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#bc it was a ''different time'' and they ''didn't know better'' and we need to stop looking at them from a ''21st century perspective''.....
ariachaos · 16 hours
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BRO- LEMME TELL YOU SOMTHIN- LET ME TELLYOUS OMTHING- WHEN I SAW KALDO FRICKING GEHENNA i became a fricking mad dog without a leash, SOMEONE PLEASE SEDATE ME-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SWEAR OMGOSH-HE'S SO- MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. anyways i'm so normal about him could i request sum smol hc??:)) please and thank y<3
kaldo gehenna is not a snack.
he's an entire gourmet meal.
i'm taking a different route and writing for him as a big bro bc he just gives a big bro vibe to me <3
reader is fem! reader
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being kaldo's sister includes...
first of all, i'm so sorry you were born from the same womb as him
sucks to suck because he makes your life miserable in the best way possible and you're not even sure if that's physically possible, but somehow he makes it happen.
if you had a nickle for each time someone asked you if you and kaldo were dating because you guys are 1) opposite genders 2) look NOTHING alike and 3) get along fairly well in public, you would not need any inheritance money from your family to be rich.
at this point, kaldo is ready burn whoever asks either of you if you guys are romantically involved, like seriously he's sitting like "i raise this girl from the crib, we share a crib, we have world war five thousand in the same crib, and if i didn't know any better i would think i birthed this gremlin myself-"
you have a love hate relationship with him, take it or leave it.
of course, you guys will love each other and protect each other when it matters, but if it's a random ass tuesday, he'll throw a slice of cheese at your face
imagine the look on your brother's coworkers' faces when you waltz in like "where the hell is the burning pile of trash i need to beat the shit out of him-"
legit the security guards nearly had to sedate you to calm you down
and kaldo over here skipping down the hallway, sees you, goes "tee hee" and skedaddles.
everyone saw that
they don't know how to feel about it
and they have no clue what he did, but they're pretty sure he signed a death warrant with the way you're ready to bite someone's head off
not even orter knows what to do, he's standing there confused out of his mind
by the time they calm you down enough to ask you what happened (kaldo farted and made it look like it was you in front of your crush), no one has the right to be mad at you
honestly, if they were a teen and their sibling pulled some mad shit like that, they'd be upset too
i'm not kidding, i'm pretty sure orter would rip wirth's head off, like i'm sorry but i can't imagine that not happening-
however, kaldo has to deal with you at some point because you live in the same house
there's no avoiding this one for him
he did this to himself
other than the occasional war he starts on his own, kaldo is generally a reliable big brother.
reliable as in he's going to count every single favor you ask from him and make you pay for every single one of them back
and yes, he's fed you honey sashimi and made you eat a whole serving as a dare, and i don't think you can look at honey the same way anymore.
however, regardless of how shitty he is 90% of the time, there will never be a day he leaves you hanging when you're in danger.
oh, someone's stalking you? don't worry, he's already stalking them back. there's been an assassination attempt on you? nah, he already tailing them, and they should be on their deathbed some time soon lmao
doesn't tolerate a single bit of disrespect towards you
it doesn't matter if you did something wrong first (though he highly doubts it because his baby sister is a model citizen and is smart enough to know what the law is).
honestly, it's already going to ring alarm bells in his head if someone starts blaming you the moment they see him because yes, he knows you're a hotheaded person, but you know the difference between what's self-defense and what's down-right harrassment.
and all the times you've been in trouble with the law because you jumped somebody, it was all self-defense.
one time, some guy tried groping you, another time a saleswoman was yelling at you and nearly shaking you by the shoulder when you claimed her goods were fake, and the first time you got in trouble you were a kid giving one of the poorer kids an apple that you were going to pay for... but the vendor called you a thief before you could get your allowance out.
yeah, kaldo doubts you'd cause any serious problems, and he already knows who's going to jail by the look on your face.
like people might think they can get away with messing with you because you're a spoiled little girl from a noble family, but they don't count on the fact your brother will breathe down their neck with murderous intent until they give you an honest apology.
he's the only one who can mess with you and get away with it. not even his own coworkers gets a pass. thankfully, they don't blame you for some illegal shit that happened, but if something happens and kaldo manages to hear what happened, he's going to be side-eyeing them for a while.
the only time normal citizens get to see what his eyes look like is when he's defending you, and honestly, they wish they could be the person they were before then.
i'm so serious that kaldo is HORRIFYING when he's angry, but thankfully, he's not an easy guy to piss off. in most cases, he'll piss someone else off before they get a chance to annoy him.
one time some random noblewoman pretended that you ran into her during a party of sorts and made her spill wine all the way down her dress just to yell at you.
little did she know mr. flame cane was at the party too, and it's no secret that you're a member of the gehenna family, let alone the only sister of kaldo.
honestly, he's onto her like a fucking sleep paralysis demon.
same with anyone else who thinks messing with you is a good idea.
and people who DO know you can clap cheeks as good as your brother can KNOWS not to mess with you.
your coworkers? perfect behavior, never sasses you, has great manners, never raises their voices at you.
your friends? they get some leeway, but only if they're messing with you as a joke. they know more than well not to cross your boundaries.
your lover?
you don't have one.
kaldo made some impossible quiz type thing that basically disqualifies all your possible suitors to be your potential lover.
overprotective, yes, but unless you genuinely love someone and it's obvious to him they love you just as much, if not more, then he won't stop the tomfoolery.
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skrunksthatwunk · 26 days
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i just finished saw v and i don't have high hopes for the rest of the franchise (based on what ive heard) but im in too deep to stop now
#no i haven't enjoyed the last two no i don't expect to get much out of the next five or so movies. but i need to know.#i guess saw v mightve suffered bc i watched it basically immediately after iv#something i didnt do with any of the others#but i was told v was one of the good ones so i was looking forward to it. i dont think it was burnout yknow#but uh. i didn't like it. i think i liked iv more honestly. strahm and hoffman do absolutely nothing for me#i liked the traps. that was it though#it felt so pointless and empty. it was the first one where i genuinely wondered why they made it. why did they decide to keep going with#this. i think ii and iv both function more/better as setup for their following films but like. at least iii was pretty good yknow#like both amanda and hoffman's accomplicing feels kinda retconned in but at least amanda's an interesting character#what does hoffman have. what does strahm have. nothing. and no i don't think they have much in the way of homoeroticism either.#i don't tend to be so negative and im sorry if someone goes in the saw tags and feels bad about me talking shit about something they like#because i know that doesn't feel good. honestly i'd love to hear why people like v. maybe it'll change my opinion of it if i look at it a#different way yknow? but for now im just annoyed by it. iv was engaging in the moment but very forgettable#i liked riggs well enough but we barely learned a thing about him. he wasn't a deep character at all and i think that's a shame#but v was just a paperwork-based cat and mouse chase. 90 minutes and it still felt like they were wasting my time#why did strahm go to the old trap locations? i don't think he found anything out there. likr it was just a framing device for the flashback#but he didn't actually have a reason to go there. waste of my time#not an original critique im sure but saw ii on seems to be more focused on scale and layers of shit (i.e. having two games going at once)#than using the traps to examine the characters. i mean you go from two guys in a bathroom for a couple hours#learning about who they are gradually at a slow pace vs like 8 people in a house plus cop stuff plus 90 second traps of dubious fairness#hoffman has no real relationship with kramer (unlike amanda) and basically everyone who'd been following jigsaw is dead and so are jigsaw#and (presumably) amanda. what am i supposed to be here for? the vague outline of a saw trap? the type of torture happening?#im not even opposed to that per se but frankly the more they focus on the cops surrounding this shit the less fun it is#why are you making all the traps like 15 seconds long and tied to characters who aren't the primary focus. it's saw#ughh i miss adam. i miss amanda. hell i miss kramer and he was pretty present in this one (flashbackwise)#whateverrr. anyway that poll comparing chainshippng shotgunnshippng and coffinshippng where shotgun was last? lesbophobic.#im only half joking about that. im sure ppl have their reasons for coffin but i also think it's the tendency fandom bias for “two white guy#ships. but hey maybe vi and onwards will add more context to that that'll make me reconsider. i mean i wouldn't have liked the amanda#accomplice thing That much if i'd only seen ii. i think iii really makes it mesh better and it leads to fun character stuff#(though i still think i would've liked it more bc like. amanda was always grateful to jigsaw right? again hoffman comes outta nowhere)
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loregoddess · 2 months
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more Octo2 thoughts bc it's been a hell of a weekend for me and I need something nice to think about (shh, my weekends are on weekdays, don't ask, just know tips are better on the real weekends, and I will eventually one day not work in food and have real weekends off again hopefully); under the cut bc lategame spoilers, as usual
alskdjaskld completely forgot Throne's Ch3 Father's Route, so I did that real fast before heading to Stormhail. Apparently? I forgot? Did not pay attention? To the fact that Sebastian/Father actually is never directly stated to be Claude's son, and insofar as we know he was just born in some shitty town and had to resort to stealing to survive (and therefore wasn't raised to be a Blacksnake), and joined the Blacksnakes of his own free will after moving to the city?? So like, sure he could still be Claude's son bc *vaguely gestures at Mr. Bigtits Sexiroth and his terrible horrible fucked up MGS-scheme to not be Vide's vessel* and it could be he was only allowed into the Blacksnakes bc he was secretly Claude's son, but it's still an interesting detail that unlike 99% of the Blacksnakes, he wasn't raised by/in the organization itself.
