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jake-g-lockley · 11 months

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Can I have prompt 23 and 27 with Poe Dameron, with a side of enemies to lovers please?

Feels Right (Poe Dameron x reader)

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Prompts: "you are, without a doubt, the most annoying person i've ever crossed paths with. and don't even get me started on the sound of your voice." and "please shut up. i can't stand how appealing your voice is."'

A/N: HALLU! Firstly, thank you for this request nonnie! Sorry it took me so freaking long to complete, had a busy few months :”)

Warnings: MDNI, smut, a little bit of dub-con, dry humping, dom!Poe, sub!reader, bondage, fingering, oral (f receiving), protected p in v, a bit of angst, lots of fluff, swearing, jealousy, possessive Poe.

Word count: 5.3k

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You couldn't stand his voice. You wanted him to shut up, your only thought in your head was "Please shut up. I can't stand how appealing your voice is.” You couldn’t stand the way he looked at everyone, so full of hope. You couldn’t stand the way his curls bounced when he turned his head or the way his eyes sparkled when they came in contact with yours.

It was all too much.

You raised your hand the second he asked whether there were other questions. He narrowed his eyes but like the good receptive leader he was, he nodded at you.

“This is less of a question and more of a request. I’d just like to say that I need people to start keeping the hangar clean and stop parking x-wings wherever you please, only for me to wake up in the morning and dock the ships for you. What are y’all? A bunch of five year olds?” you huffed, your hands on your hips.

You were addressing everyone in the room, but your eyes were steadily trained on the Black Leader, who had a small smirk on his face. He walked around the table and your eyes followed him while you spoke, holding your head high as he approached you.

“You heard your commander, folks!” he addressed the room with one of his charming smiles.

Leaning in, he whispers. “Although, I can’t say I’ll be the one keeping the promise, darling.”

You stiffened at the sound of his voice. He was too close and you wanted to body slam him onto the floor so that you would not have to hear him for a while.You flinched slightly as he brought his hands together for a clap.

“All right, everyones dismissed.”

You stood rooted to your spot, glaring at the General as he went to pick up his data pad.

“Oh fuck you, Dameron.” you mumbled to his back.

“Say it with a little more chest and I’ll be down, Commander.” he turned his head to you and smirked.

Those lips.

Those fucking lips.

The one time you caved into them made you regret every possible living day you’ve had since. The way those lips had carved out the secret between you two made it seem unbreakable. You craved the taste, but you were too stubborn to satisfy the craving and you had a feeling he knew you were holding back, the passing glances and glares holding something a little more than just resentment.

“You, Dameron, are, without a doubt, the most annoying person I've ever crossed paths with. and don't even get me started on the sound of your voice." you snap.

“Hmm, would you like my voice to say something only for your ears, sweet angel?” He replied so smoothly that you almost let yourself smile, but you resisted, clenching your jaw hard.

You scowled through your heating cheeks and you let out a sharp breath as the door closed behind him. Over the past few years, that voice has been the bane of your existence. Always saying something cocky, vain or insulting. That didn’t help to cure your insatiable need for him though.

You’d spend your nights dreaming away about the way he would sound, if you ever got the chance to get under him. How would his lips feel against the shell of your ear if he were to keep his promise and whisper all the beautiful things you'd want him to do to you? Would he whimper if you tug those curls just right or would he grunt and growl if you scratched that glorious back of his? These questions kept you awake and ebbed away at your sanity for years. You glanced at the clock and rubbed your cheek, groaning slightly at the way you had let this ordinary man completely ruin your relatively stable mind.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You stared with sleep laden eyes at the x-wing that was parked smack in the middle of the hangar. You scowled again at Poe’s mischief and mumbled curses under your breath as you climbed the ladder up into the cockpit. You slid into his seat and took a deep breath as Poe’s scent filled your nostrils. You smile to yourself, tracing the joystick before you with your fingers.

You don't actually hate him, every single good memory you’ve had has him in it. You do however, enjoy the back and forth the both of you had going on for the past few months due to your sudden promotions. Secretly, you were in love with Poe, his stupid boyish swagger made your heart ache, especially when he used that god awful smile on you.

Slowly, everything was becoming more and more overwhelming, lulling you into sleep. You turned and pressed your nose into the seat, breathing in the soothing scent as your eyes fluttered close.

“Just for a few minutes…” you mumbled, and soon the cockpit of the x-wing was filled with the sounds of your snores.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Poe was waiting for you at the hanger, watching for any movement from his x-wing. He loved teasing you like this, smiling to himself when he sees you unhappily wadling in your sleep shirt towards his ship. He waited for you to come down, so that he could scare you. He frowned when you took too long, silences ringing in his ear when his ship didn’t start moving. Alarm bells started going off in his head and he rushed to the x-wing and quickly climbed up, only to see you sleeping there.

He stared at you for a while, leaning against his x-wing as you snored softly in his seat, nuzzing your nose into his chair. He didn’t make a mistake, kissing you that one fateful day, pretending to be drunk to maybe earn your favour for the night. He knew he couldn’t have you the second your lips pressed harder against his, igniting something that he could not explain, alongside with the urge to keep you safe. He pushed you away that night, vowing to never turn back to you until he could keep you and his people safe.

The general sighed and flipped open a dummy switch by the control, a switch that you had never touched before, to reveal your face. He pressed his two fingers to his lips and to the picture of your smiling face, just like he always did before he took flight, followed by the softest kiss on your forehead, something totally unorthodox to him, something that he would talk himself out of if he ever gave his heart a chance to listen to his brain. Poe waited for a while for you to stir but breathed out a sigh of relief when you didn’t.

He wanted to keep his distance, he really did. But you kept him up all night, the way you gasped into his mouth when the kiss got a little more hungry never really left his mind, rolling over and over like a broken tape recorder. He wanted to hold you in his arms and keep his promise, to keep you alive and beautiful as always. To never see you cower away in pain or suffering ever again. How could he do that when everything went radioactive around him?

He wanted you so bad, and he was running out of ideas and ways to stay out of your lane. Poe sighed again, reaching out to move away a strand of hair that fell out of place.He leaned back and watched you a little longer until his eyes grew heavy with sleep too.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You woke up in your bed, completely confused with your bearings. You had a weird dream, being in Poe’s x-wing, being carried out by him. You tried to go through the dream in order, piecing together whether it was real or not. You finally shook your head, figuring that you probably dreamt it up in your sleep-addled brain.

You sigh and decide to get up and start your day, pulling your datapad to check your schedule. There were going to be new recruits today and you had to greet them and assign them to their positions. It was the easiest of your jobs, your smile genuine as your heart gets lighter now that the galaxy was healing. You quickly got up and got ready, to show your best to the new recruits.

You stood poised in your uniform waiting for the transport to touch down at the hangar when suddenly you felt a strong presence behind you. You didn’t need to be a master of the force to know that Poe Dameron was standing behind you, his gaze piercing the back of your head making your smile slightly. You raise your chin slightly as the door to the transport drops and a few individuals walk out. One of them leads the bunch, walking slightly faster and taller towards you. A beautiful woman, her hair cropped short and her sleeves torn up, revealing intricate tattoos. You shoot the woman with your best smile and she grins back.

“Ah, you must be the General, people talk about your greatness but never your beauty. I am Keana and this is my team.” the woman kneels in front of you and takes your hand, planting a soft kiss onto the back of it, making your face heat up at the gesture.

You were quite literally lost for words until you felt someone’s body press against your shoulder.

“That’s because I am the general.” Poe’s voice rang clear and authoritative, and the woman before you quickly stands up and throws Poe a sheepish smile.

“Terribly sorry for the mistake, I assumed that this fine lady here is the general due to her uniform.” Her words made you spin around to see Poe in his flight suit, helmet tucked under his arm and you try hard not to laugh.

While Keana rounded her group, you tip your head towards Poe with a small smile on your face.

“I think she called you ugly, baby.” you whisper and his head turns almost too sharply at your utterance of the nickname.

Poe Dameron was far from ugly. He was indeed one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever laid your eyes on. His scruffy stubble and flawless boyish curls made him look like an effortless prince. His character and charisma only heightened his attractiveness and he had a smile and glint in his eyes that made him irresistible. Poe rolled his eyes at your statement, a smirk evidently trying not to show on his lips as he tried to hold back his next statement.

“Come on, no snarky remark?” you say, utterly impressed by his control.

Poe gave you a pointed look and sauntered off to his x-wing, which was suspiciously parked in the right spot. You stared a little longer at the pilot, your eyes trailing a little lower than your liking and you pout and turn on your heel to join Keana and her little group for their tour.

You knew the man was up to something but you just could not prove what he was doing, or not doing.

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By the time the sun had begun to set, you were completely bugged out. Poe teasing you at any point of day had been a daily occurrence since the both of you touched down onto the base. But today he hadn’t said a word directly to you and you were lying if you weren’t slightly worried about it. He also had been tactfully avoiding you all day and you were positive he was when you swear you saw a rush of orange in your peripheral when you finished your tour.

Fortunately for you, you ran into the best two people that would know where Poe was.

“Finn! Rey! Where’s Dameron?” you panted, running to catch up with them.

“His room, I think. He was weirdly quiet and working on something the last time I saw him.” Finn said and Rey nodded along.

“Room. Got it. Thanks.” you punctuated before running off to Poe’s room.

You gathered yourself when you found Poe’s door, combing your fingers through your hair and then straightening out your blouse before keying in the passcode. You walked through the doorway as soon as the door whoshed open, only to find Poe staring blankly at his datapad on his bed. He didn’t even turn to look at you, his eyes carefully trained onto what he was reading.

“Dameron! Everything okay?” You chirpily asked as you invited yourself to sit at his desk, turning the chair to face him.

The silence that rang after your question was deafening. You narrowed your eyes at the man before you, trying to figure out why he was giving you the silent treatment. You pursed your lips and clicked your tongue as Poe subtly shifted, still paying you no attention at all.

Poe hated the way you called him by his last name. He sure as hell didn’t care if he was addressed with it by any other person, but by you? A fiery rage burned in him, fuelled by the way the new recruit flirted with you and the way you had blushed and flushed even with him standing right behind you. He shouldn’t be this angry, not with you, never with you.

“So the tour went great as usual, Keana is really nice and her team is great, I think that they would do just fine with our people.” You went on, breaking through the silence again as Poe types something into the data pad.

Poe’s anger was slowly growing and he focused all his might into not losing his temper and doing something that he might regret. He continued to ignore you as if you weren’t sitting there with a beautiful smile on your face that was slowly melting into a frown that he equally enjoyed. He saw your hand move and realised that you were waving at him, trying to force his attention to you.

You sighed, still not willing to admit defeat. Your brain races through the scenarios in which you could get the General’s attention when suddenly, all the lights go off, making you gasp. You scrambled off the chair and ran to the door, trying to open it but it wouldn’t budge.

“What, never had a power cut in your life, darling?” Poe’s voice dripped like venom over you from the bed, making you slowly turn around to face him.

He was finally looking at you, a glare of pure disdain etched upon his handsome face that was illuminated by the screen of his data pad, flipped your stomach at its intensity.

Why was he so angry?

His face turns back to the data pad, resuming its previous deadpan expression. You walk over to his bed and sit at the edge, watching quietly as he works, the anger seemingly radiating out of his body and making you feel small.

You blinked after a while, realising that this man actually had no right to be mad at you. All this time, it had been him annoying the hell out of you. Why should you feel small? You straighten your back and scooched closer, your hand near his.

You poked him, digging your finger into his side, only for no response. Whatever he was mad about must be making him really angry, because on a normal day, Poe Dameron would be the most sensitive person on base.

“Daaameron. Dameron, Dameron, Dameron, Dameron.” You jabbed away, but to no avail.

Inside, Poe was enjoying this. He wanted to see how far you would go to gain his attention. Somehow he knew that you were aware of what he was doing because you suddenly stopped your jabbing, your hand dropping back to your side once again.

You took a good look at him, wondering if he was worth the risk of losing everything. Your mind was probably leaning towards your riskier side as you eyed the way he sat, his legs and torso forming a seat that you couldn’t resist wanting to sit on. Your intrusive thoughts got the best of you as you quickly climbed into the bed and slid onto his lap. Poe’s eyes widen for a split second and his free hand grasps at your hips as he makes eye contact as he huffs out a breath. Then suddenly, his face goes stoic again.

He turns to his data pad that was still clutched in his other hand and continues to read, as if unbothered by your presence. Your hands bunch up his shirt and you hold onto him as you grimace. You shifted a little in his lap and felt his grip on your hip tighten slightly, making you smirk. A part of you was nervous, being in such a compromising position with your general, but Poe could have thrown you off his body eons ago if he wanted to.

Instead he sat as still as possible, only his eyes and chest slightly moving. If Poe was the one who was nervous, he clearly wasn’t showing it. You blatantly checked him out, his pretty boy curls flopping here and there, the curve of his necklace as it rested against his glorious neck, the bobbing of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed, the slight part of his plump lips that you oh so craved for, all zeroing you to the point of why you were there in the first place.

You steadied yourself, sliding your hands to either side of his shoulder, feeling the muscles underneath his jacket. Even with you feeling him up, Poe didn’t budge a single inch, his hand now gently resting on the curve of your hip. You eyed Poe’s stubble longingly, your heart thudding inside your chest as you gazed at how perfect the curve of his jaw was. A few of Poe’s fingers lightly squeezed at your hip as if he were daring you to make your next move too.

You figured “Why not.”

What could you possibly lose now, you were already straddling him.

You grabbed at his jacket and leaned in, pressing a feathery kiss to a spot between his neck and where his jaw started, and to your absolute joy, another soft gasp emitting from his lips. You let go of his jacket and let your chest lay flat against his, sliding your hands around his neck and smiling against his neck before pressing another kiss and feeling a light shudder.

“Give up Dameron.” you murmured.

Poe’s eyes remained glued to the datapad but you knew he wasn't concentrating anymore with the way he started to breathe, slow and shallow, as if he were focusing on composing himself. You slowly run your fingers through his locks, your nails grazing the nape of his neck, gently coaxing him to relax when suddenly you feel his breath jump.

“Where’s that aggravating voice of yours now, General?” You purred into his ear and felt a growing hardness beneath you, along with your own swirling heat at the pit of your abdomen.

One of your hands make their way back to his face, gently grabbing at his jaw as you push yourself off him again, effectively grinding your hot core into his just to rile the pilot up. Poe’s eyes were half lidded now and his data pad hung loosely in his grip as his hand had drifted down onto his bed, laying limp. You pushed his chin up, forcing him to make eye contact with you.

When those swirling dark brown eyes snapped to yours, you realised how much trouble you were in, just from a single glance.

“Poe…” you whispered, so softly that you doubted he heard you despite the lack of space between the two of you.

Poe’s free hand snaked up your back and held onto the back of your neck in an instant, pulling you towards him as your lips finally crashed together. The kiss was urgent and Poe wasted no time snaking the hand at your waist around your body to keep you pinned against him, making your mouth drop open, welcoming Poe’s tongue as he pushed himself up to kiss you harder.

You’ve been wanting this for months and the satisfaction that rushed over you was like no other. You didn’t care about the fact that you couldn’t breathe, you just needed to feel him against you. Poe pulls away with a sharp intake of breath as you grind down hard on his growing erection. His eyes were still on yours, piercing right through your soul.

“You’re starting something that you’re gonna regret, sweetheart.” He whispered as he readjusted the way you were straddling him.

“What are you gonna do? Throw me out of the resistance?” You laughed but it died down instantly when a smirk curled itself onto his kiss-addled lips.

Poe had kept everything he felt about you pented up for months and now he was fuelled with a passion like no other. He flipped you over and towered over you, watching as your face went flush and your eyes grew wide.

“Oh you’ll see.” He simply said before leaning down to kiss you again, pressing his entire body against your frame as your hands flew to his hair.

He knew you having your hands in his hair turns you on as much as it does him, but he tutted against your lips and pulled your hands down from his head anyway.

“You're really a brat.” he says lowly.

“Poe please…” you begged him with your eyes, not wanting him to stop.

“Brats don't get to touch me.” He gets on his knees and towered over you, unbuckling his belt as you watched on, completely aroused by the way he tugs it.

He twisted his belt and looped it around the buckle a few times before you knew what he was doing. He slipped the makeshift cuff onto your wrists and secured you to the bed, making you giggle nervously, tugging your wrists and showing you that you were going nowhere.

“There you go, pretty girl.” he smiled cruelly, tapping your cheek with his fingers and you gasped slightly at his demeanour.

“What should I do with you?” he asked mockingly as his hands trailed to your shirt, undoing the first few buttons.

“I’d save the best for last,” he smiled to himself before raising his eyebrows at you and ripping the rest of your shirt. “and I’ll start with my appetiser.”

