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seungminhour · 3 months

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[💭] thinking about the types of hugs bf!skz would give you

◞✩ pairing : bf!skz (individual) x gn!reader

◞✩ contains : lots and lots and lots of fluff and hugs and just the boys being so smitten lol, probably some typos, i have not looked over this too well

◞✩ notes : this has been in my drafts for ages, but i never got around to finishing it lol. also, i wont lie, i loved writing in this little bulleted style. im gonna have to write more silly little things like this! anyway, i hope you all enjoy 🫶

01. bang chan - bear hugs

will open his arms and just let you launch yourself into his embrace no matter the mood you’re in

you’re sad? he just opens his arms silently and lets you come to him on your own terms

you’re seeing him for the first time since he left for tour? opens his arms and lets you come flying to him - catches you every single time

literally engulfs you completely

gently rocks you back and forth when you need it, running his fingers through your hair and whispering sweet things into your ear

“shh, baby it’s going to be okay. you’re fine, i’m right here if you need me”

definitely the type to cup your face, wipe your tears away and tell you to “turn that frown upside down” with the sweetest look on his face (it works every single time of course bc your bf is just so sweet and loving and caring and you can’t help but crack the smallest of smiles at him)

tries so hard to shield you away from the rest of the world by being in his arms

also uses it as a way to annoy you

will come up behind you while you’re trying to do something and just drape himself fully over your back

won’t get off until one (or both) of you end up on the floor

02. lee minho - back hugs

i Really have been thinking about back hugs and lee know recently, like it’s taken over 80% of all my thoughts

he especially loves back hugs in the mornings, like i’m talking clingy in the mornings

sometimes you wake up before him and you’ll be cooking breakfast for the two of you and he’ll quietly sneak up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist and just watch as you cook

do NOT try to get him off of you, because he Will retaliate by digging his chin into your shoulder to get you to stop wiggling

you’ll feed him little bites over you shoulder while asking if it needs anything

he’ll do his cute little “mmm!~” and shake his head against your shoulder

you wake him up while while you’re trying to get out of bed? good luck because he’s reaching up and grabbing you by the waist to drag you back in

“where do you think you’re going? it’s not time to get out of bed yet”

holds you there until one or both of you fall back asleep

loves to stand behind you and watch you do your nighttime routine too

asks so many (of the same) questions just because he likes to hear you talk

gets all doe eyed while watching you explain to him the benefits of one face mask over the other

he really is just smitten

03. seo changbin - picks you up and spins you around

this man. oh my god

you cannot convince me that he doesn’t love to pick you up and just take you places

like if you wanna go somewhere and you’re sitting down, be prepared for him to just lift you up and take you where you need

time for bed? he will gently pick you up off the couch and bring you to bed himself, just because he can

absolutely looooooves when you get all flustered by it

“binnie, i can walk myself you know?”

“just because you can, doesn’t mean you should”

is alllllllll about the princess treatment

as a result this translates over to his hugs 100%

literally almost knocks over the guys when he sees you come in the practice room one day

sprints full force at you until he’s scooping you up in his arms to spin you around and around until you’re breathless and dizzy

loves to pick you up and gently sway the two of you when you’re not feeling the greatest

if you come home upset and he’s there, he’s immediately picking you up and rocking you side to side as he runs his hands through your hair

sometimes you want to talk about what’s made you this upset, other time you don’t, so he’ll just hold you in place until you tell him what you need - whether that be a warm bath to relax (which he carries you to) or to be let down so you can pace and rant about how shitty of a day you had

04. hwang hyunjin - buries his face in your neck

he just wants to be as close to you as he can possibly get

loves loves loves the whole skinship of it

sooooo many neck / shoulder kisses!!!

so soft and sweet about it :(

he’ll gently hold you face in one hand while he moves you hair to the side with the other so he can make space for himself between your neck and your shoulder

always leaves at least one kiss to your neck before he rests his forehead there

“you know, hyune, you can’t just hide in my neck forever. at some point you need to come out”

will literally pout, shake his head and shove his face closer to you

he’ll fall asleep like that too

if you two have a movie night on the couch, be ready for him to lay directly on top of you, shove his face into your neck, and then promptly fall asleep within the first 20 minutes

the list of unfinished movies you guys have is astronomically long because this happens so often

you can tell if it’s been a bad day when he comes home and immediately goes to hide away from everything in your neck.

you just hold him there for as long as he needs

sometimes he will talk about it, other times he will just sit there, quietly sniffling while you comb your hands through his hair to bring him a little comfort

05. han jisung - clings to you

i will forever and always stand by the fact that han jisung is one clingy motherfucker okay

like i’m talking he launches himself at you the moment you step through the door when you get home

will not let you go for at least 5 minutes

“hanji, babe, can you at least let me put my things down first?”

the little fucker would hold you tighter and pout “nooo, i just missed you so much, wanna hold you for a few more minutes”

definitely calls it his “recharging time”

will 100% get all whiny and pouty if he doesn’t get to hug you for as long as he wants to

somehow manages to be the worlds biggest blanket hog and the worlds biggest cuddler at the same time

half the time you wake up freezing cold on one side and burning up on the other from where he has cocooned himself in all the blankets and then clung onto you for dear life

does not shy away from sticking to you in front of his friends

if you guys have a movie night with everyone in the dorms, he is not content until you are sat in his lap with his arms wrapped around you and his head pressed against yours

bonus points if it’s a scary movie and you sit sideways in his lap so you can hide your face in his neck when it gets too spooky

06. lee felix - squeezes you

this man just has so much love and happiness to spread, he can’t help but squeeze the life out of you every time he sees you

it doesn’t matter how long it’s been either

a day, a week, hell even if you just go to take a shower and come back he’s squeezing you as soon as you return

most definitely shakes you a bit while holding on to you for dear life

grabs you and does the fully body vibrate thing just to annoy you

sometimes he gets a little carried away and you’ll have to remind him that you actually Do need to breathe at some point

“lix, baby, i can’t- i can’t really breathe-“

“oh!” he’d giggle bc ofc he would, “i’m sorry baby, sometimes i just forget how tightly i’m holding you.”

gives you tiny reassuring squeezes when you need them tho

he can somehow always tell when you’re having even the slightest of bad days

also can tell exactly what kind of squeeze you need

if you come home upset, he’s right there to grab you and hold you tight, kissing the side of your head as the tears that have been building up all day finally come crashing down

tries to physically squeeze the sadness from you because he hates seeing you like this :(

if you come home mad, he’ll sit with you while you rant about your day and offer small, reassuring squeezes to your shoulder to show you he’s listening

07. kim seungmin - rests his head on / against yours

idk smth about seungmin just screams that he loves to rest his head on or against yours

and if he’s tall enough to place his chin on the top of your head? oh he’s giddy about it every single time

loves to wrap his arms around your shoulders from behind, place his chin on top of your head, and just stand there like that

is also a little shit about it ofc

“you’re so short, i can see clear over your head. how embarrassing.”

“yeah, but you love it.”

he does indeed love it.

he loves that he can rest his head against yours if he needs a little recharge and he loves the smell of your shampoo and he loves how close your temple is for him to kiss

oh that’s another thing

he will kiss your temple / forehead any chance he gets - like it’s literally his favorite thing to do

when you really need comfort, he’ll pull you close and kiss your forehead before resting his against yours while you try to forget how terrible of a day you had

softly knocks his head against yours just for the fun of it

he loves to hear you giggle and get tripped up on your words when he does it, so he’ll keep doing it until you physically have to pull yourself out of his embrace just to finish your story

08. yang jeongin - waist hugs

i just really think he would be the type to wrap his arms around your waist and never let go, ya know???

like he would always be holding your waist in some way when you’re out in public just to make it easier to tug you into his arms whenever needed

loves loves loves to slowly move his hands from your sides to your back just to tease you a little bit

will 100% use giving you a hug as an excuse to start a tickle fight tho, so always be on your toes

he’ll sneak up behind you, snake his hands around your waist while acting like the innocent and sweet and loving bf he is

and then as soon as you let your guard down he’s going in for the kill, digging his fingers into your sides and tickling the life out of you

won’t stop until you call mercy

“i’m going to have to take away your hugging privileges if all you’re going to use them for is to tickle me.”

“you wouldn’t dare to take them away. you love my hugs far too much for that.”

walks away all smugly because he know he’s right. you would never deny him a hug, even though you know the risk of it ending in tickles

loves to gently run his hands up and down your sides while he’s listening to you talk

he’ll definitely slide them under the hem of your shirt

sometimes this is to place his freezing cold hands against your warm skin to make you jump, other times it’s to provide comfort when you need it

he’s slide his hands under you shirt and gently runs his hands up and down your bare sides and back when you’ve had a particularly rough day

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foreveralbon · 2 months

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Hey, could you write one where y/n is in a long distance relationship with Logan Sargeant. Like when it’s off season she still is in a different country and she decides to surprise him at a Grand Prix and he has no clue but the team helps her

All fluff please ❤️

thank you so much for requesting, i hope you enjoy it 🫶🏻🫶🏻

back in his arms - ls2

the side of your bed that is normally warmed by logan’s body is occupied by the still figures of your cat rupert and his dog coco. rupert’s small head is resting on your stomach as you stroke your finger up and down his nose, and coco is curled up at your feet.

your phone brightens up your dark bedroom and logan is watching you fondly from the other side of the tiny screen.

“show me rupert,” he demands, propping his phone up so he can watch you at a normal angle.

“what? have you gotten sick of my face or something?” you accuse him with a laugh.

but you still tilt the screen to show logan, who coos at the sight of your cat. rupert meows before turning his body so that he faces away from you.

“now look what you did, you scared him off!”

he just laughs and insists that it was you. the screen is so bright that you squint when it glares in your eyes, and logan tells you to turn the light on and your brightness down before you hurt your eyes.

“i can’t be bothered to.”

he just rolls his eyes, feigning dismissal though he already knew what your response would be. there’s something about the fact that he’s trying to recreate everyday life with you over the phone - teasing comments, cuddles in bed, bullying your pets, random conversations at the most random times. it has you feeling giddy inside, and it’s more than enough to keep you satisfied for now. at least until the next time you see him, which, if things go your way, won’t be too far long.

“you’re wearing my jumper,” he notes. “are you cold?”

“no. why so many questions today?”

“just wanna look after you. it’s the next best thing i can do considering i’m not with you.”

and it quite probably is the next best thing he can do - he’s in las vegas, with drunk people stumbling down sidewalks, with men who’ve gambled big and loss hard and with led billboards blinding his sight everywhere he goes, while you lay at home in bed, smothering yourself in every single thing of his you can find - his clothes, his blanket, his cologne.

you’re wearing his hoodie now, sleeves tugged down to your fingers and hoodie strings tied to below your chin. you look warm and cozy and logan wants nothing more than to be with you in that moment.

“i know, lo. i want you here more than anything too.”

“i wish you could’ve come with me.” he hasn’t stopped saying that since he first called you half an hour ago, eyes drooped with sleep and lips pouted as he tried to imagine you beside him.

i know, is all you say. and seeing as how there’s an unread message from alex albon asking you what time your flight lands in nevada, and your suitcase is sitting in the corner of your room, packed full of clothes and necessities for both you and your boyfriend, it’d be quite embarrassing for you if you rocked up to quali to surprise your boyfriend only for him to not want you there.

truthfully, the only reason you’re wearing his hoodie is to hide the plane clothes that you wear beneath - though, you’re not too sure why he hasn’t questioned the hoodie despite the fact he knows it’s hot out.

“i’ll be there for abu dhabi,” you promise, and he nods before blowing a kiss goodbye through the screen.

your room is shrouded in darkness when he hangs up - you really should open up the blinds or turn the lights on, but the thought is pushed to the back of your mind by the bubbling anticipation in your stomach at the idea of seeing logan before the end of the day.

—

your flight had been delayed. one hour, two hours, three hours and your nails would have started bleeding if it had been delayed an hour extra.

you’d planned it in your head - if the flight leaves at three, you get there by seven and have some time to yourself before going to track and surprising logan. that was the one thing that didn’t go your way.

now, it’s 10:30pm and you’re rushing your way through the paddocks, praying that you make it to catch a glimpse of logan driving.

lily’s trailing behind you, hand gripped tightly in yours so as not to lose you. she’d picked you up from the hotel, freshly ironed clothes in hand because she’d known you wouldn’t have time to prepare your own yourself. you arrive in the williams garage with 15 minutes to spare.

james greets you with a hug before doing the same to lily, and you move to stand behind him. someone comes up to you both, offering you a headset, and almost immediately, logan’s voice comes flooding in. his familiar drawl, though strained with effort from racing, has your blood pumping. you’re here, he’s here, and you’re only minutes away from being back in his arms.

“how are we doing?”

“good,” james replies. “if you push, you can set a much faster lap time.”

there’s a bite of determination in logan’s tone when he replies with a firm “will do” and you just know he’s about to try his hardest. your eyes follow the little blue dot on the screen that’s supposed to be him and there’s so much happening on the screens that you don’t know what to focus on.

but it’s when he sets a lap time that puts him in p7 - and with alex, both williams in the third row for the race - that sets your blood alight, celebrations erupting from the whole garage. lily cheers for both alex and logan and pulls you in for another hug.

“great job, everyone,” logan says, voice crackly over the radio one last time as he pulls into the pit lane. “that was for my girl, i hope she was watching.”

you can’t help the blush that creeps up your cheeks, hiding from the gaze of every proud team member who watches you in place of your boyfriend.

logan’s car comes rolling into the garage and you step into view when he jumps out. it takes a moment for him to go around, accepting congratulations, and well done’s, and good luck’s from the team. it’s only when he turns around to place his helmet on the closest table that he spots you, a proud smile stretching your face and his jacket hung over your shoulder to shield you from the cold las vegas air.

he freezes. he raises his hand, half-pointing to you, like he’s asking if everyone else can see you too. alex just laughs and pushes him forward.

logan’s hands come up to squish your cheeks, jaw dropped in disbelief as his eyes scour your face as though to check that you’re really real. “you came here and surprised me. you were at home this morning.”

“i did. i was.”

he falters over his words, kissing you between each stutter. around you, everyone goes from watching you to busying themselves, giving you as much privacy as possible in a crowded room. “how?”

“alex and lily coordinated flights and timing, james hooked me up with a hotel room. you have to thank them.”

“i will,” he nods. “you’re here.”

“i am,” you whisper. he holds your gaze now, sky blue eyes spilling every untold i love you, i miss you, i’m never leaving you again in yours. “you did so well, logan. i’m so proud of you.”

his face splits into a bright grin. “it’s ‘cause you’re here, now. and i talked to you earlier. kinda like you’re my lucky charm.”

“i like the sound of that.”

