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t4rt4gl14 · 2 years

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Hello hello, if you NSFW event is still open could I please request a fem!reader x Zhongli with #1. “h-hey! i can’t c-cum again! stop!~” prompt?

#.again?…u want me to cum.again?!

☆ ➣ #1. “h-hey! i can’t c-cum again! stop!~”

☺︎ — FEATURING :: zhongli. xiao. kazuha. gorou. kaeya. albedo. thoma.

✦⌇ WARNINGS: MNDI. DARK CONTENT AHEAD. GN!READER + blowjob + handjob + edging + toys + ( mean reader ) + bondage + blindfolds + dacryphilia + overstim <33 + tail tugging + roleplay?? w albedo! + cock/strap

WC: 0.8K 💀 [ btw reblogs appreciated i luv yall sm ]

ZHONGLI.

✎…zhonglis back arched whilst your hand met his cock again, wrists turning red from tugging at the rope for the past 40 minutes- he’s already came..twice!, it hurts so much! but feels so good, “a-aanghhmm dearest!~♡ p-please! oohmm~!!♡♡”, you lean down to suck on the tip whilst you pump the rest of his length, swirling your tongue all round- collecting the pre-cum whilst his hips quiver. his knuckles soon turned whites whilst gripping the sheets, moaning out as his tries to use his other palm to cover his mouth, ashamed at how an archon can be put in such a state.

[ MORE UTC ]

his hips buck up whilst he starts to feel the heat pool in his abdomen once more, the tight knot snapping whilst he cums in your mouth for the third time. his back completely arching off the bed whilst his eyes snap shut. “a-ah! c-CUMMING! mmggh! aahngg~~ ♡ o-oh y/n!♡”. yum. broken zhongli <33

XIAO.

✎…who would’ve thought that last adepti would be in such a position, his back leaning on your chest whilst your arm wraps around his waist and the other holds a fleshlight, engulfing xiaos cock. he whines and thrashes and the feeling of such a toy but he needs his relief sometimes, “good boy, just relax…feel good for me..”. and before you know it he cums without your permission, when coming down from his high he apologises profusely as he tries to slip away from your arms.

yet you pull him back and start jerking him off, in fact squeezing the toy more, “a-ah! aannnmmm aah!♡♡ s-stopp! m-mmnn♡”, the tears start to cascade whilst he shakes in your arms, “ohh?adeptus xiao?? crying??? such a whore”, he shakes his head whilst his hips stutter, “n-not a whore- o-oh stop i-i can’t! c-cumming!!~ ♡ i-i..a-ANGH! mm~!”, nono this won’t do. three more orgasms will suffice.

KAZUHA.

✎…aahh kazuha! such a good boy- he looks so pretty when he’s crying from the onslaught pleasure and all spread out with a spreading bar, “nonono! please no! f-feels too good~ mm- cant! cum again♡♡a-angh!”, you slow down your brutal pace of fingering him, “wanna use safe word?”, he whimpers and shakes his head no, “p-please keep going”, you grin whilst fingering him again, stroking his cock at the same time.

he covers his mouth using both hands and spurts out white streaks of cum, crying out whilst he shakes and turns on the sheets, “a-aahhh!! cumming- c-cumming!♡”, he moans out your name whilst attempting to fuck your fist but little did you know you plan on milking him dry anw.

GOROU.

✎…gorou lays on his stomach whilst he moans into the pillow, the tip of pretty cock red whilst the tears pour down his cheeks, youve been tugging on his tail for 30 minutes now and he’s came twice! he can’t do it anymore- not to mention when you touch up his ears and scratch them at the base, along with the vibrator in his ass, so snug and at the highest setting.

his eyes roll back and his tongue lols out when you tug on the base of his fluffy tail; pretty hole fluttering whilst he cums all over his stomach once more, unable to even form proper words as the vibrations send him reeling again. “aaahh! mmfff! ah ah ah!! mm♡♡.”

KAEYA.

✎…tbh it was a sight to behold, the almighty calvary captain tied up and under your control? sucking on his nipples whilst you press a vibrator onto his tip, you’ve been edging him for so long! “annngh! an- ah!~ n-no!”, he whines when you edge him again, always pushing the vibrator away just as he’s about to cum. fine if he wants to cum so badly he can.

you twist his nipples whilst setting the vibrator to the highest setting as you apply pressure onto, he comes unexpectedly and yet whines you continue playing with him, “no! too much~ t-too much! angh!~♡♡”, what a slut, make up your mind.

ALBEDO.

