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zer0pm · 8 months

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Imagine having dated Luis Serra in the past only to be reunited with him literally chained to you.

“Another late night?”

A sigh. “Sí. Wesker wants another update on the new medicine my team is developing.”

“Didn’t you just send him a report about it this morning?”

“My thoughts exactly. But people like him, they’ll push because they can and keeping pushing until they get what they want.”

“Sounds familiar.”

The man stops typing away for a moment to turn and wink at you. “You like it when I push.”

You chuckle lightly in turn and pull up a seat next to Luis. The researcher welcomes you at his side, instinctively placing his hand upon your knee as soon as you settled onto the chair. His fingers dance upon the fabric of your pants, caressing the warm skin beneath while his other hand returns to the keyboard.

There is a tired expression upon his handsome face as he focuses back on the computer screen, but the tugged up smirk on his lips and the relaxed gleam in his beautiful grey eyes that appeared in the wake of your presence of you was unmistakable.

“It’s going to be awhile,” he says, a soft lull in his voice. “You should go home and get some sleep, mi corazon.”

You shake your head, returning him a gentle smile of your own. “I’ll wait, Luis. I don’t mind.”

“Can’t rest unless we’re in bed together?”, he says with a wag of his brows.

You quip back playfully, “We wouldn’t even rest if we’re in bed together.”

The Spaniard hums thoughtfully. “That’s a tempting thought. I better hurry up, then.” He leans his head against yours. “Pero, seriously. I don’t want to make you wait.”

A comforting hand reaches over to affectionately squeeze his muscles arm, “It’s fine. Stop worrying. As long as I’m with you, Luis, I’m happy.”

You feel him nod. The growing hairs along his fine jaw, softly scratching against your head. “Yo tambien. What is the expression, we’re… attached to the hip?”

“Practically chained together you and I.”

“Keep distracting me with ideas like that and we’ll never leave this place.”

—-

A deafening ring scratches against your ear drums, a dim light shines a dull pain in your eyes, and rusted metal scratches against your wrists. All these sensations awoke you gradually, a slow rude awakening. You’ve barely a moment to gather your wits and take in your surroundings before a familiar voice catches your attention.

“¿Estás bien? Are you hurt?”

It’s Luis, he sounded slightly disgruntled, but it did little to hide his evident concern for you.

You instinctively shake your head. “No. No, I think I’m okay. You?”

“Could be worse. Better than being in a musty burlap sack. And this time, I am in the presence of good company.”

Always the charmer. Some people just do not change, and when it came to Luis, that thought puts you at ease.

The last thing you remembered before coming to was finding Luis tied up in some basement. Leon was there, and another man, large and imposing, who approached the three of you unannounced. There were gunshots, and you recall a massive fist connecting with your head. That’s gonna bruise…

You look overhead to see your wrists clapped in irons and a pair of strong arms dangling alongside yours.

“Guess we ended up chained together, afterall.”

You feel Luis’ back slightly shaking against yours, a low chuckle rumbling from his throat. “I admit, this isn’t how I imagined it to be like either.” After a slight pauses, he sighs and calls you by name. “Pleasant talk aside, not that I’m not happy to see you again because… admittedly… I am- But what are you even doing here?”

You shrug. “Oh, you know. The views.”

The Spaniard scoffs. “Falsa. You’re a terrible liar. Always have been.”

Again, you deflect. “And what about you, Luis? This doesn’t exactly look like a cozy spot for a vacation.”

“I live here. Within the village. The house you found me under? Casa de mi infancia. My childhood home. It was, anyways, before…”

He paused. For a moment that felt like an eternity, he said nothing. It unsettled you.

“…Luis?”

He shifts a little behind you at your voice before a what sounded like a defeated sigh escapes his lips. “Joder. I was conducting research,” the man began. “After leaving Umbrella, I came back here to treat the villagers from a disease that has plagued them for a long time. Back then, it was bad. But now, it is much, much worse than when I left many years ago. I tried to help, but as you can see, I’ve had little success.”

Now it was your turn to fall silent. That was a lot to take in. After separating from Luis all those years ago, you continued to keep tabs on him. You made the excuse that you were simply monitoring his movements in case you were able to gather more information about Umbrella, but really, you just wanted to make sure he was okay. The last time you two spoke… it did not go well. And when he went off the radar, you thought the worst but never gave up searching. To say you were relieved to see him again and learn that he still practiced medicine for the benefit of others was an understatement. You feared that he may have gone off the deep end and we’re glad that you were wrong.

Luis speaks up when you said nothing. “Suppose it’s a good thing that you didn’t come here with me, after all.”

You pondered over what to say. There was plenty. You wanted to tell him that you missed him. That you thought about him every day. That you ended things between you two for his sake. But they all failed to reach your throat. Instead, you opt for a different truth. One that he deserves.

“I work for the government.”

When he doesn’t speak right away, you mentally prepared yourself for his anger and disappointment. You expected him to fly off in a rage and curse you a thousand times over, reproaching you for failing to come to him with this from the beginning. You expected him to question if your time together, if your feelings shared were genuine, and you were prepared to confirm that you and him were real. Instead, as often as Luis does, he surprises you.

“I know.”

You blink, your words faltering for a second. “Y-You know? What do you mean ‘you know?’ When- How-”

“After you left me. I did a little digging- on my own… and I learned some things.” He shifts to his feet and you followed suit, meeting his eyes. Despite their cold hue, his words came out warmly. You detect a hint of anxiousness from him. “I know why you did what you did, mi amor. Just wished you would have told me.”

Your heart flutters unmistakably from his term of endearment for you. You had to force your eyes down so as not to have your emotions betrayed to him even though it was already pointless at this point.

“I couldn’t…”

“I know.” Those little words again. “Still would have been nice to hear them, anyway. Well, perhaps not “nice”- Pero, it would have been ideal to try to work it out together.”

“Would you have wanted to at that point?” The question left you before you could bite it back.

Luis’ eyes sparkled at the almost hopeful tone in your voice. “With you, I want to do everything.”

This man is too good to be real. You wanted to hug him then and there, to pour out every apology known to man, to beg his forgiveness and declare your love for him. But the chains around your hands and the fear of rejection prevented you from doing so. However, the way Luis looked at you told you everything you needed to know, told you everything he felt and still feels for you, and you only hoped that your eyes said the same. Still, being one that wishes to validate their intentions, you opened your mouth.

Luis stops you. “Shh! You hear that?”

You focus your senses, trying to identify what he’s talking about. And sure enough, the distinct sound of garbled, inhuman groans reaches both of your ears. Your fists clench and your body tenses instinctively. This time, not of fear, but in disciplined alarm, ready to face any threat that dared to come your way. Luis picks up your stance instantly, a flash of amusement and admiration in his grey gaze.

“Now, despite my impressive physique, I’m actually not much of a fighter. So, would you…?”

You switch places with him before he could even finish his sentence, minding the chain that connected you both. The tall man reflexively shivers beneath your touch and as you left a hand lingering upon chest in a protective manner, he didn’t move away.

“Stay behind me and keep your distance.” You ordered sternly before throwing him a side glance, “And by the way, this discussion is far from over.”

“Muy bien. You got this.”

His tone was meant to be casual, but there was no denying the hint of admiration (and daresay lust) that rumbled within his thick throat. This was a side of you he has never seen. And although he can deduce that it comes from years of discipline and training; deep down, he knew your instinct to protect him comes from something much baser and more powerful. He knows, because he’s ready to protect you to despite his suggestion otherwise.

