#ballbuster au

[wisteriasymphony]

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[fairyofjaeyun]

s j y ➳ stupid puppy ꨄ

[3:17] now playing: maneater - nelly furtado

[warning] punishment, edging, choking, puppy kink, ma’am kink, degrading, hair pulling, mention of a safeword, very light and very brief cbt/ballbusting, footjob, mommy kink, facesitting, unprotected sex (this is fiction please use protection irl), cumplay/cumeating, jake and jay having terrible communication skills, lowkey fuckboy!jake, college au (ft. jay and heeseung)

1st person // 3.9k words // pt.2 // pt.3

[a/n] here it is, what you’ve all been waiting for! enjoy because I certainly did writing this ;)

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jake sim. he was quite the topic around campus. usually for his good looks or his enchanting accent. although, due to our polar opposite schedules and the colossal size of the campus, we never crossed paths.

at least not physically. his name floats out of jay’s mouth quite often around me, and I’m sure jake could say the same about mine. I’m not sure what jay was plotting—he never brought up heeseung’s or jungwon’s name as randomly, even though I’ve met them—but he wasn’t doing a fantastic job at being mysterious about it.

“you know, jake is such a messy roommate,” said jay after taking a quick sip of his coffee. randomly. frequently jay crashes at jake’s apartment in order to help him separate his college life and his personal life. and to also get away from heeseung, his dorm mate. “that reminds me, he invited me to his apartment this weekend and I was wondering if you’d like to come?”

see what I mean?

I watch him take another sip of coffee through the thin, black straw, his eyes slightly squinting from the sunshine pouring on us as we sat outside the coffee shop. finally, I said, “why though? I’ve never even met him and I don’t want to intrude on your bro time.”

jay rolls his eyes and I can’t help but chuckle. “we have bro time all the time. I just thought that maybe, y’know, since you haven’t gone out much recently and—“ he takes one good look at my quizzical state and his bullshit is derailed. “OH FINE! jake really wants to meet you. there!” he leans back and folds his arms, defeatedly.

“what?” is the first thing I say before I could even think. “why didn’t you just tell me straight up?” again, I laugh, because it all seemed so childish. as if we were passing notes with yes and no checkboxes.

“well…” jay starts, twisting his face a little, which starts to worry me. “he’s a bit shy.”

another lie. one so bad that I nearly wheezed. “shy?” I said through my laughter. “jake sim, shy? we both know that jake has no problem approaching anybody, especially women.” jake isn’t exactly a fuckboy, or at least that’s what I’ve heard, but he’s known to be a huge flirt. always unnecessarily brushing back that silky brown hair of his and licking those plump lips. I don’t know, but that sounds like fuckboy behavior to me.

extra defeated, jay sighs, “y/n, just come. I mean it’s not like you got anything better to do.” I honestly couldn’t argue with him there. I don’t consider myself a homebody but my bed is pretty comfy, especially on the weekends.

I groaned and finally surrendered, “ugh, fine!”

jay says nothing, just smiles and sips victoriously at his damn coffee.

 ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ 

now I don’t want to say that I was nervous meeting jake—THE y/n obviously never gets nervous—but my hands were a little sweaty and my leg was bouncing pretty much throughout most of the car ride. I know jay noticed, but he didn’t dare say anything. he knew I’d give him a mouthful.

luckily (or maybe not), the ride wasn’t long at all. my guess was around 15 minutes. however, time is an illusion and felt both like 5 minutes and 5 hours, especially since jay didn’t say much. he let the music, and the gps lady who kept rudely interrupting, do all the talking.

he doesn’t say anything until we’ve pulled up in front of jake’s apartment building. “we’re here,” he says while pulling the gearshift to park. if I was in my normal headspace I’d say something snappy like ‘obviously’ or ‘no shit,’ but my mind was too preoccupied with jake. I tried to piece together all the information that I knew about him, either from jay or others—his luscious dark brown hair that remained perfect even after he combed his hands through it a dozen times, perfect glass skin that shined in all the right places, plump lips that were often wet from his constant licking, his kind and compassionate heart that contradicted his flirty exterior. I tried to piece all of that together to make a face, a body, a person, but my mind’s eye could have never guessed who he truly was.

I follow jay out the car and I noticed that he seemed just as nervous as me as he nearly fumbled his keys when trying to lock his car. I let out a laugh that quickly lifts the tension and brings us back to our goofy selves. “you saw nothing.”

I let jay lead the way towards the building and up the two flights of stairs until he stops at the black door on the far right, and three knocks later I finally see him.

The first thing I notice, which might be cheesy as fuck, is his smile. it was so bright and pure, like he was genuinely happy to see us, and his sparkly eyes confirmed that. then, I see that his hair isn’t as dark as I pictured it. it had more of a reddish tone and reminded me of a rusted penny. he wore a white shirt with a dark blue button up over it that looked to be made of denim. and before I get the chance to look at his pants he says, “hey,” in that thick aussie accent. it felt weird to actually hear it in person. jay greets him back and I wave, and even though I didn’t speak his attention turned towards me. It seemed that he was doing the same thing I was a moment ago, analyzing me.

in order not to come off as creepy or awkward, I assume, jake steps aside from the door and invites us in. from first glance, jake didn’t seem as messy as jay swore he was. I was half-expecting clothes and empty cans to be all over the place but the living room was nearly sparkling.

once again, before my mind could completely process everything, jake steps in front of me and extends his hand towards me. “it’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m jake.” oh, trust me. I know.

I laugh. not just because of his adorable smile that crinkled his eyes and smile lines, but also because he greeted me as if I was the queen of england or something. “y/n,” I reply and shake his hand firmly. his hands were soft. not alarmingly soft, but enough to know that he took care of himself.

after I let go, jake then motions that same arm towards the living room area and says, “make yourself at home.” don’t mind if I do I think to myself as I head for the decent sized leather couch. in front of it was a small glass coffee table that had the tv remote and a couple empty red solo cups. the tv, which I guessed to be about 40 inches, was mounted on the wall.

“would you like something to drink?” jake asks me as he collects the empty cups, his ears noticeably red. “we got lemonade, coke, water,” he adds, and I go with lemonade and jay requests a coke before plopping down next to me.

then rest of the day carried on like normal. seriously. the awkwardness literally faded away from there on out. we talked and joked as if we’ve been hanging out forever.

in all honesty, I was half-expecting for jake to make a move, but he didn’t. whether it was because jay was there or because I was already over analyzing how he felt about me, I’m not sure.

I would get my answer soon enough, though.

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fast forward a couple weeks later, jake and I have been texting each other pretty much on a daily basis. since it’s been finals season in addition to having completely different schedules, we hadn’t had the opportunity to hang out again until today.

now you might be wondering if I’ve forgotten or shoved aside that whole weird wingman act jay did that had me meet jake in the first place. absolutely not. I went along with it, trying to act oblivious.

jake wasn’t flirty in the very beginning, he waited to about a week after meeting to call me pretty. week two he got adventurous and called me baby and princess, which I shut down immediately by telling him that those names won’t charm me and he’s going to have to do better than that. to which he replied, “yes, ma’am,” which I’ll admit did make my stomach flutter a bit. just a little bit tho.

I debated with myself if I was going to tell him that I’m dominant. he does a great job of coming off as dominant as possible and it’s quite fun to act dumb, but on the other hand I can’t help imagining him on his knees, looking up at me and saying ‘yes, ma’am’ to my every command.

by the time the day had come for us to hang out at jake’s apartment again, I had made my mind. that same bright smile he gave me as he opened the door only confirmed my decision.

his outfit today was very simple and cozy; a beige hoodie with black jeans, and he looked nice. his hair was still parted in the middle and looked a tad longer than it was last time I saw him. his bangs were now well past his eyebrows.

“hey, you look great,” I haven’t even gone past the door and he’s already complimenting me, as he should though because he wasn’t wrong. I was wearing a dark red cami with black lace underneath a black zip up hoodie and with black jeans. I also put on black eyeliner and a dark red lip stain to put it all together.

“why, thank you,” I said coyly, waving my hand at him. he chuckles and invites me in. I kick off my shoes and scanned around the living room for jay but he was nowhere to be found. “is jay not here yet?” I ask, and jake hesitates for a slight moment.

“oh nahhh,” he says. “he had last minute work to catch up on.”

‘then why didn’t he tell me?’ is what I wanted to say, but again, I acted oblivious. “ah, what a shame.”

“yeah, but don’t worry, we’ll have just as much fun. you hungry?”

“starving.”

i followed him into the kitchen as he lists the numerous snacks he had, including his secret stash he kept hidden from jay or any other of his friends who come over. “then maybe we can order something,” he adds after he realizes he didn’t have anything that could pass for a meal.