✎…you smirk whilst blindfolding albedo, and tying his wrists to the headboard, eyeing at the arrays of toys you have on the counter, “well we’ll be doing some research today albedo”, “r-research?”, he questions but before he could get a word you begin stroking him with lube, “researching how many orgasms you can withstand.”

surprisingly he’s on his 4th orgasm and going, the blindfolding heighten his senses and the electric feeling of the prostrate massager constantly bumping onto his special spot. it’s worse when you squeeze the base of his cock, body twitching as he cums for the 5th time that night.

“aaahhh! ammmgh! ahahh~~!!♡♡”

THOMA.

✎…the tears begin to well up in thomas emerald eyes whilst you pound him into the mattress, at this point his body’s weak so you have to hold his hips up for him, “mmm!~ o-ohh my!~♡♡”, you didn’t expect him to cum after a few spanks on his cute ass. spank. he mewls out as his eyes roll back. one more spank and he spilt his load all over the sheets.

a few moments later and his soft, plump ass red is a cherry red whilst he sniffles, orgasming again and again, “n-nooo! c-can’t cum again! ♡♡mm- ahh~~!!♡”, you grin whilst you lift his knees up, fucking into him even deeper- thoma couldve swore he’s never felt that good before.

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idlerin · 7 months

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nonsense — 35. hate clingy men

masterlist — previous | next

✦ fun facts !

oikawa followed you to the grocery with his stupid disguise again. you were annoyed but not for too long.

oikawa forgot he wanted [name] to like the twt post.

[name] is gradually allowing herself to be more sweet and express more of her love and care again.

nonsense ! an oikawa tooru social media au

synopsis. you were oikawa tooru’s #1 fan, until you became his #1 hater. you hated him so much you went viral on twitter (accidentally) and literally became known as “the oikawa tooru hater”, doesn’t help that he keeps fueling the fire by subtweeting you. everyone is all in for this new drama. what isn’t known to the public, is that this particular drama’s been on hold for three years (him being your ex and all).

a/n — fINALLYY HAD TIME OMFG anw enjoy oikawa just being a mood. i luv clingy guys moderately as long as they know their boundaries HAHAUAHAHABDB feeding u guys more fluff befor— JKJK (am i?)

taglist is closed ! + (1/2) @kawaii-angelanne @ceneridiankaa @kittycasie @rukia-uchiha-98 @polish-cereal @kellesvt @rockleeisbaeeee @kashxyou @imsoluvly @jjulliette @tooruchiiscribs @littlefreakjulia @gomjohs @qualitygiantshoepsychic @mellowknightcolorfarm @konzumeken @migosple @kuroogguk @sangwooooo @katsu-shi @wolffmaiden @rijhi @2baddies-1porsche @yeehawcity @aishkaaa @crueldinasty @renardiererin @yyuiz @llamakenma @penguinlovestowrite @princelingperfect @hearts4faey @yoonabeo @pantherhappy @julia-1901 @godsbiggestmenace @angel-luv-04 @noideawhothatis @bethbat @natsvmie @luna-mothii @lylovw @apinu @leave-rae-alone @kamikokii @bananasquash @eitaababe @minimari415 @hanabihwa @nilopillo

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hwaitham · 7 months

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snif i wonder which of da genshin men would like fawn girls (⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝ ྀི)

#'s alwys bunnie girl dis bunnie girl dat . . n don't get mi wrong i wub my bunnie muts (੭ ˊ ˋ)੭ !#but i jus wonder . . . hmm #i feel like dere is a thinly veiled line between bunnies ﾉ fawns ﾉ lambs #while all three are calm + sensitive + reserved #i feel dat buns are obedient but cn also be stubborn #n' fawns are moar on da curious side but also rather skittish #whereas lambs are elegant n poised but vry servile ? subservient ?? yea #i need to make a three way venn diagram for dis i don't think 'm explaining it all dat well ><#anw i believe 'm personally moar fawn-leaning . . i jump between fawn n puppie i think ehe #point is ! ! i wnna write something for fawn reader or lamb reader :3 since dey r so cute n deserve more luv ♡

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ggukiepie · 11 months

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girl in luv (boy in luv pt. 6)

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: jungkook finally tells you what you've been wanting to hear for so long...but you're still not happy

tags: bil!couple, college!au, bff!jk, two idiots in love, angst (what's new), fluff, happy ending !!!, kissing hihi

wc: 3.5k

a/n: lmaoooo hi im sorry this took so long. i didn't like what i originally wrote so i scrapped the whole thing and well here it is! i hope u guys like it. this is the last part for the series. tho i do plan to post some drabbles here and there (like their first time together maybe) but no promises anw thats its bye happy reading !!!! series masterlist / main masterlist

~*~

Your phone suddenly buzzes—someone was calling you. Though, instead of answering it, you stuff your phone between your couch cushions to block out the noise. You don’t dare look at your screen, sure you’ll get tempted to answer the call—whoever that was. You haven’t got much social interaction these days, always choosing to go straight home after each class, eating by yourself, declining invites to parties and hangouts. It’s not like anyone’s forcing you to be this way. You did this to yourself, really. You’d rather be alone than hangout with people. You didn’t have the energy to do so. You just wanted to be in your bubble a little bit longer.