Your breathing had quickened and you were following Poe’s every move. His fingers had moved to the waistband of your pants and he watched your eyes widen as he hooked his fingers.

“Want me to stop?” Poe questioned, slightly amused by your silence.

“No, no, please don’t!” You whine, your hands tugging uselessly at their bonds.

“As you wish, baby.” he gives you another cheeky smirk before pulling your pants down, along with your underwear, exposing you to the cold air of his room. He was a little further away now and you tried to make your eyes adjust to the dark so that you could see him.

That's when you felt a warm breath against your cunt. You wanted to snap your legs close but strong hands clamped you down and a casual chuckle emitted from your core. A soft kiss in your inner thigh rubbed all the feelings of anxiety away and Poe’s hand began to rub soft circles in the plush of your thigh that made you sink further into his bed.

“Oh, Poe…” was all you could say as his breath fanned your exposed core again.

“That’s right, angel, love hearing you beg for me.” Poe said sultry, almost to your cunt rather than to you.

He pressed a feather light kiss onto your clit and you keened, a soft airy moan filling the room.

“These moans are mine.” Poe said softly from between your legs.

His hands travelled slightly higher, his big palms and fingers feeling the planes of your skin.

“This body is mine.” He said again, almost to himself.

Something clicked inside you and you finally figured out what got you here in the first place.

“You’re mine.” This time, the words were uttered so softly that you were pretty sure you had lost Poe to his own thoughts.

Suddenly with your last act of defiance, you found yourself saying:

“You jealous, pretty boy?”

That's when all hell broke loose and you knew your next few thoughts were going to be incoherent.

Poe’s tongue lapped up your arousal that had been pooling from grinding on him and his words, making you arch your back and push your pussy into his face. His hands travelled back to your core and held you open, as he started to devour you like a man starved.

Nothing in the galaxy could have prepared you for the way your general started eating you out. He ate your spend like he earned it, licking and slurping and moaning into your pussy as if it gave him life to so what he was doing. His beautiful nose rubbed into your clit just right and your whimpering only fuelled his fire because he latched his mouth onto your clit and pushed two fingers into you without a question.

You sweared, through your haze ridden mind, that he smirked against you as you started to writhe and gasp for air as his fingers reached the delicious spot that you yearned for. You were shaking for him within a few minutes, hands desperately trying to grab onto something but failing as your orgasm ripped through you like a hailstorm.

Poe knew you were being too loud but didn’t have the heart or the coherent thought to stop you from screaming his name at the top of your lungs as your clit throbbed between his lips and your cunt clenched tightly around his fingers that were still trying their best to piston in and out of you.

Poe brought you down with several gentle kitten licks and soft kisses onto your skin as his hand began to knead gently at your flesh. He heard his belt rattling again, followed by a soft whimper that tore at his heart strings, causing him to crawl up your body with soft words leaving his lips.

“Okay, baby, you’re okay. You did so well.” he said through your gasps and gently untied you from his bed frame.

He brought your wrist to his lips and kissed them gently before rubbing them comfortingly. Your whimpers quietened down and your soft breathes made Poe smile as he brought his face close to yours.

“Hello.” He says as you pry your eyes open.

“Hey.” You breathe, taking in his pretty face before leaning up for a kiss.

Poe caught your lips gracefully, his kisses softer and more calculated. You tasted yourself on him and you realised what you had just done with your general. Poe could probably sense your hesitation when your side of the kiss had a sense of unsurity.

“Baby?” he asked as he pulled away.

“Is this right?” You asked, searching his eyes.

“Yes, baby, yes. I want this and it feels right to me. Does it feel right to you?” He says, reassuringly rubbing at your cheek with his thumb.

You smiled. This was your Poe.

“Yes, Poe. It feels right.” you giggled slightly as Poe sighed in relief.

“So you gonna fuck me now?” you raised your eyebrow and let your eyes droop, causing the now accustomed smirk to form on Poe’s face with your words.

“Didn’t think you’d ask.” Poe answered in his usual confident tone.

Poe got rid of his pants faster than you could ever imagine. To say that you were slightly intimidated by his size was definitely an understatement. He reached over you to his bedside drawer and pulled out a condom, slipping it on and letting his length drop between the both of you.

You stared incredulously at his cock that was laid out on your stomach. You’d definitely feel him in your guts for days after this. You found yourself trailing a hand down to his cock, wrapping your fingers around him to test his weight.

Poe moaned dangerously low as you started to stroke his cock, his head thrown back almost immediately. You stroked him a few more times before lining up his tip at your entrance, taking your time as you slowly let him push himself in.

“Maker, Poe.” You cried as he slowly bottomed out, never feeling this full in your entire life.

“It's okay, baby, I’m here.” Poe’s voice was strained from the way your pussy gripped around him and the both of you knew it was only a matter of a few minutes before you both were pushed past breaking point.

You nodded and Poe started to move slowly, your synchronised moans and groans echoing around the dark room once again. Poe leaned down and began to slowly suck at your exposed breast that had popped out of their bra in your previous tousle. You arched your back and threaded a hand up his locks, pulling him tightly against you as your other hand generously scratched up his back, making him moan hungrily against your tit.

“Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good.” he groaned.

His movements increased with sudden vigour, picking up the pace to match your beautiful moans. The amazing drag of his cock in your wet channel made you want to float and you feel yourself losing yourself to him. Poe’s hand ended up between the two of you and you knew he was close as his fingers started to rub gently at your already abused clit.

“Come with me Poe, please.” You whispered and he nodded immediately.

“Now.” he breathed and you came with a choked groan as you milked him, pushing him and prolonging his release with each clench of your cunt.

He pumped himself inside you a few more times before letting his legs give way, collapsing ungracefully on top of you. The both of you spent the next few minutes catching your breath, completely spent from your irresponsible activities.

Poe gets up first, pressing a gentle kiss onto your shoulder before pulling himself out of you with a groan. He pulls off the condom and you hear him tossing it aside and gently lowering himself next to you as you admire the mess you made of him.

You gently run your knuckle against his cheekbone and watch his eyes flutter close. You shuffle closer and turn around, tucking yourself into his chest and pulling his arms around you, feeling incredibly clingy after that vigorous session.

“Who knew you had an off button inside you.” Poe spoke up after a while and you swatted at his bicep, causing him to chuckle and cuddle you closer.

You suddenly felt vulnerable in his arms, turning to face him once more.

“Poe?” you whisper.

“Hmm?”

“D-do you like me?” you ask, hugging your arms around your own naked body.

Silence filled the room and you thought you were done for, that this was all for nothing when suddenly, a loud laugh emitted from Poe, causing you to jump slightly.

“You’re telling me, you slid into my lap and let me fuck you how I wanted to fuck you and you’re now asking if I like you?! Are you dumb?” he cackled through his words and you pouted.

“I don’t like you, stupid. I love you.” Poe said in one final sentence that made you almost stop functioning.

“You- I…” you tried to say but Poe cut you off with a kiss, a kiss so gentle almost like he was afraid to break you.

“I love you too Poe.” You breathed the second his lips gave you the tiniest bit of space.

“I know.” He smiled at you before giving you one last peck. “Can we go back to cuddling now and talk about everything when the power comes back?”

“By talk you mean-”

“Do I need to spell it out, commander? Now hush.” he slyly cuts you off and you smile as his arms wrap around you once again, your heart and mind finally settling in the same place.

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sparklingsjy · 1 year

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enhypen's reaction to you getting them jealous with other members

note: requested by anon!

contains: fluff and suggestive for some of hyung line! niki kisses you !!?!?;"$

heeseung:

you and hee have been dating for quite some time but he wasn't used to pda in front of his members yet

on the other hand, you and sunoo are close friends and hee's always been jealous of you two

once you guys are at a little party with friends, sunoo and you decide to get him jealous :>

you and heeseung were speaking with his old lab partner but she rarely paid any attention to you and got touchy with him

obviously this irritated you but it also helped you push forward with your plan on getting heeseung jealous !

you make eye contact with sunoo and lightly brush your ear (which is the signal to come over and get the show started LMAO)

"y/n! you seem so bored here, let's dance!"

"hmm alright!"

you two both run off while heeseung is watching in a confused state

sunoo tells the dj to switch to his the weeknd playlist to make this <spicy> between you two

hee switches places with the girl so that he has a better view of you and sunoo but whew that may of been a mistake

you and sunoo were all up on each other which was a sight heeseung was clearly not found of since when you looked at him, he was staring daggers at sunoo

to piss him off even more, you just smirked and brought sunoo closer

that definitely pushed it when he dragged you out and into the car

"heeseung . . you can't just take me out of a party when i'm having fun!"

"is grinding on sunoo fun to you?"

"i was not grinding??"

"you think i'm oblivious?"

"sometimes"

"you're done for when we get home"

"what is that supposed to mean . . ."

"means you gotta behave for me y/n"

heeseung looked at you with darkened eyes which meant you were in for a night of edging :')

jay:

enha members decided to have a movie marathon since it was their first free night without having to practice

you and jay were dating but lately he's been distant with you so you weren't sure if you wanted to join them

"i don't know sunghoon . . . he's been acting weird lately"

"let's teach him a lesson then"

"what do you mean by that?"

"you'll see"

once it got darker, everyone got set up for the movie marathon in the living room

"should we watch something scary?"

"noo you know how easily scared sunoo is!"

"i'm not easily scared!"

"you were in tears every time pennywise showed up"

"that's different . . ."

you woke up a bit late so once you got to the living room, all the seats were taken

"y/n! there's no room on the couch for you uhh"

everyone started glancing at jay but once they noticed he didn't even acknowledge your presence, that's when sunghoon decided to speak up

"that's alright, she can sit on my lap"

which is exactly what you did and this clearly caught jay by surprise

yeah he's been distant with you but it wasn't because of anything bad . . he just felt like he was too clingy with you and didn't want you uncomfortable if he pushed your limits

a good hour passed and most of the members were already asleep, sunghoon included

on the other hand, jay was not able to keep his eyes off of you two

you sitting on his lap was already pissing him off but the fact that you were brushing your fingers through hoonie’s hair made him even more upset

so, he walked over, picked you up, and took you to his room, ignoring jake’s comment on being gentle with you

"jay?"

"did you forget you're with?"

"considering you barely paid any attention to me . . yeah i did, and?"

"seems like i have to remind you then princess . . . you just have to keep quiet"

butterflies. that's all you were able to feel besides the dampness between your legs

"we don't want to wake up your hoonie now do we?"

honestly praying for your legs because angry sex with jay is on a whole other level

jake:

you and jake were inseparable

everyone knew by now you two were a couple but that didn't stop people from getting touchy with either of you

you, enha, and some other idols were having a little hangout session when you noticed seeun getting a little too "friendly" with jake

your bestie jungwon clearly took a notice to your attitude change and followed your eyes to the pair

"isn't it obvious he's yours?"

"should be by now but my main concern is him letting her get touchy"

"y/n . . . want to make him jealous?"

"how?"

that's when jungwon got up, looked for a bottle of some sort, and stood in the middle of the room

"alright everyone! who wants to do spin the bottle?"

cheers emerged and you noticed jake sit next to heeseung while seeun followed closely behind

jake made eye contact with you and smiled but you didn't return it as seeun whispered something in his ear

she then got up and moved opposite of jake while he was scratching his neck awkwardly

jungwon was sat across from you and the game began

a few rounds later, jungwon spinned the bottle and luckily it landed on you!

"ooh y/n and jungwon are going to kiss~"

jake was watching you two get closer and closer until he had enough

"jungwon! you can't kiss her . . i won't let you"

"why not? it's not like you two are dating or anything~"

"but we are. she's mine and can only kiss me!"

jake confirming your relationship made everyone cheer while seeun had a shocked expression

jake pulled you to sit in front of him and wrapped his arms around you

"you know i only love you y/n . . . right?"

"of course jake! i just wanted to get you jealous since seeun was so touchy with you"

"i'm sorry love, i'll make sure to set boundaries next time"

he kissed your head and you guys watched chaos unfold every time the bottle got spun <3

sunghoon:

you guys were at a mall with hyung line and considering how handsome sunghoon is . . . you were kinda used to girls drooling over him

because of this, you and hoon are always making the other person jealous

sooo it wasn't a surprise when you winked at him while heeseung had his arm around your waist

why was he doing this anyways? well . . . a girl approached sunghoon for his number and he smirked at you when he took her phone to put it in

that's when you told gullible heeseung to put his arm around around and whew hoon did not like this at all

yeah you guys get each other jealous but it never went far as to being physical with other people

"y/n . . . why did you ask me to do this?"

"cause sunghoon gave his number to a girl!"

"but aren't you two dating?"

"that's what i thought . . . "

heeseung understood where you were coming from so he went along with your little plan

once you all returned to the dorms, sunghoon pulled you aside

"what?"

"you think i didn't notice heeseung being all touchy with you?"

"i hoped you would've saw"

"yeah? why? is it because i gave my number away~"

"you're funny hoon . . . it's because heeseung looked so cute today, he deserved to get some affection~"

"yeah?"

"yeah!"

"you're gonna regret saying that princess"

"oh really?"

testing hoon's limits never ended well

i mean . . . in a way it did

you guys finished doing your <thing> and he cradled you into his arms

"you know, i actually gave her your number"

"eh? but you smirked at me!"

"yeah cause i like seeing you jealous~"

"sunghoon!"

"you get so cute! i do not like you being touchy with my friends though :("

"i'm sorry love"

"i'll forgive you this time~"

sunoo:

you and sunoo were such a lovely couple that even the enha members envied you two

"y/n and sunoo are so cute together~ it's not fair"

"when will i find a relationship like theirs?"

you two were so sweet and cautious with each other because you both really care about each other's feelings

however, niki had a big influence on you sometimes :<

"y/n! let's make sunoo jealous~"

"niki . . . noo"

"why not! it'll be funny to see his reaction since he's always so happy!"

"it's mean to do!"

"yeah? well i did see him and kazuha be so cozy this morning . . ."

"what? he wouldn't . . ."

"but he did!"

"niki . . ."

"come on y/n! don't you want revenge~"

and that is how you found yourself sticking to niki for the day

sunoo obviously took this to notice and got upset since he got no attention from you

he isn't the type to get jealous since he knows you care a lot about his feelings but seeing you and niki feed each other gave him a little pang on his heart :(

once night time fell, you went to niki's room and played some video games together

"i'm gonna take a break . . . you keep beating me and i don't even know how!"

"it's cause i'm better~"

"whatever . . ."

you went to get a cup of juice when you ran into sunoo

"y/n . . ."

you noticed his voice was crac noking up and looked up to see teary eyed sunoo :(

"sunoo? why are you crying!"

"you're being mean today . . ."

"what? niki said you were being cozy with kazuha . . ."

"she was giving me advice on how to plan our anniversary y/n . . ."

all you could do was open your mouth in shock

"i'm sorry sunoo :(" and boom you were both crying

"it's okay y/n . . . i know you meant no harm but it hurts seeing you with niki like that"

you guys ended up crying into each other's arms while the members walked out of their rooms in question

"what the hell happened?"

"and why are you guys crying at this time? it's 2 am!"

both you and sunoo started giggling and he wiped your tears away

"you guys get back to sleep! i'll deal with you in the morning niki . . ."

"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"

"sure . . ."

everyone went back to their rooms while you and sunoo had a cuddle session in his room <3

jungwon:

you and wonnie have been together for six months now

and it has been THE BEST six months of your life <3

however . . . you do get jealous when you see him speaking to this girl on campus

you thought it would stop but it seemed like they got closer as the days passed by

jay was very observant so he also noticed and nudged you gently

“i see you eyeing them like they’re your prey”

“i don’t like how close they’re getting . . .”

“understandable. i would feel the same way.”

you put your head on jay’s shoulder and sighed

“want to get him a bit jealous?”

“i’m petty but not that petty . . . yes i do!”

jay held your hand and you both walked over to them

“hey guys! y/n and i are going to the movie theatre later, want to join?”

jungwon noticed you two holding hands and looked up with a confused expression

“oh that would be great! right wonnie?”

wonnie? she’s calling him WONNIE?

jay noticed your eyebrows furrow and started getting nervous for them both

“uh yeah sure we can join”

“great! we can all meet at my place!”

you wrapped your arm around jay’s arm and smiled

“yup! see you two later!”

once you and jay got far enough you were fuming

“did you hear what she called him? wonnie? are you kidding me?”

“yeah no other person calls him that besides us and you . . .”

“we are def going to get him back tonight”

“hell yeah y/n!”

hours passed and you were already at jay’s waiting for them to arrive

once you heard a knock on the door, you opened it and saw jungwon with the girl standing next to each other

despite jungwon being your boyfriend, she had her arm wrapped around his and smiled

“hi y/n!”

jay walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist while resting his head on your shoulder

“hey . . .”

you and jungwon were staring at each other awkwardly and he removed her arm from his

“hi love”

jungwon gives you a quick peck and jay removes himself off you

"hi . . ."

