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facefullofsadness · 2 months

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Could you do a giselle dom pervy step sister(female reader) smut where they don’t like each other at first but ig giselle found a way to turn that hatred into them fucking in secret while their parents are in the house

ANONNNN!!! YOUR MIND!!!! I've been thinking ab this ask for WEEKS and I finally have time to write about it omg obsessed

content - stepcest, blackmail, smut (pervy!giselle, cunnilingus, fingering, face sitting, squirt, voyeurism/public(?) sex)

wc - 2739

a/n - catching up slowly but surely on asks, I have no school this week so imma try my best!

you never really warmed up to giselle.

you never really WANTED to ever warm up to her. she was mean, annoying, obnoxious, and greedy. I mean, how fucking self-centered do you have to be to make your baby stepsis call you by another name because she "doesn't deserve to call me by my real name" as giselle had said. what infuriated you was how pretty she was too. someone who was such a bitch shouldn't get the benefit of being attractive, especially since aeri knew and definitely used it to her advantage. whether it be to the people around her like friends, classmates, teachers, or even your parents, she finessed them like no one's business.

but she could never trick or fool you. you were a challenge to her, and it pissed her off not getting what she wanted. giselle HATED your guts. you were smart, sweet, cute, and generous, traits she simply was not. she hated how your guys' parents eyes' would light up in excitement when you came to them with an academic achievement, looking at you with admiration and love, eyes that would look at aeri with annoyance and disappointment.

aeri's not stupid, she knows why she's disliked, but she doesn't really care. it only really started to affect her seeing YOU be soooo liked by them. she simply hated you because you weren't easy, and you hated her because she saw everyone as easy. though, however much it upset you, it upset her to a degree you couldn't even imagine. she had to win the invisible game, and she was going to get her way with you, one way or another. so she devised a plan, which was to put simply, blackmail.

one day when you were gone at school, she set up a secret camera in your room facing your bed. she laid back on the living room couch in content, watching you come home from school, shooting each other a painfully fake greeting, before you ascended upstairs to your room. during nightfall, you would of course, fulfill your physical desires while everyone was asleep in the house, unaware of the recording device from across the room. and in the morning when you left, your wicked stepsis would sneak back in to retrieve the footage, playing it back and giggling to herself, knowing this would ruin you.

giselle's sweet baby stepsis, a sexual deviant during the after hours, shoving a huge dildo into her pussy to force multiple orgasms from her own body.

aeri was giddy with joy, now owning what single-handedly would win her the upper hand. the day continued as normal, but as you were about to go to sleep, there was a knock at your door. you rolled your eyes when you opened it to find a smug aeri, her phone in her hand with a play button over a still image of you in your room. your eyes shift between her and her phone confused before she pushes you inside and shutting the door behind her.

"what the fuck is that aeri?"

she huffs and sits comfortably at the end of your bed, "first of all, it's giselle to you, don't forget. second, how 'bout I show you?"

playing the video on max volume, your muffled moaning erupting from the small screen, watching a video of yourself masturbating. your ears ring and your cheeks flush, pouncing onto the older girl and trying to tear the phone away from her. your older stepsis is far stronger than you and easily you get overpowered, her hands pinning your wrists together and against the bed, her legs straddling either side of your lap.

with one large hand gripping your wrists together and the other hand hovering the still playing video against your face, she smirks, "what? shy? you weren't so shy last night when you were shamelessly fucking yourself, now were you? hm, y/n-ie? my sweet little sister?"

you grit your teeth and shake your head back and forth to deny the accusation, as if it weren't true. her dark chuckle fills your ears and the room, joined with the loud squelching of your pussy coming from the video. you feel tears start to well in your eyes and you plead with her.

"unnie, please... delete that!"

she coos at you, "awww sweetie, you think I'm that easy? not without a price, I won't."

you continue to plea in a desperate voice, "unnie please! I'll do anything! just please, delete it, or don't share it! anything you want!"

her lips curl into a sinister smirk that you can see even in the dark. you feel your heart drop to your stomach at the thought of what she must've suddenly imagined, immediately regretting your choice of words. before you could even consider opening your mouth to take back what you said, aeri drops the phone and covers your mouth.

"anything huh? will you behave for unnie and do anything I want?"

you debate shaking your head no, but when you hear a particularly loud moan come from the video playing next to your ear, you nod your head yes.

"good girl, you may be stubborn but you're not stupid. a little bit dumb for your choice of words though," she hums above you and trails the hand over your mouth downwards, dragging her long slim fingers across your sensitive body, jerking with every inch of contact she makes.

you whine as her fingers circle your hardening nipples and pinch them between her fingertips, giggling at how your body reacts to her touch.

"sensitive little baby, aren't you y/n-ie? fuck you're so cute, you shouldn't be so fucking cute."

aeri hated how much she was enjoying this almost as much as you did. she hated how cute her little sis was, writhing under her, eyes welling with tears in fear, body reacting to every subtle brush, thighs rubbing themselves together to suppress the ache at her core. and you hated it too, you hated that your older sister made you feel so fucking good, how her touch ignited flames in your stomach, how you panted into the air the more intimate her touch became, how you anticipated and needed more when you realized how disgusting this all was.

you both hated it, but you both couldn't get enough.

looking up into giselle's eyes at the same time she looked into yours, locking onto one another and gazing into lustfilled stares, the tension filling the air. the hatred boiled over and morphed into a new emotion, desire. a compromise emerged, and mentally, you both knew what it was. it all felt too good to want to stop, so you gave in.

leaning up and smashing your lips against aeri's, her immediately pushing back into you, pressing you down into your mattress. sloppy wet kisses loud and echoing through the room, both your moaning filling your ears and drowning out any possibility for moral dilemmas to pierce your mind. the hand pinning your wrists down, traveling up to hold your hand, interlacing her fingers through one and letting the other one go.

you let your free hand shoot into her hair, pulling her closer into you and shoving your tongue into her mouth, eliciting a whine to escape giselle's throat, accepting the intrusion. her other hand finds your thigh and brings it up, wrapping your leg around her waist and grinding her hips against your clothed core, making you both groan out into each other's mouths.

"fuck, you're good. why are you good?" she moans into your mouth.

"I'm not- a fucking- amateur." you pant out between kisses.

"yeah? then tell me, has anyone else made you feel this good?"

she questions, almost as a challenge, and you're scared to answer knowing it's just another piece of blackmail to hang over your head. you both already know the truth, obvious by your hips rutting back against her, your sweat dripping down your forehead, neck, and chest, your core aching with need, and your eyes blown to oblivion.

"fuck you," you answer instead.

she chuckles lowly again, the tone and vibration in your mouth when she does it making your pussy throb between your legs.

"not before I fuck you."

flipping you over and onto your hands and knees, tearing your shorts and panties off, throwing them to the ground. she wastes no time shoving your legs apart and licking along your leaking slit, making you moan out and bury your head into your pillows.