Deep down, you know you’re craving to talk to someone. Anyone. But somehow you always end up alone. With your thoughts.

Self-sabotage, if you will.

The thoughts don’t help either. Your mind always drifts to Jungkook. Sometimes you think about him and his girlfriend. Most of the time, you think of your friendship. You missed what you had, even though you had to guard your heart every time, even if you got your hopes up at the simplest of actions. You missed being with Jungkook because for the time you were with him, he felt like he was…yours? There was no doubt that you were his. Had been from the start but didn’t realize it till later on. Your heart always craved for him, yearned for him when he wasn’t with you. Your heart felt lighter when you were together, be it doing the most mundane of things or sharing a special moment.

If you could just toughen up and tell him how you feel. But it was easier said than done. He already indirectly rejected you when he got together with some girl. But why would he reject you if he never knew how you felt? Maybe you were too busy protecting your heart, protecting the friendship you might lose if you would’ve confessed. You never thought he’d feel the same, even though you had moments that felt like he did.

You shake your head to rid your thoughts. You try to focus on writing the essay in front of you. Your Friday nights felt different now—stuck doing homework while your friends were partying.

You’re finally two pages deep when you hear frantic knocking on your door. You check the time on your laptop and see it’s a little past one in the morning. You suddenly rush to open your door, scared that you’d get a noise complaint all of a sudden.

You stand frozen, mouth agape at the scene in front of you.

“Huh?” you dumbly say.

It’s your three closest friends in your doorway. Jimin and Taehyung are somewhat conscious—at least they’re standing upright. But you notice the sway in their stance and you can smell the alcohol off of them. But it’s Jungkook between them that makes you freeze. He’s passed out, you’re sure of it, and the only reason why he’s sort of standing up is because Jimin and Tae have his arms around their shoulders.

“Why are you guys here?” you finally say.

It’s Taehyung who speaks up, smiling that smile he has when he wants something to go his way. When he has a plan that you might say no to (which you usually do). “Jungkook,” he points at Jungkook, as if you’d confuse him with anyone else, “is drunk.”

“I can see that,” you deadpan.

“And!” Tae rushes to say, like you’re about five seconds from shutting the door in their faces. “He kept asking for you. So we are simply complying with his request.”

“Because we are great friends,” Jimin pipes in. Taehyung nods in confirmation.

“Me?” you whisper, as if Taehyung were referring to anyone else. Your mind isn’t any better than his drunk one at this point.

“Yes!” Jimin whisper shouts. “Now let us in, he’s kinda getting heavy.”

Jungkook makes an incoherent sound from where his head is leaning on Tae’s shoulder, drool making a wet patch on the poor guy’s shirt. You take pity on your best friend and step aside to let in all of them, even though your heart’s racing because Jungkook is in your apartment.

Holy shit.

You watch them bring his unconscious body to your couch (they actually drop Jungkook and giggle all the way to your door, saying their goodbyes without looking back).

You huff at the sight in front of you. Jungkook’s cheeks are flushed red and he’s a little bit sweaty. Though, he looks so peaceful sleeping on your couch. Was he really looking for you?

You get a glass of water and two aspirins, placing it on the coffee table near him. The moment you near him, you kneel by his head and wipe the stray hairs on his forehead. You look at Jungkook, like really look at him. His eyebrows are scrunched together like something’s troubling him in his dreams. His lips are in a slight pout, lip ring glistening under your light (when did he get that, anyway?), little puffs of air coming out his mouth.

“Am I…” he mumbles. Your heart races. His eyes are still closed, but his mouth continues to move. “Am I at ____’s?”

Your heart seizes at the sound of your name. You gulp and nod slowly, then realize that he can’t hear you. “Yeah…” you trail off. “You’re in my living room.”

“Oh,” your best friend says as his eyebrows scrunch up some more. “Missed you.”

You sit back on the floor and hug your knees to yourself, preparing for whatever it is that he might say next. A drunk man’s words are his sober thoughts, right?

“Jimin and Tae said you were looking for me?”

“Mhmm,” he mumbles. “Wanted to… tell you somethin’”

You shake your head. Though your heart yearned to know, you also do know it’s not the right time. Not when he’s drunk. He might just regret his words now the next morning, which might even hurt worse than what he’s about to say. “Save it for tomorrow, Kook.” You push yourself off the floor but he stops you by holding your wrist, albeit weakly.

“Nuh uh…” he whispers. “Need to know…now. Broke up with Jiwoo.” He opens his eyes slightly and looks at you right away.