“sounds good. I’ll take a rice krispy.” he throws me a m&m rice krispy treat, then pulls up a delivery app on his phone. we settle on a local mexican restaurant and once he orders it and tells me it will arrive in an hour, I start my attack. “y’know,” I start, then crumple the left over wrapper and toss it in the bin. “I feel like you’re not telling me something.”

his adam’s apple jumps. “w-what do you mean?”

“I played dumb, but I noticed jay trying to get us together, you flirting with me. I bet jay doesn’t even have any work to do right now.”

by now his face is flushed and I could practically see him trying to scrabble his mind for excuses. “I-” he starts, and I walk closer to him, trapping him between me and the kitchen counter.

“you what?” I challenge, staring him down.

“I was interested in you but,” he pauses and his eyes flicker, “I found out about your… type, and I wanted to see if I could, I guess, change it? heeseung told me.” heeseung.

my mind instantly goes back to the night I snuck him on my bed. his face against my pillow and his bare back arched towards me as I pounded him. his back muscles tensed everytime I hit his spot, and he barely tried to lower his girlish moans and whimpers or his constant ‘oh yes’s and ‘oh fuck’s.’

then I start to become furious. “do you know how silly that sounds?” I ask, rhetorically. “you really thought you could change me, dominate me, but look at you. you look like a sorry puppy.”

I knew that set something off inside of him. I didn’t know what it was at the time, but I saw what I know recognize as lust start to pool in his eyes and his jaw go slack. then he swallows and finally says, “I’m sorry.” and before I could shit on his lousy apology he adds, “I’m really sorry. I should of never tried to change you, you just ended up changing me.”

I raised my eyebrow at him because I had no idea what he meant by that. but then he grabs my wrist and guides my hand to his neck. momentarily, I let my hand hang loosely around him as I get over the initial shock. however, it doesn’t take too long for me to start squeezing and jake throws his back and let’s his eyes close.

“look at you,” I chuckle darkly, “I bet you planned to have me bent over, but here I am choking you, and you like it.” he moans, and I choke him harder.

I then let my hand palm his jeans. he moans and raises his hips to meet my hand. I rub my fingers along his boner and my other hand releases his neck. he takes a deep inhale and then watches me tease him.

“please,” he whines, raising his hips again.

“do you really think you deserve it?” I asked, coldly.

“no ma’am. I’ve been a bad puppy.”

my eyes widen, instantly. never would I have thought that jake sim would ever say anything like that, and by the looks of his flushed cheeks and nervous eyes, I could tell he didn’t either.

I smirk and place my arms on the counter behind him, now leaning against his body. he whimpers as his dick rubs against my thigh and he’s basically begging for me with those puppy eyes of his, but I don’t plan to give him any release anytime soon. “then you should be punished,” I say, lowly.

to which he replies, “yes, ma’am. punish me,” in the most desperate tone I’ve ever heard. I push myself back off the counter and pull him by one of his belt straps. “where to?”

he leads me to his bedroom, which is pretty basic. he had white wooden furniture and the only decorations I could see where pictures of his family and his dog, but I didn’t look around long at all. once I closed the door I commanded him to strip. he does so with ease, although his hands were noticeably shaky. he starts with his hoodie, which coincidentally has no shirt underneath. his abdomen and arms are perfectly toned, a perfect canvas for some marks. next, he slides his jeans and briefs down his legs in a quick motion, and when he straightens up his dick is standing tall. precum is oozing and dripping down his red tip, and his shaft is thick and veiny.

“you look so good,” I compliment him. “too bad you’ve been a naughty puppy. on your knees.” jake doesn’t question me and does as he’s told. he sits on his feet and places his hands on his thighs on either side of his leaking cock. he looks up with those charming eyes, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

“don’t be too mean,” he whines, using his best puppy eyes to persuade me.

unfortunately, it doesn’t work for him. “bit too late for that now. safeword?” I ask him and it only takes him a second to come up with one, “soccer.”

I unzipped my hoodie and threw it on the edge of his bed. the heat from my stomach and my core was becoming too much and I could already feel my underwear getting soaked, yet I kept the rest of my clothes on for the time being. jake still needed to be broken.

I grab a fistful of his soft hair and yank his head upward, earning a hiss and small whine in response. he liked that. a deep groan confirms it after another experimental tug. “who would’ve thought you were such a painslut,” I smirk, and it seems like jake almost shrinks in embarrassment. “what would jay and heeseung think? I wonder if you made a bet with either of them.”

immediately, he shakes his head the best he could with my fingers still tangled in his hair, “no, ma’am. there was no bet. I just wanted you so bad.” his confession takes me a little by surprise. I never thought he’d be so needy. turns out under that fuckboy persona of his, he was just a desperate slut. how cute.

“well, you’re going to have to work for me.” I remove my hand from his hair and place it on his cheek. “now be a good puppy.” after another cute ‘yes ma’am,’ I step back and return my gaze onto his neglected boner. he’s done a great job keeping his hands off so I lift my foot and rub his swollen tip against my sock. jake moans and ruts his hips against me. I lightly kick his shaft as a warning, “sit still.” he yelps and bites his lip. his hands are now fists on top of his thighs as he fights the urge to grind against my foot.

I continue teasing his dick until I feel his precum leaking through my sock. meanwhile, jake is making all kind of unholy noises and eventually leans back on his palms so I could tease his whole length and his balls. “please, please, please,” he begs to no avail. it just results in me ordering him to take off my now stained socks.

then I figured it was time to move onto his bed. my desire to straddle him was growing by the second. as he gets on his bed, I strip off my jeans and let them sit near my socks on the floor. my panties were now completely soaked with a huge wet patch (which wasn’t as noticeable since the panties I wore today were black). I catch jake staring at them as I climb next him, quickly swiping his tongue along his lips, which urges me to kiss him. his lips are so hungry and practically chase mine as I slide my hand down his chest. his body is hot to touch and I feel the swear start to form on his skin as he tenses up from my touch.

his eyes are still closed when I pull away, wanting more. I turn my attention back towards his dick and finally I wrap my hand around it. he’s still dripping with precum and I gather it all up by rubbing my thumb over his slit. he’s so close, he’s basically moaning in my ear. more desperate pleas leave his chewed lips as I rub his slit. I silence him by bringing my wet thumb to his mouth. he gladly parts his lips and let’s his tongue lap at his juices with half-lidded eyes. “there you go,” I praise.

at this point, my insides were melting because of how turned on I was. I needed to be on top of him now, and that’s exactly what I did next. I balanced myself on his shoulders and lean down for another quick kiss on his lips then trailing off to his jaw and his neck. jake shivers beneath me and grabs onto my hips. he’s so sensitive throughout his neck and each nibble of my teeth has him squirming and begging.

after leaving one good hickey and faint lipstick stains on the side of his neck, just below his ear, I scoot up and hover my core over his mouth. my thighs, which both had streaks of my essence dripping down them, straddled his head. jake looks at my wet panties, ripping them apart with his eyes before presenting his tongue. he licks a quick stripe as soon as I lower myself onto him, collecting all the liquid that threatened to drip onto his chin. I let myself sigh as he gives a few more puppy licks and grab hold of his hair. “you taste so good,” he moans, and then I completely sit on his face.

my eyes naturally close and my head is thrown back as he sucks my underwear dry, occasionally humming and sending vibrations throughout my pussy. “yeah that’s it,” I groan, slowly grinding my hips on his tongue, “use that tongue of yours, puppy.” he has a few more laps before I lift myself off of his face. jake whines in protest, and with his small pout I was almost expecting him to pull me back down.

instead, he cries, “please can I cum? please, please, please. it hurts so bad.” I could see the tears threatening to spill from his glossy eyes.

“hmm,” I tap my chin, “maybe if you beg some more I’ll let you.”

“please, please, please, mommy! I need you to touch me and make me cum so bad. I’ll be a good puppy, I promise.”

him calling me mommy nearly made me go feral. I was holding myself back this whole time for the sake of his punishment, and now I needed him as much as he needed me. so I tossed my panties, shirt, and bra aside and pulled jake’s cock towards my entrance. we both moan as I sink down onto him. he stretches my walls so nicely.

“fuck, mommy, you feel so good,” he curses when I start riding him. my pace is moderate, switching between me bouncing and grinding on his cock. my walls grip onto him, making him moan and curse even more. “yes, mommy. fuck me.”

his hands reattach themselves onto my hips. his face is now completely fucked out—his eyes half-lidded, his jaw slack and consistently releasing loud moans, his hair sticking to the sweat that’s accumulated on his forehead. I was honestly surprised he lasted as long as he did.

“mommy can I cum on you, please? I’ll clean it up, mommy. please.”