Marietta however does seem to have been part of the Blacksnakes, which has the disconcerting implication that she's uh, related to Claude despite bearing his child later on (which I honestly wouldn't put past him, and if Throne is somehow the Cleopatra of a fucked up Fantasy Ptolemy-esque family tree, I honestly wouldn't even question it at this point, there is so much weird shit going on in her story arc).
I'm still not entirely convinced Marietta didn't pull a Hatoful by pretending to kill her child w/ Sebastian and actually killing her child with Claude (making Throne actually Sebastian's daughter, and therefore making the whole "not Vide's vessel" thing make a bit more sense, although I have a new theory cooking for that as well that doesn't require her to not be Claude's actual daughter), but the evidence is stronger for Throne being Claude's literal daughter so, anyhow, her story arc is still a very messed up MGS-esque Fantasy John Wick story. But I mean, I still have one more chapter for Throne to try and scour for information for why she isn't Vide's vessel, what's going on w/ the Blacksnakes and their superpowers, and also how exactly the legend of the prince and princess might shed light on Solistia's distant past (I mean, we know the prince was probably Claude, but the princess? Arcanette maybe? and what of the two fighting kingdoms? does the Great Wall and the lost kingdom therein have something to do w/ it?)
Ochette's Stormhail chapter was pretty straightforward. I did waste most of my money buying fancy armor and weapons though, even with Partitio's 20% discount via his follower (who is ironically Masoud). It did have some interesting timeline info though (Glacis's egg was shattered 10 years before the start of the story, around the same time Ochette was required to choose her animal companion). I'm really going to have to watch a walkthrough/playthrough of everything though and actually take notes on the various years and stuff to put together a proper timeline one of these days...
Oh, and Osvald does say the Pit of D'arqest is "just south" of Stormhail in his banter w/ Temenos, so yeah, it seems like the Infernal Castle and the Pit of D'arqest are related if not the same location. Interesting to keep in mind for when I eventually go and level grind there.
Finally pinpointed the two things about Temenos's story arc that were irking me. The first I knew, and that was that "genocide survivor joins her peoples' killers and also seeks the power that her people literally abhorred which is also the source of power for her peoples' killers to...try and destroy said killers" just does not work as a plot for me. Love the concept of Kaldena as a character, but god her arc is a mess. Writer's could have done something more interesting with her than...all that. She deserved better writing.
The second thing is, uh, the entire Stormhail chapter. I didn't really process it my first run bc Crick's death is so out of left field that I was too surprised to think about it, but the pacing for this chapter is just...weird (certain scenes could have been slightly rewritten and put into Ch2, or at least the events could have been rearranged so there weren't these awkward pauses and transitions into new scenes; I get there were trying to let Crick get enough screentime to make his death matter, but honestly the entire thing is just kinda poorly paced by my tastes).
But more so than the pacing, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE THAT BOTH TEMENOS AND CRICK ARE INTELLIGENT ADULTS which they clearly are except for this one thing IF THEY IMMEDIATELY SPLIT UP AFTER SOMEONE TRIED TO KILL THEM ONCE? HELLO? Is this a horror movie? Are you perhaps, young teens in a mediocre slasher flick? Someone tried to KILL YOU and you decide no, it's fine, let's take a break for the night, I'm going to the inn, you can head on back to the Sacred Guard which we just established is where the killer is hiding, this is a very logical, good plan with no flaws whatsoever.
Like, listen, I don't think Crick's death was really necessary (it doesn't actually add that much to the overall narrative in my opinion, aside from shock value, and we already had Jorg getting killed bc he Maes Hughes'd himself by knowing too much, you can't...pull the same trick twice without some fancier plot setup usually), but what really irks me about it was it was entirely avoidable if the two had just gone ahead and either investigated together (confrontation with Cubaryi could have still occured, except Crick would be there), or headed to the inn together since Crick's entire thing is protecting people and someone literally just tried to kill Temenos (and then they could have investigated and the chapter could have more or less played out the same except Crick may or may not die, like they could have had him die protecting Temenos before or after the fight w/ Cubaryi, although again, I don't think his death adds more to the story than leaving him alive would have, and my general thoughts on character deaths in fiction is that they should always be absolutely necessary for the entire narrative and plot to work)
So anyhow, yeah, Temenos's Stormhail chapter is actually where his story kinda starts to feel eh to me. I wish to release an army of puppies to chew on the writers' furniture and slippers, just for the frustration. Because like, as I thought, there doesn't have to be that many changes to Temenos's story to make it work for me, the pacing and random "horror movie protagonists IQ" doesn't work for me. Or Kaldena's writing. But both those things would require just the slightest rework to make the entire narrative flow smoothly.
Anyhow, looking forward to seeing Hikari get zapped off a bridge next (I know it's supposed to be serious and dramatic, but Rai Mei literally just zapping him off the bridge is so funny to me, she really just sees him and casts Bolt of Fuck Off). I'll also be keeping an eye out for Ori since her journals indicate she should be around for this next chapter.
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niteview · 1 year
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you live and you learn like next concert i gotta be in the first row or smth
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chqnified · 2 years
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Love how one of my irl 'friends' thought I'd be devastated that she hadn't even looked at my messages in over 2 weeks and that she had so many messages. Like babes, i have 3 fan accounts, but whatever.
#I didn't say anything. she wanted to see how many unread messages i had and i think that spoke for itself lmao#but like??? i mean tbh i didn't even realise she never responded or looked at them. She's on the list of people i generic reply lol#bless her. she's recently really been trying to embarrass us in some way lately. or attempting to feel superior anyhow#first it was with the grades... i did better than her so she failed at that (not to mention she also cheated but whatever)#then it was the attempt at saying she had sex and kissed someone at a party and she was 'so drunk she couldn't remember ' ...#idk how she thought that was a flex but go off ig#now she's trying to claim she's way more popular and liked than me and that in a way we need her?#like ok.#erin tag#it's comments here and there that really make me think. ok. you're definitely not jealous of us huh?#and don't get me started. she's still trying to twist everything we say into making it seem like we have a crush on her but she doesn't#again go off ig. but we all know the truth. She's the one who follows me around and has to come find me#nobody else will talk to her at break lol#she'd try to make out that i don't have anyone to talk to but her. the difference is. in break i fucking hide from everyone#because they all get on my last nerve atp#I'm just tired?? i have enough issues as is without some immature person trying to jab at me anytime possible#and whilst she doesn't know about our DID. it is perfectly obvious she tries to take advantage of when a little is out#also. despite knowing when we're having an anxiety attack. she'll just purposely leave us and claim we're holding her back from socialising#one time we only agreed to go out with a group of friends bc she said she'd be there if we needed to leave for a break#when time came and we were very stressed and in physical pain too bc haha joints. she made us feel guilty for it?#also she forced us into staying with the group. saying she too had anxiety and leaving the group would make her feel awful.#manipulation at its finest#that's all she seems to be good at. and yk what. i give her the credit of being better at it than us. congrats babes.
