couple of us on the 2nd floor snuck up to the 3rd for pics before leaving.

I went back the day before I left for Osaka :D (27th)

Word had gotten around by now about the cafe and merch shop and it was busy this time! I popped in at 12:15 and asked if they had any seats available. No, they're full. He offered to book me in for 14:30 though! So I putzed around Shinjuku for 2 hours and went back :D

It was packed this time!! On both floors.

Winry's pie was alright. Heavier than I was expecting. Ed's fries were fun! They came with a white paper bag that you transfer the fries into, and you add whatever mix of spices you want from the spice cups it came with, then shake in the bag. Neat! Also tasty.

Drinks were Olivier's, Bradley's (with matching coaster!) and Ed's drink again (I should have gotten Roy's again dammit, I tried to take his glove hand home from the first time, but it got wet, the ink bled, and it ironically fell apart...)

Olivier's was the neatest looking drink, but also my least favourite. Bradley's was my favourite drink - very good!

I went back on April 4 before I went home ;A;. This time I made a reservation. I asked for a seat on the 3rd floor, since my first 2 had been on the 2nd, but I think seating is actually based on how early you get in line. I got in line early and noticed everyone in front of me also got 3rd floor, so I think they just fill the 3rd before dealing with the 2nd.

ANYWAYS

Great seat. A+. My spot had 2 table numbers and I asked if it was okay and they just were like "yeah yeah it's fine no worries". Okay!

By this point they must have been besieged with tourists. Poor woman hosting the floor couldn't speak English to save her life (and half my floor was tourists). She got to me and tried to suffer through a few English words and I stopped her. I'm fine with the instructions in Japanese :') please don't suffer more on my account.

Bradley's drink again, Ed's Milk Hater drink, and the classic FMA drink BECAUSE I CONTINUE TO FORGET ALL ABOUT ROY...

Ed's milk drink though... you pour the milk into the mug filled with soda(??) and ice. It tasted like a float without the cola?? It was unique... the most interesting drink to try for sure (Bradley's still my favourite).

I bought the mug at the gift shop :')

LET'S TALK ABOUT THIS AL PUDDING. This was amazing and fun. There is a little cake, there is a little ice cream, there is a little pudding, there's a little idk what it was but it was chocolate and good, and there are cat themed cookies under the pudding cup LMAO. Then there's the blood seal inside the tin. A+ Al wins. That was so much fun, I'm sad I left that until last, I probably would have gotten it again.

You could have totally sold me on this mug too if it had been for sale.

Look, I did remember Roy sorta :') I got his doughnut. It was HEAVY and the icing was so thick on top it was rock hard. Sticky, messy finger food.

So that's it :D I've run out of picture space lol. I wish I'd gotten to taste test things in the second round later in April (ARMSTRONG'S HASHED BEEF ;____;) but I hope they enjoy all the money I gave them while I was there LOL. I had some neat food and had fun doing it :)

#Fullmetal Alchemist #FMA #Café #Hagaren Cafe #anime cafe #Edward Elric #Alphonse Elric #Winry Rockbell #Roy Mustang #King Bradley

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nykie-love-anime · 11 months

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Day 11 ~ Clothes Part 1

Clothing Prompts Ideas by street-crimes

Rick

(Best Friends Father – Beth – Female!Reader [34])

“Should I dress casual or fancy?” you called into the Smith family home. “What are you talking about Y/N.” you heard from behind you quickly spinning around you are met with the one and only Rick Sanchez. “Wow I haven’t seen you in a while Mr Sanchez.” You smiled at the older man and he looked down at the bag in your hand still waiting for an explanation. “Oh, oh yeah Beth invited me to dinner for Morty’s birthday. And I wasn’t sure where we are going to eat to I brought a few options.” You provided.

“As far as I know, and you know I am always correct. It is just casual. Morty doesn’t do fancy for birthdays.” He smirked down at you as you sit on the dining table chair. “Don’t I know it Rick.” You grinned up at the older man you have had a crush on since you were like 18 years old. “So how does it feel to have a grandson that is 18 years old? Does it like make you feel old or something?” you asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk forming as you see his face contort to shock.

“Nothing different from a dumbass 17 year old.” He chuckled standing in front of you trapping you between the table and himself. “Just so you know this ol… old man can rock your wor… world.” He muttered with a smirk on his face knowing that he is getting to you.

“So when can I take you out?” he smirked at the blush forming on your cheeks. “Uuuuh, I am free this Friday after 17:00.” You sputtered blushing looking down at the floor to avoid his knowing grin. “Good see you Friday then.” He said finally giving in and pulling you into a kiss. As you are busy moving your mouths together you didn’t hear the footsteps coming down until you hear a loud gasp quickly pulling away from Rick you see Beth with a shocked expression. “Beth I can explain.” “Sweetie we can explain.” Both you and Rick yelled at the same time.

“I love you in anything you wear.” “Come on Rick you did not even look.” You whined causing said man to chuckled. “Well…well.” He burped out. “I know you look sexy in anything you wear babe.” He teased with a smirk as you blushed. “Okay well next time please look at me when you’re talking.” You hugged him from behind. “Yeah…yeah whatever you say.” He chuckled as you pulled away from the hug going back upstairs.

“I still can’t believe mom is okay with you dating her best friend.” “Shu… shut the hell up Summer.” He looked at his granddaughter. “Whatever grandpa, just know mom is going to kill you if you hurt Y/N she has been with the family for as long as I can remember.”

“Can I borrow a hoodie?” you question the scientist as he is currently busy working on some weird science project. “I don’t know, will I get it back this time?” he looked up with a shit eating grin knowing you are going to complain and he loves making you bitch about some shit thing going on. “Man screw you.” You started laughing. “It was one time that I didn’t give it back but it was only because I missed you when you were in space jail.”

“What… whatever just take the jacket, if you are done you can return it to me personally so that I know my girl… girlfriend is not a thieve.” You thanked the man and all he could do is nod as he watched you walk away. ‘Man that is one perky ass.’ He thought and you shake you butt knowing that he is looking just to get a reaction out of the man you love. And reaction you got.

Beth

(Best Friends Mother – Summer – Male!Reader[21])

“Let me tie your shoes they’re undone Mrs Smith.” You looked at the older woman falling down on your knees before you friends mom. “Why aren’t you a perfect little gentleman Y/N.” “Well my mama did raise me to be good to everyone especially hot women like yourself Mrs Smith.” You flirted and she just giggled. “Well thank you anyway nobody wants to do that for me anymore.” She replied sadly.

“Well Beth you have nothing to worry about. Jerry is an asshole for leaving you the way he did. If you were my wife I would treat you like a queen. I would show you off to the world and I would never, ever let you cry because of me being an asshole.” You smiled at the older woman and she just blushed. “Well thank you I really needed to hear something positive today.” She smiled and suddenly you couldn’t help yourself.

Kissing her felt wonderful. Moving in sync you pushed forward trapping her between yourself and the kitchen counter. Pulling away to catch you breath you look forward and are met with a shocked Morty standing there with Rick who could give less of a fuck about what is going on. “Please don’t say anything to Summer she is going to kill me.” You begged and Morty just nodded still shocked.

“Will you hold my phone? I don’t have pockets.” Beth questions as you guys are out to dinner as a family and friend pack. “Sure thing babe.” You said without thinking. You are shocked at what just left your mouth and the only one surprised to hear it was Summer. “Okay I am not even going to address this shit.” She started with her fork stopping midway to her mouth. “Just know I know a lot of people that can take you out if you hurt my mom.” “Hehe.” You muttered out knowing that she is not kidding.

“I promise I won’t hurt your mom I really do like her. And if you ever feel awkward about something going on we can always talk about it.” You smiled at your best friend. “Ew where is the boy that thought girl had cooties. I miss him.” She teased but nonetheless nodded with a small smile. “Ok…okay now that the weird shit is out, please stop making out on the couch. I love you sweetie but I really don’t feel like walking in on you and Y/N.” After a bit of a tense moment everything went back to normal and you guys enjoyed the meal.

Jerry and Beth

(Best Friends Parents – Summer – Female!Reader [25])

“I’ll hold your heels if you want to take them off.” You turn to your boyfriend with a smile. “I know they hurt.” He continued as you take of your heels from the date you just got done with. Taking hold of Beth’s arm as she holds it out with a smile. “Guys I really had a wonderful night tonight. We should really do this again sometime. Not that home dates are a bad thing it’s just fun going out with you two you know.” You smiled at your partners.

“Well I know I had a lot of fun.” Jerry started. “I would also like to go out again.” He concluded and Beth nodded with a giggle. “And you know it wasn’t as awkward as I thought it will be going out together. People didn’t look at us weirdly and they just left us alone.” You giggled and kissed her on the lips. “I love you so much Mrs Smith.” You turned towards the man that you love. “And I love you as well Mr Smith.” With a quick kiss you pull away.

Running towards the car you can’t help but giggle. “Come on slow pokes the night just only started. Rick and the kids are out on an adventure so we will have the whole house to ourselves.” You wiggled your eyebrows and they nodded. “Well then let’s get a move on.” Beth said with a smile as Jerry got into the driver seat pulling out as fast as he can without bumping into anyone.

Day 10 | Masterlist | Day 12

#y/n #fluff #reader #female reader #y/n imagines #fem!reader #rick and morty #rick sanchez #beth smith #summer smith #morty smith #jerry smith #rick sanchez x reader #jerry smith x reader #beth smith x reader #rick and morty imagines #fluffy june prompts day 11

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ladylooch · 10 months

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facetime sex with timo!! love u

A/N: First of all, LOVE YOU!!!! Thank you for blessing my inbox with Timo thots. Second, this request is what inspired me to ask people if they wanted to see more of Timo and Emma, because I knew this would fit really well into Loving & Leaving. And those two are such hoes for each other, they would get 🌶️ like this. Hope that’s okay with you, anon!