“Jungkook—”

“Like,” he continues to say, “I did it for you.”

You feel your anger rising, your body heating everywhere. “I didn’t tell you to do anything,” you firmly say.

Jungkook moves to sit up and you take a step back. “No,” he shakes his head slowly. “Jus’ didn’t feel right.”

You feel tears welling up in your eyes and you finally walk to your bedroom, slamming the door and locking it shut. You block out the sounds of Jungkook weakly calling out your name. Your fists clench in anger, the words Jungkook just uttered replaying in your head over and over. He couldn’t just dump his problems, turn around the narrative and make it seem like you made him break up with Jiwoo. That you asked him to end things with her because it didn’t feel right. And he forced himself into your home, your personal space—and drunk at that! He knew all your weak spots and used it to his advantage.

You hope he’d be gone in the morning. You don’t think your heart can hurt any more.

You hear pans clinking which promptly wakes you up. You weren’t able to sleep that much, actually, knowing Jungkook was right outside your room. You guess he stayed in the morning. He’s either cooking in your kitchen, or someone’s trying to steal your pans.

Rubbing your eyes as you open your bedroom door, you spot Jungkook by the stove with his back turned to you. He seems to be making scrambled eggs—which is the only thing he can make confidently.

“Morning,” you say. You might as well clear the air as early as now. You watch his back tense for a millisecond before he turns off the stove and sets the pan on your dining table. He turns to face you and brings a hand up to brush his hair back, a nervous tick of his that you noticed a few years back.

“Good morning,” he mumbles.

“So,” you start.

It’s so awkward you might cry again. When did things get this out of place? You start to rethink your feelings. You haven’t even confessed yet it feels like you’ve lost your best friend already. What if you confessed? What would happen then? You felt your heart closing just thinking about it now. Was your friendship really that fragile? You and Jungkook hardly fought but even if you did, you always made up right away.

“___,” he says. You look up, eyes meeting his instantly. “About last night… I’m sorry I suddenly barged into your place. I guess I really forced Tae and Jimin to bring me here.”

You nod and lean on the wall behind you, preparing for a long talk with him.

“I just really missed you, I guess—”

“Do you remember what you said last night?” you ask harshly, cutting him off so quick his shoulders tense.

Jungkook swallows nervously and nods his head. “Yeah and… I don’t know if there’s a better to say it, really. But we did break up, ____. She just wasn’t it for me.”

“And you said you did it for me,” you say, pushing him to just get to the point.

“Yes, because I realized that my heart never belonged to her. It belonged to you. Still does,” he says in a rush.

You eye him sharply, staring at his features and expression to make sure he’s completely telling the truth. You want to believe him, you really do, but why would he say that then be with someone else.

“It doesn’t make sense,” you finally say. “Why did you get together with her, then?”

“I don’t know—”

“You don’t know,” you repeat, and Jungkook’s eyes widen in panic. “You think you can come running to me right after a break up? Like I’m some second option? You don’t love her enough so you run to me instead?”

Jungkook opens and closes his mouth, mind thinking quickly to say something. His hands start to tremble and he brings a hand up to push back his hair. “I didn’t mean that,” he says hoarsely. “I didn’t realize it soon… And—” he stutters to catch his breath. “I was just scared—”

You’re fuming at this point. How could he do this to you? To just play with your feelings like that? “Get out.”

“____—"

“I mean it, Jungkook,” you shakily say. “You’ve hurt me enough. Just leave, please.”

He looks at you longingly, doe eyes watering before he nods and turns to the door in silence. You watch him put his shoes on before he leaves, not sparing you a glance. You don’t realize you’ve been tearing up as well, wiping the tears on your cheeks. Walking to the kitchen counter, you realize that Jungkook made chocolate chip pancakes. Your favorite.

It’s been a week since the incident with Jungkook and you haven’t talked to him since then. You also missed your weekly brunch with your friends, too afraid to face Jungkook. Thinking about it now, were you a little bit too harsh? Maybe. You thought you’d finally be happy upon hearing his confession but instead you pushed him away, shut him out. Because you’re scared. Terrified. Things were already going so well with Jungkook when you both were just best friends and you don’t think you can lose him forever should you actually get together and then break up.

Funny since it feels like you’ve lost him already.

It’s 8 am and you’re all alone in the student council office, trying to get some studying done as you were restless staying in your apartment. Staying there just reminds you of Jungkook, so you’ve been spending your mornings here before the other people arrive.

Suddenly, the door opens which is unusual. You usually have the place to yourself for at least another three hours. Curiously, you look up and find your best friend standing by the doorway, laptop and coffee in hand.

