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mephinomaly · 1 year

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[TL] Lady-killer in the Midst of Good Fortune/Chapter 7

Niki: I accidentally left both my wallet and phone at home. Not only could I not buy anything, I was way too hungry to even move to get back.

Whilst in my hazy state of consciousness, I heard a voice I recognised…

I’m glad I managed to grab HiMERU-kun’s leg before my stomach was completely empty!

HiMERU: HiMERU was wondering what the hell had happened to you…

Kaoru: Literally~. I look down and there’s Shiina-kun on the verge of collapse.

Rei: …That also took me by surprise. What’s also surprising is how much Shiina-kun eats.

Niki: Really? But this is normal?

By the way, I’ve taste-tested everything so no need to worry!

Rei: My goodness…Just watching you eat is filling me up.

Niki: Well if we’re talking surprises, let’s talk about HiMERU-kun! Did you see what was inside the package of that lottery ticket?!?

In the lottery, the prize is a free coupon or a discount of some sort. Usually the discount are for–

They’re all free coupons! With all of these I can get unlimited fries!

HiMERU: It seems that the exchange period is not until later, so HiMERU cannot do it at the moment, Shiina.

Niki: Ah, really? Then I’ll have unlimited fries next time~. This sucks…munch munch.

Kaoru: Again!? We need to talk about this. No matter how you look at this, it’s too lucky.

Rei: Well, considering HiMERU-kun’s good fortune today, this is most appropriate….

Niki: ? HiMERU-kun’s good fortune?

Now I’m thinking ‘bout it, why are you two with HiMERU-kun? It’s a weird group of people, right?

Rei: Kukuku. It’s a long story, but do you want to hear it?

Niki: Nah, I’m busy eating so keep it short please.

HiMERU: —HiMERU will explain. It’s not that much of a big deal but…

Time: A few minutes later

Niki: Eeh, did that all really happen?

But I get why HiMERU-kun went into town. It would definitely be bad if I got caught by Rinne-kun too.

Kaoru: Is he really as bad as you say he is?

‘Cos high schoolers can’t go in pachinko parlours, and can’t buy betting tickets since they’re under 20…There’s more restrictions I’m not thinking of right now.

Niki: People’ll use any means possible to get their hands on some.

HiMERU: And Amagi is one of them.

Niki: I’m sure he’d prance around and exploit every drop of HiMERU-kun’s luck!

Rei: I shouldn’t comment on another person's business but…

Niki: Nahaha. Rinne-kun might have just sneezed somewhere since we’re talkin’ about him~.

HiMERU: …Shiina. You don’t have to share out the coupons. You can have them all.

Niki: EeeH, why!? Do you not want unlimited fries, HiMERU-kun?!?

HiMERU: HiMERU is concerned about carbs and calories. He would be happier if Shiina ate them.

Niki: Thank you sooooo much… But HiMERU-kun, you don’t look particularly happy for winning all these things.

So many good things have happened, and you’re not even the slightest bit excited.

Kaoru: That’s right~. HiMERU-kun, you’ve always been chill.

Niki: If I was told “you’re the 5 millionth customer!”, I’d be happy and I’d say “are you being serious?!?”

If you don’t do what I would do, I’d think you’d at least be happy that people are saying “congrats!” and celebrating you.

And the best thing is these free coupons! Just thinking about those unlimited fries is making my heart go completely crazy!

HiMERU: —If that pleases Shiina, HiMERU is happy.

Niki: …Why’d you say HiMERU is happy instead of HiMERU is also happy. I want HiMERU-kun to be happy too.

HiMERU-kun, why isn’t your heart beating crazy fast?

Kaoru: …I thought it was weird too but when I asked him that he didn’t give me an answer.

Rei: Yes, it was a short while ago, before we met Shiina-kun. It’s because he hasn’t received the good fortune that he wanted…or something like that.

Niki: What kinda friggin’ good luck is it that you want, HiMERU-kun?

HiMERU: ...

–Allow HiMERU to give some examples.

Suppose a day like today, HiMERU finds a hat he likes. Or perhaps comes across some delicious coffee.

Rei + Kaoru: ?

HiMERU: For good things like that, HiMERU will be pleased as Shiina said…HiMERU shall feel happy.

However, that’s because HiMERU regularly collects hats and often drinks coffee.

Because that’s what he likes. A good hat and delicious coffee.

What HiMERU means by luck is not “you’ve encountered something good.” HiMERU’s interests and preferences are what pleases him.

Niki: …Yeah? So what you’re saying is that if someone who doesn’t really like spicy food got told they could go to an all-you-can-eat super spicy buffet, they wouldn’t be happy?

So like, just because you’ve got a full belly doesn’t mean you’re happy?

HiMERU: …Fufu. A very Shiina-like comparison to make, but you’re not necessarily incorrect.

If HiMERU had been met by good fortune simply by chance, he may have felt that he was lucky…

But there is not enough time for an event like that to happen, one where it would be lucky to HiMERU.

The day that HiMERU is met with great fortune could be today.

Kaoru: …I hadn’t thought of it that way before. Even though HiMERU-kun is supposed to be younger than us, he thinks like an adult.

Though I was just coming along for the trip, I made you tense, so sorry? I was probably irritating.

HiMERU: Please don’t think like that. HiMERU is glad everyone was happy for him. He didn’t exactly create an exciting atmosphere.

—Furthermore, even though HiMERU wasn’t met with good fortune, he supposes it wasn’t all bad.

Rei: Oh really now?

HiMERU: There were moments where HiMERU’s senpais appeared happy and that they were having fun. HiMERU was also able to make Shiina happy.

Wherever HiMERU went, there were people there celebrating him. Everyone had smiles on their faces.

Being able to make people smile is what makes the idol HiMERU happy.

Rei: Kukuku…What a skillful way you’ve brought this conversation to a close, hm?

After all this, I’m still not sure what good luck means to HiMERU-kun.

It’s nice to hear that what makes him as an idol happy is the smiles of the people around him. ♪

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#ensemble stars #enstars #lucky scramble scout #HiMERU #rei sakuma #kaoru hakaze #niki shiina

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iluvmatt · 1 year

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i have so much to say about my day yesterday. my day, honestly, started off pretty bad, due to the fact that my anxiety was worse than ever. i managed, i survived the morning and got on the road to pittsburgh.

when i arrived at the venue, i got in the proper line for small talk group a, which took forever when it came to being allowed inside, but it steadied up. i waited at the desk to get merch first due to the fact that i knew people were going to be crowded there at the end of the show, but my place in line was still the same even after, so i was so fucking happy.

i waited in line and when i was the next person, i turned my head at the corner and saw chris standing there— one of the most beautiful people i have ever seen from afar. i felt my heart fall, i couldn’t breathe at all.

i walked up to chris and he asked how i was, where i told him i was good, just very anxious. then i asked him how he was in return and he said great, he said that he felt incredible. his hug was so sweet and tender due to the fact that he saw me shaking and knew i was anxious. we took a picture, this time me taking it although i was shaking so bad. i told him how long i’ve been watching them—, that i have seen them reach 25k and i have now watched them hit 4mil. chris smiled so big at me and told me he was so happy that i was there after waiting so long to meet them. i nodded my head to him and told him that i’m so lucky and when it was called for us to switch, he repeated “25k!” and waved me off. i love this boy so fucking much.

now matt, i walked up to him and collapsed in his arms with a hug. it was the sweetest hug, and i looked at him and said “i love you so much,” and i couldn’t form any words. when i say that when i had to leave chris and saw matt lock eyes with me and smile, my heart fell to my ass. back to what i was saying, matt looked at me and said “thank you,” where he then replied while signing my picture, “i love you too!” my heart. i literally felt my heart give up. i asked him to hold my phone when we took our selfies due to the fact that i was shaking so badly and he told me that i was okay, he said “it’s alright, you’re doing fine.” he tried to calm me down during that moment, and although the rest is a blur, his eye contact never faded. this boy is so fucking good at listening to everything you have to say. he truly has the most beautiful heart and i’m so blessed. he truly tried to calm me down, just as nick and chris, and he was so patient. i have chills.

nick. nick made me cry my eyes out. it was about to happen with matt, yet, somehow, the shock of meeting them held my tears back. i walked up to nick, and he welcomed me with the most genuine hug i’ve ever received. he squeezed me within his arms, as he could also tell i was shaking, and he rubbed my back. he told me that i was okay as well. he’s so fucking sweet, i cannot. i started to cry a bit, but i tried to converse with him the best i could. asking him how tour was, how much he liked it, and just how he was in general. when we took my selfies, again, i asked if he could hold my phone due to the fact that i was so insanely anxious and he said “of course!” and he leaned his head against mine. nick is truly the most genuine, loving and intimate person i have ever met. i walked away from him crying, walking down the stairs and to the line for the meet and greet, afraid i may have embarrassed myself due to the parts that are a blur to me.

now, i also had front of the line tickets for the meet and greet. i ended up being the very first person to do meet and greets at the show, which had me sick. i have pictures on my phone of me freaking out, and i couldn’t believe it. i was going to be their first meet and greet of the day when i just saw them thirty minutes earlier. i couldn’t breathe at all. i couldn’t even think of a pose to do because i was so terrified of taking up too much time since i was the first person of the day.

when i was called back, after talking to the guy that was working at the theatre because they could not get my sisters—who tagged along with me to the event— inside and after i was talking to the group of people behind me (due to the fact that i was overthinking and freaking out), i walked in to chris with his arms wide open. he said, “hi again!” which made me want to fucking crawl into a hole. next was nick, who said, “nice to see you again!” giving me another hug, another squeeze. then, i walked up to matt where he said hi with a big smile and he hugged me a little longer than before during my small talk. i just stood between nick and matt, not doing anything for a pose due to the fact that all common sense and any knowledge i had prior to walking in onto the carpet had escaped my brain.

since i was first, i got to the stage and was first; at the very front. i brought my sisters with me and they were farther behind in the lines, clear outside and away from me. i had sent them their tickets for general admission, but the front desk wouldn’t let them use what i sent them— they needed to see my actual phone— so as the area was packing up, i had to move and wait for my sisters to get inside the door. i genuinely wanted to cry, because i had such a good spot for us, but they also had front of the line tickets too and nobody would let them inside the building due to the other people in front. although they scanned their tickets and already knew. i was so upset, i was genuinely so pissed off. especially since i was the very first person at the stage, especially since i could have had my sisters with me for my photo and everything. my heart was broken.

i asked someone who i was talking to throughout the evening to save my spot, which they did for only a minute and then let their new group of friends stand there, and as i wanted to endure the concert with my sisters, i waited for them to finish their meet and greet things although they were now the last twenty for the earlier time meet and greet. i walked us over to my spot, and it was already too crowded. i went to talk to jon and he was so fucking understanding, he told me where to stand to get the most interactions and i was so happy. i walked over there once my sisters were finished and we went to the right side of the stage where the speakers were heavily located.

my twin sister has a sensory disorder so if she feels the vibrations of music too close, she will slip into a breakdown. we were getting comfortable, and although we could not really see anything, we were so happy. until the music began to boom and she started shaking.

we moved to the back a little, surrounded by a bunch of tall people and people pushing, but we still managed and had the most beautiful time.

i’m absolutely heartbroken that i had to move due to the venue not accepting my sisters tickets from their phones and the fact that the speakers were making my sister freak out, but other than that— i truly had the most beautiful night. i dance and screamed the night away with my two favorite people inside the same building as my three favorite people. although the concert didn’t go as it should have, nor the meet and greet, i truly had an amazing time. i cannot imagine my life without these boys. i mean it.

i love them so fucking much.

#matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets

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taylorswiftstylequestions · 1 year

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Hi Sarah. I hope you’re doing okay. I sent in a very excited message about getting tickets easily, and I just wanted to say that I hope you had genuinely had space to respond with the warmth that you did — I’m sure you were grieving your own difficulties with getting tickets. It never occurred to me that you wouldn’t have because, duh, you’re literally the most deserving person AND most deserving Swiftie. Sending warmth back <3

Aw friend this is really kind. I want to emphasize that I am genuinely still so happy for all the deserving people who huffed it out in those queues and managed to snag tickets. I want you all to have the absolute best most magical time at this tour because you deserve it and you should feel no shame in the gratitude you feel for having tickets when other people were not so lucky.

I would in fact encourage you to say let this be a lesson in empathy and humility - for those who aren't as fortunate. And ALSO in celebration and in living life to its fullest.

I want you to DANCE YOUR ABSOLUTE HEART OUT at that show and scream those words and cry the biggest tears during the acoustic sets because you deserve to be there and you deserve to enjoy that experience with your whole body and heart. And I MEAN THAT. Like take the moment when you're there to consider and remember how lucky you are to get to experience that.

And then fucking experience it.