Also FFS I love these two. Come into my inbox and ask me about them 😭💕

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: SMUT 18+ content, phone sex, swearing, pregnancy, lil angsty

This takes place in the general timeline of Part 5 here.

For the first time since 2012, the Devils have made it to the Eastern Conference Finals. They will have a tough test against the Boston Bruins in the next round, but tonight, we celebrate. Well, as much as we can for being 4,000 miles apart.

“I’m so proud of you.” I murmur to Timo as he lays in his New Jersey bed. I’m in his our bed in Switzerland, propped against five pillows to prevent heartburn from the breakfast I just ate. It’s just about 8:00 am in Switzerland, while Timo is in the early hours of his morning in North America.

“Thank you.” He smiles, blue eyes a bit droopy as he looks at the screen, taking in my freshly washed face. My hair is still wrapped up in a towel to dry a bit more before I blow dry it out. “What does your day look like?”

“Busy. Rhea and I have three site visits scheduled.”

“Hmm, that seems like a lot. Maybe you should-” He frowns before I cut him off.

“Don’t even start.” I warn him. Last time he told me to take it easy began a 24 hour silent protest from me. I only broke it when he sent a large bouquet of flowers that said: I’m sorry. Please call.

“I love and admire your work ethic, baby. I worry about you though.”

“I know. And I love that you worry. It’s… hot.” I trail off. His interest is immediately obvious. I take the towel out of my hair, letting it fall into wavy tendrils around my face. I bring my hands up, fluffing at the strands to give them some volume. My satin robe tightens across my chest, accenting my perked nipples.

“If you really love me, you’ll take that robe off and give me a peak.”

“This one?” I ask, fingering the cool fabric. I let it fall off my shoulder, giving him a peak of one of the top swells. It’s enough to get him to lick his lips.

“Yeah.” He breathes, teeth nibbling on his bottom lip. His eyes are laser focused as I trail my fingertips across my newly bare skin.

“I miss you so much.” I moan to him, laying back against the pillows but keeping my robe slightly off.

“Me too. Maybe we could… play around and help ease some of that.”

I pause before I speak.

“You mean like.. phone sex?”

“Yeah.” I purse my lips together. “It’s getting a bit painful.” He tilts the screen down so I can see his large erection stringing his sweatpants into a tent. I want that buried between my thighs. I clench them together to try and dull the ache for him. It does nothing especially when he gives himself a squeeze over his pants, moaning afterwards. “Please. I miss your pussy.” That filthy word from his mouth makes my inner walls clench.

“Timo… I don’t really know what to do.” I sound breathless, not sincere in my protest.

“Thats okay. I’ll help.”

I glance around the empty room, then sit the laptop down between my legs. My large belly gets a bit in the way and I shimmy down until I’m comfortable.

“Is that good?” I ask him, tilting to look at the angle. He can see everything, but also my double, pregnancy chins which I really hate.

“It’s perfect. You look so good.” I meet his gaze, seeing the adoration as he pulls himself out of his pants. He wiggles his shorts down his hips so he can comfortably stroke himself without holding his waistband. I watch him for a moment, savoring the view of him thickened and large in his palm. “Take your panties off.” He encourages me, gesturing to the triangle of fabric hiding me from him. I maneuver them off, then toss them to the floor. When I spread my knees and stroke my finger tips over my folds, Timo chokes on a moan.

This feeling is foreign, touching myself in front of him when he isn’t here. My fingers nudge my damp folds open for him. I tentatively stroke along the plumed skin, watching Timo lead me on the screen with a steady tempo of pumps.

“Relax.” He chuckles, seeing my eyes screw shut after a few moments of eye contact.

“This is a little weird for me.” I admit. “Have you done this before?”

“No.”

That makes me feel better. I know he is more experienced than me but this feels more intimate than actually having sex. The thought of him having this moment with someone else would hurt. Instead, knowing I’m the only one, increases my confidence. I glide my middle finger along my slit, collecting the wetness to swirl it around my clit.

“Mmm, feel how wet you are for me, baby.” He admires, hand beginning to pump himself faster with his fist. “Fuck, I can’t wait to bury myself in your perfect pussy.” He moans loudly, praising me as I increase my tempo to match him. “Take your robe off all the way.”

“No, my nipples look weird.”

“Babe.” He whines. “Please. I wanna see all of you.” His intense gaze, wet lips and quick strokes on his cock make my oblige. I take the fabric off completely, letting him see me. His moans get louder. “Holy fuck. You look so sexy pregnant with my baby.” Every time I get insecure with this pregnancy, Timo is right there to replace every negative thought with generous praise.

“You like what you did to me?” My tone is breathy and needy, filled with feminine grunts that have Timo buzzing on the screen.

“Yeah. You’re only having my babies right?”

“Yes, T.” I moan as I glide two fingers into my entrance. I thrust them in and out, both of us going silent to hear my slickness coat the call.

“Faster, baby. Wanna come together.”

I quicken my pace, then trail my other hand up my body to play with my nipples. I pinch and stroke until I am bucking into my fingers in desperation. I watch Timo’s hand stroke his hard shaft, the tip beginning to dribble pre-cum down his fingers. It’s so sexy watching him watch me. I bite my lip, then begin to pant as I get closer. I bring my hand back down, rotating my clit with it as I push my fingers deeper.

“Curl up now.” Timo commands, knowing that will get me. My fingers curl. Timo praises me, his voice giving away how close he is as he mumbles a string of fucks. I rub against that velvet spot in me, watching Timo’s jerk white ribbons from his tip, while pretending it’s him that pushes me over the edge. The orgasm that rocks me is exquisite, I shiver and convulse into a sit up before falling back to the bed.

My eyes stay closed, listening to the appreciative groan from Timo through the computer. I swallow, wetting my painfully dry throat. I tilt my face back to make eye contact with him again. His smile is sweet and tender, making a lump form in my throat. “I want you to be here with me.”

“I know.” He whispers, seeing my tears.

“But I want you to win a Stanley Cup too.” I frown, pushing my bottom lip out. I run my hand over the baby as he wiggles around a bit. Timo focuses on where my hand is now, tucking himself back into his shorts with a sigh. I grab the computer, bringing it back so my face is now the focal point of this call.

“I’ll be home soon, no matter what.” We both know soon could be over a month away still. “Then I’ll touch you everywhere.” I close my eyes, imagining that his arms are around me right now. “I’ll hold you every night. Massage your feet and legs and anything else you’ll let me.” He finishes as we both chuckle. “Will you talk to me until I fall asleep? Tell me about your cravings this week.”

“Pickles!” I shout excitedly. “And cream cheese.”

“Yuck.”

“No, baby, it’s so good. You dip the pickle in the cream cheese and then put everything but the bagel seasoning on. Oh my god. It’s everything the baby desires in the world. He gets so happy and literally jumps around. I’m out of a lot of the ingredients though cause that is literally all I ate yesterday.” I chuckle. “Probably won’t be able to get to the store until tomorrow though.”

“Yeah, that might be for the best. You need more protein than that for our big boy.”

“Hush.” I roll my eyes at him. “He’s growing perfectly, so I’m doing something right.”

“You are doing everything right, Em. He’s so lucky you’re his mama. Me too.” I watch as Timo’s blue eyes do a loooooong blink before he opens them, squinting at me from where he lays on his crunched up pillow. His arms are beneath it, phone propped up on his nightstand now, so he doesn’t have to hold it.

I get up from the bed, heading to the bathroom to start getting ready. I need to leave in about twenty minutes. I spend that time chatting about a few more things with him as I work my hair into large, wavy curls. By the time I’m setting everything with light hair spray, Timo is asleep. Puffs of air have his chest rising and falling steadily.

“T?” I whisper, seeing if he is as out as he looks. He doesn’t react to my voice. Instead, a slight snort sounds from his nostrils. I smile, pressing two fingers to my lips then touching the screen. “We love you. Sleep well.” I tell him. With one final glance, I hit the end of the FaceTime call. Then, I’m out the door ready to take on my busy day.

When I get home from my long day, there is an unexpected delivery waiting for me outside our apartment door. I slowly reach down, using the wall as an anchor so I don’t tip over my belly. There is a note attached to the delivery cooler.

For my babies, I love you both so much. Thank you for earlier, babe. It was everything I needed. - Daddy

Inside the cooler is a big jar of pickles, two blocks of cream cheese, everything but the bagel seasoning, and a bouquet of pink, white, and lavender flowers. I tear up, realizing he must’ve woken up in the middle of his night to order these for us. He’s 4,000 miles away and I’ve never felt more loved by him than right now.

“You have the best daddy.” I murmur to our son where he kicks beneath the groceries in my arms. “Let’s go make some pickles and wait for him to call after practice.”