"ohh is she your girlfriend?"

"yes she is! i've been meaning to introduce you to her"

"i'm minji! jungwon 's cousin~"

COUSIN?!?!

you and jay both smiled nervously at her

"oh uh hi!"

jungwon smiled at you and sent you a wink

"let's head out!"

jay grabbed his keys and walked with you behind jungwon and minji

"i did not know they were related"

"me neither . . ."

you guys went to watch a comedy movie and once it was done, you guys had dinner and left for home.

jungwon dropped off jay and minji while you two were sitting in awkward silence

"so . . . you and jay?"

"i'm honestly so sorry . . . i didn't know you guys were cousins!"

"it's okay dear. were you two trying to get me jealous?"

"yeah . . ."

"well it worked a little bit. just don't do it again since you're mine, okay?"

"of course wonnie~"

you guys went to his place and watched another movie while talking about each other's day <3 #jungwonisinnocent!

niki:

you and niki are childhood friends who like each other

will you confess to him? most likely not

will he confess to you? definitely not

that all changes when you decide to make him jealous . . . using his own best friend >:)

"jake! you know how niki likes me but won't ask me out?"

"y/n~ yess why?"

"AHA! i knew he liked me!"

"eh?? did i just give him away?"

"yes you did jakey >:)"

"don't tell him i said anything!"

"i won't . . . unless you help me make him jealous!"

"jealous? i'm listening >:)"

"okay so during practice let's be all flirty with each other to see his reaction :D"

"ooh okok!"

"see you then!"

2 hours passed and jake texted you saying to go to the practice room

you made your way down and saw them all practicing pass the mic

niki looked at you and rolled his eyes while smiling right after

butterflies butterflies BUTTERFLIES!

jake noticed you started blushing and once they took a break, he made his way over to you first

"hii y/n~" he said while pinching your cheeks

you were confused at first since you forgot about the plan until you glanced at niki seeing him furrow his eyebrows

"hii jakey~"

jake lied down on top of you so that his head was on your lap

you started patting his head and heeseung walked over to you both

"ohh jake and y/n look so cute together don't they niki?"

heeseung winked at you and giggled once niki came over

"she can do better"

jake sat up and put his arm around you

"nah i think she's fine with me"

"not with the way she was eyeing me down during the practice"

the members started oohing and jake stood up in front of niki

"at least i'm confident enough to confess"

that's when you stood up and giggled

"yeah?"

"yeah!"

niki pulled you in, cupped your face, and kissed your lips

"you don't have the guts to do that though" he said smirking at jake

everyone was shocked but started laughing

"YOOO WE WERE JUST JOKING I DIDN'T THINK YOU WOULD KISS HER"

"oh . . . well at least you can back off of her now"

jake laughed and niki pulled you to him for a hug

"did you have to get me jealous y/n?"

"just wanted to see your reaction~"

he laughed and kissed your forehead

"before anyone else tries to do the same thing, will you be my girlfriend?"

"hmm i'll have to think about it!"

niki started pouting which made you laugh

"of course niki! now get back to practicing~"

"just for you dork~"

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fudanshidoublevision · 2 months

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It's pretty funny how the three love interests have something in common 。。。。besides their obvious interest (Haley) and obsession (Double Vision and Ray) towards the MC of the game.

The three of them smoke, which might be something banal for some but I like to hold into small details like these and make up stuff.

Haley takes smoke breaks, Ray smokes when he is in your apartment and Double isn't shown smoking in the game but he does on his birthday illustration. ᶘ ⊙ᴥ⊙ᶅ

Not sure if that was on purpose or just a coincidence but either way, it makes sense to me.

Ray, especially, the fact that he smokes.

Considering that he spent most of his pre-teen and teenage years until he was 18 years old living with Steel Sheriff and remember, Steel Sheriff is a shitty person and a BAD influence, so it makes sense that maaaybe that bad habit was influenced by that horrendous man and Ray took a hold into it.

Ray strikes me as the type of guy who's addicted to nicotine and honestly? I don't blame him at all, that man went through so much shit since he came out of his mother's womb so if he EVEN chain smokes, it wouldn't faze me at all.

Not sure if Ray smokes only at night but someone dear to me does and well, the only time of the day Ray is completely free of any duty is at night, as far as i've seen? Also, smoking at night sounds...right to me, he takes notice of you and opens the window so he isn't stinking up your place...which is surprising, the only smokers I know always smoke in secluded places and I can smell it all the way into my bedroom. ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ

I'm aware that nicotine has some benefits but we are talking about Ray, who is freaking Binary Star, HIS ABILITY???? EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM. /j This man does not GAF about the side effects or the benefits of smoking. Out of the three I believe that Ray is free from any illnesses or any type of side effects, heh.

Now, Haley, they are shapeshifter...? Correct me if I'm wrong, im an amateur on the Haley department. Crazy idea but imagine if they smoke on their cat form, holy fucking shit. Their brain, gastrointestinal system or even their heart is not safe though...but I believe that they can easily shift into any animal with the strongest lungs ever and live another day without being worried about any complications? Huh, this sounds batshit crazy so I think I'll stop writing this part.

Like Ray, Haley seems to smoke as a sedative, what if they smoke herbal cigarettes? Also, I believe that they can easily quit if they want to (heh, now that I'm reading this part i forgot that this is something most addicts say, LOL.) , which I beg to differ when it comes to Ray or Double, I don't judge them, just an observation I guess.

At last, my favorite character and current obsession, Double Vision.

Cigarette smoking, yeah but what about vaping? He looks like the type of guy that would vape or maybe is it too tame for him? Maybe he wants something stronger. Wait, does anyone really need a reason to smoke? ಠಿ_ಠ

People say that vaping is less hazardous than smoking but to me? It's the same thing, most e-cigarretes contain nicotine but yeah, you are inhaling smoke from burning tobacco when you smoke a cigarette. I don't know anything about vaping. It's pretty popular in my country though, never tried it but my friend told me that vaping feels and tastes different from smoking, so I believe their judgement.

Forgive my yapping, like I was saying! He isn't safe from the lung cancer, at all. Yeah, this man can do sick tricks with the smoke, for sure... I'm not going to name any because I might be wrong but you name it and maaaaaaaybe he would be capable of doing it, if you can do something for him back, of course. Oh, I'm 100% sure this freakazoid throws the smoke in your face on purpose, I find that hot actually...if only my nostrils and eyes could say the same about that. If he does that, I'll be coughing like I have asthma until I die.

Hmm, I can't think of when he started smoking...maybe on his teenage years? After all, I think it was at that time that he started to get along with shady people and ugly business. The power of influence and their ambience might be a big factor of this habit on these guys. Heavy on Ray.

That's everything I could think of. For now.

If you are a real person, don't smoke, I guess?. Do whatever you want BUT DON'T BE TELLING ANYONE THAT TUMBLR USER fudanshidoublevision encouraged you to do it.

If you are fictional character, yassss smoke all you want beautiful inexistent individual, you don't exist after all!

GODDAMN!!!!!! I MIGHT START SMOKING RIGHT NOW IF I CAN LOOK THIS HOT 😍😍😍 GIVE ME THAT CIGARETTE 🔥🔥🔥

#binary star hero #bsh double vision #bsh haley #bsh ray #binary star #my goofy ahh writing #actually i feel like this post doesn't deserve this tag but rather #overnalyzing writing

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hi!! i absolutely adore your blog, im always so happy when you post ☹️ it makes me smile sm 🫡 would you mind doing a zb1 when they’re jealous reaction ?? it’s okay if not though !!!

when zb1 are jealous

hi anon, tysm for requesting!! here is yet again another table turn reaction post with zb1 being jealous instead of the reader!! this was also quite fun to write <3

i am aware that other writers have written this exact scenario for zb1, these are all completely my ideas and thoughts. any similarities are purely coincidental.

btw these are pretty long my bad

warnings: mentions of food, jealousy?, lmk if there is any more!!!

kim jiwoong

when he sees your friend casually putting their hand on your shoulder and getting closer to you, it makes him freak out even more on the inside.

and seeing you not mind it one single bit also makes his brows furrow

for some backstory, you two had been out and stopped at a local diner when one of your old friends that you haven't seen in a long time recognized you and asked how you'd been. but this friend wouldn't bother talking to jiwoong, only giving you the full attention and asking you a bunch of questions, mostly about your whereabouts

you being the kind person you are began conversing with them and sharing everything that you have been up to, such as meeting jiwoong

even then, you noticed that your boyfriend's facial expression had become more sour as he was either looking around or glaring at your friend directly

jiwoong then reached a breaking point when it had been an hour of your friend being there, along with the fact that you had barely spoken to him, he got up from his seat causing you to divert your attention to jiwoong

"jiwoong, is everything okay?" you asked, he nodded but seemed upset from the look on his face.

"yeah i just got a call from our manager, i have to go." but you noticed that his home screen didn't have a kakaotalk notification, was he lying?

he said goodbye to your friend and walked away, you heard him sigh as he walked off

you then excused yourself, "just wait." then rushing to see your boyfriend walking to the sidewalk. your footsteps quickly catched up to him and you softly grabbed his wrist

"babe, please tell me honestly. did i do something?" you asked. he then turned to face you, obviously looking disappointed at what occurred.

"i was really excited to go on a date with you, but i didn't expect for you to ignore me completely." it was then that you realized that you fucked up

"i'm sorry jiwoong, please know that i love you. i would never purposely hurt your feelings. i have no feelings for that friend, it's all you."

"i know that, i just don't want to be ignored on our dates."

you pulled him into your arms, "i'm sorry my love, please let me repay you. let's go somewhere else, hmm? just the two of us?"

it was then that you saw his smile (yk the one where he lowkey is smirking), "i would love that."

rest of the members are under the cut!

zhang hao

you and hao were both cuddling in bed, excited to devour the food you had just placed an order on

"ugh when is the food coming?!" hao exclaimed, pouting while stretching his legs. you giggled and just as you were about to reply to him, the front doorbell rang. hao sprung up but you offered to get it, he decided to stay in bed and continue watching the film without you

but a few minutes passed and hao was wondering why you weren't coming back to bed, as he slowly rises up from his position, he heard you laughing

"wow that feels just like yesterday! i was wondering where you went after graduation." you said to the delivery worker who happened to be an old classmate from school that you hadn't heard from in a while

"well i had to move to another city for a while but decided to come back here and now i deliver food to people!"

"i'm glad your doing well!" hao's curiosity got the best of him, he followed your voice and saw you conversing with your former classmate

"oh, hello." your classmate greeted hao, he did the same and casually wrapped his arm around your shoulder

"you've been talking for a while so i decided to come out and see what's happening." he grinned, you leaned into his touch

"hao this is (name), we were classmates in high school and i just got to catch up with them! it's crazy how fast time flies by!"

"right?" your friend replied, just then they looked at their phone, "i got another delivery to go do...hey (your name), text me, i gave you my number right?" you nodded, "for sure, see you!" they then left and you shut the door.

you then faced hao was seemed like the most happiest man alive. you crossed your arms, "you're happy that they left, aren't you?" he shrugged, "i have no clue what your talking about." he walked back to your room.

"oh please, i saw the way you were glaring, we're just friends. nothing else. why would i want to be with anyone else that isn't you?" a smile tugged at hao's lips

"you mean that?" you nodded and kissed his cheek, "a hundred percent."

sung hanbin

"and it's just a group project?" hanbin asked for the billion time, you nodded

for the last five minutes you had been standing by the front door with hanbin, you were supposed to be out the house by now but hanbin kept asking you that same question

"yes hanbin, it's just a group project. we're just going to work on it then i'm heading home." he still seemed unsure and crossed his arms

this all began when you informed hanbin that you were heading out to work on a group project with some university classmates, though he was unsure of how to feel about it

the main reason being that one of those members in your group had confessed to liking you and still having some feelings for you, though you still ensured hanbin about it, he had mixed feelings

one of his biggest fears was you leaving him for that friend if they tried to persuade you further about going out with them

"okay...i mean, i'm totally fine with you hanging out with classmates!" he randomly said, you raised your brow, "are you sure?"

it was then that his smile faded and he became a bit more serious

"maybe i am a little bit jealous...i know that one of your group mates have confessed to liking you and it makes me wonder if their going to try and ask you out."

you sighed, placing your bag down and wrapping your hands around hanbin

"i promise that nothing is going to happen. i know that they like me but i only have feelings for you and only you hanbin. ever since that day we met, i know who i want to be with and i choose you everyday."

you could finally see his cat whiskers form after he smiled at your words, "well that makes me feel much better."

you gently kissed him, "i'm heading out now okay?" he nodded, "have fun my love."

now hanbin was certain that nobody would steal you from him

when the door shut, he grinned, he knew you were all his and only his to love

seok matthew

(yeah i'm going to make you guys really unbearable in this one LMAO i'm sorry!!)

matthew was thrilled to hear that you landed a job with a great pay, location, and hours. he knew how much you wanted to get a full time job and now that you were working, he was more proud than ever

but as you began sharing stories about your workplace and the people there, he realized that you were often mentioning one specific co-worker

this co-worker was someone who had their office right next to yours and a person you found yourself conversing with often due to your similar interests

at first he didn't seem too bothered by it as he thought that you were just getting to know them, but it later came to the point where you were bringing them up a lot at home and outside such as dates

for instance, when you were out shopping, sometimes you'd bring out the "oh (co-worker's name) likes this drink a lot!" or "i bet (co-workers name) would love this!"

that's when matthew reached a breaking point and decided to have a chat with you about it

"(name), i understand that your getting along with your new co-worker but i'm seeing that your continuously bringing them up in every conversation. i don't have a problem with your friendships but i can't help but feel a bit..." he looked away, "jealous."

you understood and realized that it must've made matthew feel uneasy and were now regretting continuously speaking about them

"matt i'm sorry for making you feel that way, please know that it was never my intention." you said sincerely, he could only look down

"i'm not mad that your close with them, i just want you to think of how i feel when you constantly keep bringing them up."

"i completely understand matthew. their just a coworker and that's all. i'll stop bringing them up constantly. i'm really sorry for that, what can i do to make it up to you?"

he smirked, "i just want a day of us together, no mentions of anybody, just us as a couple. after all, your work has stolen hours that we could've been together."

you giggled and rested your head on his shoulder, "what about that new restaurant that opened nearby?" you suggested

he pecked your forehead, "i would love that."

kim taerae

you were watching one of your favourite groups perform on tv with your lightstick in hand, shouting their names for the fanchat

it had been a while since they had came back but their comeback was definitely worth the wait as the song had been on repeat everyday since it's release

taerae finally returned from practice and the first thing he saw was you screaming at your tv

"please not them, please not them." he repeated in a mantra. as he got closer to the tv, that's when he saw that group performing

he had been hearing this song all day whenever he returned home and he had already memorized the lyrics thanks to you putting it on loop

but to be fair the group performing had great stage presence and even taerae couldn't help but get sucked into their watching their performance

"oh babe your back home?" you said, snapping him out of his focus

"yeah we just wrapped up practice. what are you doing?"

you giggled, "oh, you know that group i really like? they just had a comeback and i'm SO in love with their new song! they just performed on inkigayo!"

taerae knew about your obsession with this group, but he knew that you loved zb1 equally as much as them, you had just been into this one group longer since zb1 had just recently debuted

he then nervously glanced at you, "well babe...have you been listening to our debut? y'know in bloom is a really good song."

seeing taerae like this was a bit cute, you knew he had mixed feelings over you saving this groups photos, watching their lives, and consuming ever content of theirs

and seeing how this group had a comeback, he knew you'd fall back into this habit and make him even more jealous

"kim taerae, don't tell me your jealous." you joked, his dimples showed as he looked away, clearly smiling in defeat

"okay yeah yeah i am." you got up and cupped his cheeks

"you know that you're the only person i love romantically taerae. they don't stand a chance against you."

"thank you my love, i love you."

just then the performance wrapped up and now another group began performing, taerae looked at the screen and back at you, "well i guess it's me time now right?" he giggled

"yup, you have me all to yourself." you reassured

shen ricky

you and ricky were on a date at a fancy restaurant to celebrate your anniversary, ricky went all out by making sure the place had great reviews, good service and delicious food

you were enjoying it as well, devouring in the delicious food quickly not wanting to waste any more time

but just then, a server came over to get your check. ricky being the tall and handsome guy he is, handed the server his card without hesitation

“babe you don’t have to, here i’ll pay.” you offered, pulling out your card as well. ricky chuckled, “babe it’s ok, tonight is all for you.”

your cheeks began heating up at his words but then the server spoke up

“excuse me?” you looked up, “yes?”