"you're so fucking sick, do you know that? being so wet and horny for your unnie like this, you disgusting little whore."

giselle says as if she's not soaked in her own clothes, nipples hard and hole clenching around air. she feels so powerful, so in control, and it feels so good to have you whining under her. sticking her tongue out and getting to work immediately, dragging her wet muscle greedily and swiftly against your pussy, drinking in all of your slick. muffling your moans into your pillows and clawing at your sheets hard enough to rip them.

her strong grip on both of your legs forcing you to keep them apart, slapping your ass every so often and making you scream out into the pillow. her tongue moves around your core so fucking good, alternating between sucking and flicking at your clit to thrusting and licking inside of your cunt, the sounds unbearably sinful and delightful to especially aeri's ears. she's drunk, on the taste and feel of your pussy, the way your body reacts, and the muffled cries being torn from your mouth.

she closes her eyes and relishes in your delicious juice swishing around her mouth, moaning into your pussy at how fucking good it feels to have you like this. her core aches and throbs so painfully, she clenches her thighs to hold it in. she lands another slap on your ass before shoving three fingers into you, already starting with an unforgivable pace, curling them and finding that spot in you easily. you scream and claw at the sheets, almost assuredly knowing your pillow wasn't muffling your cries anymore, not like either of you cared. aeri was going insane and felt herself becoming more and more addicted to you. addicted to ruining you, addicted to having power over you, addicted to owning you.

with the arch of your back and body stilling, you gush cum all over your stepsister's face, thighs trembling and chest heaving, moans slipping out of your mouth like a waterfall, your pussy mimicking the motions of one too. giselle drank all of it, everything, licking all over your leaking cunt and wiping her face of it too, sucking her fingers dry to not leave a single drop wasted.

she didn't even let you rest as she flipped you over onto your back, quickly stripping of her pajamas and lingerie, before climbing up to your face, her thighs resting on both sides of your head.

"use your tongue for something useful, pervy slut."

pfft, hypocrite.

she gives you no time to respond or think before shoving her fat pussy into your mouth which you immediately start to drag your tongue all over, coating it in her slick. your hands grip her juicy thighs and you dig your nails into them, her wincing above you and gripping the headboard with one hand, the other hand in her mouth to muffle her sounds.

you never rip your eyes away from her face for even a second, obsessed with how much sheer pleasure rests on giselle's face, her mouth biting down on her hand, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and eyes clamped shut. your nose hits her clit repeatedly with your tongue buried deep inside her cunt, flicking it to stimulate inside her tight walls. she tastes so fucking divine, cum directly entering your mouth and your spit drooling out the sides of your lips.

her hips quicken and she fully rests her weight on your face which makes you delighted, drinking her up and pulling her in, suffocating between her thighs. not that it mattered, you loved it. you couldn't breathe but you pushed through, thrusting your tongue in her and maneuvering her hips as her clit hit the tip of your nose.

"drink my squirt you little bitch, take it! don't waste a drop! fuck!"

she demands you as she cums in your mouth, her pussy squirting onto your tongue. her thighs shake in your hands and you close your eyes to avoid squirt getting in them. you feel like your drowning in the sheer amount of liquid coming from aeri's pussy, but you obey your sister, drinking everything that slides down your throat. she finally calms down and you tap on her thighs in a panic, literally not able to breathe. she laughs above you and stays there, watching color drain from your face before she lifts herself up, watching you cough and gasp for air.

"sick fuck," she says before smashing her lips against yours' and digging her tongue into your mouth again.

suddenly, she pulls away and gets dressed, picking up her phone and waving at you with that infuriating smirk on her face as she opens the door and leaves, "see you again, baby sis!"

and from then on that's when it started, fucking your step sister in secret. at first it was only at night, every night since the first time. then it progressed to whenever your parents were out of the house, fucking on the couch in the living room, on the kitchen island, in the shower, in each other's rooms. at some point, she started to get more flirty with you, her touches lingering for too long when she held your hips in the kitchen to move past you or sliding her hands up your shirt when she'd greet you with a hug when you came home from school, whispering an "I missed you" into your ear, her breath against it making a shiver go down your spine, which always drove you insane.

at some point though, giselle couldn't give less of a fuck if your parents were home or not, she just wanted to fuck you. your family would be having a movie night in the living room and you'd go to the kitchen to get more snacks, the older girl following you to "help." then she'd pin you to the kitchen counter and slip her fingers down your underwear, dipping them into your already wet pussy.

"really y/n-ie? you're fucking wet? were you eye fucking me all night that you couldn't help yourself get horny? let me help you with that baby."

she would whisper breathily into your ear before fingering you right then and there, you clutching the popcorn bag in your fingers and biting down on your lip, trying so hard not to moan and get caught, thankful the movie was loud enough.

or during a dinner party WITH YOUR RELATIVES, she would "accidentally" drop a spoon on the ground and go to retrieve it, only to separate your thighs and trail a long tortuous lick across your exposed pussy, aeri having demanded you to wear nothing under. you're suddenly gripping your utensils and coughing on the food in your mouth, acting like it went down your throat wrong. your sister climbing back up from under the table with a lost spoon and a smile.

and of course, she fingered you under the dining table that night too, your face red and physically incapable of eating for about twenty minutes, clutching her forearm as you came around her fingers in front of everyone. you had bit down on your lip so hard, blood had started dripping down your chin and onto your dress, excusing yourself to clean up. panting out of breath in your room and ripping the dress off of you, your sister following behind you and pinning you to your bed with a smirk.

"that was impressive baby, you were able to keep in all those delicious moans huh? well, don't you dare fucking keep them in now, they can't hear you from here, and we're not even close to finished."

smashing her lips against your blood stained ones, the taste of metal filling her mouth.

and while you're not sure if you're starting to like your sister or not, you definitely start getting used to it (maybe obsessed).

a/n - the other night when I was looking at this ask, I suddenly had the urge to write a "rich girl aeri x reader fic where they both fucking despise each other and are just rich bitches until one night they both break from all the sexual tension and fuck in the back of aeri's car" fic... I'll get to work-

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goldennikko · 7 months

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I'M SORRY PT. 2 — yu jimin

summary : having a hectic schedule has consequences.

pairing : karina x reader ; giselle x reader

tags : f!reader ; swearing ; read to find out (😗)

requested: ✔

word count : 3.2k

parts : 【 pt. 1 】【 pt. 2 】

it had been so long since that horrible meal with your girlfriend's idol friends, which you were certain you didn't want to go through again, and jimin was doing her best to make it up to you despite the scheduling issue between her and yours that seemed to refuse to match.

"i'm so sorry, my love. i can't make it today." jimin apologized quietly over the phone, attempting to fight back tears because she truly wanted to join you for the dinner she had arranged but couldn't because of the company.

"it's fine, baby. i understand. just calm down for me, okay?" you said softly, aware of your girlfriend's anxiety skyrocketing right now.

jimin sniffled silently, covering her face to conceal herself from those around her. "i love you, baby."

"and i love you." you replied sweetly, producing a silly kissing sound from your end to cheer her up.

jimin giggled as she hurried to wipe her tears, but she couldn't since more tears flowed due to her understanding girlfriend. "god. i really love you. i miss you, my y/n."

"i miss you, too, my rina."

there were also times when your schedule clashed with that of your normally busy partner.

"jimin, my boss is making everyone work overtime." you stressed, trying to focus on your task in front of you while talking on the phone with jimin. "i'll be late, i'm so sorry."

"breathe in and out, y/n-ah." jimin said softly, and you quickly obeyed her gentle command. "it's fine, baby. you'll be home, right?"

you huffed, looking up at your boss, who glared at you. "yes, love, i'll be there in an hour or so."

"then, my love, i'll be waiting for you with open arms."

when you and jimin finally met, she would always treat you as if it were her last day with you, while you tried to return the gesture, but jimin refused to make you do anything.