There was so much that needed to be said between you two. But that would have to wait until you were both safe. And without interruption.

“Just another long night, ¿si?”

As long as I’m with you, Luis, I’m happy.

You didn’t say it out loud. But he heard them all the same.

A/N: A continuation of Him.

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veearrifarrariboom · 24 days

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1/5 found.

#captainx2 #I’m sorry this took so long #AAAA #save rise of the tmnt #rise of the tmnt #au #rise leo #rise raph #rise donnie #rise mikey #4 is the MAGIC NUMBER!!#I feel like I should figure out how to make a master post soon

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starrylevi · 9 months

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hello, can you do headcanons about Levi having a crush on a shy reader. She/her pronouns plz, thank you ~

💫 He first notices you in a group setting. Everyone else is speaking but you. It intrigues him since everyone is always so eager to show off.

💫 When you’re first introduced to him he can tell you’re intimidated by him and he doesn’t know why (at first) but it upsets him.

💫 Levi would admire you from afar at first, watching you and your mannerisms. He notices how you try not to take too much space, how it takes you a while to jump into conversation but even when you do jump in you don’t say much. He observes you more than he should.

💫 Levi tries to treat all of the scouts equally but he can’t. He’s cold to literally everyone else but you. He can’t just treat you like anyone else, especially when you’re you. Not with your sweet face, your pretty eyes, your bashful smile….he’s a sucker.

💫 When you’re in the room, Levi does his very best to not look at you. Because if he does, he won’t be able to stop. But one day he slips up and just gazes at you. He takes in the features of your beautiful side profile. You must have felt him because you quickly glance at him, one eye widening before averting his gaze. He doesn’t miss the light pink that tints your cheeks after the brief interaction.

💫 He stands up for you whenever you need it. You don’t even have to ask him. Someone’s being mean to you? Someone made an inappropriate joke? Someone’s not listening to you? The captain makes sure you’re taken care of.

💫 When you both end up being in the same room the man is terrified. But he keeps on making his tea as if you’re not even there. He doesn’t want to freak you out. That is until you ask for the sugar that happens to be next to him. He panics internally but he passes it over to you, not wanting to look you straight in the eye because he doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.

💫 The man watches you a lot and he hates it, he feels so creepy. But he’s observed you so much that he knows when you’re having trouble learning something new or are having trouble getting the hang of something but you’re too shy to ask for help, he’ll pretend to act like he’s just walking around when he notices you struggling. “How’s it going, soldier?” You’ll quietly tell him the issues you’re having and he’s quick to help. It happens often enough that if you lock eyes with him, he knows to go over to you.

💫 He tries not to touch you unless it’s absolutely necessary. He doesn’t let anyone touch you either, unless you’re okay with it. How does he know if it’s okay or not? You’ve gotten comfortable enough with him to have an unspoken agreement. His gaze will meet with yours and he can tell if you’re fine with something by a subtle expression or a slight nod of yours.

💫 He puts you on his squad so he can help you develop your skills comfortably (and the closer you are, the easier it is to protect you).

💫 He knows you hate asking for things but he would do anything you ask him to, within reason. If your gear needs to be repaired or you need a new uniform, he makes sure he sees to it.

💫 He’s careful with how much he pushes you during training.

💫 You trust him more than anyone else and he doesn’t take that responsibility lightly.

💫 Your quiet and shy demeanor activates his protective nature. He has an innate need to protect you all of the time. It consumes him all day, everyday. And he loves and hates it.

#I’m sorry this took so long #I hope this is okay #🫠#levi ackerman x reader #levi #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi x reader #levi x you #levi ackerman x you #levi x y/n #levi drabble #levi headcanons #levi x shy!reader #ask

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senditothemoonn · 7 months

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Northern Ireland in your style pls???

I feel like he’d be Scotland’s mini me

#I’m sorry this took so long #I really wanted to draw him with Alasdair #but all I could picture was the spider #man meme #and I was like okay I’ll just wait until I can think of something more original #I didn’t #¯\_(ツ)_/¯#ask #my art #alasdair kirkland #hws scotland #aph scotland #hws northern ireland

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random-iz-stuff · 6 months

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Alright, for fanfic purposes and pure headcanon purposes...

How do Irken injuries work?

Like, my book has a character that has a robot arm and half an antennae because he lost them in battle. But I also have another story where Zim and Dib get crazy superpowers, and a whole bunch of stuff happens, and they both get pretty nasty scars, but Zim's are like permanent. I just wanted to see if your headcanons could help with this. :)

Sorry this took so long I had no idea that I even received the ask because Tumblr is held together by duct tape (and also because of other hyperfixations getting in the way of this blog).

Irken injuries:

Irkens can heal from a LOT of damage in canon, with Zim mentioning that his spine can heal from being completely broken and most injuries we see Zim receive begin healed in about a day at most (or in an unspecified amount of time between episodes, but given how quickly we see Zim recover from other injuries it can’t be very slow).

Irken eyes specifically seem to be damn near invincible, healing from extreme damage extremely quickly and even being able to be completely removed from the socket and shoved back in and still work with no problems or pain. I headcanon that they’ll even completely regrow if removed entirely.

With my headcanons, Injuries near or on the Irken’ back heal extremely quickly even by Irken standards because that’s where the PAK and big metal plate installed in the Irken’s back to help connect the PAK exist. Antennae also heal extremely quickly and thoroughly, just as fast, if not faster than the eyes.

I also headcanon that Irkens molt every 5 years, which tends to remove smaller scars visible on the skin and makes larger ones harder to notice.

However, there’s still stuff that can either permanently scar an Irken or at least make very long lasting ones.

Firstly, Irkens can heal extremely quickly, but can’t regrow limbs or digits, so a lost arm, leg, finger, etc is gone permanently. Just look at the Tallest for proof there.

Second, large enough amounts of damage will leave scars that just don’t go away, even after multiple Molts. At a certain point the injury is so severe that the Irken’s body just can’t heal over that area enough to remove or even fade the scar. For canon, just look at Sizz-Lorr’s huge scar on his face, most likely from serving in the military.

Also worth noting that not only does this scar remain on Sizz-Lorr, the injury was so bad that it not only had to be stitched shut (which is a lot considering how quickly and thoroughly Irkens seem to heal), but the stitches are massive and most notably, are still visible decades, possibly even a few centuries after Sizz-Lorr received them depending on how old Sizz-Lorr is and his exact history.

Whatever this injury was, it was completely beyond the limits of Irken healing, and given the proximity to his eye and how Irken eyes can heal completely from any injury, it’s likely that the initial injury may have completely decimated that side of Sizz-Lorr’s face, with his eye completely healing and much of the scarring gradually disappearing over the course of many, many molts, leaving only the absolute worst part of the injury that was so damaged that the scarring simply would not go away behind.

There’s also a headcanon I have for Zim himself here because i headcanon that Zim has a whole lot of permanent and semi-permanent scars from various points of his life. Most notably grease burns all over his body from Foodcourtia and a massive electrical scar on one his hands from the Blob Incident.

The grease burns are semi-permanent, fading a bit after Zim goes through a few molts but reappearing just as strongly as before after Zim gets sent back to Foodcourtia, but the electrical burn from the Blob Incident is beyond the capabilities of Irken healing, not fading or lessening after multiple molts because it was simply that bad.