“i just wanted to say that you look absolutely breathtaking.” your eyes widened at the server’s kind words

“oh my...thank you.” ricky smiled as well, “they're not wrong.”

“oh you stop it!” you exclaimed, “but seriously, thank you for your kind words.”

the server shook their head, “it’s nothing. i couldn’t help but stare at you from afar. you really catched my eye.”

despite you enjoying the continuous compliments, ricky couldn’t help but feel some type of way about them, especially seeing how the server completely ignored his presence

as the night wore on, the server continuously approached you to say things to you. ricky noticed how you were living for the praises but was a bit frustrated at the server ruining your alone time with him

(also because he was jealous that someone else’s words could swoon you)

at the end of the date, you were driving home and ricky couldn’t help but sigh in the car

you noticed his sour expression as well, “babe is everything okay?”

he shrugged, “i don’t know, maybe you should go talk to that server since you were giggling at their compliments.”

you then put the pieces together, ricky was jealous, and you loved it. it was a rare sight to see ricky jealous but you were living for it

“ricky…that server isn’t my partner. you are. even if someone does flatter me, you are the one who makes my heart beat the most. you are the one who i’m with.”

you could see a smile begin to form on his lips, “really?”

“for sure.” he then softly held your hand while his other was on the steering wheel

“looks like i’ll need to find a new restaurant next time.”

“ricky!”

kim gyuvin

one thing you absolutely loved was pranking your boyfriend since gyuvin gave the best reactions to almost everything

you saw the tiktok trend of where people call their partners by different name and so you decided to prank him with that exact idea

the setting was perfect! gyuvin was at your house and you two were home alone. you were now waiting for the right moment to strike

he was on his phone, seeming unbothered and scrolling through twitter. it was now time! you positioned yourself up properly to begin the shenanigans

you got your phone out and opened tiktok to go to your likes, “gyumin! look at this video!” you shoved your phone in his face

it was then that gyuvin-or gyumin paused and looked straight at you with a blank expression

“what?” his eyes looking completely puzzled

“look at this video, it’s so funny!” he then pushed your phone away lightly, eyes daggering at you

“who’s gyumin?” he said. you pretend to act laid back

“oh sorry? did i say something else?” now his mouth was wide open with his eyes popping out, you almost burst out laughing but concealed your laugh

“uh, yeah! Who’s gyumin?!” he exclaimed, “are you close with someone else named gyumin? since when did you know someone named gyumin? give me their number, i want to have a talk with them.” he suddenly said in one breath.

“calm down! It was just a mistake.” gyuvin still seemed unsure, his brows furrowed

“y’know, i should be the only gyu that you know.” he pouted

you cupped his cheeks, “gyu it was just a prank. obviously i don’t know anyone named gyumin!”

his facial expression suddenly changed as he began laughing and pulled you into his arms

“how dare you!” he yelled, then kissing you gently on the forehead

you giggled, “what was that for?”

“just to remind you that i love you.” he murmured, “i love you too, gyumin.” you blurted out

“HEY!”

park gunwook

“noooooo!” your boyfriend yelled, refusing to let go of you. You sighed while playfully rolling your eyes

“gunwook, i have to go.” you said for the thousandth time

“why don’t you just get tutoring from me?” he suggested.

“are you sure about that? You struggled on conjugating ‘to eat’”. you then attempted to grab your bag that was lying on the floor

“hey! that was a one time thing.” he whined, “and anyways, I’m not letting you leave.”

to put it short, gunwook was jealous of your new tutor as they were incredibly attractive

gunwook also knew them personally and the last thing he wanted was for you to fall for them

he didn’t want you to leave and tried everything to prevent you from leaving, but in the end, he knew you would have to leave for the lessons

“gunwook, i promise that nothing will happen between us. they're just teaching me japanese, that’s it!” his facial expression thought otherwise

“yeah sure and then what happens? maybe they’ll confess!” you sighed

“do you actually not want me to go?” gunwook then freed you from his arms and seemed more relaxed than before

“i don’t know, it’s just…i liked you for so long before confessing and i don’t want to think of someone else taking you away from me.”

you giggled, “yeah i remember when you chased after me for months so that we could become close."

gunwook’s hand gently held yours, the silence was calming as it showed your love with your boyfriend

“i’m sorry i overreacted, if you want to go for your lesson now then i won’t stop you.”

you smiled, “it’s okay gunwook, i’ll be sure to show you everything i learned!”

you finally saw his grin return, “okay, have fun!” he waved

It was then that you could finally grab your bag and say goodbye to your boyfriend, then leaving the house to head to your tutor’s place

han yujin

in class you were sitting at your desk that was situated at the corner of the class, just scrolling on your phone out of boredom

you had a small break in between your classes and yujin had just left the class

as you looked up from your screen, you saw your classmate minseo standing in front of you

“hi (name)!” they greeted. minseo was the class president and someone who was very well liked among your classmates

“hi!” you put your phone away to give your full attention to him

“i was wondering if you wanted to head to the convenience store nearby at lunch since all my friends are gone today.” you knew minseo was someone who liked having someone tag along with them rather than being alone, and you two had recently began getting close with one another

“sure why not?” you grinned. just then yujin walked in with his earphones in, he noticed you and minseo having a conversation and slowly took them out to hear your conversation clearer

“great! want to meet up at the front door when the bell rings?” they suggested, “sounds good!”

“thanks (name), i really appreciate it.” you waved goodbye and minseo returned back to their desk at the front

yujin approached you, “what did minseo say to you?”

you shrugged, “they asked if i wanted to hang out with them at lunch since their friends are all absent today.”

knowing how nice you were to nearly everyone, yujin assumed that you said yes to minseo’s offer, but deep inside he was wishing you’d hang out with him at lunch instead

“oh…so did you say yes?” you nodded

“oh, okay..” he walked back to his desk but you noticed that yujin grew much quieter afterwards, not speaking much to his peers and only when the teacher called on him

when the bell for lunch rang, everyone rushed out and you were the last to leave. but as you were about to head for the staircase, you felt someone softly grip your wrist

you turned to see yujin, “are you actually going with minseo?” you nodded, “yeah, i’ll see you later okay?”

“wait!” he exclaimed, “can we spend time today after school? I want to also hang out with you.” he shyly looked down

you chuckled, “don’t tell me you're jealous han yujin.” he looked up, “how did you know?”

“it’s quite obvious since you kept glaring at minseo the entire class, and now your saying you want to hang out this afternoon when you usually head to the academy.”

he looked away in embarrassment, “okay you got me.” he then softly held your hand, “have fun okay?”

“i will, and i’ll see you after school.” you waved goodbye and went your different ways

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can u write something abt miguel and the reader being childhood best friends but they grew apart and then met again years later and get together?

Of course! I have been planning on making a series based on my childhood friend headcanons

Art By Shuploc

Pairing: Miguel x F!Reader

Warnings: None, no use of y/n. Warnings will change throughout the series. Each part will have their own warnings

Summary: You and Miguel were childhood bestfriends. You two did everything together, one never without the other. That is, until you both headed off your separate ways. Now, you move back to New York and bump into him. Will your old friendship with him continue? Will you get any closure? Also, who is this Spider-Man you keep running into?

A/N: So I am finally getting around to writing my childhood Miguel fic/series! I don't have a set number of parts this will be. Nor do I have a timeline of when I'm getting each part out as I am also going to be working on requests. But, I will put up a post for when I have a new part coming out a few days prior. This is going to take place in the future when you and Miguel are older. There may be flashbacks and I will be using my headcanons as inspo. POV will change from Miguel and reader. This is the prologue, giving us a little snippet of reader and Miguel when they were teens.

Word Count: 829

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"Hey, remember when we used to play pirates over at the jungle gym?" Miguel asked you as you both swung on the swings of your childhood playground.

You smiled and nodded your head, your mind drifting off to the wonderful memories of when you were both kids, playing with the other neighborhood kids.

“Of course I do. I was only the best thing ever!” You laughed as you continued to swing.

“The slides were our ship and the monkey bars were the only way to get to and from land. It was great, honestly,” you reminisced.

The sun was beginning to set, and Miguel couldn’t help but to stare at you for a moment as the sunlight caught your profile. And Miguel was in complete awe. They way the sun seemed to just glisten your skin, giving you such an angelic glow that he suddenly felt unworthy of. It made his stomach turn a bit.

He had been harboring feelings for you for quite some time, and he knew that if he didn’t confess them to you now, he knew he never would.

“Hey..I know this is gonna sound crazy, but, I want to tell you something,” Miguel started, suddenly feeling very nervous.

You looked over at him, a smile on your fine. “Hmm? What is it?”

God, that smile. It made his heart skip a beat every single time. He could stare at it forever. He wanted to.

So badly.

And yet…

“N-nevermind. It’s nothing,” he shook his head.

You raised a brow at him. “You sure, Miggy?”

Damn, that nickname. Only those closest to him were allowed to call him that. However, hearing you saying it tugged at his heart a certain way.

“Y-yeah. I’m sure,” he assured you, looking down at his feet as he continued to swing. The fact that the swing was able to hold him was a miracle. He had a huge growth spurt in high school that he stuck out like a sore thumb. Many thought that he was a basketball player with how tall he was. However, he was too bulky to be playing basketball, so he took on football instead. Not something he was planning on continuing on with. His passion was science.

“It feels so surreal, doesn’t it? In a few months, we’ll be going off to college. You better text me, Miguel,” you told him, a pout in your face as you looked over at him.

“Me oyes?”

“Yeah, I hear ya,” Miguel chuckled, nodding his head. Of course he would keep contact with you.

He then looked back down as he stilled himself on the swing. He really needed to tell you before it was too late. It was already too late. You two were headings off to different universities. You’d only see each other during holidays and summer break. But, it could still work out, right?

Well, he’d have to tell you first.

And he was already chickening out.

You two had been through so much together. Had done so many things together. You were his best friend and he was yours. Since kindergarten, you two were inseparable. You were both each other’s first in..a lot of things. You had your first kiss with him. You were his first crush, and you both lost your virginity to each other. That..that was an experience.

Miguel didn’t want to say goodbye. He didn’t want to let you go. But, such was life, right? Plus, you both promised to keep in touch.

And you both were good about keeping promises.

Or so Miguel thought.

“Come on, Miggy. We should start heading back home. It’s getting late. And we need to be up early for tomorrow,” you told him as you let your feet touch the ground, putting your swing to a stop before getting off.

Miguel followed suit with a nod of his head, swinging himself as high as he could before jumping off, landing on his feet with a thud.

“You’re gonna mess up your knees,” you tsked at him, shaking your head as you began to make your way along the dirt path that led to the neighborhood sidewalk.

“Eh, I’ll be okay,” Miguel chuckled as he waved you off.

You both walked side by side, hands teasingly brushing against each other. Fingers threatening to intertwine. You looked up at him, and he was already glancing down at you. You never spoke about your relationship. What were you two, exactly? It wasn’t just friendship anymore. But, neither of you managed to bring it up. You wondered what his thoughts were.

Miguel walked you up the steps to your house, standing in front of you, hands stuffed in his pockets as he shuffled a bit.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he told you.

“See you tomorrow, Miguel,” you replied with a smile just before Miguel leaned into you, capturingyour lips in a kiss.

Possibly what would be the last kiss you’d ever receive from him.

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Old Habits Die Hard Part 17 | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

Summary: As graduation comes and goes, you and Bradley share some firsts and some lasts.

Warnings: Angst, swears, fluff and smut

Length: 4000 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader (fuckboy college student Bradley)

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Bradley held your hand while you waited in the long line to get fitted for caps and gowns. You kept reaching up to turn his hat to the side, and he kept turning it backwards. But he finally gave up and let it stay crooked.

"Damn," you muttered as you inched along through the gymnasium. "How many people are in our graduating class?"

"No idea, Sugar. You're the math whiz. Not me."

You rolled your eyes and looked up at him. "You know how our classes are kind of just a formality right now?"

"Yeah," he responded a bit skeptically.

"And how we'll probably ace all of our finals next week without even studying very much?"

"Mmhmm," he hummed, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"And you know how pretty soon we'll be almost a thousand miles apart?"

Bradley leaned in close and kissed your nose. "What are you getting at, Sugar?"

You stood on your tiptoes and kissed his nose in retaliation, earning you a laugh. "Well, what if we just skip all of our classes after this and do something fun?"

As you both inched closer to the front of the line, Bradley asked, "What did you have in mind?"

"Anything. I just want to spend time with you."

Bradley smirked at you while you got measured side by side, and then he finally said, "How about we hang out in the study room?"

You smirked right back at him. "I know what that means, Beer Boy."

"I know you know what that means, Sugar."

With navy blue caps and gowns wrapped up in plastic, you and Bradley raced down the sidewalk to the library. The librarian greeted both of you by name, something that still made Bradley marvel since he had never visited the library prior to January.

Bradley followed you as quietly as possible through the stacks and toward the study rooms. But every so often, you turned back to look at him, and he couldn't help laughing.

When the door was gently closed, and Bradley had wedged a chair under the doorknob, he pressed you back against the wooden surface.

"I heard you're graduating at the top of your major," he whispered, gently running his fingers down the front of your leggings.

"You heard right," you replied with pride in your voice as you tipped your head to the side and let him kiss your neck.

"Hmm, you must be pretty smart then." Bradley basked in the sound of you moaning as he teased you.

You gasped as he sucked on your neck hard enough to leave a mark. "Yeah...you could say that." You tossed his hat to the floor, and your fingers threaded through his hair, tugging softly and sending a thrill through him.

"I love smart girls," he murmured, and now he was working one hand down inside your leggings and pressing you back against the door with the other. "I love kissing them until they sound stupid. And I love touching them until they sound so fucking dumb."

"Bradley," you groaned as his fingers found your sweet spot. "Feels good."

"You want a little more?" he asked, pressing his hardness against your thigh. He felt your hands scrambling for the front of his jeans as you nodded, and your lips parted for him to devour your mouth as he slipped a finger into your pussy. "Don't worry about me. I'm going to get you off first."

Slowly your hands drifted up the front of his shirt until you were grasping his shoulders. Bradley finger fucked you against the door until your legs were shaking and you started gettting loud.

"Shh," he whispered, but he had to cover your mouth with his hand when you came. "Sugar, you're so loud for me." He rammed his fingers into you so hard, you were squeezing your eyes shut as you shook. "It's okay."

Bradley watched your eyes open and flutter closed again as he removed his hand from inside you. "Fuck me," you whispered as your fingers languidly unzipped his jeans, and Bradley scrambled to get a condom out of his wallet.

"Shit!" he groaned as your fingers wrapped around his cock. "We used the last one yesterday, and I never replaced it."

But you were easing him back toward one of the chairs. "That's okay. I think we could recreate the first time you got me off in here."

Bradley sat down with his jeans and boxers around his thighs, and he watched intently as you removed your shoes and leggings. You kept on the tiny scrap of purple fabric that was supposedly your underwear, and you straddled Bradley's lap. When you held his cock in your hand and started grinding against him through your underwear, his head tipped back.

"Oh yeah, Sugar." He tipped his head forward to look at you working yourself against him. You were soaking your underwear with your wetness, and Bradley ran his hands along your hips, guiding you a little slower. He wanted to make this last. "Easy," he growled, but that seemed to push you over some sort of edge.

Your lips crashed against his, and both of your hands were all over his hair. You were grinding up and down his length, wiggling your clit against his balls each time you reached them.

"Fuck, Sugar," he said, practically panting. When you pulled away from his mouth, you looked as far gone as he felt.

Bradley watched you yank your underwear to one side and slide down around him, and once again, fucking you without a condom had to be one of the best things he had ever felt.

Then he shook his head and said, "Sugar, is this a good idea?" But he had his hands wrapped around your hips, fingers digging into your ass as you rode him.

"Mmhmm. My period is due today or tomorrow," you whispered against his scarred cheek. "Just tell me when you're going to cum, Beer Boy." Your voice was soft and breathless, and your pussy was fucking tight. And Bradley wanted to live in this study room with you for the rest of his life.

Your lips and hands were everywhere as you rolled your hips and moaned his name. And when Bradley was tracing the column of your neck with his tongue, he knew he was close.

"Sugar. I'm going to cum." You kept riding him, kept rolling your perfect hips, and he was too close now. "Sugar!"

You withdrew him just in time, sinking to your knees in between his thighs. You wrapped your lips around him, pumped one time with your hand, and he was cumming hard in your mouth.

Bradley watched you sputter for a second before you swallowed all of him down. He was still thrusting a bit in your hand as you kissed his tip and licked him clean.