#TM: Loving & Leaving #Timo Meier #Timo Meier smut #New Jersey devils #my writing #hockey fan fiction #hockey writing #NHL writing #nhl fan fiction #writing request

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drunktayloratthevmas · 3 months

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Fame aau rosekiller exes (unrequited love) happy relationship

Its 11pm and i was going to sleep But this idea came to mind and idk why I feel the need to share so yeah

Barty is a famous singer (think the neighbourdhood But also frank ocean and ldr) and evan is a famous model and a actor (think suki waterhouse a little bit) and they meet one day at an after party of a runway show of evan (barty was there because regulus was also modelling and he is a good friend) and they feel in love that second on that night and they keep talking and flirting and seeing each other for a while

Barty and evan dated for 2 and a half years and they were THE couple and everyone loved them, barty would make or Talk things Related to evan on his concerts and even has a song for him and how they meet and Everything on one of his albums (think margaret by lana del rey mixed with envy the leaves by madison beer) and evan would make lives and lit talk about barty for like 3 hours straight and people would think its the cutest ever

Idk But I think they break up But not because evan got bored or didnt feel loved or they had problems or fights, no, he just break yo with barty cause yeah and move on cause he has the mindseat of "if I did this I dont know why would I Regret it, I Wouldnt have done it if so" so he did that and pack his things But left barty a scrapbool with All of their photos since they meet and a camera wich barty gifted to him For his birthday

Barty never got with evan did it even tho evaned to him why, he was heartbroken and cried for a whole month on regulus' guest room cause his shared room with evan on their apartment had too many memories, he wrote songs for evan after the break up But most of them he never realesed them, he didnt realized when he was begging evan not to Leave him he would Never get over evan

Their fans and everyone was heartbroken too even tho they didnt know the reason of the break up, evan after 5 months of the break up he meet Amos and really liked him so they went on dates and try to date and actually did make each other very happy, people were horrible to the, evan because of how he could be with someone else in such a little time (bitch get over it... You Are Annoying shut up) and to Amos just because everyone loved barty and evan together so the New partner always gets shit on the for no reason other than "your partner looked better with this person" and i think barty would had collab of had been friends with Amos and like had post higlights or put music out with him and when the relationship went public he deleted those for a few days then put ir back on like nothing happened (he was having a mental break down my bbg was NOT okay) and well of people ate that whole ass drama UPPP like I would have too

And i think Amos and evan would still be dating and people Are a lot more suportive of them and liked them a lot more than before and barty would go to a random podcast channel to promote his music and that But they asked a question of "after your break yo with evan you haven't been with anyone else even tho he didnt even need 5 months to do so, why is that?" and yeah ve got annoyed a little at that But he told the truth "im super happy for Amos and evan actually I think they make a great couple and they looks like the love each other and will take care of each other, I will never forget what I say to evan that night things ended, I said it that night, I will say it now and i will say it again “evan rosier I loved you for many years, I love you now and i dont think I will ever not love you... just so you know” and yes i loved evan then, now and i will always love him"

So yyeah girl now its 12:18 / 00:18 and i should go to sleep But I will not I know myself saddly

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sweetiesicheng · 2 years

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s.coups - recording room

word count : 845

as you were cooking dinner for yourself, you heard your music that was playing from your phone being interrupted by text messages. you looked over at your phone and saw text messages coming in from multiple members of seventeen.

you picked your phone up and looked over all of the messages you had received.

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18:57

[ mingyu ]

can you talk to s.coups? he's locked himself in the recording room again...

18:59

[ dino ]

noona! can you come here and talk to s.coups hyung? please!

[ jeonghan ]

seungcheol is being weird again. can you make sure he eats something tonight? we're getting worried.

[ hoshi ]

hey y/n. can you come by tonight? s.coups has been in one of the recording rooms all day long.

we tried talking to him, but he won't leave.

19:00

[ minghao ]

y/n noona, can you come by or call s.coups? something's up with him.

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you replied to all of their texts saying that you would come by once you finished making dinner. you put your phone down and continued cooking, adding some more food to share with your boyfriend, and grabbed containers that you could put the food into. once you were done cooking, you packed the boxes before leaving your house.

a short walk later and you made it to the company building. you made your way upstairs and found some of seventeen in a practice room.

"please tell me that my boyfriend is still sane," you spoke as you walked into the room, interrupting their practice session.

hoshi turned around and shrugged his shoulders, "could not tell you."

"he's stressed over the tour. he was asked to do a solo but doesn't want any help," woozi mentioned and crossed his arms.

"noona, be careful when you go in there. we don't want you to get hurt or something," seungkwan spoke up.

"i think you guys are too scared of him. if you just talk to him, then it'll be fine," you said to them.

mingyu scoffed, "yea, that isn't what happens when we try. it only works with you because you're his girlfriend." the door opened, revealing joshua, wonwoo, the8, and dino carrying bags of food.

"oh, y/n's here?" joshua spoke and smiled at you.

"i'll probably be back once i get seungcheol out of his cave," you said to him before heading towards the door. "bye guys," you said before leaving the room.

you walked through the building and made it to the recording studios. once you figured out which room your boyfriend was in, you knocked on the door and opened it, poking your head inside the room.

s.coups looked back without turning the chair he was on, but his expression immediately softened when he realized it was you. he turned the chair around and gestured you to walk into the room.

"hey, baby," he said and smiled at you.

"hi," you spoke and walked inside, closing the door behind you. "heard you were in here all day," you mentioned and he pulled you into his arms once you were close enough to him.

you hugged him back before putting your hands on his shoulders and looking at him. you kissed him a few times.

"did the guys tell you?" he asked.

you hummed, "yea, they're worried about you," you said as you brushed his hair with your hand. "i made dinner. you should eat," you suggested, "the guys are eating dinner too. do you want to be with them?" you asked him but he shook his head.

"i just wanna be with you," he mumbled and closed his eyes, hugging you even tighter.

you giggled and kissed his head, "okay, but you need to eat something. seriously, i don't want to hear you whine later."

seungcheol suddenly pouted, "i'm not gonna whine." you raised an eyebrow at him, "fine, fine, but i want to cuddle for a bit longer," he said to you.

"works with me," you smiled and hugged him.

the two of you ate dinner together, you making sure that he ate a bit more since he probably didn't eat much today.

"so what did you do today?" you asked him after you took a sip of water.

"working on a song," he replied.

"can i listen to it?" you asked him.

"mm...nope."

you looked at him, "what, why?" you pouted.

he chuckled, "it's a secret, and it's a special song. no one will be allowed to listen to it until the tour happens. hey, stop with the pout."

"but i want to hear it!" you demanded.

"nope."

you rolled your eyes and fed him another bite of food. "well, don't work yourself too hard when you work on it. the guys are gonna get scared of you if you keep this "lock yourself in a studio all day" act up," you said to him.

he nodded and swallowed his food. "i won't. promise."

"love you, seungcheol."

"love you more, baby," he said to you. you leaned in and kissed his cheek while seungcheol quickly saved and closed a file named "proposal."

#sweetiesicheng #sweetiesicheng seventeen #seventeen #s.coups #choi seungcheol #kpop

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keef-a-corn · 1 year

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Dat’s right, People, it’s time for ‘Keef watches TFP and you just get the notes!’

This is for season 1, episode 11: Speed Metal.

I write down the timestamps, but I watch Transformers Prime on Stan (an Australian streaming service) so they may be slightly off.