“don’t ever let me be alone again, okay?”

“i promise.”

author’s note: sped through that second half so i could have it out in time to manifest a good quali for logan

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shooting-love-arrows · 6 months

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Omg im so in love with househusband,he is sl adorable i wanna keep him in my pocket and protect him from the world!!!!

Does househusband have an official name? And if rq are open yet,how would he be like with a spouse that can be very protective and possessive with him?

- 🌟 anon

Dear 🌟 anon,

Well, you certainly can keep him in his pocket! He wouldn't mind one bit. (He'll crawl there at any given ti —) As for now, he doesn't have an official name.

@shooting-love-arrows

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎'𝐬! 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 with overprotective/possessive! reader

PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 x [OVERPROTECTIVE/POSSESSIVE] reader (gender not specified) Tw. reader is a walking red flag, possessive behavior, toxic behavior, questionable things

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The moment you said your wedding vows, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 pledged to wholly belong to you. His body, mind, soul and everything that made him well…him.

What I mean is that he probably expects you to be overprotective/possessive over him. In his eyes, it means that you care, love and crave him just like he does you. Besides, those books 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 read in his early youth always implied that your partner should act like that as it’s a clear sign of their strong affection.

In conclusion, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 definitely doesn’t mind your behavior/personality and in fact finds it endearing. He becomes compliant when it comes to you so he has no problem accepting how you act towards him. In fact, he finds it sweet and he hopes you’ll continue doing so <3

✿ BONUS ✿

Some of his favorite you do because of your possessiveness/overprotectiveness:

Marking him. There are many ways to mark one's territory but 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 likes it the most when you give him love-bites (hiskeys). Although it’s considered highly inappropriate to leave marks where others can see them, he likes them to be on his throat, especially just above the pearls you gave him. It was a clear sign to everyone that he was off the limits. And he has something to gossip about with his besties in the club (they're definitely jealous and wish to be in his place but shhh! That’s a secret.).

“Is…” A nameless househusband lowered his voice and leaned in closer to 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 “A love bite?” “Yes” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 out his chest and raised his head higher, proudly displaying the fresh hickey you made this morning.

Make him match his clothes with you. It began long at the very early stage of your courting. On your first date, when 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 came dressed in his best outfit which unfortunately wasn’t matching yours, you wrinkled your nose and told him: “this won’t do”. And so you took him into one of the most luxurious clothing shots, where you choose his outfit so it would be matching yours. Right there and then, he was ready to propose and get married.

Your interrogations. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 loves sharing information with you about his day in detail. Every question thrown his way, he’ll answer honestly. He has no problem telling you who he was with? What was he doing? Did someone bother him? Might I say, sometimes he’ll stretch the truth just to make you jealous and let your possessiveness/overprotectiveness shine. Especially when he feels horny and just wants you to ravage him on the spot.

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dawnagustd · 1 year

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hours || jjk

⇝ author’s note: she’s here, bitches!!!! lol thank you @m1sss1mp and @monvante for putting posters of this man all over my blog. this fic is for the both of you. thank you so much for holding my hand through it all. thank you @baljinciaga for beta’ing and screaming in the comments because you gave me the confidence to post this lol. listen, i’m rusty with the smut y’all so i apologize if it’s a mess. anyway, i hope you enjoy. this has been beta’d but there’s still probably some errors since i changed some things after it was beta read.

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“So are you spending the night or…?”

Jungkook props himself on his elbow so he can see you. He uses his fingers to comb some hair away from his face, revealing his flushed cheeks and a horseshoe septum piercing. Ask yourself how many rounds you’ve gone, and you wouldn’t be able to give an accurate answer.

You came over at six, had a beer, did some karaoke, showed him some shit you learned in twerk class, and as some as the Netflix intro came through the tv speakers, your clothes were scattered all over his apartment and your ass was in the air while Jungkook fucked up your guts.

This is kind of a Wednesday night routine for you two. Has been for a few months. You’re just vibing and having fun with your hot neighbor, nothing serious yet. Right?

“As much as I’d like to stay—”

“Pussy.”

Your mouth falls open.

“Excuse me?”

He giggles until you reach for his hair and tug on his strands. You slide closer, trying to intimidate him but he keeps teasing.

“You’re pussy. You’re tapping out,” he repeats.

You scoff. “Boy, I’ve never tapped out a day in my life. Get the fuck out of here.”

Your thumb wipes the little smirk off of his face, but it returns seconds later.

“Your dick isn’t that good. Humble yourself,” you joke.

His cocky ass knows you’re dickmatized, but you still won’t admit it.

“Whatever. You know I’ve been holding back.”

“And who told you to do that?”

“You,” he answers. “Oh, Jungkook! Please, I’ll come!”

You smack his ink-covered arm drawing a chuckle from his lips.

“You’re so full of shit, Jungkook. Okay, let’s fuck again, and don’t hold back this time,” you request.

Jungkook begins shaking his head, laughing at your persistence.

“Love, the only one getting that kind of dick is my girl so…”

“So what are you trying to say?” you ask.

He shrugs. “You tell me. You know I’ve been trying to see about that.”

An eye roll from you follows his statement. “Whatever, I’ve already let you know how it is.”

“Yeah, but I wanna hear you say when you’re not stuffed with cock,” he gripes.

“Well, come here then. I’ll say it in your ear.”

You call him over using your finger, but he doesn’t move.

“You don’t know what you’re doing to me, love.”

You throw the covers off of both of you, kicking the comforter until your legs are free. Jungkook doesn’t move initially when you spread your legs. He stays in a sitting position, letting his hair fall in his face while he smiles menacingly. His Calvin Klein’s hug his thick thighs, creating creases in his flesh.

“Well, show. Teach me. Make me aware,” you tease, using your foot to caress his calf.

“Careful, baby.”

His throat growls those words, his voice dropping octaves so low your pussy clenches.

“Why? Tired, hm?”

“You know that’s not it,” he chuckles.

You’d be lying if you didn’t admit your pussy gets wet just looking at him. Imagine being hot inside and out. That’s Jungkook. A gentleman, and the cutest weirdo immediately after. The sex is just the cherry on top.

You two just clicked, and the rest is history. Whether you need someone to act an absolute clown with or someone to fuck your brains out, Jungkook is that guy. You can’t keep your hands off of him, and he can never resist the chance to slide his dick in you.

“I don’t. So make me understand.”

“Ai yi yi,” he sighs. Then he looks at you and shakes his head. “...so much attitude.”

“Fix it for me.”

Jungkook nods then swiftly pounces on you. You start giggling, knowing you’ve struck a nerve.

“You’re pushing it, you know.”

“I don’t care,” you retort.

Jungkook smirks. “Oh, you will.”

He lowers his body, leveling his face with your pussy. You can feel small puffs of air leave his lips and come in contact with your center.

Jungkook brings two of his fingers to your entrance and prods teasingly, getting you riled up almost instantly. You grip the sheets and lift your lower body off the bed to chase his digits, but he doesn’t push in.

“Still wet for me?” he asks. Jungkook spreads your folds to examine your arousal, looking at you when he discovers that you’re soaking. “Damn, you are.”

The sound of your slick as your opening widens makes your cheeks burn with shame. You turn away, but Jungkook doesn’t like that.

“Uh, uh. You wanna get fucked, you gotta watch,” he says.

Reluctantly, you give him your attention and you immediately regret looking away. His messy hair and puffy eyes give you butterflies as you wait for his next move. You almost forget about how close his face is to your cunt.

Jungkook’s fingers slowly slip into your pussy. You gasp while they sink deep into your crevice. He knows the exact route and the perfect arch in which he must curl them to make your body quiver with pleasure.

Hearing your arousal filling the room entices both of you and Jungkook becomes eager to pick up the pace. Your hips buck and move in a circular motion to match his movements, creating a familiar build-up of pressure within your core. The sheets below you start to dampen from the juices dripping down your center.

“You’re so hot,” he whispers before he kisses your clit. “And you taste so good.”

Jungkook makes out with your bundle of nerves while his fingers pump in and out of your opening. His hair covers his face, much to your disappointment, so you gather it all and keep it contained in a makeshift ponytail.

Now that his face is visible, you can see the way his tongue swipes your pussy each time his lips part. You moan his name, swelling him with so much pride he can’t help but smile briefly. His fingers slide out of you but only so he can kiss lower and fuck you with his tongue.

The deeper he enters, the more pressure his nose places on your throbbing clit. His septum piercing tickles your center as he rubs his face in your pussy, creating a pleasant sensation that penetrates your core.

Quickly, you lose control over everything. You can feel your stomach tightening, hear your moans getting louder, smell the desire growing stronger but you’re unable to grasp the one thing you so desperately want. It’s so close, but then, Jungkook snatches it away.

“Fuck, you asshole!”

Jungkook suddenly stops just as you’re reaching your peak. He withdraws and leaves you a whining mess while he laughs.

“Oh, now I’m an asshole?” His smirk never fades while he removes his underwear and tosses them on the floor. “I think I’m a gentleman.”

He looks over at the nightstand and sighs defeatedly.

“Fuck, man.”

“What?”

“Out of condoms,” he mumbles. “I’m sorry.”

You shrug. “It’s fine. I’m on the pill. We’re good.”

“Are you sure? I can just finish—”

“No, just pull out, dude. I wanna get fucked,” you insist.

“Well, yes ma’am. You don’t have to tell me twice.”

Jungkook hooks his arms under your thighs and pulls you on his lap. He keeps one hand underneath your thigh while the other one grabs his dick. You prop yourself on your elbows and watch as he strokes his cock a few times, using your arousal for lubrication before he aligns with your center.

The tip probes your entrance until it’s nestled inside and he no longer needs to hold his shaft. He redirects his attention to your clit, and he massages your bud as he buries his cock inside of you.

“Shit!”

Your back arches and your fist punch the bed. Inch by inch he fills your pussy until he can’t fit any more of himself inside of you. The fullness you feel from his girth leaves you breathless and panting.

“Still so tight,” he whispers. “...feels so good.”

Jungkook hovers over you when you lie down again and kisses you, leaving the taste of your pussy on your lips. His tongue slips into your mouth and arousal coats your tastebuds. Your moans are muffled but are still clearly heard. His name escapes your lips repeatedly as you beg him to fuck you.

“Ready?”

You nod. “Yeah.”

Another kiss graces your lips and then another for your chest. He moves to your breast and does the same to your nipples, but envelopes the right one between his lips and suckles it tenderly. Your arms wrap around him to bring him closer as he starts nibbling your sensitive bud with his teeth.

He starts to move, setting a pace that has your toes curling instantly. You bury your face in his dark strands and beg him to keep going.

“Jungkook, please don’t stop. It’s so good.”

“I’m not,” he promises, sending waves of vibrations through your areola. His mouth feels so warm and moist against your skin. Hair raises along your flesh caused by both the chill of the room and Jungkook’s gentle touch. It’s a contrast from the way he roughly thrusts inside of you, but it’s the kind of fire and ice that has your body yearning for more.

As if he can read your body language, he changes his position. A lewd noise pierces your ears when his lips release your stiffened nipple. The cold air makes your skin tingle due to the sensitivity and the presence of his saliva.

Jungkook wraps his hand around your throat, forcing you to keep your eyes on him. His fingers comb his hair away from his face, revealing his flushed face, his pierced lip tucked between his teeth. The intimacy of the moment intensifies the pleasure growing inside of you, and your watery eyes begin to produce thick salty droplets.

“Feel good, baby?” Jungkook quizzes. “Does it really feel that good?”

“Yes, Jungkook. It…”

Your voice is so weak and raspy. You have difficulty speaking clearly, and articulating your sentences. Jungkook is very displeased.

“Speak up,” he requests. He slaps your tits, leaving you trembling and hanging on by a thread. Your pussy clenches around him, and he responds by squeezing your throat. “You feel that?”

You croak out a response. The best you can with your airways being constricted.

“Good,” he grunts. “That’s how my dick feels inside this tight fucking pussy.”

He loosens his grip and air finally refills your lungs, making you lightheaded. Your head starts spinning, your vision becomes blurry, and slowly the familiar feeling begins to form within your gut. Grabbing Jungkook’s arm, you try to warn him, but you are immediately dismissed.

“Nope. I’m not done.”

Jungkook opens your legs wider and his thrusts deepen. It’s like he’s trying to fit his entire dick inside of you, but each time he runs out of room.

You can feel him entering your guts over and over. The blunt outline of his cock is faintly visible whenever it lodges itself in your womb. Your muscles clench tightly as you try your hardest to keep it together.

One thing’s for certain, he has been holding back. Now you’re addicted to this new side of him, and there’s no other way you want him to fuck you. It feels like no experience you’ve ever had; you can’t get enough, but your body can only take so much before you lose control.

“Ah, shit! You’re fucking tight.” Sweat drips from Jungkook’s forehead as he struggles to hang on. He’s drawing this out; savoring the moment just like you are, but both of you are nearing your peaks, and it’s only moments before you topple over the edge. “I want this forever.”

“You have it, though. I’m not going anywhere,” you promise. “I’m yours.”

“Oh, fuck.”

Jungkook’s movements stutter when he hears your voice speaking to him through your soft moans. Your words are like a match igniting a flame deep inside of him. He begins fucking you harder, like he’s on a mission to ruin you.

“Shit. Come on my dick, baby,” he moans, probably waking the neighbors. “Make a mess.”

At his command, your body gives in and chases the pleasure it’s been longing for. You scream his name like it’s the only word you know. Your soul leaves you lying on the bed and elevates to the ceiling, probably even further. You tremble and shake beneath him as the coil snaps inside of you, sending ripples of pleasure shooting through your veins.

Your arousal gushes out of you with enough force to push Jungkook’s dick out of you. He slaps your pussy repeatedly, milking you dry while he strokes his shaft. As you lay there, squirting out the last of your orgasm, you slowly return to your body, but you’re still basking in your post-sex daze.

“Flip over.”

Jungkook turns you on your stomach and straddles your thighs. He strokes his cock while he stares at your ass, still tender from all the spanking he did early. He slaps it with enough force to get a muffled moan out of you. Your head remains buried in the pillow because your body refuses to move an inch.

“Softest fucking ass on the planet,” he mumbles. “And all mine.”

You relax under his touch as his large hand begins to massage your flesh. You become more exhausted as the seconds tick by. Jungkook’s pants and moans fill your ears as he chases his high, and soon his breaths become shallower, indicating that he’s approaching his release.

“Fuck.”

Moments later warm droplets of his cum paint your ass while Jungkook cries your name. He plops on top of you, careful not to use all of his weight, and leaves kisses along your shoulder. When his breathing settles, he gets up and finds a shirt to clean your body. He covers you with the blanket when he’s done so you aren’t cold.

“Are you still with me?” he asks, and you giggle.