The words were on the tip of his tongue now, but he knew this wasn't the right time to say them. He just hauled you up onto his lap and said, "I love this study room," instead.

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After you and Bradley managed to pull your clothing back on, he removed the chair from underneath the doorknob, and you curled up on his lap just like you'd been doing for months.

"I'm going to miss this," you whispered so softly, you weren't sure he would even be able to hear you.

"Me too," he told you with his chest pressed against yours, and you didn't know how to tell him that you had agreed to move into your dormitory in Chicago early. You had already started packing up your clothing, boxes stacked up in your closet. You'd be leaving Virginia the day after graduation, a full two weeks before Bradley. But leaving early was better than the alternative: staying without him from late May until your term started in August.

Right now, you just wanted as much time with him now as you could possibly get. Getting your PhD had been your dream before you met Bradley, but that didn't make this any easier.

"Sugar?" he asked, face buried against your shoulder.

"Hmm?"

"How am I supposed to go months with you?"

Your heart clenched at his words. "I'm not sure. I'm trying not to think about it."

He rubbed your back, soothing you so well, you could have fallen asleep if it didn't feel like your heart was about to break.

"You know," he started, pausing for a few beats before continuing. "I thought I would be a lot more excited about leaving for flight school. But all I can think about is how much I'll miss you."

You nodded against him, trying to block out his words. This was his dream. It had been his dream his entire life! You felt like a roadblock. Bradley should have been allowed to feel excited for this opportunity, because he earned it. You thought he was smart and sweet, even if he would never agree with you. And now he was going to live his dream.

"Wish I was going to Chicago with you."

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Finals were over. Bradley ended up with such a high GPA, even he was shocked. But you weren't, apparently. You just told him you knew he had it in him.

He had started to pack up his stuff. He needed to sell or donate most of it, because he would barely need any of it. When he took his favorite tie dyed shirt out of his dresser, he smiled. He'd be sending you to Chicago with that one. He associated it with you now anyway. And he figured he'd get a lot of selfies of you wearing it around.

For some reason your differential equations notebook always seemed to be on his desk. He figured you might want to take that one with you, so he set it aside as well.

There was a soft knock on his door, and then you were opening it and rushing toward him for a hug. "Hi, Beer Boy," you said while you kissed him. But when Bradley got a good look at your face, he saw that it looked like you had been crying.

"What's wrong, Sugar?" he asked, gently tipping your chin up when you tried to hide your face from him.

"Nothing."

"Seriously? You're crying. Tell me what's wrong." He took both of your hands and guided you to sit on his bed with him. "We graduate in a few days, and then we have two weeks together before I leave for Rhode Island. That's like two spring breaks!"

You laughed a little bit through your tears before your frown returned. "I have to tell you something."

"So tell me," he whispered, placing a kiss to your lips.

You sucked in a deep breath and swallowed hard. "I'm leaving early. For Chicago. I'm leaving the day after graduation."

Bradley's jaw dropped open, and he stared at you. "Why?" he finally asked. Why, Sugar?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck and sniffed. "I can't wait around here until August without you. I can't. So when they invited me to go early, I told them I would."

He just nodded against you and said, "Okay. Okay." But it wasn't okay! Now he only had a few days with you! He wouldn't be able to do all of the things he wanted to do before you left. But he kind of did get it, because he would be miserable waiting here all summer without you. "I understand."

You seemed to sigh in relief as you hugged him, and soon Bradley was tugging off your clothing and pulling his tie dyed shirt over your head, kissing your tattoo in the process. "Let's snuggle?" he suggested, and you held him all night.

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Maybe it made you petty, but perhaps the best part of your graduation ceremony was ending with a higher GPA than Jeff. You got to walk across the stage right before him, and it was announced that you had top marks for your major.

You kind of wanted to turn around and give him the finger from the end of the stage, but you were too distracted. You had already watched Bradley walk across the stage in his cap and gown, and now you were looking for him in the crowd.

When you spotted him, you ran up to his row, squeezing in between him and Tyson.

"I'm proud of you," Bradley whispered, lacing his fingers with yours. "And I'm so happy you're smarter than Jeff, because you can tell that it really irritates him."

You stifled a laugh as some students were still walking across the stage and accepting their diplomas. You looked up at Bradley, and it felt like it always did now. Like someone was trying to suffocate you. The same sadness was reflected in his eyes.

You were flying to Chicago tomorrow. This was it. Your big day was here, and you were going off to actually have a chance to live out the plans you had made. But none of it felt right.

"Will you come over tonight?" Bradley asked you softly. "One last night, Sugar? It'll be awhile before I get to hold you again."

You just nodded and did your best to hold back your tears. "I'll be there."

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It was late when Bradley guided you into the Beta house with his arm draped around your waist. He was ready to take you upstairs and spend the night showing you how much he was going to miss you. But you stopped Bradley with your hand on his chest when you reached the kitchen door. "One more time, Beer Boy?" you asked with a smile.

He led you inside and told you, "Go ahead, Sugar. Grab two of the good beers." You got two of the beers that you and he drank together the night you met, and he opened them. You and he took a few sips together in silence.

"Hey, I thought you told me that nothing in here is off limits to me," you murmured.

"That's right. Girlfriends are allowed whatever they want."

"You're in here, and I want you," you whispered, biting your lip.

Bradley laughed and downed half of his beer. "You've had me since the moment I saw you. Maybe it took me a little while to get it together so I could have you, but I was yours."

You were in his arms so fast, Bradley almost dropped his beer bottle.

"Don't say things like that," you begged him as you kissed his cheek and chin.

"Like what?" he asked you softly as he carried you toward the stairs.

You sighed and your voice was breathy. "Things that make sense."

Bradley set you down gently on his bed and you wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling him down until his lips were on yours. You were working your mouth softly, slowly against his. But he could still tell how much you needed him.

The brush of your eyelashes against his cheek, and the feel of your fingers in his hair were making him go crazy for you. Just like he always did.

You eased yourself up onto your elbows, and Bradley carefully removed your shirt and bra. His mouth found your tattoo and tasted it immediately. The undersides of your soft breasts felt like heaven on his tongue. He was trying to memorize every sound you were making and everything he was feeling for you.

"Bradley," you moaned, lifting your hips so he could remove your shorts and underwear. And now he was the one taking his time, kissing your legs as he went.

"I'll miss you," he said, licking all the way up your slit before wrapping his lips around your clit. "I'll be thinking about this. A lot."

You were moaning his name, legs spread wide for him while he ate your pussy. When you started reaching for his jeans, Bradley eased his body over yours.

"Tell me what you want, Sugar."

"I just want you."

Bradley kissed you for a long time before he stood to take his clothes off. You watched him tonight just like you did the first night you spent with him. And as soon as he was rolling a condom on, you were reaching for his hand, pulling him back to you.

As Bradley pushed himself inside you, he knew that as good as he felt in this moment, he was going to feel just as bad after tomorrow. So he listened to every sigh and moan you made. He let his hands explore your whole body. He fucked you like he needed to. He went slow.

"You want to take your time," you gasped, caressing his necks and cheeks as he eased himself deep inside you.

"Make this last," he confirmed. And he didn't stop until you came, crying out while your body squeezed him as a few tears slid down your cheeks.

"You're so sweet, Sugar," he whispered against your skin. "I don't want to leave you. I'd rather go with you."

"Bradley," you whispered, keeping your arms around him for a long time.

When he was finally soft inside you, and you started to move like you wanted to get up, Bradley grabbed his tee shirt and helped you put it on. "Will you take that to Chicago with you? It belongs with you."

"I'll wear it all the time," you promised.

Bradley watched you wipe your tears away, and you both got ready to try to sleep. Wordlessly, you pulled him against you in bed, your lips and breath on his neck as he held you. Bradley rubbed your back until he thought your breathing had evened out in sleep.

"You don't know how easy it is to love you."

He sang softly to you, and you pulled him impossibly closer as he fell asleep.

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Bradley woke to his alarm going off. You needed time to get your things and head to the airport, and he wanted to make sure he had time to help you.

"Beer Boy," you murmured, your voice sleepy as you looked at him.

Bradley pushed your hair out of your face and rubbed your cheek with his thumb. "You're beautiful."

You sucked in a shaky breath and he kissed you. But now you were holding back, and it was killing him. He ran his nose along yours and let his hands drift down over your body. You were grabbing at his back as he kissed along your neck, and you finally whispered, "One last time."

"One last time," he agreed with a soft smile. This was going to have to hold him over.

You were more frantic now as you guided your body up and down his length. He wanted to look at you, but you were holding him so tight it was hard to even kiss you.

"Sugar, take it easy. Slow down, smart girl."

"No," you muttered, and he could hear the tears in your voice. "I can't."

So Bradley held you and made love to you the way you needed it. And it still felt heavenly when you both came.

You tried to get up, but Bradley pulled you down against him with a kiss. He hopped up quickly to take care of the condom, and then he was back in bed next to you.

Your gaze was distant as he pulled you close. "Sugar, I don't have any money yet, but when I get my first big Navy paycheck, I'll fly out to Chicago for the weekend. We don't have to wait until the September, okay? You can take me to the bean."

But you were sitting up now and shaking your head. "No."

Bradley sat up too, and pushed your hair back from your face.

"No?"

You started sobbing. "No. You can't come see me in Chicago."

"Why not?" he asked, but his throat was tight with the words. Then he recognized everything for what it was. "Sugar. That was goodbye sex. Wasn't it?"

You nodded your head a few times, your eyes pleading with his. And now he felt tears in his as well.

"We need to break up," you said, your voice catching on the words. "I can't hold you back."

Bradley's arms were around you in an instant. "No, Sugar. Don't do this. You'll go to Chicago, and I'll go to Rhode Island, but it's just temporary!"

"Bradley," you pleaded, pulling away so he could see your face again.

"You don't trust me." He had really hoped he was never going to have to say those words to you. Not now.

But you shook your head right away and took his face in your hands. "That's not it, Bradley! I trust you. You've been the best boyfriend I've ever had. But you worked too hard for this, and you need to focus on flight training. Missing me and thinking about me isn't going to help you. This is your dream."

"Why can't I have two dreams?" he asked softly. Your eyes drifted closed, and he could see the tears leaking down your cheeks now.

"I'm so proud of you. You're going to be amazing," you told him.

"Please."

But you just kept shaking your head as you got to your feet and pulled on your shorts and shoes.

Bradley was sitting on the edge of his bed, with his face in his hands. He only looked up when you said his name so softly, he thought he had imagined it. You had your phone in one hand and you were wearing his shirt, and he didn't think he would ever be the same again after this.

You bent down and brushed your lips softly against his. "I love you, Beer Boy."

And then you turned and ran your fingers along his door, glancing back at him one time before you left.

"Sugar."

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Bradley spent the next two weeks in a state of numbness. His fingers no longer seemed to be able to type out text messages to you; he had sent so many and received none in return. His voice didn't work right anymore, which was fine, because you weren't answering his calls either. You had most certainly blocked his number.

He knew why you did it. He understood. He would never blame you for it. But that didn't mean that he had to agree with it. The only thing Bradley wanted at the moment was you, and he didn't think that feeling was going to change for a very long time.

When he was cleaning out his room for the last time, he stood in front of his bedroom door. You made him a better person. You made him work for what he wanted. You made him fall in love with you.

But you wouldn't even let him tell you that.

Bradley took a photo of his door, and promised himself he would use it as a reminder that he was different and better than he used to be. Then he uncapped the black marker in his hand. He slowly scribbled out your phone number and let himself feel everything.

But he left the rest for the next guy to deal with.

SUGAR

what's your number?

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THE END.

Beer Boy and Sugar seem to have some unfinished business.... please stay tuned for Right Girl, Wrong Time!!!!

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disappointmentofthefam · 2 months

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Love? Love. (part 2)

Andy Barber x Reader

warnings-age gap,slow burn,smut

i hope yall enjoy this, i wrote it from the pit of despair.

p.s.- i promise you dom daddy andy is cumming soon ;)

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The night following the fateful events of Andy sweating like a damn teenager after meeting y/n had resulted in restless sleep sprinkled with incessant thoughts of her. Did she have a boyfriend? hmm that would be bad But the thought of her being available is somehow worse damn it Andrew! You are not a silly little boy anymore, you are a grown ass man and you can talk to a girl without giggling and kicking your feet in the air! As the morning rolled in, it seemed like Andy's prayers were answered as a smiling Y/n was once again at his doorstep. she looked different in the morning, somehow more majestic.Still in her sleep shorts and her hair in a messy bun. lips looked plumper somehow, hints of slumber still in her eyes. "Good morning Andy", she grumbles. " Good morning, angel," Andy tries to test the waters, "missed me so soon?" fuck! I sound like a creep! maybe I should jus- His thoughts are interrupted with a soft giggle, "Yes, Mr. Barber, you couldn't possibly fathom how hard it was for me to spend all that time away from you", she rolls her eyes, but smiles nonetheless. there's some truth to it, she couldn't exactly shrug of the feeling of….. um…. Andy from her heart and her mind and especially her pussy. the low vibrato of his voice was enough to cause her to flood with heat and arousal, "yes Andy! right there", His tongue lapping at my cilt I bet he's a fucking munch when it comes to eating out I bet he's a biter I bet he'd slap my face with it I bet he was one for holding me down and pounding me into the mattress I bet he'd cum in m- GIRL- IT'S 9 IN THE MORNING

She does that thing again, where she tries to divert her eyes from the man in front of her, "um, I think the mailman might have accidentally delivered our stuff to you." The sudden shyness in her demeanor doesn't go unnoticed by Andy's watchful eyes. "I just had Jacob bring in the mail, why don't you come in and make yourself comfortable while you sort through the stuff?", he ushers her inside. Jacob's eyes light up as he sees her, "Y/n! I was just thinking about you! my chemistry grades are sooooo tanked and i need your help", he looks at Andy, "Dad, would it be alright if y/n tutored me?" "Sure, Jake, I mean if she finds time in her schedule", they look at y/n for an answer. " Sure thing, I'm free by 6 p.m. on weekdays after classes, I think I could fit you in around…seven?" "Done", Jacob smiles at her as he grabs his school bag and slings it over his shoulder, " I'll see you tomorrow then? at seven?". "Yeah, at seven". " Bye dad, love you." "Love you too." With that Andy and Y/n fall into a comfortable silence as she sorts through the mail and separates the ones meant for her house. "Can i ask you something?" Andy breaks the silence. "You just did", y/n smirks at him. " Okay, smartass," Andy can't help but smile at her 12-year-old-boy-esquè-humor. "Can i ask you two things then, " Andy leans forward from opposite to her on the dining table, enjoying the back and forth between them. "Go ahead, jeez it's like a question paper come to life",y/n bites her lower lip in anticipation. Andy tries a more casual, less creepy approach, "How do you find the time to tutor after coming home from college? I mean you wouldn't have time for other things like for example, uhh a boyfriend." Y/n's cheeks turn red and she again diverts her attention from Andy, "I don't have one, Mr. Barber"

The admission makes Andy's stomach flutter with a sense of relief and something else…..a wave of pure and primal desire. She looks up at Andy with a flustered smile and lustful, hooded eyes, looking like the perfect mix of a nymph and a virgin, "is that what you wanted to know Andy? because let me tell you, you weren't being very subtle." she teases. "What if I did, sweets? What if I wanted to know if there was a limpy ,lacking frat boy who was doing nothing but disappointing you every time he touched you?" Andy's eyes go darker, the blue ring of his eyes being engulfed by his blown out pupils. "Well then Mr. Barber, let me tell you that i don't have any frat boys disappointing me at night," she leans in closer, so much that Andy can feel her warm breath on his lips, "what are you gonna do about it?" Almost.

This six letter word was the bane of Andy Barber's existence. She was so close, I could smell the faint smell of vanilla on her skin. She was so close, I could see the tiny freckles by her nose. She was so close, so, so close. Our lips almost touched Almost. Suddenly, the door opens and then shuts close and the sounds of progressing footsteps breaks them apart. "Hey, I just forgot my phone here." Jacob doesn't question the awkwardness in the room as he grabs his phone and leaves once again. In a frenzy, Y/n collects her mail and leaves for the door too, "I'm sorry if I overstepped Andy, I swear it won't happen again." Her voice small and choked, but I fucking hope it does happen again and again and again and again Amused by her nervousness, Andy tries to speak, but before he can get her attention, she has already left. Well she'd be here again at seven tomorrow, right?

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prodbymaui · 11 months

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Breaking The Norm

just come into my arms, destroy me if you want

PAIRING: jeong jaehyun x reader

GENRE: the bad boy's good girl

WORD COUNT: 1.9k+ words

WARNINGS: brief deep throat, brief overstimulation, dirty talks, pet names, mentioned illegal racing

SYNOPSIS: Who would've thought a man so tough like Jaehyun has a thing for girls who's fond of cringy and cliché dramas?