ALSO! I try my best to note points for every character, but tend to get a little caught up by Bee (although I think I do a pretty good job with the notes regardless) so do be warned.

~~~~Transition~~~~

00:03 - starting off strong with a pretty scene

00:21 - it feels like this should’ve been Knockout’s premiering episode. Does him a lot more justice.

00:39 - Knockout proving to be smarter than the autobots because his windows have an insanely heavy tint.

00:46 - My bro really that jealous that he felt a need to scratch up a custom paint job.

00:53 - Ya know what? Valid reaction.

01:18 - attempting murder.

01:37 - … So attempted onscreen vehicular murder

~intro~

02:46 - Why does Vince wait until AFTER Jack decides to leave to taunt him? Why not do it while he has to be there?

02:50 - and Jack leans into it. *sigh*

03:07 - That’s all you have to say, Arcee?

03:35 - so many reasons, Sierra. You don’t have a helmet, you’re still holding books, it’s really rude to ask someone for something like that if they weren’t actively asking you or if you don’t setup a scheduled time in advanced.

03:49 - Hang on… Where TF did Vince get a muscle car from in the fairest place??

03:59 - suck an egg, Sierra.

04:11 -here we have a Jack, forgetting that his ride is sentient so regardless of if it was a rule or not, if she says no, it’s a no.

04:20 - I thought the first rule was keep a low profile.

04:41 - that shot is ugly.

05:24 - it took him forever to get start, Jack could’ve gone already!

05:30 - they had an hour between the end of school and the race, yet chose now to put their books away?

07:08 - shoutout to Knockout’s VA. They do a really good job.

07:17 - *sniff sniff* smells like a lie.

07:26 - I like how Knockout isn’t phased at all.

07:36 - ‘Buff this!’

07:39 - Zoom. (Yes, that is the only comment I will make about this shot)

07:47 - this is one of those shots that make you realise that these bots are huge.

08:04 - how?? It had been like 20 minutes since the race and there were no witnesses to who had won. Even if the information had gone around that quick, I doubt that Vince would’ve been honest about loosing.

08:08 - how the line was delivered, it made it sound like Raf was calling Jack Vince.

08:21 - didn’t Jack say they shared a class together? How hard was she looking?

08:48 - I don’t understand how it’s a secret if high school students know about it.

09:19 - Imma be honest, I thought that was a vehicon.

09:27 - okay, but that sky-

09:37 - who is Raf playing against?

09:42 - These kinda of shots make it hard to remember that the boys are huge compared to the kids.

09:45 - …Why exactly does he ask Raf like that?? He knows Bee’s sentient.

09:46 - my head tells me he is saying ‘an hour? To go racing??’ My heart is telling me ‘Why are you asking Raf? He’s not in charge of me.’

09:52 - then he would be mildly annoyed.. Raf I don’t think you’re aware of just how calm Optimus actually is.

09:53 - With confidence I’m declaring that Bee said ‘Oh, right.’

09:58 - AroAce Raf hc.

10:04 - still completely ignoring that it’s actually Bee’s decision on if Jack can take him out racing.

10:14 - It’s a bit clearer in this timestamp but Jack Clones (courtesy @stefani-rebel)

10:16 - Bee’s numberplate is ‘936 SOH’… I know what my future numberplate will be(e)

10:26 - That does NOT explain how or why Jack owns a muscle car.

10:35 - THAT IS SO DANGEROUS. SIERRA’S STILL A CHILD.

11:00 - *dies* Knockout saying ‘Bumblebee’. I think I just like how deep voices say such an innocent word.

11:08 - ‘what was that Bee?’ As if he could understand Bee if he repeated himself.

11:09 - I’d just like to add, I really enjoy that Bee’s interior is lined with luminescent blue. It’s probably from that being one of the ways energon can look, so do you think that if Bee’s energon was drained out, all the blue would just turn black? …That went dark rq.

11:13 -why was Jack holding the wheel? I think I raised this question in convoy, but would the bots find it uncomfortable when someone touches their steering wheel/interior?

11:14 - this plays further into my ‘Is it uncomfortable for them’ question because we can tell the bots can control their steering wheels and require that control to drive.

11:40 - this reminds me so much of TF 2007

11:44 - it’s in character for Knockout to chase Bee, but wouldn’t it have been so funny if he instead focused on winning the race?

12:11 - Miko’s a trash liar.

12:16 - She only asked for Jack, how TF did she know Bee was with him??

12:20 - I now understand why Miko’s so bad.

12:46 - is that oil?? I feel like it would be a bodily fluid that shouldn’t be released that easily.

13:03 - and here we witness smart thinking from Bumblebee.

13:29 - Does anyone else wanna push Vince down the stairs? + all things considered, glad that there was an actual third party that’s actions affected the safety of the protags, rather than just excusing Knockout finding them to ‘of course he did’

13:36 - TFP stepping up with the ‘Naturally Knockout, an antagonist actively searching for the protags, noticed light behind him’

13:48 - accidental misgendering. Ask your car their preferred pronouns/lh

13:55 - what a lovely reminder that the bots are fragging huge.

14:04 - I too, when having an unknown pointy object put right in front of me, stare directly at it and lean closer.

14:34 - well timed an acceptable pun. But then again, I can’t talk, every time I write ‘be’ I put an extra ‘e’ in brackets.

14:44 - I’ve always seen the angst potential in this moment. (‘I can’t understand you!’) Because it’s an unfortunate way of life for Bee.

14:51 - Despite clear instructions, Bee honks three times. But because there’s a slight pause between the second and third honk, Bee pretty much said ‘Good and Bad news’. I know a lot of people have probably noticed it, but I thought it was a nice touch.

14:57 - they look like a band

14:58 - there eyes are glowing so harshly. It’s probably got to do with the fact that in vehicle mode they had their headlights on. + Bulkhead and Bee look at each other because they know they’re in huge trouble too. (I unfortunately didn’t manage to catch that in the screenshot tho)

15:04 - Maybe being in bot form for longer than a minute, turns off the headlights.

15:08 - How the frag would he know that?? Like maybe it would be my second or third guess, but certainly not my first. (First would’ve been ‘He probably saw a potential hostage’)

15:15 - I may have laughed way too loudly at that

15:27 - Harsh light’s back, on Bee specifically.

15:35 - Okay, that’s cute and so in character. Raf being concerned about Bee and Miko being absolutely certain that Bulkhead will be okay and protect everyone.

15:44 - that establishes that they had originally told Optimus a lie, but the hadn’t.

16:00 - I get why Raf’s a bad liar, but why is Miko??

16:02 - you KNOW Optimus is done with their BS.

16:03 - Look at him! L O O K . (Also ‘My father senses are going off. Why bother lying to me?.’)

16:06 - not suspicious at all.

16:11 - z o o m . How did they not see him?

16:19 - gotta be honest, I enjoy when antagonists use a protagonist’s name. Just makes it feel more respectful.

16:39 - You can see Knockout at the back.

16:57 - Bee walking backwards with ease makes me think a common technique the bots practice is walking backwards. That would be hilarious, all the bots going into a forest walking around backwards for like an hour.

16:58 - after a second glance I realised that Bee’s pedes/feet never left the ground. He was moonwalking.

17:07 - Bee can do a backhand spring.

17:10 - if Bee did what he usually does, he wouldn’t have been hit. He would usually duck the first few swings, but decided to try get the first hit against Breakdown. Makes no sense why he would considering that Breakdown’s build in a similar way to Bulkhead.

17:18 - Breakdown stumbles forward slightly when Bee hits him. NGL it’s kinda cute.

17:21 - See? Bee dodged the attacks, rather than getting the first punch!

17:24 - It’s implied this is Knockout’s vision and I hate it.

17:31 - Bee playing possum while Arcee rides Knockout like a skateboard.

17:34 - Rq, Bee’s fighting got significantly better once Arcee joined the fight. He feels more confident with her and I love that. (They’re family, your honour.)

17:35 - when he got them titanium legs- Why doesn’t Bee kick more though? He’s clearly got strong legs.

17:37 - Breakdown ran right into that one.

17:40 - surfs up, dude.

17:42 - one thing to note is that whenever a bot gets knocked off course they will quickly transform into the other mode to prevent damage.

17:46 - That’s a weird thing to say, Jack.

17:50 - Bee’s reaction time decreased significantly. Also how much damage can doorwings sustain?

17:57 - his face when he realised his hubby ran off.

18:05 - Bulkhead only now decides to do that?? Yes. Of course he does because he realised that Bee was down and about to get very hurt.

18:26 - yay! Optimus!

18:52 - Optimus just threw him like he was nothing.

18:58 - Makes me wonder, if the car parts were removed, would they be restored by a new alt mode?

19:27 - FRAG. I WANTED TO SEE BEE’S REACTION TO DISAPPOINTING OPTIMUS.

19:30 - he holds Vince the way you’d hold a sausage.

19:49 - like the con’s name

20:10 - moments like those make me wish the bots were allowed to punch humans.

20:28 - Starscream’s shaking

20:30 - Knockout looks like he’s wearing a hoodie

20:36 - he looks like a pigeon!

20:47 - Breakdown looks genuinely scared and that makes me sad.

20:52 - WE DON’T EVEN GET THE OUTCOME?! I WANTED TO KNOW THE AFTERMATH OF DISAPOTIMUS

20:56 - go suck an egg, Sierra.

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And that was Speed Metal.

I find this episode’s really good and would’ve been a much better introduction to Knockout and Breakdown. Well.. mainly Knockout. Although I wish we had gotten some time with the bots getting in trouble.

I genuinely believe this episode did Knockout and Breakdown a lot more justice though, better conveying that Knockout considers his looks very important and will run off when the odds start to change, while Breakdown will fight until he can’t continue.

#transformers #transformers prime #tfp #tfp bumblebee #tfp optimus prime #tfp knockout #tfp bulkhead #tfp arcee #tfp raf #tfp miko #tfp jack #tfp breakdown #episode 11 #speed metal #tfp vince #tfp sierra #maccadam #tfp starscream #Tfp ep notes

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justforeddiemunson · 2 years

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Sweetest Drug

Summary: Eddie "The Freak" Munson is just your regular drug dealer who you hooked up with. It's all fun and games for the both of you but when he suddenly saw you flirting and making out at Lover's Lake with none other than Billy Hargrove he felt this urge of coming up and punch his face but his mind tells him a greater idea.

Word count: 2.1k words

Warnings: mentions of drugs, probably a bit of violence, dom eddie, daddy kinks, praise kink ++ others, NSFW (read only if your 18+) I won't be sugarcoating any words since I just feel like I shouldn't.

"Yeah, It's all good Rick. I'll probably just eat some mac n cheese. okay bye!" Eddie hangs up the phone. He was currently staying at Reefer Rick's house because Rick's currently away probably hiding from the cops, looking through the cabinets he saw a pack of mac n cheese "This will do later" he said slightly throwing it at the table, he looks at his watch. 8:00 PM. It is dark outside but Eddie decided to go out for a stroll while he smokes, he was about to grab his leather jacket when he remembers that he lets you borrowed it awhile ago when he saw you freezing at school because you're just wearing a crop top shirt, he sighs and just gets another jacket inside and his hellfire shirt still on since he's too lazy to even change. --