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texas-bbq-pringles · 1 month
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bumblebeesfromvenus · 1 month
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Here are some German specific quirks I think König would have <3
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(yes, I know he's Austrian, but the difference is really only that they talk funny and have better desserts)
♡ he HATES fans and air conditioning. Like I'm talking disdain from the deepest pits of hell kinda hate.
Ceiling fans and AC are not a thing here, and literally every German looks at it with a very disapproving look if there happens to be one somewhere.
König absolutely refuses to sleep with the fan or AC on, just open a window, Liebling!
He's so upset that he can't put the window "auf kipp" :( (pls Google it, it's so hard to explain lol) like he's crushed that he can't keep the windows "auf kipp" all day.
You have a ceiling fan? Nope, not anymore. That thing is getting taken down the minute you move in together. But if you insist on keeping it, he'll secretly cut the cable to the switch.
Everyone knows all they do is whirl around dust and make you sick! He's not having it.
König acts like artificial ventilation is his worst enemy (I agree with him) and he'd rather suffocate than turn on the goddamn AC.
♡ Sundays are strictly lazy/rest days. Nothing's open on Sundays here, so we're forced to relax and not run around like headless chickens trying to get things done.
He's absolutely baffled if you have plans to go somewhere on a Sunday. What do you mean you need to run errands? What do you mean you're going out? And if you want him to come along?? Yeah, no.
His brain stops working. After the many years he's been alive, not once has he gone somewhere on a Sunday that wasn't his Oma's house for Kaffee und Kuchen.
You're not going anywhere. Plans are canceled, and you better spend the day on the couch with him.
♡ König probably misses all the beautiful old architecture Vienna has to offer. You don't quite appreciate it as much when it's just there all the time, but now he wishes he could quietly people watch in the city center :(
In my mind he's a bit of a history nerd, so he probably frequented museums and castles, admiring the delicately sculpted ceilings and wondering how people lived back then.
He'd be most fascinated by the masonry work done on the outside of most buildings. I mean, that's stone, but it's so smooth and carefully crafted.
♡ there are some very weird sayings in German that you just can't translate because they don't make sense. König is sick of having to awkwardly try to explain what they mean after he's been caught muttering one under his breath, only to realize halfway through that he looks like a maniac.
German is a very literal language, and I think he misses speaking it. We have very specific words for some things and he probably struggles to talk in English sometimes purely because the words he wants to use just don't exist.
(I'm very upset they didn't give him an Austrian accent bc it's one of my favorites, but I can also confidently say that I think he wouldn't be taken seriously at all if he had one lmao)
♡ König goes on random ass walks sometimes. Where's he going? On a walk. No, like where is he going? HE'S GOING ON A WALK.
There's no destination, you just walk. No matter the weather. Ya walk until you feel like you've walked enough. (A very German experience and I hate it)
♡ dreams of his Oma's Kaiserschmarn (me too, König, me too.)
It's basically a giant pancake that you tear into little pieces (traditionally, it has raisins too, I think) and you eat with either cinnamon sugar or applesauce (or both) and you will drift up to heaven.
It's warm, it's fluffy, it's sweet;
It's perfect for a gloomy Friday afternoon spent with his Oma and Opa 🥺
(Can you tell that I'm projecting)
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"Auf kipp" is a very specific window position where only the bottom two hinges stay attached so you can tilt the window towards you and a little crack is open so you can always have fresh air!
"Oma und Opa" grandma and grandpa, which he loves so much, undoubtedly.
"Kaffe und Kuchen" basically tea time. You get together and eat cake and have coffee! Mostly on the weekends :)
"Kaiserschmarn" what dreams are made of.
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noxtivagus · 1 year
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IT'S ALREADY WEDNESDAY !?! DAMN 🥺 thursday basically now bcs it's just turned midnight here omg.
#🌙.rambles#despite the lack of time i'm not too overwhelmed! oh my god thinking abt it n i really love my friends so much :')#but there's that only one irl i have that has honestly been. hmmm. bcs i don't expect anything at all from others genuinely but it hurts if#you're the only one giving :') but i've been taking my mind off that. she's genuinely the only friend rn i have that drains me.#i still do love & care for her though! she's still my friend. other friendships i have whether irl or online is good enough ! but hmm#maybe i feel a bit anxious in general like i have to do more. sm more. i'm not sure. i'm sorry. i dont want to think too much rn#here's the thing i've had a lot more mood swings lately ( likely due to pms ) & i'm worried of how it may have unknowingly affected things#bcs like in my discord status i write sometimes there n it may not be really clear? often even if it sounds v negative i don't actually#mean it to that extent. it's often a bit dramatized bcs it looks cool. sorry. unless it's something like. oh yh when those two irls#excluded apollo n i on the day before our bday;; unintentional tho & i do realize that's just the kind of people they are.#everytime i spend time w them we just do whatever they want & we have a lot of differences. it hurt bcs it was our bday soon though &#with them i know from experience that they wouldn't reciprocate the similar kindness or gifts i would give or have given?#my fault for expecting something. expectations lead to disappointment. that said if i have problems with people....#i'm trying harder to bring it up. i know why they're like that ^ but maybe i'm afraid of unintentionally hurting them. yeah. but hmm#i apologized for smth i said then that day but i remember they just said 'hope you feel better soon' which kind of hurts thinking on it bcs#their actions that day made me cry a lot. it didn't seem like they care that hurt. & i realize those two though. they don't . yeah.#idk how to say but they've never been there for me when i need it. genuinely never. i can't see them being my best friends in the future.#they've never been there to ask me how i'm doing. to offer if they could help me. i've done that for them. i don't expect reciprocation but#it hurts when you feel the effort isn't returned. it's been like that for a long time. i've expressed several times wishing to have#heart-to-heart talks but they've never gone through bcs they don't work towards it too. that said though. i'm human. i have my own life#my own emotions and struggles. it gets so draining when it feels so one-sided. & then i feel more sorry that maybe my mental health#in general ends up bringing down my other friendships? sometimes with people if i don't really interact it's either i'm busy or#tired. just shy or anxious in general. or i feel unappreciated. recently it's been a mix of all that so it's been hard to do more than i ca#thank you tho for everything all of you have done. i wish i cld do more for you. arghh i'll go on as i can w my limit but recently#there's maybe this distance i'm too tired to cross rn? i'm a bit tired rn but i think i'll be ok again soon! i'm motivated when it comes to#my interests. passions. just forgetting stuff relating to ^ i'm not TOO stressed bcs i look forward to these games n books n ideas n all c:#i'm a bit tired rn but i'll distract myself! this too shall pass. i was doing better earlier. soon i'll feel better again as well 🤍#i'll be productive when i feel like it! i can rest. i can take it slow. at my own pace. it's hard n i feel bad for that but i need to.#it's enough to realize i'm tired & let myself rest. just live rn. i don't have to be so harsh on myself. i can rest. but. i'm sorry....#so much to do. so much yet unsaid and undone. in all aspects of my life. i'm not sure what to do first. it hurts. i'm tired. i'm sorry
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double--blind · 5 months
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(SPOILERS) breaking down how obsessed Andrew is w/his sister bc he's a repressed lil liar and I'm going insane
This post got longer than I intended it to
1. He claims they don't spend enough time apart from each other to even begin missing her so he doesn't even know if he would, but just earlier in the game he was apart from her for probs like 30 mins tops to investigates some cultists and guess what???? He was already missing her 😒
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2. Says "I thought you grew out of this touchy-feely crap" when Ashley asks for a hug, but earlier when he was cooking dinner, he was the one with the inexplicable urge to "pull this broody bitch into [his] arms and force her to stay until she smiles" 😒
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3. Piggy-backing off the last screenshot: WHAT OTHER THOUGHTS, ANDREW??? yOU WERE JUST THINKING ABT HUGGING HER. WHAT DO YOU EVEN MEAN. THESE ARE SIMPLY INNOCENT BROTHERLY THOUGHTS ARE THEY NOT????? 🤨🤨🤨
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4. Bro just can't keep his hands off her. And everyone thinks Ashley's the clingy one jeez (lol the way he springs apart from her when Mom catches them is definitely definitelyyyy not worth analyzing. nope. not even when it happens a second time on the couch. nope. nooope)
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5. What. What is he thinking here. Don't think I don't see those grey lil blush lines. Is this connected to my third point somehow bc like... 🤨😬 Is "Andrew" is gonna start doing and being what "Andy" was too spineless and afraid of doing?? That's what the vow was partly abt right?? Does that include—
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5. WHEWWW BOY that little flashback with his gf has so much baggage in it I just wanna dissect. His girlfriend's tryna have a serious discussion with him abt his weird sister for the sake of bettering their relationship bc she genuinely loves him, but he just gets caught up in fondly talking abt said weird sister instead??