It’s silent for a moment, the both of you drinking each other in. Jungkook looks like he hasn’t gotten much sleep, eye bags dark and skin lackluster. You suppose you don’t look any better, knowing you barely got any sleep the past few days.

“Hi,” he finally says. You’re glad you have the long table separating the two of you. You don’t think your heart can handle being physically closer.

“Are you here for something?” you ask hesitantly.

“Can I…” He trails off, looking at the printer by the corner. You’d be laughing by now under normal circumstances. You nod instead, because it’s bizarre seeing Jungkook here asking if he can print something, which is something he liked to do back when your friendship was intact. The room is silent as you see him connect his laptop to the printer, both of you avoiding each other’s eyes. It’s too silent, actually, that it’s driving you a bit insane.

“How many pages?” you ask.

“Uhm… Fifty?” he says like he’s unsure.

“Fifty?” you repeat in a gasp. The printer is free, sure, but it’s ancient. Fifty pages will take too long and you don’t know if you can stand being in the room with him for half an hour or so.

Jungkook hands you the coffee he brought with him. “I bought you coffee as thanks.” He smiles ever so slightly and watches as you take a sip. Of course, it’s your usual order at the café down the street.

He looks at you expectantly but you’re too busy looking down at the coffee in your hands, too nervous to lock eyes with him. A few seconds later you hear him exhale and it’s just the sound of the printer in the room.

Your chest feels so tight all of a sudden like it’s ready to burst out of your ribcage any minute. It feels so heavy, so constricting that it’s starting to hurt physically. Is it really worth it harboring all this anger and pain? For conjuring up these theories in your head that will make you push him further away?

You shake your head to yourself and look up expecting to lock eyes with his, but his back is turned to you.

“Did you really mean what you said last week?” you blurt out.

Jungkook jumps in surprise and whips his body to face you, doe eyes wide. He looks surprised but he also looks relieved, and your heart breaks a little more seeing the relief cross his face the moment you talk to him.

He starts playing with the hem of his shirt absentmindedly. “I did,” he mumbles. “I mean every word I said, and I’m really sorry that everything had to turn out this way when I could’ve just been brave and confessed all those years ago.”

You nod your head at his words and process what he just said. Deep down you know you believe him, but it’s hard to keep that in mind when the hurt outweighs the truth. You look up at him with a sad smile on your face. “Why now, Kook? After all these years.”

He sighs and leans on the chair in front of him. You notice his shoulders deflate and his back hunch a little. He looks tired and you feel your own tiredness in your bones as well. “I was just scared. Us being friends was so comfortable and so good… I was just scared of things changing and me losing you.”

You bite your lip to stop yourself from crying. Looking to the side of the room to avoid his stare, you whisper, “And I know—” you choke on your words and clench your hands in frustration. “And I know I’m at fault as well—for assuming and pulling away once you got together with her. I had no right because we’re just…friends.”

It’s quiet save for the printer and his feet shuffling on the floor. You turn towards him to see Jungkook slowly walking to where you’re sat. Once he’s standing in front of you, he raises his hands towards your face but stops midway. Like he’s about to hold you but he’s hesitant.

You’re tilting your head to look up at him, eyes shiny with tears but lip turned upwards in a small smile. It’s ok, you mouth, because you don’t trust yourself to speak right now. You watch Jungkook hold your face in his hands, thumbs going behind your ears to rub at your skin slowly, fingers splayed on your cheeks to wipe your tears away.

He gathers your face in his hands, thumbs gently brushing the tears streaming down your cheeks. “I’m sorry, baby,” he whispers shakily. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m so, so sorry.”

You nod your head absentmindedly, heart squeezing at the affectionate way he talks to you.

“I really am sorry,” he repeats. “I… Yeah, we’re just friends but I’d like to believe that we both just know. That you felt my love the same I’ve been feeling yours ever since. Even though we’re just friends. But…I know better now.”

You look at him confusingly and he looks away from you and smiles, his cheeks turning a light shade of red. You watch in silence as he plays with his lip piercing distractedly. Finally, he turns to you still with that smile on his face. His thumb starts playing with your lower lip but he’s looking at you with so much adoration in his eyes.

You’ve seen this look on him before, every time you’re with him, and now do you only realize that it’s a look full of love, desire, yearning.

“It’s scary if we do become something more and I end up losing you,” he starts, “but I’d rather live a life of at least knowing what it feels like to love you and be loved by you, than doing nothing at all.”

Tears are streaming down your face but you’re smiling so wide and Jungkook’s doing the same as well, with his nose even scrunching up and his dimples showing.

“I think it’s normal to feel scared,” you finally reply. “But I’d also rather live a life of us loving together than loving from afar.”

It’s silent for a moment as you and Jungkook stare at each other. He’s wiping off your tears which makes him cry a little more, so you wipe his tears next. You’re both crying now but with happy smiles on your faces and it prompts you both to laugh.