#invader zim #headcanons #irken biology #zim #sizz-lorr #I’m sorry this took so long #like at least 9 months I think?#but I’m sort of back #sort of #just starting to re-dip my toes into the fandom again after a bunch of other hyperfixations kept their hold on me

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ideasvoid · 2 years

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Hello! Hope you don't mind but can you write Wraith, Doctor, and or Deathslinger with an s/o that was once blind pre-entity but upon entering it's realm, they're mistaken for a killer due to their... Less then human eyes that the Entity granted em in order to see?

(Also, wanted to say that some your other writings are great!)

Of course my dear! Thank you for your kind words.

I’m going to go with the idea that the readers eyes look similar to Maurice’s eyes, as that’s the only reference we currently have of the entity giving things eyes.

Bhvr give us the horse back. Also I made moodboards for the characters to use instead of gifs :D I think they’re neat.

Tw - a rude comment by Herman.

The Wraith - Philip Ojomo

Philip loomed among the trees, watching intently as the fog rolled unnaturally to reveal a path, breaking open his realm to allow another entrance. The crunching of leaves replaced with the dull thumps of shoes on dry dirt.

He watched you step into his realm, his world. He watched as you instinctively reach your hands out, to reach to feel things you could now see for the first time. It mesmerized him.

Truly, he adored you. He would have adored you as you were just as he adored you now.

He stood from his spot, catching your attention. You flinch and it makes his heart skink. Slowly, he raises a hand to hold it out to you. You ease yourself moving to take his hand, moving your fingers over the scarred, mud caked hands that have caused so much pain. Yet you look at him like he is the sun, marvelling at him in the quiet moments you share. And he watched you carefully, looking over your face and into your eyes.

Your eyes.

They haunt his dreams in the best and worst ways. Pulled to this realm sightless and confused, only for the creature above to pluck your eyes from you and switch them with replacements crafted from the very same fog that imprisoned you.

Philip stepped forward, a hand raising to caress your cheek. The wraith leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your head. He worries for you, worries until he is sick while you are away in trials. He fears that the entity will grow bored in her hunger and steal away your new found sight. His grandmother always did tell him was a horrible worrier.

You leaned into his touch, and he felt himself ease. He would always worry, that he knew. But so long as you were in his arms, would simply adore you.

The Doctor - Herman Carter

The halls of Lery’s Memorial Institute echoed with the sounds of shutters clattering and the idle, ambient sound of electricity humming. Herman sat at his desk, writing down his observations of the day. His eyes flicked to you as you looked around the room from your spot on the edge of his desk.

He was fascinated by you, just as much as he was infatuated. You were a particularly interesting case due to your eyes, unnatural and unnerving in their design yet captivating all the same. He wondered how the world was from your perspective, the deviation between what you had imagined from what was true.

Herman lifted a hand to catch your chin, pulling your attention towards him. He watched you gaze travel along the cables embedded in his skin, twisting and tunnelling the electricity through his body, and to his face. Oh how he must have been a terrifying sight for you, his features pulled taut into a freakish display. Yet you looked at him and smiled. So very interesting.

You had been surprisingly patient with his incessant questions. Droning on and on about how he had this thought or that, you were almost amazed he had gone so long without even attempting to ask if he could remove one for study. You assumed he already knew the answer. You watched as he jotted down more notes, his hand still on your chin, lulling you in a quiet comfort as he worked. It almost startled you when he spoke. “Have your little playmates settled down with your presence yet?”

His question had caught you off guard, was he - checking up on you? Yes the two of you were sort of a thing but Herman was still… Herman. Most of the time he seemed wholly uninterested in your life outside the institute - hell, he didn’t even bother to remember the names of the few other survivors who weren’t too scared to speak to you in the beginning. Simply referring to them by belittling titles or by parts of their appearance. Bill, while being a laughably easy name to remember, was referred to only as “the old one” and on one occasion, while Herman was in a particularly foul mood, as “lung cancer”.

“Most have” you started, fiddling with the edge of your shirt “some of them think I’m not real, like the entity made me to do - I don’t know, something.” He watched you from the corner of his eye, writing your response down before releasing his hold on you. The Doctor folded his hands together and fixed you a look “does that bother you?” It was another odd question. Was he concerned or was he evaluating you? You thought a moment. It was understandable that they would worry, as far as they were all aware you could have been a killer. That didn’t stop that weight in the pit of your stomach from getting a little heavier every time someone scoots away from you.

You couldn’t read his expression but you did notice the way his eyes darted towards one the shelves. One you had been told held all his findings on you and your fellow survivors. Herman stared intensely, watching for a change of emotion. He turned away looking back down to the document laid out on the desk. “Does that bother you?” It was his turn to be examined and it was very clear Herman didn’t like it. Still - he gave it a moment of thought, tilting his head side to side as his ever turning brain settled on a response.

“Yes.”

The Deathslinger - Caleb Quinn

The calls of vultures sounded throughout the arid landscape of Glenvale, or at least the calls of whatever strange replication the entity had created did. Picking away at bodies that never seemed to decay under the scorching fake sun above. Noisy things, even the fake ones.

Surprisingly you had taken a great liking to the creatures. Unbothered by their scavenger ways, and instead watching the how their feathers would stick up right before they roused or how they’d tilt their heads so far to the side you almost worried they’d fall over. You were enamoured by them.

Caleb watched you from his place on the saloon steps, idly chipping at a piece of wood with his pocket knife. He didn’t understand the intrigue of such things. They were just birds, loud, obnoxious, and at times just downright mean, birds. He’d shoo them away if they cared enough to even pretend to fear him. Yet you still would creep up to watch and look back at him excitedly every time one would shake its tail feathers or accepted whatever rotted offering you held.

He almost hated how it made his heart flutter or force a content smile on his face. That black, vile part of his soul that fuelled his hatred told him that he should rid himself of this distraction. He never listened to it of course, it was the same damn thing that had gotten him into this mess. No, Caleb had feelings for you - special feelings that were reserved for you and you alone.

He could somewhat understand the fascination if you had lived somewhere vultures weren’t common, added by the fact that you probably had only seen one the first time you had been brought to trial. So the opportunity to see them up close must have been special. You had even taken to naming them all, more than he could remember but he did know you were currently looking at “Barf”. It certainly suited it.

He could still remember the first time he’d seen you, almost pulling death to Bayshore’s trigger prematurely out of surprise. The fact that you were new wasn’t the thing that had startled him, it had been the otherworldly gaze that stared back. It had scared him to his core in a way that only a man raised on Irish Catholicism could explain, even in this twisted world. Those eyes that had been the first thing to scare him since he had entered this place and yet now they were things that he correlated to the one good thing in this hell.

Caleb returned his gaze to the half finished carving, turning it this way and that in inspection. The wooden vulture wouldn’t be done for a bit, but if you truly liked them, then he would tolerate them.