“go ahead, puppy. cum for mommy,” i say as I get off his dick. pearly white rope instantly shoots out from his slit and onto my stomach and chest. as promised, jake gathers his cum on my stomach with his fingers and sucks them clean, then licks the cum off my chest, sneaking a small suck on my nipple.

we collapsed next to each other afterwards, gathering our breaths and our thoughts before going to clean ourselves up. jake thanks me after he hands me a bottled water. although I wasn’t exactly sure what he was thanking me for, I still respond with “of course.”

briefly, I worried that things would be awkward between us. considering that jake only said he was attracted to me and didn’t specify if he had any romantic feelings for me, I half-expected him to treat me like a one night stand. however, he was sweet and offered to keep me in his bed to rest and that’s where we ate our mexican food when it shortly arrived afterwards before cuddling the rest of the night.

I had no idea what was next for us—a relationship, a friends with benefits arrangement, or maybe this really was just a one night stand. at that moment, I was content with either of those.

all I was certain of is that the next person I was punishing was jay.

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[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

A = Angst | F = Fluff | S = Suggestive | M = Mature | C = Crack | 🤍 = Author's Fav

♡ ӄɨʍ ɦօռɢʝօօռɢ ♡ 김홍중

Their Unfortunate Fate [A] [F] {Werewolf AU} :

▪️[Part One]▪️[Part Two]▪️[Part Three]

Yandere! Hongjoong analysis [A] [M]

Angst reaction [Pirate Au]

♡ ρα૨ҡ รεσɳɠɦωα ♡ 박성화

Yandere! Seonghwa analysis [A] [M]

M-Mommy [M] {Yandere!au}

When you surprise him with flowers [F] 🤍

Realising how much you love Hwa

I Can Make it right Masterlist [on going] 🤍

Pussy eating w/ Mommy Hwa

Basically a drabble about Seonghwa's tongue technology

"Behave Little Girl"

ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴏʙᴇᴅɪᴇɴᴛ, ꜱᴏ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴏʙᴇᴅɪᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ɢʀᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ.

Seonghwa & Overstimulation [part of the kinkmas series]

Drabble #1 [ft.wooyoung]

♡ ҡαɳɠ ყεσรαɳɠ ♡ 강여상

Yandere! Yeosang analysis [A] [S]

♡ ʝɛօռɢ ʏʊռɦօ ♡ 정윤호

Yandere! Yunho analysis [A] [M]

When he catches you masturbating [M]

[7:50] [M]

Angst reaction w/ Mingi

♡ ૮ɦσเ รαɳ ♡ 최산

Bratty Babyboy [M]

Yandere! San analysis [S] [A]

Pretty girl

ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱᴀɴ ɢɪᴠᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ɢɪꜰᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ

♡ รσɳɠ ɱเɳɠเ ♡ 송민기

Waking him up with a blowjob [M]

Angst reaction w/ Yunho

Ballbusting w/ sub! Mingi

♡ ʝʊռɢ աօօʏօʊռɢ ♡ 정우영

[8:20] [M] [Dilf!woo]

[9:20] [M] [F]

[6:50] [M]{Prompt : #20}

His Burning Desire :

[Part One] / [Part Two] / [Part Three] / [Part Four] / [Part Five]

When you flinch during an argument [A] [F] 🤍

[7:45] [M]

"Look at me, Princess" [M]

Work up your muscles, Baby [M] 🤍

ʜᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴏᴄᴜꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ ꜰᴏᴄᴜꜱ.... ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ (ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇꜰᴇɴꜱᴇ, ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅɪᴅ ʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴄᴜꜱ)

"Can I pet you, Master?" [M] 🤍

"Lure me into your darkness" [M] [sex God! Woo]

ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴀʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ʟᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴅ?

Ribbon - w/c - 2k - [M]

Free Use w/ Woo [Hc] w/c - 1k - [M]

Wooyoung & Overestimulation/Dacryphilia [part of the kinkmas series]

Drabble #1

Drabble #2 [ft.seonghwa]

Kiss and Make-up

SYNOPSIS: An argument with your husband always led to kissing and making up.

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Angst drabble #1

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When you kick them out of the bed [C] [F]

{Hyung Line} {Maknae Line}

When you ball bust them [M]

Seongjoong Reaction [M]

Size Training w/ Hyung line \ Maknae Line

When agre! S/o regresses in public [F]

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Want Mommy!

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Not how it was planned [Members present : Seonghwa, Yunho, Yeosang, Wooyoung, San]

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ....

Woosan threesome

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez masterlist #ateez smut #ateez fluff #ateez angst #hongjoong #hongjoong smut #seonghwa #seonghwa smut #yunho #yunho smut #yeosang #yeosang smut #san #san smut #mingi #mingi smut #wooyoung #wooyoung smut #ateez x reader #ateez x reader smut

[binahs-sinbin]

Rules + masterlist (wip)

Hello! My my name(s) is Binah/Lexxy/Roxxy/Jester/Eclipse/Cosmo/Aurora

My birthday is 10/31!

Current character limit in request: 4-5

When making requests please specify if you want a ficlet or hcs!

Fandoms I write for

Black Butler

Twisted Wonderland

Obey me

What in hell is bad?

Blush Blush

Crush Crush

Full metal alchemist/ Brotherhood

Rules

No scat, vore, ageplay,

I don’t write for readers with a penise, so no amab readers

I will only accept DOM reader request, I’ll occasionally write sub reader stuff when the thought provokes it but primarily I only want/like to write dom reader stuff bc trauma :’)

No nsft of minors, characters will be aged up to at least 18

Breathe play on reader

Kinks I write for, please note I do extreme kinks: (you can ask if there’s a kink you don’t see but want added)

CBT

Bondage

Pact play

BDSM

Torture/interrogation kink

Role play

Piss play

Anal (minus oral anal/only ok with reader receiving anallings)

Orgasm control (overstimulation, ruined orgasm, edging, etc)

Ballbusting

Whipping

Pain play

Drunk/high sex

Monster Fucking

Forced/dubcon

Exhibition/voyerism

Somnophilia

Dracylphilia

Breathe play

Pet play

Primal kink

Scent kink

Forced masterbation

Au rules!!

Masterlist for hcs

Twisted Wonderland

#rules #masterlist

[ask-the-heroic-cinnamon-roll]

@expertly-handled-arson

The outside was blanketed in snow, more than it had been all year, and he felt child-like excitement bubbling up. He spotted Bakugo outside as well while scouting what could be a good place for a snowman and he attention left it right away as he threw on a coat and gloves haphazardly. Deku ran around the side where the blond wouldn’t see him before burying himself in the snow until he was fully hidden before shouting. “Kaaaachan! You suck eggs!” Once the other got close he planned on springing out and starting a snow fight.

#not part of the ballbust au XD #figured he could use a break #lol

[auspicious-goblin]

okay, you know, you just know my itafushi brainrot is bad with this plot bunny, but I have to dump it somewhere: LEGALLY BLONDE AU Listen. Listen to meeee listen. Frat boy Yuuji. Dating accomplished Nobara. He’s in love, he’s smitten. But she needs someone ~serious~. Someone who doesn’t do handstands on kegs, wear backwards hats, or have an aversion to shirts.  He’s heartbroken. He cries. But Yuuji can get into law school, he thinks! He’s a division one athlete! Frat King! 4.0 in athletic management! HE CAN WIN HER BACK! And fuck yeah, he manages to get a 179 on his LSATS with the help of his bros, and they record a KILLER video essay that includes ample parkour. So what if he has pink hair? So what if he’s ripped?! AND HE GETS ACCEPTED!! But UGH, Nobara is already engaged to her prep school sweetheart, Maki!! And Yuuji gets stuck with this ballbuster professor named Shoko who kicks him out of his first lecture! Though after a rough first day, this really cute guy wearing too much beige gives him a heads up on what each professor is like. He’s encouraged, too, by a flamboyant, blue-eyed beautician at the nearest nail salon, who has a thing for the blond UPS delivery guy who wears, inexplicably, a spotted tie.  Yuuji has the unfortunate luck of meeting beige boy mceyelashes again in line at the nearest tech store, buying a laptop, getting serious--but also wearing a shameless Magic Mike costume. Because Maki told him that this ritzy party was a Halloween party!! The nerve!!! But it’s okay, because he finds out this guy’s name is Megumi. He’s a law student, too. And Yuuji just might be good enough for him. 

#WHO AM I #WHAT IS THIS #WHY #IM SORRY #i spent too much time writing this so im hitting that post button #with mild regret #jujutsu kaisen #itafushi #plot bunny #legally blonde au #legally pink #law student megumi would be *chefs kiss*

[litwitlady]

From Send Me Home (the baseball au - still a very rough draft):

The first thing he notices are the six guitars - three held firmly in their stands, two on the floor, and one in Alex Manes’ lap. The second thing he notices are Alex’s hands - the largeness of them and the way they dwarf his narrow wrists. Their dexterity as he runs his long fingers over the thick strings. The neatly trimmed nails and the hint of perfectly formed calluses on his fingertips. Michael’s so focused on the way they move he doesn’t notice the two suits leave and he almost doesn’t hear Alex speak.