“We were kinda stupid, huh?” Jungkook says in between giggles.

You nod and giggle back. “A bit silly, yeah.”

“Can I kiss you?” he suddenly asks. Your heart starts racing and your palms get clammy. You start feeling nervous but it’s the good kind, finally getting to do something you’ve been anticipating, been waiting for ever since you realized your heart belonged to your best friend.

“Please,” you whisper.

Jungkook wastes no times in leaning forward, his grip on your cheeks tightening just a bit, pulling you upwards to meet his lips. Your lips finally touch and it steals your breath away. Quite literally.

Jungkook’s lips are soft, slots perfectly right in between yours. He kisses how he holds you—gentle and careful. Your heart skips a beat when you feel his tongue, and you grant his wish by opening your lips just slightly.

There are no fireworks or sparks or anything grand like that. Your heart suddenly feels calm and at ease. Like this is what you’re meant to do. It feels like coming home for the first time where everything feels right. You feel a great weight lift off your shoulders and you know you’ve made the right decision by choosing love.

Jungkook pulls back but only slightly so he can catch his breath. He keeps his forehead pressed against yours and when he speaks, you feel his lips move.

“I love you,” he whispers, and the way he looks at you with his eyes, like it holds so much love and adoration and it’s all for you. “Wish I said it sooner but I don’t want to think about that. Don’t want to live and continue on with regrets. I’m so happy to have you like this,” he whispers shakily. “So lucky to be able to love you like this.”

You kiss him again which causes him to smile so wide that his dimples pop out. “I love you too.” You giggle again. Saying it is so freeing and it feels so normal too. Not some grand epiphany or realization. Like you’ve known ever since. Like your heart has felt this way throughout your years of friendship with Jungkook and only now are you able to verbalize it. You know you’re lucky, too, to be able to have him in this way. But you don’t want to give too much credit to luck. You believe yours and Jungkook’s love were destined ever since.

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orvcoded · 11 months

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thoughts on sp and 999!gang raising od? preferably wholesome shenanigans 💜

this made me realize that ive only made one (1) post about 999th gang im ashamed

anw lemme expand some more

od does not want to get along with knw. it makes the poor guy cry. one day he sends od to school and is all like "bully him and you die" to the other guys. luv to see it

uriel dresses him up almost every day!!

ljh has taken it a personal mission to spend her gym time with him much to knw's chagrin bcs he thinks he still has a chance (maybe maybe not). ljh also begs sp to teach her to cook at half his level

lhs's big wide strong shoulders are od's favorite seat tyvm

od is plagued by nightmares (this is very important to me) sp notices and is like "do you want me to hold your hand as you sleep/sleep on my lap" (yada yada yada you get the point) and od cant stop his mouth in time from telling him that sp-ahjussi (yes od canonically calls sp ahjussi btw) is at the same age (physically) as his dad or smth and sp is like *fingersnap* *kidifies himself* (<- this is also very important to me) needless to say it does wonders to od's nightmares

#ask #orv #secretive plotter #oldest dream #999th gang

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cupiohearts · 1 year

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hii! can i request for eli jang? i was thinking about this cute scenario where the reader is doing her skincare routine on him.. anw thank you nd i luv ur writings <3

DANCING IN THE SHOWERS ! - eli jang

eli jang. gender neutral.

it was night time and this would normally be around the time eli comes home from his gang leader duties. the most unfortunate part about being in a relationship with eli jang was the fact that he leaves abruptly in the mornings hours before school should start and doesnt return for either a day or weeks at a time.

you pouted on your bed. you blame the workers for overworking your boyfriend to the bone.

"now is not the time to mope around y/n!" you told yourself, slapping your cheeks to get your head together. you suddenly recalled a speaker set that you had bought ages ago for a party you wanted to host.

it got cancelled because all of eli's friends were gangsters or dead. moodkiller.

you leapt out of your bed walking to the closet where it was held. plugging it into your phone you scrolled through the thousands of playlists you have for different scenarios till you found the right one.

girl's night + eli !!

it was meant for days where you and sally get to go on dates together at your house and have fun while the boys are out. eli always happens to be there somehow so you incorporated his name there as well.

clicking play, the song blasted out of the speakers while you got yourself a bath ready.

it might've been your bad spacial awareness or the fact that the bath running and the music were too loud either way you didnt hear eli get back to the house.

it was strange at first.

eli had come back to the house with his hair ruffled up after pummeling street thugs, and several impurities on his face to a house with your led lights flashing rainbow and he could hear the sweet lyrics of-

"california girls we're unforgettable. daisy dukes bikinis on top!~"

he opened the door with caution. he was very confused when he didn't see black out drunk people on the couch, not did anyone at all.