"stop that." jimin whined as she wrapped one arm around your waist from behind, the other reaching around to snatch the ladle from your grasp. "i told you to sit still and be pretty, baby!"

"but i want to help!" you argued, resting your back against her shoulder, causing jimin's arm to tighten around you to hold you closer while cooking.

jimin sighed. "no, y/n. didn't i say i'd make it up to you?"

"but—"

jimin leaned down for a quick second to press a firm kiss on your lips, and your eyes fluttered shut as your lips moved automatically against hers. jimin softly moaned as her fingers slid beneath your shirt and touched your skin.

however, because jimin didn't want to end up burning down the apartment, the kiss had to be quick, but she tried to make the most of it, knowing that she wouldn't be able to see you properly for the next couple of days due to her idol life.

"i love you." jimin mumbled softly as she giggled and kissed your red ear.

you turned around in her embrace, your red face buried in her neck. "i love you, too."

that was how the next few weeks were spent, both with and without jimin—broken apologies, quick explanations, soft reassurances, and very rare date nights, whether inside or outside the comfort of your apartment. jimin continued to spoil you and make it up to you whenever she could, but gave in after you convinced her to calm down, which you did because your heart felt like it was about to burst.

naturally, jimin was not the only person in your life. you also had yizhuo and minjeong. last but not least, your best friend, aeri.

you decided to visit the girls during their practice at the company, and minjeong gladly assisted you in getting through to surprise their stressed leader, while it was yizhuo who called you to inform you of jimin's state. jimin didn't notice you at first because she was busy talking to the choreographer, but when she did, she lit up like a christmas tree and sprinted towards you.

"baby?" jimin said softly as she wrapped her arms around your waist and buried her face in your neck.

"surprise?" you mumbled in her ear, tangling your fingers in her hair to brush through the strands as you returned the hug.

jimin chuckled tearfully. "surprise indeed."

"you'd better thank me, unnie!" yizhuo spoke up, crossing her arms.

"and me." minjeong added.

jimin rolled her eyes before pulling away from you to glare at her members, but she kept her grip on your hand. you looked around the dance studio for your best friend and paused when you saw her walk in.

"aeri!" you said, pulling away from jimin to run towards your best friend, wrapping her in an embrace.

aeri tensed up beneath your touch, but you ignored it as you clung to your best friend. jimin returned her gaze to you and her japanese companion, watching as aeri, albeit hesitantly, wrapped her arms around you.

"y/n, hey." aeri murmured as her heart thrashed wildly in her chest, which she tried hard to hide from her leader's probing gaze. regardless, aeri couldn't help but sway you to the nonexistent music while caressing your sides.

as jimin kept a wary eye on aeri, you drew away from the japanese to smile up at her, causing aeri to smile back, but it was small and weak. worried, you opened your mouth to ask her, but the choreographer cut you off by clapping her hands and indicating that it was time to resume practice.

with that, aeri separated from you, avoiding your soft look and your partner's heated gaze. your heart dropped ever so slightly, worried about your best friend. jimin caught your gaze and smiled, which you returned, but you returned your gaze to aeri when your girlfriend looked away, worriedly frowning as you took a seat on the floor.

you sat quietly in the back the entire time, watching the girls and cheering them on whenever one of them struggled a little. you tried to keep your gaze fixed on jimin, who smiled at you through the mirror. you were captivated, as always, by the way jimin danced so effortlessly, looking as stunning as ever despite the sweat.

your eyes, however, was always drawn to aeri.

but only because you were worried. you couldn't get the quick and brief interaction you had with her earlier out of your head, growing concerned as she seemed to ignore your presence. aeri didn't bother looking in the mirror to meet your gaze, nor did she turn around to look at you. despite being so close, your best friend seemed to distance herself from you even during short breaks.

"are you okay, baby?" a voice from next to you jolted you out of your trance, and turned to see jimin glancing back and forth at you and aeri, whom you had been staring at. "is there something wrong?"

you shook your head quickly as your heart rate increased due to being caught by none other than jimin herself, but you tried to convince yourself that it was her voice that caused your heart to thrash.

"no, no, nothing is wrong, love." you reassured, weakly smiling.

but you weren't sure whether you were reassuring jimin or yourself.

jimin locked her gaze on you for a brief moment. she could read you like a book, even if it didn't have anything written on it, because she had known you for a long time. she could see your hesitation and uncertainty right now, which you weren't even aware of.

but, for your sake and, unknowingly, for hers, jimin nodded, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on your lips. you paused for a beat before cupping her cheeks and kissing her back.

aeri glanced at you just in time, but she wished she hadn't. her heart fell to her stomach for the nth time, and she forced herself to look away, willing her heart to stop yearning for your heart, which was already held by someone else.

as the dance practice came to an end, you excused yourself to the restroom for a brief moment, and jimin agreed to wait for you outside. you came to a halt when you saw your best friend bending over the sink, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"aeri?" you called out to her, your heart breaking as you saw your clearly broken best friend.

stunned, aeri tried to wipe her tear-stained cheeks, but she couldn't because the tears kept falling. aeri wasn't sure whether to reassure you or push you away, her exhausted mind scrambling for an excuse. she paused when you forced her to face you, soft hands cupping her reddened cheeks—the same hands that cupped jimin's face earlier, but aeri could only think that they were now holding her cheeks.

"what's wrong?" you asked softly, unknowingly soothing aeri with your mere voice—the same voice that calls jimin loving nicknames, but aeri could only remember that it was she who fell in love with it first.

aeri shook her head, resting her brow against your shoulder to keep her face hidden from you. "nothing, y/n. i'm just stressed."

"about the dance?" you inquired, not wanting to push her but still concerned. "you were amazing, though."

"you think so?" aeri asked, feeling vulnerable and weak against you as she wrapped one arm around her waist and held onto the sink for support, knowing that even if she held onto you, her knees would buckle the longer you held her so lovingly.

"i know so." you replied, giggling softly and pressing your lips against her hair—the same lips that jimin had touched with her own, but aeri could only wish that she was the one you were kissing instead.

"thank you, y/n-ah." aeri said as she drew away.

you smiled. "of course, gi."

there was silence between the two of you, and you found yourself staring at your best friend with soft eyes because you didn't know what to say next.

but why was your heart racing so loudly right now?

you hid it on the outside, but you were panicking on the inside as you felt aeri's touch on your waist tingle your skin. it had to be because aeri had been ignoring my presence the entire time, and now that i think about it, aeri had been ignoring me since that dinner with their idol friends, you thought to yourself, brows furrowing in confusion.

meanwhile, aeri admired your worried but pretty face, her heart jumping excitedly to her throat.

she gulped nervously and opened her mouth to speak, unable to keep quiet any longer. "you look—"

but aeri couldn't finish her thought because another voice interrupted her. "y/n, my love?"

aeri looked up as you turned around, both of you watching as jimin entered with a worried expression on her face. jimin smiled at you, but paused as she cast a wary glance at aeri, who returned her timid smile.

"ah, baby. sorry!" you apologized, reaching out to take jimin's hand in yours.

"is everything all right?" jimin inquired before looking up at aeri and noticing her red eyes. jimin's leader instincts kicked in as her eyes softened. "gigi? your eyes are red."

aeri waved her hand dismissively and turned away, her heart heavy not only with jealousy for jimin, but also with guilt as a result of jimin's genuine concern. "i'm fine, unnie."