“I’m here.”

“Well, I wish you’d say something.”

When you turn your head in his direction, you find him standing there in all of his naked glory, his dick slowly deflating, but still standing at attention while he chugs down his leftover beer.

“Maybe you should drink some water,” you suggest.

He puts the mug down and raises a finger. “You’re absolutely right. I’ll be back.”

When Jungkook leaves, the door remains open and someone else enters the room moments later. You don’t even flinch when Bam jumps on the bed, claiming his spot at the end. You’re just glad he’s finally warmed up to you. At first, you think he was a little jealous, but you guess he realized that with you in the picture, he receives two times the love and attention.

Jungkook’s footsteps make their way down the hall and he’s shocked by the sight of his pup lying beside you when he enters the room.

“I see you two have finally become friends,” he points out. He walks over to the bed and gives Bam some love while he whispers to him. “Don’t steal my girl, dude.”

You giggle and shake your head, as if Bam would ever leave his side. You’ve noticed that he has been more drawn to you lately, but you think it’s just him getting used to you being around. He knows you aren’t going to steal his dad from him, so now he’s more open to spending time with you.

“Did you bring me some water?”

Jungkook nods. “Of course.”

He gives you the water bottle and you sit up so you can drink some. Jungkook sits beside you and waits for you to finish.

You know he’s about to ask you something, so you quickly gulp down your water to get it over and done with.

On cue, he speaks.

“You still haven’t given me an answer.”

“Ah,” you sigh. “I don’t know, Jungkook.”

“That’s not an answer. I mean no is fine, but I just wanted some kind of idea about where this is going,” he states.

You’ve thought about it, and dating Jungkook isn’t a bad idea. You’re just nervous because this is going so well and you don’t want to mess it up. However, the advice your friend gave you a week ago still plays in your mind.

“If you really need more time, it’s fine but I feel like you’ve been holding back too. I want you in my life, Bam wants you to be his mom, and—”

“Jungkook,” you interrupt, fighting back a smile, but you fail.

“What is it?”

You set your water on the nightstand and grab his hand. You absentmindedly trace his tattoos, while you talk to him.

“I’m nervous because I don’t want this ‘honeymoon’ phase to end,” you start. You can see his shoulders droop because he thinks this is bad news. However, it's not. “But every day we grow closer, so why should I let my mind prevent my heart from being happy?”

“You are so fucking trashed,” he blurts out. “Did I really fuck you that good?”

“Jungkook shut the fuck up. I was trying to be deep. Leave me alone.”

You try to turn away and go to bed but he pulls you on his lap.

“Hey, I’m kidding. That was cute,” he says. “I got it. You like me, and I like you. Let’s just continue to take it slow.”

“Thanks.”

“Mhm. But just so we’re clear, you’re my girlfriend now by default because we just… Well, you know.”

“I’ll be that,” you reply. “As long as you’re my… boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend.”

When Jungkook rolls his eyes, you erupt with laughter, knowing he doesn’t want to admit he likes BTR.

“Whatever, go to sleep.”

“In my bed, or yours?” you ask.

“Don’t start.”

You both snuggle together on the dry side of the bed while Bam snores peacefully at your feet. Jungkook hugs you from behind and the two of you slowly drift off to sleep.

“Goodnight,” you whisper.

But your boyfriend has already tapped out. Looks like you’re the real champ around here.

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mattitties · 3 months

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sworn enemy - matt sturniolo

I don’t have many enemies in my life. I try to get along with most people, and even if I don’t like them, I do my best to be friendly no matter what. But there’s one person that I absolutely cannot stand: Matt Sturniolo.

I moved to LA about six months ago, and the triplets were some of the first people I met. I got close with Nick first, then Chris, and I attempted to get close with Matt, but he was so closed off and became outwardly rude to me every interaction we had. I have no idea why he hates me so much, but I will not tolerate him giving me that kind of attitude for no reason when I’ve tried to be his friend.

So I don’t try anymore. I’m over at their house more than I’m at mine, and I’ve gotten to the point of completely ignoring that asshole when he comes into the room. Is it rude to ignore someone in their own home? Sure, but none of this would be happening if he didn’t make it abundantly clear from day one that he has no interest in being my friend.

Nick and Chris invited me over tonight to watch a movie, so of course I accepted. Despite everything with Matt, I absolutely adore Nick and Chris and would never turn down an opportunity to spend time with them.

“Helloooo,” I say when I walk into the living room, where they’re already setting up the movie.

“Hey!” Nick smiles as he gives me a hug. “Movie’s almost ready, you wanna get some snacks?”

I nod and head to the kitchen, saying hello to Chris in the process. I’m so invested in rummaging through their fridge that I don’t even notice Matt walk into the room until he groans.

“Oh joy, look who’s here!” he says as I turn around.

“Don’t worry, I won’t bother you,” I tell him as I grab some drinks. “Just go back to your cave and it’ll be like I’m not even here!”

He rolls his eyes. “I can feel your presence even from there. Seriously, who invited her?”

“We did,” Chris says. “Come on dude, isn’t this getting a little old? It’s time to get over whatever dumb shit you have against her and grow up.”

Matt shakes his head as he takes a box of Goldfish to the couch. “Nah, I’m good. So what are we watching?”

“Oh, so now you wanna watch with us?” I ask. “Two seconds ago you were acting like it was the end of the world that I’m here.”

“Well, this is my house, and I should be able to watch a movie in my house even when little annoying creatures are sitting on my couch,” he smiles sarcastically at me.

I say nothing in response. He’s such a dick.

“Oh, before I forget, do you want to come to TopGolf tomorrow night with us and our friends?” Chris asks me.

“I wish, but I’m going to a bar tomorrow night with my roommate,” I tell him.

“No worries, we’ll go another time. Matt’s not going either because he’s just too good for all of us, isn’t that right Matt?” Chris teases and pokes Matt’s stomach, earning a punch to his upper arm from Matt.

I roll my eyes at Matt’s clear inability to have any fun and sit back as the movie begins.

I should not have gone out tonight. I’m having the worst night. I should have gone to TopGolf with Chris and Nick. All my life choices are being regretted.

My roommate is currently in the bathroom probably sucking some random guy off, and I have somehow gotten in the middle of two drunk guys fighting over god knows what. The place is crowded and I’m being swallowed in a sea of people as I desperately try to get away from the fight before punches start being thrown.

I’m unsuccessful.

In the midst of the chaos, one of the guys accidentally nails me right in the eye as he goes to hit the other. He doesn’t even notice and continues going after him, but other people do notice. I really wish they hadn’t. I want nothing more than to just get out of there.

I push my way to the entrance and ignore the small crowd of people following me and asking if I’m okay.

“I’m fine,” I tell them, speeding up and breathing a sigh of relief when I make it outside.

The pain in my eye doesn’t even register until I open my camera and see it: red, bloody, and already starting to swell. I’m tearing up, and I can’t tell if it’s from the pain or from the disaster that is tonight. I need to go home, but there’s no way I’m going back inside to get my roommate, and she definitely won’t see if I text or call her. I could Uber, but I’m terrified of Ubering alone, especially in Los Angeles at 11 PM. I don’t want to bother Nick and Chris while they’re out, even though I know they would drop everything to get me.

A pit in my stomach rises as I click Matt’s contact name and text him.

are you up? kind of in a situation here and need a ride

Bruh

Call someone else

i wouldn’t ask unless i really needed help

please

I hate how desperate I sound, especially to him, but I’m cold and scared and in pain, so at this point I really don’t care.

Jesus fine where are u

I send him my location and wait. He pulls up ten minutes later, and I do my best to hide my tear stained and bloody face as I get in the car.

“Thank you so much,” I tell him, trying to control my shaky voice. “I’m really sorry, I just–”

“Are you okay?” he asks. I’m barely looking at him, but I can feel him staring at me.

“Yeah, why?”

He turns my face towards him with his thumb. His eyes widen when he sees my eye, which definitely looks worse than it did 10 minutes ago. “Dude! What the fuck happened???”

“Nothing, I’m fine,” I tell him, my eyes starting to well up again.

“You’re not fine. What happened? Who did this to you?”

“Nobody did anything, I swear. Two guys were just fighting and I couldn’t move fast enough and I got hit. It’s my fault, but I’m fine. It doesn’t even hurt,” I explain unconvincingly as I start to cry.

“If it doesn’t hurt, why are you crying?”

“Because I just wanna go home, Matt! Can you just take me home?” I sob.

“Okay, okay,” he says gently as he switches gears to drive. “Can I take you to my house? We need to clean up that eye.”

I nod and look out the window as he drives us home. He is the absolute last person I want to see in this state. I know he’s going to use this against me in a few days and he’s never going to let me live it down.

When we get to the triplets’ house, I make a beeline for Matt’s bathroom and look at myself in the mirror.

“Oh my god,” I mumble. I look awful. My eye is completely swollen and it’s turning purple. I have a gash in my cheek. “Why the fuck did I go out tonight?” I say as Matt walks in behind me. “I have to go to work looking like this! I’m not gonna make any tips! People are gonna throw up looking at me!”

“Okay, calm down,” he tells me. “Sit on the toilet. I’m gonna clean it and get you some ice and then you can just chill here, okay?”

I nod and sit down on the toilet lid as he gets a cotton ball and some hydrogen peroxide. He tilts my chin up to look at him. “Little sting,” he mumbles. I scrunch my face at the feeling of the peroxide on the cut. “I know, I’m sorry, almost done.”

He dabs the cut a few times and throws the cotton ball out. “Come on,” he says, motioning me to get up. “Go lay down and I’ll get ice.”

I silently oblige and lay on his bed, giving him a small smile when he returns with some ice chunks in a ziplock bag covered in a paper towel.

“It’s the best I could do,” he says when he hands it to me. “We don’t have any actual ice packs.”

“It’s great, thank you.”

He lays down next to me and turns on the TV. I’m not even paying attention. All I can think about is trying not to ask the one thing I desperately want to know. I almost keep myself from saying it, until it just comes out of my mouth like word vomit.

“Why don’t you like me?”

He looks at me, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. “What?”

I immediately regret everything, but I ask again. “Why don’t you like me? I mean, Nick and Chris both like me, so I would assume you would too, but like… did I do something to you?”

He sits up and turns the TV off. “I dropped everything tonight to come save you from a bar. Why don’t you think I like you?”

“You’re just so mean to me. You have been since the day we met. And I don’t understand what I did to deserve that. If you don’t like me, that’s fine, I just want to know why.”

He doesn’t say anything for a moment. “I do like you. I never meant to make it seem like I don’t, I thought we were just playing around. Like friends tease each other, ya know?”

“Well yeah, but… you’ve never done anything to make me think we’re friends, so…”

“I’m sorry,” he says. He opens his mouth like he’s going to say something else, but then closes it.

“What?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “Nothin. Do you want to stay here tonight? I can get you something to change into.”

“Oh,” I reply, completely taken aback by this. “Yeah… yeah, that would be nice. Thank you.”

He offers me a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt which I take into the bathroom and change into, discarding the ice pack in the process. I take another look in the mirror and sigh.

“God, I look fucking disgusting,” I say when I climb back into his bed.

“You look beautiful,” he says so quietly I have to double check if I even heard him correctly.

“Don’t tell me that just because you feel bad for me.”

“I’m not.” He turns on his side to face me. “You are beautiful.”

“Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?”

His eyes are moving between my eyes and my lips. I’m starting to put the pieces together, and it’s terrifying.

“Because I’m tired of pushing my feelings down and making it your problem,” he says. I don’t say anything, I just give him time to explain. “I didn’t want to like you because you were Nick and Chris’ friend first, and I didn’t want to ruin anything. I thought being a dick would make my feelings go away. It didn’t.”

“I like you, Matt,” I whisper. “I have since I first met you. It made me so sad to think that you didn’t like me. And I’m sorry I’ve also been mean to you.”

“Don’t be sorry, I deserved it,” he says. “Do you still hurt?”

I shake my head. “Not really.”

“Good,” he says before lightly holding my cheek and pressing a soft kiss to my lips. I freeze for a moment, not fully processing what’s happening, and then I hold his wrist and kiss him back, our lips moving perfectly together.

It’s clear that neither of us have any intention of taking it further tonight. We continue to kiss for just a couple minutes until we separate, doing nothing but staring into each others’ eyes.

“Goodnight, Matt,” I say.

“Goodnight.”

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seongclb · 11 months

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— enhypen when they marry a fan on live to make their s/o jealous !

idol!enhypen x reader, established relationship au, fluff & no warnings.

hi guys! hope you enjoy my first work <3

♫ sunshine girl by jakob

𖠗 이희승 | lee heeseung.

oh gosh

definitely would tease you but at the same time shower you in affection bc he just finds it so so cute that you’re jealous over something like this AAAAA

you’d probably be sitting in the corner of the room while he was on live, reading comments.

at first, even, you’d probably be studying rather than paying that much attention to your boyfriend

but your ears perk up at your boyfriend reading a rather concerning comment

“heeseung will you marry me for ten seconds?”

he lets out a giggle.

and slightly glances at your expression where you’re sitting with a raised brow.

he smiles back at the camera and starts counting down from ten.

you would have scoffed if not for the fear that the fans would hear

as soon as the live ended, you look at him with straight face

“what is it, love?” you almost throw your notepad at the smirk on his lips

“love?” you question. “shouldn’t you be calling your wife that?”

he’d probably walk over to you and wrap his arms around your crossed arms and place a kiss on your forehead :(

“i divorced them bc of how cute you are”

𖠗 박종성 | park jongseong.

i don’t think jay would ever think to do something like this to his beloved himself

he was on live with jungwon and niki who read the comment “jay hyung, a fan asked if you’d marry them for ten seconds”

jay would be hesitant but after seeing a playful expression on his two younger members faces, something irked him to play along

he knew you were at home watching so he suddenly thought about how fun it would be

“sure!” he smiles and counts down from ten.

now, when he gets home he expects to be questioned on why on earth he would agree to that

but instead

hes punished with silent treatment

oh boy does he work for you to give him attention

“y/n, it wasn’t even me! jungwon and niki read it out! if i saw it i wouldn’t have even read it!”

can’t sleep if you don’t talk to him

if you talk to him but you’re still evidently mad, hes gonna cling onto you like a koala when he sleeps

meaning you’re stuck there until you show him some love bc hes never gonna do smth like this again

will probably tell of jungwon and niki for no reason 😭

𖠗 심재윤 | sim jaeyun.

sigh

the type to say “10 seconds?? i’ll marry you for way longer” with a wink or something

or even something like “you only wanna marry me for 10 seconds? that’s a shame, i won’t even be able to give u what u deserve”

deadass would say smth cheesy you can’t fight me on this one and it would be merely for the reason that he knows you’re eventually gonna see it even if you arent rn

and that’s exactly what happens

you probably won’t have seen it for like the first day but since you’re so obsessed with your bf, you follow his name hashtag on like every social media platform

so when a certain video in particular is trending on every single one of those apps, you know it’s bad. you know who you’re dating after all

at this point, jake doesn’t even remember what he said so when you angrily go over to his dorms, phone in hand and ready to scold him, he’s like “when did i even do that?” which only makes you more mad

then when he realises omg he gets so excited like “AAA i’ve been waiting for this”

and then just smothers you in kisses and hugs bc you’re too adorable and no one else compares

*crying* but so are you bc you’re wondering how many more fans he’s gonna flirt with for the rest of your lives together

𖠗 박성훈 | park sunghoon.

this mf omggggg

would def do it with the hopes that you’ll just be so cute with him afterwards so he could just tease you

and tbf that’s what he ends up getting so for him it’s like a success

not only would he agree to marrying them but tbh i think sunghoon would do a bit more

like hugging the camera, bragging about his looks knowing the fans would comment all sorts of things etc

he would just do the most for no reason.