"Billy- Stop!!" you giggled as the two of you sat under the skull rock, the place was dark already since it's 8 PM but the two of you have flashlights which is actually pretty enough to light your surroundings, Billy nuzzle in your neck again making you bite your lip with a laugh "you fucking smell so good, Y/N" he whisper softly as he bite your neck lightly. Yes, you were flirting with Billy fucking Hargrove and although a lot of girls are into him you are one hella lucky girl because you are the only one that really caught his attention, the moment he saw you in your chemistry class together, he just thinks of how much he can make you cum if you just let him slip inside of you.

He leans your back against the ground, under you was a blanket so the both of you won't get too dirty. You look at him and his ocean blue eyes just gets you every time, his masculine figure hovers on top of you, his red fitted polo that is perfectly unbutton revealing his chest gives you this hot building sensation, you traces your fingers to his chest "I like this polo your wearing" you says winking at him which made him chuckle "you look good on it" you continued, his hands just freely wandering on your waist, you were just wearing a skirt and crop top with a leather jacket on "yea? I bet you I look better without them on.." Billy said in a low, almost whisper and moaning voice, he puts your hair on the side to see your face clearly tucking some strands at the back of your ear, you just nodded with a smirk, he leans down at you breathing in your ear as he licks your lobe making you moan a little, he continues to go down your neck, licking and sucking "Oh, Billy.. that is so good" you moaned, your hands on his soft curly hair, you feel him smiled as he heard you "you know what is even better, sweetheart?"

Sweetheart. that fucking pet name. Eddie calls you that all the time, oh how much you missed his fingers inside of you when he finger fuck you in his van. You suddenly flinch making you shrug the thoughts of Eddie away, your eyes a bit fuzzy by the pleasure you're feeling, you tilt your head, Billy was looking at you while sucking your right tits while his other hand caressing your left boob and his fingers sometimes circling on your nipples, he lifts his head, licking his lips "you like this? hmmm?" you just nodded in response as Billy continues. --

He puffed the last smoked from his cigar throwing it to the ground, the wind slightly blowing on him that sends shivers down his spine, wandering around the woods beside Lover's Lake is a thing he always do most of the time to unwind his thoughts, he breathes deeply before turning his heel to head back in Rick's house since it's getting late. "Fuck.. your making me crazy" a low fainted voice not to far from where he is makes him stop, "oh my god, b-billy.." 'Billy? Billy Hargrove? is he really fucking someone out in the woods? fucking classic' Eddie thinks as he shakes his head with a smirk, he knows Billy because of the man's reputation around your school and he knows Skull Rock was just near where he is.. so it's not very surprising. "Oh s-shit you're a fucking brat, Y/N" Eddie's eyes squinted, did he hear that right? his jaw clenched and the sudden burst of jealousy rises. 'It can't be, Y/N.. right?' he forces his minds not to listen but the soft moans and groans made him think. He couldn't believe it's you, you and Eddie are hooking up for the last two months, in his van, in his trailer, at your room when he snuck around at midnight and even under the fucking Skull Rock. "No.. let's just do that some other time it's getting cold.." he heard again "uh huh.. let's do it tomorrow then? wanna see how you beg while I make you cum, baby" Billy said with a chuckle. The crinkling noise of the leaves was heard as Eddie walks near the two people, he peaks although he knows this is wrong but he also thinks that he needs to know.

His eyes drop into a glare as he saw you sitting on Billy's lap still on the ground under the Rock, your arms around Billy's neck as his hands wrap around your waist looking at you with such admiration, that addictive smile never leaving Billy's face. If looks can kill Eddie was near slitting that man's throat or punching him right across his face, he saw you lean in and make out with Billy. Eddie was in rage even seeing you wearing his leather jacket while you kiss other man, despite of it all he tries to calm down knowing he's just probably someone who you buy drugs from or even just a nerd who you can just fuck around and leave, but God knows how much the both of you crave for each others warmth and how much you like each others existence. -- You debated whether to knock or just barged inside, you breath deeply as you move your feet closer to the door. You're currently Infront of Munson's trailer because the fucking dude didn't show up at school so you just ditch your last period because you're worried about him, he's also not picking calls and that bothers you a lot, like what if it's emergency? wouldn't he show up? you come up with such ridiculous reasons why you came to his house and the few are: bringing back his leather jacket and lastly to buy some drugs which is for sure a normal choices and can be reasonable because he sells you drugs. You sigh as you lift your hand ready to knock when the door swing open that makes you look shock "Jesus fucking Christ!" you exclaimed, you look at Eddie standing in front you without even showing any expressions, he must've been drunk or high. "God, Eddie you look horrible" you said as you reach for his face but he quickly spat your hand that makes you surprise "What are you doing here?" he ask seriously, it made you nervous, Eddie never gets mad at you "Are you going to answer or are you just fucking gonna stand there?" his jaw clenched, his arms crossed, he was glaring at you and it makes you uncomfortable. This is not the Eddie you know and your fucking confuse as to why he's suddenly acting up, he was about to close the door when you put your hand on it stopping it, "I'm uhh.. I need drugs so.. I went here cause you're not in school" you said quickly, Eddie looks down then meets your eyes, he can't resist you. never. Eddie sighs opening the door widely, you just silently walked inside his trailer, to his room and you spotted empty bottles of beer near his bed, making you believe that he's just drunk.

You turn and look at him, he was just standing against the door of his room eyeing at you, you walk towards him "Are you drunk?" he shrugs "Why do you care?" he answered making you a bit frustrated "Are you mad at me? cause if you are then just fucking tell me what I did so I can probably fix it! I don't like you being mad at me, Eddie!" you blurted out making him sigh deeply, he walks slowly almost inches away from you "Oh, you fucking wanna know what you did, Y/N?" his dark brown eyes never letting go of your gaze, your eyes blinks feeling a bit nervous because you can't think of anything so you just nodded. A smirk was seen on his face "Let's just say.. I almost wanna punch Billy Hargrove in his jaw last night.." your heart stop, 'Fuck! he saw us?! shit!' you cursed to your brain, and your eyes widen, Eddie steps closer to you making you back away slowly, as the two of you reach his bed side, cornering you "Was he good? Was he better than me, Y/N?" you're just looking at him, his curly long hair, and all the perfect features in his face but you can't even utter a word "Do you like how he touch you? Is Hargrove fucking better than me now?" he asked trying to sound sweet and terrifying all the same time, you just slightly shake your head, you heard him chuckle.

"Say it if you fucking mean it, Y/N. Don't bullshit me around this time" as he step closer to you, you automatically sat on his bed, your breathes become slower and you can feel your body heat up, he looks down at you with that innocent smile he have but just in seconds he was pinning you down his bed "I need to fucking hear it, Y/N. Make me say it again and I swear I'll use those on you" he holds your neck making you look at his wall where his metal chain cuffs are hanging, his cold rings touches your burning skin, he just looks at you, waiting for you to answer "You're b-better than him.." you said shyly almost like whispering your words, his head lowered and you close your eyes as you feel the touch of his breath on your ear travelling the sensation down your neck "than who, princess?" he mutters, biting your neck as you moan "you.. y-you're better than Billy, Eddie-" he lifts his head and looks at you, his eyes trailing down your lips, letting go of your neck he sits back up, almost like kneeling in front you, he just look at you admiring how perfect you are with the cute dress you're wearing, your left leg in between his knee, feeling his hardening cock in the ripped jeans he's wearing, it made you wet for a bit. His touch and presence are just fucking irresistible and him dominating you like this makes you turned on. He holds both your hands in front of you then he slowly raise it up above your head keeping it locked with one of his hand, "I know you're a good girl, Y/N.. So keep those hands up and if you move-" he paused, Eddie runs his lips slowly to yours as you slightly try to lean for a kiss, he shakes his head and chuckle "if you move.. it will just get rough" he whispers "m'kay? sweetheart?" he looks at you again in awe, you never failed to attract him, no matter what you do Eddie always thinks that you're an angel but what he saw last night made him think that the angel deserves a punishment.

(A/N: I HOPE YOU LIKE THE CHAPTER 1 <33 I decided to cut it in two parts because the next one is just pure smut of Eddie and Y/N and ofc a cute ending because I love Eddie. I appreciate votes, comments, request and follow since I'm new here hihi)

#eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie munson imagine #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things season four #billy hargrove

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underground-boss-clay · 7 months

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9/27/23, 14:30> Clay, is this a bad time?

9/27/23, 14:37> Could be better, but no it ain't a bad time. Why?

9/27/23, 14:45> Iris said she was going to run an errand for you last night and has been out of sorts since then. I tried to ask her what happened but all I got was... well.

9/27/23, 15:12> We'll say "incoherent."

9/27/23, 15:48> Did something happen?

9/27/23, 16:22> Clay?

9/27/23, 16:41> Let me just ask ya somethin' real quick darlin'.

9/27/23, 16:49> Have I mentioned any family to ya or Iris before? Outside of Sigmund and his mother obviously.

9/27/23, 17:03> You've mentioned a sister and her daughter living in Sinnoh, but that's it.

9/27/23, 17:31> FUCKING DAMMIT.

9/27/23, 17:35> Clay??

9/27/23, 17:45> Okay, so I have

9/27/23, 17:50> I have a brother, younger than Marguerite, who lives in Alola. He has a daughter who's... probably ten now, I haven't seen them since Sofu passed away. That's his father-'n-law, long story.