#and not to be a grandma but like EXPERIENCE IT with your eyeballs and your ears and your senses and your entire being please don't experienc #*experience it just through the screen of your phone trying to capture the entire concert #like please i beg of you be in that moment and BE THERE to witness the magic

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potato-jem · 2 years

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Hi Nero!! <3

how are you doing honey?? i’ve been mia for a few days because i was on a very last minute trip!! i went to see louis tomlinson singing in a freaking greek theatre in sicily!!!

i honestly still can’t believe it, between my obsession for greek mythology and culture and my love for louis i can’t believe i really was lucky enough to see him sing in a place like that. the place was the teatro antico in taormina and it was so intimate and beautiful!! and i literally found the ticket like a week ago!!

all the dates here in italy went sold out months ago but a week ago i was just casually checking the ticket website and someone was reselling their ticket so in like 20 minutes i had a whole trip to sicily booked and a concert ticket!! i don’t even know how i managed, i literally stayed there 48 hours and then stayed on a bus for 15 hours to go back home, which was horrible, but it was so worth it

this was the venue, and i mean, isn’t it breathtaking??

now i’m gonna stop annoying you with this concert, i was just so so happy to be there, it meant the world to me!! i always feel at home at louis’ concerts <3

anyway now i’m back home and i feel really old because i need like a week to recover for all this back pain i have because of jumping around all night and sleeping on a bus for 10 hours 😂

how are you nero?? catch me up on anything i missed in these few days!!

also, in regards to our last letter, i just want to say that that tattoo artist who had heartstopper tattoos is my new hero and i just want to fly to australia to get a tattoo there!! also say hello to the strawberry cow for me, i’ve missed him!! <3

i’m hugging you real tight and giving you a forehead kiss <3

hello cece!!!

i do remember you mentioning you had a last minute trip booked, but you didn’t say it was for a louis tomlinson!!

the venue is beautiful, oh my god. my jaw is on the floor! it is so so so stunning!! i’m glad you had an amazing time (horrible bus rides are worth the happy memories) it sounds like it was meant to be! and don’t ever feel bad about annoying me about anything, i would read paragraphs and paragraphs about anything you are passionate about <3

yes, please rest. your body needs to recover after all that jumping around. you need to balance the fun with some chill time

i am doing alright!! i have seven days of work in a row (boo!), but i have my trip next week that i was telling you about! (yay!) i finished all my midsemester essays, and i was surprised at how well i did them (despite the fact i did them the day they were due, i am never doing that again)

i went to the bookstore and found a book i didn’t even think i would ever find here, AND IT WAS THE LAST COPY! i snatched it before my friend even knew what i gasped at. and i also visited my friend at his job! he works in a cute little bubble tea place and he made me a drink, which made my day! other than that, i have been trying to relax in between shifts and planning out where i want to go on my trip!! i will obviously tell you all about it

he really is super cool, i’m definitely booking with him at one point!! and terry the berry cow says hello and is giving you a hug! please say hi to simba for me!!! <3

i’m sending tight hugs and a forehead kiss <33

#nero attempts to socialise #i saw your little url pop up on my watch at work and i was like :o #i think i confused a few people but that’s okay #cece my beloved!!!

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maybege · 1 year

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Hi, May! How are you?

It’s been a hectic couple weeks, but I finally wrote the exam that I’ve been studying for on Monday! I think it went well? I was definitely lucky, cause we got to choose one of three questions to write an essay about and there was one question I could actually answer quite confidently. Which was great cause the other two questions were literally about the topics I liked least!

There’s still a lot going on with work and uni, but everything seems to be going really well and I even got invitation to our work Christmas party which I’m already excited about.

Also, remember how I booked an entire trip to London to see Dan Howell‘s stage show? Well, I somehow managed to get another ticket to a show in Amsterdam and one in Frankfurt, so I guess I’m gonna have another trip in February! Luckily the shows are just two days apart, so I can just travel by train! From a financial perspective, probably not my smartest decision. But on the other hand, the show just makes me really happy and motivated, and I’d rather travel to loads of places while I’m still a student before things like a full time job, etc., make it more difficult

And yeah, that was a lot, but I’ve been meaning to ask you how you’re currently doing for a while. And quite honestly, I also just like talking to you 🧡

Hellooo! Whenever I see the “Hi May! How are you?” I feel like I got a letter from a friend far away and it makes my day 🥰

I’m so happy to hear the exam went well! I love moments like these where the exam questions work out perfectly lol

And oohhh a Christmas party! How fun!

I do! And what a way to look forward to the new year 😌👌 I absolutely agree, the time you’re in college is the best to travel because you can go basically whenever and wherever you want to without having to hope for vacation days from work or being limited by them 😁 Also the happiness you get from traveling is not something that can be measured in money 🥺

I enjoy talking to you too! Life has been busy as has been work but I’m trying to slowly but surely work on my thesis so I can finish it this year. October passed so quickly and now it’s already November 😂💀 That and I am deep back on my LOTR bullshit and I’m so excited for when my extended editions arrive 🥺

#may answers #nice things

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moemoemammon · 3 years

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Following that "least favorite" request could we get their reactions to being to told that they're their favorite, but to not tell the other brothers so their feelings don't get hurt? Maybe because they relate to them the most or just get along really well. Thanks!

You're My Favorite! But Don't Tell the Others-

(Feat. GN!MC and the Demon Bros)

✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦

Lucifer

There are no words to explain the overwhelming satisfaction ion Lucifer’s face after you tell him that. Of course, it’s only natural that he would be your favorite, all things considered.

The Avatar of Pride won’t ever forget this moment. He carefully considers your words and agrees not to tell anyone, as much as he’d love to bring it up, because he knows more than anyone what kind of chaos would ensue should the others (especially Mammon) find out.

But they can tell something’s up when the eldest has been heard humming all day. He moves about the house with even more grace than usual, and hasn’t scowled even once.

But the REAL shocker was when Mammon tried hiding a bill right as Lucifer walked in... and the eldest let him off with a warning. A WARNING! The brothers thought the Devildom must’ve frozen over, but you and he knew different.

“MC, I would like you to accompany me to Le Pluvier this afternoon, once you've finished your studies. I've already made reservations, so be sure to get ready on time. I've made sure to consider the things you might like to eat, so I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself. Don't be late." "...I'm grinning? I don't know what you're talking about."

Mammon

The gigantic grin on Mammon’s face is so bright, it could rival the sun. You’ve seriously made his day. No, his year. Actually, he’s pretty sure he could ride this high for the next millennia! There’s nothing in this world that could dampen his spirits right now!

He feels like he just won big at the casino! Of course he’s your favorite! He WAS your first demon, and now he’s gone and claimed his rightful spot as your number one! Good luck trying to keep him from saying anything. Mammon’s gonna throw it around in everyone’s faces for as long as he can milk it.

And you thought he was clingy before, just wait till you see how he treats you after hearing that. Despite always calling you his ‘servant’ or his ‘human’, you’d think your roles were reversed. Mammon spoils you every chance he gets, buying you clothes and trinkets, filling the spaces in your room with the things he knows you like, monopolizing you completely until nearly everything you own is a gift from him.

Your words also help soothe that jealousy of his a little. Only a little, though. It’s easier to watch you talk to other demons when he knows he’ll always be your first man.

“Didja really have to stay after class that long? I know you were talkin' to that demon that lent you a book, but you outta ask ME for stuff! Tch... you're lucky I'm in a good mood today! But I guess I don't have to worry about some low level demon like that, seein' as I'm your favorite!"

Levi

Wait wait wait....Come again? Did you seriously just say what he think you said..? That had to be a mistake! Some kind of...uh..verbal typo! Because there’s absolutely, positively, NO WAY in all of the nine layers that he could be your favorite demon. And yet you still insist that you’re telling the truth, and Levi feels like he’s died and gone to heaven.

Red faced and stammering up a storm, Levi looks like he might die. Is it really okay for a shut-in otaku to feel this giddy? Seriously, he hasn’t felt like this since he got his hands on a signed copy of a Ruri Hana audio drama! No no, this definitely beats that!

You’ve managed to inflate his nearly nonexistent ego, and now he feels like there’s nothing he can’t do! Maybe he could even go to Majolish right now?? THAT’S how good he’s feeling!

Almost as bad as Mammon in keeping it a secret. He doesn’t tell anyone right away, but they’re suspicious when they notice how much time he’s spending out of his room. And then when he and Mammon get in another petty argument, he drops the bomb that he’s your favorite demon in the entire Devildom, and you can guess how things go from there.

“Uuuoooo...!!!!! I've decided..! Since I've got a serious stat buff, I'm going to open a booth at the next convention coming up..! I'll sell my Ruri-chan fan art and spread her influence all over the Devildom! I'd never have the guts to do it normally, but I feel like I could do anything right now! Y-you'll go too, won't you MC?"

Satan

You nearly made this man spit tea all over his book, and now he’s coughing and spluttering and trying to figure out what could’ve prompted what he’s taking as a confession. You.. do realize what you’re saying, don’t you? And you know the kind of effect your words have on him?

Satan isn’t the type that wears his heart on his sleeve, so you have to look for his subtle expressions to tell how he’s feeling. But there’s nothing subtle about the redness of his ears and how he’s begging you not to look at him right now. For the sake of his sanity, give him a minute to recoup.

When he does recover, he agrees to keep it a secret for obvious reasons. And it’s hard to tell that he’s in a good mood, other than the fact that he hasn’t tried to pull any pranks on Lucifer lately. But Asmo sees all, and literally hounds him into spilling the tea.

He tells him a lie of course, but now the other brothers are noticing just how happy he is. Satan's smiling way too much today, isn't he? And he didn't even get mad when Beel got whipped cream on his jacket! Well, not THAT mad, anyway.

"Haaah... everyone's been harassing me all day, claiming I'm smiling a lot. I'm sure I look the same as I always do, but I'll admit that I've been happy ever since you told me that this morning. Wait.. you did think I've been grinning too, do you? I have??"

Asmo

Asmo always jokes about being your favorite and announces it as if the two of you are married, but when you actually confirm that his longing for you isn’t one sided, he ends up smearing lip balm across his cheek in shock. Did you... really say that just now? He knew it all along, but hearing it like that is just...!

Ooooh, he’s so happy he can hardly contain himself! Asmo throws his arms around you, peppering your face in kisses until you feel sticky from lip balm, wipes your face clean, then marks it up all over again. Good luck getting rid of him, because he might never let go.

Immediately posts it to Devilgram. Did you really think he’d let such a momentous occasion go unannounced? You must not have been paying attention to the kind of person he is! Asmo would put you on a pedestal in front of the world like a precious jewel if he were able, but this’ll have to do. He won’t hide his love at all!

Of course, the others don’t take too kindly to it, not that he cares. He never leaves your side, pampers you like crazy, and has even attempted to get you to move into his room. Lucifer put an immediate stop to that, though. Boo...

“I just can't get enough of you, MC! Just being near you gets me so excited that I can hardly stand it! You'll take responsibility for what you're doing to me, won't you? And in exchange, I'll take my time showing you just how much I love you. After all, you're my favorite, too!"

Beel

Beel never has a problem with choking while he eats, and it comes as naturally as breathing. Unfortunately neither of that applies right now, since you just made him choke on a meatball sub.

He usually takes your words with quiet acceptance, but this might be the most emotion you've ever witness from the stoic demon. His eyes are wider than that time that laid on an entire gingerbread mansion, sparkling up with such deep emotion you wouldn't be surprised if he cried. Instead he softens up and immediately embraces you.

...And doesn't let go. Sandwich long forgotten, he's been carrying you around all day, and ignoring any questions or protests from his brothers. Also insists on feeding you throughout the day. The food tastes better when he can enjoy it with you, so why not just bring you everywhere?

When he isn't carrying you, he's following you around subconsciously, either close up against you like a protective wall, or just far enough that you're within his line of sight. As far as not telling anyone, he... tells Belphie immediately. It was an accident though, since there's not much he keeps from his twin.

"MC, I won a meal ticket for Godevil Chocolatier. Let's get something for dessert today. Ah, you can get as much as you want, too. I really want to see what things you choose. They might become my favorites."

Belphie

There's nothing in this world that can wake Belphegor from his sleep, unless he allows it. No loud noises, no amount of shaking or smacking, and not even dragging him around the house. But the moment you whisper that he's your favorite demon, the Avatar of Sloth is wide awake.

Hey, you're not just saying weird things to get a reaction, are you? Because if so, this is a new level of cruel. Yet you confirm that you mean it and swear him into secrecy, and Belphie tries his best not to show how happy he is. A smile keeps creeping up on his face that he struggles to force down. It's annoying...

As funny as it’d be to tell everyone the news, he's good at keeping secrets. Instead, you've noticed that he's been sleeping a little less that before. When he does take one of his hundreds of naps, he finds some way to be closer to you. He's even been seen sleepwalking to your exact location somehow-

It's hard for him to believe that you're not teasing, though. How could HE be your favorite demon here? Belphie doesn't do anything special to win you over, yet after everything he put you through, you like him enough to deep him your favorite?

"You're weird, MC. I mean... me? I won't deny that I'm really happy though, but I guess I'm in disbelief. You should spoil me even more until I believe you. Lend me your lap for a few hours, okay?" "...I wonder what Lucifer would think if I told him, heheh."