“aww is my baby jealous over a ten second relationship with a fan who i’ve never met? that’s so cute” *cheek pinch*

you’d whack away his hand and pout

“that’s all it took for you to marry someone else :(”

he laughs at all your responses but part of him actually feels bad

he gives you a bit of secret reassurance like before you go to sleep, he’ll cuddle you a bit tighter and say sweet things to you

“you’re so perfect, baby, i’m so lucky to have you.” “i don’t know what i’d do without you, my cute baby”

lots of cheek kisses and pinches

LORDDDD 🙏

soft hoon unleashes in the night

in the day he goes back to “which fan should i let have me for today” to which you throw a pillow at him for

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gi4hao · 24 days

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☆ SEVENTEEN COMFORTING YOU AFTER A BAD DAY (vocal unit)

click here for the hhu version!

— JOSHUA

• all it takes is one text about how much your day sucks. one text and joshua comes to pick you up from work himself

• and you’re so surprised to find him waiting in front of the building (with a small bouquet of flowers in hand) that you instantly tear up

• “day’s finally over, beautiful. let it all out”, he tells you as you hug him tight. and no he won’t let you apologize for being so emotional (he never does)

• once you’re back home, he gets to properly cuddle your bad mood away, which obviously makes you feel better in a matter of seconds

• there’s something about the way he strokes your cheek and interlaces his fingers with yours that makes you completely relax to his touch

• he just wants you to feel safe with him; safe from every single worry that this day has brought you. and you absolutely do, knowing that at the end of the day, he’ll always be there for you to rely on

— JEONGHAN

• lots and lots of communication: if you’re facing a problem, he’ll take some time to figure out a solution with you

• but also lots and lots of affection because he knows that’s what you crave

• i feel like he would offer to take you to your favorite restaurant, so that you can enjoy your favorite food without worrying about cooking or cleaning the dishes

• he’s also big on compliments. no matter what you do or say, jeonghan will have something nice to say to you. and he always makes sure not to only compliment your looks, because that’s not what makes him so smitten about you

• i also think he’d be the type to run you a nice bath when you get home, which may or may not include a shoulder rub because he knows (too well) that stress is never easy on your back

— SEUNGKWAN

• your problems are his problems.

• “she said what?!! ugh, i can not stand her, you’re such an angel for putting up with her bullshit everyday”

• so yes, he’ll be angry with you if you’re angry. but it’s a whole other story if you’re feeling sad (cue cuddles)

• he’d do this thing where he leaves so many tiny kisses on your temples that his lips practically never break contact with your skin

• would definitely hum a slow song to help you relax, and hearing the vibrations of his voice in his chest greatly contributes to the relief of any tension

• i think at some point he’d offer to tell you about his day, not to make the conversation about him but because he wants you to try and think about something else

• he’d pull out his phone while still keeping you close to him to show you the pictures he’s taken during the day; but you’d end up scrolling back to some old pictures of the two of you, which is probably the best remedy to any kind of sadness

— DK

• definitely an entertainer. making you feel better is a good start, but making you smile and laugh is the real goal here

• that being said, he’ll never dismiss your feelings. this man will dry your tears and kiss your salty cheeks before even attempting to take your mind off of what’s bothering you

• but once you start to feel better, he’ll make it its priority to entertain you for the rest of the evening

• so yes, he’ll blast your favorite songs in the kitchen and invite you to dance with him, in a way that’s way too formal for you to take him seriously

• he’ll grab your hand and spin you around until you’re so dizzy he needs to wrap his arms around your waist to keep you from falling (how convenient right?)

• and just the sound of him giggling as he kisses the tip of your nose is enough to make you forget every upsetting thing about your day

— WOOZI

• jihoon usually comes homes pretty late. and sure, he might not be able to immediately come home after you tell him about your awful day, but he’ll definitely tell you to join him in his studio

• there’s something inherently comforting about being in his studio. everything’s calm, organized and just so woozi-like, it’s automatically working its magic on you

• “wanna keep me company?” he asks with a smile, and you know this is just him asking if you want to sit on his lap while he works (and YES YOU DO)

• he’ll probably do some basic things on his to-do list while you’re here, that way he can focus on you too, listening to whatever it is you have to say and leaving a couple of kisses on your shoulders and cheeks if he feels you tensing up again

• i feel like he’d come up with some sort of date activity that you guys could do together on the weekend, like a day trip to the beach or dinner at a fancy restaurant

• you know he prefers to stay in during the weekends but as long as you’re with him, he’s home <3

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How They React to Gossip | 141 + Rudy + Alejandro |

Warnings: None

Tags: @whirly-birbs @fiveshelmet @madamemelancholysstuff

A/N: For those who requested something and didn’t get a response, i’ll be getting those works posted soon :)

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~ Ghost ~

- Definitely knows about it before anyone else but won’t ever bring it up. (Bro always sees and hears everything about everyone)

- Will act like he doesn’t care, but still is listening to every word

- Will suddenly go “Fucking hell.” and then realize he actually said it out loud when everyone pauses and turns to look at him.

- Will 100% be smirking under his mask when somethings funny but won’t laugh out loud. (Resting Ghost Face and all, gotta keep up the rep)

- Will give the most dangerous fucking side eye when someone says something horrendously out of pocket

- Will definitely zone out if he gets bored

~ Price ~

- Is just passing by the break room when he overhears something out of the ordinary and has to do a double take to walk back towards the group and make sure he heard it correctly

- Will either be the moral compass of the gossip session or will go full out with his own insults

- Stands there with his arms crossed and eyes squinted slightly listening to the words coming from his team.

- Will say something like “We’re soldiers, not desperate housewives.” But will later laugh to himself thinking about the wild accusations and drama.

- Definitely gossips with Laswell on the downlow

~ Gaz ~

- Enjoys every second of pure steaming gossip, especially if it’s coming from his Soap

- Will subtly pry for more information but when Soap teases him about it he’ll be like “Alright you can piss off, I don’t even wanna know now.”

- Won’t even hide the fact he wants to laugh, will be close to doubling over in hysterics if it gets to be that crazy

- *High pitched british shock*

~ SOAP ~

- Bro cant contain himself when it comes to juicy drama in the workplace

- He’s here for the tea, ALL the tea

- Is 10000% the one who started spreading the gossip in the first place.

- Will talk everyone’s ear off about who he saw with who the other day and what not

- Don’t get him started cause he won’t stop

- ends every gossip session lowkey leaving everyone stunned and wanting to hear more

~ Alejandro ~

- takes in any and all gossip in stride and fires off MANY witty remarks about it

- He enjoys poking fun at others jokingly. it’s apart of his charm (duh)

- Will be be doubling over in hysterical laughter, probably bringing Rudy or Soap down with him

- If the gossip is about Valeria, bro will NOT hold back. Shots upon shots will be fired do not get him started

~ Rudy ~

- Doesn’t add to the gossip, but enjoys every second of hearing his teammates losing their minds over juicy drama they’ve heard

- Will be laughing along with Alejandro but will say “Dios mío, It’s not funny, we shouldn’t be laughing!”

- Stands back with his eyes open wide in shock and red in the face from what he’s hearing

- The out of pocket things that come from Alejandro’s mouth about Valeria definitely keep this poor man up at night

** BONUS ** GRAVES

- is the gossip.

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sxcret-garden · 13 days

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Jongho ღ NSFW Alphabet [M]

ღ Ateez - NSFW Alphabets ღ Ateez Jongho x gn!reader ღ words: ~3.1k ღ genre: smut ღ warnings: somewhat heavy dom-sub dynamics & mentions of degradation in some parts

Author’s note: Like half of these are totally not spoilers for my series that will be posted eventually…. hopefully……

A = Aftercare (what he’s like after sex)

He takes aftercare very seriously, especially when he’s taking on a more dominant role. Makes sure you have everything you need afterwards and in between, he’ll literally get you anything you could ask for. Has water ready at all times, will get you snacks, run you a bath, whatever you want. He’s very sweet and soft with you, quite in contrast to how he can get during sex if you want him to, and he’s very good at figuring out what you need even before you can ask for it once he’s properly gotten to know you.

B = Body part (his favorite body part of his partner)

It’s different for every partner of his, really. He’ll just one day find a tiny detail on your body, like a mole, a birthmark, a scar,... and he won’t be able to keep himself from brushing his fingertips against it everytime he gets the chance. He’s actually pretty big on body worship, so when the situation feels right he’ll make sure to tend to every single one of these spots that he keeps noticing while taking in the sight of you, making sure to convey to you how beautiful he thinks you are through his touches.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum)

Not the type to get messy usually but why does he like the thought of cumming all over you so much?? It just makes him go crazy to watch his own cum dripping down your body, like even he himself can’t fully grasp why it’s so hot to him but it just is. Now he doesn’t wanna get his own hands dirty, so he really likes to just marvel at you in that state, maybe gets some on his fingers just so he can watch you lick it off, and you bet he’ll be hard again in no time just from this. But the one thing that gets him going even more than cumming somewhere on your body is the thought of cumming all over your face…

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret or secret desire of his)

His dirty secret are all the pictures he has of you on his phone - some of them sent by you, some of them he took himself. A video of you getting yourself off to things he’s texted you about, an audio of all the sounds you make when he’s fucking you,... over time he has quite the collection, and you both know if he ever loses his phone you’re fucked ksjflksa And of course he looks at the pictures etc. sometimes, but even just the knowledge only the two of you have of what kind of things he has stored on his phone is pretty hot to him.

E = Experience (how experienced is he?)

I don’t think he has a huge amount of experience, but he probably has some. Either way he’s good at picking up subtle cues, and he’s also more than willing to talk to you about what you want or don’t want, and so even if he hasn’t had many partners before, he’ll learn how to handle you pretty quickly.

F = Favorite position

I’d say he likes any position that gives him power over you, but I think his favourite might just be simple missionary? He is a softie deep down after all, so he just really likes how close he can feel to you in that position, but of course he also knows how to make it intense. Will have you wrap your legs around his waist as he fucks you slow, and makes sure not to make it boring for you. Likes having you pinned down when he’s on top of you, though sometimes even he merely feels the need to chase for his own high without giving it too much thought, and then he’ll be both grateful and very turned on if you offer him to use you to get off in whatever way he wants…

G = Goofy (is he more serious in the moment? is he humorous?)

He tends to be more on the serious side during sex, but embarrassing things happen, and it’s still better to laugh through the pain than to die on the spot, right? jsdklfjas Especially if he’s with a partner who’s not as experienced as him or who’s insecure, he’ll loosen up and be very soft and gentle as he guides you through the whole thing. Might crack a stupid joke during foreplay every now and then because we know he sometimes speaks without thinking first, resulting in a 50/50 chance of ruining the mood aksdjflksa even if he does ruin the mood a bit though, he’s quick to fix his own messes, so the dumb joke will soon be long forgotten :’)

H = Headspace (how much does he think about it/you during the day? how elaborate are his fantasies?)

Maybe he doesn’t think about it 24/7, but I do think he has dirty thoughts fairly often. They’re usually just a way to entertain himself quietly, and he’s good at keeping the filth at the back of his mind if he’s in a situation where he has to focus on something else instead. Will let his mind wander a bit if he’s bored during the day and there’s nothing better to do, but he’ll only really indulge when he knows he won’t be interrupted. Then he’ll definitely get off on his fantasies at the end of it, but will move on from it rather quickly afterwards.

I = Intimacy (how passionate or romantic is he?)

He’s fairly passionate I’d say, and that’s definitely part of the reason why he likes taking things slow. He’s just so very interested in seeing all the different reactions he can draw out of you, how you react to his touch and his words, and how he can control those reactions. And especially at times where he can let go and just enjoy the moment you’re going to feel the raw passion radiating off of him as you’re having sex. However, he can also get very romantic sometimes, to the point it’s almost cheesy, and that side of him will absolutely show if you two are simply making sweet love. He’s gonna take such good care of you and make sure you feel loved, that you can’t help but feel like you’re about to burst from warmth :((

J = Jack off (how does he masturbate and how often?)

He does it fairly often, but on most days it’s just a means to an end to get some relief after a long day. Quickly getting off in the shower is enough for him usually, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have days where he leans back at night, lets his mind wander or watches some porn and takes a bit more time to get himself off.

K = Kink (one of his kinks)

There’s a lot to talk about here, but what comes to mind first is degradation, mostly because this is linked to a lot of things he likes to do to you. Now, he’s only gonna really tap into this after discussing with you what’s okay and what’s not, but boi does he get off on this. Whether it’s teasing that barely even grazes the degradation aspect, or if he’s straight up telling you what a little whore you are - if he sees that you’re enjoying that kind of treatment he’ll go feral from it too. He especially enjoys showing you who’s in charge through gestures, pushing you around, spanking you, etcetc and then laughing at you for enjoying it this much. He will make you feel that you’re below him, and depending on where your boundaries are on this, he’s definitely willing to take this very far over time.

L = Location (favorite places to do it)

He prefers having sex in the comfort of your or his own home, and within that space he’s not too picky about where to do it. Any place goes if y’all are horny enough, but if it’s looking like it’s gonna be a long night he will definitely take you to the bedroom eventually, simply because it’s the most comfortable, and he’d hate for either of you to be sore from fucking on the table or the floor all night kasdjflks

M = Motivation (what turns him on, gets him going)

Knowing he has power over you, in whatever way, is his best motivation really. Even if it’s just the way he can tell immediately that you need him from a single look of yours, he will get cocky about it and more often than not it’ll put him in the mood too. Loves teasing you about it, and loves seeking out further proof even more. Whether that’s him using his strength against you, or if it’s the way he knows exactly what buttons to push to get you going. And you can bet he’s gonna keep his composure until he has you right where he wants you, begging for him to give you what you need. However, once you start praising him you can watch that whole facade come crashing down, revealing just how much he needs you too.