9/27/23, 18:10> Point is, I could've sworn I told everyone about them before, so when I asked Iris to trade a Sandshrew with Hapu--my niece--I thought they would've been familiar with each other by now.

9/27/23, 18:17> And instead you gave our granddaughter a heart attack.

9/27/23, 18:22> Not intentionally, but yeah.

9/27/23, 18:30> Look, I get it if you're mad. Sigmund's pretty pissed that I didn't tell him too, even though I swore I did.

9/27/23, 18:41> Clay--Clay I'm not mad. I'm... actually a little relieved, I thought it was something worse.

9/27/23, 19:00> Worse than having a brother and niece that folks didn't know about?

9/27/23, 19:06> But you thought they did. Which implies you actually DID tell someone.

9/27/23, 19:09> Mildred I kinda HAD to, she needed to schedule things and send me updates when I went to Alola a couple times some years ago.

9/27/23, 19:14> That could be why you thought people knew; you mentioned that she's a bit of a gossip and that's why you didn't tell her about us. Maybe you've been underestimating how well she can keep secrets.

9/27/23, 19:21> Mm, I guess. Don't help that it--I really thought I told everyone, or mentioned them, or... something.

9/27/23, 19:26> Hey, it was an accident. People forget things all the time.

9/27/23, 19:28> Granted not usually of this magnitude but still. At least it wasn't something worse.

9/27/23, 19:31> Yeah, I guess. Still, I should try to call 'Bera, see if this was just on my end or-

9/27/23, 19:45> ... wait, "worse?"

9/27/23, 19:53> You know. Soap opera material, like... I don't know, an evil twin or a long lost child out of wedlock.

9/27/23, 20:07> ... You don't, do you?

9/27/23, 20:23> FUCK no

#Shh ((off screen))#Mister Mayor #Here's the Dirt #pokemon irl #radish patch kid

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ninjastudioart · 10 months

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Answer Questions

(Part 2 of Sleep Schedule. Special thanks to @silentslxmp for the lovely ask)

School had been over for an hour, but the ninja had yet to start training. Wu had gone to get more of his weird tea and the ninja decided to clean the weapons in Wu's closet for him. To be fair, they were already pretty clean but they knew Wu would appreciate it. Especially since Lloyd had yet to get back.

Zane had become very nervous about that. Lloyd had said he'd be back by late Tuesday, and Zane had assumed at latest he'd be back early Wednesday. It was Wednesday, close to 18:00, and there was still no sign.

He tried to ignore it, focusing on his friends talking and just wiping the dust off the various weapons. He was sanding the wooden handle of one when the door slid open.

The ninja jumped up to see who it was, and to there joy it was Lloyd. Though, the joy faded almost immediately into shock.

The bloody sword clattered across the floor, cracks forming in the dried body fluid. Lloyd stumbled in, limping on his right leg. His suit was torn in various spots, and under the cloth in some spots you could see wounds in the process of healing. Glowing green despite the blood being pink-purple. But the largest shock was the obvious chemical burn across his chest and stomach, damaged skin with bits of what remained of his suit and leather-armor melted in.

Kai and Nya ran over, grabbing Lloyd by the arms as his injured leg buckled under his weight.

"Oh my FSM Lloyd!?! Wh-what happened?!" Nya asked, face etched with worry as Kai grabbed at Lloyd's mask. Zane noted it seemed to have been crudely repaired, and he saw why when he saw the burn across the right side of his face.

Jay, already up, ran to grab a first aid kit, followed by Nya who ran into a different room to grab the hydrogen peroxide.

"Cole, help me carry him to the kitchen!" Kai could lift Lloyd alone in terms of weight, but he was worried about hurting him more. So Cole ran over, signaling Zane to follow.

Lloyd was unconscious by now, probably from pure pain. Cause not only had he been hurt, he would have had to come all the way back to Ninjago...on horseback.

He accepted the med-kit, and immediately started to work.

Wu talked to the ninja in the background, but it was all an auditory blur for Zane as he carefully pulled another piece of fabric from Lloyd's skin. He was glad his friend was unconscious, since this would be a very painful experience otherwise.

He dropped it into a small bowl filled with alcohol, and moved back for another shred. One finger formed into tweezers, he carefully poked and prodded at the skin to find something else.

"Zane?" Zane nearly jumped out of his fake skin, making sure to pull his arm up so he didn't accidently cause more damage.

His blue eyes darted to meet Lloyd's, well, his one eye since the other was unable to open. He looked tired, and tears beaded at his bottom lid. His mouth was slightly ajar, but only on one side. The other was still melted together.

"Lloyd! You're awake! I'll tell the-" A cold hand rested on Zane's, and he immediately stopped and looked at his friend.

"I'm sorry...for what I-I said. Didn't-didn't deserve to be-" Zane placed his free hand on Lloyd's, smiling at his friend.

"Lloyd, it's fine. You don't need to apologize for anything. If you'd like we can talk about it AFTER we finish here, okay?" He seemed to accept the answer, if not just out of tiredness, and closed his eye.

Zane smiled, before jumping back into his work. He grabbed a piece, but looked to Lloyd before he continued.

"This will hurt."

And then he pulled it off, Lloyd squirming and biting back a scream.

Jay paced back and forth. Nya watched him...pace back and forth. Kai layed on his back staring up into the eternal abyss of the universe.....hidden by the ceiling. Cole also watched Jay pace while doing jumping jacks. Overall...not a fun atmosphere. Especially since Wu was scribbling a message asking what the hell happened since in his own words, "the mission wasn't anything crazy sounding."

Zane walked into the room, instantly met with all the attention of each member.

"So, is he alright?" Kai, tried to sound calm, but he was clearly worried.

"Yes, he's fine. I just need to bandage him up." Wu smiled at Zane, walking over and placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I'll bandage him up, you go ahead and rest. Thank you for everything Zane." Zane gently grinned, then moved to join the others, preparing to answer their questions.

"I'm guessing he was awake?" Zane only nodded. Despite biting back the screams in impressive fashion, having cloth and leather torn from your skin wasn't the best thing to have happen while trying to stay quiet.

"Will he be okay?" Nya grabbed his arm gently, face usually drawn in nonchalant-ness now scratched with worry for their leader.

"Yes, he was already healing. I was more worried about his body healing AROUND the fabric and leather. He'll heal fine now, it may take a few days though." The last part still felt wrong, but they had watched Lloyd have his spinal column snapped in half, only for him to wake up 4 days later, able to walk and everything. He knew Lloyd would recover quickly, well, physically at least.

Zane was still curious, and worried, so he decided he would see if Wu needed help. He slid out of his blanket, and stood from the thin mat he slept on, laid across from Lloyd's. He carefully avoided any objects strewn across the floor, not wanting to wake his friends, before leaving the room.

It was quiet, other than the sound of muffled voices coming from Wu's room. Zane stopped, listening for a moment.

"Lloyd I would appreciate it if you DIDN'T keep getting hurt with chemicals."

"Those bastards had be cornered, I had no choice. Besides, I've done it before."

"I would rather you didn't mix up a batch of acid and then dump it on yourself."

What did that mean? What had Lloyd made? And why did he make acid?! That was the better question.

"I didn't TRY to get it all over myself, but when I poured the bottle and dropped it, one of them grabbed it and threw it back at me! Fucker was lucky, there was still shit in there."

Zane, puzzled, decided to keep listening, intrigued by how open Lloyd seemed with Wu.

"...so why did they corner you?"

"Fucking prick, did what he asked, but that pompous shithead decided to send his guard dogs to play fetch." Zane was even more confused, until realizing Lloyd was being sarcastic. There were no actual dogs, which was good since Zane didn't think dogs could throw bottles of acid at people.

"Fucker got what he deserved though, his little commanders gonna have a rough day after seeing that dickhead strung about his room."

"Lloyd please don't give me that imagery. Bad enough seeing you."

"You've seen worse!"

"I'm aware I've seen you before."

Zane found himself smiling at the playful banter, leaning against the wall. He wondered how long Lloyd had known Wu, or if that even mattered.

"...Those kids...they're okay right? Had to leave in a rush...mask was ruined."

"Yes. I got the message back from the Imperial Palace. They said the kids were safe and had been returned to their families. They will be sending a diplomat to "guide" the district leaders heir. Make sure he doesn't do the same as his predecessor."

"Good, then everythings fine. What's a little burn as long as they're okay..."

Zane's smile faded a bit. The sentence itself was mostly fine, but the way it was said. It reminded him of the way Lloyd joked about himself. It was clearly meant to be seen as positive. But the tone. It was so...sad? So...sincere.

He wondered if all the jokes, all the statements of uselessness and self-hate, were not jokes at all. But a way Lloyd tried to cope, to seem okay.

It made him feel somewhat guilty, but Zane brushed that off. How could he know? Only Lloyd knew if the jokes meant more.

Zane decided he was done spying, not wanting them to realize he was there, and opened the door.

Lloyd nearly jumped into the great beyond, Wu having to hold him still as he tightened a bandage.

"Lloyd calm down please. It's Zane." Wu turned with a smile, his beard tossed over his shoulder, probably to avoid getting a bandage stuck to it.

"Hello Zane, can I help you?"

"Hello Wu, I was just wondering if you needed help. I also wanted to make sure Lloyd is okay and healing properly!" Zane stepped around, getting a look at Lloyd's face.

It was mostly bandaged, though his mouth was visible. It was still deformed, but where Zane had cut the lips apart was looking better already.

"I'm just about done bandaging him up, but if you'd like to examine him go ahead."

Lloyd seemed betrayed as he looked at Wu, eyes swearing to make him pay for that. But Wu only smiled, shockingly smug as he wrapped bandages around Lloyd's neck.

"Thank you Wu." Zane kneeled down on the floor with Lloyd, smiling in an attempt to not make Lloyd more uncomfortable.

"How are you feeling Lloyd?"

"Lloyd's face was nigh-emotionless as he spoke.

"Bad."

Zane stared, unsure what to do with that information.

"Can you be more specific?"

"Like I got the shit beat out of me and then got acid dumped on top of that?"

Zane could only blink rapidly as he did his best to imagine how that would feel. And, in all fairness to his friend, bad was a good word for it.

"Do you feel any different? It has only been a few hours, but some of your burn should be healing." He knew Lloyd's body would prioritize the burn at this point, so he hoped that meant the pain was mitigated.

"Itchy, but-" He motioned a hand at all the wrapping, and Zane nodded.