A/N: Cross is mentioned but this one's more of domestic than Cross' fic, no gores and can be a stand-alone fic. With that being said, please enjoy Uno's fic!

A scowl leaves a print on your face. ''What the– she's walking out just like that?! They haven't even talked about it yet! She should've waited for his reason!''

Yoojin, the main character, refuses to listen as to why Haeso left her in the midst of her early pregnancy and only coming back 5 years later. Believing that he abandoned her, the pent up anger and grudge will probably cause them another 3-4 more episodes before straightening the curve and reconciling. What'll happen to their daughter along the way, that you're curious about.

Frustrated by how things ended in this episode, you turn off the tv and stomps your way out of the room, heading towards the kitchen where your boyfriend's in the middle of cooking a dish, probably your dinner.

''Learn to clean up your own mess.'' Jaehyun shakes his head before clicking his tongue and placing his phone on the counter beside the stove in a decent gap. It seems like he was on a call prior to your arrival. Wrapping your arms around him, you plant a kiss on his cheek, eliciting a chuckle.

''So you're out of your den, huh? Got sick of watching that cliché drama?'' He earns a smack. His arm is so full of muscles that it didn't do much than make him laugh again. Those tattoos covering the vastness of his skin are hard to ignore.

Jaehyun's right though, it is cliché. That doesn't change the fact that he watches it with you in spite of hating the plot and the actors' acting. You love that about him.

''Who was that earlier?''

''Hmm?'' Jaehyun glances where you're looking. ''Ah, Cross. He wanted me to help Jungwon.''

Cross, a friend of his that you're familiar with yet haven't gotten the chance to actually meet him properly. Jaehyun says he's a busy man.

''About what?''

''Just a mess he made.'' You remember his last line when you arrived at the kitchen. ''That fucker won't stop bothering the youngsters, really.''

Giggling, you pepper his shoulder with kisses. ''Why are you so mad? I'm sure Jungwon can do it with just a few instructions from you.''

Finding nothing right to respond to you, Jaehyun smiles and focuses on cooking. The food looks and smells delicious, but you crave for something else. Something that involves a certain tattooed man who has his hair tied in a man bun.

Jaehyun sighs. ''You know I can ruin our food if you're distracting me, right?''

''Don't care. I'll just eat you instead.''

Jaehyun smirks, lowering the heat before facing you. ''You've got a dirt mouth on you, sweetheart.''

''Uh-huh, wonder where I got it from.'' Your arms circle his neck.

''Right, I wonder..''

Lips curving upwards, you are filled with a giddy feeling as Jaehyun connects with yours, caressing your waist while his other hand settles on the back of your neck to press into you deeper.

Sooner than later, it escalates to more, courtesy of Jaehyun's failed resistance over your body covered merely by his wrinkled dress shirt. A squeak escapes you, tightening your hold on him as he carries you without struggles and transfers you to the countertop usually used for eating breakfast. Your legs welcome him in between like an old friend.

Palm coming in contact with your inner thighs, Jaehyun hums. ''Of course, prancing around this apartment with no panties. What else can be expected from you? Always so eager to have my cock inside that tight little pussy of yours.''

You mewls. God, that deep fucking voice and the lack of filters on Jaehyun's words are enough to cause a pool on your core. ''T-touch me, please.''

And touch, he did. Two fingers plunge inside you, indifferent if you're unprepared for the sudden stretch. Jaehyun curls them, mouth sucking the area where your collarbone lies, groaning as his clothed crotch brushes against your knees. His arm that is on your waist grips you, closer to him and keeps you still.

''Ah, ah.'' Your head lolls to the back, hands placed behind you to support your weight. ''Your fingers feels so good– fuck– more. I want more please. Haah, so good!''

Two becomes three, pads prodding at your spot. The electrifying feeling is too much, you lose control of your own body. Your hips start to buck, meeting the vigorous thrusts of Jaehyun's hands as your own flies to hold onto Jaehyun's arm, gripping and moaning as you feel the muscle flex underneath your palm.

With the signs of your climax showing themselves to Jaehyun, he immediately pulls out his fingers, leaving you feeling empty and whining at the loss of pleasure. Grinding your pussy against the cold marble countertop to make up for the digits that left you unattended, you watch through your hazy vision how Jaehyun licks and sucks the said digits as if it's some sweet candy.

When your slick on his fingers runs out, Jaehyun nudges your legs wider, feet planted on the same marble top. Your eyes lowered to his boxers, his tip peeking out of the hem.

''Fuck.. you're too big a boxer couldn't even accomodate your size?''

Jaehyun kisses your throat, licking your nipples through the shirt. ''That's why you're here, darling. None of these clothes can keep my cock warm. My pretty cocksleeve.. you'll do that instead, don't you?''

Nodding, you press your body against him, hands feeling Jaehyun's abs and chest. Your eyes shoot wide and a gasp resonates around the kitchen when Jaehyun's tip breaches past your pussy lips, invading your hole as his veins rub the velvet and warm walls. When he's buried deep inside, Jaehyun starts thrusting with an unforgiving pace. There's not even a build up.

''Oooh– yes, yes, yes! Fuck my pussy! You reach so deep– oh, God– you reach so deep inside me, I can feel you in my belly. Jaehyun, you're so big! Too big!''

You feel so full. The impressive girth of your boyfriend might be monstrous but somehow your walls willingly stretches to its limit to accommodate it. As if your pussy was made exclusively for Jaehyun's dick.

''Motherfu–... You're fucking chocking me, sweetheart. I feel like I might come soon,'' Jaehyun chuckles. ''You're the only one who can make me cum in a span of minutes. You're the only one who can take my fucking cock like a fucking champ.''

''Yes! I'll make you feel– ah!-- feel good. You should fuck me everyday– haah– every morning and every night– Oh so good! Don't go to work just– fuuuck!-- just fuck me the whole day. Don't care if I tear apart.''

Even though his bar can function without physically being there, Jaehyun knows he won't do that. He won't get rich. But Jaehyun gets harder nonetheless.

''Or– or if not, you can bring me there and fuck me on the counter too while mixing and making drinks for your customers. I'm sure– ah shit– I'm sure they'll like the show. It's like hitting two birds with– oooh– one stone, right?''

Jaehyun growls at your ear. ''Fucking..''

You yelp as you get manhandled, your back now facing Jaehyun's chest as you stand before Jaehyun. A high-pitched moan rings across the apartment when Jaehyun thrusts into you faster, deeper, and harder. Your legs buckle and your arms fly out everywhere, desperate for something to hold on.

Tears streaming down your face, Jaehyun decides to help his poor girlfriend by grabbing each of your arms on the area of your elbow, steadying you so he could plow and jab at your prostate without you moving much.

''You fucking slut. And here I thought I house an innocent one. Although maybe you were once like that– I made you like this. God, I made a monster, didn't I? A fucking vixen.''

Your knees face each other, folding a bit. They would've given up on you if not for Jaehyun. Head bowing down, you meet the view of your belly and the bump appearing with every snap of Jaehyun's hips. You are reduced to a whimpering mess.

Jaehyun laughs when he notices where you are looking at. ''See that? If you're not on pills, your belly would be round and plump. You will be carrying my child, showing everyone who fucking owns you.''

The words seem to be stuck on your throat, clogging the passage where you can get air as breathing through your nose isn't enough. Eyelids flickering, you could barely get the words out.

''What was that, darling?'' Jaehyun presses his cheek against yours, sucking the skin of your shoulder.

''Come– come..''

''Come?'' Jaehyun smiles, an arm caging you in his embrace as the other encloses on your throat again. ''Go on. You're my good girl, right? Come for Jaehyun, darling.''

You thrashes, legs shaking violently, tears rolling down your cheeks. Finally finding your voice, you scream as your release takes over your body, sending you into a bliss of pleasure.

''Beautiful.'' Jaehyun groans.

It's too much– the overstimulation, the drag of his thick cock along your walls. Instead of slowing down, Jaehyun quickens his pace, pinching your nipple between his middle and forefinger.

''Too much– I can't! Jaehyun, it's too much, please! Slow– fuck– slow down please!''

''No. You're gonna fucking take all of me. Isn't this what you want, sweetheart?''

''Just–...''

As his cock starts to twitch inside you, Jaehyun pulls out, pushing you down to your knees and as soon as your mouth is open for him, Jaehyun wastes no time in burying his cock deep in your throat. All it takes him is a few thrusts and he's coming, hot cum spilling past your tongue and straight to your throat, forcing you to gulp everything and not miss even a drop.

''Yeah, that's right.'' He rubs his tip on your tongue before pulling out.

''Uno, are you not really coming? I heard the prize is big tonight.''

Jaehyun casts a brief glance at your sleeping figure beside him, your arm hugging his waist. He ponders a bit. Aside from handling his own bar, Jaehyun also does illegal racing. Earning him the name of Uno as he always placed first in every rave he participates in.

Jaehyun doesn't want to miss the opportunity of earning a large amount of money in an easy way. But as you snuggle up on his side, scooting closer to him as you mumble incoherently about something– Jaehyun sighs.

''Nah, boyfriend duties.''

Red's– or by his real name, Eunwoo's– sound of disgust penetrates his ears. ''You're so fucking whipped it's disgusting.''

Just then, a rustle is heard and Cross' voice replaces Red's. ''Get your ass over here, I don't fucking want to see TY winning that race.''

''Guess what?'' Jaehyun says.

''What?''

''I don't care about what you want.''

Jaehyun chuckles as he ends the call, interrupting Cross' rants abruptly. He tosses the phone to the bedside and wraps his arms around you as well.

TY and his gang can fucking win that game for all they want. Jaehyun doesn't give a flying fuck. He can win that money back in a single raise, the prizes get higher whenever he races anyway. For now, Jaehyun will uncharacteristically enjoy the domestic atmosphere surrounding your shared bedroom and vask in the warmth of your love.

How cringy. But just like how he watched that drama with you– Jaehyun couldn't care less as long as it's with you.

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xbellaxcarolinax · 1 year

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What’s up is that I can’t stop thinking about making Steven feel better after a shitty day at his work like he comes home and he’s all huffing bc his boss bitched at him and you just. You know? Let me make you feel good Steven babyyyy

Hope you like :)

Word count: 1123

Warning: This contains s m u t. Minors DNI, please.

How did you get here, Steven splayed out under you with your cunt swallowing his cock?

It's a funny story, really.

He'd come home huffing and puffing after a long day at work, his face pinched in irritation.

"I don't know what it is," Steven said, hands flying animatedly with a fork in hand, "but Donna hates me. Can you believe the old bat took a customer's side over mine? The bloke said I was overcharging him for a bookmark! A bloody bookmark! Donna's the one who set the price in the first place!"

"I don't understand…why would she do that?" You questioned with a frown. The number of stories you've heard about that woman was vast and far too many to count.

"It's hard to say," he stabbed the fork into the veggie lasagna you'd made for dinner, pushing the contents around his plate, "I'm not exactly sure what her issue is with me."

You watched the irritation grow like an infection over his soft features, twisting them to the point where you thought he would cry. His eyes glossed over with unshed tears before he put his fork down, furiously wiping his eyes with a fist. The sight nearly broke your heart.

"My poor baby," you cooed, pushing your plate aside, "I hate seeing you like this." You stood, circling the small dining table to lean against him, wrapping an arm around his broad shoulders, the other cradling his head. He leaned into your touch, eyes downcast and long lashes wet.

You soothed him with gentle noises, peppering little kisses over his brow.

"I'm sorry, love," he sniffled, “I don’t mean to get all sad on you. I’ve ruined dinner, haven’t I?” His brown eyes gazed up at you, large and sad. You smiled, letting the pad of your thumb run over his lower lip.

“You didn't ruin dinner,” you placed another gentle kiss over his mess of curls, “you have every right to express how you’re feeling.” He sighed, snuggling you close by wrapping his arms around you.

"I love you." He mumbled into your side, the words disappearing into the fabric of your shirt.

"I love you, too." You smiled, resting your chin over his head, relishing in the scent that was uniquely Steven.

You felt his fingers gently trail down the expanse of your back, resting his hand at the dip. There was nothing sexual about the action, Steven was just a handsy person, seeking relief and comfort through touch alone.

Or maybe you were wrong about that.

After a few moments of comfortable silence, Steven finally spoke.

"Dove?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you think…" he pulled away from you, firmly planting his hands on your hips and keeping his eyes trained on the small strip of visible skin, "Do you think we could…?" Steven slowly slipped a finger into the waistband of your shorts, pulling it back and letting it gently snap back against your skin.

"Oh, you need a distraction, do you?" You hummed, feigning disinterest until you broke out in laughter at the pout that threatened his lips. Without further hesitation you removed your shirt, tossing it somewhere in the mess of his flat, your shorts following after. "Of course, if that's what my baby wants."

"Please." He whispered, his gaze trailing over your form with adoration. You had nothing special on, just a basic gray sports bra and panties, but he always looked at you like you were beyond human comprehension, something special that only he (and Marc…and Jake) could have.

In a matter of minutes, you had him sitting on the couch with his pants down to his ankles and his patterned button-down shirt pushed up to expose his midriff. His pretty eyes were lidded, mouth slightly ajar as you moved up and down on his cock in a dance you both knew well.

“Mmm…fuuuck, d’you hear t-that, love?” Steven pants, his thick fingers gripping your hips with a force you’ve recently discovered he had, “d’you hear h-how wet you are?”

You’ve also recently discovered how filthy he can be with his words, not that you were complaining.

“Mhmm,” your eyes fluttered as you were now acutely aware of the obscene noises your pussy was making as it leaked all over his thick cock, “all for you, baby.” You were pretty sure his balls were now completely drenched with your juices.

You looked down at him, like really looked at him, and felt he was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen. You wanted to see him that way forever, in the midst of pleasure, panting and begging you to keep going.

“I-I love you,” he moaned, gripping your face with both hands and bringing you down for a sloppy kiss, “w-wanna be inside y-you all the time. Would y-you let me, d-dove? I p-promise to always be good for you.”

“Mm, Steven, f-fuck, baby,” you leaned your brow against his, “your gonna make me come if you keep talking like that.” Steven trailed his large hands over your shoulders and down to your breasts, kneading the flesh through the bra before landing back on your hips.

“K-keep going,” he panted, guiding you faster over his cock, the thick head jamming into where you want it to hit the most. You followed his lead, lifting yourself up till the head of his cock almost slipped out, before slamming yourself down again.

“Oh my God,” you choked as you threw your head back and closed your eyes. It was like seeing the galaxy behind your lids, an endless abyss of pure pleasure and chaos all at once. “J-just wanna make you h-happy, Steven, baby.”

Steven’s breath comes out in quick bursts, your words causing him to activate his feral side—primal and filthy. He pounded and pounded up into you until his hips stuttered and his eyes rolled so far back it seemed like they would stay that way.

“I’m com—” The words died in his throat before he let out a guttural groan, his fingers digging painfully into your hips. He shot his load into you as you felt your own release, your fingers lost in the mass of his curls when you came and screamed your pleasure to the heavens.

You slumped over him, chest heaving almost in unison with his. You were barely aware of his hand trailing down your spine, or his spend leaking from your pulsating cunt, dirtying you both.

“Steven,” you sighed, “that was…”

“Amazing,” he finished, dragging his nose over the contours of your face lovingly, “bloody amazing, love.”

“Are you feeling better, baby?” You squeezed your pussy and felt his cock twitch inside of you. Steven hummed, nodding his head lazily with his eyes closed.

“Mm, so much better.”