N = No (something he wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’d never do anything that could seriously hurt his partner. He is willing to try a lot of things, especially if it puts him in a dominant role where he’s the one taking care of you - he definitely enjoys inflicting some degree of pain onto his partner, but he’ll immediately opt out if you ask him to try something that might get dangerous. He’s just not willing to take that kind of risk. Might give in eventually if you keep begging for it and do the thing once for your sake, but he won’t really enjoy it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Likes receiving a lot more than giving. That said, if you’re his first partner he’s ever giving oral to he will be a bit clumsy about it at first, but gets the hang of it quickly and isn’t half bad at it in the end. And though he’s not the biggest fan of giving head he’ll sometimes have days where he just NEEDS to taste you and then he usually ends up getting pretty drunk on it?? But overall he likes receiving more, even just watching you with his dick in your mouth makes him sooo horny, and yet he has enough self control to make sure he lasts for quite some time. At times he’ll simply watch and let you do whatever you want, while making sure to praise you in between. Other times he’ll guide you exactly into the pace he wants, controlling every single one of your movements, or even taking matters into his own hands and having you hold still while he fucks your mouth.

P = Pace (is he fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

I think he’s more on the slow side most of the time, both to savour the moment and as a way to tease you and to make you want more. Though there are times where he’s going to fuck you fast and hard, usually his every move is deliberate and anything but rushed. Slow but rough is the combination he’s going to make you lose your mind with, he’s not going to overwhelm you with sensory input but instead let you take in every single touch he gives you and every single word he speaks properly, and once this guy has you figured out he sure knows how to make you cum from the bare minimum.

Q = Quickie (his opinions on quickies?)

Hell yeah. Not every day of course, he’s the type who likes to take his time to make sure both he and his partner are fully satisfied after sex and have a good time after all, but sometimes a quickie in between is more than tempting. Then he’ll take you by the hand and pull you off to somewhere you can be alone, and though you already know what’s coming, it’ll still take you by surprise how quick his lips are on yours after locking up the door behind himself. Loves bending you over any somewhat suitable surface and making sure to get off the both of you in record time.

R = Risk (does he like to experiment or take risks?)

He does like experimenting, but will refuse to take a risk he can’t calculate, unless it’s something where his partner takes full responsibility and he knows he can trust them with it. For this reason he’s usually not the type to enjoy public or semi-public sex, though there’s exceptions, like if he knows people won’t hear you from the other room so long as you stay quiet, etc…. now if he’s drunk this changes a little bit, he still won’t do anything that could seriously hurt you, but suddenly the idea of his or your friends “accidentally” hearing how good he can fuck you doesn’t seem so bad anymore…

S = Stamina (how long does he last?)

He lasts pretty long when he’s managing his energies, otherwise just average I’d say? Can definitely go several rounds on a day where he’s prepared for it!

T = Toys (does he own toys? does he use them? on a partner or himself?)

Toys can be very practical, of course he has some ksadjflksa will use them on himself to masturbate if he’s too lazy to work for it himself, and he definitely enjoys using them on a partner. Whether they’re things like handcuffs to tie you up, or any sort of toy to stimulate you, he’s all for whatever you enjoy. If it’s about what kind of toys he’d want a partner to use on him, I think he’d be a lot pickier, like even when you switch roles and you’re the one in control there is just no way in hell this guy will let you tie him up ksadjfkls he won’t be opposed to you using toys on him to get him off though!

U = Unfair (how much he likes to tease)

He loves teasing you, loves riling you up and always being a step ahead of you as he does. You can’t trick him, but he will trick you, and depending on how much you’re willing to take he’ll find great amusement in leaving you absolutely desperate. Whispering dirty things in your ear as you’re out together with several hours to go until you can go home just seems like a lot of fun to him, so does texting you random dirty messages during the day. He will always stay respectful to the point that he won’t interrupt you during any important events though, and if you tell him he overstepped a line he’ll always immediately take things a step back. But so long as you’re okay with it too he just lives off of teasing the shit out of you - and of course he’s more than ready to deal with the aftermath and to make sure he’ll give you what you need at the end of the day.

V = Volume (how loud or vocal is he? what does he sound like?)

He’s not loud but very vocal. Tends to talk to you a lot during, especially if he’s the one in charge. Will tease you, tell you what to do or what not to do, praises you, and also tends to check in on you a lot. Definitely the type to get vocal when you’re pleasing him and especially as he’s nearing his own high, and this can range from stifled groans to the prettiest moans you’ve ever heard. He will whine if the focus is on his pleasure, but it definitely takes some work from your side to make him let go enough for him to do it without being embarrassed about it.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon)

His hand teasing you where you need it the most makes you let out a shaky whine, and you don’t miss the short laugh he lets out as you lean against his body, your back pressed up against his chest. He’s holding you in place, the other hand loosely wrapped around your throat, fingertips feeling your pulse.

“You’re that excited from just this?” Jongho asks, the tone of his voice making you shiver. “Cute.” He spits out the last word, as if he’d have rather called you pathetic instead. When he takes away his hands you whimper in protest, but he doesn’t give you much time to be upset as he places one of his palms on the small of your back instead, the other hand wrapping around his cock. “Bend over.” He gives you a little push towards the table in front of you, and as you lie your upper body down flat, you mewl,

“Yes sir.” A hand flies to your ass, the impact drawing a broken moan from your lips.

“That’s my good little fucktoy,” he praises, before he aligns himself with you and pushes inside, starting to fuck you from behind at a pace so painfully slow, he has you begging for more in no time.

X = (X) as a mark (does he like marking you/being marked? where?)

Marking isn’t something he does very often, though he enjoys it sometimes. Likes to mark you in places he knows only he will see, and then brush his fingers against the fabric of your clothes later on where the mark is located, kind of as a reminder that you’re his. He also sometimes likes having you mark him, but won’t allow it where he can’t hide it. Ends up really enjoying the feeling of it though, and might even have you mark him more often from then on.

Y = Yearning (how high is his sex drive?)

A mess is what his sex drive is kasdjfklas like, he’ll have phases where he could go every day, multiple times, and then followed by a week or two where he won’t even think about having sex with you?? It really depends heavily on his mood, though I think it’s fairly easy to get him in the mood if you’re craving sex but he isn’t.

Z = Zzz (how quickly he falls asleep afterwards)

The type who could just black out immediately after y’all are done, I’m so sorry fkldasöfajs Most of the time he won’t though, and especially if there’s a need for aftercare he’ll make sure to do that properly!! But yeah, if the situation allows for it he’ll be knocked out asap :’)

#ateez smut #ateez x reader #jongho smut #jongho x reader #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez drabbles #jongho imagines #smut

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cw: hospital/medical stuff mentions, unspecified illness or injury

“You wanna pick up some food on the way?” Caretaker asked, steering her car out of the parking garage and to the intersection.

Whumpee, sitting under a blanket on the passenger seat, watched the hospital disappear as they drove away on the mostly empty highway. He rubbed the pit of his elbow where a small bandage remained to stop the slight bleeding from a cannula.

It had been a long day. New bottles of medicine rattled in the pockets of his jacket when he shifted into a more comfortable position and leaned their head against the headrest. They had sat in the waiting room the whole evening before finally being admitted, and discharged only a couple of hours after. Caretaker hadn’t even tried to argue with the staff anymore. It always ended like this. Not enough beds and not enough people to take care of the ones lying on them.

Whumpee knew he was lucky. He knew he’d be safe going home with Caretaker. But it didn’t mean he didn’t keep dreaming about the day he’d be taken seriously. He’d receive proper care. Otherwise he’d just have to keep going back, over and over again. More pills, more bills, more wasted hours.

“Hello?”

“Oh, uh,” Whumpee blinked, realizing he hadn’t actually given Caretaker a response. “No, I… we should just head home. You’ve got work in the morning, and it’s already way past midnight.”

His stomach let out a loud rumbling sound just then, and Caretaker gave him a quiet look, which Whumpee pretended to not see. He could fix himself a bowl of yogurt at home. Caretaker needed sleep. She deserved it, after putting aside her own responsibilities just to stay with him again.

“What if I told you I already took tomorrow off?”

"What?" Whumpee turned to her, shaking his head. “Caretaker, no. You shouldn’t have.”

Caretaker shrugged. “It’s Friday, we get to have a head start for the weekend. Won’t that be fun?” Her smile faltered slightly and her voice shifted lower, to more serious. “The nurse said someone should keep an eye on you — and I wouldn’t want to leave you, anyway. You still need help.”

Whumpee knew that. He looked down, fidgeting with the hospital wristband. If he’d kept every one of those he’d got even during the past year, he could probably sew them together to make full sleeves for both arms. Money was already tight, as Caretaker worked to support the both of them, and Caretaker missing work because of Whumpee’s various appointments and frequent trips to the ER had had their effect on their income.

“Yes, but…” he said, the familiar tearing feeling of shame finding its place. “I thought we would call Friend or Sibling to stay with me while you’re at work. We have before.”

“Now we don’t have to.” Caretaker glanced at him, frowning. “Do you not… want me to stay?”

“Didn’t they say you can’t keep doing this anymore if you plan to keep your position?” Whumpee asked. “You like your job. I don’t want you to risk losing it because of me.”

“They will understand. I told them it is a family matter.”

Whumpee’s cheeks got hot and he moved his focus away from Caretaker again, watching out of the window instead. They were passing by shops, parks, and pubs, taking many turns in the little streets of their labyrinth of a hometown. Whumpee hadn’t even noticed they had left the main road, but he definitely recognised where Caretaker was heading.

“You didn’t have to lie because of me,” he mumbled, as Caretaker pulled into the parking lot of a local, 24-hour barbeque restaurant they both loved. “About it being a… a family thing.”

Caretaker turned to Whumpee, finally being able to give him her undivided attention as she turned off the engine, smiling softly.

“I didn’t.”

#i... wrote... something?#you have no idea how much my not fluent speaker ass struggled with vocabulary for a thing this short #gentle caretaker #caretaking #sick whump #comfort whump #medical whump #caretaker x whumpee #whump writing #whump scenarios #whump fic #caretaker #whumpee #whump #whumpblr #my writing

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bunicate · 3 months

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YES!!! u n me r on da same wavelength…. n e ways i have my thoughts ready now :3 it’s been so very long since i’ve written anyting but i hope it’s good…!

when word got out that you, the youngest child of the ragnvindr family, planned to move away from the dawn winery and into the city of mondstadt, most people expected diluc to shut that down completely. and yet, he gives it his approval. “it would be good for you to broaden your experiences,” he tells you.

(he doesn’t tell you that every day, it becomes more tempting to throw away his morals and breed his lil sister like how he wants to…!)

so you move out of your home, and into a cute little apartment. you decorate it all pretty, tying ribbons wherever you can and covering your furniture in frills and lace. it’s lotsa fun living by yourself, even if it means you gotta do everything for yourself too… but you’re a big girl, so you can kind of probably maybe handle it!

meanwhile, diluc tells himself that he’ll leave you be… but he can’t help but to watch over you while he’s out doing his darknight hero duties! you don’t even realize how dangerous the world is, just traipsing around as if there aren’t a million people who’d happily try to rob the baby of the ragnvindr clan… it’s your big brother’s job to make sure you’re safe!!

you do eventually meet the darknight hero, and diluc does his very best to treat you like any other citizen, but he can’t be stoic n distant around his little sister :( he was just trying to make you smile by showing you what mondstadt was like from the rooftops, he really didn’t mean to end up on the roof of the kof headquarters with his head buried between your thighs…! it just kinda happened, you know?

at first, the darknight hero says that it’s a one-time thing. diluc isn’t ready to taint his sweet little sister and damn himself… but he comes back the next night, grinding you against his thigh until you cum all over his pants. then he’s telling you that it won’t go any further than him making you feel good - but that doesn’t last long, and he has you on your knees a few nights later with his cock in your mouth. that’s as far as he’ll go, the darknight hero says, before he slips up once more and finds himself fucking your thighs n cumming all over your cute tits.

diluc tells himself that he needs to stop, that it’s sick of him to essentially trick his little sister into sleeping with her big bro.. but then again, it’s okay as long as he doesn’t go any further, right? as long as he doesn’t actually take your virginity, then it’s fine… he can keep on seeing you as the darknight hero, you’ll be safe and happy, and diluc won’t completely lose his mind longing for you.

(spoiler alert: he goes further :3)

um um yeah! it’s a lil messy but i had so many thoughts n i didn’t wanna leave any of them out bc what if they get lonely :( in other news!!!! i got a manicure n a super DUPER kyute set of nails and i finally bought mi first binder!!

- sweet prince

#𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑏𝑜𝑥 ๑ ꒱ྀི #sweet prince ✰ !#tired of hoarding this #brain is actually fricking blank bcuz dear GAWDFFF #so sexi .. makes me miss diluc sosoooo bad :(#diluc x reader smut #diluc smut #diluc x reader #genshin smut #tw:incest

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modanisgf · 4 months

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HYPE BOY / KIM MINJI

note— kinda short bc i scrapped the og oneshot 😭

“I JUST WANT YOU CALL MY PHONE RIGHT NOW; I JUST WANNA HEAR ‘YOU’RE MINE’”

☆ pairing(s): idol minji x idol reader

☆ warning(s): none!

masterlist

with the endless rumors in the kpop industry, being in a secret relationship was hard. especially when your girlfriend was y/n.

the way y/n presents herself has caused many misunderstandings as the girl is just a touchy person in general. y/n typically uses physical touch to show she’s comfortable with a person but fans don’t seem to understand that, unfortunately.

minji didn’t exactly know how to feel, her girlfriend being trending nearly every week with a new dating scandal.

“are txts beomgyu and lesserafims y/n dating?”

“are these two groupmates dating? lesserafim’s yunjin and y/n seen holding hands on their way to the market”

basically y/n was rumored to be with everyone, everyone but minji. the latter had noticed this rolling her eyes as she scrolled through her socials, currently laying down with y/n.

y/n could only giggle at her girlfriends expression as she read through all the people y/n had been rumored to be with.

“they’re always so far off.” y/n says to which minji nods.

“closest they’ve gotten is hanni.” minji sighs relaxing in her bed, y/n clinging to her.

“how’d they even get hanni? we barely interact publicly.” y/n questions receiving a shrug from minji.

“i’ll wait patiently for the day our names pop up together in a tweet from dispatch.” minji says.

“what’re you gonna do?” y/n asks.

“i’m gonna confirm our relationship.” minji says confidently.

“mhm.. like our company would let you do that.” y/n says.

“don’t get fired please, i need someone’s dorm to sneak into at night.” y/n whines.