"you should get going before you're late for your date." aeri added, smiling weakly.

jimin frowned, but nodded, despite her desire for more definitive answers. you smiled reassuringly at aeri, who returned it in kind, her heart pounding loudly in her ear. aeri watched as jimin led you out of the restroom and she nearly collapsed if it weren't for her grip on the sink, her hand flying to cover her mouth as a sob wrack through her throat.

"—so gorgeous."

soon after, you and jimin became overly busy, with neither of you having much time to spend with the other.

as your phone rang for the fourth time tonight, you answered it blindly while moving around with your coworkers. despite how tired you were, you both tried to apologize and explain, and you were both understanding, but jimin couldn't deny the underlying exhaustion of another kind, which you tried to ignore, but, whether you liked it or not, this kind of setup was seriously draining you too much.

it didn't help that you were also dealing with another set of emotions.

most of the time, you'd come home to an empty apartment, but you'd grown accustomed to it, so the rare occasions when jimin was able to come home to you would surprise you as if it were a stranger in your home rather than your girlfriend.

"hello?" you mumbled, pausing when you heard the familiar but weak giggle on the other end of the line. "rina? shit."

"hello to you, too, baby." jimin said softly as she looked around the empty living room of their dorm. "are you alright there?"

you sighed, exhausted. "sorry, baby. i'm working overtime. are you home?"

"no, i'm at the dorms." jimin replied softly as she leaned back against the plush pillows of the couch, nibbling on her bottom lip as the desire to see you overcame her.

you nodded despite the fact that you knew she couldn't see you. "shouldn't you be resting, then?"

"i needed to hear your voice first." jimin mumbled softly, pouting.

you chuckled quietly. "how was your day?"

"very tiring!" jimin complained as she hugged the plush pillow, pretending to be you. "i hate my job sometimes."

"i do, too." you grumbled, sandwiching the phone between your ear and shoulder and setting the papers down on your desk. "you and the girls don't get any rest at all."

jimin let out a weak laugh. "well, tomorrow is a rest day; are you available?"

you frowned and bit your lower lip in shame. "i'm afraid i'm not baby..."

jimin sighed and nodded slowly, her sad eyes fixed on the pillow. "i hate your stupid boss."

you burst out laughing. "speaking of, i see him."

"call me when you get home?" jimin asked, her heart pounding. she didn't want to let you go, but she also didn't want you fired.

"i promise, i love you." you mumbled weakly, your heart hurting at the sound of your soft girlfriend's weak voice.

"i love you, too."

jimin sighed as the phone call ended. her mind raced with so many ideas, but it all came down to the fact that she despised both of your hectic schedules, particularly hers. jimin stared blankly at the ceiling, but her vision was distorted by the tears that refused to leave her eyes.

"you look stupid, unnie."

jimin jumped in surprise and turned around, tears streaming down her cheeks, when she heard the voice.

"ah, giselle." jimin mumbled, rushing to catch her tears and compose herself, but failing miserably. "why are you awake?"

aeri frowned worriedly before sitting next to Jimin, ready to console her because, even though she was her crush's girlfriend, jimin was and always will be her sister, leader, and friend.

"what happened?" aeri asked quietly.

"nothing is happening. i hate it." jimin replied, huffing angrily, and she went on to explain when aeri just stared at her in confusion. "y/n and i haven't been able to see each other in a few weeks because of my idol career, which is frustrating."

"y/n has her own job as well, and her boss is making everyone work overtime." jimin added.

aeri sighed sympathetically, finding it difficult to discuss jimin's romantic involvement with you, but she continued to comfort and support her leader. jimin continued to rant about the situation, oblivious to aeri's internal conflict, before finally breaking down in the arms of the japanese girl.

aeri sighed and patted jimin on the back. "i'm sure there will be time for you two to meet up soon, unnie."

jimin sobbed quietly, "i want my girlfriend."

i want your girlfriend, too, aeri thought to herself, but soon felt guilty for her audacity. not wanting to betray both sides, aeri silently wallowed in her own longing, but continued to console her sad leader.

as promised, you called jimin as soon as you got home and engaged in a sweet and soft conversation with her while getting ready for bed, exchanging declarations of love and words of reassurance, but the call ended due to jimin falling asleep. you were ranting about something you couldn't remember then your girlfriend was snoring softly, which you found so adorable that you couldn't bring yourself to wake her up or get angry with her.

so you stayed with her on the phone for a few more minutes before hanging up and going to bed.

you were unsure of what to expect the following day. sure, you were aware of the upcoming busy day due to some projects that your boss had assigned to everyone, to the point where you were unable to check your phone, which kept vibrating due to notifications from family and friends.

when you finally got a chance to check your phone in the restroom, you were astounded by the number of messages and missed calls.

"what the hell is going on?" you wondered as you scrolled through it.

here are a few notifications on your lockscreen, ranging from worried to enraged:

have you seen it?

girl, answer the phone.

y/n, where are you?

are you still working?

the fuck do they mean?

please answer!

check your phone!

16 missed calls from mom.

you didn't get to continue scrolling because you frowned at the last two notifications before scrambling to open your social media account, heart racing wildly in your chest, but the photo that greeted you made you pause, wondering whether you should be thankful or regretful.

nonetheless, what you saw caused your heart to shatter. dispatch they had taken a photo of your girlfriend with jeno, stating nonsense in their article headlines.

aespa karina and nct dream jeno rumored to be dating!

"i'd date karina," you remembered jeno saying when chenle made a joke about who yizhuo would date and was overheard by everyone.

you leaned against the sink and covered your mouth as a sob got stuck in your throat, hoping not to alert any of your coworkers. while you examined the photograph, your heart pounded painfully against your ribcage. despite the masks, you could see jeno smile down at jimin while she was laughing happily with her head thrown back—the same way she laughed whenever she was with you.

your vision blurred as tears filled your eyes, making it difficult to see your phone screen clearly, but you did notice your girlfriend's name at the top of the messaging app, 46 unread messages from jimin, before it was quickly replaced by another name, which had just come in.

i'm on my way, y/n. stay put.

you collapsed as your knees weakened and unbuckled, clutching your phone to your chest in a futile attempt to stop your heart from beating so fast while you tried to catch your breath.

not only was your heart hurting, but it was also skipping a beat.

you curled up against yourself, tears streaming down your cheeks nonstop, trying to tune out the loud ringing in your ears that your mind mistook for jeno's taunting laugh while you waited for someone, brokenly whispering her name into the air.

"aeri..."

nikko note: i'm late, but since you asked, i'll deliver. also, sorry to disappoint, but this is not a comeback. i just stopped by because why not? if you've read this, goddamn, you still remember me? huhu. i feel like my skills are rusty now due to not being able to write since i said good bye to y'all, so i'm really sorry if this is a shit quality fic. but thank you for making it till the end, you guys! part 3 will be released in 2026 (🤭). just kidding. who knows? anyway, see y'all around!

parts : 【 pt. 1 】【 pt. 2 】

#nikko works!#nikko reqs!#aespa #aespa reactions #aespa imagines #aespa x reader #yu jimin #jimin #karina #uchinaga aeri #aeri #giselle #yu jimin x reader #jimin x reader #uchinaga aeri x reader #aeri x reader #giselle x reader

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fayeforrosie · 7 months

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Day 1~ Dry Humping

Giselle x Fem!Reader

KinkFluffAngstober Day 1~ Dry Humping W/ Uchinaga Aeri

Warnings- Use of swearing, degrading

Word Count- 1.9k

"Twenty minutes girls!" Is what is heard from across the narrow hallway, a man with a headset fervently rushing to ensure all stage equipment is working properly and ready to go.