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6. He's awfully hesitant abt Ashley learning some independence, bc y'know what?? I think he doesn't really want her to stop relying on him. But what do I know y'know
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6. Wants his gf to put tie her hair up in a ponytail, then when she refuses bc he'll pull on it, says it's just "how boys express their love". Well. You know who else puts there hair up in a ponytail??? You know who else's hair he's always pulling on and touching???
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7. The voicemails in his gf's phone left by Ashley are heard by him in his dreams, and his dreams are a construction of his mind utilizing his memories, personal hangups, and knowledge of Ashley. The voicemails irl were left on his gf's phone, and for all we know, he never actually listened to them in person. Bearing this in mind... odds are the things Ashley's saying contain bits of truths he believes within himself, filtered thru her crude, hateful dialogue.
Here. I transcribed one of them...
"DO YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME!? Just because you can fuck him and I can't? You think that's love?! Are you fucking delusional?? Cumdumpsters like you are just that. He will never love you. Not like he loves me. I am the only one. I am everything. I am the secrets you'll never hear. When he lies in bed at night, and when he needs someone to hold on to… It's not you he seeks out. It is me."
8. Claims Ashley's the one with the jealous streak, not him, but I think he's just as bad. The only difference is that Ashley's never given him reason to act on it since all she's ever wanted was him, but at the slightest mention of her gettin it on w/someone else, even as a joke, he gets mad. "OVER MY DEAD BODY!!" he says, when she's jokingly contemplating getting knocked up via the neighbor so an ambulance would come for her. "I wouldn't let them," he says, when she's complaining abt not being pretty enough for the wardens to bang her
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9. Going hand-in-hand with that fact, he's intensely protective of her. Didn't hesitate to cleaver the warden who found her in the closet (probs didn't even BLINK lmaooo he chose VIOLENCE), and when the cake-stealing cultist insulted her just once, he stepped forward just like that
10. In their apt, when they were lying on the floor talking abt jumping off the balcony, he was really caught up in the "romantic" fantasy of them committing a double suicide and dying with their bodies entwined so irreparably by the impact they form one unified corpse "never to be separated!" and they get buried in the same coffin together. UM??? Bro fr thought he was the sane one of the two. That wasn't even true before the cannibalism and demon summoning 😭😭😭
BONUS:
11. This might just be me, but his reaction to seeing the post-sex vision doesn't strike me as someone who's inherently opposed to the idea. Instead of disgusted, he was... flustered?? He acted like she walked in mid-guilty pleasure wet dream. This wasn't a "GROSS THATS INCEST" reaction which is... the most normal reaction to have. That's the face of a man that got CAUGHT bro.
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He asks "we're not like that, are we?" and "why are you like this?" and questions the veracity of the vision, but he never actually explicitly denies wanting the vision to happen, more focused on Ashley and her reaction. He buries the elephant under the rug as fast as he can, bc yeah, it struck a landmine, but it probably wasn't a landmine for the reason Ashley thinks it is. I bet the vision just hit a little too close... :P
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Distraction | Xavier T.
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warnings ✩° : mutual pining, angry(?) confession, teasing, competition, cursing, rivals to lovers, both reader and xavier are 17-18 years old, fluff but also a tad spice.
pairing ✩° : xavier thorpe x fem!reader
premise ✩° :  on the day of the annual poe cup, you're put against your academic rival, xavier thorpe, and you don't want to lose. however, he has other plans of  getting the upper hand with you and knows exactly how to get his way. hes knocking out two birds with one stone, if you will.  
word count ✩° : 3.4k
authors note ✩° : this was done in literally a few hours bc i’m obsessed and it needs to be addressed.
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The rules were simple.
They always have been. Follow what the people in charge told you and don't disappoint. If you disappoint them then you disappoint the whole community and what good are you if you're a disappointment. It was hard not to see school, ground zero for being the best, as a competition. In fact, you thrived working towards a goal of being superior than everyone else; maybe it was due to the fact that no matter what was put in front of you, you could understand it and write it off as done as soon as you wrote your name. However, there were some things you didn't get at times and that frustrated you.
Over the time you’ve known him, it’s been test after test, assignment after assignment, obscure experiment after obscure experiment to prove to this seemingly effortlessly perfect creature that you’re better than him, only for you to miss his mark by one. point.
“Maybe you should think less about being better than me and more about the material, Y/n.” Xavier would say, “But don’t worry, you ALMOST got the same score as me.”
It wasn't his snarky comments or obviously stronger memory than you that made you over the top angry, no, it was the fact that you couldn't understand how he was doing it. Nothing made sense and the feeling of not knowing made looking into his stupid hazel eyes, gazing at his sharp and defined side profile, and wispy long hair all the more annoying. Everything has to have answers. So why did he make your throat tighten every time you spoke to him? Or your face flush with dark shades of pink and red? It had to be anger. There was no other explanation.
All of the rivalry would eventually lead you both up to the annual Poe Cup. A boat race amongst four teams, five members from each house all stuck together on their respective hand crafted boats each representing a different Edgar Allen Poe poem.
You're on The Black Cat team while Xavier’s on The Amontillado team. For a whole week you spend with your team, preparing for the race and to utterly destroy Xavier because this will finally prove to yourself that you’re good at him at something.
“You ready to beat the shit out of Xavier, Y/n?” Your friend who knows your rivalry with the guy smiles at you, “Once WE have that cup he has to realize that all he is to you, is dirt.” She was right.
“Relax, F/n, why ruin my chances with excitement when I can take all of that and shove it in his face at the very end.”
Your other team mate taps you both on your shoulders, “You guys ready? It’s almost time.” With that, you watch everyone file into their boats, Xavier included, and so you and your friend make your way into your own seats. However, just before you adjust your headband on your head, you decide to catch a glimpse of the destined losers on each side of you. Though no one else is important right now other than seeing him, so you give a side eyed glance in Xavier’s direction.
To your surprise, not only is he already looking at you, but, “Is he laughing at me?”
Your friend looks towards Xavier as well and scoffs, “Yeah,” She confirms, “Looks like they all are. Fucking clowns.”
As you chew on the inside of your cheek out of anger, a sudden whistle blows from Ms. Weems accompanied by a large megaphone that amplifies her voice as she speaks.
You can tell out of the corner of your eye that ever since your friend had rudely thrusted her middle finger into the sky for all the jesters to see, Xavier hadn't stopped looking at you. His eyes, laser focused, burned into the side of your head and it only made you more anxious for the race. You bite your lip ever so slightly and fight back the urge to look at him too.
Thankfully, you're saved by a gunshot that explodes into the air and suddenly your team gets pushed into the water.
Of all things, why should you be thinking about Xavier Thorpe and what he has to say or look at you for? All this time, you've convinced yourself that you could care less what he thinks of you. After all, the reason you're trying so hard to be better than him is the very reason that motivates you every day to get up and face him. Otherwise, you'd be locked away in your dorm with nothing to do but attend class and repeat the cycle. In a way, he was your reason to wake up.
“Y/N! Duck!” Your friend suddenly snaps you out of your mechanical like motions of rowing as hard as possible. Wasting no time, you dodge the flying axe coming your way by a hair. “What the hell?! Y/n, focus!”