#dbd imagines #dbd x reader #slasher fic #the wraith x reader #philip ojomo x reader #the doctor x reader #herman carter x reader #the deathslinger x reader #caleb quinn x reader #Hallowsden #wren writes #i’m sorry this took so long #Herman was giving me so much trouble this time.#i hope you enjoyed it nonetheless #<3

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halotopicecream · 2 years

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Hi I love your writing so much!!~ I came here to ask if I could request a smut fluff with Ateez Dom!Yunho and Sub!Female reader. I was thinking of a plot with Ateez is on a tour and reader goes there to surprise Yunho and the rest of Ateez. Reader and Yunho haven’t seen each other for a while so they showed how much they had missed each other.~

Thank you beforehand!~

Im literally so sorry for answering this so late! I’ve been having trouble writing atm and I wanted to make sure I answered your request well so I didn’t rush but I realize it’s literally been so long and I’m so sorry😭 also I may or may not have flustered myself at the end🥴

-𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐅𝐭: Jeong Yunho x fem!reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, smut, little angst but it’s barley even there

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: reader lies to Yunho (for good purposes it’s VALID), Yunho is a sad boi :(, so. much. kissing, like it’s almost unbearable, pwp, established relationship, wooyo nipples, the ending is so fluffy (except for one part teehee) I nearly puked.

𝐍𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭

𝐍𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!Yunho, sub!reader, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, size kink… c’mon it’s Yunho what do you expect?, fingering, very minor handjob, praise, BIG DICK YUNHO, belly bulge, marking, sir kink, spanking, pet names (baby, tiny, good girl, princess), mentions of when reader was a virgin, they’re both horny and in love, aftercare.

Four months.

That’s how long it’s been since you’ve seen or held your Yunho in person.

It was miserable. You always missed him, and the only way you got to see him was through FaceTime calls (which he now hardly had time for) and clips of him you saw on YouTube.

You were lonely yes, but you weren’t mad. You could never be mad at Yunho. You’ve been dating since before he was even an Idol; a few months before he became a trainee actually. You’ve always been by his side and had no intentions of going anywhere else.

You knew it was going to be difficult dating an Idol; barley being able to see him and always missing him and being left alone when he went away for tours. But you knew what you were getting into when you said you wanted to continue dating him. You knew the chances of being left alike to your devices, waking up at ungodly hours to him opening your apartment door and flopping down to sleep with you, listening as he mumbled sleepy apologies and saying how much he loved and missed you.

As frustrating as it was sometimes, you loved him. And you loved his members too.

They were like brothers to you, and you missed them as well.

You would always support Yunho through his dream and passion, encouraging him to keep going and being his number one fan through it all.

Did you cry some night because you missed him? Yes. Did that mean you took out your lonely, touch starved anger out on him when all he was doing was living the life he wanted? Of course not.

You were actually one of the people who really encouraged him to try out for being in a group, and after awhile of helping him build confidence, he finding listened.

And now look where he was.

As lonely as you were, you’d never know how much lonelier Yunho was.

He didn’t know he needed you as much as he did until he was away from you for extended periods of time. He would constantly have the urge to feel your wrapped in his arms; to squeeze your smaller body against his and give you every drop of love he could squeeze out.

Being away from you killed Yunho, but being away from you also made him perform harder.

He knew you watched the clips people posted of him dancing, so he made sure he gave it his all so when he saw you again, he’d get the best cuddles ever while listening to you praise him as you rake your fingers through his hair.

Damn…

Thinking about it makes his heart hurt.

He mused grabbing your cheeks and squishing them together, pressing several little pecks against your lips and telling you he loves you.

He’s also been violently horny but we’ll talk about that later.

After the first day of the concert you managed to get in contact with Yunho, telling him you watched the live stream and how he did so so well and you were so proud of him.

He felt his heart grow ten times bigger heading your praise, cheeks raising in a smile and anyone looking would think he was a kid in a candy store from how giddy he was. “You guys looked so good! No matter how many times I hear you sing you always so so amazing Yu! Your voice is so so pretty.”

God, he loved you so fucking much.

“Thank you tiny, but you know instead of watching online you could maaybe come to a show and come see me.” This wasn’t the first time he’d asked you to do this.

You loved Yunho, but sometimes he was incredibly gullible.

If he looked closely enough, he could see the room behind you was definitely not your own. It wasn’t your best friends room either. So if he saw, he might either assume you’re cheating on him, or… whatever other option there is.

You flew in right after the concert had ended, got to your hotel (which, thanks to Hongjoong and Seonghwa, was the one they were staying in) and settled in. He had no idea you were there, and you intended to keep it that way.

The only ones who knew about you being there were Joong and Hwa, since they were the only ones you trusted enough not to open their mouths and ruin the surprise. You saw Hongjoong walk behind Yunho, and his face turned into a smile, walking over to peer over Yunho’s shoulder and talk to you.

“Hi Y/n.”

“Hey Joongie. You guys did amazing by the way, no matter how many times I see it the performances just get better and better.” His face flushed a light pink, always happy to get praise about his group and their progress.

“Thanks, I wish you were here thought, we miss you.”

“Uh, hello? Can I please talk to MY girlfriend in peace?” Yunho butted in, bottom lip jutting out in a pout that made Joong roll his eyes and you laugh.

“Girlfriend shmirlfriend, there’s not one thing you two together that we call can’t do together.” He was not ready for the quick answered he got.

“Yunho gets to kiss her.” Seonghwa said.

“Yunho gets to give her hickies.” Wooyoung pointed out.

“He can literally fuck her you guys. That’s what you can’t do with her, asshole.” Yeosang scoffed, yelling when Hongjoong ran off to jump on him (but he was very easily held up, I’m whipped for Yeo’s arms). You snickered, love ring your mouth to keep your laughter down in fear of what the people in the rooms next to you would do.

Yunho grumbled to himself, walking out of the chaotic room to finally have peace and quiet to speak to you.

Second day of the tour in the country they were in, and you were currently getting dressed.

You decided to use an inspired outfit, loving how Wooyoungs outfit was so you made your own little spin-off. You got a white bandanna and wrapped it around your chest after using a friends cricket machine to put ‘break the wall’ ‘shout’ and other things on his shirt on yours. Wrapping it around your chest and tying it tightly, you draped a white leather jacket over your shoulders, pulling on a pair of white high waisted jeans and slipping on your white platform Converse after doing your make-up and styling for hair.

In you were being honest, you felt good.

You arrived early, and quickly after hundreds of thousands of people flooded in after you. Damn, that’s a lot of people.

Once you reached the front of the line you showed the guard the special pass Hongjoong had given you, and he welcomed you in and told you the exact spot Hongjoong had gotten you. Thanking him, you had your way inside, buying a light stick (because you forgot yours, sadly) and making your way to your seat.

“Seat number F101.” You mumbled to yourself, walking round to find your assigned seat, probably looking as lost as a baby duckling until you finally found it. He had gotten you a seat right in front of the stage, dead, fucking, center.

Perfect, no you’ll be nervous the whole time until Yu spots you.

It wasn’t long until the whole place was filled with people; Ateez fans of all shapes, sizes, genders and races all ready to enjoy the next couple of hours with the boys.

You were grinning from ear to ear as the music played, watching with big eyes and refusing to blink as you watched them dance and sing. You found yourself talking to a few girls beside you since you didn’t come with anybody, and they were really sweet and fun to talk to.

They started to perform ‘Deja Vu’ and you bent down to sneeze, letting out a relived breath before looking back up. Except you were just looking at them anymore.

Yunho was staring right at you while trying to hide his shock and his smile. He raised his hands in the air, swaying his hips before bringing them back down with the beat but never tearing his eyes away from you until he has to move away.

This is going to be fun to explain.