“you can just go to hannis.” minji says sarcastically.

“minji,” y/n starts giggling. “i promise i’ll always be yours.”

“you pinky promise?” minji asks holding out her pinky for y/n to grab.

“yes i pinky promise.” y/n says interlocking their pinkies.

“no matter how hard life gets i won’t ever give up on you.”

🎬: Y/N AND MINJI SPOTTED

“how long does it take to get a bag of skittles..” y/n mumbles. minji most definitely wasn’t getting only skittles, the girl being in the store for fifteen minutes now.

y/n debated on going in, she knew if she did someone would probably spot her and minji walking out together. but she walked in the store anyways, looking for her girlfriend.

y/n soon found minji standing in the freezer isle, the girl wrapping her arms around her girlfriends waist and holding her.

“ji, what’re you looking for?” y/n asks noticing the way minji tensed up, the girl calming down once she heard y/n’s voice.

“i forgot hyein wanted me to get stuff for her.” minji says to which y/n nods.

“you know someone’s gonna see us once we leave right?”

“i know it’s the main reason i came in.”

🎬: Y/N CONFIRMS SHES IN A RELATIONSHIP?

“so y/n, do you have anyone special in your life right now?” the interviewer asks, receiving a look from chaewon immediately after.

y/n just dismisses the randomness of the question and answers, “yeah me and her are doing well.”

“her?”

“yep!” y/n says smiling widely.

minji who was watching the interview before she went to sleep couldn’t help but smile. she felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

she couldn’t ask for a better girl.

📖: HYBE CONFIRMS THE RELATIONSHIP OF NEWJEANS MINJI AND LESSERAFIM Y/N

only an hour ago, hybe released a statement regarding the arising rumors about minji and y/n which took kpop twitter by a storm. both ador and source music (the labels the two girls are under) backed this up as well, saying that the two girls are dating.

amazing day for us sapphic kpop stans! minji and y/n are finally able to talk about each other on lives and i can’t wait for their content.

#newjeans #danielle marsh #kang haerin #le sserafim #huh yunjin #kim chaewon #lesserafim reader #newjeans fanfic #newjeans x reader #newjeans fluff #newjeans minji #minji x reader #kim minji #minji kim

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auras-moonstone · 10 months

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hi! could you write something with jack champion x fem!reader, where she’s acting on avatar 4/5 as spider’s live interest? and they’re just adorable on and off set and are always flirting during the press tour? thank u! 🧡

hi!! i love this request so much!! it ended up being way longer than i thought lmao but i hope you enjoy it! 🫶🏻🤍 by the way, just in case: y/n/n means “your nick name” and y/c/n means “your character’s name”!

freudian slip — jack champion

words: 2,438

pairing: jack champion x fem!reader

summary: y/n and jack are co-stars and friends, but everyone in the avatar cast knows they have feelings for each other. neither of them wants to admit it, until a freudian slip from y/n during their kissing scene changes everything.

TRINITY, BAILEY, Y/N AND JACK HAD JUST FINISHED SHOOTING A SCENE. They decided to hang out in Jack’s trailer and play Fifa on his ps5.

“Y/N you are letting me win. Stop it!” Jack groaned, putting his head on her shoulder.

“I’m not!!” she lied. She totally was.

“Yes you do. You totally destroy Jamie when he comes to visit us, and he is really good at his game. There is no fucking way I’m better than you” he accused.

“I’m just tired” she shrugged.

“Your players aren’t even moving!” he exclaimed.

“Okay, fine. I’m letting you win” she confessed “But you just look so adorable when you score a goal, how could I interfere?”.

Trinity and Bailey looked at each other as they rolled their eyes.

“So�� the kissing scene is in two days” Trinity spoke up, making the two teenagers separate from their hug.

The kissing scene was something both of them had been looking forward to. As they clearly had no intentions of speak about their feelings, they at least wanted to feel what kissing the other would be like. Even if it was just acting.

“Yup. Promise to wash my teeth that day, Y/N/N” Jack joked.

“Well, I’m not and you will have to bear with my morning breath” she laughed.

“You wouldn’t dare” he looked her dead in the eye.

“I totally would” she nodded “but I won’t”.

He sighed in relief “Oh, can you wear your cherry chapstick? I’m fucking addicted”

“How would you know?” Bailey asked confused “Oh my god, have you two been practising?”.

“What the fuck” Y/N said, eyes wide open as Jack yelled “No!”.

“She lets me borrow it sometimes” Jack explained them.

“Okay, okay. Jeez you two turned into blushing messes” Bailey laughed.

“We should go” Y/N said awkwardly.

“Yeah” Jack let out a nervous laugh.

Y/N FINISHED THE LAST SCENE OF THE DAY AND WENT TO HER TRAILER TO TAKE A LONG-AWAITED NAP. She could’ve easily gone home, but as every friday, she waited for Jack so they could go together to her house and have their weekly movie marathon. It was a little activity they have been doing together for the past months.

Almost an hour later, Jack entered her trailer and his heart melted at the sight. No matter how many times he found her napping, the reaction would be the same. She had her own arms around herself, probably from the cold; her lips were partially open and her face was adorned with a cute frown, she probably was having a dream.

He carefully walked towards her frame and kneeled beside the small couch she was sleeping on. He pulled the fallen hair out of her face, and shook her softly as he called her name in a delicate way. She fluttered her eyes open and scrunched her nose, the light from the outside bothering her. Jack put a hand over her eyes until she grew accustomed to the light.

“Hey, gorgeous. I’m done for today, wanna go to your house?” he asked with a smile. How could someone be so pretty? he asked to himself.

She nodded as she stood up “Can we buy sushi? I’ve been dying to eat all week”.

“Anything you want” he answered with a grin.

When they finally arrived to her house, the discussion on what to watch next began. Y/N wanted to watch a rom-com, while Jack was in the mood for a good horror movie.

“Y/N/N that movie sucks” Jack said, completely against the idea of watching Valentine’s Day.

“How dare you?” she asked offended.

“It’s the truth and you know it. You just forced yourself to like it because Taylor Swift is in there” Jack pointed out.

He had an valid point. The movie was boring and weird, but Taylor Swift made it worth it. “I don’t want to watch Final Destination, it’s traumatising”.

“Not more than fucking Valentine’s Day” he laughed as she elbowed him in the stomach “Ouch, sorry”.

“Let’s just bring new options. What about Lemonade Mouth?” she suggested.

“Mamma mia? I’ve never seen that one” he suggested. Y/N’s eyes lit up.

“Yes! Yes, absolutely” she said excited. “Just a little warning, I take musicals very seriously. So, expect me to make a fucking performance”.

“I’m certainly not complaining, love” he assured her. Y/N tried not to smile as she looked the movie up. It was her favorite nickname and he knew it, he loved seen her reaction everytime he called her that.

He didn’t pay attention to the movie at all. Not that it was bad, but the girl next to him was much interesting. He had a foolish smile on his face, watching with heart eyes as she sang the ABBA songs with passion. He wondered if anything was going to change the next day—the awaited kiss between their characters. He sure hoped so, because holding back from her was getting more and more excruciating each day.

THE BIG DAY FINALLY ARRIVED AND THE EXCITEMENT WAS NOTICEABLE ON THE SET. It was the scene everyone had been waiting for—especially the two people involved in it.

“Stop” Y/N groaned as the girls gushed about the scene “it’s not a big deal”.

“Is that why you have been fixing your hair for the last ten minutes and applying the cherry chapstick Jack loves?” Bailey teased her.

Y/N blushed “Fine. It is a big deal, this might be the only chance I have of kissing him. I don’t want to mess it up”.

“But if you mess it up, then you’ll have to do the scene again” Trinity said.

“Good point, Trin. Then I hope he messes it up” she said. Her friends gave her a look of confusion “Well, I want to kiss him more than once, but I can’t mess the thing up on purpose”

“Stop being professional for one minute” Bailey groaned.

“I’m sure James Cameron won’t appreciate you saying that” Y/N laughed.

“Anyways, even if the scene goes well, we both know it won’t be the last time you kiss” Trinity said “It’s pretty obvious you like each other, maybe this fake kiss is the push you both need”.

Before Y/N could respond, a knock was heard on the door of the trailer. “Hey” Jack greeted them. “Y/N/N, it’s time” she nodded as they started to make their way to the set. “Are you okay?”.

“Not going to lie, I’m a bit tad nervous” she laughed.

“Don’t be. It’s just me” Jack said, putting his arm around her shoulder.

“That’s the problem” she said under her breath. Thankfully, he didn’t hear her. “Yeah, I know but everyone’s going to be there. You know how they are making a huge deal out of this”.

“Yeah, I know. But just focus on me, okay? You are going to be great, as always” he assured her. She smiled, placing a kiss on his cheek “Now I’m feeling more confident than ever” he said cheekily. Y/N rolled her eyes as she laughed.

“Ready?” the director asked. They nodded and then they took their place to start shooting.

Y/C/N was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking at the ceiling as if it were the most interesting thing, when she felt a presence next to her. Diverting her eyes from the grey roof, she found Jack’s—or Spider’s—brown eyes.

“What are you doing all alone?” he asked sitting next to her, his bare tight brushing against hers. Y/N’s breath hitched—well, it was on the script, but she wasn’t really acting that reaction—as she turned into a nervous wreck.

“I couldn’t stand that stupid mask or Neytiri’s glances anymore” Y/C/N sighed.

“Yeah, it sucks being human sometimes” he agreed.

“I don’t know how you did all of this alone” she said softly. It hadn’t been that long since she appeared on Pandora.

He shrugged “Not that I have much choice, but it wasn’t that bad. I don’t regret it, though, I love being around Lo’ak, Jake, Kiri, Tsireya… I have pretty sights and now I’ve got you” he looked at her and raised his hand to brush the hair off her face.

Y/N’s heart started beating at a very fast pace “I’m really glad you are here, Spider. I don’t know what I’d do without you” she said shyly. His closeness was very overwhelming.

“Probably fall from every tree and have multiple broken bones” he joked, making her laugh. “But I secretly enjoy that you don’t know how to properly climb trees”.

Y/C/N looked at him in confusion “What do you mean? It sucks, I feel so out of place. I’m still growing accustomed to the wild life, sometimes I feel like I don’t belong here”.

“I just have an excuse to hold you” Spider admitted, cheeks turning red. “Do you really feel like you don’t belong here?” he asked sadly.

Y/C/N felt a pang of guiltiness in her chest. “I mean the place” she clarified. “But right here… with you, that is where I really feel like I belong. Did you ever hear about the saying ‘Home is where the heart is’?”

Jack nodded slowly, knowing it was coming. His heart beating in anticipation, an electric feeling flooded his stomach. Y/N was so mesmerised by Jack’s beauty that almost forgot to continue her line. “Well, my heart is with you, Jack”.

Silent was heard on the set. Jack’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open. For a couple of seconds, Y/N was confused, not understanding the reactions, until it clicked. She gasped, turning red from embarrassment.

“Shit! I’m so sorry, guys. I-I don’t know. It slipped” Y/N apologised in a mortified tone. Everyone messed up their lines at least once, but she felt a pressure on her chest that only got tighter.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay, it’s not a big deal. Let’s just take five, okay?” James said, giving her a look of reassurance. She nodded and left the set, not daring to look at Jack. But he was not going to let it pass, he decided it was his opportunity.

“Y/N/N! Wait” he ran, stopping right before she entered her trailer.

“Jack, please, not now” she begged.

“No, please. I need to say this before the courage fades away” he said. She thought about it for a minute before finally nodding “Maybe saying my name was just a silly mistake, but the look in your eyes tells me there is something more. Is there something more?” he asked. She wanted to say yes so bad, but she couldn’t get the words out of her mouth. She was still mortified, and Jack noticed it, so he made the first step. “I like you, Y/N/N. And I don’t mean it as a friend. I mean that my heart goes crazy when I’m near you, that I want to hold your hand, shower you with gifts, have silly dates with you, and that I want to be able to kiss you whenever I want”.

Y/N swore her heart was about to explode from love, and that her face was going to hurt from smiling too much “That was so sweet, Jack, what the hell” she laughed “I like you too, so much. As if that wasn’t already obvious from my little slip. And I literally look at you with heart eyes, so…”

Jack smiled fondly “You are so adorable” he whispered, grabbing her cheek. “Can I kiss you?”.

“Please, I’ve been wanting to kiss you since the very first day” she admitted, and Jack fell for her even more. Not wanting to waste any more time, he pressed his lips against hers. They both smiled in between kisses, not really believing that was happening.

They heard a crowd cheering from afar, making them pull away. The whole crew was looking, and shouting.

“This could be considering stalking, did you know?” Y/N told them in a loud voice.

“We have been waiting for this moment since we started filming two years ago!” Bailey shouted, and the cast nodded in agreement.

The couple rolled their eyes. Jack put his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him “Let’s go, love. We have a scene to shoot. And remember, it’s Spider, not Jack”.

“Go to hell” she told her boyfriend, acting annoyed. But the grin on her face betrayed her.

THE AVATAR SHOOTING ENDED ABOUT A YEAR AFTER Y/N AND JACK GOT TOGETHER. And they were doing better than ever. They didn’t keep their relationship a secret—quite the contrary, they loved posting pics of their dates, do livestreams and tiktoks together, lovey post about the other, etc. Everyone adored the couple, which made them very happy. They never hid the love they felt for each other, not even during press tour.

“So, what was the best thing about filming Avatar?” and interviewer asked them.

“I loved seeing the work behind it, seeing how the people bring life to the movie” Bailey answered.

“I love the little family we have created. They make the whole experience much better” Trinity responded.

Jack smiled “Definitely the kissing scene between Y/N and I” he winked.

The interviewer laughed “That’s so sweet! What about you, Y/N?”.

“Seeing Jack in a loincloth” she joked, making everyone laugh. “Just kidding. I have to agree with Trin, it wouldn’t have been the same if we all didn’t have such an amazing friendship” Jack cleared his throat “And the kissing scene with Jack, of course”.

“Did you know that the first time we did that scene she said my name instead of ‘Spider’?” Jack told the interviewer.

“No way! Really?” she said surprised.

“Yeah” Y/N blushed. “I was so embarrassed! But thank god I did it, because after that, Jack confessed he liked me and here we are!”.

“We though the shameless flirting was going to stop once they got together” Bailey said.

“It just got worse! Now there is kissing too” Trinity groaned “They can’t even behave during interviews!”

Jack and Y/N looked at each other and smiled. The interviewer caught that and couldn’t help but smile too “Well, I think you two are adorable. Thank you so much for coming today! Hope you had a great time”.

The young cast did the outro for YouTube and left the room. “So what are we doing today, love?” Jack asked his girlfriend, pecking her lips.