“I am focused, F/n.”
“No, you're not. You got that lost look in your eyes. Stop thinking about Xavier and maybe pay attention to all the objects being thrown around at us? So you don't die, and most importantly, so we can win this for our hall?”
For the rest of the distance from the starting line to the other end of the lake, you try not to look behind you as looking behind you would only distract you from the prize. All of your team puts in their all in rowing as fast as they can together in sync, each arm pushing at the exact same second as everyone else to really glide through the water. Despite nets being tossed, siren students diving under boats and tipping them over, and very small fire crackers being thrown into other boats, three teams are left remaining to the next stage of the race. Getting the flag.
“Go go go!” F/n pushes you up, “Get the black flag. We’ll be waiting here to look out for anybody.”
Not wanting to waste anymore time, you nod and start sprinting directly into the old, creaky forest. Dry leaves crunch under your feet in threes, making their crinkles the only noise in the entire forest. That’s good, you think, that means no one else came yet. Quickly jumping over logs and rocks, you make your way to the flag destination, only to see that your black flag is missing.
“What the—”
“Hey,” a voice calls out from behind you, “Looking for something?”
The cheesy line doesn't go without an eye roll as you turn around, “Xavier.”
“You don't seem too happy to see me.” Your rival stands with a shit eating grin on his face, comically extenuated with crimson, drippy paint.
You're quick to reply, “I'm not. You took my flag which I need to win this. So hand it over, Thorpe.”
He raises his hands and allows you to charge up to him just close enough so that you're barely touching the tips of his pointed shoes with your jet black boots. “What? Who says I have your flag? I JUST got here in case you hadn't noticed.”
“I actually haven't noticed. Because why would I stop to care about where you are?”
“You seemed to care when we first started.” Xavier leans down and twists his head slightly, just enough for you to be caught off guard and step back, “I saw you looking at me.” His tone makes you shrink back.
Heat rushes to your face in a fleeting panic and almost immediately, your chest twists your rib cage hard enough to squeak out, “I WASN'T LOOKING AT YOU! YOU were looking at ME!”
Xavier raises his brows and chuckles, “I remember differently.”
Of course he has to be cocky now. “Look, Xavier. Just forget this and let me go. Your gross sweat is getting all over me.”
“Oh is that so?”
“YESNOWLETGO.”
He snickers at your flustered nature but decides to go the extra mile and tease you further, “You do realize that we all have to get back, Y/n, its kinda the whole reason why we made it here. Though it looks like its just the two of us.” He turns to both of his sides and then directs his attention back to you, “I’d say we have a little time.”
Again, you emphasize, “WE don't have time. Unlike you, I actually WANT to win. Xavier, I don't know what your deal is or why you're so obsessed with me and making me look like a complete and utter fool, but once I win this for my team, it ends. Do you understand me?”
Xavier exhales deeply, “You know, for someone who’s so high strung and smart, you're really dumb, aren't you?”
“What?”
He steps forward, causing you to back into a tree. You can feel the roughness of the tree bark as it etches its way across the backside of your suit, causing a mildly discomforting feeling that shivers throughout your skin. Before you can move forward, Xavier steps closer, basically eliminating any means of escaping.
“Why am I so obsessed with you? Is that what you think this is? Obsession?”
You look up at him to find his naturally tall stature hunched over to be at eye level with you. Surely, if anyone to walk into the scene, they’d think you two were stopping the competition just to make out. Even though Xavier’s hand is firmly pressed just between your ear and shoulder and he was just over an inch close to you so that your noses are barley touching, it’s not like that at all. Yet, at least.
“That’s what I just asked.” Your eyebrows stitch together bitterly, “Can you not hear, clown? You don’t understand how hard it is for me to watch my reputation die because of you and your perfect grades and your perfect art. What makes you think you can just parade yourself around to be better than me?!” The questions leave a burning sensation in your throat.
“Reputation? Grades? Is that what this is about?”
“YES! Are you DENSE?!”
Instead of matching your violent glower, you watch as the clown leans his head to the side in laughter. His lips parting just enough so you can see his sharp teeth laugh at you too, “Y/n, did you just call me dense? What is that? An insult? At least I’m not the one who always scores lower than me.”
Embarrassment? Anger? Nervousness? Why was his laugh the thing to make you feel weak now? Maybe the first two are theories, but the third is a definite fact. Your eyes are quickly drawn in by his hazel pupils, curious and dilated as they stare back at you. For a moment, the silence between you two isnt filled with hate or rivalry, but peace. That is until he lets out a breathy laugh after getting a good look at your calm face for once.
“Y/n, cat got your tongue? Or do you just not have anything else to say to me other than ‘I hate you’ and ‘stop being better than me’?” He points a finger to your feline head accessory.
"Shut up.” You bark, “Dumb isn’t really a good insult either. You are so full of shit—"
Xavier moves closer, now toe to toe with you and just a breath away from your face.
“God, Y/n, cant you see that I like you? All this time I thought it was so obvious. I mean, how are you going to tell people you're the smartest person in the room when you cant even pick up on subtle hints that basically spell it out for you?” He says, “Or are you too busy to notice anyone other than yourself?”
His words cause your heart to pound once, twice, and before you know it you can’t hear anything but the thumping in your chest and the soft winds surrounding you both. Xavier parts his lips again, determined to give you the answers you've been so desperately searching for. 
“Do you know how fucking exhausting it is to pretend I hate you back, just to have the opportunity to talk to you?” His tone is exasperated and shallow, but he doesn't break eye contact with you, “You seriously thought all those times we got close was because I wanted to be ‘better’ than you in some subject?” Almost like he doesn't believe you, Xavier shakes his head in disapproval, “The only time Ive wanted to prove to you I'm worth something is now.”
His confession only fills your head with more questions, “That doesn't even make any sense! How can you say you didn't actually want to be better than me when that's all you did?” You feel the heat saturate into a dark pink that settles into your cheeks, “And why are you telling me all this now? Why are you so adamant on telling me that you—”
Xavier doesn't even acknowledge your questions, he just continues to hold a burning tension between you and him, focusing only on one thing.
Fuck.
Maybe its the fact hes so close, or that he told you hes liked you all this time, but right now it feels like nothings stopping you from telling him too. It just feels so right.
Before you know it, your mouth opens on its own, your bottom lip trembling for just a second. Xavier’s eyes trail down to your lips, then back into your eyes, and a small smirk pulls the corner of his ivory painted skin up.
Without another second to lose, Xavier tilts even closer than he thought he’d ever be to you and cups your cheek, finding the courage you both need to pull you into an unexpected kiss.
The pastiness of your rival’s white face paint rubs against your dewy skin as the taste of him spreads across your pallet, rough, warm, and agonizingly slow. With a gentle hand, you bunch the back of Xavier’s thin yet airy suit and fall into him, curving just enough so he can extend his hold on you.
Xavier knew that he wanted to touch you. It’s basically been his dream ever since he got close to you and seemingly hurdled himself into being your rival. But he’d never admit that. Or maybe, now he would. Gently, Xavier clasps onto your hips more carefully, securely rubbing his fingers against the skin tight latex uniform you were forced to wear which gives him enough grip to hook his desperate palms onto your body.
You break away for a second, just long enough to look at his face and how mesmerized he is by you and just how fucked you are in this downward spiral of messy feelings and requited love. Love you are much too afraid to commit to. But, Xavier pulls you back into his lips and makes you forget all of your worries, even the one you're supposed to be most worried about. 
The kiss practically captures you for what seems like an eternity, erasing all memory of the Poe Cup and time spent hating Xavier's guts only to now realize that that hate may have been fueled by a painfully simple crush. But you wouldn't admit that either. Though, now there’s no other explanation to the methods behind your madness.
Soon enough, your hands find their rightful place in his long, messy hair, scooting his jester cap off easily. Had you known his hair was this soft before? You always told yourself you didn't care but now it was too hypnotizing not to twirl your fingers in. In fact, it’s practically asking you to grab it and play with it, screaming at you to touch it, touch him.