"I wouldn't recommend scratching it, your claws may breach the gauze and expose the wounds to the air." Could Lloyd get infections? His body fought against literally anything it deemed un-belonging, but he wasn't sure. Maybe he'd ask later.

Wu cleared his throat, standing.

"That's all the bandages done. Now, I am heading to the store to get some more since-" He pointed at the sheer amount of wrappings on Lloyd's damaged body, "so you're done Lloyd. But Zane should examine you to make sure you'll be alright."

Lloyd seemed unimpressed with that course of action, but nodded in agreement before Wu left the two alone.

Zane watched him go, wondering if Wu was aware Lloyd largely needed nothing at this point other than to rest. Or if he was just extra concerned.

Zane, confused once more, turned to see Lloyd scratching at his scalp.

"Are you alright? Did you get any cuts on your scalp?"

"Huh? Oh, nah. Just itchy since I'm probably filthy." Zane nodded, staring for a moment. Lloyd would probably be dirty for awhile, since he couldn't really shower with all the bandages in the way.

"If you'd like, I have some dry shampoo! It isn't the greatest fix, but it might help!" Zane suddenly popped open his chest cavity, reaching in and pulling out a bottle.

Lloyd, initially perturbed by the sudden horror, smiled.

"Thanks Zane."

He went to reach for the offered bottle, before realizing his range of movement had been fairly limited, even with his freakishly long arms.

"I can do it for you if you'd like, but I'd like to brush your hair first if that's okay." Lloyd seemed to pull away a little, but he stayed still, looking away.

"You don't-you don't have to do that. I'm fine, not like I haven't been gross before, kinda my usual state, heh." It was clearly meant to be a joke, but it made Zane feel a little sad.

"I want to help you, besides, your hair needs as much help as it can get with how little you brush it." Lloyd mockingly acted offended.

"I brush it every morning and most night. Not my fault it decided to be this thick."

Zane smiled, moving to sit behind Lloyd, slowing down when he saw how his friend tensed at the sudden movement. He reached into his chest, again, and removed a brush.

Zane loved Lloyd's hair. Despite its messy and untamed appearance, the hair itself was like silk, or cashmere, and it was thick with lots of volume. He had some trouble thanks to that last compliment, but persistence worked to get through most of the tangles.

Lloyd seemed content with the brushing, and Zane could see he had his eyes closed in the mirror sat in front of them.

His hands moved slowly through the platinum blond locks, enjoying how it felt. Even his dyed hair had retained it texture, a shock since it was some pretty dramatic dye work.

He pulled the brush through again, resting one hand on Lloyd's head and scratching his scalp. Or what he assumed was his scalp. It was impossible to see due to all the hair.

He heard a humming sound, or a sound like an engine, but realized it was Lloyd purring as Zane scratched his scalp.

It made him smile, how strange yet endearing Lloyd could be. It was a stark contrast to how he carried himself at school. From an intimidating and violent "jerk", to a purring kitten. It made Zane smile, and he felt more relaxed by the fact he seemed happy.

Lloyd opened his eyes, realizing he was purring, but unsure how to stop it. He looked into the mirror, seeing how Zane smiled softly as he brush and brushed the mop of hair on his head. For some reason, it made him feel guilty. Like Zane had forced himself to accept he'd be hear for awhile.

He hated to be a bother to his coworker, especially after he'd done so much to rip shreds of cloth and armor from his skin.

" Alright, I'll just spray some in and try to rub it into your scalp since, well, I can't really get to it heh." Zane seemed amused, but for some reason it made Lloyd feel...bad. He felt the all-to-familiar lump in his throat, burning as he looked down at the floor.

Zane began his work, but quickly stopped as he realized Lloyd seemed to be shaking. He looked into the mirror.

Lloyd was crying.

The false magma dripped down his face, burning orange and yellow as it fell, hissing into a cloud of, smoke? Zane didn't know what Lloyd's tears were, like liquid fire he guessed. But that was beyond the point. His friend was crying.

"Hey, did I say something wrong? I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, for-for being a nuisance. You should just leave...I can take care of myself." Lloyd pulled away from Zane's hands, crouching, preparing to leave.

His hair fell over his eyes, shadowing his face. But his ears hung to the sides, drooping down as the tears only fell faster and harsher.

Zane stared for a moment, debating. Should he let him leave? He made his decision pretty quickly.

Lloyd felt every muscle in his body tense as two arms wrapped around him. Every warning sound was blaring in his head, every alarm designed after his years in this city. His years in this life really.

Zane pulled him back, and Lloyd realized his teammate was hugging him.

"Why?" He managed to choke the word out as Zane held him close, comforting him. But that made him feel worse.

"Why are you being nice to me?! I'm a-I'm a monster. I'm an asshole who-who HURTS people! Why would you-" He was cut off as he choked back a sob. He was shaking, and the feeling of nausea was creeping into his body.

"Because you're my friend, and you're upset? Besides, it not like the kids you fight don't deserve it. Last I checked threatening to 'skin and hang you from a meat hook' is a pretty fair reason to fight someone. Not a justifiable reason maybe, but a good one."

Lloyd didn't know what his mind was more stuck on. Zane defending his awful habit, or being called a friend.

Did he consider Zane a friend? Did he consider any of the ninja friends? He tried to keep it professional. Refer to them as his team, his coworkers. But was that how he felt?

Did he deserve friends? Zane seemed to consider him one, but why? He didn't deserve that, he didn't deserve anything to be honest. He was a monster, and monsters like him only deserved to suffer.

But he couldn't make himself pull away, not when he had already been a jackass to Zane. Which reminded him-

"Zane...what did you ask me again? B-before I left..."

"Lloyd we don't have to talk about that-"

"You-you asked me why I don't sleep, right? I-you got my note right? I-wanted to answer that question."

Zane would have felt happy, if not for the fact Lloyd was crying his eyes out and only telling him out of some weird obligation he had created for himself. He wanted to know, but he wanted it to be on Lloyd's terms as well. This felt like it wasn't.

"Lloyd I want you to tell me when you-"

"I'm scared."

The words were so simple, yet crashed through Zane's mind like a crossbow bolt.

"What?"

"I-m scared, scared of.... I don't want to see the memories anymore."

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lyxzeun · 2 years

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time out ?!

featuring . . . ktm! ayato kamisato x shr! reader <3

author’s note . . . very cool angsty long chapter 😘 im sorry howl but no series is not one without angst😇❤️ (smug thoma🫶🫶)

{phone dialogue}

your thoughts !

au . . . business proposal!

warnings : inaccurate chapter !

you look at your watch, “oh! it seems it’s timeout now, gotta go.” you take your bag and stand up from your chair. “miss yuri. we still have unattended business to talk about.” he speaks in a stern tone, “oh? but there is no way! it is timeout for me AND our business.” you turn to his intimidating demeanor looking at you. “if it is ‘time out’ for our business, it should be precisely 9:00. now, it is just 7:18.” he insisted on to talk to you.

“okay, i did not ask for the time, but fine. i guess i could stay for a few hours or so. but, i have a request.” at your response, he nods. “could we go to a more… private place?” - “hm, i’ll see to it.” he pulls out his phone and speaks to his phone.

“thoma, i’m with miss yuri right now, set up a reservation in tomoe hotels.” he fixes his tie as he says so.

{ oh? are you taking it this far already? } ‘thoma’ speaks on the phone.

“thoma! don’t take it like that– we just need a private space to talk..” he whispered loudly, causing him to stare back at your confused face.

{ alright, alright, i’ll set it up right now. } he chuckles through the phone. “alright, thanks.” he puts his phone down, and stands up from his seat and takes your hand as he leads you onto his car.

later, you arrive at a big, luxury hotel. you stood there with your mouth open. "is something wrong?" he looks to you, "no. it's nothing." the both of you continue onto the hotel entering a large room.

[time has passed and the discussion was... interesting, to say the least.]

"so.. why am i meeting up with you anyways?" you tilted your head, "this is just a blind date, but, i would like you, miss yuri, to marry me." your eyes widened, you wanted to scream, yet you had to be like yuri for just a little more. "no." ayato's face mirrors yours, unable to function to such response. "...why?" that was all he managed to say, still taken aback from your response that you said with such a stern and expressionless face. "for example, you are just someone i met, i would marry those when they know me for long enough, also, i don't like you." then again, you took another opportunity (unknowingly) to make him shocked with your words.

["what do men hate?" - "men hate it when women are awfully straightforward, it's just a turn off for us." the people in the televison say, it might be stupid to take advice from a tv show, but that is what it takes to shoo him away.]

you listed things why you wouldn't marry him, and it was obvious he was full with the things you said.

[timeskip, ayato has come back to his house. yet, his grandfather hasn't come home.]

"so, how did the date go?" thoma asks, "don't even ask me about it." ayato sighs, rubbing his temples.

meanwhile, while you were outside of ayato’s house, you waited for a taxi, but- wait.. is that…

kaeya? walking with a girl..?

they were linking arms, giggling to the words they said to eachother, the girl, snuggling close to him.

wait, is that… sui hu? kaeya’s ex? are they back together?

…they got back together? no, no way, sui hu would’ve found someone else now. no- not him. but then, i remember something, — “y/n, me and sui hu.. we’re reconnecting again.” kaeya says, sure of what he says. “w-what? no. you aren’t. your getting back together?! with sui hu?!” you stood up and slammed your hands on the table with glossy eyes. “y/n, we are not getting back together, we’re getting back together as.. friends. just friends, and i know you wanted the best for me since i’m your.. second bestfriend. (as yuri is your very bestfriend.) but look, we are getting back together only as friends. trust me on this one, y/n. please.” he explains, his palms presses together as he sighs. — just as friends, huh? do friends do that? sure, kaeya and i link arms but we don’t peck each other on the lips! we don’t snuggle into each other! “just friends” my ass. what is he talking about?

forgetting he’s close to you, you try to run in your heels, covering your face with a hand, slightly crouching.

after you went to a more far place, walking, you drop your purse, and your things fall, a young girl looks at you and walks up to you, she helps you put back your items in your purse. “are you okay? you aren’t hurt, are you?” she worries, you only shake your head in response. “that must’ve hurt a lot.” you couldn’t help but just nod, she then walks away and disappears onto a hedge garden. your phone rings– ‘ayato kamisato’.. your hand slips, the phone slides into the vent, why does this have to happen now?