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mercur1e · 3 years

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Helllooooo

Soo I just saw you're headcannons are literally 💞💞

It's lowkey the only thing keeping me safe and alive ✋😌......soooooo can I request Gom + kuroko and kagami (if it's to much you can just doo Aomine, Kise and Midorima and akashi)where they accidentally hurt their s/o feelings pleaaseeeeee..... I need some angst but please end it in fluff (cuz i lowkey cannot handle it)

Please take care of yourself, your health always comes first, I love youuuu ❤❤❤

Ofc love! I hope you're doing well and I love you too :) <333

Akashi

He disregarded your hard work :(

You're trying to start your own small business and you're having a little trouble, which is not unusual that happens sometimes!

You were having trouble hiring employees and you were talking to him about it, and he was in a bad mood prior to you approaching him

"You're not going anywhere with this. It would just be better to give up on it. You're not going to make it that far even if you do succeed. And can you leave? I'm busy and all you're doing is acting as a distraction."

You just froze, you couldn't believe what he had just said

Not only did he know how much work you were putting in, he also knew how excited you were for the future of your shop too

You didn't even say anything, you just froze with shock, hurt, and surprise and stomped out of his office

You left the house, you needed some time to cool off and cry

It took Akashi a second to realize what he had said and how hurtful his words were, so he started looking all over for you in the house. He goes into the garage to see your car is gone and he assumes the worst.

You don't pick up the phone when he calls you or answer his texts, opting to turn it off after the fifth call.

You stay by your best friend for the night and they comforted you and told you he probably didn't mean it, and that you can stay as long as you need

After you leave from by your friends place you go to your favorite cafe for some breakfast

And guess who's there, Akashi.

You turn around and walk out because you were honestly not ready to deal with him just yet and it was too early in the morning for all that

He catches you on the way out and apologizes :)

"Love, I apologize for what I said yesterday. It was inconsiderate, hurtful, and wrong. You've been working so hard on your business and you're doing your best to make it happen. I was in a bad mood yesterday and I dont know what came over me. Will you forgive me?"

Looking you in the eye as he spoke every word, holding your hands and rubbing them, you know he was truly sorry and wants to fix what he did.

"I forgive you Sei, but what you said was really hurtful. You know how much this means to me and how much work I've been putting in. But I do forgive you."

He takes you out to eat at your favorite restaurant and watch a movie afterwards back at home, kisses you tons and holds you in his arms when you fall asleep.

He also puts in a good word with his work associates about your business and you gain more employees and popularity! But unless you want to do it completely on your own he's there supporting you every step of the way and giving you advice :)

Midorima

He acts like your affection is kryptonite, even though you're not a clingy or overly-affectionate person

You guys had been together for about 3-4 months

He always brushes you off even at the most simplest acts of affections, you're starting to really question if he even wants to be together.

Well this particular time he embarrassed you in front of the team :/

There was a break in between practice and you went to give him his water bottle and give him a hug

"Hey Shin he's your water bottle, don't work yourself too hard okay?"

After that you went in for a quick hug but he held a hand against your chest and glared at you

"Why are you always so clingy? You're always on me and its annoying. Can you just leave me alone or leave?"

He said that right in the middle of the court, everyone's eyes were on you and you felt embarrassed.

"...alright."

That's all you after said you shoved the water bottle into his hand and walked out of the gym.

Takao was the one to call him out on his behavior and tell him that he was being rude and that he should apologize

Midorima took that advice and after practice, he went to find you and apologize, except you weren't anywhere he checked or thought you would be

You avoided him for 3 days straight until he arrived at your house unannounced

Your lucky item in his hand, he gives you a well deserved apology

"Y/N I- I'm sorry that I was being rude to you. There was no reason for me to act like that and I haven't been appreciating you like I should. That was rude of me and I hope you except my apology. Also- this is your uh lucky item."

He hands you a plushie :)

He gives you hugs and reassures you that he appreciates your affections despite him not being used to it!

He also got an extra lap at practice from Miyaji lol but he decided not to tell you that part

Kise

Is very busy and it's sometimes hard to make time for you :(

And you also couldn't show him affection in public or be around him because his fangirls would throw a hissy fit

He hasn't been answering his phone and he can't really get that close to you at school so you've been feeling left behind

When you finally managed to catch him, you said you wanted to go out and just catch up because you two haven't spent much time together and he agreed

However Kise forgot about the plans and you were waiting at the restaurant, alone.

You went home that night upset, tired, and wondering if you even want to be in a relationship anymore

You stopped texting him and talking to talk to him at school, not that you even had that much time to talk to him and school anyway

Kise had realised a whole day later that he had forgotten about the plans you two had made together

He took off from work the whole week, even though his manager was mad about it and went off to find you

He found you at a park after school and approached you with flowers in his hand

"Y/N baby I'm so sorry I forgot about our date. I can't imagine how you must've felt and to make up for it I called the whole week off! I'm really, really sorry that I havent had time for you. Do you forgive me?"

"Yeah, I forgive you Kise I'm just really hurt that you stood me up. You knew we hadn't spent alot of time together and I was really hoping to catch up with you that night. But I'm just happy you're here."

He takes you to a concert! Your favorite artist was in town and he bought tickets for the two of you!

The whole week was filled with fun, love, and lots of conversations :)

He promises to make more time for you and be there for you whenever he can!

He also posts you on his socials and shows you affection at school, showing his fangirls that he's not for them, but for you and they can go away of they don't like that

Aomine

You feel like he doesn't put any effort into the relationship

It's always you doing everything, it just gets tiring

He doesn't really make an effort to do anything, like plan dates, hang out, or just spend time together

He also uses basketball as an excuse to not hang out with you when you already know he's not at practice

Like if you want alone time man just say that

So you had planned a date for you two, nothing big just going to the movie theaters yk

He cancelled last minute, saying Imayoshi was forcing him to come to practice

It was a sunday, they don't have practice in sunday

You talked to Momoi as she is a close friend of yours too, about how you feel like you're the only one making an effort and that you feel like he doesn't want to spend time with you

She tells you to confront him about it, so you do

The next time Daiki comes to your house you ask him about it

"It just feels like I'm the only one putting work into the relationship and I feel like you're avoiding me. You make up excuses to not be with me and bail on me last minute...do you even want to be with me? And if you do want alone time just be upfront about it, don't give me terrible excuses or flake out on me."

Aomine honestly didn't know you felt that way

Now that he looks back at it, it has been mainly you doing most of the stuff in the relationship, and he can see why you feel like it's only you trying

"You're right, it has been mainly you doing stuff for both of us. I'm gonna start putting in more effort because it's time I do. I'm sorry that I've been making shitty excuses to not hang out with you, and cancelling all of a sudden. I'll be honest when I don't feel like going out and I'll spend more time with you."

He makes it up to you by taking you to a festival and going to see a movie with you

True to his word, he starts putting more effort into y'alls relationship and you two take turns planning dates

And if he doesn't feel like going out you guys have at home dates instead :)

I know this took a little longer than usual, I'm sorry for the little setback. Hopefully you like them! Thank you for requesting and feedback is appreciated! Love you <333

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yoongsisbae · 3 years

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Handshakes of a Lifetime - Chapter 1

This was a dream I had that was kind of driving me insane, so I had to write it down and get it out of my thoughts so you can go insane with me! This is my first time writing fanfic since I was fifteen and Harry Potter fanfic was a thing, so please be gentle with me. I have so many crazy and detailed dreams, so I might write other stories if this one is well received. Enjoy!

BTS Soulmate AU. Reader x ot7 eventually, this chapter is Jungkook focused.

Word Count: 2k

Trigger Warnings: There’s mention of blood, death, ANGST, sexy times, let me know if I missed anything since this is literally my first fic on tumblr and I actually have no idea what I’m doing. :D

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You're in line to meet your idols and you can’t believe it, your luck! When you first bought your concert tickets months ago you also managed to snag exclusive tickets to a fan touch event, one of the very few fan meets offered on their world tour. As large as their popularity has grown, they have only become more elusive, but now you get to meet them. You’re meeting BTS. Your entire body is buzzing from excitement and happiness, you feel so lucky!

You think of all the girls who would be dying to be in your position right now, crammed together with all the other lucky fans, taking in each other's excitement. Even if you don’t know the fans’ names around you, you feel close to them already, like you all share a common thread and you feel full of warmth.

As you trod along slowly, the door to the meeting room is getting closer and closer, basking you and those around you in warm light, and you think about all the internet comments people write about this kind of moment, “she must have saved a country in her past life to experience this.”

You’re finally at the front of the line, at the door frame behind a velvet rope. You can see each member standing in a line, a fan in front of them, shaking hands and girls whispering their affections briefly.

The boys are glowing, you’ve never been as close to them as you are now, and you’re about to be even closer, you’re about to shake their hand too. You’ve been rehearsing this moment in your head ever since you had confirmation the tickets were yours.

‘You can do this, y/n. This is your moment, you got this!’ You try to hype yourself up as you fix your hair and try to calm your nerves.

You realize your mouth hurts from smiling so wide, you can barely contain yourself. You try to take in each of them from your distance, all their tiny quirks and actions, as you wait for your turn. Now the staff is unlocking the rope for you and ushering you to the first member.

You think you might throw up with all the butterflies in your stomach and hope to God you don’t.

“Hello Army,” Jungkook says in English shyly, holding out his hand and giving you a bright smile. You meet his brown doe eyes and freeze ‘Don’t pass out, y/n.’ You extend your hand and-

The second your fingers wrap around his you feel like you’ve been pulled underwater. Everything around you goes dark and clouded except for the man in front of you.

And then you’re in a forest, you’re still holding his hand, but Jungkook’s running, pulling you along. He’s so fast, the muscles in your legs are burning and your feet ache. You feel each branch and twig jab your soles painfully, your slippers doing nothing to protect you from the rugged terrain. All you can see is a flurry of leaves and twigs as you try your best to dodge them in the moonlit forest. You hear the whines of dogs behind you and yells of angry men.

Jungkook’s grip on you is causing you to lose feeling in your fingers, but he doesn’t lessen his hold, and pulls you along even impossibly faster. You’ve never been more scared in your life, but the man in front of you doesn’t feel scary. Actually, Jungkook feels like safety, like protection. He feels like home. You do everything you can to keep yourself from tripping and falling and losing Jungkook forever. Now you can feel the fear of losing him wash over your entire being, like an ice cold shower. You both run and run and run and-

And you feel the sun’s warmth on your closed eyelids, Jungkook’s fluffy hair is tickling your cheeks. When you open your eyes, Jungkook is giving you a lazy smile. You can feel the rough fabric of a blanket beneath you both and the straw of the farmhouse beneath that. Jungkook is playing with your fingers as you lie across from each other, rolling each finger pad between his, “Hey beautiful.”

It’s so warm and quiet and still, you can’t help but smile back as he moves his face closer nudging your nose with his, bringing up his other hand to play with your hair. You feel his warm breath against your skin, breathing him in you close the gap between his lips and yours and everything is so warm.

The instruments in the ballroom play a fast melody, the crowd around you dancing in pairs, you are being spun around by your fiance but your attention is on someone else.

You see him out of the corner of your eye and you wish he’d come to you, and as if he heard your inner thoughts, he makes a beeline to you on the dance floor.

“You don’t mind if I cut in?” He shines a bright smile, addressing your dance partner, paying special attention to not give you too much recognition, and your body becomes jittery with excitement.

Your fiance looks irritated but his voice is calm, “of course,” and places your hand in Jungkook’s.

Jungkook pulls you along the dance floor, and your heart soars. His hand squeezes yours, thumb rubbing circles affectionately.

“You look beautiful this evening, as always.” he gazes down at you, stopping only briefly at your lips, an action you catch and your breath hitches.

“And you look as dashing as ever.” You say hushed enough for only him to hear, not brave enough to look him in the eyes.

He twirls you and dips you, and when you stand again he pulls you a bit closer to the length of his body. You laugh together and you feel like you are the only two people on the dance floor. He pulls your body all the more closer, he pulls you-

He pulls you through the forest. You’re drenched in a cold sweat, the howls of the hunting dogs are so loud they feel like they are right behind you, but you don’t dare look back, instead you look down at Jungkook’s bruising grip.

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He shudders and you feel like you’ve been shocked by electricity. The second you touch his hand you pull back fast and hard. The room’s attention is on both of you. Your breathing is heavy, the sound of leaves crunching plays in your memory. His eyes, his smile, his body swaying to the sweet melody of the string quartet against yours, it all replays again and again within your mind. Before you can make sense of it, he is reaching out to you again, gripping your hand and yanking you to him. You look up and Jungkook looks how you feel, frantic and anxious.

You’re back on the dance floor, laughing and twirling, happiness you’ve never felt before.

The two of you walk hand-in-hand on a gray beach during twilight, the mist and fog concealing you and Jungkook from the world. His words are gentle but pleading as he begs you to go away with him. You stay silent as you listen to the waves crash onto the rocks of the shoreline, you feel the waves of despair ripple in your heart, and you question which storm is more tumultuous, the air brewing around you or the storm of emotions thundering within your chest.

You know if you say yes, you’ll lose everything, but then, you’ll have him.

And you already know your answer, that you don’t love your fiance, someone your parents arranged for you to continue to live a cushioned, safe, and frankly boring existence. No, you love the man in front of you, with all the strength of a roaring current on a windy day.