Xavier’s hips press into yours, giving you the go ahead to adjust your position so that your thigh is comfortably resting atop his hip. The stance feels too natural to be normal, and you're both caught off guard by it. Yet, you continue to taste him and feel him up close without another thought.
Nipping at your bottom lip, you can feel Xavier let out a sigh of relief, as if kissing you has been something on his mind for years. Only half of that could be true. Still, his victory cheer makes you do your own version with a quieter huff.
You give the roots of his hair a tight squeeze before your shoulders relax and another sigh escapes from your now open mouth. The force of his lips smashing against yours pushes you back successfully, leaving each part of your body to surrender to his. For once, you let it and as much as you hate to admit it, whatever he was doing was working.
When he finally pulls away, your breath is harsh and so is his. No matter how hard you could try, looking away from his hazy eyes was not an option. Just like the fog around you both, his gaze is inescapable and suffocating. You knew kissing your rival was a bad idea, but neither one of you want to move your hands from their proper places on each other.
Just then, a distant voice calls out to Xavier that snaps you out of your absentmindedness. “Shit,” Xavier curses softly against your lips, “Thanks for that Y/n,” he pulls away, much to your hidden displeasure, “But...I have a cup to win.”
Suddenly, it all comes hurdling back.
“FUCK! THE RACE!” You tear yourself away from Xavier, breaking the warmth between you both, and scramble to find your flag, “YOU CONNIVING SON OF A BITCH. YOU DISTRACTED ME!”
“I hope you don't mind but I actually sort of hid it.” He grins slyly at you, straightening his suit with a swift rub on his chest, “No rules, remember?” He pulls out a flag from behind him and snickers. Has he had that this entire time?
A flash of surging anger fumes inside of your chest, but Xavier just smiles. In his mind, it’s almost laughable how you fell for his devious yet successful confession slash plan. It was too good to pass up. And judging by the sour pout on your face, it worked!
“Y/n,” He chirps, “Was I a good distraction?” He can’t help but ask.
You avoid his gaze and turn your head to other possible directions your flag can be in, “You're the worst, Xavier.”
He runs a hand through his brown hair and smooths it down, “Right, right. You hate me. But I got you pretty good, didn’t I?” He picks up his jester cap and lazily smashes it onto the top of his head, “I'm gonna go, but, you should totally meet me in my dorm tonight? At 8?”
He makes his hasty exit before you can reply, leaving you breathless and weak in the knees—mostly tight fisted and furious, but still, weak in the knees.
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“So, Y/n. Do you want to explain why you...left for so long..?” Your teammate asks, kind of scared to ask in the first place but confusion was eating her alive. How fitting.
Instead of answering, you reply with strong and swift robotic motions that quickly thunk your boat along the shore line, taking a good chunk out of the grass and soil. Unfortunately, half way through your synchronized rowing, some water kicked up into the boat and soaked your costume. You didn't care though. All you wanted was Xavier.
And his head on a stick.
Sounds of congratulatory cheers erupt from the crowd as Xavier and the rest of his jester-like teammates hold up the Poe Cup trophy together.
“Bitch.” Is all you can say when all your other teammates wash up next to you, sad, defeated, and soaked with murky lake water.
“Well get them next time, Y/n. Don’t be so hard on yourself!” Your friend smiles happily.
Yeah. Tonight.
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HI BABRIE! HI KEN! [part 3, LH44 smau]
Lewis Hamilton x pregnant!reader [social media au]
Masterlist & Hi Barbie! Hi Ken! [part 1, LH44 smau] & Hi Barbie! Hi Ken! [part 2, LH 44 smau]
Summary: Lewis and his "real-life Barbie" girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N have a secret they keep from the fans. Though it's only matter of time before they announce the happy news... it's not like it can stay hidden forever anyways.
Warnings: Pregnancy. Slight hate and bodyshaming towards Y/N. If you're not in the right headspace, please don't read it!🫶
Author's Note: After quite some time, hello! I'm so sorry this took so long, but life has been so busy and hectic last month I simply didn't have time and energy to write this sooner. Though I'm very glad for everyone who waited for this part and I hope you'll like it. It's probably not the last one, I have few ideas for more parts. But I don't want to promise anything, we all know how long this part took XD.
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lewishamilton So proud to support charity program for the involvement of children from disadvantaged families in sports yourusername has been working on for a few years now. All money raised from the friendly basketball match goes to the fond of the charity. Let's change lives of these talented kids together! 💫🙏🏾
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user1 basketball players should be grateful our king chose to be f1 driver 😌
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yourusername together we can change the world for better!! 💫💕
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user3 You make our lives better by existing Y/N😍😍
user4 I think this is too idealistic lol
user5 queen speaking facts and keeping us motivated
user6 LET HER COOK 🗣🗣🗣
user7 Sir Lewis Hamilton is Sir for a reason 👑
mercedesamgf1 🙏🤍
user8 even though he'll be driving for ferrari next year mercedes still supports him!!!
user9 and what did you think? that they'll ignore him or hate him suddenly? he still got a whole season w them 🤣 plus it's all marketing
user10 nah i'll just live in delusion that admin loves lewis & y/n🥰🥰🥰🥰
user11 I love how you use your platform to raise awareness
user12 omg he's so hot 🥵
user13 Wait, why is Lewis at Y/N's charity event instead of her? I usually support her, but this is just weird... why can't she stand up for her own thing?
user14 RIGHT?! idk why she didn't even bother showing there
user15 Honestly I think that Lewis going there brings more attention to it than just her going there, and it's a good thing people are noticing this organization. Though I don't understand why she didn't go there as well 🤷‍♀️
user16 guys stop wtf she could be sick or smth
user14 or she's just another attention seeker... never liked her tbh
user16 the only attention seeker here is u user14 get a life and stop hating 😘
user14 i'm not hating, i'm stating facts and unlike y/n i don't need a man to do shit for me lmfao
user17 Y'all are really getting mad over nothing xddd
user18 Amazing work! 👏 you make the difference, Lewis😍🖤💛
user19 the fact he has pink pants bc it's y/n's fav color and it's for a charity event she helped organize... i want a man like him 😩
user20 He's down bad for her!!!
user21 I mean... who wouldn't, just look at her🤭
user22 fr what i'd give to talk to y/n once
user23 Our fashion barbie iconic Queen 💖💖
user24 Lew giving the little boy a fist bump🥹
user25 he is going to be a great dad one day
user24 Oh definitely!🫶
user26 can't wait for dad lewis
user27 omggg imagine little him and y/n running around the paddock 😭😭
user26 they'll be sooo cute istg
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yourusername japan grand prix w my favs 🇯🇵🤍
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lewishamilton 🤍🤍
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user1 awww i live for bf lewis
user2 YOU DESERVE SOMEONE BETTER
user3 and who would that be user2 ?? you? lmfao u wish🤣🤣
user4 the disrespect of writing these things under HIS COMMENT where he shows SUPPORT to HIS GIRLFRIEND...
user5 Lewis & Y/N 4ever 🫶
user6 omg look at roscoe baby so cute
user7 the teeth I can't🥹
user8 It's Roscoe's world and we're just living in it fr
alexandrasaintmleux so prettyyy 🙏🌺
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yourusername oh stoppp u are prettier 💓💐
user9 Girls supporting girls and wags supporting wags... that's what we like!!!!
user10 the fact lewis liked alex's comment w two accounts is the best thing that happened this week😭
user11 shut uppp I didn't even notice it before user10 😭 he's such a simp I love this 😭😭
user10 i knoooow😭
user12 finally you attended a grand prix this year!!!!
user13 😍😍😍😍😍
mercedesamgf1 It's always brighter with you in the paddock Barbie Y/N!💖
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yourusername next time i'm going all out w the pink 💖🫶
user14 the legend herselffff
user15 Admin is slaying and supporting Y/N 💁‍♀️
user16 MOTHER IS SERVING ONCE AGAIN🧎🏻‍♀️
roscoelovescoco Enjoying's dad's racing's w my's best's mum's ☺️🏎
yourusername enjoying dad racing w my best son 🥹💕
user17 not roscoe slowly learning y/n's slang and saying w instead of with🤭
user18 and the fact Lewis is the one really writing it... !!!!!