Upon hearing the booming voice, you speed up your brush on Minjeong's lips, applying the shade swiftly but flawlessly. A smile dances across her face, giggling at the speed in which you immediately upheld in response to her manager.

After finishing the final touches on Minjeong's makeup, you take a step back and hand her a small mirror, allowing her to get a closer look on your work before she nods her head in satisfactory.

You smile, and raise your head to call Aeri over to your chair, remembering that you had yet to apply her eyeliner. Nevertheless, your eyebrows furrow once you notice that only the two other members are standing in the room as their finale wardrobe touches were done.

You sigh, "Jimin, have you seen Aeri?"

She shrugs apologetically, as does Ning behind her, and you roll your eyes, knowing she most likely snuck off to some stupid tiny room that was unoccupied.

"I'll go look for her," you speak to no one, grabbing the eyeliner in case you were to find her.

Your nails scrape against the tan wall urgently, peeking your head in various doors, some even of other idol groups, until you finally find a closed one with dimmed lights. Your brain instantly made a connection, she always does this, so it becomes easier to find the girl after a few experiences.

A few knocks on the door, left unanswered, and you push the door ajar, eyes horizontal with the edge of the sliver exposed. You aren't given enough time to fully open the door before you are pulled abruptly by your arm, the door behind you slammed shut in a moment.

You feel your bad collide with the cool wall, one hand rushing up to your neck as the other finds its way to your waist.

"You kept me waiting for nine minutes," her whisper grazes the shell of your ear, "I counted."

Your gaze falls under Aeri's stare, pursing your lips.

"I had a job to do Aeri, and I still do," your hands find themselves on Aeri's shoulders before you push her back, applying unwanted space between the two of you, in which Aeri does not like.

"I forgot to apply your eyeliner, I need to do that before you go on stage."

Aeri shrugs her shoulders, evidently showcasing her unconcerned manner while she grabs you and insists you follow her a certain small couch. Your body attempts to pull away, but after Aeri tugs on you once more, your heart takes over and follows the Japanese girl.

"We are not doing this Aeri," you tease, taking the cap off of the eyeliner and settling on her lap.

"I am going to put this on you and then you'll go perform, no funny business," you assert sternly, cupping the bottom of the girls chin to press it up towards you, where you subsequently slide it past her cheek and lay it upon her jaw, getting in a comfortable position to finish her makeup.

"Why are we in an empty room together if there's no funny business allowed?" Aeri suggests playfully, hands referring back to its home on your waist.

"Because you decided to play hide and seek again and sneak in here", you tuck a strand of loosely fallen hair behind her ear, "so now I have to do your makeup like this."

Aeri rolls her eyes, tongue at the base of her lips eager for attention.

"Fine then", her hands trace along the base of your jeans, "you do my makeup... and I'll do my own thing."

You knew she was lying. You knew Aeri must have had something up her sleeve, as she always got what she want with you whether you liked it or not. It was like an unwritten rule in this "situationship" you had with the girl; she makes the orders, and you follow them, no matter in bed or at work.

But who cares, because as long as she allows you to finish up her makeup, your job is complete regardless of how it was done.

So you begin to outline her eyes, carefully tracing the tip along her skin to create a faultless stroke across the side of her eye. You find it hard to believe that Aeri is seriously allowing you do your job without pulling a few of your strings, so that's why you aren't surprised when the hands already resolved on your waist start to guide your hips back and fourth on her own thigh.

"Aeri stop, I need to do this," you comment, but she seems to be in a trance, watching your every move and feature, obsessed with how you look and the way you react to the pleasure.

She rocks your hips faster, making it hard to keep a steady hand on the eyeliner, so you have to stop yourself for a second to regain your composure.

"Who told you to stop," Aeri blithely simpers, "you know I have to be on stage in about ten minutes now? You wouldn't want me going out there without my makeup even done now would you?"

How this girl made you feel was never under your control. She always was the boss of you, even when below you. You knew she wasn't going to stop, thus you were going to have to deal with the hand you were dealt.

In the fullness of time, you allow Aeri to control you, gliding your hips back and fourth on her smooth thigh and creating friction against your clothed clit, suppressing a hushed moan in worry of someone nearby.

"Baby I can't", you attempt to continue the idol's makeup, retracting your hand when it jerks upward next to her eye, a slight line appearing on her skin. You mutter a soft "fuck."

"Yes you can", she speeds up your movements, pushing you from pillar to post and bringing her lips up to your neck as she now scatters kisses across the soft of your skin.

"Do it for me my love," she asserts.

All you can focus on is the wetness pouring out onto your underwear, uncomfortable in your own wardrobe but nevertheless gripping onto the back of Aeri's neck to continue your movements. A moan forcefully slips from your mouth and Aeri almost groans from the excitement of hearing you.

It was something she always loved.

When sending nudes, Aeri would always specifically ask for you to send videos with the phone closer to your lips, that way she can hear every single moan and profanity that is released from you.

And when fucking, Aeri adored having her ear almost pressed against your lips, utterly obsessed with the way you sounded.

"I have to go on soon Y/n," her right hand travels to your ass and squeezes it through your jeans, "are you just going to allow me to go on stage without the finishing touches?"

God, she's such a tease.

You pull your hands away from her neck, ushering it closer to her eyes where you can finally continue what you started.

Your hands are shaking as you feel Aeri lift her thighs up and down for your to slide across, making it almost impossible for you to apply the shape without fault.

"Fuck Aeri I can't!" You moan out loud.

"Yes you can," she bites your neck, "fucking put it on Y/n."

Almost intimidated by her stern tone, the tip of the pen falls onto Aeri's skin, and you quickly trace a line across, perfecting the look on her right eye.

"Such a good girl", she smiles and raises her head from your neck, connecting her neglected lips to yours in a passionate kiss.

"Now do the other", Aeri claims after pulling away.

Aeri picks up the speed once more on your hips, gripping them intensely and gliding them on herself. You bite your lip, however unable to hide a few moans, much to Aeri's liking.

You know she's pushing you to your limits, ripping at your seams as if she was testing you.

You accept this challenge.

Left hand clenched tightly on the girls neck, you follow Aeri's rhythm and thrust yourself atop of her, taking the Japanese by surprise.

She sees what your doing, smiling before she places small kisses on your ear and whispers how dirty you are for doing this on the job.

You ignore her words, focusing only on perfecting her makeup and getting yourself off.

But first, you reminded yourself,get the eyeliner done.

"Fuck baby you're doing so well," Aeri comments in a high pitched voice, and you could tell she was enjoying the situation, pulling on your hair and scratching your back. Was she getting off to you getting off?

Without a second glance, you run the tip of the eyeliner over her skin, producing a beautifully drawn line from the end of her eye to the near bottom of her eyebrow.

Finally, you finished what needed to be done.

The eyeliner is rid to the side of the room, where your hands now occupy Aeri's neck, pulling you closer to the girl as you now speedily hump her leg, all worries behind you.

"So so good baby, keep going," Aeri guides you through.

A tightening in your stomach lets you know your high is near, so you ultimately lay your head down on Aeri's shoulder and grind down as rapidly and harshly as you could with the help of Aeri's two hands.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You scream out, each thrust increasing with every moan that spills from you. Aeri is soaking herself in the sounds of you, unbeknownst to you as she is similarly about to reach her high solely generated from your movements and moans.