“Pasta and Scream 6?” she asked hugging his waist.

“Don’t you ever get tired of watching Scream 6?” he laughed.

“Nope, there is this hot character called Ethan Landry… I watch it just for him” she winked.

“Oh yeah, I know him. He’s gorgeous, have you seen his muscles?” he said sarcastically, making her laugh. “Let’s go home, love”

#jack champion #jack champion x y/n #jack champion fluff #jack champion oneshot #jackchampion #jack champion x reader #spider socorro x reader #avatar #avatar twow #jack champion imagine #avatar the way of water #spider socorro #spider x reader #spider x y/n #spider imagine #auras moonstone’s work

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thestoryofusstan · 4 months

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All I Want For Christmas Is You

part i

pairing: harry styles x fan!singer!reader

summary: harry shows up at your show twice. you're more excited the first time.

warnings: some cursing, some angst, nothing else really!

“happy christmas to you as well,” you answered.

you expected it to be awkward, stiff, forced — anything, really. anything but so alarmingly easy to talk to the same man you obsessed over for years.

i mean, your head was screaming and your insides were turning but on the outside, it was easy.

and the last thing — the last, the very, very last — thing you expected him to do was tug you over to the legendary anne twist and gemma styles.

“y/n, this is m’mum, anne, and m’sister gemma,” he introduced.

you gave what you hoped wasn’t (but knew was) an awkward smile and waved, “hi.”

gemma just threw herself up from the seat and hugged you, “it’s so good to meet you!”

she said that as if you’d known harry for more than fifteen minutes.

or, he’d known you. you knew at the very least of him for 8 years now.

“you too!” you responded, because it felt like the proper reaction.

anne pulled you into a hug as well, albeit far more calm than gemma.

“you did lovely, dear. you have a very nice voice.”

“thank you,” you blushed, even more so when you felt a ring-clad hand rest on your lower back.

“i’m gonna steal her away now. just thought i’d introduce you all.”

you honestly can’t remember what on earth you were so worried about. harry was easy to talk to, and he actually seemed interested in what you were saying. he payed for every little fruity drink you ordered.

and he ordered you so many — you ordered them, he tried to cut you off numerous times but you always swatted him away — that you said probably the stupidest thing ever when your friends mentioned heading out soon.

“d’you wanna come with us? we’ll probably go to jen’s and get blackout drunk,” you laugh.

and you… oh. well, you were just so cute when you asked. wide eyes, dilated pupils from three too many fruity drinks, and a hopeful smile that bordered on just a little anxious, that.. well, really, how could he say no?

“you are already well on your way to blackout drunk,” he teased.

“hey!” you smacked his arm, causing him to laugh and put his hands up in surrender. “and.. i mean, i suppose i can hang around for a bit,” he shrugged. “no harm, right?”

oh, how wrong he was. there was harm in it. so much, in fact. the two of you spent the whole night cuddled up together on jen’s couch until he noticed you falling asleep on him.

he excused the both of you and drove you home, which was a task in and of itself because you were so tired and drunk you didn’t understand what he was asking when he asked what your address was.

and then, when the two of you arrived, he made a comment about how unsafe the area was and how he felt bad leaving you in the house alone. made you promise to lock your doors all the time, and made another comment you almost didn’t catch.

“jus’ gonna have t’find you a better place. this won’t do, pet.”

and you, really, were just expecting his presence in your life to be a one and done thing. but it wasn’t. you woke up the next morning to a text from an unknown number.

Unknown

Had to go home to Mum and Gem, or else I’d have stayed with you in case you got sick. There’s Advil and water on your nightstand. Text me when you’re up. Happy Christmas, again.

H xx

and if you weren’t borderline obsessed with him before, you were now.

the two of you saw each other at least once a week after that. you went to his birthday party and everything. then, on valentines day, he asked you on a date. the two of you went on dates for all of february until he finally asked you to be his girlfriend.

and you said yes. so, you were his girlfriend.

he stayed true to his comment. he bought you a place in the heart of london. a very luxurious, expensive flat. went to all of your gigs like the supportive, doting boyfriend he is.

or.. was.

you dated until june. when he all of a sudden texted you some utter bullshit about ‘not being able to do this anymore’ and cut all contact. blocked your number and on all social medias— although, he didn’t block the secret fan accounts you never told him about which is the only way you knew a crumb of what was going on in his life.

you chose to not go to tabloids for that. they never told the truth, anyway.

the one thing he didn’t stop, though, was paying your rent. you almost wanted to buy your own place and abandon this one to spite him. but how could you?

he left you with the damn dog, too.

oh, that’s right.

the two of you adopted a small beagle in march, right after you moved in. named it sunflower, because he called you sunflower.

(he also found it hilarious that whenever he’d call ‘sunflower’, both of you would appear).

you didn’t even have the heart to rip down all the photos of the two of you throughout the apartment.

they just sat there, collecting dust.

when christmas rolled around again, it was safe to say you were heartbroken at best, depressed at worst.

you moped all day, even when you and your friends opened presents in your apartment.

“so… y/n..” jen spoke as you all were eating dinner.

“hm?” you hummed back.

“did you see what harry did?”

everyone froze.

harry was a sore subject, even six months after the break up.

you cleared your throat, going back to cutting your steal, “uh.. no. no, i didn’t. what?”

“he dropped an album called fine line—“

“oh, good for him, i guess,” you shrug.

“uh.. he.. he dropped it on your.. birthd.. day..” she let out slowly.

you dropped your utensils. “he did what now?”

“.. i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have said anything—“

“he left me— i woke up one morning, and he was just gone and all i get is some stupid fucking text about how he can’t do this anymore, and he pulls this shit? no. no, i’m— absolutely fucking not—“

“that’s.. not.. it,” she winced.

“what? what else could he have possibly done?”

“there’s a song on the album. uh.. called.. sunflower..”

you stood up from the table and stormed to your room, slamming the door.

when you woke up, it was the next day.

and you had a text.

cuntface (harry)

I got your voicemail… baby, I am so sorry. I should’ve asked about the song, and the album. Dropping it on your birthday was uncalled for. I’m sorry. I should’ve reached out. I shouldn’t have even left.

sent at 8:57pm

Baby, come on. Please answer. I’m sorry. Are you alright?

sent at 11:22pm

that motherfucker left you in the dust without a second though, and he had the nerve to act concerned about you? what the hell did you even say in the voicemail?

you tapped a few buttons on your phone until finding said voicemail. you hit play.

“you have a lot of nerve, you know that, harry? you fucking leave me with no other reason besides ‘i can’t do this anymore’.. like.. what kind of fucking excuse is that? and you left me with our fucking dog! our dog! that you named after what you called me! which, by-the-fucking way is a fucking song on this apparent new album of yours that you dropped on my birthday like i was the problem in our relationship! fuck you, harry. fuck you for everything. i-.. god, i can’t even say i hate you, because.. i don’t. i don’t fucking hate you, and i hate that i don’t hate you because i should. i should fucking hate you so much, but i don’t. i’m still in love with you and it’s so fucking pathetic. and that’s your fault. so fuck you, harry. fuck you. you’re not the only one who can write songs.”

you furrowed your brows at the last sentence you said in the voicemail. you didn’t write a song about him, did you?

and then you glanced at your nightstand, and your songbook was thrown open. a whole song written out on a page you are very sure was blank before.

you grab the book, examining the now tear-stained pages before reading the song title.

i should hate you.

well, that’s fitting.

on new years eve, you had a show at the same bar you met harry at. and at the very end of your set, you performed the song you wrote about him.

“so, uh.. i’ve played here before, actually. last christmas, and uh.. i met this.. this guy. huge crush on him, all that shit. we talked for a while, dated for a few months, got a dog together and then he.. just.. kinda left? and didn’t reach out for six months until i cussed him out in a voicemail, where i basically said i was still in love with him!” you laugh awkwardly.

the audience laughs, too.

“so, uh.. yeah. and then after that i was just, like.. i should hate him, so why don’t i? and.. that’s what this song is. this called i should hate you.”

you backed away from the mic slightly as you started strumming and the audience clapped.

“last night i spiraled alone in the kitchen. making pretend that the furniture listened. wasn’t the best of my mental conditions, but i tried thinking of you without any forgiveness.. because i was the one who would stay up and call you. and i’d drive to your house for the shit that you went through.”

driving to his house anytime the press did something to upset him. calling him when he was miles away and it was three in the morning, and you had a shift at the coffee shop at six.

“and i wasted my breath when i tried to console you, didn’t i?”

anytime she’d comfort him about the horrible things tabloids said, he’d reject it.

“‘cause we didn’t happen the way we were supposed to.”

in your head, you were happily together and nothing ever went wrong in june. he was in the audience tonight cheering you on, smiling at you when you made eye contact. that’s how it should.

“i know that i should hate you. i know that i should hate you. pulled the knife out my back, it was right where you left it.”

trying to console you after your voicemail, months too late.

“but you aimed kinda perfect, i’ll give you the credit.”

you opened up to him and it felt like he used that against you when he left like that. he knew exactly how to make it hurt to the point it was unbearable.

“i just drank something strong to try to forget, but it wasn’t right. no, you’re not even here, but you’re doing my head in. i know that i should hate you. i know that i should hate you. i know that i should hate you. ooh, ooh. i should hate you, i feel stupid like i almost crashed my car driving home to talk about you at my table in the dark.”

you did do that. you went to one of your spots in london (a little book store that was rarely busy) and afterwards, you sped home so fast you almost crashed. you just needed to talk about him, but nobody was home. because he left.

“all i ever think about is where the hell you even are.”

you always wondered where he was, how he was doing, if he hurt the way you did. if he felt it right in his chest the way you did.

“and i swear to god i’d kill you if i loved you less hard.”

you’d kill him if you didn’t love him. you’d hate him if you weren’t still in love with him.

“after all of this time, i still get disappointed.”

after the voicemail, you expected him to show up at your door and fix everything. he didn’t. of course, he didn’t. because, even if he still payed for the house, it wasn’t his home anymore. it was just yours.

“bet you’re doing alright, and you don’t even know it.”

from the bits and pieces you managed to see of his life, he was living it up. while you cried.

“how it’s all ‘cause of you that my standards are broken.”

before, you’d been like every other girl. saying your standards were high, because your standards were harry styles. it just so happened to be that he was the one to lower those standards.

“i would bend back to you if you left the door open..”

if he came back, you’d come running.

“i know that i should hate you. i know that i should hate you. i know that i should hate you. ooh, ooh. i know that i should hate you. i know that i should hate you. i know that i should hate you. ooh, ooh.”

with the last note, you bowed. and then left the stage as everyone cheered.

you planned on just leaving. but something in you wanted a drink before hopping in the uber. so you ran up to the bar.

“a shirley temple, please,” you asked.

the bartender nodded and you sat in silence (save for the usual noise of the bar) until—

“y/n.”

a familiar voice. too familiar. it made you freeze.

your name from his lips was a statement. not a question, this time.

you finally turned, your eyes meeting familiar green ones.

“.. harry.”

deja fucking vu.

“i am so—“

“here’s your shirley temple to go, ma’am.”

you have never been more grateful for a drink. you turned and thanked the bartender quietly, grabbing the drink before speeding off.

“wh— y/n!”

you kept walking until you were halfway down the street and he grabbed your arm, forcing you to turn around.

“don’t. don’t do this, don’t run away from me— from us—“

“you ran away from us first, harry! i was all in! i was ready for whatever, and you just up and left like it meant nothing— like i meant nothing! do you know how that felt? do you even have an idea of what the felt like?”

he didn’t say anything.

“i didn’t think so.”

“please, baby— sunflower, i jus’ wanna talk.”

“i have nothing to say to you, harry.”

a/n: … hahahaha!

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luffyvace · 2 months

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Her brook Idk if your req are closed so read this at your convenience 🙏

I wanted to ask for a male harpy reader strawhat hc or if not just hc with luffy, more specifically based off a bird with heavy feathers like a snowy owl cause I’d love to imagine that he complains about the heat a lot and wonders why he’s sweating more then usual but it’s just luffy hugging his legs cus he’s so soft

Love your work brook 🙏☺️

nope! Still open lovely anon<3

when I tell you I did NOT know what a harpy was 🤦‍♀️ I had to do research for accuracy 😅😋

but don’t worry it’s all good I’ll be more than happy to do your request!

I’m telling you right here right now luffy would most definitely be interested in a reader like this!! You know how many unique animals and such he tried to recruit into the crew that weren’t even human?? 😂💗

and thank you!! I’m so happy you enjoy my headcanons :) that makes me very happy!

Okay I’m just saying…….like chopper…if you look more animal than human….his first thought is to eat you

”you think he tastes good?” 😋

😭😭

IT JUST IS !!

moving on…♡

He thinks your wings are really cool

I mean a 6.5 ft wing span…….I do too!!

definitely wanted to measure them to check after he learned that

to which he got himself wrapped up in the measuring tape

Both you and luffy eat “strange” animals

such as sloths, monkeys, porcupines, squirrels, opossums, armadillo’s, anteaters and sometimes parrots…..other birds too 😋🍴

No animal is safe 😭

every island you go to the two of you immediately start scouting for whatever variety of yummy foods you could find

”I’ve got news for you two—normal people don’t eat those animals”

- Nami ♡

it taste absolutely delicious to you!!

honestly you probably got Luffy into eating them

which so funny because he already loves eating all types of weird things

which is probably why he was so easy to convince him to eat it too

like he would normally see a monkey and go oh cool a monkey!

but now….😈😈

not all the time tho

mostly when he’s hungry

……….so I guess I lied, yes all the time 🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️

he saw you eating a armadillo with some sloth on the side and was like

oooo I gotta try that 🤪🤪

you might dislike for cats seeing as though a harpy’s predator is a jaguar

Least baby harpy’s anyway…

still! 😠

it’s good for you that the sunny is big once y’all upgrade from merry

it has plenty of rooms with shade for you, since a harpy’s natural habitat is rainforests

and they mainly stay in the shade anyway :)

franky probably had a room built that simulates a rainforest for your comfort 💕

like how he simulated the grass

once Luffy found out harpy’s are rare to find and you found the tori tori no mi - model: harpy- it was pretty much settled for you to join the crew :)

like he loves rare stuff!

it’s like treasure!

and you know darn well a pirate will fight for his treasure! 😼

you use your high pitch bird call to reunite the strawhats whenever you guys get separated (which is like- every time you go on an adventure 😀 besides the point-)

it’s loud enough and ranges far enough to the point where it’s more efficient than yelling

very much so comes in handy when your in danger too

also not to mention luffy is 100% gonna wanna fly on your back since you have wings

he probably won’t even ask

he’ll just rocket onto your back while your flying one day and refuse to get off cuz it’s fun

it likely ends with him spotting something cool, telling you to go over to it and getting you two into trouble

just be ready for the

😬😁 ✊😠 💥💥 😖😓

sequence again

flying also comes in handy when saving the strawhat’s BUTT!