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riyva · 1 year

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nutella on you. | j.jh

pairings. jung jaehyun x fem!reader (ft. johnny & yuta) genre. fluff, romance, angst (if u squint?) warnings. explicit content, minors don't interact, food play, oral (m), implied sex summary. you were pregnant with twins, and cravings are kicking in.

you purred when you woke up. you glanced at the clock; it was already 4 p.m. hmm.. ‘kay! time for snacks. you stood up and went to the body mirror. you admired how big your tummy was. you’re carrying twins. your husband, jaehyun, was in bliss when he found out you’re pregnant with twins. it's been a year since you were married, and you’ve been trying to conceive a child, and finally, you guys made it, making love three times a day, didn’t know you’ll be having two. and, in four months left, you’ll be carrying them in your arms.

you went straight to the kitchen to look for something. when you wake up, you already think of having nutella with a banana. on your disappointment, you didn’t see one in your pantry. you thought of your husband; he’ll be home in an hour from now. you immediately texted him to buy some.

you: hey, honey! would you mind if you could buy me some nutella and bananas? jaehyun: hello to my beautiful wife, mrs. jung! how’s your nap? jaehyun: yeah, sure. i will get it before going home to you. you: i slept for three hours you know. gladly, our babies didn’t do anything complicated to me. you: alright, take care! i love you. jaehyun: i love you more, mi amor.

on the other hand, jaehyun was smiling all through his eyes, showing his deep and cute dimples. he's always excited about going home to you. nothing could complete his every single day without you in his arms. for the five months of your pregnancy, you don't always send off your husband to work every morning due to morning sickness. it always makes you awful.

but jaehyun never forgets to bring you on dates, travels with you. to spend time with you even though he has lots of work on his hand, and he always makes you feel loved every day. he always brings you your favorite flowers, tulips & lavender, with or without any occasion. well, he is treating you like a queen, pampering you every day. you're his other half, the only person he's inlove and growing old with. you're his wife. you know, he is a perfect husband and will be an ideal father to your children. he always wanted a kid since he was a teenager, but now, he's having two.

since your cravings can wait, you eat wheat bread before going to the living room to watch movies while waiting for him to get home. for dinner, you heat the food that you cooked for lunch. as you sit on the couch, you caress your big tummy, and you felt your babies movements, “woah.” as you felt a twitch inside you. they must be having fun.

minutes to an hour have passed; you heard his car parked in the garage. "i'm home, mi amor!” he shouted from the door. "i'm here, jay!” the moment he heard your voice, he immediately went to you with a smile, showing his adorable dimple, and he put you in a warm hug. he kissed your forehead, nose, and lips.

"how's mommy, hmm?” you pulled away from the hug and you sat in between his legs on the couch. you took his hands to caress your belly. “can you feel them right now?” as your babies moved it left him in awe. few months left, he will carry his little angels. “i see. they were behaving.” he went to your tummy and whispered, “please be good angels, okay? don't make it too hard for mommy, okay?” they moved as their reply earned giggles from both of you, and he captured your lips. damn, i miss my wife so bad. he broke the kiss and stood up, "c'mon, momma. let's prepare your cravings.” and you followed him into the kitchen. “you miss me that much, huh?” he dramatically acted and giggled. “so bad!”

he did prepare your nutella and bananas, and viola, cravings satisfied! but you still want more… what if i try it on him? you shook your head with the thought. nope, he's busy.

the night has come, and you're prepared to sleep but you saw jaehyun in glasses was still working in his office. you knocked, “hey, come on. time to bed.” he took a glance from you. “you go first, mommy. i'm still finishing some reports.” you walked towards him, and sat on his lap. he welcomed your warm hug to give him the energy to finish the reports. “am i heavy?” you're curious as your fingers ran through his blonde hair. “nope.” he immediately said. "don't lie, silly! three were sitting on you, three.”

jaehyun shut his eyes as he felt his member getting hard. he can't help it because his beautiful wife was sitting on his lap. “hmm, wife? can you ahm..” jaehyun can't continue as you slightly moved and you felt something under his boxers. “are you?” you asked to confirm. “yes.” he breathlessly replied.

instead of removing yourself from his lap, “do you want to—” you took his fingers to your lips, “—put it here?” he gulped as he nodded to your question. you carefully stood up, phew, my body felt so heavy, and gave him a kiss. “alright, i'll just go get something.” you giggled as you were on your way to getting the nutella.

your eyes twinkled at the thought of eating nutella with his raw banana. you slightly tapped your tummy. “hey, babies. mommy and daddy might do something tonight.” you whispered. might need some space, lol.

you took a pillow from your bedroom before going into his office, and to your surprise, his boxers were gone. “wow, who's excited?” he just smiled sheepishly as you shyly raised his right hand, you dumped the pillow on the floor and kneeled between his legs; you saw his hard dick sprung free reaching the top of his belly button. jaehyun saw the nutella that he bought. “what are you going to do with that, momma?”

you didn't say anything but you took a spoonful of nutella and wrapped it around his cock. his eyes widened a little as he felt the coldness, and he muttered a curse. fuck. "gonna eat nutella with your raw banana, lovey. you up?” it was messy but jaehyun don't have any other choice but to give in. he doesn't want to take a cold shower either.

you've wanted to do this since he got home, and finally, he's sitting in front of you. "bon appétit!" it was messy, but for you, your sight was mouth-watering and you didn't waste any time devouring him. his head fell back as you licked the tip. you took him whole careso as fully not to scratch your teeth on his v, and thick length. no wonder we made twins, lol. his hand went to grip your short hair as he help you to move your head.

“fuck, mi amor. grow your hair, please.” you just hummed as you continued licking and sucking him off, leaving no nutella in waste. his hips thrust carefully not to gag you. his movements were slowly given that you're pregnant. as much as possible, he doesn't want to hurt you. after a few pumps, you pulled out leaving a popping sound.

“dad, sorry. i can't make you cum like this. my jaw and knees hurt.” his brows furrowed.

"you're gonna leave it like that?” you giggled as you stood up, removed your underwear, and bent over his desk. “you and your hormones are insane.” i know, jay. i know. lol!

“well, at least i left no nutella on your cock. now, fuck me please.”

after 4 months, you’re already giving birth to your twins. jaehyun walked back and forth outside the delivery room to calm his nerves as a soon-to-be dad. “dude, seriously, can you sit down?” johnny said. “i can’t, shit. i think i’m going insane.” he tried to sit down but he can’t. “it’s okay, bro. they will be fine.” then, there's yuta who tapped his shoulder to comfort him. fuck, self. calm down. your wife and babies will be fine.

a nurse came out and called him, “hello! mr. jeong! you can now go inside.” he took a glance to johnny before going in. “gotta, go!”

the moment he entered the delivery room, he went directly to you. he kissed your forehead and he told you, “you did well, momma. thank you & i love you so much.” you smiled weakly as you answered him back. “i love you, too, and our babies.” jaehyun never fails to put you first, it's always you.

you gave birth to a girl and a boy. you and jaehyun named them as yoonah & yoonoh. you both can't explain the happiness that you finally carried them in your arms. jaehyun held you as your babies were sleeping sweetly in your chest. what a loving sight to him, and he's more than thankful.

“i will love you forever & ever until the day i die, and i will be a good husband, and a father to yoonah & yoonoh.”

i love you, always remember that.

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imissthembutitwasntadisaster · 14 days

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Taking this out of Faith's notes because it's not fair to clog them up but seriously I feel like Tilney is very often boiled down to charming man who knows about muslin but to me honestly the people who are like "hmm seems like a fake flakey guy" are more right because it's definitely got this underlying cynicism to it which put together with the charm gives a fairly calculating feel. But to me it's like! Imagine your mother dies and your father didn't murder her but when you describe it later you say he as good as killed her by his slow cruelty and disinterest, and you're left with your sister, your older brother who is also AWFUL, and that same father in an old obscure abbey. What do you do? a. you stop really liking or trusting many people because 2/3 of the people you're meant to like and trust are awful, and b. you get Really Good at being liked. Because that's going to get you out of that house, and it's also going to, as much as possible, save you when you are still in that house. It's not the ONLY response to an essentially emotionally abusive situation like that, but it is a clear response.

And this also explains why Tilney doesn't seem to take things seriously very often, because making a joke out of everything is also a tried and true way of surviving a life like that. If you laugh at it then it won't hurt you so he laughs at his family and he laughs at the shitty parts of society and at the Thorpes and at everything.

Except Catherine then turns up and she's not calculated, she's the opposite of calculated. She's charming because she's so honest, she runs up and pours out how sorry she is that she didn't make the walk and how much she wanted to and had been whisked away, and she tells it without an inch of propriety and it's impossible to keep being angry with her. She's silly but she's also inexplicable clear-eyed, she sees the unhappiness at Northanger so clearly even if she imagines the source wrong! That's always been so important to me as part of her character that she was RIGHT there WAS something rotten in the state of General Tilney!!! It just wasn't Literal Murder. And I think Tilney sees that and he loves that because it's so different from the twisted nature of his own past and upbringing, because it's true and honest and good and he still strives for those things (because even if his charmingness IS calculated, he still sees young women and their chaperones unhappy and abandoned and immediately steps in! he is still very much kind! I might speculate about how it's possible to live an identity for so long that it becomes true, but in this case that would just be speculation because we don't have enough information so I won't.) And then I think he does come to love Cathy properly with more time and all, but the original attraction I think is how straightforward she is.

And I KNOW this isn't the only interpretation of the characters but it's the one that makes Tilney make sense to me, he's too cynical and slightly bitter to truly be the perfectly kind charming man he makes himself out to be, but he genuinely cares too much to be a fraud. I think the complexities arise from the survival mechanisms he's created which make sense given his background, and how they intersect and interact with the rest of his nature and the outside world.

#northanger abbey #when I tell you I met this man lowkey in the middle of still living with my parents when it was Bad and I thought ough mood

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wheeboo · 8 months

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meet cute: the coffee shop | joshua hong

SYNOPSIS. in which you choose to go to the coffee shop for a solo date, not expecting to be trapped inside from the weather with the cute barista. PAIRING: joshua hong x gn!reader GENRE: fluff, meet cute, first meetings, implied college au WARNINGS. none WORD COUNT. 2.1k

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...the coffee shop!

There was one you always went to whenever you wanted to go somewhere to study or to relax. It was slightly farther away than where you live, but there was just something about this specific one you love that you didn't want to go to any other ones. It was the first place you discovered when passing by the city at the beginning of your hectic life.

Glancing out your bedroom window, your face lights up to the sight of the early afternoon sun casting a golden glow over the city. There's a scatter of thin cotton-white clouds drifting across the skies, and without a second thought, you quickly pack your laptop, a notebook and pen for any spark of inspiration, and headphones before dashing out the door.

There's a spring in your step as you head towards the bus stop nearby. The sun's warmth embraces you as you patiently wait for the bus to pull up at the stop. Once it arrives, you settle into a seat near the window and watch the cityscape glide by as the sunlight dances on the buildings.

After a pleasantly short ride, you step off the bus and make your way to the coffee shop just a few blocks down. Upon entering, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee greets you like an old friend. It's been a while since you've last been here, but the comfortable familiarity immediately brings a smile to your face.

You take your place in line, and as you wait, you take in the sights around you. It was way less busy than you expected, and you notice some people engrossed in their own books or laptops with a respective drink next to them. It's quiet and peaceful, just the way you like it.

"Hey, welcome to Pledis Coffee, what can I get for you today?" are the words that greet you when the person before you walks away to find a seat. As you bring your gaze back to the front, you didn't expect to be welcomed with an unfamiliar man and perhaps the most charming smile you've ever seen.

"Um..." You clear your throat and cast your eyes briefly down to his nametag𑁋his name is Joshua, you read𑁋before glancing back up at him, feeling some warmth in your face and your words catch annoyingly in your throat. So instead of saying your order, you impulsively blurt out, "Uh, what do you recommend?"

The question falls from your lips so quickly before you can act, and you suddenly feel stupid because you knew exactly what you wanted to order the moment after you said it.

You notice the way his brows quirk up, almost like your question had caught him off-guard as well. He appears to think for a moment, lips forming a smooth, thoughtful line. But when he brings his eyes back to you, there's a slight smirk to his face.

"Hmm, well, how about I surprise you?" he asks instead, and his voice is so clear and light, yet playful.

He wants to... surprise you? It's not something you're used to when it comes to ordering, but there's a certain look in Joshua's eyes that makes you cave. You nod, a small smile playing at your lips.

"Sure," You reply boldly, curiosity piqued as your straighten up your posture. "I like surprises." (You really don't, but for the sake of this moment, you guess you do.)

Joshua's smile widens, and it's almost as if the coffee shop brightens as well. "One surprise coming up then. Anything else I can get for you?"

You shake your head slightly, managing to return his smile. "That's it, thank you."

"Okay. And can I get a name for your order?"

"Y/N."

With a nod, Joshua finishes inputting your order, and you're momentarily lost in his focused gaze. He retrieves a slip of your receipt from the printer and hands it to you with another smile𑁋his eyes even smile as well.

"Feel free to find a seat. I'll bring your order to you," he tells you, gesturing with his eyes to the empty seats of the coffee shop.

You flash him one last grateful shy smile, feeling a flutter in your chest as you take the slip of paper from his grasp and hide it from your eyes' view.

You settle into a seat at the corner next to the window. The sunlight filtering through bathes the surface of your table in a pleasant glow. You set up your laptop and notebook, along with connecting your headphones before scrolling through your endless playlists and setting on one that sets the mood.

Some time later, you spot Joshua at the corner of your eye making his way around other tables with a tray in hand. His eyes find yours, and that charming smile lights up his face as he approaches where you sat. He places a steaming coffee mug and a plate with a cinnamon roll before you on the table. The sun rays pouring inside cast a glow on the soft features of his face.

"Here's your surprise," he says, voice carrying that same warm and friendly tone, yet with a hint of playfulness.

As you take a closer look of what's in the cup, your eyes widen to the intricate latte art on its surface, seemingly depicting a delicate flower with petals unfolding in the creamy foam. It's breathtaking, and you're almost reluctant to drink it.

"Woah, this is... amazing." Your eyes linger on the cup, mouth still agape. "How did you do this?"

Joshua just shakes his head, voice carrying a hint of tease. "It's not a surprise anymore if I share the secret, you know."

You grin, feeling a slight blush creeping into your cheeks at being caught in your curiosity. "Fair enough, I won't pry then."

He winks playfully, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I hope you enjoy it."

"I'm impressed, really. I've never seen anything like this," You tell him. "You really have a knack for this."

His cheeks turn a faint rosy hue, and he rubs the back of his neck bashfully. "Thanks." Then he clears his throat, "The cinnamon roll is freshly baked and on the house too, so I hope you enjoy that as well."

He’s... giving you a cinnamon roll for free? "I definitely will, thank you."

As Joshua turns to leave, you can't help but steal a few more glances in his direction as he goes back behind the counter to tends to other customers.

With your drink in one hand and a fork in the other, you take a savoury bite of the cinnamon roll, which melts easily in your mouth. Although still hesitant to ruin the latte art, you take a sip of the coffee. The flavours are smooth and rich, with hints of caramel and a subtle floral pinch that lingers on your tongue that you can't help the quiet mmh leaving your lips at the taste, to which Joshua catches sight of at the side with a small, proud smile.

Then you set off to work on your laptop, putting on your headphones and silently bopping to the music filling your ears.

Time seems to pass quickly, indicated only by the subtle shifts of the light filtering through the windows. The sky outside gradually darkens with thick clouds, casting a muted, dusky tint over the scenery. However, you remain blissfully unaware of the transforming weather and the people around shooting frequent glances down at their phones, only engrossed in putting your imagination to words and occasionally sipping the remains of your coffee and cinnamon roll.

At some point, you notice the gentle tapping sound against the windows growing louder. Finally looking up from your laptop, your brows furrow to the raindrops sliding down the glass. There's a soft drizzle outside, the roads glistening as if painted with a wet sheen. You check the time and notice that it's been quite a while since you arrived at the coffee shop.

And you realise that you did not bring a damn umbrella with you.

Then just like on cue, the rain's intensity suddenly increases, and a low roar of thunder makes you jump in your seat. You watch as people hurry by outside, pulling up their hoods and opening umbrellas of their own. Well, you definitely did not expect for the weather to take this turn, and you contemplate whether to wait or make a run for it and hope you don't get too soaked.

Groaning quietly, you pack up your laptop and belongings and stand up, lingering behind a small crowd of other people also trying to leave to the coffee shop. However, you take a pause in front of the door, biting your lip in contemplation.

"You don't have an umbrella, do you?" A familiar voice from behind makes you sigh in response, and you look back to see Joshua wiping down the front counter.

You offer a rueful smile. "I didn't exactly expect a rainstorm today."

Joshua chuckles softly, setting aside the cloth he was using and walking over to you. "Seems like we're in the same boat then."

He glances at your worried expression𑁋at the way your shoulders slump disappointedly and how your eyes dart to the rain outside as if trying to coerce the rain into stopping. His playful smile softens into a thoughtful one, and he takes a step closer to you.

"Tell you what," he begins. "I'm just finishing up with my shift, so we can wait a bit until it calms down. And I have a jacket which is better than nothing, so..."

"Ugh, but I have to get to the bus stop. I don't really live close to here."

"Then I can take you to the bus stop."

You turn to him, surprised. "You'd do that? But what about you?"

Joshua shrugs. "I can always grab a taxi or run or something. Plus, I don't live too far from here anyway. But I don't want you to get soaked."

Though taken aback at first, you feel some weight lift off your shoulders and your heart bloom with warmth at his offer.

"I... I'd appreciate it, thank you," You murmur sheepishly.

He waves it off casually. "It's no problem at all."