With one last scream of the girls name, and a sharp thrust, you feel your underwear soak with your own juices, grinding out your high rapidly on her thigh while you bite her neck to suppress any more noises.

"Fuck baby you did so good," Aeri sighs, and you pull your head away from her scent to see her hair tossed to the side with sweat dripping down her cheek. You did this to her, nobody else, and it feltamazing.

"You have to go!"

You're promptly reminded that she is to be on stage in possibly less the five minutes, or maybe her group is already on stage and there is a massive search party looking for her. Your anxiety is at a high, so you stand up, albeit shakingly, and take the girls hand to bring her to the door.

"I'll be fine Y/n", Aeri chuckles and leans down to plant a soft kiss on your lips, painting your cheeks a tint red.

Before Aeri can open the door and leave, you call out "wait", and she turns around to face you, waiting for what you had to say. You lean up and press your thumb down on the line that you had made by mistake previously, swiping it away in a swift motion.

Aeri thanks you kindly, connecting her lips with yours for one last kiss before she is finally on her way.

You fail to notice when Aeri takes a different way to the stage once the door is shut, racing herself to the bathroom to clean off the cum that had spilled from her own cunt when you reached your own high.

She'll never tell you that, though.

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jihyoruri · 9 months

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LUCID DREAM— idol! yu jimin x idol!reader

warnings: 5th member reader, same yn and jimin from back to you, it doesn’t matter which one you read first

“no, no, no I can’t stop love.” yn’s soft but powerful voice sang into the mic, the eyes of the producer and her leader burn into her and repeats her lines of the song.

it made her uncomfortable and slightly nervous, it’s not like she hasn’t recorded songs that she’s written before, she does it all the time for demos, it’s the very reason that this time she’s singing a highly personal song, a song that was never supposed to be for the public, a song that was just supposed to be for her and her mind.

she curses aeri for convincing her into showing it to the production team, now she has the person singing the song that she wrote about them on a song with her and the rest of her members.

“you sound tense.” the producer says to her through the clear booth, yn laughs awkwardly at the comment, of course she’s tense, “that’s because I am.” yn blurts out, she curses at herself when both her leader and producer raise their brows at her honesty, she has to do something about her filter.

“this is your song yn.” the producer says leaning back in their seat, “and it’s your lyrics yn, loosen up.”

yn opens her mouth to respond but gets cut off by the girl seating in the seat behind the producer, “I think she should let some vulnerability into her voice, since it’s such vulnerable lyrics.” jimin says, she’s talking to the producer but has her eyes on yn, “the song seems to be a product of her fragile feelings, so I think letting some vulnerability into her voice would make her sound better, it always does.”

yn furrows her eyebrows at the last part, the groups producer doesn’t seem to pick up on jimin’s slick comments and nods their head in agreement at jimin’s statement, “I agree, yn let some of the thoughts that you had in your mind when you wrote this into your mind and keep it there.”

the only thing that runs through yn’s mind is why would she do that? why would she let all those thoughts into her mind?.

the only thoughts that ran through her mind that night when she wrote the song was, insecurity, hate and desperation, yn nods her head anyways because when she takes one look at her leader, she doesn’t even need to go back to that night, the thoughts are already in her mind.

“neon jakku jiteun eodum soge deo gipi.” she sings into the mic, letting all her thoughts of jimin and hers relationship, she closes her eyes as she sings not wanting to even take a glance at her leader, “no, no, no, I can't stop love.”

she opens her eyes and hears a cheer from the producer, “that sounded so good yn.” they say giving her a clap, “so much better, jimin was completely right.”

yn shifts her gaze to the girl that only smiles bitterly at her, “leader knows best I guess.” yn says, letting out another awkward laugh.

“well, that’s a wrap for today.” they say looking at the time on their phone, “it’s after midnight you two need to get home.”

the feeling of relief fills yn, as she takes off the headphones and walks out the booth, she bids goodbye to the producer before grabbing her tote bag and walking out the room, leaving jimin.

she feels the older girl walking close behind her, “yn wait up.” she doesn’t want to, but she does anyway.

yn tenses when she feels jimin’s arm wrap around her shoulders, she hates that she feels some sense of comfort with it around her.

“oh, so you’re not in one of your moods anymore?” yn asks lazily, peering up at her leader, jimin is like a switch when it comes to her and yn, sometimes she’s on sometimes she’s off, it’s so hard to understand her.

“shut up.” jimin mutters as she pulls yn closer to her, the two girls walk out of the building and head over to the black van that waits for them.

both girls get into the back as the greet the driver, jimin picks up the blanket that’s on her seat and throws it over her and yn’s legs.

this is why yn can never get out of this relationship no matter how hard she tries to, the moments like these are the highlights of her day, the moments when jimin is her jimin, the soft jimin and caring jimin.

but that never lasts long.

as yn’s focus is mainly on her phone she gets startled out of her phone by jimin’s head leaning on her shoulder.

she goes still for a couple of seconds, before turning off her phone, knowing if jimin saw who she was texting it wouldn’t end well.

yn stares into space trying her best to ignore the multiple buzz’s that come from her phone, she leans her head back when she feels jimin shift, “are you gonna answer it? the buzzing is getting annoying.”

“nah, it’s okay.” yn says trying her best to sound nonchalant but it comes out sounding very awkward, “just ignore it.”

“who are you talking to anyway?”

“no one important.”

yn wants to cry when she feels jimin reaching over for her phone, she side eyes the older girl awkwardly, she knows if she jumps for her phone it would make her even more suspicious.

“ryujin.” jimin hums before looking back up at yn, “I thought I said to stop talking to her?” she says with a strangely calm tone.

“yeah…” yn drags out scratching the back of her neck, looking outside the car window, “it’s just she’s a close friend of mine I’d feel bad if I just dropped her like that.”

“a friend that caused you to get into a scandal.” jimin says passing yn’s phone back to her, “that almost ruined our groups image you know? you’re lucky your stans know how much of a loser you are that you’d never get caught dead kissing someone outside of jyp building.”

yn let out a nervous laugh at the last comment, she’s happy that her fans came to defence, even if they were wrong , “I know jimin but-”

“do you wanna ruin our groups image?” jimin asks sternly cutting her off,her eyes burn into yn’s.

yn looks down defeated, she hates when jimin does that, making things seem like they’re her fault, “no… I don’t.”

“you’re right I’m sorry.”

jimin then smiles, completely satisfied at yn’s surrender, she then grabs yn’s hand and squeezes it, “good, I’m just telling you what’s best for you, that girl is bad news.”

yn just looks down at her lap nodding but jimin grabs her chin and turns yn’s head towards her, “I care about you a lot yn, you know that right?”

“yeah I know.” yn responds quietly, it doesn’t feel like it though, she says in her mind.

“good.” jimin then goes back to her position, putting her head on yn’s shoulder, “now that, that’s all settled, do you want to sleep in my room tonight?” jimin asks, “I’m not coming in yours, who knows what I’ll find, it always smells like marijuana in there.”

yn laughs softly at the last comment, “yeah, you’d probably have a heart attack if you came in my room, so yes I’ll expect your offer.”

“make sure bring your weighted blanket.” jimin says as she plays with yn’s chunky rings on her ringers.

“the one with the heat or the other one?”

“the one with the heat obviously.” she says looking up at yn’s face, smiling she brings her head up and places a kiss on yn’s cheek, “you’re so cute.”