You and Robin like 🦅🦅

LOLLL

but no fr you literally just swoop in and save the day 🦸

SUPERRRRRRR M/N!! *super man pose* better yet *franky pose*

Zoro will also appreciate it if you catch him while falling because I swear that man is always getting smacked around-

same with Nami 🧡

another time

Robin was stating facts about harpy’s when the strawhats first met you, and you were confirming

she mentioned that they typically lived 35-45 years (but she was talking about the ANIMAL.)

Luffy—of course—mistook this

“WHAAAT?! YOU MEAN TO TELL ME OUR NEW NAKAMA’S GONNA DIE SOON?!”

*Nami steps in*

”CALM DOWN IDIOT THATS NOT WHAT SHE SAID!!” 💥💥

“……..and besides..! M/n’s not an animal! He’s still a person you know?! Sheesh…..of course he’s gonna live the lifespan of a human”

Sanji will of course cook any animal of your request into your meal

if it’s more nutritious for you—then certainly he’ll do so!

he always prioritizes nutritional value in his meals, and thats different for everybody!

Luffy however….he will get annoyed with 😂

”GO AWAY STUPID *kicks across room* YOU DONT NEED THIS TO SURVIVE! THIS IS FOR M/N!”

your like one of the few men in his life Sanji doesn’t hate

okay I know that was more harpy facts related so now I’ll get into the scenario you mentioned 😅💗

Luffy uses you for warmth in the winter (all the strawhats do)

like chopper ;P

especially with your large and soft wings

”M/n…spread your wings out..we need your warmth..”

-Zoro

you’ve been complaining about the heat all day

You felt like you were ON FIRE.

like seriously?! What was gon on today?!

it’s not like birds need to shed……so why are you burning up!??

”mmmm…your so warm M/n!”

”LUFFY?!”

”shishishishishi!”

”no wonder I felt heavier than usual!! Get off me Luffy!”

”awwhhhh WHYYYYYY?”

”what?! Why?! Because I’m burning up! I already have all these feathers! You’ve got to get off of me Luffy!”

*whines* “but mmmmm/nnnnnn! Your so waaaarrrrm!”

*sighs and face palms* *attempts to pry him off*

“noooooo m/nnnnnn! I don’t waaaaanna get ooofff!!”

Luffy practically had you in a literal choke hold

he was not about to let you go.

and you know he’s got himself wrapped alllllll the way around 😂😂

once again thank you for the compliment my dear!!

Hopefully I did your hcs justice and that you enjoyed them! <3

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goldengirlls · 2 years

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grunts and squirting

warnings: its just fucking filthy, daddy kink, jewelry kink, breeding kink, sweat kink, and a lowkey cum play kink and probably so many others.

summary: friday night lights are his favorite days with the promise of his girl.

a/n: SURPRISE!!!! i might’ve gotten carried away with this one!!! this is dedicated @r0und3bitch happy reading!! of course im posting this on a sunday fuck me. sorry for any errors!!!anywho church won’t help you after reading this you whores. show her the love she deserves!!

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“Hi beautiful.” His ring free hands lay on your hip and the wall behind you as he has you pushed against the wall next to the boys locker room just an hour before the game. Your short cheer skirt, little OBX Prep blue and white cheer top, and the three necklaces he gave you adorning his favorite thing in the world.

“Hi baby.” Your hands mirroring each other on his cheeks, your pink glossed lips planting against his. Your hands trailing down and up under his shirt.

“You looked fucking unreal today. Had to contain myself watching you prance around in your cheer skirt after sixth period.” His lips attaching themselves under your jaw. “Couldn't think straight. All the sinful thoughts running left and right baby.” His forehead resting against yours. “Gonna start calling you Prancer.”

“Good thing you get me tonight then.” Doe eyes beaming with desperation and desire for the man in front of you. A breathless kiss shared between the two of you.

“You have no idea of the thing I wanna do to you tonight. Gonna be my good girl tonight, right baby.” His thumb brushing against your Rafe tainted lips. His sweaty wet head hung low enough for him to hear the moan leaving your lips.

“Aren’t I always your good girl,” Your lips less than an inch from his ears “daddy?”

A low deep groan finding its way out, pressing his body against yours, “Fuck- baby. Always.”

The interruption of no one other than Topper Thornton forces you two apart. Right before he can he put his hand on the handle his favorite sound graces his ears.

“Good luck tonight number four. I’ll be cheering extra loud for you tonight.” Bedroom eyes and pink plump lips beating into him. mentally capturing the image in front him. The promise of him completely savoring every inch of your body in a few short hours.

“Save it. I don’t need it.”

Your hands planted on your waist, challenging him, “Oh yeah? and why’s that?”

“Because I have my good luck charm.” A wink thrown your way as you watch him disappear.

He was in the zone. Head completely free of anything not related to the game he loved. The weight of another win weighed on his back, knowing he could do it because he had you. The team huddled around him as he yelled in the middle of the circle that they were bringing home another win. Then at exactly six fifty they would line up and run through the black inflatable tunnel, where they would hear the roar of the crowd and announcer giving him the praise he knew he deserved.

Him and the three other teams captains walk out onto the field for the coin toss and play nice until the they lined up on the line anticipating for the snap. His blue eyes locking with your’s as he shoots a wink in your direction and in return a kiss blown in his direction with the mouthing of an I love you would put into the universe another win.

Of course horrible calls were made, his tight end and reciever hot on the tips of their toes and the other team up by only three points. He lived and thrived for games like these. There they stood on the opposing team's side of the field. With less than a minute left and the deciding play was one he had been itching for this season. Right as he broke the huddle up he caught your eyes, licking his lips and winking at you. A trick play. The stadium filled with anticipation and nerves. Topper ran in front of Rafe, who would then toss the ball to him and Rafe’s long legs carried him down the field as Kelce and Henry blocked for him, and Rafe scored the game winning touchdown. The whole time your hands were on your hips and the bratty look on your face as your boyfriend showed off. Almost immediately everyone flocked to his side cheering and celebrating the win.

Cheers and laughs erupt in the warm breezy air all around the field. All of his team mates howled and congratulated him, boosting his ego.

Rafe fed off this energy. Untouchable. Unstoppable. He felt like a fucking King but what’s a King without his Queen. His eyes wandered to where he had last seen you only to be met with the congratulations of his family instead. Praising him for his incredible game and have good time at the party see you later.

“You’re a fucking legend Cameron.” Kelce planted firmly on the side of him and patted his shoulder, surrounded by players and students celebrating. A couple of the players stood around him.

A laugh leaving his lips and a pat on Kelce’s stomach, “Couldn't have done it without my favorite tight end-.”

“And your girl.” His face perking up the second the first word left your lips. Rafe spinning on his heel and meeting his most prized possession.

“And my fucking girl.” His arm encasing you around his wet body and bumping your chin to bring your lips to his for a fierce kiss. The hoolers and whoots from players filling your ears as he picks you up and spun you around.

“Congrats baby.” You mumbled against his lips. “Always proud of you even when your a show off.”

His laugh piercing your body “Thank you. Y’know it was because of my good luck charm. Plus, I win every day.” Smirking through his words, hands placing your arms around his neck and finding home on your hips.

You knew what was coming out of his mouth before he even said it. You just loved hearing him say it. “Why baby?“

“Because I have the most incredible kiss breathtakingly gorgeous kiss intelligent kiss sexy girl in Kildare.” Placing one more kiss on your lips as he grabs your hands and walks in the direction of the locker room.

“Mhm I could say the same about you.” Teaseful tone very apparent, matching his steps, fingers interlocked.

You find yourself against the same wall, same position and all you two had been before the game.

“Last I checked sweetheart,” Tucking a piece of hair that hade fallen out of your high ponytail behind your ear, “ I wasn’t a girl.” His lips meet your wet neck.

“Asshole.” You pushed him away from you, rafe laughing and playful pout adorning your face as you spun on your heel. “You know what I mean. But hey if you’re gonna be a smartass, i won't give you your present for winning the game. See ya at the party babe.” As you reach for the girls locker room handle and tugging it open and making a bee line to your locker.

The competitive streak was very apparent in both of you. Never liking to lose anything and it sort of became a thing between the two of you. Especially when it came to sex. You weren’t mad in the slightest, you just needed to knock his ego down a few notches. One thing about Rafe Cameron was you were his weakness and strength. And right now you were his weakness in the most pleasing way.

A minute later cleats echoed through the girls locker room which made you smirk, quickly removing your thong and bending down to place them in your bag.

“Fuck Y/n.” Rafe’s hands found themselves on your hips as you slowly stood straight up. “I’m sorry for giving you shit.” His lips dancing around your neck. Pressing his aching cock into your body. “I love you so much. Need you to forgive me.”

You spun around and you were drowning. Absolutely soaking wet and you were fairly sure he noticed when you were bent over. You couldn’t help but admire his appearance. Messy hair, his forehead lined with sweat, his necklace peeking out from the shirt he had temporarily thrown on before coming in here. Then you felt the coolness on your hips. He had put on his rings. And not in their normal positions but in the positions that had you falling apart at his fingertips. They had been placed on his right hand, the fingers that were always deep inside your wetness.

“You need me to forgive you? I can think of a couple of ways you can do that.” Lustful eyes and silent pleas.

“Yeah?” Tightening his grip on your waist, “How?” His cock straining in his pants.

“Fuck me right now.” You whispered into the locker room full of sexual tension.

His lips collided with yours intensely. His hands fumbled with his shirt, pushing it up and over his head. Disconnecting from the passion you pull your top over your head, chest heaving up and down. Rafe's hungry eyes connect with your chest immediately as he slowly backs himself up to the bench behind him.

“C’mere.” His green ring signaling you over to him as you watch him lick his lips. He’s hungry and needs to taste all of you.

He pulls you into him. His lips and tongue find your stomach attacking it in the most intimate way. His hands wrapping behind your legs, hands roam free along the back of your legs, trailing up to the curve of your ass and making their way to your dripping clit. Your hands find his hair pulling on it needing more from him.

“Angel, why so wet.” He looks up at you smiling into the place he's been sucking. “I haven’t done anything yet.” He tilts his head up and sinks his two prominent ringed adorned fingers into your pussy, pushing them as deep as he could. His rings brushing against your g’spot. His thumb rubbing your clit as he listens to the melody falling from your lips

You were music to his ears. You were his sweet tooth. You were better than anything he’d ever heard or seen. The eighth wonder of the world was before him.

“You know how I feel about you and skirts. They’re my favorite thing on you, aside from you being on your knees and my hands wrapped around your pretty throat.” His other hand holds you firm in place as he brings his ring cladded fingers- that had been blessed with your wetness, and brought them to his lips, swirling his tongue around them collecting all your sweetness.

“My favorite taste.” Your eyes burning into him.

You lean down inches from his lips, he can feel your breath against his tempted lips, halting his movements, “You can take me to church later, right now I need the captain of the winning football team to show me that i'm better than any touchdown, daddy.”

“Your wish is my command.”

Your fingers mess with the waistband of his pants, forcefully pulling them down and you reach for you skirt when his hand wraps itself around yours, “It stays on, Prancer.”

A gasp leaving your lips when his arms hook themselves around the back of your legs, hoisting you up, wrapping your legs around him. And right before he sinks his cock inside of you, your fingers against his jaw line interrupt him.

“I promised to be your good girl earlier so tonight fuck me like I’m a bad one.”

He runs his tongue on his bottom lip, his eyes full of every desire and need. His eyes picturing the way your hips swayed a little more on Friday’s, the tight pony tail showing of his favorite marking ground and the fucking number four jersey. Then he thought of the brief conversation he and a couple of the boys overheard from the other team today. Most of them entail you and how they want to do the things he only gets to do to you.

“If it at all becomes to much, you tell me to stop.” His veins popping out along his forehead, “Yeah?” He spoke in that stupid voice that would make you fall into a puddle on the floor for.

“Yes, sir.”

The taste of you still on his lips which caused a moan from you which in return caused one from him. His swollen, leaking cock running on your slick folds for a mere second before he slams inside of you. You were full, so fucking full that the only thing you do is dig your nails into his back and take all him, over and over again.

Everything he has he’s taking out on you. Needing you to share everything he’s felt today, “Mine. All fucking mine.” He grunts in between his deep thrusts. Some call him territorial, he calls it possessive.

Nodding your head frantically and arching your back which in return, makes him hit a new angle, that has your trembling for him.

Rafe pushes you back against the wall and places a hand on your stomach. He pushes down hard, heightening the sensation as he thrusts harder, deeper and faster inside your pussy. “Can you feel me Angel? I know you can. This is where I belong, right here inside of you.” His grip around your hip tightening as he bottomed out.

Your head falls down watching his cock disappear in and out of you. You let a soft sob fall from your lips, clenching around him and feel your orgasm approaching fast.

“I’m gonna cum daddy.” You wantonly moan.

“Not yet.” His thursts fall sloppy, his cock brushing against your g’spot, leaving you hazey and begging for him to let you. His thumb working on your clit and your mouth leaving the promise of you on his adams apple.

“You’re fucking perfect. You were made for me. I’m gonna spend the rest of the night fucking you in every position once we leave. Taking your swollen pussy over and over until neither one of us can see straight. Filling you up over and over again. How bout that?” His pace quickens, he mouths an open wet kiss on your sweaty shoulder. “I know you do. I’m gonna keep fucking my cum in you over and over with the hopes of making you a MILF. Would you like that? Fuck I would.” Pounding into you harder.

“Cum Angel. Cum for daddy.” His pace became frantic, his hands that had once been inside of you wrapped around your neck applying the right amount of pressure as your orgasm rips through you and his bursts inside of you fucking both of you through it.

He rested his forehead against yours, “Didn’t hurt you, did I?” His finger caressing your cheek. Your rosy cheeks and afterglow sends his pride soaring.

“Never.” Your lips meet his as he carries you to the bench setting you down, grabbing your clothes and throwing them at you.

“So a MILF huh?” You tease him.

“Would you like that?” Smirking through his words. His shorts on and reaching his arms through his shirt.

“Rafe, your dripping out of me.” His eyes wide and finding your leg where he found mixture of the two of you dripping out of you. Your favorite two fingers scooping it up and pushing it back into you.

“Problem solved Angel.” Placing a chase kiss on your temple and helping you up.

“So round two at the party to solidify that promise?”

“Only if you go to Church for me Angel.” He grabs yours and his things, lacing your fingers with his.

“That’s a promise.”

“Car. Now.” His hand smacking your ass and a squeal leaving your lips.

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