His body is above yours, trapping you beneath his strong frame, he pulls away from your lips just long enough to pull his shirt over his head, and your lips connect together again. His hands trail down your body and down to grip at your thighs, pushing them more open for him. The straws of hay scratch against your back. You caress his cheek while you both catch your breath, and he leans into your touch. You love him. In that moment, you knew you’d never stop loving him, in this lifetime and forever after.

You cry out, your sobs wretched from deep within you, resounding your despair. Your fingers twist around the fabric of Jungkook’s shirt and you bury your head into his chest trying to breath in his scent, but instead you smell dirt and woods and the metal sting of blood. A desperate scream leaves your lips while Jungkook lays there broken, trying to call your name but can only gasp for breath, gurgling on the accumulating blood in the back of his throat as he chokes on it, his vision blurs and he can only hear your cries.

You want nothing more than to disappear from this place with him in your arms. The dogs are barking all around you, being shushed by the men circling your tired battered bodies.

“Take her back to the house,” commands the familiar voice of your fiance as you sob into Jungkook's chest. He looks down at you both, and then looks away disgusted, “You know what to do with the body.”

A large hand grabs your elbow and yanks you from Jungkook. You scream, both your hands envelope his left and you gather everything left in you to hold on.

But it’s not enough. You wail no at the top of your lungs, but he’s already so far away from you.

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Jungkook is visibly shaking now under the lights of the meeting room as you instantly yank your hand back again. The memory of your faint screams still reverberating in his ears. Your eyes are wide and staring at no particular spot on the ground trying to control your emotions.

You have a splitting headache, as you breath in you swear you can still smell dirt and rust around you.

It had felt so real, everything, but you know it’s not. You know you’re not covered in blood and dirt and grime but you still feel it surrounding you. You can hear the hushed whispers of other fans wondering why you two are acting so weirdly. Next to Jungkook, Jimin shakes the younger man's shoulder looking concerned. Among the musical instruments still playing in your head you hear a staff member tell you to move along, but you feel frozen in place. As your surroundings become clearer, you try to shake it off, whatever that was. A weird day dream? You take in a shaky breath and lift your heavy feet.

Jimin raises his eyebrow at you and looks briefly between you and Jungkook, who just stares at you like he’s seen a ghost, face pale and eyes glassy. Trying to salve the situation, Jimin turns on the charm, giving you a crescent eyed smile while reaching out his hand. Your shaky hand grabs his.

I'll stop it here, what you think is gonna happen once y/n touches Jimin hu huh? Let me know what you think! Did I mention this is my first fanfiction? Haha cries.

#bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #bts x reader #reader x bts #ot7 x reader #reader x ot7 #jungkook x reader #bts soulmate au #bts fantasy au #bts smut #bts fluff #bts angst #jungkook angst #idk what im doing #armywriterssupport

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jjungkookislife · 3 years

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Fic Recs 2020 Pt. 1

Seokjin

let’s get married [SMAU] @hangsangwithbts

Summary: seokjin has no intention of getting married, but after facing tremendous pressure from his family to finally settle down, he comes up with the brilliant idea to fake a marriage. the lucky bride just so happens to be you.

voice mail @joonary

summary: kim seokjin is best known around campus for his romance advisory podcast, voice mail, but to you, he’s just your lovable idiot of a best friend. but when he accidentally lets it slip that he’s fallen for one of your fellow peers, you can’t help but be a little bit curious (and quite frankly, a tad bit jealous).

Yoongi

cheers if you agree @out-of-jams

summary: If it weren’t for the fact that he didn’t know who you were or even how to get into contact with you, Yoongi wouldn’t be posting all over Weverse for anyone to see. Not that he thought anyone would be smart enough to put the pieces of the puzzle together with how many people responded to his posts anyway.

snake kisses @peekaboongi

summary: You are grossly unprepared for the snake hybrid that enters your life. Yoongi is quiet and sneaks around you but eventually, even the cold reptile warms up to you.

under construction [SMAU] @luffles424

summary: In which y/n is just trying to figure out what to do with her life with the help from her (un)helpful friends

Hoseok

going once, going twice, sold @bxebxee

summary: But the real reason anything at all started with Hoseok was something much simpler, and probably wholly unexpected - not that you ever planned on any of the other members of the MBA Society to find out.You leave your unlocked phone in his car before stumbling your way into your tiny, studio apartment. And he sees a twitter notification asking you for further discount on your panties.That is all it takes.

just practice @lamourche

summary: The second time you hook up with Jung Hoseok, he doesn’t remember the first time. You’re surprised. It was only a few weeks ago, and you were in a broom closet. That has to be different, right? (Well, not really, you’ll learn.)

game over @9uk

summary: your boyfriend has been gaming all day without paying much attention to you. that is until his friends on discord brings up the moaning noises in the background.

you’re my kryptonite @dovechim

summary: Superheroes are immortal, they are everything we are not. The Krypton are a race of superhumans sent down to Earth to protect humans, and they are the epitome of nobility and protection. You have always believed in their immortal, God-like powers, revered and admired them your entire life. Your wish for your very own superhero is granted when you meet Jung Hoseok, a Krypton with the most unique, powerful abilities you’ve ever seen.

Namjoon

first, do no harm @yandere-society

summary: Dr. Kim is well known as the most skilled heart surgeon in the hospital, but when you notice his mortality statistics seem skewered, you discover all is not what it seems. Now, Dr. Kim is offering you a choice: will you join him? Or become yet another broken heart beneath his scalpel?

internet friends [SMAU] @bts-celestials

summary: meeting through online, namjoon slowly starts to fall for the person who likes all the things he’s into. maybe having friends online is fun.

Jimin

reset @dovechim

summary: We are made of the pieces of what we remember, and we hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there are memories to call our own, there can be no true loss. But Park Jimin has no such privilege.

paparazzi (tw: flash banner) @chinkbihh

summary: What if the roles were reversed and it was Jimin who was the fan and you who was the idol? But what if he wasn’t just a casual fan, but an avid fan? Maybe even a sasaeng…

Taehyung

the morning after @softlyjiminie

summary: one night, full of passion, whispered promises and heated kisses. one morning, full of regret and unwanted memories. is a night with your ex enough to send you running back into the arms of the devil?

fake love @mygsii

summary: an arranged marriage between you and taehyung leaves behind feelings of bitterness and hatred. will your heart be able to survive, especially when you’ve loved him all your life, or will it fall apart with this marriage?

cheap skate @gukslut

summary: Who doesn’t know Taehyung and his lady? Cutest couple in town, I’d say, and have been since they started dating in their college days. Oh, that was a while ago, though. And still, they’re happy as can be in that place they have together. Almost hate seeing one without the other, y’know, it’s like seeing just one testi- oh, right, I’m not supposed to talk like that. Anyhoo, I only say that because I saw Taehyung at a jewelry store the other day while I was buying my sweet Jiminie his presents. Maybe that boy’s finally gonna pop the question, but I do hope he’s got a good plan for it. Something sweet and romantic. Maybe I’ll find out after Jiminie gets back from that cabin he’s visiting.

baby i @jiminsfault

summary: a one night stand with a stranger leads to so much more than just great sex

Jungkook

only for love [SMAU] @lysjeon

summary: for almost four years it had been just him and sarang, and he had no plans on changing the life they had become accustomed to any time soon, but of course y/n has to come and shake his world.

one time in your room @ubemango

summary: There are papers to write, and virgins to daydream about. (You can think about Jeongguk’s dick later.)

piss off your parents @littlemisskookie

summary: In an effort to piss off your parents you move in with their worst nightmare- a boy with tattoos, a rock band, and an irresistible charm.

departure @nomnomsik

summary: As a flight attendant for Korean Air, you’re scheduled for a thirteen-hour flight to Japan. However, things get intimate between you and your partner and co-pilot, Jeon Jungkook, when he realizes Park Jimin, the famous idol from Korea, broads the plane and blatantly flirts with you.

curiosity @hobidreams

summary: when innocent jungkook comes to you with a not-so-innocent question… you decide it’s easier to just demonstrate.

inkling @gguksgalaxy

summary: Jungkook is your brother’s boyfriend’s co-worker, they own a tattoo and piercing parlour. In other words, he’s tall, gorgeous, has his passion literally etched into his skin, looks incredibly good in a man-bun, and is semi-unattainable for you. Why? Well…you’re not entirely sure but him ditching right after a very heated make-out session sure isn’t a good sign. His extremely poor mood the next week sure isn’t either, but the only way to fix it is to face the beast head-on. Right?

j’aime @baepop

summary: You’re the newest hire at a local café and head barista Jeon Jungkook takes you under his wing.

pop goes the cherry @1oserjk

summary: jungkook comes back home to find you visiting as well, all grown up — in more ways than one.

skirt chasers @1kook

summary: “Baggy clothes are in, but you wouldn’t know that, Miss I Draw Inspiration From Catholic School Girls.”

kiss it better @jincherie

summary: When one goes to Kim Seokjin for advice, it’s almost guaranteed to never end well. This is something Jungkook learns quickly when he mistakenly follows treasured advice to ‘be smart’ and ‘use his assets’. He just did what he was told! Of course, the execution was a bit poor… and embarrassing. But hey, if rocking up to cheer practice in a skirt doesn’t woo your crush, what will?

pay by play @yoonia

camboy!au

deeply poisoned @xmagicxshopx

summary: Kiss me on the lips, a secret just between the two of us. Deeply poisoned by the jail of you. I cannot worship anyone but you and I knew the grail was poisoned but I drank it anyway.

speeding ticket @minstrophywife

summary: Caught speeding to get home in time, you find yourself pulled over by a very delicious cop. Perhaps you can talk your way out of the ticket.Or,“I’m afraid I’m going to have to do a cavity search ma’am.”

OT7/Multiple Members

buttercream @minniepetals

summary: you were always adorable in their eyes, sometimes a little too adorable.

dulce periculum @forgottenpasta

summary: Devious and devilish, your two new impish hybrids never miss a chance to torment you for your hopeless attraction to them, knowing exactly what they do to you. But is sly sexuality and enigmatic allure all there is to the tiger and wolf hybrid, or do the depths of their eyes hide something more for you? Part ½

tropicana @dragunjk

summary: groovy punch sippin

amaranthine @koyamuses

summary: As the sole owner of Nightshade, a quaint bed and breakfast on the outskirts of the city, you find pleasure in rising each morning to tend to your guests but behind closed doors and within the shadows, you are the covenant leader to a group of young vampires who have claimed you as their mate.More often than not, your day is brimming with a mix of daily chores and back door deals that ensure the survival of your covenant. However, everything changes when three werewolves come stumbling into your life, all three of them claiming it was your scent that drew them closer as the words true mate ring into the silence.

testosterone boys @kiwiscript

summary: A little end of the year party tradition gets taken too far.

operation love letters @ve1vetyoongi

summary: When every student on campus is going crazy about a survey that claims to make true love bloom, your best friend manages to convince you to join in on the fun — except you’re disappointed to find out that your results just seem to be lost causes. That is until a love letter from a mysterious secret admirer turns up and you find yourself on a mission to find the person behind the pen — but you quickly realise it’s going to be a lot harder than you initially thought when you have 7 possible bachelors to investigate, right? Operation: Love Letters a-go!

our princess @iridescentjin

summary: In your newly established poly relationship, you are intimate with both Taehyung and Seokjin at the same time for the first time.