You stand near the counter as Joshua finishes up the remains of his shift, even conversing with him while keeping an eye on the rain. He tells you he's studying in education in hopes of becoming an elementary school teacher, or his other potential dream of opening his own café one day, and you find the thought so adorable. When you tell him you're studying literature, he gives you the casual I knew it, you give off those vibes eye roll.

When his shift finally comes to an end, he hangs his apron on a hook and grabs his own jacket before making his way over to you. As you glance out, you notice the rain had become significantly lighter.

"Looks like it calmed down." Then he turns back to you with his jacket in hand. "Ready to head out?"

You give a nod. "Yeah."

With Joshua by your side, you both walk out into the light rain. Just as you step outside, he removes his jacket and holds it above your heads, creating a makeshift umbrella with a chuckle.

You both share a laugh as you huddle close under Joshua's jacket-umbrella, your shoulders brushing against each other as you walk together. There's still some droplets that manages to stain your clothes and face, but being next to him makes the rain less of a bother.

When the bus stop comes into view, you feel your heart sink at the thought of parting ways with him soon. He brings his jacket down to the side once you both settle underneath the shelter with some other people approaching, strands of his dark hair dampened from the rain. You both let out a synchronised breath of relief.

"Thank you," You tell him, keeping your voice low. "for everything today, by the way."

He gives you a smile, a sight you wish to see more. "Of course. Glad I could be of help."

The rain continues to drizzle lightly, and you find yourselves standing close together under the shelter of the bus stop. Time ticks by as you engage in casual conversation, sharing small snippets of your lives, before the sound of a bus coming to a halt breaks your attention away.

You glance at him hesitantly. "Guess that's my cue to leave."

There’s a bittersweet look to Joshua’s face. "Looks like it."

The bus brakes hiss softly and the door swings open, some people pushing past you to get on. With a final, reluctant look at Joshua, you turn toward the doors. But just as you're about to step into the bus, a hand gently catches your arm, causing you to turn back to him with surprise.

"Wait, Y/N," Joshua calls out. "Before you go, could I maybe get your number? I'd... like to see you again."

Your heart skips a beat at his words, and you barely have time to fully process as an eager grin spreads across your face. You're both quick to pull out your phones and exchange contact information before your feet whisk you away onto the bus.

The door closes behind you, and you sit in a seat closest to the window. You glance down at Joshua, and he gives you a small wave. You wave back, a blush creeping onto your cheeks.

And as the bus starts to pull away, you sink down in your seat with a contented sigh.

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kaylinlmfao · 1 year

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Fuck you

Type of piece(s): imagine, oneshot, drabble, series

Type(s) of writing: smut, angst, fluff, dark

Pairing(s): dom!yandere!ghostface!billy loomis x shy!sarcastic!sub!fem!reader x dom!yandere!ghostface!sidney prescott

Warning(s): non con/rape, dub con, knife play, overstimulation, murder, blood, swearing, violence, mommy kink, daddy kink, dacryphilia, blood kink, dirty talk, nipple play, praise kink, slight public sex, innocence kink, reader goes into sub space, choking, hairpulling, fingering (r receiving), face sitting (sidney receiving), floor sex, hate/angry sex, drugging, ownership kink

Summary: when reader finds out that her best friends are the ones who killed her parents and Tatum & Stu, reader feels more hate towards them than ever. But all they've ever felt is obsessed with her. So they keep her with them forever

A/N: this is my first fic and of course its dark as shit so beware. Give me some much needed feedback and let me know how y'all feel! (I listened to Teddy Bear & Tag You're It by Melanie Martinez for the beginning and Shameless by Camila Cabello during the smut scene. Just if you want, it helps make the story more vivid and lucid)

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"Tate? Ready to go?" I yell up the stairs. "You're taking a trillion years Tatum!" "One sec!" She calls back down. "Jesus, Tate! Its just a party, not prom. Sid, come back me up!" "Tate, hurry up." Sidney says without even looking over so used to our arguing. I turn when I hear footsteps thudding down the stairs, Tatum ready to go. "Finally!" I groan, grabbing her hand to pull her out the door, where Dewey has been waiting in the car for like 30 minutes now. "Wait! How do I look, Y/N?" "Gorgeous, as always. Even if you show up in a ratty old house dress, you'd still look gorgeous. So I don't understand why you need an hour to get ready."

Tatum gives me a kiss on the lips as Sid walks over. "Its called preparation, Y/N." Tatum and I weren't dating but we've been best friends since kindergarten. We've kissed as friends since we were 13. Some of her boyfriends had a problem with it, but Stu didn't care. He knew Tatum and I were besties, nothing more. As we walked out the door, I didn't notice Sidney glaring at Tate in anger and jealously while we held hands.

We pulled into the street across from Stu's house as Dewey climbs out and opens the door for Sid. I slide out after her and Tate after me. "Be careful. I'll be over here, talking to Gale and looking around, ok?" "Yeah, ok Dewey boy." Tatum says, dragging me inside where Stu was greeting people at the door. "Y/N! Welcome to my humble castle." "Seriously Stu, don't put any effort into the theatrics." I smile, giving him a side hug as Tate and Sid walks in and I stay with Stu, greeting people as they walk in.

"Hey, Y/N! I'm going to grab a beer, you want one?" Tatum asks. "No, that's alright. Thanks anyways. Be careful." I tell her, turning back to continue my conversation with Stu about the recent kills that have been happening in Woodsboro. About 5 minutes later, Billy pops out of nowhere at the door. "Jesus Christ Billy boy. I'm gonna get you a cow bell or something so you can't sneak up on me anymore." I laugh, smiling and giving him a hug as I go to find Sid and Tate. "Hey Sid, have you seen Tatum anywhere?" "Um, no I haven't. You wanna come upstairs and breathe in peace without any screaming or anything?" "Sure" I say, bounding up the stairs.

I take a nice big deep breath as I flop down onto Stu's parents bed. "Thanks Sid. You always seem to know exactly what I need before I even know I need it." "I know babydoll. Its what I'm here for." I blush ay the nickname and just laugh it off. I can't help but get flustered at how she stands between my legs and looks down at me. No. I'm single and I'm not looking to mingle. I sit up quickly, looking up at Sidney. "Well thanks again Sid. I needed this but I should probably go downstairs, finish the movie, find Tate, y'know?" "Hmm" she nods. As I stand up, I realize she hasn't backed up. We're so close I can feel her everywhere, our lips inches apart. "Well, bye Sidney!" I call, bounding out the door.

So that was weird. I'll just find Tate and finish the movie. "Hey, Randy! Where is everyone?" I question him as I walk into the living room, seeing it empty. "Oh there was this phone call about Principal Himbry has been killed and is hanging from a football post or something." I jump onto the couch next to him. "You think its true?" I ask. "Maybe. I don't really care though. I just wanna finish the movie." "Alright." I nod, standing. "Where ya going?" "To find Tatum or Billy or Sid or Stu. I'll be right back." Randy's head jerks to look at me. "Kidding Rand. Kinda." "Jesus, Y/N." I laugh as I walk up the stairs to see if Tate and Stu are fucking in a room somewhere like they usually are.

I open the door to Stu's bedroom and walk in with my hand covering my eyes, just in case. "Stu? Tatum? Y'all in here." Suddenly, I hear a loud slicing sound and a gargled shout. "Y/N!" I move my hand and see the Ghostface killer in the mask and Sid laying stabbed on the bed. "Oh shit." I say, turning and running as the killer bounds over the bed towards me. "Motherfucker! I'm too young to die! Shit! Ow! Fuck you, you fucking bitch!" I scream as I run around the house, locking door and creating obstacles along the way. "I am way too out of shape for this shit! Can I have a headstart? Bitch! Randy! Stu! Billy! Tatum? Anybody? Fuck!"

I run into a room with a window and I lay the ironing board across the bottom of the door. "Asshole" I say, clamoring out of the window. I feel someone grab my shoulder as they try to pull me back in. "Bitch!" I yell, jumping as I swing my fist back, hitting them in the face. I groan as I roll off of the boat and land on the concrete. I look up at the garage door and scream and choke out a sob as I see my childhood best friend hanging, dead, from the garage door. I stand back up as I run to the news van parked outside. I bang on the door as the camera man, Kenny opens it and I climb in, slamming the door behind me. I look at the cameras set up and I see Ghostface creeping up behind Randy, preparing to stab him.

"Fuck! Move Randy! Move!" "Move kid!" Kenny jumps out of the van to go inside but I notice the front door is open. I watch the footage of the killer running outside, leaving Randy. "Shit! He's-" I'm cut off with a slicing sound as blood spurts from Kenny's neck. I scream and let out a string of curse words as I clamor out the back hole of the news van. I glance around, not seeing the killer but I see Dewey. "Dewey! Randy! He's inside! The killer is gone and I don't know where he went!" I yell, chest heaving, exhausted. "I knew I should've stayed home." The adrenaline is beginning to fade as I see Dewey walk out of the house. "Dewey! Did you-" I see a knife sticking out his back as he calls out, "run!" Before he collapsed. I see the killer standing behind him, pulls the knife out of Dewey's back and starts bolting towards me.

I start running again even though I want to lay down and cry. But I won't. I pick up speed as I think of my parents, who were also killed by Ghostface. I think about my sister, who is at home waiting for me. I think of Sidney, Billy, Tatum, Randy, and Stu. All for the people I love. After a few minutes, I slow to catch my breath and I see the van lights flashing. I wave my hands around and Gale swerves off of the road. What the fuck? I can drive better than that. Oh shit. Randy. He's still in the house. I start running back already on the brink of passing the fuck out. "Oh Randy. You better thank me for this later. I've never run this much except for the time where that big ass dog was chasing me."

I stop up at the porch and grab Dewey's gun out of his pocket, turning the safety off and pointing it as Randy and Billy come out of different directions. "Oh fuck, Y/N. We've gotta get the fuck outta here! I found Tatum and I think Billy killed her." "No I didn't, Y/N! You know me. Baby, give me the gun." He says, shoving Randy out of the way. "Back the fuck up Billy or I swear to God, I will blow your brains all over this front yard. You too Randy." They both start blabbering at once and I can't focus. "Fuck you both!" I say, slamming the door in their faces. They both continue banging on the door. "Go away! Please leave me alone." I shout, sliding down against the door, burying my head in my knees.

"Y/N?" I hear Sid ask before she tumbles down the stairs. "Oh shit. Sid, you're bleeding! Are you ok?" I ask, running over to help her. She hobbles to the door and holds her hand out. "Give me the gun. It's ok Y/N. I'm here now." I pass the gun slowly to her, no hesitation. That was my final mistake of the night. She opens the door and Randy comes flying in. "Holy shit. Billy's gone mad!" "We all go a little mad sometimes." Sidney turns with a smirk on her face as she shoots Randy in the shoulder. "Oh fuck." Randy says before he falls. "Sidney? What the fuck?" I yell, running over to help Randy seeing he's unconscious.

I turn and I start to run away before running straight into Billy's chest. "Billy please, help me!" He just looks down at me before pulling a voice changer and talking into it. "Surprise, Y/N." I look back at Sidney, who looks at me like what are you gonna do? Bitch. This is what the fuck I'm gonna do. I shove Billy out of my way and I run to the kitchen. Suddenly, Sidney pops out and points the gun at me. "Woah. Woah. Calm down there princess." I back slowly towards the counter. "You fucking bitches. Oh Jesus Chris. I'm so stupid. This is all my fault. My fault."

"Honestly, sweetheart. It is. We killed all these people for you. All for you. Your parents." I choked back a cry. "Your Tatum." Sidney adds. I let out a sob. "Why? What did I do to you?" "Well, princess. You hated your parents, so we got rid of them for you." "But I love Tate." "No! You don't love her. You love us." She told me, picking up the knife from Billy and tracing it down my cheek. The adrenaline from the nights events is wearing off and I begin to actually register what I've done. What I've seen. Sidney stands in front of me and Billy has his head on her shoulder.

"Why? Why me?" "Because we love you, sweetheart" I break down for the first time that night, falling into Sidney's arms as I sob. "Get away from me. Leave me alone. Please!" I start to hyperventilate as I think of Tatum and my parents being brutally murdered. And it was all my fault. My fault that Dewey was stabbed. My fault Randy was shot. I fall to my knees, sobbing. I'm having a panic attack. I haven't had one this bad since I got the news my parents were found. "In and out. In and out. Come on, Y/N. Breathe. In and out." I hear Tatum's voice guiding me as I calm myself.

I stand, looking at the two people who sat with me after my parents died, comforting me, helping me through it when in reality, it was them who caused it. All the pain I feel. It was them. I don't see friends anymore. I see targets. I grab a knife off of the counter and feel it in my hand. Can I really kill them? I love them. But not as much as I love Tatum. Or mom and dad. I don't see Billy so tackle Sid and pin her. Who knew wrestling would come in handy. I pin the knife to her neck and look at her. She's so much prettier up close. "You won't do it, baby girl. You can't." I press the knife down harder as she stares into my eyes.

"Do it."

I raise the knife then drop it with a loud groan of frustration. "Why can't I do it?" I ask myself. I feel myself being suddenly jerked back and something cold being pressed on my black short dress and breasts. "Because you love this. You love all of it. I bet if I stuck my hand down your dress, your panties would be soaked. Sidney, would you like to check?" "Hmm" she nodded, sticking her hand up my dress and brushing them over my pulsing pussy. "Soaked, Billy." I whimper as Billy slits my dress in half, Sidney ripping it off. I realize the position I'm in. I'm straddling Sidney and Billy is holding a knife off to my left.

I'm left in my black bra and panties set and my thigh high stockings. "These fucking stockings, pretty girl. Everyday, you wear these stupid fucking stockings and everyday, I wanna fuck the shit outta you every time I see you in them." I let out a soft whine as I hear Billy's words and I feel Sidney's thumb circling my clit slowly through my underwear. Suddenly, I'm flipped over on my back on the floor and Sidney's by my head, sticking her fingers down the back of my throat. Then, Billy comes up towards my face and I see his cock. That won't fit inside me. In my mouth or my pussy. "Suck it like a slut." He orders as I take his dick in my mouth as to avoid him getting angry.

I moan around his cock as I feel Sid's fingers slide deep inside my cunt, deeper then mine could reach. I suck harder on Billy's dick as he begins thrusting, hitting the back of my throat and groaning at the feeling of me gagging around his dick. Sidney starts pistoning her fingers in and out of my pussy so fast that I reach down to grab her fingers to slow her down. "Oh now now baby doll. You were doing so good for mommy and daddy. Move your hands." Sid commands, slapping my hands away as she continues pistoning her fingers quickly, in and out.

"Fuck" Billy groans as something goes down my throat. "Swallow." I swallow obediently and look up innocently at Billy. "So good for daddy and mommy baby." My pussy clenches harder around Sidney's fingers as I arch my back and let out a loud moan as I cum for the first of many times tonight. "Good girl." Billy comes and trades places with Sidney as Sidney comes to straddle my face. Billy starts rubbing the tip of his cock against my cunt as he starts to push his dick inside my dripping pussy. It won't fit. It won't fit. I'm a virgin! But then he pushes himself all the way in to the hilt as I let out a scream.

He reaches up and chokes me, not enough to where I can't breathe, but just enough to where I reach that fuzzy feeling and drift off into subspace and stopped screaming. Sidney begins riding my face and making out with Billy as he thrusts in and out of my cunt so hard, I see stars and a quickly approaching 2nd orgasm. I let out a cry as I cum for the second time. Shortly after, Sidney comes and I drink all of her juices like a good girl. Sidney sits back and watches and plays with my nipples as Billy's dick disappears in and out of my pussy, his cock coated in red from my blood. Billy pinches my pulsing clit, hard as I cum for a third time.

"Please! No more! No more! Can't take anymore daddy, mommy. Fuck, please no more." "Oh come on, princess. Be a good girl and give mommy and daddy one more. One more. Then you can suck. Ok?" Sidney says as I come again, my eyes rolling back into my head, my hoarse voice screaming mommy and daddy, the tears streaking down my cheeks, all sends Billy over the edge. "We fucking own you. You fucking belong to us, Y/N." Billy groans out. After Billy pulls out of my dripping wet cunt with a mixture of my cum, his cum, and my blood, Sidney cradles me in her lap and let's me suck on her nipple, praising me while Billy goes to get something. I'm not registering anything that's happening except for the good girls and the I'm so proud of yous.

"Good girl. You're mommy's good girl, aren't you Y/N? Mommy's so proud of you. You were so good for mommy and daddy." Billy leans down and gives Sidney a quick kiss. Sidney leans down and kisses me, slipping her tongue in my mouth along with a little pill. "Mommy? What was that?" I asked, starting to feel sleepy. "Just something that will help us to bring you home easier." "Mommy? Daddy?" "Yes, princess?" They say in unison. I bury my head into Sidney's breasts as I mumble two words.

"Fuck you"

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