‘Sorry you had to come alone.’ Alex sets the black acoustic guitar aside and stands up off the leather sofa. ‘I get anxious before shows sometimes. But I wanted to meet you since you’re the whole reason I’m here.’ He holds out his hand to Michael.

Rarely in his thirty years has Michael ever been speechless. But when he takes Alex’s hand the only words he can manage are a scratchy hello and a garbled attempt at clearing his throat. Alex smiles and turns behind him to grab Michael a bottle of water. ‘It’s my favorite brand. Helps with my throat and my voice. My manager thinks it’s all in my head. Says it’s just water.’ Alex shrugs.

He looks down at the bottle. ‘Imported from Malaysia. Fancy.’ Of course the first words he finds are sarcastic. He twists the cap off and downs half the water in just two gulps. ‘Sorry. Don’t mean to be a shit. All of this,’ he motions at Alex and the guitars, ‘has just caught me off guard. Thanks for the water.’

‘Right. The surprise. I hate surprises myself so it’s okay if you’re less than thrilled.’ Alex sits back down on the sofa and gestures to the cushion next to him. Michael reluctantly joins him but takes extra special care to leave enough distance that another person could easily fit between them. ‘Your sister was a bit of ballbuster on the phone.’

Michael sighs and rolls his eyes. ‘Of course you talked to Isobel.’

Alex laughs softly. ‘She’s friends with my manager’s wife. You all went to high school together apparently. Kate Cameron? Or Kate Long before she got married, I think.’

‘Sure. Kate Long. Hard to forget the Longs. Richest family in Roswell.’ Michael drinks more of his water and wonders if enough time has passed that excusing himself to run back to the clubhouse would be appropriate. He doubts it. Clearing his throat again, he asks, ‘Do you like baseball or did my sister have to bribe you with something. I at least hope you’re getting paid.’

Michael swears Alex blushes. He definitely diverts his gaze. ‘I hate baseball. Well, I don’t actually know enough about baseball to hate it. So more like deep ambivalence.’

‘Okay. It sucks that Isobel made you feel obligated to drive all the way down here.’ He stands more abruptly than he means to, but with every word out of Alex’s mouth he grows angrier and angrier at his sister. Plus, the temperature in the room keeps rising and he’s starting to sweat. ‘I should go. I really don’t want to bother you and sorry about Isobel. Maybe don’t take her phone calls from now on.’

#three strikes - the tentative cheesy baseball title #send me home - the real title #brooke attempts nanowrimo #six sentence sunday #my wip #my writing #malex #malex fic

[welllpthisishappening]

Happy Holidays! I'm dropping into some of my fave creator's ask boxes and encouraging them to Spread the Cheer by Sharing What You Created This Year! Before a new year starts, take some time to reflect on the things you wrote or created to bless the fandom this past year. Remind us all of the awesomeness you put out there in 2019, and feel free to tease us with things to come in 2020! Then pass this along to your faves, so they can share in the fun!

Oh my goodness anon, you are a delight! This is incredibly sweet and you are incredibly sweet and I’d like to apologize in advance because you can’t put read mores on asks and this is going to get a little long. Alright, here we go:

Multi-Chapters

All the Subliminal Things: Teen, 24K, Soulmates & Modern AU

All Was Golden in the Sky: Mature, 247K, Magic, New York City, not really the Modern AU it claims to be

The Period of the Long Change: Mature, 124K, Another Blue Line story in which Killian gets hurt, Emma gets stressed out and they kiss in public places

One-Shots: the Modern AU Versions

Pulling Your Punches: Boxing AU with unintentional secret dating and a copious amount of Star Wars references

A Very Noble Quest: Emma finds Killian’s car on the side of the road in a snowstorm, confusion ensues

More Famous Than a Yankee Can: Baseball AU, long-lost friends Emma and Killian meet again…while he’s playing right field in Yankee Stadium

What Used to Be Limes: Hockey AU, Disaster Rookie Killian Jones goes through his first year with the Rangers while not-so-secretly being in love with his best friend

Hitting Against the Shift: Mary Margaret is sick, so Emma begrudgingly joins the Storybrooke baseball rec league and has thoughts about Killian in baseball pants

Marking Up: Lacrosse AU, Emma and Killian’s friends set them up on a dating app & Emma has no idea there is professional lacrosse

A Rooting Interest: Hockey AU, Emma does Ruby a favor working the bar only to meet a nice guy who leaves a very surprising tip. Hockey tickets

One-Shots: the Canon Versions

Holding On: Emma loops her arm through Killian’s a lot when they walk. That’s it. That’s what this is about. 

Four Eyes: Hope needs glasses, which leads to Killian needing glasses, which leads to Emma having thoughts about her husband in glasses

Two-Shots

Have Your Cake [And Eat It Too]: Out of the Frying Pan, a copious amount of Captain Charming Swan family feelings and Kitchen Stadium competition

An American Haunting: Modern AU, Emma and Killian are historical reenactors at Colonial Williamsburg and there are…ghosts  

Christmas!

In the Air, There’s a Feeling of Christmas: The Festive Fic Prompt a Thon

Blue Line One-Shots

Practicing Trick Shots || Waiting for Puck Drop || Of Babies and Hockey Mascots || According to Sources || [Always] A Boast or Brag || The Pocket Square Incident || The City Championship || On the Road || Matt and Roland Pre-Season || An Unusual Redirect || Playing a Little Extra Defense || Game Show Antics || Pointed Opinions || The Fine Art of Going Viral || For the Hits || Matt’s First Game || Introducing Gritty || Welcome to the World, Peggy Jones || Of Hockey Thighs & Poorly Sized Jeans || Winter Classic 

Tumblr-Only Nonsense

Modern AU’s

Pace of Play (baseball!AU) || Out of the Frying Pan Kissing || Ballbusters (baseball!AU) || Puppy Love (baseball!AU) || The Rivalry (baseball!AU) || The One Where They Elope (baseball!AU) 

Canon

A Change in Plans (Canon, Future) || I Would Sing You to Sleep (Canon, Killian & Milah Underworld) || Quite Where to Start (Canon, post-Jekyll)

Tumblr Prompts

Move In Just a Little Bit Closer || Friends With Benefits || Baseball Pants || Reunion Kisses || Best-Friend Feelings || Shouting Feelings || High School Reunion || Cooking in Canon || A Little Jealous || Fake Dating Prompt || Heart Sharing || Unexpected Kisses || Kiss Cam || More Out of the Frying Pan Kissing || Canon Injury || Borrowing Clothes || Watching Peter Pan (Canon, Future) || True Love Magic (Canon, Future || Apartment Keys || I’m Too Sober For This || Halfsies on a Baby || Um, Surprise || 

#cs ff #ooooof that is jarring all written out #i did not think i had written that much #if you have read any of these things i think you're top notch #seriously thanks for looking at these words internet #anonymous #laura rambles

[yunho0o0o0o]

yunho0o0o0o's masterlist

my masterlist: last updated on: august 13th 2023

Fluff: F, Angst: A, Smut: S, Yandere: Y (word count- if there is none it’s short or has a separate series mini masterlist)

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Ateez:

OT8:

Scout's Honor Mini Masterlist: fantasy au, soulmate au

Wooyoung:

with your words, prince (S, 1.3k): light choking, praise, marking, slight cockwarming at the end, vaginal fingering, oral (fem!reader receiving), hair pulling (Woo receiving), unprotected sex, penetrative sex, purely smut with no plot, creampie

Mingi:

you're mine, honey (S, 0.8k): overstimulation, ballbusting, cock and ball torture, clothed sexual acts, maybe feet if you squint?, "miss", implied both reader and mingi are switches

new voicemail (17:40) (S, 0.2k): your boyfriend is not-so-patiently waiting for you to come home from work and let him finish, mommy kink and implied thigh fucking

Seonghwa:

ghost him. (09:47) (S, Y, 1.2k): best friend hwa, cum eating, oral sex (fem receiving), vaginal fingering, exhibitionism (done without prior consent), marking, minimal plot mostly porn lol, poor sangie :( (previously dino, but changed for purposes of the sequel)

San:

right, babe? (S, Y, 1.5k): virgin reader and san, corruption, best friend! San, loss of virginity, minimal plot, cum eating, vaginal fingering, light marking, possessiveness, unprotected sex

Yunho:

new voicemail (16:07) (S, 0.2k): your boyfriend knows you've had a rough week and leaves you a voicemail before you get off work

Seventeen:

Jeonghan:

new voicemail (14:23) (S, 0.2k): your boyfriend leaves a voicemail for you while you're stuck in a meeting at work

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very old fics: (like 2019 old)

Ateez:

OT8 Cuddling Headcanons (F)

Mingi:

Birthday Cake (F) (788 words)

San

Repairs(A, F) (644 words)

Ride It Out(S) (738 words)

Hongjoong

Silk Across the Bed Frame (S) (370 words)

Private Room (S) (791 words)

Yunho

“How do you kiss?” (F)

“No fair!” (F)

Late Night (F) (586 words)

Red Velvet:

(I do not write for Red Velvet anymore)

Yeri

Headcanons (F)

#masterlist #my work

[omegaverserping]

Name (Anonymous, nickname, or preferred name): Marko

URL: killdozerfaggot.tumblr.com

Age: 30 (please, be 18+)

Preferred Way of RPing (Email, Skype, etc. (you can share this publicly or only with your RP partner)): Discord, Tumblr (DM me for Discord)

Time Zone (Optional. This is only if you have a preference on how often you and your partner reply to one another.): GMT+1

First, Second, or Third Person point of view?: First, please.