#fic recs #fic recs 2020 #fic recs masterlist #jjungkookislife fic recs #jjungkookislife fic recs masterlist

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jiminrings · 3 years

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BALLOON ANIMAL ARTIST JK I JUST FEEL LIKE HE WOULD BE REALLY GOOD AT IT AND MAKE YOU A FLOWER THEN ASK YOU ON A DATE

baby i love u and your big sexy brain <3 welcome to waikiki meets hospital playlist dynamic ft. balloon artist!jk

“who’s a good baby? is it you? iS IT YOU????”

you’d be the first one to admit that you had an exhausting horrible night

being a nurse sUCKS the life out of you and as much as it’s fulfilling, you almost always feel the urge to admit yourself to the ER for being extremely fatigued

it’s all worth it!! it should be

after all, paying for a mansion in an exclusive village and sharing it with your friends doeS warrant some elbow grease

seokjin works in wall street and sometimes he comes home crying but it’s okay because you do have an expensive fridge that everyone worked overtime for <3

hoseok’s a veterinary assistant and is your trusty friend who always sends in pictures of the animals that come in to cheer you up while at work

namjoon’s a painter by passion and accountant by profession!! he does only come out with a few pieces at a time but mAN does it rake in the money

jimin’s a flight attendant and does everyone the pleasure of securing either free or discounted tickets, and bringing home unused airline towels to dry off the dishes!!

lastly, taehyung’s someone you can call a former trustfund baby or somewhat :O the last big chunk of money he spent from his fund was the downpayment and security deposit for this mansion!!!

it’s a long story and he’s currently all over the place but he’s finding regular jobs!! his latest gig was working at a high-end ice cream place but he immediately quit once he learned that he needed to put his back into it and not just scoop up ice cream like he did in his dreams :((

most importantly, taehyung has a baby :-)

he’s a dad!! a single one at that

it’s truly a LONG story but the bottomline is that he has nabi, his cutest little dumpling!! and he has all of you, his friends who didn’t hesitate to step up as nabi’s parents in a way too even if he didn’t ask any of you

you all love the chunky monkey so much that you’ve all taken the liberty to call him your baby at times and tae doesn’t even mind!! nabi’s so lucky (he hopes) to have him as a dad and his friends as his cool uncles and aunt

nevertheless, you indeed had a bad night working the night shift and came home to nabi’s birthday party just in time!! :D

he turned two years old at midnight and even if you weren’t physically present at the mansion like the guys were (they requested their leaves two months earlier) because of being understaffed, you were able to see him and tae blow out multiple cakes that each one bought him

seeing him giggle at your arms just by doing the bare minimum makes you full already <3

all your exhaustion is melted away because it’s your favorite toddler’s birthday party!! the party that you all insisted on shelling out for that made tae almost cry bc of how much you all love his son

“jimin i am not sewing your forehead up when you end up falling in the wrong angle,” you roll your eyes at him who’s currently doing backflips in the bouncy house that managed to fit in the mansion

“hoseok can!!” he yells back and backflips twice in a row, much to the actual children’s amusement and your worry

“i will NOT stitch you up! the thread i have is for the pregnant dogs only!!!”

everyone’s entertaining guests left and right, including taehyung who’s the dad of the little man of the hour :D

he keeps pointing at nabi who’s currently in your arms every ten seconds and it’s now your job to make him giggle every single time to wave at the people

“what do you want, monkey? do you want some ice cream? i won’t tell your dad,” you eagerly ask the wide-eyed baby in your arms, pointing at the ice cream cart that namjoon probably ordered

“no thank you!” nabi cutely aND politely declines, his head shaking no and his speech and pronunciation getting clearer day by day

most of the time though he says it like tHANK YEWWWW and you would immediately grin every time because it’s the cutest thing ever

“hmm, look at that!! face painting!! do you want some butterflies?”

you point at yet another station that you guess seokjin arranged, knowing that at some point into this party, he’d all drag you in here to get matching marks or something lol

nabi once again declines, his eyes searching around that makes you do the same on what you could do to entertain him

he has the same habit down like taehyung and loudly gASPS, pointing his finger and almost shrieking in excitement

“bawoo — balloon!!! balloon!!!”

it is now your life purpose to walk as fast as you could to this balloon station with nabi bouncing up and down your arm in excitement

jungkook’s having the time of his life here :D

normally he’s mostly called in the holiday season and occasionally at big birthday parties (the one where like two sides of the family share every baby’s first birthday party lmao) throughout the year!!

but he’s never had a client who requested him for a singular birthday party!! let alone at a hOUSE

ok maybe that was an understatement

he means a mansion

if he’s being quite honest, the mr. park jimin he spoke to on the phone sounded too kind that he just mistakened him for a party planner or something

he immediately said yes because he had no on-site bookings for that day, or even the week perhaps, and expected to stroll into a carnival in the middle of an executive village

aha :D jungkook is wrong :D

jimin met him by the front door wherein a lot of people are already crossing paths such as catering and not to mention the bouncy house you cAN’T miss, and just briefly touched in on the situation

“oh no, i’m not the dad, man — but thanks!! i’m his uncle. nabi’s dad is my friend, taehyung. and me and my friends, including taehyung, all live here. we’re all like family, basically.”

jungkook saw the other stations invited and he expected that his would have less children y’know?? bouncy house, ice cream station, facepainting, hotdog cart aND magic show???? yeah <3

but god is he wrong

the children are in a single-file line for hIM and his balloon artistry!!! the requests range from pretzels to pirate hats to chandeliers with the bulbs as smiley faces!!!

he’s managed to do all of them so far and he’s now made a decent dent on the line of children waiting for him

jungkook is a happy and content balloon artist :D

“EXCUSE ME! BIRTHDAY BOY COMING THROUGH!!”

oh my god what was that

you’re walking at full-speed and holler out, making sure to emphasize birthday boy because nuh-uh you and nabi will nOT line up for his own party <3 thank you very much

the children coo and the older kids coax the other ones to make way for the both of you to the front of the line, immediately plopping to a mini chair in front of the guy

“hiiii!!”

nabi drawls politely and waves his hand, making you do the same

“what a cute little thing,” the guy in front of you coos and it’s his voice that perhaps makes you melt a little, just seeing the top of his hair for now because he’s crouching down to be eye-level with nabi, “what can i do for you, little buddy?”

he toothily grins and straightens his posture, raising his eyes to look at who’s holding nabi in place and-

???????????????????

jungkook literally stops breathing for a second

“h-hi!! what can i do for you today?” jungkook squeaks, his eyes even more wide and curious to look at the prettiest girl he’s ever seen in his life

you’re sure that you were gonna stammer once you open your mouth so you don’t at all, instead focusing on nabi who’s on your lap

“what do you want, monkey?”

“nabi please! i want nABI!!! nabi nabi nabiiiiiiiiii-“

“yes. he wants nabi, please.”

jungkook nods fervently, his hands about to pluck ballons from his kit before he realizes to ask

“does he want his face? or like, his name? what colors do you want, bud?”

he’s not the least bit bothered at the choices in his head because you’re widening your eyes on what could this guy dO with just balloons, knowing to yourself that even pumping one is difficult work already

“oh! he wants nabi,” you clarify and jungkook tilts his head, mouth slightly agape at to what you’re trying to get at, “butterfly, i mean. nabi knows that his name means butterfly and he likes them a lot! don’t you, monkey?”

nabi nods so hard that it almost gives him a headache and jungkook wants to facepalm himself to the grave

“r-right! why didn’t i think of that?? because nabi means.... nabi....... right!! sorry, oh my god. o-oh! i meant oh my gosh. i uhm-...”

he’s a mess and he knows it, letting his hands take over and grab the same theme colors of blue and lavender from his bag to start on his work

kook tries not to lift his head up ever so often because you’d find him out instantly that he’s looking at you

so what he does instead is peer and coo at nabi every few seconds and tHEN look up at you because you also giggle whenever he giggles

he’s probably feeling pressure with the way your eyes are set on him too and what he’s doing that he pOPS a balloon right with his hands

“sorry, sorry! did i spook you?”

jungkook’s worried because he heard a collective gasp from the kids around him but his main priority is the birthday boy AND you

nabi’s shoulders rose and that’s about it

he shakes his head to himself, looking at you who’s carrying a curious gaze on your face that looks amused

“sorry. i-it’s just you’re so pretty and-“

he’s embarrassed himself in front of a pretty girl and her son and-

wait a second

the color just dRAINS from his face and he’s about to quit at the second

“oh my god i am so sorry. y-you must be nabi’s mother. you’re mr. taehyung’s-“

“friend!! i’m y/n, i’m just taehyung’s friend,” you interject quickly because you cannot believe that pretty boy called you pretty, and at the next breath thought you were taehyung’s wife, “and nabi’s my nephew. we’re all just friends who live together!! i have no boyfriend, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

...

....

yeah maybe you embarrassed yourself this time

you may have said too much information to the balloon artist but jungkook’s just staring at you fondly

and nabi’s switching his gaze between the two of you and claps his hands to snap the two of you out of it lmao

kook chuckles to himself and he cannot stop smiling, even when he’s tying the last balloon to nabi’s butterfly

“there you go, cutie. happy birthday!!” he hands nabi the hUGE butterfly he just made but the sheer difference of how big it is makes the toddler even more happy, hugging it to his chest

jungkook watches you pepper kisses on nabi’s cheeks and that launches him into quickly pulling out balloons while your eyes are deviated from him, hands twisting and turning like his wHOLE LIFE depended on it

“my name’s jungkook, by the way,” he calls you when you’re just about to stand up, smiling giddily at you, “thought you should know.”

cute :-)

before you could thank him, he extends his arm and your mind recognizes the familiar shape which makes you smile instantly

jungkook made you a flower balloon <3

“i think i’ll remember you, jungkook.”

you laugh as the only thing you can smell from it is latex, the huge flower staring at you right in the face

jungkook sheepishly blushes, pursing his lips in happiness

“i’m free whenever you’re free — f-for a date, y’know? just so you could remember me more.”

bonus: dilf taehyung has his own drabble!!

bonus bonus: bestie anon brought my attention to these tiktoks below and gAWD i’m so happy <3

first, second

#drabble nights #jungkook imagine #jungkook oneshot #jungkook oneshots #jungkook drabbles #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook au #jungkook scenario

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meltwonu · 3 years

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| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 | [CHAPTER 17]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, intercrural sex, lots ‘o teasing, dirty talk/the absolute tiniest bit of degradation, some cum play/cum eating, seungcheol having a kink for thighs/thigh highs 😳😗 welcome to the weekend my bbys!! I hope yall are having a good day/night!! Also again, another inbox roundup tomorrow(also an updates post)!! 💕 Might be a regular thing for the next 4-ish weeks ‘cause I have been so busy this month 😭 and I can’t believe there’s only 3 more chapters of CB left!! 😭😭 some bangers on the way tho LMAO 🤣 As always, thank you so much for the love and support!!💕💕 Have a great rest of your weekend and enjoy ch 17![cheol voice] seventeen right here 😌💕🍒

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Seungcheol doubles over in laughter, tears blurring his vision as his laughs turn into quiet wheezes.

“God, this is so embarrassing.” Seokmin mutters; cheeks burning crimson when he glances over to Jeongguk who shrugs back. “Maybe I really should quit…”

Jeongguk scoffs jokingly, “Maybe you shouldn’t have lied. No offense, but all the staff here probably have at least seen her before and you just so happened to lie to her actual boyfriend. That’s honestly really lucky if you ask me! You should buy a lotto ticket!” Seokmin whines back, shifting on his heels as he watches Seungcheol start to wipe the tears away.

“Hyung, can you please take this Edible Arrangements I got you so I can go ask Namjoon-hyung to fire me?” This only causes Seungcheol to laugh harder and this time, Jeongguk can’t help the giggle that bubbles past his tightly pursed lips.

“Please!” Seokmin begs, shaking the basket of skewered fruit at the older male. “I heard the diner across down is still hiring, I can still save the rest of my dignity if I leave now!”

Seungcheol shakes his head, eyelashes wet with tears when he takes the gift from Seokmin’s hands to place it on the countertop of the concession stand. “Hate to break it to you but she works there and one of the staff is also one of her regulars so I think your best bet is workin’ here. Embarrassment and all.”

“So, okay… But you’re not mad?”

Jeongguk peels the cellophane off of the basketed fruit, looking to Seungcheol for permission before he takes a skewer. “Go ahead. And no, I’m not mad. If anything I should apologize too, I shouldn’t have let you keep lying when I already knew. But also, to be fair, we weren’t really… official ‘til recently.” Seungcheol shoots the younger male a sheepish smile; cheeks a pretty pink of their own. “And it’s kinda been nice meeting you guys too. It’s great to know you’re not all weirdos.”

Seokmin laughs lightly, breathing a sigh of relief. “Okay, cool, ‘cause this place pays really well and I’d hate to stop working here and you guys are a lot cooler than the coworkers I had before.” He rolls his eyes jokingly, leaning up against the countertop as he picks off a strawberry from the basket.

“Don’t even get me started on this coworker I had at the last place. His name was Mingyu, I think? Suuuuuch a kissass. I had to move to manning the register at all times just so I could avoid him pickin’ his nose in the backroom and then pretending like he was doin’ shit.”

“Hey, Seungcheol-hyung?”

Seokmin’s inquisitive voice has Seungcheol turning; setting the rollerskates in his hand down onto the bench. “Yeah?”

“Do you think it’s weird that we’re, like, watching your girlfriend?” He tilts his head in thought, eyes blinking up to the ceiling. “I don’t want to overstep or something if it’s weird, y’know? I’ve been thinking about what Jeongguk said earlier...”

Seungcheol grins back at him, eyes twinking. He’d also thought about that before too, when he first found out that Jeongguk had also watched your streams.

“I don’t really mind ‘cause at the end of the day, it’s you watching me fucking my girlfriend.”

“Well, I’m glad he took it… well?” You giggle, tugging the white thigh high up your leg.

Seungcheol pulls off his shirt as he sits on the edge of the bed; tossing the wrinkled material onto the floor as he laughs under his breath.

“He did give me an Edible Arrangements while I laughed so hard I cried. I think he’s learned his lesson.”

xcaliburDK: good news, i didnt quit!!

chwenon: i was gonna say

chwenon: u literally started like last week

universe_WZ has donated $75

angelhan has donated $75

therealchan99 has donated $50

therealchan99: u look rly pretty in ur white set!!!

“Aww, thank you! It’s one of my favorites~ And ‘xcaliburDK’, I’m glad you didn’t quit!” You wink at the camera, giggling softly in Seungcheol’s lap as he peppers kisses along your shoulder.