“shut up.”

#aespa x fem reader #aespa angst #yu jimin x reader #yu jimin #karina x reader #karina aespa x reader #aespa x reader #aespa!yn #girl group imagines #ningning #winter #aeri

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morguegardensblog · 6 months

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#messy moodboard #symbols #archive #archive moodboard #2000s moodboard #mb #moodboard #giselle moodboard #aeri #aes #aespa #simple moodboard #aespa icons #giselle icons #aespa moodboard #messy symbols #mb alt #clean moodboard

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kiau-n · 24 days

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　　　　　➵ 　　⁺ 　　 🍷 　; 　　( ˘ ³˘) ✧ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

　　　　　➵ 　　⁺ 　　 🍷 　; 　　all this drama ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

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dollfacedsl1ut · 7 months

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I missed you

Aeri Uchinaga X fem bodied! reader

word count: i have no idea

WARNINGS: smut, fluffy ending??, vanilla sex, breeding? (Idk), thigh fucking, penetration, Giselle just misses her gf:((, I think I’m missing sm..

(giselle is the blue text and reader is pink (i love pink sm)

A/N: I’m sorry if this seems so rushed M’SORREY

1:42 a.m.

It's nearly 2 am when giselle finally comes home from tour her tired and sore body walking through your shared apartment as she opens the room door seeing you asleep in bed.....

so tempting in giselles eyes you're asleep unaware of the pervertic thoughs going through her mind she suddenly felt a rush of blood fill her cock as she crept towards the bed caressing your soft skin as the cold metal of her rings graze your body...

The slow touches made giselle go crazy as she slotted herself between your plush thighs, quickly undoing her belt she slides her cock in between your thighs as she ruts between them slowly savoring the warmth her soft moans and whimpers filling the room as she starts to move faster accidentally waking you up

"missed you soo much y/n"

She keeps thrusting in between your thighs as causing soft whimpers to escape your lips as the tip of her cock grazes your clothed core with each thrust

"i need more please-"

Giselle smiles softly as she flips you over on your back sliding your now drenched panties aside you started at her angry red cock leaking pre cum "has it always been this big" you think to yourself a wave of worry washes over "what if it doesn't fit..s'been so long since i've seen you" Giselle gazes at you with a soft looks as she cups your cheeks in her cold hand "it'll fit trust me okay" Although you were a bit worried but giselle slides her cock inside your cunt slowly her pre cum creating a small ring around the base of her thick cock, the slow but sensual thrusts inside your cunt your tummy starts to flutter as she keeps rutting inside you, high pitched moans fill the room as giselle press down on the bulge forming in your belly "s'good m-missed you so bad" your quiet voice failed you but giselle still heard you as she bends down pampering your neck in kisses.

You felt your climax coming so did giselle she started rubbing your clit with her thumb as you arch your back off the bed your thighs tremble as you came over her cock triggering her release as well she stayed inside after pulling out slowly as the mix of cum trailed out your cunt "so fucking pretty" giselle grabs a nearby cloth as she cleans you up then fixing your shorts and tucking her cock back into her boxers.

The scent of sex mixed with a lavender candle on the dresser filled the room as giselle pecked your forehead before cuddling you to sleep.......

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hyukura · 4 months

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— aespa karina, giselle x nct jaemin, jeno tiktok

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g-unwook · 5 months

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◟　　 ∿　　　　｡ㅤׂ　　（✿ᴗ͈ꞈᴗ͈）

#y2k #giselle #aespa #karina #winter #ningning #aeri #giselle moodboard #giselle y2k #giselle aespa #giselle layout #giselle y2k moodboard #giselle aespa moodboard #y2k moodboard #kpop #kpop moodboard #kpop layouts #g-unwook

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gyrlpop · 1 year

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giselle - girls @ inkigayo (220724)

#giselle #aeri #uchinaga aeri #aeri uchinaga #aespa #aespainc #aespadaily #4aespa #femaleidol #femaleidolsedit #femadoledits #femaleidolsource #ggnet #idolady #kgoddesses #isaishi #userfairy #mine*

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lilacura · 4 months

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Sun & Moon

pairing: Giselle x Reader

>wc: 1k

summary: Aeri's chill collides with Y/N's warmth, creating a heartwarming dance of love that defies their differences.

Aeri sat in the corner of the college library, her jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders like a curtain of shadows. Despite the warmth of the room, she wore her signature leather jacket, giving her an aura of mystery that surrounded her like a cloak. Known for her icy demeanor and piercing gaze, Aeri was an enigma to most, but not to Y/N.

Y/N, with her infectious smile and perpetually cheerful attitude, was the golden retriever of the campus. Always eager to make new friends and spread positivity, she seemed to be a walking ray of sunshine. She couldn't help but be drawn to Aeri's enigmatic allure, and despite the chilly exterior, Y/N saw through to the warmth within.

One day, after a chance encounter in the library, Y/N approached Aeri with a smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts. "Hey, Aeri, right? Mind if I sit here?" Y/N gestured to the empty seat across from her.

Aeri looked up from her book, locking eyes with Y/N. Most people would have faltered under that gaze, but not Y/N. "Sit wherever you want," Aeri replied, her tone cold.

As the days turned into weeks, Y/N persisted in breaking through Aeri's icy shell. They started with small talk, discussing classes and interests. Y/N's genuine curiosity and unwavering positivity slowly began to chip away at the walls Aeri had built around herself.

One chilly autumn afternoon, Y/N noticed Aeri shivering on their way back from class. Without a second thought, Y/N shrugged off her own jacket and draped it over Aeri's shoulders. "You always seem so cold," Y/N remarked with a teasing grin.

Aeri glanced down at the borrowed jacket, a hint of surprise in her eyes. No one had ever offered her such warmth before, both metaphorically and literally. From that moment, a subtle shift occurred in their dynamic.

Aeri found herself drawn to Y/N's sunny disposition, a stark contrast to her own brooding nature. Y/N, on the other hand, appreciated the depth and complexity that lurked beneath Aeri's stoic exterior. Their friendship evolved into something more profound, and soon they found themselves entangled in the delicate threads of romance.

As the winter months descended upon the college campus, Aeri and Y/N's relationship deepened. They shared stolen glances during lectures, exchanged whispered secrets in the quiet corners of the library, and held hands beneath the blanket of snow that blanketed the campus.

Aeri, who had once detested the idea of relying on anyone, discovered solace in Y/N's presence. Y/N, in turn, cherished the moments when Aeri let her guard down, revealing the vulnerability that lurked beneath the surface. Their differences became the very foundation of their connection, a perfect blend of fire and ice.

One evening, as they sat on a bench overlooking the frozen lake, Y/N couldn't help but comment on their stark differences. "You know, Aeri, you're like the winter to my summer. I bring warmth, and you bring that cool, mysterious breeze."

Aeri smirked, a rare display of amusement. "I guess we balance each other out."

In crowded cafeterias, where Aeri's piercing gaze would make others uneasy, she'd catch someone staring, and with a subtle glare, silence the whispers. Y/N, witnessing the exchange, would playfully nudge Aeri, who couldn't help but smirk, appreciating Y/N's unwavering support.

During late-night study sessions, when frustration mounted, Aeri's scowl would melt into a subtle smile as Y/N shared a silly joke or a comforting gesture. The library, once a fortress of solitude, became a space where Aeri found solace in the midst of Y/N's cheerful presence.