Preferred Role (Alpha/Omega/Beta/All): Alpha, but also willing to be a playful Beta and something of a power bottom

Preferred Pairing (M/M, F/M, F/F, and so on and so forth): M/M and M/F

Do you prefer to RP with OCs (Original Characters), Fandom, or both?: Our original characters for the rp in question

Fandoms (Please also mention the character you would like to play and their secondary gender.): N/A

OCs (Optional to list them here or share them with your RP Partner): N/A, depending on the rp partner and how we arrange things

Favorite AUs: unsure yet

Triggers: generally, if you're mean and acting like an asshole, I see no point in continuing the rp

Preferred length when replying: paragraphs + dialogue

How long would like to RP for? (Short or long term, indefinitely, or not sure x): if it's good, definitely long term

Prompt(s) that you would like to share for a potential partner (Optional x): be very descriptive, saucy with words, manipulate me into a very eroticized state, constant foreplay with the power of text. We should simply enjoy spending time together building a world where we feel comfortable and an interaction where we feel excited and aroused.

Would you be willing to brainstorm a prompt (Y/N)?: yes, of course!

Omegaverse tropes that you DO NOT like to use (Use N/A if you have none x): if it happens to appear here as well, giant and giantess fetish is a big no, too much vanilla in interaction is also off-putting. I like it gentle, romantic, vulgar, hard, erotic, oversexualized, horny, kinky and sweet... all in one.

Omegaverse tropes that you DO enjoy using often and would like to use in your RP (Use N/A if you don’t mind using certain/any tropes): dom x dom, possessive beta with my alpha, beta teasing my alpha - power bottom style, gore, ballbusting, big boobs, submissive good wife, dominant and horny ubermuscular husband, power play, rimming, steroids, dominating and protecting, powerful and caring alpha, scat, piss, semen consumption, taming and training, muscle worship, pec glorifying, saucy verbal descriptions of virility and valor

Anything else that you would like to mention or say?: hopefully, I'll find someone for RP here, and it would be even more awesome if it happens to be long term. Best of luck to everyone!

#available rper #omegaverse #omegaverse rp #a/b/o #a/b/o verse #a/b/o rp #a/b/o verse rp #alpha/beta/omega #alpha/beta/omega rp #alpha/beta/omega verse #alpha/beta/omega verse rp #dynamic rper: alpha #dynamic rper: beta #pairing rper: m/m #pairing rper: f/m #submission

[bazzaya]

the underground

Minerza AU. Erza is a grad student who is trying to be responsible after her chaotic undergrad days. Minerva is a street dancer and the frontman of her group that performs in competitions with other b-boys.

Summary: Erza just wants to get an early night’s rest for once, but Bacchus and Cana are insistent on reliving the glory days of their undergrad years by dragging Erza out for a night. The last thing she expects is to become immediately captivated by the hot dancer who can work absolute magic with her hips.

A/N: This is... entirely self-indulgent. I imagined Minerva in a hot outfit on accident and my brain told me to write an entire AU just as an excuse to put Minerva in such an outfit. It also has Erza reaching unfathomable levels of thirst for Minerva, and honestly same. This got away from me. Have fun looking into my elaborate fantasies that keep me up at night. I didn’t proofread it at all. I’m too tired and I’m desperate to post. Also, @gsut, you said you wanted tagged. Here you go.

Word Count: ~6.6k. FUCK.

[Ao3 Link/FFNet Link]

Sorry! I mean... Enjoy!

Erza turned out the light to her bedroom with a content sigh, piling into bed shortly after. She plugged her phone in to let it charge, and there she saw the time- 10:23. That was an early night for her compared to most other nights, where she stayed up until ungodly hours in the morning with grad school work. She was going to savor a night of full sleep.

Just when Erza was close to curing her exhaustion with sleep, her phone buzzed on her nightstand. She was jolted from her calm state by the sudden noise, but she forced herself to forget about it and go back to sleep. Her phone kept buzzing however, at least once every thirty seconds or so, and soon enough Erza got fed up with the noise and threw the blanket off of her, reaching out for her phone and nearly tearing it off the charger.

[Bacchus:] hey

[Bacchus:] hey

[Bacchus:] hey Erza

[Bacchus:] are you asleep already?

[Bacchus:] HEY ERZA WAKE UP

[Cana:] dammit erza wake up we're tryna reach you

[Cana:] what LOSER sleeps at 10:30 anyways?

[Cana:] has grad school turned you into a grandma

[Bacchus:] did grad school fuckin kill you

That was ridiculous. She was getting bombarded with messages as if she hadn't just spent time with her friends five days ago. They knew that grad school hadn't killed her. They were just being annoying now. Begrudgingly, Erza typed out her reply to Bacchus only (she figured he was with Cana), her fingers loudly clashing against the screen of her phone. She was mad. Why can't she sleep in peace.

[Erza:] If someone important hasn't just died, I don't want to hear it. I finally have one night where I can get an early night's rest. Let me sleep in peace!

[Bacchus:] :(

[Bacchus:] loosen up sis! we were lookin to invite you out for a wild night

[Erza:] I'm sleeping. Maybe some other time.

[Bacchus:] come on! it'll be fun! cana's here with me it'll be like old times back from the undergrad days. unless you already forgot about your fun undergrad days bc of your fancy grad school

[Erza:] We literally hung out five days ago. We went clubbing.

[Bacchus:] it'll be like old times back from five days ago!

[Bacchus:] Cmon Erza. We really mean it this time. We even found something new and WILD to do

Before Erza could reply, she got a text from Cana.

[Cana:] before you say no you should know we are literally outside of your apartment building rn

[Cana:] and we did not just waste a trip and taxi fare over here for nothing

Erza sighed, climbing out of bed and heading to her window. She pulled back her curtain and looked down at the street, spotting Bacchus and Cana, who waved to her. Letting out another sigh, Erza typed back her response.

[Erza:] Give me ten minutes.

[Bacchus:] aight but there ain't no need to doll yourself up too much. it'll be dark and looking too refined'll make you stick out like an idiot

[Erza:] Good lord then.

It took her all of two minutes to throw on some torn jeans and some sort of shirt. She didn't turn the light back on so she hoped that it matched somewhat. Erza grabbed a jacket as she left since it was nighttime and a bit drafty, and to hopefully tie the outfit together. She strolled outside the apartment building soon enough, watching as Cana and Bacchus nearly cheered at the sight.

"She lives!" Cana exclaimed loudly, face lighting up with a wide smile.

Bacchus crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just a leather jacket. Erza wondered how he wasn't freezing. "You're rockin' the rugged look, sis! You'll fit right in!"

"Thanks." Erza replied, voice dry and affected by her exhaustion, "What have I been dragged out of bed for?"

"Follow me! I'll explain on the way." Bacchus spun around cleanly on his heels and pointed in front of him, "Yo, so you know how I had to bail on you guys two weeks or so ago because the boys pulled me away for a night?"

"Erza and I still had fun on our own even if you couldn't make it." Cana looked at Erza with a smirk, laughing under her breath.

Erza just stared ahead of her, "Go on."

"So, Nobarly got invited to go to this underground music spot because he knows a guy, and he invited me and the boys out with him. Now lemme just tell ya' this, it was the WILDEST thing I've ever seen, yo! And your man just got an invite for tonight's gathering." He glanced over his shoulder at Erza and Cana, a sly look on his face, "I thought I'd bring the two wildest girls I know with me! You'll love it!"

Cana flicked at Erza's shoulder with her wrist, clearly unable to contain her excitement, "You ready for something incredible?"

"I'm ready for bed…" Erza's shoulders sagged and she let out a sigh, eyes falling shut.

Cana frowned at that, regarding Erza with a concerned look, "Y'know… If you really don't wanna join us, there's always next time. We can walk ya' back to your apartment."

Bacchus looked over his shoulder again, an eyebrow raised, "She's right, sis. We wouldn't know how ballbusting grad school is. We didn't mean'ta overstep if you're really that beat."