“that must’ve hurt a lot.” her voice rings and rings into your head, unable to focus. “it seems like it doesn’t hurt, but it hurts. so much..!” you sob quietly hiding your face in your hands, it’s like an arrow was shot onto your heart, you try to get it out, you tried, but when you did, it won’t stop. it couldn’t stop bleeding. you didn’t expect it to hurt. but now—

why does it hurt so much? why does it bleed so much?

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Milkeu

KNJ x F/Y/N

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Dating one of the largest, world wide k-pop idols is sort of hard. The fact that you do, is both exhilarating and stressful.

Kim Namjoon is the sweetest man you've ever met, but in bed he can be one of the sexiest, darkest, kinkiest men you've ever been with.

It's been 6 months since you've felt his touch or been in his presence.

Being home in Seoul as he travels abroad leaves you lonely with random video chats at random points of your day. And it seems his smile and dimpled cheeks never fail to make your heart flutter every time you see him.

He was looking extremely sexy, focused on the book in his large hands, during one particular video chat.

You could feel the heat between your thighs and the tension in your lower stomach when his torso was exposed as he sat up from the bed he was laying in. Your breath hitched as you watch his muscles move in his back when he stretches to put the book away.

He'll be home tomorrow, so a couple days ago you bought a few items for yourself and him. You excitedly told him about it during the chat and he looked as excited as you.

The next day @ 4:30...

You feel the bed shift as someone crawls in beside you. You open your eyes to see an exhausted Namjoon crawl into your shared bed. You smile sleepily at him as he pulls you close.

Smiling warmly at you, wrapping his muscular arms around you, he whispers, "It's been too long baby. My life is so cold without you to warm it." You smile into his bare chest.

You internally sigh, in serenity as his body shifts a little, relaxing next to you. Even though he's drained, the slight brightness of the early morning sky gave him a golden glow. He looked so ethereal as your fan fluttered his hair during its rotation. The thought of him being equally exhausted after what you plan to do to him tonight, made your heart pound with excitement.

Later in the day @ 12:00...

"Joon-" You say, bending over his side of the bed, brushing his hair from his sleeping face. Your apron strings grazed the hand he dangled off the bed, waking him.

He let out a muffled grunt, "Hmm?" You smile to yourself before your knees softly meet the carpeted floor of your shared bedroom. You continued stroking his hair, "I made lunch, my love." He was quiet, but his stomach wasn't. You smiled and giggled at him as he chuckled, his eyes still shut.

"I guess I have to get up now, huh?" You smile at him as he opens his eyes. His smile turned into a smirk, "Damn, I missed mornings like this." He said, sitting up, placing a leg on either side of you. Taking in your outfit...

Well, more like what your outfit lacked.

You sat properly on your knees, your apron being the largest article of clothing occupying your body. Underneath, your body was clad with a chest harness, cheeky silk panties and black thigh garters holding up your black thigh high stockings. He looked you up and down, stopping on your face and shoulder length hair.

He licked his lips, "If it weren't for the painful hunger in my belly I'd eat you for lunch." You blushed as he bent forward and encased you in his arms.

That night @ 21:45...

You were cleaning dishes from dinner when you felt familiar muscular arms around you. You stopped rinsing the dishes and leaned into Namjoon. He chuckled, "So... tonight. What exactly are you planning with this outfit and those toys you bought, dear?" He hummed in your ear. You smiled, "Tonight... I'm in control." He looked down at you, a shocked expression staining his face, but you can see the excited curiosity in his gorgeous eyes. He smiled, "Okay. I've missed your touch, but go easy on me." You giggle, continuing to rinse the dishes, his arms still around you, "Maybe- If you listen to me."

Once you were finished with the dishes you removed your apron, hanging it on the hook magnet attached to the refrigerator. You told Namjoon to head to the room about 10 minutes ago and get himself ready.

As you entered the bedroom, your eyes were graced by the amazing sight in front of you. Namjoon sat at the headboard, the pillows that normally occupy your bed at his sides. His head was thrown backwards as he groaned and grunted, stroking himself. His large dick in his hands made your lower stomach do somersaults. You smirked at him, heading to the bathroom to grab the box of goodies you purchased. He looked at you when you came out, his face slightly pink from stimulating himself. You smiled and reached into the box, pulling out a bundle of bondage rope. His eyes widened, "Are you gonna tie me up?" You smiled devilishly, "Yes love, this beautiful blue hemp rope will help me with tonight's activities."

You straddled him, his dick threatening to poke through your panties. You chuckled as you tied his right hand then dragged the rope behind the headboard, tying his other hand. You left his body, his dick standing at attention while you tied his feet to the foot board. Your mouth salivated as his dick bounced in anticipation. You smiled as you removed your panties, the black chest harness, leg garters and black stockings being the only thing decorating your body.

You straddled Namjoon again, facing him, you grab his dick. Stroking it a few times, making him grunt before you slid him inside your wet and warm pussy. Moaning at how his dick filled you, the tension knots built up in you from all those months of being without him finally coming loose. You smiled when he was all the way in, "F- FUCK, Y/N. I don't remember you being this tight." You moan a little at the compliment, his husky voice making your pussy throb.

After riding him for quite a few minutes you could feel he was about to cum. Now. You thought to yourself. You slid him out of you, earning a low grunt from him, "Y/N what do you think you're doing." It sounded more like a statement instead of a question. You smiled down at him, "Well you know I dabbled in BDSM for a while so," you looked away before looking back at him, "I thought, tonight, we'd try some things like 'Cum Control', 'Penis Polishing' and... 'Milking'." His eyes widened for a brief moment.

He didn't protest so you reached back into the box, pulling out lube, and a gauze like fabric. You spoke to him as you climbed onto the bed, positioning yourself between his legs. "Joon, I need you to give me two colors." He looked down at you, nodding his head, "We'll be using one as a 'close to climax' word and a 'safe' word." He gave you two words. "Red." For the 'Safe' color. "Blue." For the 'close to climax' color. You smile as you begin to prep him.

Before you started, you said, "While I'm polishing you. If you don't tell me when you're about to cum, or if you tell me too late, we'll go straight to milking." He nodded his head.

You pushed yourself up on your knees to kiss him before starting.

You took the lube and put some in your hand, rubbing it along the length of his dick. He bucked his hips into your hand, letting out a hissing noise. You smiled, adding your other hand and pumping him pretty fast. "Blue. B-Blue." You slowed down your pace causing him to groan in frustration. You realized he was so close to climaxing when he was fucking you, he almost came as you just started.

You smiled to yourself, before grabbing the gauze like cloth. You squeeze a little more lube onto his dick, rubbing the lube along it focusing on the tip mainly. He twitched and grunted. You rubbed his thigh, "Baby... I can't describe how this is gonna feel, but you know you can make any noise you need to. You can use your safe word if you need to as well." He looked at you and raised an eyebrow, obviously oblivious to the immense amount of pleasure polishing gives men.

You watched his face as you put the cloth over his dick. You give it a few seconds to soak up the lube then wrap your hand around his dick, slowly pumping it. He moaned, "What the-" was all he was able to say, before you sped up your pumping pace. a high pitched whine escaped his mouth. His eyes shot open, shocked at the noise he made.

On the other hand, the noise he made caused you to become more turned on. You smiled at him as he continued to whine.

"Ah- RED!" You immediately stop, as he was trying to catch his breath. You never thought that seeing the love of your life, Namjoon, a twitching mess would turn you on so much.

His chest was rising and falling at a slower rate now, so you decided to only polish his tip this time. You picked up the cloth, it was really wet and was sticking to him. He whimpered a little, "What are you doing with it now-" He cut himself off mid question with a moan as you held the cloth over his tip, a side in each hand. You dragged the cloth to you right, earning a whimper. You repeated this, but to the left, this time he gave you a moan. You smiled and began to drag the cloth back and forth on the tip of his dick.

Namjoon let out a high pitched moan, trying to close his legs. He threw his hips to the left, then to the right, trying to get away. He never said his safe word nor told you to stop, so you kept going. The heat in between your thighs grows exponentially as you watch your lover squirm at your mercy.

"RED! BLUE! PURPLE!" He shouted, causing you to become confused and drag the cloth off of his dick to stop. As soon as the cloth left his dick he shot a load onto his stomach. You and him gasped at the same time as he came all over himself. You smiled, "Tssk Tssk Tssk. Joon." You pointed a finger at him, his eyes growing in size.

You smiled devilishly as you grabbed his still hardened dick and began pumping it without the cloth. The lube was really wet and sticky as he started pleading, "Baby wait, why are you-" he moaned again. You chuckled as he kept pleading, "Baby i used my close to climax color and my safe color, Ungh-" His small moans turned you on almost to where you were ready to climax as well. "You did love. But you said it too late." You mercilessly began to pump his dick, causing him to whimper and buck up into your hands. "Shit, baby I'm Cumming." You didn't stop pumping him until his load shot out.

But you're milking him now so, after a few seconds, you continued pumping. His body movements were all over the place. Sometimes he'd buck into your hands, other times he's twisting his hips side to side trying to get you to stop, but not vocalizing it. He'd even sit up, pulling at his wrist and ankle restraints.

You managed to make him cum 7 times before his body went limp and his dick went soft.

You looked up at him, "You did good baby, tomorrow I'll let you get payback." You undid his restraints and cleaned him up, "Rest a little. You want some water and a snack?" Namjoon grumbled and rolled over. "We'll cuddle all night." He grunted and you giggled, kissing his shoulder before dimming the lights and leaving the room.

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