After the concert ended (and you were slightly sweating from all the jumping and dancing you were doing), a security guard came and found you, asking you your name.

“Yes, that’s me.” He nodded, extending his arm in the direction of back stage. “This way please.” He said, and you waisted no time making your way back to the door. The door was opened for you and you thanked him, putting the light-stick you bought in your bag before continuing to walk in.

You heard several voices, and all of them were ones you haven’t heard in person in months. The security guard walked ahead of you and you followed him, suddenly feeling nervous.

“I found the girl you asked for.”

The room went silent.

Great, not you were getting nervous.

Seonghwa was the first one to look over, and he immediately found his feet and walked over to you, wrapping it you in a comforting hug that made whatever you were nervous about vanish.

“Did you enjoy the concert?”

“I did. As always you guys are amazing.” Once they all (except Hongjoong, since he knew you were here) got over there shock, Wooyoung jumped onto his feet and ran at you in a a full sprint, almost knocking you over when he squeezed you so tightly.

They all hugged you, Yunho being the only one still in a state of shock. So, you walked over to him, climbing into his lap and wrapping your arms around his shoulders, burying your face in his neck to hug him close.

He wrapped his arms around your torso, pulling you closer to him and hiding his face away in your neck. “You’re really here… with me right now? This isn’t another dream?” He asked, voice so small you were worried he’d start crying.

Nodding your head, you placed the softest kiss on his neck, carding your fingers through his dark hair, holding back a giggle when he shivers.

“Yes I’m really here, Yu. I missed you.”

“I missed you more tiny. God I can’t believe you’re really here…”

“Thank your hyungs for that.” His head snapped up to look at Hongjoong and Seonghwa, both of them smiling proudly with their chests puffed out. “You knew?”

They nodded, noting how he didn’t move away from you in the slightest. And he probably wouldn’t move for awhile. “Mhm. We got her a flight over here and Hongjoong found an available room in our hotel, so she’s in the same building as us.”

“You are?!?” You hummed, snuggling further into his body to steal the warmth he provided. You couldn’t see it, but Yunho had you most in love look on his face. His eyes were wide and the boys could basically see the hearts beating through them.

“Oh to be not single.” San sighed, Jongho snickering next to him, yelping when the older male jumped on him.

The moment Yunho had you in his arms he did let you.

He always had a hand on you in some way; whether it was around to it shoulder, holding your hand, holding you in a back hug, or resting his hand on your ass. He was touching you in some way.

All he wants to do was get to the hotel, find your room, and fuck you till sun up. But no, everyone decided to take their sweet time backing up while he stood with you rock hard and horny.

If he could just pull you into an empty room he would, but he wanted to take his sweet time with you and savor every second he could get. He wanted to listen to your drawn out moans and needy whimpers, make you tell him how much you missed him and how badly you wanted his huge cock inside of you.

It’s been so long since he’s heard you beg, and now it was the only sound he’d ever want to hear. He wanted you to cry is name as he rearranged your insides to fit him and only him. He wonders if you’ve gotten tighter since the last time he fucked you. Could you have bought a dildo close to his side to make sure you were always ready to hit him? Part of him hoped not. He wanted to stretch you out, to feel your tight pussy squeeze the life out of him too he couldn’t move anymore.

He wanted to be suffocated by you.

And that brought him to his next thought.

You sitting on his face.

God he missed squeezing those lushes thighs of yours; bitting the skin and marking them up so nicely. He remembers the last time you sat on his face, he nearly came in his pants when you started mindlessly humping his face.

All he wanted to do was shove his—

“Yunho?” Your voice smacked him across the face, bringing him out of his very inappropriate thoughts. He quickly turned to look down at you, heart fluttering at the sweet look you were giving him. Your eyebrows were creased, confusion evident on your face. “Did you hear what I said?”

You said something? “Uh, n-no I didn’t. What were you saying?” He felt bad for not even hearing the girl he was fantasizing about not more than five minutes ago. “I was asking if you wanted to come to my room and hang out.” You said, playing with the promise ring on your finger as you awaited his answer.

Yunho chuckled, pulling you close to him and placing a gentle peck onto your lips, followed by a few more since he got carried away. “Of course I do baby. We haven’t seen each other in months, all I wanna do is be with you.” And he lent those words with every fiber of his being.

Smiling, you took his hand in yours, joining them on the bus as you made your way back to the hotel.

“By the way, why is your outfit Wooyoung inspired instead of me?”

“Because Wooyoung nipples.”

“Fair point.”

The minute Yungonfor to his room he jumped into the shower, changing into a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants before heading off to your room. He knocked on your door, and it was silent on the other end for a few seconds before you pulled it open in a way to big shirt and… maybe shorts? He couldn’t see if you had anything on underneath.

“Hi YuYu.” You took his hand and pulled him into the room, closing the door before you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. He missed you so much, feeling your lips against his wad almost so overwhelming with the feeling he was having.

He grabbing the back of your thighs and patted your butt, the signal for you to jump so you did. He kept you up as he walked over to the bed, gently placing you down on it while never breaking the kiss. His right hand came up to rest against your neck, feeling your static like against the palm of his hand.

Swiping his tongue over your bottom lip, you gave him access, parting your sweet lips to give him entrance to your mouth. When his tongue pushed past your lips he was immediately dominating the kiss, holding your body like it was the most precious treasure he’d ever seen.

You pulled at his hair, making him let out a pleasurable groan into your mouth that had you smiling. As you twisted his hair through your fingers, his lips started to trail from your mouth to your neck, not liking how bare the skin was.

“It’s been so long since I’ve marked you, huh? You probably forgot who you belonged to didn’t you baby?” Before you could protest, to tell him you haven’t forgotten and that he’s all you think about, he was pulling your shirt over your head, mind drawing blank for a second when he saw the lack of a bra.

Fuck, you were made for him.

“Been forever since I’ve had you like this,” his long, slender fingers traced shapes against your tummy, sending pleasurable shivers down your spine. If there was one thing Yunho loved, it was the effect he had on you. “Need to remind your needy little body who it belongs to, don’t I tiny?”

“Y-yes Yu.”

“Since when did you call me ‘Yu’, tiny? That calls for a punishment don’t you think?” You were quick to protest, just like he wanted.

“N-no sir! Please don’t punish me, I didn’t mean to I promise…” you looked away from his gaze, fiddling with the ring on your finger. Why can’t you just not be cute to he can punish you? Why did you have to pull at his heart string and make him want to pamper you like you princess you are?

He hummed, messaging your hips. “I still have to give you a punishment baby, you know I do.” He wanted to seem sad about it, but he couldn’t hide his giddiness. Sadly, he didn’t have the usual toys like the ropes or a vibrator with him, so he’d have to go with something different.

Moving away from you, he shifted to let his long legs hang over the edge, placing his feet to the ground before patting his thigh. “Come here lovely.” And you did. Scrambling over to him, you went to sit on his thigh, but he quickly stopped you.

“Nuh uh, bend over, sir’s gonna spank that pretty ass of yours.” Hearing those words fall from his lips so naturally makes you shudder, and you bend over his thighs and present your behind to him. He hums in delight, playing with your panties for a moment before snapping the elastic to your skin making you jump.

Yunho chuckled, adoring your cute little reactions. He runs his large hands over your butt cheeks, squeezing the flesh like it was a stress ball for him to just play with. Though you didn’t mind, having his hands on you was comforting.