Shaking her head, Erza tried to force a smile, resting her hands on her hips, "Nah… I'm good. I could use the break. Don't pay me and my complaining any heed. I'll wake up soon."

"Now that's wild!" Bacchus regained that excited swagger to his step, "I guarantee ya', one second of action here will keep you up all night!"

"But I have an 8am class in the morning.." Erza began though she cut herself off shortly enough. She wasn't going to sour the mood any longer. "Right. Show the way, Bacchus."

Bacchus nodded gleefully, "Got it, sister!"

A little while later, Bacchus led them to a rundown parking garage. The whole thing was sketchy as Bacchus showed them to the lower levels of the lot, and Erza got a bad feeling in her stomach. She wondered if she could hold her own if she got jumped. Then she remembered she once punched a guy in the face for saddling up to Cana one night while she was particularly drunk and the guy wouldn't take no for an answer. The guy was knocked out immediately. The memory made Erza feel slightly safer. Besides, she had a muscly guy on her side in Bacchus plus an utterly ruthless, dirty fighter in Cana. They could probably take a robber.

On the lowest level of the lot, a lot practically empty and covered entirely in graffiti, Erza was able to hear the sound of hip-hop music clearly, and there were a lot of people crowded together. There were two tables set up, one with alcohol and the other with a mixtable and a laptop. Speakers were on either side of the table with the music equipment, and a guy was manning the table, eyes on the laptop and hand toying with the disc of the mixtable.

As Erza walked around and took in the sights, there was only one thought in her mind. "Did we just join a gang?"

"Nah." Bacchus shook his head, he and Cana both making a beeline to the table with alcohol, "It's a dance battle, yo! And we gonna watch!"

"I was really afraid it was gonna be a rap battle." Cana said, snatching up a red cup of beer, "A dance battle is better. Hey Erza, you want some?" She turned to Erza and pointed with her thumb at the table.

Erza shook her head, "I really shouldn't. I can't show up to classes hungover anymore."

"You can limit yourself to one!" Cana pointed out.

Letting out a laugh, Erza just shook her head again, "And you should know that's all it takes to get me hammered."

Cana just nodded at that, flashing a smile, "You got me there."

"Think fast!" Bacchus suddenly shouted. Erza turned towards him and saw something flying at her, and she was able to react quickly enough to catch it. It was a can of soda. "Y'know, since you ain't gonna drink." He paused for a moment, "...You might not wanna open that for a few seconds. I didn't think that through."

"Yeah, I don't want to get soaked before this starts. But thanks though." Erza grinned his way.

Bacchus slung his arm around Erza then, pulling her closer to the action, "Do ya' know how this stuff works?"

Erza shook her head. Cana slid into the conversation, "This is our first time, man." She pointed out, speaking into her cup of beer.

"Fair 'nough. Alright, so I hope you brought some cash with ya', because how this is judged is that teams go up against each other and dance to a song they picked beforehand, but they also have to dance to a song the other team decides! The winner is judged by audience reaction, so whoever gets the loudest screams, wins. The cash is to show your support. They like it when they get paid."

"So… like a stripper?" Cana asked. Her expression was entirely serious.

"Not that far off!" Bacchus laughed, "But for real, it's like, polite or somethin'. You should really shove some money their way. They get like a guitar case or somethin' out for it once it's underway. You'll see."

Erza nodded along, crossing her arms, "Alright, I think I got it. I'll keep it in mind." Her eyes drifted across the people amongst the crowd. The crowd was pretty organized, gathered in a huge circle to allow room for the dancers, though no dancer was out yet. Erza was trying to scan the people for who she thought the dancers would be. One thing she noticed was how she and Cana were practically the only women there. Her cheeks puffed out at that; she didn't mind, but it was a little disappointing. She couldn't resonate with anyone so far. She didn't know who she'd fork her money over to.

"Ah, man…" Bacchus stretched an arm over his head, getting himself psyched up for the show, "I hope that trio from last time is here… God, the hell were they called again? The… Pussycat… Dolls? Wait, no, that ain't it… Damn, I must've been more wasted than I thought.."

"Not surprising…" Cana again spoke into her cup.

"Pot, meet kettle." Erza laughed under her breath, shaking her head.

Before Bacchus or Cana could protest, everyone was silenced by a loud, screeching mic. The crowd all looked to the DJ station, where the DJ was holding the mic.

"LET'S GET THIS SHOW STARTED!" The DJ, whose name was actually DJ, shouted into the mic, earning him excited shouts from the crowd and applause. Erza clapped her hands together, feeling a little out of place with these energetic, wild fans. Cana and Bacchus fit right in.

"TONIGHT'S FEUD IS THE BIGGEST AND BADDEST! WE GOT A LONG-STANDING RIVALRY HERE! OUR FIRST TEAM IS NONE OTHER THAN THE DEVILS IN THE DARK!" DJ motioned towards a quartet of men who stepped out into the circle, causing the audience to shout in excitement.

Erza only raised a brow curiously and looked at Bacchus, nudging him with her elbow, "Is this the bunch you were talking about that were super good?"

Bacchus shook his head, "Nah, ain't them. It was a trio."

"I dunno about you two, but this bunch looks super good…" Cana nodded in approvement, raising her glass.

"AND THEN WE GOT THE SABERTOOTH TIGERS! AND GET THIS, FOLKS! THEIR FRONTMAN, RIGORA, USED TO BE A MEMBER OF THE DEVILS IN THE DARK! IT'S SOME REAL BEEF IN HERE TONIGHT! OOOOHHH!" DJ cheered, and the audience joined in out of surprise.

"The Sabertooth Tigers! There we go!" Bacchus snapped his fingers proudly.

"How the hell did you get The Pussycat Dolls from that?" Cana huffed, furrowing her eyebrows.

Bacchus shrugged with a laugh, "I told ya'! I was wasted as hell!"

Erza's focus, however, was on the dance group itself. Immediately two guys entered the circle. One of the guys was blond and had his hair spiked up, and he was dressed in a lot of fur and tight-fitting clothes. He seemed to be the more energetic of the bunch, and he dragged his thumb across his neck at the Devils in the Dark as light from the parking garage reflected off his single earring. The other guy was a stark contrast, with black hair and baggy, dark clothes. His expression was entirely stoic, almost bothered and angered, and he stared down the Devils as well. That was two of the tigers, but… didn't Bacchus say they were a trio? Or did Bacchus drunkenly mix up the details again? Whatever it was, Erza's answers came shortly enough, and they sure floored her.

The light and dark tiger were standing side by side, but they were shoved away by someone behind them, and that someone stepped out in front of them both. They had long black hair underneath their "OBEY" hat, and some of the hair was done in braids on either side of their head. They were wearing baggy black pants, a purple crop top that read "HUSTLER," and a grey sweatshirt was tied around their waist. A blue tattoo was situated right above their left hipbone, and their exposed stomach was incredibly toned… Erza found herself biting her lip at the sight, and then the figure had lifted up the visor of their hat, revealing a very feminine face done to the nines in makeup. She was the only other girl there besides Cana and Erza, and she was the frontman of The Sabertooth Tigers. Where was that money bin Bacchus was talking about before? Erza was ready to throw her entire life savings into that bin for this dancer…

Cana looked at Erza then back to Bacchus, "Something tells me she found a team she likes…" She mused in a teasing voice.

Bacchus smirked at the sight of Erza practically drooling, "Keep an eye on the sis, yeah? We don't want her to throw away all of her money just because she's thirstin'."

Pursing her lips, Cana waved her hand in front of Erza. "I think she's so far gone she can't even move to reach her purse!" She said, laughing.

"AFTER LOSING THE COIN TOSS, THE TEAM DUKING IT OUT FIRST WILL BE THE DEVILS IN THE DARK!" DJ doubletapped on the trackpad of his laptop, starting the music, "LET'S GO!"

The start of The Devils In the Dark's song sounded damn near satanic, but Erza drowned it out as best as she could. Her focus couldn't be on them if she tried. She was spellbound by that tigress just by her strolling out into the circle. If she was that taken back by that tigress merely walking, she was going to be destroyed by the time the tigress actually danced, if Bacchus's word was of any merit. Erza watched as the tigress talked with the two males on either side of her, whispering between themselves. She tried to read their lips since their words were drowned out by the music. There was something the blond one said that she couldn't quite make out with his lips due to it not exactly matching up with what he was saying prior. Could he have said the tigress's name? Off of the blond's mouth, it seemed as if he was saying 'Minerva'... Well, Erza would just assume she was named Minerva then.

Soon the song faded out, and Erza was jolted from reality at that point. She had caught absolutely none of the Devils' performance. Not that she really cared; all four of those men were pretty ugly and unappealing. No wonder Minerva seemingly defected from them. They were pathetic.