Once, in a heated debate with classmates, Aeri's stern voice would soften as she defended a point, only to catch Y/N's proud gaze. It was a silent acknowledgment that, despite the gruff exterior, Aeri valued Y/N's understanding and encouragement.

Amidst the chaos of a campus event, Aeri, overwhelmed by the crowd, sought refuge in Y/N's reassuring smile. Y/N's infectious energy cut through the noise, creating a bubble where Aeri could momentarily escape her brooding thoughts.

As seasons changed, so did their dynamics. In the vibrant colors of spring, Aeri's eyes softened as Y/N insisted on a picnic, embracing the joy that bloomed around them. And in the heat of summer, Aeri's stoicism cracked when Y/N dragged her into spontaneous water fights, laughter echoing across the campus.

In quieter moments, like the hush of falling snow, Aeri's fingers would intertwine with Y/N's, finding warmth in the simple act of connection. Y/N's presence was a beacon, softening the hard edges of Aeri's world, and Aeri's calm strength was a grounding force for Y/N's boundless enthusiasm.

Through it all, Aeri's glares and Y/N's sunshine became a dance, a rhythmic harmony that played out in the smallest gestures and shared glances. Each instance was a stroke on the canvas of their love story, painting a picture of a relationship that thrived on the beautifully imperfect balance they found in each other.

Their college years unfolded in a montage of shared laughter, whispered confessions, and stolen kisses. Aeri's once icy facade thawed in the warmth of Y/N's love, revealing the depth of emotions she had long kept hidden.

On graduation day, as they stood hand in hand, Aeri's stoic expression softened with a touch of nostalgia. "I never thought I'd find someone like you, sun" she confessed, her gaze fixed on Y/N.

Y/N grinned, squeezing Aeri's hand. "And I never thought I'd find someone who could handle my perpetual sunshine, moon."

They embarked on post-college adventures together, facing the challenges of adulthood hand in hand. Aeri, once the embodiment of mystery, had found her anchor in Y/N's unwavering joy. And Y/N, the eternal optimist, discovered the beauty in embracing the complexity that Aeri brought into her life.

In the tapestry of their love story, Aeri and Y/N, the girl with the icy exterior and the golden retriever of joy, continued to complement and complete each other, creating a narrative that transcended the seasons of their lives.

a/n: this is rlly cute actually, i love grumpy x sunshine

#aespa #aespa x reader #giselle #aespa giselle #aeri #aeri uchinaga #giselle x reader #aeri x reader #aespa aeri #girl group #gg x reader

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facefullofsadness · 2 months

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hybrid!aespa in heat

subby!aespa x dom!reader

smut, 1k wc

I'm going crazy, I haven't been able to stop thinking ab this since my SEVEN THIRTY AM CLASS, but I cannot stop thinking about hybrid!aespa in heat for the first time??

like maknae line are very bby girl in ur relationship, you treating them like a princess in and out of bed, and them just sitting still looking pretty for you! yizhuo seems more of a switch in my head than minjeong does as a hybrid, but when they're in heat, they both become the subbiest babies ever!

minjeong would be RED, cheeks completely flushed and skin hot to the touch. her eyes darting everywhere and hands as fists clutching her clothes, her sheer clothing suddenly feeling too hot. you'd crawl over her squirming body on the bed and she'd whine so hard. "idk what's happening to me y/n-ie. b-but, fuck, please help me," she'd say during her first heat. her hands would reach out blindly for any part of you to clutch onto and pull you into her, her shoving her heated face into your neck. you kinda worried about her, not knowing what was going on, but after she whimpered against your neck by your hot breath whispering into her ear, it clicked. extremely sensitive and respondent to every single brush of your skin against hers, having the most reactive effects on her body. trembling, jolting, shivering, whimpering. the way she would be so loud and whiney when you finally give her what she wants, rutting her hips against your mouth or fingers, could be both! or your own hips too. "so hot, so hot!" she whines desperately, shoving her hips against you as she falls apart.

yizhuo wouldn't be so naive as to what was happening. as soon as she felt her stomach twist and that feeling consuming her entire body with every passing second, her heart started to pound and muscles would tense. immediately dragging herself shakily to look for you and burying her body into yours, sitting in your lap and purring softly in your ear on your skin. suddenly becomes a lot more clingy and whiney, not really feeling any shame or embarrassment unlike the latter. so it's not surprising when she grinds her clothed cunt against your lap, long and deep rolling of her hips against you, just to feel anything. "y/n-ie, I-I think it's happening... you smell fuck- you smell so g-good... you feel so good... I need more, this isn't enough, please give me more..." taking her right then and there on the couch and having her head thrown back as you fuck her with the utmost stamina you can give, her always begging you to give her more. would go so many rounds with you because she can't stop how the knot in her stomach would never fully be relieved, rutting against you even as you try to ease her orgasm, overstimulating herself but immediately ready to go again.

as for the unnie line, it's like night and fucking day. they're definitely wearing the pants in your relationship, having you close to them when you're out in public, pulling you into them with their hand on your hip or wrapping their arm around your shoulders. jimin is a gentle and firm lover while aeri is confident and loves to show you off (under her supervision ofc). but when they're in heat, oh my god the thought makes me dizzy. complete 180.

jimin's eyes would darken as lust and sexual desire consume her. her stare would trail your relaxed body, laying back on the bed. her core started to throb and her hands formed fists against the blankets. crawling up to you, a pained and needy expression spreading across her face. you would look up at her in confusion, your usually quiet and reserved gf looking intense, her eyes drilling holes through your body which made you feel conscious suddenly. "y/n..." she said your name so low and croaky, her voice triggering something in your brain. at this point you understood what she wanted, but you hadn't expected how badly she needed it. "I need you so badly. I need you to fuck me..." taken aback by the sudden advance had your head spinning, but seeing your girlfriend soooo needy, cheeks flushed pink and hot breath hitting your skin, her chest rising up and down with each pant she released, you had to listen to her! you pleasuring her while she's on top of you, grinding her hips down into you and releasing whiney moans with each roll of her body. mumbling incoherently how good it feels and how much of a good girl you are for listening so well to her, her fingers patting your head as her orgasm builds to the wet sounds coming from her aching core.

aeri hated being a hybrid at times because she knew going into heat would make her subby! born to be a dommy mommy, forced to be a baby girl! she absolutely rocks your world whenever you guys fuck, but when she finally experiences it, it's almost comical how different she suddenly is. pushing you up against the door having just come home from dinner, greedily feeling your body with her big hands and lips bruising against her's. when your thumb traced her nipple, she'd moan embarrassingly loud into your mouth, shocking both of you. you pull back to look at her and her eyes are squinted shut, leaning her body into your touch more when you try to take your hand away. "fuck y/n, don't you dare pull away, give me your all right now. I need you sososo bad, it hurts so fucking much..." she'd moan and whine like a sub while demanding you to fuck her like the natural dom she is. sitting in her lap with your lips around her neck, your tongue dragging across the length of her throat as she pulls you by the waist further into her, trying to maximize the amount of sheer pleasure you were giving. releasing deep guttural groans with every roll of her hips, the occasional high pitched loud moan escaping, her fingernails digging into your skin.

and I didn't really mention it but my headcanons for hybrid!aespa are kitten or wolf!rina, puppy!aeri, bunny!winter, and kitten!ning. BUT TO EACH THEIR OWN! (I wish they OWNED me- what who said that?)

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