A shiver runs up your spine at his gentle touches and you easily melt under his soft kisses and roaming fingertips. He ghosts them across your breasts, teasing you through the thin lace as you mewl and squirm against his cock that’s pressed firm against your ass. “A-ah, S--Seungcheol…”

tangerine_kwan: she looks so happy now that she can call ur name out lol

alphagyu97: now i cant pretend its me tho

gentleman_josh95: i mean i guess but are u even built like him

alphagyu97: well

Your body slowly starts to fill with warmth; soft stuttered breaths falling from your lips when he drags his fingers down your torso until they play with the hem of your panties. “M-more… tease me m-more…” He grins against your shoulder; hooking a finger around the waistband of your panties and tugging it away from you before letting it snap against your skin.

“‘Cheol!” Whining, your legs snap shut on impulse as you feel a gush of wetness soaking into your panties.

“Ah, ah, ah, part those legs, princess. Don’t make me have to punish you.”

kitty_junjun: no thats what the shibari stream is for right? Right? 😩

artist8hao: is that really happening bc i want to see it

alphagyu97: u guys should do it and think of it as like a rebrand of the channel ykwim

hoshi_tiger_xx: jdfkjhf like a grand re-opening under new management

therealchan99: what is this, a restaurant?

chwenon: u guys should come up with a new channel name too or sth

Seungcheol manages to read off a few of their comments; committing some to memory knowing that your eyes were still sealed shut as you focused on his soft touches.

He drags his fingers down further, humming when he can already feel how wet you were getting. “Hmm~ Already soaked through your pretty panties, baby~” Your head rolls back against his shoulder, nodding gently as you start to grind against the fingers that he uses to press into your clothed, wet folds.

“F-feels good w-when you, ah, t-tease me…”

Unbeknownst to you, Seungcheol smirks, eyes twinkling at the camera. “You really like it, huh? When I just touch you gently like this. Not enough to get you off but just enough to get you soaking wet until you’re begging for my cock.” He pauses; pressing a soft kiss to your skin. “I wanna try something with you, pretty baby~”

You gulp as you raise your head from his shoulder and he retracts his hands from your body as you shift your body and slightly turn to the side to face him.

Seungcheol’s eyes are blown wide with lust and you can already feel his cock throbbing against your lower back as he smiles dreamily at you.

“I think you’ll like it too.”

A stuttered moan falls from your lips as Seungcheol’s cock slides past your tightly clasped, yet shaky, thighs.

“O-oh, ‘Cheol, this--this is…” The words die on your tongue as your head falls forward and Seungcheol is quick to reprimand you, just as he draws his hips back.

“Baby, I want you to watch yourself on the screen. I want you to see your cute face while I tease your pretty body.” He moans; thrusting between your wet thighs as your hazy eyes peer at the laptop’s screen. Your lips are swollen and your pupils are blown wide when you catch yourself and you can see the head of Seungcheol’s cock only just breaching past your clamped thighs when he thrusts forward.

You let out a guttural moan, eyes rolling to the back of your head when he alternates between thrusting between your thighs and letting his cock slide against your soaked, panty-clad mound.

He hadn’t bothered to undress you at all, but you didn’t mind. The material of your panties only added onto the pleasure with every drag of his cock against you.

Seungcheol teases you even more; dragging his hands down to your thigh highs and letting his fingertips play right underneath the hems before pulling the material away from your thighs and letting them snap against your skin, much like he’d done with your panties.

“Ah, fuck, m-more! P-please…” He repeats the action a few more times, playing with the sheer fabric of your thigh highs before he draws his hips back. Except this time, when you expect him to thrust back between your legs, he wraps a hand around his cock instead, guiding himself until the head of his cock is rubbing up against the sheer fabric.

“Fuck, you’d look so pretty with cum all over your pretty thighs. I should cum all over your panties and your white ‘lil thigh highs and get them all soaked. Don’t you think they’d be cute? Sticking to you like a second skin? Translucent ‘n soaked through with my cum?” He laughs under his breath, watching through the laptop screen at the way you bite your lip and furrow your brows at the thought.

“I--I want t-that… I want S--Seungcheol t-to make, ngh, a m-mess…”

angelhan: i kno we say this all the time but can u upload some pics of that later

angelhan has donated $75

universe_WZ: seconded cuz thatd look so fuckin hot

universe_WZ has donated $50

alphagyu97 has donated $75

alphagyu97: fuck, like a lil angel covered in cum

Seungcheol teases you and himself at the same time; rubbing his cock against your fabric-clad thighs. He spreads precum onto the material, licking his lips when it already becomes translucent and sticks to your skin.

He positions his cock back between your thighs once he’s had his fill and quickly finds himself doubling his pace when he sees how wet you’re getting his cock without even having taken your panties off. “God, look at you. I don’t even need to fuck you to get you this wet. You just need to rub your ‘lil cunt against my cock and it’s enough for you, huh? I should make you sit on my lap, rub your pretty ‘lil pussy on my cock ‘til you’re cumming over and over again.”

“Ngh, yes! Fuck, Seungcheol! I--I can feel your c-cock throbbing between my l-legs… Please, please c-cum, mmh, all over my s-skin…”

“That’s right, baby. So fuckin’ desperate to be covered in it too. And always so fuckin’ pretty when you are.”

You let out a whimper as you try to focus on watching yourself just like Seungcheol had asked you to. Your lips are parted in soft breaths and you can’t seem to unfurrow your brows as Seungcheol chases his pleasure behind you.

angelhan: what if

angelhan: seungcheol in thigh highs lmao

universe_WZ: sub.cheol

sleepy_wonu: sub.cheol

universe_WZ: jinx

sleepy_wonu: fuck u

You lick your lips at the thought; although you knew Seungcheol would have a hard time relinquishing his dominating nature.

But your mind wanders as you continue to think about it; various images of Seungcheol tied up underneath you while you fucked yourself on his cock running through your mind. You let out a shaky moan, to which Seungcheol hums.

“What are you thinkin’ about, princess?”

“Um… ah, n-nothing…” He thrusts between your legs hard, making you jolt forward as you yelp.

“Princess...”

“I--ah! J-just thinking a-about… y-you tied up, ngh, to--to the bed and m-me fuh--fucking myself on your c-cock… ‘n me u-using, mmh, my toys o-on you...” Seungcheol smirks, pulling his cock from between your shaky thighs as he slightly pushes you over until you're on your back.

He spreads your legs as you look up at him and he’s quick to wrap a hand around his cock as he jerks himself off above you. “Oh, I bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you? I bet you’d be so cute trying to be the domme for a night.” Seungcheol teases.

You find yourself clenching around emptiness as you think of the possibilities. You definitely wanted to try it if Seungcheol was willing.

“Fuck, but first, gonna cover your pretty body with my cum.” He groans; thrusting up into his palm as he chases his high.

“C-cum all over me, Seungcheol…”

The donations and comments sound off in the back as you maintain eye contact with Seungcheol who’s brows furrow when he starts to feel himself about to cum. He scoots back a little; growling when his cock throbs in his grasp and he cums all over your, already, soaked panties.

You let out a moan when rivulets of cum hit your lower abdomen and you’re quick to reach down and scoop some up to bring to your mouth, smearing the warm substance against your puckered lips before licking it off. Whimpering, you dip your fingers into your mouth; this time pretending they were Seungcheol’s instead of your own.

He guides his cock until the head is aimed at your thighs; streaks of cum settling into the sheer material of your thigh highs. “God, you’re so damn pretty...” Groaning, he milks his cock for every drop of cum before he’s stopping to catch his breath.

“You came so much but I didn’t cum yet, ‘Cheol~” Pouting, you turn your head to the side to face the camera. “Tell him he has to make me cum now~”

kitty_junjun: well u heard the lady!!

hoshi_tiger_xx: make her cum and let her cream her cute lil panties even more

therealchan99: oh fuck yeah, get her off without fucking her cute cunt

Seungcheol leans over your body until the two of you are almost face to face, eyes twinkling with playfulness when you feel his sticky hand playing with your thigh highs again.

“D’you hear that? Let’s give them what they want, baby.”

The sounds of donations and comments once again get lost as Seungcheol finds himself on his knees between your legs.

“Ready?”

When you slide into bed after your camshow’s ended and Seungcheol has properly taken care of you, he’s quick to tug you into his chest.

The two of you let out soft sighs at the warmth that envelopes you both as you finally start to settle in for the night.

After a few minutes, Seungcheol clears his throat, catching you just before you drift off to sleep.

“This is so random but have you considered, I dunno, rebranding your channel… with me? I was thinking about it and kinda wanted your opinion...”

You blink up curiously at him, urging him to continue. “I mean, yeah, of course! I don’t really know where to start though since it’s always just been me. And to be honest, I wasn’t sure if you wanted to either so I never brought it up.” You snuggle into his warmth, yawning as the sleep threatens to take over.

“But let’s talk about it later, ‘cause ‘m tired now, ‘Cheol. You really didn’t have to make me cum twice…” You mumble, “I can still feel my legs shaking...”

His soft laugh reverberates in your chest and he’s quick to press a kiss against your hair as he tugs you in closer.

“It’s ‘cause I like to spoil you. And okay. I’ll remind you when you’re more conscious.”

“G’night, ‘Cheol...”

“Goodnight, baby.”

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mandoalorian · 3 years

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Return of the Jedi [Max Lord x gn!Reader]

Summary: You and Alistair are heartbroken when you find out opening week tickets for Return of the Jedi have sold out. So Maxwell calls an old friend and organises a special surprise for his little family.

Warnings: food mention

Word count: 2000>

Author’s note: I received a request to write a Maxwell Lord x neurodivergent!Reader from @smoldjarin . They provided me with so much information in regards to autism, stimming, hyperfixations and more. I had so much joy writing this and I hope you find joy in reading it too. I couldn’t have done this without Melissa. I just hope I done it justice. (PS— I wanted to include Melissa’s love for Star Wars in this. I think we all, as Pedro stans, love Star Wars).

Maxwell wanted to pull his hair out. He had no idea what you and Alistair were yapping on about, but, evidently, it was something you both felt very passionate about. He’d seen you enthusiastic like this before, sure, but this was the first time he’d ever seen Alistair so hyped up. His brown eyes were gleaming as he hopped up and down.

“He literally said ‘I am your father!’ you laughed and Alistair let out a long groan.

“Yeah but he’s the bad guy! And the bad guys always lie,” Alistair explained — and that statement alone was enough to make Maxwell frown. ‘The bad guys always lie’ ... Ironic, to say the least. But, Alistair did make an excellent point. “I don’t trust him.”

You giggled and pulled Alistair into your lap. You’d never found it easy, touching people and being so close to them, but Alistair has grown to be an exception. He was like a son to you.

“Well, I suppose all will be revealed next week.” you told the ebony haired boy, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

You and Alistair got along really well, and Maxwell couldn’t be more grateful, but it was the moments when you both babbled on about Star Wars that had him feeling the most clueless. Granted, he hadn’t found the chance to sit through the movies, but he wanted to because he knew how much it meant to you and his son.

He was also made blissfully aware that the third and final instalment of the trilogy was being released next week, because you and Ali couldn’t stop talking about it. Even in the moments when Alistair wasn’t there, you expressed your excitement to Maxwell. He found it endearing though. He loved it when you talked about your interests and current hyper-fixations. Which is why his heart broke when you read the Friday morning paper and found out all the tickets for opening week were sold out.

Max, despite having no interest in Star Wars, was devastated when he saw the look on your face. He especially didn’t want to be the person who had to break the bad news to Alistair.

“I was really looking forward to it.” You mumbled sadly, your eyes fixated on your cereal. You only had a little left to eat, but truthfully, you’d lost all appetite. These movies and this franchise meant the absolute world to you, and now no doubt you’d have the final movie spoiled for you at work or by the television.

“Oh darling,” Maxwell hummed, wrapping his strong arms around you and holding you tight. You relished in his warmth and found yourself getting lost in the comforting scent of his sweet musk cologne. “I know. And I’m sorry,” the silence between you both broke his heart. “Don’t worry honey, I’ll fix this.”

You weren’t sure how he could possibly fix this. There were simply no more seats available in the movie theatres. He couldn’t just spawn in more seats. What Maxwell Lord did have though, was power, influence and money— and when he put his mind to something, he was sure to get it done. You had never met anyone more determined than him.

He didn’t want to leave you that morning, but duty called and he had to go to work. You tried your hardest to push through the day, ignoring this morning’s revelation. You opted to meet up with a friend at the park, and got ice cream. But when you’re friend told you they’d got tickets, you couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. You deserved these tickets. It just wasn’t fair.

Maxwell was struggling to focus on his work too. He was running out of bright ideas, but he didn’t just want his statement from this morning to be another empty promise. He actually wanted to fix this. He’d do anything to make you and Alistair happy.

Then it struck him. If his life was a kids cartoon, an illuminated lightbulb would’ve popped above his head. He buzzed his assistant, Raquel, into his office.

“Mr. Lord?” she smiled, walking towards his pine wood desk. Maxwell combed his fingers through his golden locks of hair and looked up at the blonde girl.

“Do I know anyone who is in the uh— the new Star Wars movie?” He inquired.

Raquel was expecting some question about the latest oil numbers, or a request for more supplements — so to say she was taking aback by her boss’ query was an understatement.

She thought for a moment. “Well, Harrison Ford has been a long time investor for Black Gold. He attended last year’s charity gala. Do you remember?”