"y/n? i'm home!" eli panicked when he didn't hear your voice. (mind you california girls is still playing in the background so it took away the horror factor).

when he came closer to your bedroom he could hear you humming inside. opening the door he nearly had a heart attack.

there was a green alien inside of his house and it was a code red.

you widened your eyes when you saw eli at the door and when he running towards you with a bag in hand resdy to jump you.

"WAIT WAIT WAIT! ELI IT'S ME" you screamed in terror with your hand lifted to cover your face. visibily confused eli had lowered the bag in hand but still cautiously gripped onto it tightly.

"so i shouldn't believe there is an alien inside of my house that kidnapped my partner?"

"oh my sweet boy... you've grown up too stupid the times we arent together" you shook your head at your boyfriend.

you explained to eli what was on your face. even taking the opportunity to use some on his face. you gasped midway on doing his face.

"eli what in the world happened to your gorgeous face!" you exclaimed. the sight of his puffed up eyes, his bruised lips, the redness on his face.

actually it was an exaggeration in your eyes it was much worse.

"i was fighting some guys, it's not a big deal." eli dismissed the topic quickly while you stood behind him with your hands on your hips.

"not a big deal isn't gonna cut it mister!"

you grabbed all of your skincare items and laid it out on the night stand. you pushed eli in the middle of the bed while you sat in front of him.

you held up your oils dedicated for skin healing at the night, the face masks being your finishing touches.

you carefully applied oil all over his cheeks squishing them while he just looked like an innocent puppy with an owner that decided that it would look better with a pink ribbon instead of none.

"this feels strange..."

"shut up eli, relax you're in the great y/n's care!" you gave him a cheeky smile and continued to apply your products on his skin.

you found that his bangs kept getting in the way of your handiwork so you went to your skincare drawer to find your matching bunny and tiger headband sets. obviously he was the bunny while you were the tiger.

"wear this pretty boy!"

the night continued like this. eli would be sitting there half of the night while you continued to have a comedic time giving his deserved spa treatment like a princess. all the same time while katy perry was singing in the background.

YOUR FAVOURITE KOTO IS BACK

thanks for the request mightve gotten to this late bc i didnt check when this was sent lmao anyways send me more this was awesome

#lookism x reader #lookism scenarios #lookism #lookism fluff #lookism eli #eli jang #eli jang x reader #eli jang fluff

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bbyquokka · 2 years

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hello! i’ve seen a couple of your writings and i think you’ll become one of my fave blogs!! may i request though? where you lost something kinda expensive that changbin gave you accidentally (like it broke if it’s a bracelet and fell or smth while u’re walking home or it got stolen) it turns into an argument (where he says u’re so dumb n careless u lost it or he shouldn’t have bought u the thing, like that) and not talking for days???? fluff ending pls :))))))))(((((((( thank you so much if u’ll write this!! have a great day and write more beautiful fics!! luv ya!!

*anw, sorry for my eng it’s not my mother tounge and i’m a fem reader using she/her pronouns*

that's so nice to hear, anon! i hope you continue to love my works! thank you for requesting; i hope this is okay and what you wanted! pls lemme know your thoughts and opinions! 💭

⌢ : ⤹ 💕 im sorry

➥ pairing: Seo Changbin x fem!reader

➥ genre: angst | fluff

➥ synopsis: your promise ring got stolen. you tell Changbin hoping he'd understand for it to turn into an argument

➥ warnings: Changbin is kind of an ass at the beginning | pet names [baby, princess, darling]

➥ words: 1.2k

➥ have a request? send it to me here. read my rules to learn about my guidelines before submitting requests

➥ m.list – ➥ ao3

"No, no no! This cannot be happening!" You frantically rummaged through your bag, hand diving in and out of your coat pocket. You turn them inside out hoping for it to fall out but only empty candy wrappers and old receipts fell on the floor.

You press your lips together in a thin line, tears falling down your cheeks slowly. You went out to do your daily chores then went to get a massage. You placed all your belongings in your locker. It wasn't until you came back home you realized your ring was missing.

It's not just any ring, it's a promise ring. One that Changbin gifted you for your birthday. It's a very expensive gift with it being decorated in real diamonds. You vowed to protect it with your whole life – until now.

You know you wouldn't have misplaced it so the only logical explanation could be that it's been stolen. Should you tell changbin? You could lie and make up an excuse. However, that wouldn't work – Changbin knows you too well.

Taking a deep breath, you sat on the sofa to calm your nerves and anxiety. You have to tell Changbin, you cannot lie to him. He'll be more upset if you kept it a secret from him so it's best that you're just honest with him.

Speaking of the devil, a happy looking Changbin walks into your shared apartment, a smile plastered on his lips as he walks towards you with a bounce in his step.