user19 They're such cute a family🥰
user20 mum and dad and son... I can't it's too adorable 🫠❤️‍🩹
user21 Literally the queen of f1 and gorgeousness keep slaying
user22 where is the usual barbie aesthetic?!😥
user23 fr I want pink dresses not blue trousers
user24 Guys she can wear whatever she wants
user23 yeah true but still... she already built that image so why not keep it wtf 🤷‍♀️
user25 Covering her fat stomach with the purse ewww 🤢🥴
user26 i wanna take u haters seriously... but I just can't xd
user27 if you have anger issues like me and don't like online trolls, pls stop scrolling people! there are so many dumb users from twitter in these comments!🙃
user28 I just don't get why they're hating on Y/N all of sudden... what did she ever do to them
user29 idk, probably bcs she wasn't active for a while (she was probably not feeling well or smth as she said in an interview few days back) and didn't attend any gp till japan this year (again she was probably sick so understandable)... plus lot of f1 "fans" are jealous bitches change my mind
user30 Internet always moves in waves and one time everybody loves u and then they hate u 😬
user31 yeah but it's so sad cause y/n is such a sweetheart🥺❤️
user32 I honestly wouldn't care about the haters if they didn't attack her body and the way she looks... that's down right embarrassing and disgusting
user33 AGREED user32
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lewishamilton It's hard to put into words how happy and excited we are. Can't wait to hold our baby in a few months and support my dearest love on every step of the way. Feeling blessed right now 🤍🪐
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charles_leclerc Well, that's a shocking news I didn't know about this time...😂
charles_leclerc But big congratulations!❤️
yourusername yeah we needed to give u heart attack w smth too 😉💋
susie_wolff Congratulations Lewis and Y/N, you will be great parents! 💫🫶
yourusername thx susie, we have great role models in u and toto!!! ✨❤️‍🩹
lewishamilton 🫶🏾🫶🏾
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yourusername love u kelly 💕
sebastianvettel Many congratulations!
lewishamilton Thank you Seb!
yourusername will u be the fun uncle??? pls seb 🥹🙏
sebastianvettel If you'll make me their godfather....
yourusername done deal 🤝
lewishamilton I-... fair enough, done deal
fencer EXCUSE ME?!! THAT'S NOT FAIR
charles_leclerc Yeah what is this favorism?!
yourusername guys it's seb how could we say no 😌✨
charles_leclerc True... fair enough then I guess 🙂
fencer I still feel VERY offended
yourusername charles don't use that ironic emoji on me and fencer u can have the second child
lewishamilton Darling that sounds like you're sacrificing our second child while the first one isn't even born yet...
yourusername whoops 🫢🙈
sebastianvettel Do you realize this is not a private conversation?
yourusername actually u can set selected comments private seb 😁
charles_leclerc Wait seriously?!
lewishamilton No, she's just testing if he's old enough to believe her 🙄
yourusername you're sour bc u believed me the first time i tried it love ☺️🫶
sebastianvettel This is exactly why I didn't have Instagram sooner.
charles_lecerc We love you Seb!❤️
yourusername yeah we do love u our new godfather!!!!💖
mercedesamgf1 Congratulations from the whole team!🤩🤍
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alexandrasaintmleux awww so happy for both of u!💞
yourusername hope you're prepared to be the fav auntie 🤭💋
alexandrasaintmleux anything for my little nephew or niece hamilton 🫡
scuderiaferrari The next world champion on the way?😍❤️
yourusername pls i hope they'll stay far away from racing 😭
scuderiaferrari Well... then we'll at least get another tifosi 😉
georgerussell68 Wishing all the best mate!
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landonorris Wooohooo congrats!!!
landonorris Wait- do y'all realize you'll be parents now? Like real REAL parents of an actual child?!
yourusername yeah lando that's how it usually works when u get pregnant 😊
landonorris Yeah but... wait! The child needs to be McLaren fan!
yourusername your mission to get all hamiltons to be your fan is getting more complicated, isn't it? 😂🫢
landonorris Shhhh Y/N it's a secret mission 🤫
yourusername oh my bad sry
yourusername wait why do i know about it then???
landonorris Ehhh... miscalculation?
yourusername tf lando 😭
lewishamilton I'm starting to think this baby will be our second child and Lando is our first...
landonorris Wow so can I officially say Lewis Hamilton is my daddy now?😀
lewishamilton NO
yourusername lando don't you dare or istg
landonorris Byeee parents!! 🤗
f1 Let's go! 💖👶
francisca.cgomes babyyyyy 🤎🍂
pierregasly Why the leaves?
francisca.cgomes bcs it's an autumn babyyyyy
yourusername love u kika 💕
pierregasly Oh congrats by the way!🫶
yourusername thx pierre 💕
logansargeant RAAAAAHHH 🇺🇸🦅
logansargeant Sorry alex_albon took my phone 😒 I wanted to say congratulations!🤍
alex_albon 😇
yourusername lol
yourusername but thx sm logan, you're such a sweetheart! 🫶
lilymhe I swear it'll be the cutest baby ever
yourusername babe it'll totally will if u say so 💋
kevinmagnussen 🙌
hulkhulkenberg Welcome to the dad's club on the grid Lewis! 😉
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oscarpiastri What a happy day, congratulations! 🧡
yourusername what's the orange heart doing here oscahh??? 🤨
oscarpiastri 💖
oscarpiastri Better now?
yourusername thx oscar sm for the congrats!🥰 also you should use my signature heart emoji more often 💖
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yourusername enjoying the barbie life 💖💐
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lewishamilton Beautiful, gorgeous and my Barbie!
yourusername awww my ken 💞🫶
user1 omg i love them sm
user2 I wanna have what they have
user3 the effect bf Lewis has on me should be studied 😩
user4 Just the fact he usually isn't active on ig and doesn't comment or anything... and she is the only exception😭🤭
user5 gorgeous literally so gorgeous
user6 The baby bump 🥹🥹
user7 and she looks so good with it too 🥹🥹
alexandrasaintmleux such good times hanging out with my fav barbie! 💋💖
yourusername the best times girly!!! 💕
user8 i live for this friendship
user9 Imagine these two next year in Ferrari garage together!😍
user10 literally the only good thing coming out of lewis leaving mercedes
user11 fr fr user10
user12 Are those flowers from Lewis???
roscoelovescoco Yeah's they'res from's dad's 🌻☺️
user13 OH MY GOD ROSCOE HIIII
user12 Can't believe Lewis Hamilton replied to my comment as his dog 😭
user13 lol user12 u really won life xd
user14 this is sooo cuteee 😻
user15 You and Alex look so good together! Hope you'll be friends forever!
kellypiquet where's the bag from? it's so pretty! 😍🤍
yourusername idk lew gave it to me for christmas last year... i'll ask and let u know!! 🤍🫶
kellypiquet 🫶
user16 The queens of the paddock right here 🙌
user17 still can't believe y/n & lewis are going to be parent in a few months
user18 RIGHT?! It's like a fever dream for me 😭
user19 Yeah i was excited for dad Lewis so long that now I can't believe it's finally happening 🤭❤️
user20 the best wag right here
user21 and soon the best mum!
user22 Ur STUNNING 😭💖
user23 Woman 💅
user24 proud to say i never hated on Y/N
user25 YES
user26 always knew she's the queen 👸💗
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yourusername can't describe in words how much i love u lew!!! 💖💫
lewishamilton Love you too darling, so much!
user1 I can't 😭
user2 i wanna have what they have
user3 THE BEST COUPLE EVER
user4 if they ever break up love isn't real
user5 I'll tell my children they are the original Barbie & Ken
user6 my parents 🥰
user7 y'all don't understand how much i love them
user8 The best parents ever!!!!
roscoelovescoco Mums looking's gorgeous 🥹☀️
lewishamilton She in fact is.
yourusername my boys making me cry 🥹💓
roscoelovescoco Oh's no's mums don't cry's 🙁
yourusername don't worry baby it's happy tears 💞
user9 now I'm crying too... this is so sweet
user10 The reason they're my favs😍
user11 why is this so precious 😭😭
user12 so prettyyyy
kellypiquet Our Barbie looking like a goddess!💅🏻💝
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yourusername thx kelly!!!💕
user13 she's fr glowing 😻
user14 Thought she can't get more beautiful than she was before but pregnancy proved me wrong
user15 MARRY HER
user16 we love bf lewis dedicating whole post to y/n 🤭🤭
voguemagazine 🤩📸
user17 ariana what are u doing here?!??!!
user18 Even Vogue is an Y/N fan and we love it
user19 y'all don't understand how bad i need her to be on the cover of vogue or some other magazine 😩
user20 OMG user19 SHE WOULD SLAY IT TOO HARD
user21 You should marry her now!!! 💍💍
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user22 heyyy did someone else see lewis like it and then un-like it?!😧
user21 When the notification of roscoelovescoco liking my comment came up on my phone I nearly dropped it and screamed... like what? Excuse me sir!!! 😃
user23 LOL I love how he goes savage liking comments w his dog's account and then regrets it immediately xd
user24 guuuyyyssss what if it means we'll get proposal soon???☺️
user21 I wish!!!!