Of course Maxwell remembered. How could one forget about being in the presence of Hollywood A-Lister Harrison Ford? “Harrison’s in Star Wars?” Maxwell quizzed, trying to hide his piqued curiosity. “Bring me his number. I have to make a call.”

———

Maxwell was so excited to get home and share the good news with you and Alistair. You greeted him just as you normally did, with a loving embrace and a gentle kiss.

“How was your day sweetheart?” your boyfriend asked, smoothing out your hair.

You shrugged. “Fine I s’pose,” you told him. “How was work?”

Maxwell’s grin only grew. “Bring Alistair in.” he beamed.

You called for the boy who had been playing with his action figures in his bedroom. His mom had dropped him off about an hour before Maxwell got home. You and Ali snuggled into each other on the crushed velveteen sofa as Maxwell paced backwards and forwards. It wasn’t nervous pacing though, he was bubbling with anticipation.

“I hope you’re all excited for tomorrow night,” Maxwell began, before flashing three pristine Return of the Jedi tickets before yours and Alistair’s eyes. “Because I met with my good friend Han Solo for lunch and he has given us access to a private screening on Sunday night. So we get to see the movie before the rest of the world.”

You felt like you were in a dream. He’d done it. He’d actually fixed it. You didn’t know how and you knew better than to question him, but it didn’t matter because he somehow managed to fix this and it was all to you and Alistair. You’d found it so hard to find someone who loved you for you, who didn’t mind your stims and who encouraged your hyperfixations. But Maxwell was that man and you couldn’t believe how lucky you had gotten.

Alistair bounced up and jumped on his dad, almost knocking him over in the process. Maxwell wrapped his arms around the six year old and picked him up.

“Daddy! Thank you thank you thank you!” he squealed, unable to contain his ecstatic grin. “I had no idea you were friends with Han Solo!”

Maxwell smiled. “Oh yeah, me and Han go way back. I used to co pilot with him on the—“ Maxwell paused for a second as he tried to recall what Harrison told him. He had to get this right. “—Millennium Falcon?”

Both yours and Alistair’s jaw dropped. Gods, he was good at this. Maxwell may have been a brilliant businessman but he was an even better father.

“Does that mean you know Luke and Leia too?” Alistair asked.

“Oh yes.” Maxwell nodded, despite having no idea who Luke and Leia were.

“And Chewbacca?”

Chewbacca? Maxwell thought. What kind of name was that? Never the less he smiled and nodded. “Absolutely.”

“And Artoo and Threepio?”

Maxwell blinked. “Yep.” he replied through gritted teeth.

“Wow daddy,” Alistair hummed, snuggling into his dad’s chest. “I’m so excited.”

Maxwell dropped Alistair the ground and kneeled to his level. “You should put on your jammies and have an early night. That way, tomorrow will come around quicker.”

“Okay!” Alistair agreed enthusiastically before running back into his bedroom.

“And remember Ali!” Maxwell called. He cleared his throat and pointed his finger. “I am your father.”

That was it. That was the last straw. You’d tried your hardest to hold back your laughter as Max humoured his son, but seeing your boyfriend do a Darth Vader impression was something else.

Max sighed and sat down next to you, pulling your body into his lap. “I love you so much, my dear.”

You grinned and pressed a kiss to his lips. “I love you too. I can’t believe you did all of this.” you revealed.

“I always keep my promises.” he replied with the most genuine smile.

———

The movie was a success, and even Maxwell enjoyed it, which was very unexpected.

“I can’t believe Darth Vader was telling the truth,” Alistair sighed, exasperated. It had been a long day for sure, and his cheeks were still rosy with excitement. “I’m so glad Darth Vader isn’t my dad.”

Maxwell tutted.

“But he turned good in the end,” You smiled, taking Ali’s hand. “He saw what truly mattered. He had to save his son.”

Yeah, the parallels between Vader and Luke and Maxwell and Alistair were interesting to say the least.

“Daddy, who was your favourite character?” Alistair asked.

Maxwell thought for a moment. “I liked that guy in the green armour, he was cool. He sorta reminds me of, well, me.”

“Boba Fett?” Alistair quirked an eyebrow. “Oh daddy, no one is as cool as Boba Fett.”

Maxwell feigned a gasp. “Not even your old

man?”

Alistair giggled and rolled his eyes. “I liked the Ewok!” he announced and then tugged on your hand. “Who did you like?”

“I like Leia,” you beamed. “She’s strong and beautiful...”

“Just like you.” Maxwell whispered, brushing his

lips against yours.

The night came to an end and you couldn’t have been happier. As you lay in bed, you thanked Maxwell for all he had done. He was truly the best boyfriend in the world. He loved you so much, and he swore in that moment, as you fell asleep in his arms, that the next promise he’d make would be a promise to himself.

He was going to marry you.

———

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secret-rendezvous1d · 3 years

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Omg omg omg That last Spencer ask you replied to- I can’t- I. Literally. Can’t. I’m in tears 😭😭 could you keep it going with the scene in the hospital? Instead of Garcia taking care of Spencer and shooting the one unsub it’s y/n and she’s so on the edge with all that adrenaline from the day that she collapses on Spencer’s hospital bed? Or a scene of her taking him home afterwards and looking after him?xxx you literally save my day with your blurbs

Okay, this one hurt me more-

Long blurb, I know... but I’m not sorry for that. This spewed out of me like a bunch of word vomit so I do apologise for lack of sense but I’m not sorry for the length.

* mentions of guns, injury, hospitals, drugs/medication *

“It should have been me.”

Blake admits with such a tentative tone, like she was terrified of an explosive confrontation over something she already felt terribly about, her eyes bouncing around the room so she could look at anything by YN’s worried face. The long silence of the waiting room being broken by her timid confession.

“It could have been anyone. It’s just his luck that it happened to him,” YN says, a soft smile on her lips as she looks up from picking her fingernails and aims her emotions towards the nervous woman opposite her, “it could have been me, it could have been any one of us-”

“He pushed me out the way,” she clarifies, “it should have been me.”

YN can see the guilt written across her face and it broke her to bits; there was no reason for blame to be put on anyone and there was no need for the ‘what should have happened’s and the ‘who it should’ve been’s and YN wasn’t going to let Blake blame herself as the reason why Spencer was shot in the field. The downside to the job, whilst it looked thrilling and managed to keep you on your toes, was knowing that anything like this could happen at any moment and they had to take it as it came and not dwell on when or how it would happen to who ever was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Spencer just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

“Don’t blame yourself,” YN sits up in her chair and reaches over, placing her hand on Blake’s knee and squeezing in reassuringly, “I don’t blame you for what happened and Spencer definitely wouldn’t blame you for what happened.”

“Won’t,” she retorts at YN’s use of tenses and it made the young girl stiffen in her seat. She’d really spoken as if all of her hope and her faith had fizzled away, like he he wasn’t going to survive the chances, and she wanted to slap herself on the wrist for delving that deep. For not believing in the strength he had to get through. “He won’t blame me.”

“He won’t,” YN repeats, “he’ll make it through. Spence is a strong guy, he won’t give up without a fight.”

She gives her Blake’s knee one more reassuring squeeze and she gives her a tight-lipped smile, because she really couldn’t bear to be happy and give off a bright spark under the circumstances, before she sat back and took a look at the clock. He’d been under for almost two hours and YN was beginning to lose all track of existence, like time was slipping away and becoming something that never existed, lost in her thoughts.

They still had so much they wanted to do together.

They wanted to travel the world together and create a book full of memories on how they spent their time in different countries and Spencer taught her about all of the different cultures, they poke about marriage and the kind of wedding they wanted to have, they spoke about having kids and threw around some of their favourite baby names like she was about to give birth, and he’d brought them tickets to a film festival that he had been eager to take her to and that she had been excited to go to because it was a date night and special date nights were rare when working in the Behavioural Analysis Unit of the FBI; they took any chance they got to treat each other and spend time with one another outside of the office.

What felt like another two hours had really one been twenty minutes when they were given permission to see him.

“How is he?”

YN stands to her feet in a haste, grabbing the bag full of Spencer’s belongings as the surgeon came to a halt in the middle of the waiting room. His explanation waiting until YN was fully stood in front of him so she could take in what he was about to tell her, her mind expecting the worst but her heart expecting the good news she had been silently manifesting and praying for.

“He’s incredibly lucky,” the surgeon explains, “two millimetres to the right and the bullet would have torn through the carotid artery.”

And he didn’t have to speak in Layman's terms for YN to understand just how lucky he really was. Watching him get shot was one thing, watching his barely conscious body being dragged from the danger was another thing... but being there as he bled out and essentially bled to death? That would have been the end of her career because she couldn’t do it without him.

“It nicked some small vessels but,” he smiles at YN and her knees are like jelly as she wobbles on her legs, “we stopped the bleeding. You can see him now.”

Seeing him so vulnerable in his hospital bed made her melt.

All sorts of emotions were running through her veins; she felt scared because all she could think about was something going wrong in his recovery, she felt sad because watching her boyfriend get shot wasn’t what she had expected and it shouldn’t have ever been something she witnessed, she felt angry because he could have prevented it from happening if he believed Blake had the situation handled, but she felt happy and she felt like crying happy tears because she felt like the world was back to normal now that he was awake and awaiting the one person he wanted to see.

“Hi,” he smiles sweetly and lifts a hand up to wave at her but it wasn’t so strong and he sounded sleepy and she couldn’t blame him for that, “come sit with me. I missed you.”

“I’m mad at you,” she states, arms folding over her chest as she stood in the doorway and took in his appearance; disheveled hair that stood in all directions, a bandage around his neck that kept his wound covered and safe from any kind of infection it could pick up, tubes and wires connected to him as the room fills with the rhythmic beeps from his heart monitor, “I’m really mad at you.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispers and there’s sincerity in his voice. He hoped she wasn’t going to be mad at him but she was (or so he thought) and that wasn’t what he had intended with his actions back at the crime scene. “Please, come sit with me though? You don’t have to talk to me. Just, sit so I know you’re safe here.”

She was never going to walk away.

The seat beside him looked comfier than the waiting room chairs anyway so she would have been a fool to ignore his plea in keeping him company. She sets his belongings at the foot of his bed and steps further into the room, the heat coming from the radiator feeling so tingly against her exposed skin, and she shrugs off her jacket so she could feel the real benefit of the radiator. She stands at the side of his bed and leans over, pressing her lips against his warm forehead and leaving a very faint gloss smear against his skin.

“Don’t ever scare me like that again,” she cups his face in her hands and they blush under her touch, “don’t do that again, Spencer.”

“Baby, I wouldn’t dream of it,” he tilts his head into her touch and closes his eyes, content with how she very clearly feigned her anger towards him and all kinds of warm and fuzzy because she’s all he needed for his recovery. Her lips press against his in the most gentlest of kisses before she pulls back and sits herself down, his eyes opening and never leaving her face, “I love you. You think I’d jeopardise that?”

“You already did,” she clarifies and brings the chair closer, resting her elbows on the thin mattress he was laid upon and grabbing his hand with one of her own, “I can’t cope with how it made me feel. It was the worst experience of my life and I’ve killed people.”

“Criminals,” he corrects her and she lets out a gentle laugh, “you’ve killed all the criminals like a badass.”

She rolls her eyes.

Spencer was back, thankfully, and YN couldn’t have felt more normal after such a night of chaos and panic and all things worrying.

Hours had passed since he had woken from surgery.

He’d slept for a couple of those hours and gave in to the aches behind his eyes but all he had wanted to do was stay awake and never take a moment with YN for granted ever again, even if it meant sleep was put on the back burner. Life was too short, especially when working such a career as they had, and there was an uncertainty to when they really would never see one another again and he’d already nearly left her behind. He couldn’t bare to think about that happening, or with the shoe being on the other foot, and watching her and looking at her made him feel so much more solace than knowing he was on the mend.

When her mobile dings with a text alert from Morgan, an image attached that he needed her to see, she feels her heart race. Whilst she had been sat there with Spencer, she had been wracking her brain and reading through files and notes on what the team had already thrown around and bounced off of one another, and they had kept her in the loop like she had kept them in the loop on just how Spencer was doing so shortly after his incident. The man in the picture was the man she had seen walk passed the ward, many times in the last few hours, and it left a sour taste behind.

He’s here.

At the nurse’s station. I’ve seen him walk outside Spence’s room a few times.

YN feels sick to her stomach. Things had been serene because she was away from the chaos of working the case that the team were working on and left with her boyfriend as she kept him company so he wasn’t alone - of course, he’d told her he was fine and that he was as safe as he could be and that the team needed her expertise and her skills more than she needed to be with him but she refused to leave him.

She wanted to be with him.

He never wanted to take a moment with her for granted and she never wanted to take a moment with him for granted, ever again. And there was no way she was going to let anyone ruin the track they had rebuilt to normality...

Shut the door and don’t leave Reid. Get him in a wheelchair if you can.

Spencer was clueless to the text exchange happening, just like he was clueless as to who the unsub was and how he was stood outside the ward; he wasn’t even phased by how intensely she had been staring at her phone nor had he seen how her eyes were constantly darting from the window of the ward to him to the phone in her hand as she awaited the texts.