"Hello baby." He spoke cheerfully. You gave him a weak smile, standing up and taking a deep breath. Changbin furrowed his brows together, noticing something was wrong.

"Binnie… I have something to tell you."

"What is it, babe?"

"The promise ring." You close your eyes, swallowing thickly before looking at him as tears fall down your cheeks. "I lost it."

The colour drained from Changbin's face, anger slowly rising to the surface. He looks at your hands, noticing your ring finger bare. You bite your bottom lip nervously, watching Changbin look at you, then your finger and back at you again.

"How can you be so careless?!" He snaps. You jump in shock, eyes widening a little.

"I-"

"Do you know how much that cost me?!" Changbin cuts you off, hands flailing everywhere.

"I didn't lose it on purpose!"

"How am I supposed to know that?! I know you're misplace a lot of things y/n, but I at least thought you'd be a bit more careful with this!" You glare at him, the air around you both becoming thick with tensions and emotions.

"Do you really think I would lose something that's so precious to me Changbin?" You spat. Changbin shrugs his shoulders

"I dunno. Maybe. You seem to not care about it that much to lose it. I can't believe you can be this stupid!" Changbin ran his fingers through his hair, his words going straight to your heart, breaking it slowly.

"I. Didn't. Lose. It!! It got fucking stolen when I went for my massage!" You scream, face heating up. Changbin looks at you, his anger slowly subsiding.

"Wait, it got stolen?" His voice was much calmer but you, on the other hand, wasn't.

"I can't believe you would think so little of me! You really believed I would be as careless as to lose something that's so precious to me!" Hot tears streaming down your cheeks. Changbin walks towards you, arms extended out for a hug. You take a step back, hastily wiping your cheeks with the back of your hand.

"y/n, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking…"

"Of course you fucking wasn't. I mean, why would you, huh? Clearly the ring meant that much to you because you wouldn't have said all that shit to me. It hurts Changbin! it hurts to think that the man I love thought that about me."

"Darling, i-" You hold your hand up, cutting him off as you sniff.

"Save it. I don't want to hear your lame excuse. I'm going to stay at a friend's for a few days, give you a chance to cool off and possibly rethink your opinions about me because clearly you need to, Seo Changbin." You spoke, words laced with venom which made Changbin which a little.

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It has been a few days since your bust up with changbin. Your ring never got found even though you reported it to the police and made the massage parlor know that something got stolen. You decided to give up hope on it being returned to you, you wouldn't be surprised if whoever stole it resold it for cheap.

Changbin had been calling and texting you non-stop, which you ignored. You need him to learn his lesson in that he cannot go around saying whatever he pleases about you. He needed to learn that words hurt.

A ring of the doorbell was brought to your attention. Standing from the couch, you walk towards it, peeping through the peephole. You sigh softly, opening the door.

"Hi.." Changbin whispers, a small, sad smile on his face. You look at him, not saying a single word. "Can we talk?"

You step to the side to allow him in, closing the door behind him. You walked to the living area with Changbin trailing behind you like a child that just got into serious trouble from their parents.

"What do you want?" You ask, words holding no emotions. Changbin held up a single rose, to which you rolled your eyes. Not wanting to give up, he places the rose on the coffee table before approaching you.

"Princess, I'm so deeply sorry.." You hum, keeping your arms folded.

"Sorry for what?" You want to see if he had learnt his lesson and that he wasn't just saying sorry for the sake of it.

"Sorry for assuming. Sorry for judging you. I don't think that about you at all! I just –" A deep sigh left his lips, hands running through his curls. "I saw red and once the words came out, I couldn't stop them. No matter how bad it sounded."

"It hurts me Changbin. I thought you love me." You unfolded your arms allowing Changbin to gently hold your hand.

"I do! I love you so much! You're the most precious and beautiful woman on this planet y/n! I cannot live without you. These past days have been hell for me…" Tears fill up his eyes, making them glossy. You couldn't help but feel for him, your heart breaking as you watched them fall down his cheeks.

"Please forgive me, y/n… I understand now that it's all just material things and I don't care about that. What I care about is you. You're all that matters to me and I cannot live without you in my life. My life is meaningless without you, princess…"

"Binnie…" You whimper, stroking away his tears. He leans into the palm of your hand, kissing it gently.

"Come home, y/n. I need you so much and I swear! This will never happen again. I promise you I will be more thoughtful in the things I say!"

You gently peck his lips, heart thumping against your rib cage. You can't deny that you have also missed Changbin. He is your life and soul and you have never been apart for this long before. It's been killing you just as much as it has killed him. You had to be strong though for him to learn.

Good things come to those who wait.

"Promise?" You whisper against his lips.

"Cross my heart."

tags: @chaneomma | @purple-belle

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