A loud slap resonated through the room and the peace was broken as you let out a sudden yelp of surprise. “Count.” Was the only thing he said.

“One.” He landed another smack on your butt, watching how it jiggles with each impact.

“T-two—ah!” Another smack.

“T-three.” He was thinking of stopping at five since you haven’t done much to deserve a punishment, but the way your squirmed against him and moaned when his hand landed against your ass was just to enticing for him to stop.

He landed to two smacks against your butt, but you forgot to count them, and he was more than happy to punish you for it. “I said count.” An even harsher smack.

Tears started to well up in your eyes from the sting, but you held them in, whimpering out a quiet “s-seven” while he soothed them burn in your behind with his cool hands.

“Doing so good baby, taking your spanking like such a good girl for me.” His deep honey like voice made you feel calmer, slowing your racing heart only a little before he landed another smack ok your behind.

“Eight!” He cooed about how good you were, and how he’d make you feel so good once you took all your spankings.

Smack. “N-nine…” he saw a single tear fall from your eye, and it made his heart clench in his chest. Maybe because it’s been so long since you’ve seen each other, but his heart felt a lot softer than it usually would when he punished you.

“Last one tiny.” Smack.

“Ten!” He immediately started to rub over your sore, red cheeks, cooing at you. “Good job baby, took it like such a good girl huh?”

“Y-yes sir.” He pulled you up from bending over to press a kiss onto your lips, shifting around so your back was pressed against the mattress and he hovered over you.

Yunho toyed with the elastic of your panties, toying with the cotton fabric and he slowly pulled them down. “My finger or my tongue, tiny? Or do you wanna be greedy and have both?” He already knew what you would say, but it’s been so long that he just had to take his sweet time with you.

“What happens if I say both?” You pout, once again playing with the ring adorning your finger. Yunho chuckled, kissing you again except this time, he was getting a message across. Tonight was about the both of you, and whatever you asked for, you’d get. “Wanna answer again baby?” God, he had so much power over you it was almost embarrassing. But you basked it and basked in his praise, his attention and his love.

Because it was all for you.

So yes, you were greedy. And proud of it.

You nodded, grabbing hold of his t-shirt and pulling him closer, knowing how much he loves when you do that. It shows how bad you want him, and he knows his desperation and desire and lust isn’t one-sided.

“Want both. Please. You know I love your hands— a-and you look so handsome between my—“ he stopped your rambling with a kiss, knowing if he let you finish, he would have came in his pants. He trailed his hands down your body, touches so light and calculated they made you shiver with glee.

You needed him in whatever way he would give it to you. Whatever he gave you’d take. You just needed him— needed Yunho.

He opened your legs wide to accommodate his larger body, soaking in how you currently look under him. Your lips are swollen and red, hair a mess and sweat starting to form at your hair line.

God you look so good all messy and disheveled because of him.

Finally done teasing you, Yunho slipped a finger inside of you, mouth falling open at how tight you were. How long has it been since you’ve done anything to yourself?

“How are you so fucking tight? It reminds me of the night I took your virginity.” You moaned, weakly smacking his shoulder and you clenched tightly around his finger. “Baby you’ve gotta relax, you’ll suck my finger off of my hand at this rate.” He wouldn’t complain if that’s how he lost a finger.

“S-sorry… just haven’t touched myself since you left. It never feels good enough…” you trailed off, feeling suddenly embarrassed at how you just told him you can’t get of without him. Yunho smirked, leaning down to kiss against your neck, sucking at the skin to leave his own decorations.

“Oh? Can’t do anything without your sir huh? God you’re so damn tight, it’s gonna be like fucking my virgin girlfriend all over again,” he breathed against your lips, pecking them lightly before pulling away with a smirk. “And I would not mind that at all.”

He curled his single digit inside of you, feeling around your gummy walls and quickly found your sweet spot. You let out a whiny moan, arching your back against the bed while trying to grind against his hand to have more of what you wanted. “There it is…” he chuckled, lowering his face so he was eye level with your gushing pussy.

You peeled your eyes open to look at him, immediately wishing you hadn’t done so. He was looking right at you, sticking his tongue out to licking a long, slow stipe up for sopping wet cunt. The moan you let out was to erotic for you to handle, and you covered your face, wishing that you hadn’t just made that noise.

Yunho, on the other hand, wanted to hear more of your noises, resisting the urge to grind down against the bed. His tongue lapped at your clit while he slipped a second finger inside of you, eyes fluttering shut as he stretched you nice and wide for his thick cock.

“Y-Yunho… ‘m gonna—“

“What did you call me?” He stopped.

You whined in protest, squirming to try and feel something of him against where you needed him most. All he wanted was to be back between your legs eating you out until he was full and satisfied, but you knew that wasn’t what you called him during sex.

“Nononon please! ‘M sorry sir I didn’t mean it! Just feels so good…” you trailed off, covering your face with your hands before giving him the best puppy dog eyes you would manage. Damn it. Yunho was weak for you and there were times he was actually ashamed of how much power you had over him. But right now, it just made him throb seeing you desperate for him.

“Mm, you’re so lucky I love you baby.” He pushed two long fingers back inside of you, curling them just right to make you whine. “You’re so lucky I missed you; that I missed your lips, your scent, your touch, and this fucking cunt.” He harshly ducked your clit into his mouth, humming against the bundle of nerves and it sent you into a shaking frenzy.

You were so sensitive. Months without being properly touched and you almost never truly attending your your own pleasure made the feeling foreign to your body. But you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love it.

With your core tightening you tied your hands in Yunho’s dark hair, tugging at the strands to pull him closer to you. He groaned at the sting in his scalp, adding a third finger to get you nice and stretched.

“S-sir— of fuck ‘m gonna cum. Please lemme cum, pleasepleaseplease—“ you didn’t even get to finish begging before he pulled away from you right at your peak. He silenced the cry you let out with a kiss, using his clean hand to grip your jaw and hold your head still.

You sighed, enjoying the kiss but not enjoying the empty feeling you had and having your orgasm wash away from you. Yunho chuckled, pulling away from your swollen lips to look down at you. He hovered over you and completely towered over you, making you shrink in on yourself under his intense gaze, your core tightening around nothing.

“God you’re so fucking tiny,” grabbed your hips, messaging your flesh there lovingly before placing a gentle kiss on your tummy. “So small I’m worried I won’t fit inside you again. It’s been so long since I’ve had you, your cunt’s probably forgotten how to take my huge cock, huh?” He tilted his head to the side, removing his hands from your body to peel his shirt over his head.

You sat up to help tug his sweats down, and he quickly kicked them off somewhere in the room. Next we’re his boxers and you had those pulled down in a second and he kicked them off, leaving the both of you completely naked in the hotel room.

“We can’t be to loud tiny..“

“I think we’re well past being to loud.” Yunho sighed, knowing your right. You wrapped your hand around his fully erect dick, mouth watering at the sight. You forgot he was ridiculously big, and it made your core ache. Yunho groaned, letting his head fall back for a fraction of a second before he looked back down.

He let you stroke him for a minute, spreading the pre-cum around his shaft and admiring how your hand couldn’t fully wrap around him. “Mm no more baby, you’ll make me cum if you keep going.” He groaned, removing your warm hand and shivering when he suddenly felt cold.