If not, shoot if you have your gun on you. Reid’s will be in his patient bag if you don’t. Back up is on the way, I’ll be there soon.

YN gulps thickly and the gun in the holster upon her hip felt much more heavier than usual. It was there, she wouldn’t be found without it (not now and not ever) tucked into her pocket or hanging off her belt, and she planned on using it if she needed it.

A knock on the door brings her back down to earth, it wakes Spencer up and it brings a sense of busyness to what had been filled with silence and nothing but their gentle breathing and no movement. A doctor stepping foot into the room, a clipboard in his hand and a solemn look on his face, interrupting their little bubble. Her phone went forgotten on his bedside table, locked to keep any of the wandering eyes from peeking at what her team was sending her, so she could keep her focus on whatever the doctor had to say.

“He, uh, he had his meds an hour ago,” YN reminds him and Spencer tucks up a little deeper under the thin, blue coloured comforter that came with the stay, “I was here so I saw.”

She was given a blunt answer in response, “yeah, post-op antibiotics.”

“Yeah, he had those, too.”

Curiosity gets the better of him and Spencer cranes his neck forward, trying to grab a look at what he was about to be given in regards to medication.

“What ones?” He catches sight of the label in the doctor’s hands and frowns to himself when he reads what he shouldn’t be reading, “carbenicillen? No, that’s not right. I have a severe reaction to beta lactams. I can’t have that.”

The clipboard that had been placed on the bed had been picked up by the doctor, her fingers flicking through his charts and his information, looking at him and shaking his head, “it’s not in your chart.”

YN feels her fight or flight response taking over when the doctor turns his body in the direction of the monitors that her boyfriend was wired up to, the antibiotic held in his hand as he preps and readies to medicate. Whatever Spencer was allergic to would have been written on his hospital chart so there was no way he was about to injected with whatever could kill him; he already faced death today and she wasn’t going to let that happen again.

“What are you doing?”

Spencer panics, YN panics, and he’s tugging at the wires he’s intubated with as the doctor readies himself to give him the medication he was asked to give him. A close call because Spencer fought back, slapping his hands away from the monitor so he couldn’t go through with the task of poisoning him with what he shouldn’t be allowed, the tiny bottle dropping to the floor and requiring him to pick it up... which only backfired against his mission.

“Gun,” Spencer calls and turns to his girlfriend but YN had seen it coming from a mile off, her gun ready and cocked before the doctor could turn around, “he has a gun, YN.”

By the time he turned, YN didn’t give him time to react because she had perfect aim and a clear shot that she wasn’t going to let go of. Spencer covered his ears as he prepared for the sound and closed his eyes because he couldn’t sit and watch his girlfriend have her turn in confronting death.

But when he feels her collapse against the bed, a hiccup of a sob escaping her parted lips, his pained movements get thrown to the side because she looked and she sounded and she was exhausted. Stressed, emotional and tired and who could blame her? She’d been through a lot. She grips onto his waist and she buries her face into the hospital gown covering his chest and she just cries. With everything that had happened, she hadn’t cried yet. Even though she felt like she wanted to, she didn’t bring herself to show emotion because there was a need to be strong in front of her colleagues... even though they expected her to break-down, they were impressed by how strong she kept her guard up.

“You’re okay,” he coos into the top of her head. He hears Morgan’s footsteps in the hallway, standing by the ward as an extra set of hands in case there was any other corrupt officers standing by to complete their mission, and Spencer smiles warmly at him as he turns his back to give them the privacy they needed to have. His main focus being cuffing the ‘doctor, as he laid injured on the floor. “You saved my life, YN.”

That only makes a sob erupt from her chest and it shakes her body and forces her arms to tighten around him.

“You’re okay,” he repeats softly, kissing her head, “you did so good today. I’m so proud of you.” xx

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kazans-trophy-husband · 2 years

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Groupie

Pairing: Ji-Woon Hak (Trickster)/self-insert

Word Count: 1915

Summary: A lucky party-goer catches the Trickster's eye.

Tags: alcohol references, anxious!self-insert, self-insert is trans (ftm)

Author's Note:

Aftershow parties are the best, especially if you have a VIP pass and get to meet your favorite artist. I had managed to pick up such a ticket to see the Trickster before scalpers could get their grubby mitts on it, and the fact that I had likely saved me a fortune. He’s a fairly popular kpop artist, after all, and for good reason. His music has fantastic melodies, raw emotion, his voice haunting in the best way.

Honestly, knowing his history, it’s good that he broke out as a solo artist, even if it meant the literal death of NO SPIN.

There were other fans that had managed to get VIP passes, of course, but I couldn’t help but focus on the others there at the aftershow party– the backstage crew, the lighting techs, and of course, the star of the show himself– the Trickster, Ji-Woon Hak.

Ye gods, he’s so much more stunning up close than he is on a screen or from a distance.

I waited. The fangirls can have their time with him all they want, get anything they want from him. It didn’t matter much at the time. I was just happy to have been able to get backstage with one of the genre’s biggest rising stars.

I didn’t quite know what I was drinking, but whatever it was, it tasted incredible and looked beautiful. The chattering of the fans and the crew seemed to quiet down as I was absorbed in my own thoughts, mostly about how I had gotten here and where I was going. I tried hard to keep them from getting too dark– I was here to have a good time, after all– but the thought of burnout or worse was enough to unsettle me.

I jolted when I felt a hand on my shoulder, turning to look at the person touching me–

Ji-Woon Hak.

The Trickster.

“You used to brooding all by yourself when you drink?” he asked, a smirk on his lips and a smile in his eyes.

Shit, I thought, nervous. Play it cool. I cleared my throat. “No,” I said, a lump in my throat. “I was just letting everyone else have some time with you before–”

“How kind of you.” He seemed to be looking me over, something off about his gaze. “You know… it’s not often that I see men come backstage after a show that aren’t a part of my crew.” He let out a single chuckle. “Even rarer to see a cute one like you.”

I was left gobsmacked, blood rushing to my cheeks. Bad enough that I couldn’t take a compliment as is, I was given one by a celebrity, one that I enjoyed, nonetheless. Ji-Woon laughed a little louder, the sound oddly melodious.

“Sorry, sorry,” he said with a disarming smile. “Tell you what– what’s your name?”

“Lucien,” I managed.

“Lucien,” he repeated. “A lovely name for, no doubt, a lovely person. So, Lucien… I’m willing to have… a guest… at the hotel. I was wondering if you’d be willing to join me after the party.”

“Oh, sure, I don’t– wait. What?” I looked at him, wide-eyed in disbelief.

“So that’s a yes.” With the way he smiled, he looked almost fox-like.

I understand why he calls himself Trickster now.

“I…” I sighed. “You know what? Sure. Yeah.”

“Excellent.” Ji-Woon reached into the breast pocket of his jacket, pulling out a notebook and pen before jotting down what was, no doubt, the address to the hotel and his suite number. “Meet me here in two hours. I may be running a little late, but you know how it is, hmm?”

“Y… yeah. Sure.” I wasn’t lying entirely; this wasn’t my first party, and I had overheard other artists invite groupies back to their trailers before, but I had never in my life been subjected to such a thing before.

“Catch you later, Luce.” Ji-Woon winked at me as he walked away, returning to the crowd that had been intoxicated by both alcohol and his presence.

-----

I looked up at the hotel’s address, then back to the slip of paper that Ji-Woon had handed me. It certainly looked as luxurious as I had imagined, but compared to the other hotels in the area it was certainly more remote. I didn’t question it, though– perhaps he preferred a little more privacy, or at least a nice view from the penthouse. The receptionist was kind enough to give me a key card for his room, which was– as expected– a penthouse suite. There were no guards, not at this time of night. I checked my phone for the time. A little bit past midnight.

I hope I’m not here too early.

I let out a little sigh as I scanned the card key, the lock clicking open. The door easily opened.

The room was well-kept and tidy, as if room service had been through recently. I could hear the AC running and the shower going, but other than that, it was rather quiet.

“Trickster?” I called out. No response. “Ji-Woon?”

“In a minute,” he called back from the bathroom.

I breathed out a sigh of relief. I was a tad early, yes, but not enough for it to be awkward. I took a seat on a chair, looking out over the city. It looked so small, like a painstakingly-built model for a train set.

A fall from the balcony, part of me thought, would certainly kill you.

I looked down at my phone in defiance of that line of thought, not long before the bathroom door opened. Even without his color contacts in, even in silken bedwear, Ji-Woon looked stunning. He fast found me, walking over to me with a cocky smile on his lips.

“I knew you’d come a little early,” he purred as he closed the distance. “A good fan always does.”

“I’d hardly consider myself a–” I was interrupted when I felt his hand delicately cup my chin.

“Maybe you don’t,” he murmured, before kissing me. “But I do.”

I couldn’t find it in myself to speak. I could hardly feel myself breathe. I found myself wanting another one of his kisses, and leaned forward.

He obliged.

Ji-Woon pressed me up against the glass door to the balcony, his hand– once on my chin– now sliding down my neck, down, further, tracing along my body’s features, the other hand finding its way under my shirt, tracing carefully over my top surgery scars.

“Ooh,” he muttered, “this just got very interesting.”

I whimpered under his gentle caresses, hesitating on doing the same. He led my hand to his chest, slowly sliding it down.

“It’s fine, Luce. This is why I wanted you here.” He lowered his head and kissed my neck, causing me to let out a moan.

“Fuck,” I groaned, impulsively placing a hand on the back of his head. I could feel him working his way down my neck, to the crook of my shoulder, before I felt him bite hard enough for me to see stars. I couldn’t help but let out another, much louder moan, my body pressed against his.

“Hmmm?” Ji-Woon lifted his head. I could almost feel that cocky smile on his face. “You seem awfully sensitive there,” he teased.

“D-damn it…” was all I could manage before I felt his hand work its way into my pants, teasing my slit.

“Wow,” he remarked, “you’re soaking wet just from one little love bite. That’s adorable, Lucien.”

I whined, and he seemed to understand my intentions as he returned his lips to my neck, kissing and gently nipping it as he worked his way to the other side. He bit hard on the other shoulder, drawing out another loud moan.

Ji-Woon guided my hand to his erect cock as he continued teasing me, leaning his head back up to kiss my lips roughly. He seemed needy, almost as needy as I was, and was showing it through his teasing.

I stripped as he felt me up and kissed me. Even with the AC on, it felt too hot to wear clothes.

“There you go,” he whispered, looking down at my body. “Beautiful. Perfect, even.” Before I could say anything more, he picked me up, carrying me princess-style to the bed, carefully laying me down over the side once we got there.

“You’re a lot stronger than you look,” I thought out loud.

“You can say I’ve had a lot of practice,” he said with a sly look, shrugging off his silk bathrobe. “Don’t think about it too much.”

I had other things on my mind, and I’m sure he did, too, as he removed what remained of his bedclothes and slipped on a condom. He was rock-hard, throbbing, and– I’m certain– eager. I wondered if I could even take the whole thing.

I wanted to find out.

“Please,” I whined, “I’ll do anything you ask, just please, please take me.”

“Wow,” he replied, pulling up my hips. “I didn’t even have to ask you to beg for it. Think you’re ready, Lucien?”

I nodded with an eager “yeah”.

“Good boy.” He tilted his cock down slightly before slowly sliding it inside. I let out a small groan as I felt it stretch me oh-so slightly, and he let out a pleased noise as he entered. “Damn, I didn’t think you’d be so tight. You a virgin or something?”

I nodded.

“Lucky me, then. Or maybe you’re the lucky one.” He pulled out a little before roughly thrusting back in, burying himself in to the hilt. “Bet you were saving yourself for me, eh?”

“Ji-Woon,” I half-moaned, half-whimpered as he kept thrusting. This feels incredible, I thought, my mind slowly blanking out.

The sound of me moaning his name must have gotten him more hot and bothered, as his thrusts got harder, faster. The sheer ferocity of his fucking me drew out more moans from me as I grabbed at the comforter. He slowed, finally, mercifully, only to shift my position so I was laid on my side, his hold on my leg what he’d use to keep me in place. He easily slid back in, his cock easily finding all the right spots to hit as he fucked me. I couldn’t help but cry out his name, again and again and again, further fuelling Ji-Woon to fuck me harder. I could feel something bubbling up as he kept going, something that made me louder and louder, something begging to be let out.

“Gonna cum soon, Luce?” Ji-Woon said, a hand reaching down and rubbing my clit.

“Y-yes,” I exclaimed, before burying my face into the comforter, crying out into it as he teased me one more time.

“Go on then,” he almost growled, feeling on edge, himself. “Cum for me. Scream for me.”

“Ji-Woon, fuck, aah!” The only thing keeping me from actually screaming as I climaxed was the fact that there were likely neighbors in the other suites. I felt myself tighten around Ji-Woon’s cock, my entrance convulsing.

Ji-Woon came shortly after, shuddering as he orgasmed. He pulled out, the end of the condom filled with his seed. He pants, giving himself a break before pulling off the spent condom and discarding it.

“Was that good for your first time?” he asked, walking back over to me.

I nodded.

“Good. I hope you’re ready for more.”

“L-let me at least have a break!” I pleaded, getting a low chuckle in response.

#lemon #ji-woon hak

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