Minerva lifted her hand closest to DJ and snapped her fingers. DJ didn't even give them an introduction; that action of Minerva's alone was enough. It was obvious who was really in charge here.

Before Erza could stare for too long, Bacchus nudged her with his elbow, "I know ya' got a clear fave already, but keep an eye out on those two fellas by her sides. They were the Twin Dragons before the tigress came along. They were legendary in their own right, but now they're even bigger and badder with that sister by their side!"

Erza only nodded, and both of them knew that Erza wasn't actually going to take her eyes off Minerva. It was worth a shot, though.

A clear distinction between the Tigers and the Devils was that while the Devils focused on hard, heavy moves and techniques, the Tigers were more fluid with their movements, the in-betweens of wow moves just as captivating as the wow moves themselves. Everything was so expertly linked together, flowing with ease, and it oozed mastery. When the chorus came, suddenly the Tigers' movements exploded into something far faster and harder, but their synchronization and fluidity remained even with the change of pace. Minerva moved with grace, every move executed with precision and purpose, and there was no mistake or stumble in sight. The icing on the cake was when the end of the chorus came and there was a slower break, which led to the body waves in the choreography. Erza watched how Minerva's hips and body rolled with ease, how Minerva drew in her bottom lip and smirked as she moved, how Minerva far outclassed the word sexy with her confidence and swagger. The body waves drew out raucous cheers from the audience, Cana included probably in support of the Twin Dragons, but Erza was the opposite, stunned into sheer silence as she stared. The breath had been knocked out from her body, her mouth agape. She was taken entirely.

Even when the song ended, Erza wasn't freed from her captivation. She was fixated on the rise and fall of Minerva's chest from being out of breath. She couldn't help but notice the added glow on Minerva's skin from the sweat of all the fast and constant movement. It was around that point where Erza finally opened that can of soda she got from Bacchus. She was getting pretty thirsty. Even she was seeing that now.

She forced herself to focus on the Devils when their challenge song rolled around. The Tigers gave them a pretty difficult song to dance to on the spot seeing as it wasn't hip-hop, as the lot of underground dancers were typically used to. It was a simple song, almost slow with its groovy instrumentals. For a group accustomed to hard and heavy moves, being forced into a song where there were no explosive instrumentals was a severe disadvantage to the Devils. The Tigers picked well. Somehow, however, the Devils were able to incorporate some hard, rigid moves into the song by matching the drum beat, and it appealed greatly to the audience. They were earning loud cheers, but Erza couldn't see the appeal at all. Then again, she was heavily biased at this point. There was no looking at the Devils objectively anymore.

Even if the Devils sucked, Erza had to applaud their tactics in choosing a song for the Tigers to dance to, for many reasons too. Seeing as the frontman and visual of the Tigers was female, the Devils chose a song that was sexy but in a very masculine and aggressive way in an attempt to trip up Minerva. The Twin Dragons were able to fall in line with the music and atmosphere easily, moving smoothly to the beat and taking up at the front of the formation. It was smart, being at the front and nearly shielding Minerva from sight at first. Their moves were appeasing the crowd as is; Cana was losing it over those two. However, it seemed like they were just out front in order to stall, since Minerva returned to the front when the chorus hit, reinvigorated after feeling the music for some while. She was able to plan out some moves to the song while she let the Twin Dragons take up the front, so it made for an explosive return when she hopped back in front. She fully immersed herself in the atmosphere of the music, juggling between quick, sharp movements and slow, flowing ones. Every move had a scandalous flair to it, matching the tone of the song, and Minerva's body flowed so perfectly to the music. It was as if she were floating with every movement, gliding easily across the pavement and moving as if she were weightless. The sex appeal wasn't lost on Erza as well. She was even more entranced than in the last song, if that were even possible. Minerva's expressions as she danced, biting her lip, letting her eyes fall half-lidded, every quirk of her brow… Erza was gone. She was ready to throw all her money at the Tigers. She was completely fine with that.

It seemed as if the Devils weren't expecting the Tigers to adapt so easily to their song, so already their confidence in winning was fading. Their expressions turned sour and they shook their heads, grunting in anger and irritation as they turned away and stormed off. They tried to salvage their reputation by rebelling, calling the whole thing rigged. That was a forfeit if Erza's ever seen one. She wanted the Devils to be crushed.

"LOOKS LIKE THE SABERTOOTH TIGERS WIN THIS ONE BY DEFAULT! LET'S GIVE IT UP FOR THE VICTOOOOOOOORS!" DJ shouted, throwing his hands in the air. He blasted some music to celebrate too.

"WILD!" Bacchus crushed his empty red cup in his hands from the energy flowing through him.

Cana was shimmying to the music that was playing, sure to keep her drink safe so it wouldn't spill, "This music ain't half bad… I could probably join one of these dance battles at this rate, eh?"

"We'd make the wildest dance team! Ain't that right, Erza?" Bacchus looked to his side in search for some sort of agreement, but Erza had vanished. Narrowing his eyes suspiciously, Bacchus looked around and spotted her following the lead of some of the other guests, tossing some bills into a case. Bacchus could only flash a sly expression at the sight, "To think the sis was tryna bail on us tonight! Bet she enjoyed it more than we did!"

"I dunno, man.. Those guys were some nice eye candy…" Cana lifted her cup to that, starting off after Erza, "I got a thirst deposit to make too!"

Bacchus hurled his crushed cup towards a far-off trash can with perfect accuracy from tons of practice before following the two girls, "Ain't nothing wrong with some good ol' physical appreciation, I guess!"

When Erza finally got to that cash case, she noticed how the Tigers were standing there and chatting amongst themselves, with Minerva's back to the case for the most part. Erza got out the money she wanted to leave before walking up and throwing it in, and there she saw Minerva glance over her shoulder and look Erza over before flashing a sly grin. Erza's expression looked blank for a moment in response, but she hurriedly spun on her heel and turned away, dragging Cana off with her with widened eyes.

"Wha- hey! Let me be thirsty too! What the hell?!" Cana shouted, trying to fight against Erza's grip.

"She smiled at me." Erza said in a hushed voice, "I've been noticed."

"Oh my god, you are so pathetic!" Cana growled with a shake of her head, "So what?!"

"Ladies, ladies…" Bacchus slid into the conversation and slowly but surely guided the two of them away from each other, "Remember the rules! No fighting unless it's certain each person has had an equal amount to drink! And you, sister, are sober!" He turned his attention to Erza in that moment.

Rolling her eyes, Erza glanced over to the Tigers again. The Twin Dragons were walking the opposite way, and there was Minerva, looking right at Erza, beckoning her forward with her two fingers. Erza just watched as Minerva spun away after that, almost certain Erza would follow eventually. "Hey guys…"

"What now?" Cana crossed her arms.

"Remember that Halloween where I drank so much that I let you guys convince me to crash that one party dressed as a fairy?"

"That night was wild! No one ever let ya' live that one down and they all just kept calling you Fairy Queen!" Bacchus smiled at the memory, "But, uh… why the sudden trip down memory lane, sis?"

"We all know that ain't you anymore." Cana pursed her lips, glancing Erza over.

Erza shook her head, "Bad Decision Titania's not dead." She ran after Minerva once she said that, not even sparing Bacchus and Cana a second glance.

Bacchus pointed after Erza as she ran off, looking over at Cana, "Now that's wild."

"Welp." Cana smacked her lips and just strolled right back over to the money case, "At least now I can give my money over in peace…" And she set her cash down on the pile with a flourish.

Meanwhile, Erza had followed Minerva into a deeper portion of the lot, situated underneath the ramp that led to the upper levels. Erza slowed down from her near sprint, looking to level her breathing before reaching Minerva so she didn't look too desperate, and her heels clicked on the floor and echoed throughout the garage as she approached the hideout under the ramp.

"So…" Minerva spoke, not even facing Erza but her voice still able to carry to the other, "I take it this is your first time around here?" She asked with a knowing tone, gaze fixated on something she was working through on the table in the little hideout.

The fact that Minerva wasn't actively looking made Erza react normally, instead of trying to be composed. She smiled nervously, shoulders sagging, "Is it that obvious?"

"Well, I had hoped you weren't a regular that made a habit of dropping that much money every time. That would be a sure fire way to run anyone broke." Minerva laughed to herself, turning around and leaning against the table, "Besides, girls aren't too common around these parts, and I surely would've remembered one with such vibrant red hair showing up before."

Erza ducked her head to keep her face out of view, brushing some hair behind her ear out of embarrassment. Minerva was onto her, that was for sure. "Heh… You're right. My friends dragged me here for a night out. They're the partying type."

Minerva tilted her head, an amused and intrigued look on her face, "Sounds like you weren't exactly a willing party out there tonight." Yet she did not falter in the slightest.

"I was looking forward to a nice night of sleep before my 8am class tomorrow. That never happens." Erza tried to laugh to soften the blow. It came out very forced and awkward. "Though… my 'unwilling' mind changed once I got here."