You giggled— a sounds that he never wants to go so long without heading again— and spread your legs, wrapping your arms around his neck to fiddle with the hairs on his nape. “I’m ready when you are.” It was the same thing you said when he finished size training you when he took your virginity.

He leant down to press his lips to yours, the both of your getting lost in each other for as long as you could manage. You reached down to grab Yunho’s dick, rubbing your thumb along his tip to tease him. He pulled away with a hiss, mouth falling agape as he looked down to see you playing with him.

He glanced back up at you, smirking before letting out another stuttered breath. Maybe he was overly sensitive too.

“Don’t tease, t-tiny. C’mon just put in in already, know you want too.” He tried to mask how much he loved your hands, but it was no use. You chuckled, pressing a kiss to his cheek before placing his top at your soaked entrance, coating his tip in your juices before moving your hand away.

“Fuck me, pretty please.” You didn’t have to ask him twice. He leant back down to connect your lips again before easing himself inside of you, the both of you groaning at the feeling of finally being connected.

The stretch was stinging, but it was bearable thanks to the foreplay and how wet you were. Yunho slowly pushed inside until he bottomed out, letting out a deep groan that made your rib cage ring. He put your legs onto his shoulders, waiting for you to adjust while he did everything in his power to keep still.

“M-move.” You mumbled, mind going dumb at how his cock dragged against your walls. God it felt so good to be full again, to be full of Yunho again. His pace started slow, wanting to drag out the session for as long as he could manage so he’s never have to disconnect from you again.

But you both grew impatient.

“More. Please gimme more Yu.” He happily obliged. He moved your legs off of his shoulders to wrap them around his hips, curling your body so he would hit deeper inside of you. You could feel him kissing your cervix, and it was making you loose your mind.

He set a hard, quick pace, using his smooth hips to create the perfect pace that has the both of you moaning silly. “God you feel so f-fuck perfect around me.” Yunho groaned, burying his face in your neck to moan into the skin. The only sounds you could make were whiny, fucked out moans, and they continued to feed Yunho’s ego.

“Your pussy was made for my fat cock huh, tiny? S-so fucking tight I can barley— fuck I’m close.” You couldn’t even manage to form a sentence right now. Your mind was completely muddled; filled with pleasure and Yunho.

“Oh god,” you moaned, arching you back it get closer to your boyfriend (if that was possible). “‘M gonna cum. P-please lemme cum Yun. Pleasepleaseplease— ah!” He cut off your begging by rubbing fast hard circles against your clit, angling his hips so his tip brushed that special spot deep inside of you.

Yunho leaned down to nibble on your ear, brutally thrusting his hips against yours with no mercy. “Cum for me.” That’s all you needed. His sweet, honey like voice sent you over the edge; your thighs spasming and your core tightly clenching.

Your juices covered his cock cock slicker, letting him continue to bury himself inside of you, chasing his own high. “Almost there tiny,” he let out a broken groan, hips stuttering. “Gonna cum baby. Where do y-you want it?” He knew where you wanted it, but asking never hurt.

“In me. Fuck Yun please cum inside me baby!” Your voice in his ear was like a drug. Yunho let out a whimper he was holding in, the pace he set stuttering out of control as he grew closer and closer to his finish.

He connected his lips yours, moaning into your mouth as he filled you up to the brim. Four months worth of cum deep inside of you. And to you, there was no better placed for it to be. You shifted your hips to the best of your abilities, trying to get every drop of cum you could out of him. Yunho hissed in overstimulation, breaking away from your lips to look down at your connected centers.

Now wanting to move yet, he shifted you both around so you were lying on your sides; your right leg kicked over his hip so he was still deep inside of you. You let out a content sigh, melting into his gentle touch as he drew circles against your back. Sleepily, you pressed your lips against his chest, right over his beating heart and smiling when he chuckled.

“Do you wanna get cleaned up?” He asked, pressing kissed against your face before pecking your lips. Once, twice, thrice before he fully connected them in a breathtaking kiss, chaste and sweet with nothing but love. You hummed, nodding but never letting go of him.

Yunho groaned, playfully nipping at your nose to get you to giggle. “I have to go start the bath tiny. You’ve gotta let go.”

“Who says?” You pout, deciding now was the time to be a brat. Yunho sighed, knowing making you let go would be more of a pain than just carrying you. “You’ve always managed to throw me around other times haven’t you? A few steps to the bathroom shouldn’t be to hard, especially with your long ass legs.” He hates how you have a point.

With a sigh Yunho picked you up, turning so his feet planting into the ground and he carried you with him to the bathroom. He sat you down on the toilet after pulling out of you, letting you do your business as he bent over to start the bath. Not being able to help yourself, you started using his butt-cheeks as drums, singing ‘Pirate King’.

He looked back at you, face showing he wasn’t amused but the smile that tugged at his lips said other wise. You raised your hands up in defense, quickly reaching back down to tap his butt once again before raising the hand back up. “What? I’m an innocent woman with less than innocent urges.”

“You’re also childish.”

“Says you—“ he pulled you into a rough kiss, silencing you and making whatever brat that had festered inside of you disappear. Yunho pulled away, giving you a cocky smirk that let you know he knew how to tame you. “Don’t start with me, tiny. Because I promise I will make you scream so fucking loud that the hotel next door will hear you begging for my cock like the slut you are. Understand.” The grip he had your your jaw was gentle but firm, letting you know he was anything but joking.

“Yes sir.” You wished you could hold onto being bratty longer, but you were to tired to handle another round. He was please with your answer, patting your cheek gently before stopping the wart and placing you inside and climbing in after you.

Once you finished your bath and got dressed, did your night routine and dried your hair (which took forever might I add), you and Yunho lied in bed, wrapped around each other like a pair of wired earphones when you put them in your pocket.

“Yunho?” You mumbled, sleep knocking on your door just waiting to be let in. He hummed in response, playing with your fluffed out hair before pecking your forehead. “Can you sing for me? Turbulence please, it’s one of my favorite songs.” He felt his heart skip two beats.

Every moment felt so domestic with you, almost like your lives were some kind of perfect fairytale.

He liked the story too, as long as his story aligned with yours he’d forever be happy.

Clearing his throat he began to sing, voice soft and low and it made your heart melt. Your shoulders relaxed even further, eyes closing as a small smile played on your lips. He sent for a few more moments until your soft breaths fanned against his neck, and he immediately knew you were passed out.

Yunho chuckled, not being able to help himself when he just sat and looked at your sleeping face. God he loved you so much it almost hurt. He placed a slow, lingering kiss against your forehead, closing his own eyes as his heart hummed happily.

“Goodnight my love, I love you.”

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midnightlee25 · 10 months

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Could I request Nikaidou having a Yandere!Doctor obsessed with him please? Like they think it’s cute how vulnerable he is and want to take care of him forever

Random Yandere Headcanons: Kouhei Nikaidou with yandere doctor darling that’s obsessed with him

He will cling to them like no other.

But there will be times when he pushes them away for reasons only known to him.

This is a pattern where he does things for reasons only known to him.

Dragging them everywhere to make them stay in one place as another example.

One of the main things that will always be the same is that he will only let them take care of him when he gets hurt.

Also, his love of their obsession with him.

He doesn't say anything about their yandereness towards him.

Even if they are the type to hurt others for him. In fact, he may just join them most of the time.

#I’m sorry this took so long #Feel free to say if this was the wrong character and I'll redo the request with the right one #yandere #yandere headcanons #golden kamuy #yandere golden kamuy #nikaidou kouhei #yandere nikaidou kouhei

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seokjinsonlyone · 1 year

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hai bestie!

let’s feed into some delusional, shall we?

what do you think the members would be like if they hung out with armys individually on an off day? if that were you, how do u think u would feel? :}

babe... u had me at delusional <33333 let's DO IT

i think joon would be sooooo cool about it like he loves meeting new people and doing things and bc he knows you're a fan it really would be like hanging out with an old friend like you'd probably meet up around noon hit up a brunch spot chat over eggs and coffee and then ya know i don't think you'd end up at a museum bc that's his interest and he loves it soooo much that he would not be focusing on you so i think he'd do something more neutral like a bike ride or something and then sit and talk under a tree at some point get some ice cream or something and just walk around and talk and then get dinner like really the whole day would just be eating and talking tbh bc he the type that got something to say about everything and tbh i do too <333 so that'd be my ideal day we'd 100% be besties by the end of it and i'd probably be in love with him or something or maybe not if our core principles are diametrically opposed but bffs fo sho

hanging out with seokjin would NOT be an all day affair unless you convinced him to play games with you or let you watch him play games which would be hard to do he'd probably say it was boring for you and that y'all should do something more exciting and so i think if you was to hang out with seokjin you could like do a cooking class with him like he'd get chef baek or one of his other celeb chef friends to teach him a recipe and y'all could cook together and then eat and drink together it'd be cute bc he'd be rambling the whole time bc he get nervous like mouf moving a mile a minute talking nonsense until he gets comfortable with u and then his mouf would be moving two miles a minute either way i think it'd be really fun like you know he silly and got all the jokes and he'd be so caring worrying over you while you chopping telling you to be careful bc you the one that pay his bills it's true he just wants you to be safe so you can continue cutting his checks <\3

i have no idea what hanging out with yoongi would look like like what are his interests besides music LOL OH HE LIKES SPORTS but i'm not bout to sit and watch a game with him like i'm only willing to go so far for a man i mean if it was like an in person one with him maybe that'd be cool but i'd probably annoy him by asking the rules like don't get me wrong i know the basics of basketball bc of my dad and brother but all the fouls and this and that idk how that works SO THAT'S AN IDEA but tbh i'd probably just be drinks like it'd be fun to drink with him won't get drunk bc then i'd just be sleepy but have a enough so that my head gets that floaty feeling yes i'd be all rowdy and i know yoongi is good for conversation like suchwita a hit fr it'd be something lowkey like that drinks and food and he got that kinda dry sense of humor and he opinionated just like me my twin flame fr i wanna have some whiskey with him now

do i have to spend only a day with hobi? i can't marry him?? this has nothing to do with anything but i would marry hobi even if he didn't love me like i would be in a loveless marriage with him bc you know even if he didn't love me he would still care about me like we may not sleep in the same bed but he would still cook me breakfast in the morning we may not go on dates but we would still hang out and probably like watch tv together some nights we may not kiss but i know he'd give the best hugs when i wanted or need it and you may say why not just be his friend then and the answer is bc i'm toxic just bc he not mine doesn't mean i want him to be anyone else's 🥰 and you know i'm not sure what circumstances would lead to him marrying someone he doesn't love but i know he wouldn't cheat on me like ion think he got it in him BUT ANYWAY BACK ON TOPIC LOL i wanna go shopping with hobi so bad like not even necessarily for myself like even if i don't plan on buying anything or relying on him to pick up the check i just wanna walk into a fancy louis v store or prada store and be serviced like tbh i just wanna live the rich life with him for a day bc one thing about hobi is he is BOUJEE LOL like he is one of the most humble down to earth people ever but he obviously takes advantage of his wealth and i can't blame him for it bc i would too so i just wanna be rich and catered alongside him skskskssl i wanna go with him to one of them boujee restaurants and get a plate that got 3 ounces of food sitting in the middle of it wit some sauce circling it that cost like $40 and then we'll be in the middle of the joint cutting up bc hobi loud and then you get me riled up and i'm loud and all the other stuffy people gonna be annoyed that we rich and happy yeah <3

jimin <333 my babycakes my bias wrecker the current object of my affections i think as shown by his most recent lives that he’s good with us as long as he’s using his hands but at that same time he’s most likely to go along with whatever you wanted to do like frfr tbh thinking back looking at the data i’m like 87% sure that jimin has some kind of humiliation kink but that is NOT what we’re talking about so um anyway fortunately for him i like crafts so we’d probably build a couple lego sets together like i’d make him spring for them expensive ones like he gon spend some time with me that day mhm we gon be sitting there looking at the instructions with squinted eyes tryna figure out which part go where yessirrrr it’d be really fun and you know how our relationship with jimin is like we gon make sure each other is hydrated and fed so lots of snacks and stuff and he’d probably order a dinner in too and it’d just be a real nice meet cute situation the room would be filled with giggles

taehyung is so trusting that this man would let you into his home like if you’re army and you’ve been vetted by the company and allowed to spend some time with him you not gonna do nothing bad to him in his mind so he definitely talking you back to the crib like i can see him letting you in and introducing you to tannie and of course tannie’s gonna look at you like you’re something he stepped in and then walk away and tae gonna lie and say he like you even tho you know he doesn’t then he’s just gonna hand you a headset and walk you to his pc room and start playing some game and you’re gonna be like 🎧🧑‍💻👁️👄👁️ bc it’s gon be something you’re either bad at or never played before and you gonna be playing AGAINST him bc he not gon let you mess up his rank and then you’re gonna be yelling bc omg how could he just shoot you like that when you trying to figure out your controls like he’s soooo dirty for that and once he’s had his phone beating you y’all are gonna end up having a nice lil conversation about why you like bts and he gon hit up your bias (if it ain’t him) and force you to talk to him it’ll be embarrassing and then somehow y’all gonna end up like watching music videos and dance practices and dear lord don’t let you be handy with the footwork or good with the lyrics bc he’s gonna get so hyped up he’s gonna record you and dance and sing with you and just know that by the end of the day you finna end up in the group chat

it’d be a real classic time with jk like you’re gonna start off at a bbq restaurant gorging yourselves on samgyeopsal and galbi or whatever kinda meat he’s in the mood for and either beer or soju probably both tbh like y’all definitely leaving the establishment at least a lil inebriated and then y’all are headed straight for a noraebang room bc one thing about jk is he love a karaoke session like i feel like he’ll start off with some nice lil ballads so he can show off as if you don’t know that he’s one of this generation’s best vocalists and you just gonna sit there in awe for a bit hearing his voice so close in person and then me personally i can show off a bit too and so i’d do that but then also one thing about us is we looove to get hyped so it’d transform from nice lil slow songs to like pop kpop and rap anthems us jumping up and down around the room getting hyped and after a couple hours we gon be too tired to keep it going but the vibes gon be too good to end the night there and jungkook gon be like OJO i gotta feed bam and boom you ending up at his house too meeting the dog this one’s considerably nicer than tannie a lil weary of you bc you too chummy wit his daddy but at least you won’t feel like a street rat in comparison anyway so y’all would probably end up playing with bam he will have worked off whatever y’all ate at the beginning and order some chicken and get ramen going on the stove and then y’all will spend the rest of the night scrolling through tiktok

all in all good days me thinks 🥰

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