Letting out a satisfied hum, Minerva pulled off her hat and ran a hand through her hair to fix it. Her face was much more clear to Erza now that the visor wasn't blocking most of it, and Erza drew in her bottom lip between her teeth at the sight. That was not lost on Minerva in the slightest, and Minerva pushed herself off the table and started walking closer. "That's good to hear. It really is refreshing to see more women around here… Sometimes all the men around becomes a bit of a drag, you know?"

"I would imagine." Erza noticed how Minerva was moving closer, and she wound up taking a few slow steps back. Her heel hit something however, and she realized how she had walked her way towards a large support column. She was only a few inches away from having her back pressed against it, and she glanced back to Minerva who wasn't deterred in the slightest. "Uh…" Erza stammered, struggling to find something to say. Her eyes wandered Minerva's body- brilliant move, eyes -and Erza remembered how Minerva was only wearing a sleeveless crop top. "Aren't you… cold?"

Minerva shrugged indifferently, placing a hand on her hip. "Doesn't bother me." She had backed Erza up against that support column, and there she rested the flat of her arm against the concrete above Erza's head, barely any space between them. There was still room for Erza to slip out if she so wished, but Erza again biting her lip and letting her eyes wander more told Minerva that that probably wasn't happening. "Care to give a lady your name?"

"Erza." She had managed to cough out. Restraining herself was growing damn near impossible.

Minerva grinned at that, "They call me Rigora around these parts, but… for you, I think you can call me Minerva."

Erza managed to smile in response, letting out a laugh, "What an honor.."

"What can I say? I like you already." Minerva tilted her head, speaking in a coquettish voice.

Hearing Minerva's tone so seductive and smooth was Erza's breaking point in holding herself back, and suddenly her hand slipped around to the back of Minerva's neck. "Thank god…" She whispered, voice laced with desire as she pulled Minerva towards her and joined their lips together at last. Minerva half expected for Erza to have jumped on her the second the conversation started, so she wasn't surprised in the slightest and merely closed her eyes and jumped in when Erza forced their bodies together.

Erza's back was fully pressed against the support column now with Minerva's weight against her, though she couldn't bring herself to care about being so caught within Minerva's trap. The only thing she could think about was how Minerva wedged her leg between Erza's own, and how Erza had somehow come to wrap her leg around Minerva's waist. Minerva's free hand came to grip Erza's thigh, her nails digging in enough that Erza could feel the pinch through the fabric of her pants. It brought out a moan from Erza during the kiss, and that caused Minerva to let out a low laugh when she pulled away for air. Instead of diving back in for Erza's lips, Minerva instead trailed down Erza's jawline until her lips definitively settled on the base of Erza's neck and attacked fully. Erza threw her head back, biting down on her lip with a soft moan at the sheer intoxication sensation brought on by Minerva sucking on and toying with the skin of Erza's neck with her teeth. Gradually Erza's hands wandered Minerva's body, and soon Erza was reaching up underneath the loose fabric of Minerva's top until Minerva seized both of Erza's wrists in her grasp.

Minerva guided Erza's hands off of her as Erza only got a fleeting touch of her chest, and her fingers fumbled with Erza's own while Minerva pulled away from Erza's neck. "Let's not forget about that 8am class now… You wouldn't sleep a wink tonight if I let this go any further." Minerva laughed under her breath, voice still carrying that salacious tone even if she were the one to break things off. What a tease.

Erza pursed her lips together and let out a heavy exhale, still out of breath from what had happened. She damn near let out a whimper of protest in response too, but she followed Minerva's lead and slowly lowered her leg from around Minerva's waist as well as freed her hands from Minerva's own. "...Right. I should go."

"Oh, come on. Don't sound so disappointed, Erza." Minerva leaned in closer, a smirk on her lips, "I fully intend on finishing what I started. I just know that if I kept you up any later, you'd feel like hell in the morning. That's why you were so apprehensive about coming out here tonight, right?"

Letting out a sigh, Erza crossed her arms and leaned against the column. Judging by how intense that got in a few moments, Erza figured if she let it go all the way, she would never be able to fight the exhaustion during class. She hated how Minerva had a point there. "Uh-huh. And just how are we going to get around to finishing this?" There was a hint of bite to her words as she spoke.

Minerva only raised an eyebrow, impressed by such bite. She reached down to the jacket wrapped around her waist and started to untie it, and it was like a smack to the face for Erza, watching Minerva take it off but for no purpose. "Easy, now. I'm here every week with Sting and Rogue. I have a feeling we'll run across each other far before then, though." She teased, throwing her jacket on and adjusting it before stepping back to pick up some of the things she had stashed in that little hideout.

"If you say so." Erza pushed herself off the column, arms still crossed.

"Enough with the glum look." Minerva walked back towards Erza after grabbing her hat and bag, slinging the latter over her shoulder. She took Erza's chin between her index finger and thumb, "I always follow through on what I say and do. I'll make sure we get what we both want."

Erza couldn't fight that, and instead she loosened up some and let her arms fall to her sides. It brought a playful grin to Minerva's lips.

"Better." Minerva said, walking past and waving halfheartedly behind her, "Catch you around, Erza. I'm sure I'll see you soon…" And her last note was a low snicker.

Erza could only watch as Minerva walked off, letting out a heavy sigh. She couldn't believe she just got led on by the underground dancing tiger.

Her hopes and dreams of a long good night's sleep were squashed the second Erza left her apartment to join Bacchus and Cana, and she only got a few hours in by the time she returned home. It felt like hell to roll out of bed in the morning and get herself ready for class, but she made enough coffee to power through it.

Erza was one of the first to arrive to the lecture hall, and she slid into one of the seats in the back. She didn't want to risk accidentally falling asleep in class in a front row seat, so she took the safe route in taking a seat far away from the professor. That way, if she passed out in class, it wouldn't be that noticeable. She took a long drink of coffee from her mug to try and get herself attentive enough to focus, but as she expected, it wasn't working very well. It seemed as if she would just have to suffer through the day.

Suddenly, while Erza had admittedly half-lulled herself back to sleep, she heard a voice nearby.

"Is this seat taken?" The female asked in a droll.

Erza rolled her eyes and sighed. The lecture hall was near empty and this person wanted to take a seat right next to Erza. She still cleared up some of her sprawled up belongings, clearing up a seat to her left. "No, go ahead." She spared a quick glance at the evil female who was pulling this stunt on her, catching a glimpse of how her black hair was cleanly pulled back into a tight, high ponytail without a single strand out of place.

The female smoothly slid into the seat next to Erza, setting her bag down and leaning back in her chair. "My, my… Here I thought you would be happier to see me, Erza. I told you we'd be running into each other soon."

Erza groggily looked over at the female, a raised eyebrow distinguishing itself from a blank, exhausted expression. She didn't say anything. She was just confused and annoyed.

"Don't tell me you've already forgotten…" She spun some of the fabric of the bottom of her sweater around her finger before lifting it up, flashing a blue tattoo right above her left hipbone.

The realization hit Erza like a brick to the face, and she suddenly blinked a few times as her eyes shot wide. "Minerva?!" It was easy for her to miss; Minerva looked completely different than she had the night prior. She was in a grey sweater and black leather pants, and her makeup was less colorful than the warpaint-esque look she had before. The flawless ponytail threw her off as well, but Erza realized that the stark red of Minerva's lips was the exact same. She had spent enough time staring to know.

Minerva only smiled slyly as a result, lowering her sweater over her stomach again, "I knew that red hair was familiar from the second I saw you at the lot. Hearing you complain about your morning class only solidified things. The world's smaller than one might expect, no? Looks like we're classmates."

"And you're the one who always shows up to class looking so perfect and stylish that it puts the rest of us dead-inside students to shame…" Erza commented, eyes taking in Minerva unabashedly, "I would have never envisioned you and her being the same after last night…"

"What can I say? I do have a bit of a wild side…" Minerva teased, that coquettish voice from the night before returning. She leaned closer so that her lips were right by Erza's ear, and she rested her hand on Erza's thigh as she did so, "Once this class is over, I say we have some unfinished business to get to, don't we? I'm not through with you yet, Erza.."

Minerva's seductive whisper sent chills down Erza's spine, causing her to close her eyes and shudder in anticipation. It felt as if her cheeks were burning and up in flames, but even so, there was a ghost of a smile on her lips.

Erza didn't pay attention to a single word of her professor's lecture. She could only think of what paradise awaited her once class was over.

It was everything she expected and then some.

#writing misadventures #minerza #fairy tail #minerva orland #erza scarlet #dove sings #uhhhhh ooops #this escaped me #hope you enjoyed reading my wildest fantasies #i want minerva to be the best and hottest dancer #im imagining her with them hips #and im officially stopping myself here bye