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Pairing : Han Jisung x F!Reader TW : anonymous friends to lovers type beat ; physical fighting ; reader is bullied ; angst ; fluffy ending ; Word Count : 8.9k A/N : Haven't even started writing this one yet but I know it's gonna take a bit, I hope the wait is worth it!! I hope that this is good! I kind of changed things a little bit, but I feel like it's still good... right? It has a k-drama feel to it... Not proof read!! Request : Anonny : Hello! If your requests are open can you write something for skz han? Where han is a popular person that everyone likes and he doesn't know the identity of reader but they are able to have really nice conversations. He thinks he found the person he's been talking to and starts dating them and reader agrees to help the person with talking to him. But han actually starts talking to reader and realizes that they were the person he fell in love with. Reader didn't tell him their true identity bc they were told he could never love someone like them. I hope that makes sense.
An anonymous chat room… What could possibly go wrong? It had started as a way for other students to get help with certain subjects without the judgment of their peers over not knowing enough. Soon enough, like most things, it had completely lost its original reason for being made, and now it was being used for anything but studying. There were chat rooms for dissing people, chat rooms for hooking up, and then there was the more… safe chat rooms, for people that were just lonely and wanting to talk, people that were too awkward or shy to have conversations face to face. Everyone had an online identity that no one else knew about… A different persona… It was scary… But sometimes it was nice to just… Talk to someone. 
JiHizzy : Hey! You online? 
Your phone vibrated with the message, and you couldn’t help but smile at the familiar sound of the notification. You had been talking to him for weeks now, and it was the one part of your day that you truly looked forward to. 
JustAnotherGirl : Yeah! What’s up?
JiHizzy : Finally got back to my dorm. I was trying to study for finals…
JustAnotherGirl : I’m gonna guess that didn’t work out for you? 
JiHizzy : Crazily enough, I ended up at the bar instead of the library. 
JustAnotherGirl : I don’t know how you could possibly get the two confused lol
JiHizzy : It’s a friday night, I don’t think anyone was at the library. Weren’t you at the bar too? It was packed. 
JustAnotherGirl : Mm… Nope! I don’t really party like that, I was too busy studying for my finals. 
JiHizzy : Ooh, the innocent type? I like that.
JustAnotherGirl : Are you flirting with me? 
JiHizzy : I might be… You know the acronym of your username is jag… all you need is I and you’d be jagi to me. 
JustAnotherGirl : That must be the alcohol talking…
JiHizzy : Not at all. You’re just my type. I really want to meet you.
JustAnotherGirl : Oh, would you look at the time? We should get some sleep! Goodnight! 
While it was supposed to stay an anonymous chat room, some people were just too popular to stay hidden longer than the first week. One of those people was JiHizzy, better known as Han Jisung, the most popular guy on campus simply because of his looks. All of the girls wanted him, and all of the guys wanted to be him. He was the top of the totem pole, and that put you at the very bottom. 
If the two of you were to walk past each other on campus, he wouldn’t even spare you a passing glance… But with the promise of anonymity, you were able to talk to him every night. You were able to know what it felt like to be liked by someone like him. You could never meet him though, if he found out who you really were… He’d stop talking to you immediately. You didn’t want to lose him… Even if you didn’t truly have him. 
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JiHizzy : Are you in class right now? 
In the silence of the classroom, the vibration of your phone was much louder than you thought it would be. Everyone turned to look in your direction, and you quickly grabbed your phone and placed it on your lap, hoping that if another message came in, it would be silent. 
JiHizzy : I know you are, you’re such a good girl… WAIT DOES THAT SOUND WEIRD!? I’M SORRY!! 
JiHizzy : I was just thinking that maybe… Maybe you could tell me what class you’re in…
JiHizzy : And I could get a glimpse of you… Or who I think is you… I just want to have a face to go with the name…
You held in your sigh as you felt your phone vibrate incessantly against your lap, chewing on your bottom lip as you attempted to focus on your studies, but it seemed like he wouldn’t let up unless you responded. 
JiHizzy : PLEASE!! 
JustAnotherGirl : Why is it so important? I like being anonymous… I like talking to you…
JiHizzy : Because I like you, and I can’t stop thinking about you, and I want to daydream about you…
JiHizzy : But it’s kind of hard to daydream about someone if I don’t know what they look like.
JustAnotherGirl : Well, daydream about what you think I look like. It’s probably better than how I really look anyway. 
JiHizzy : You’re talking like I’ll stop messaging you or stop liking you if I meet you…
JiHizzy : You don’t think I’m that kind of person… Do you? 
JustAnotherGirl : I don’t know who you are… But it’s just easier like this for me… 
JiHizzy : Alright alright
JiHizzy : I’m sorry if I upset you…
JiHizzy : But hey! I heard that they’re releasing an update soon where we can actually talk to each other on the phone!
JustAnotherGirl : Can’t people tell who other people are by their voice? 
JiHizzy : Idk… But I want to call you when it comes out. Can we at least do that?
JustAnotherGirl : Maybe… I’ll think about it… I have to study now. So do you! 
JiHizzy : Right! Okay, I’ll message you later! 
He daydreamed about you… He thought about you… You wondered what this image looked like, the girl that he thought you were. You were sure that it looked nothing like you, and it was better that way. He was so popular, you didn’t want to tarnish his image if he was even seen talking with you, let alone walking beside you… although you were sure that something like that would never happen. 
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When the call feature was released, everyone was so excited. People were testing it out as soon as their apps updated… But you were dreading it. Texting guaranteed staying anonymous, but hearing someone's voice, even if they didn’t know what you looked like, a voice was a way to identify someone. Even Jisungs voice, anyone and everyone could tell it was him coming if they heard him talking. His voice was distinct, it was his and his only. You didn’t know how distinct your voice would be, and the only thing you had going for you was the fact that you didn’t talk much at all. 
A time that you’d usually be counting down to now had your stomach twisted up into knots, your knees folded up against your chest as you tried to think of anything but the inevitable phone call that you knew he would ask for. “What’s got you all worked up?” Your roommate asked as she walked into your room. As if things couldn’t get any worse, she just had to be back in at a normal hour. 
Of course you had gotten paired up to dorm with the most popular girl on campus, it was just another way of lifes mysterious twists and turns supposedly. She was absolutely ruthless, and while you had asked to have your room changed at the beginning of every semester, it miraculously could never be done. As if college wasn’t hard enough, having to reside with her was just added stress. 
“Fine. Ignore me. I didn’t want to talk to you anyway.” She mumbled, dropping down onto the ridiculously large and disgustingly luxurious bed that took up almost the entirety of her half of the room. She was rich, of course she was, and she took every opportunity to flaunt her wealth to everyone on campus, and you were no exception, you just got the brunt of it. 
“I’m gonna take a shower real quick… Do you have to use the bathroom before I get in?” You asked, keeping your head down so she didn’t look at you like the peasant that you knew she thought you were. She scoffed loudly, and out of the corner of your eye, you saw her flick her wrist in the direction of the bathroom. 
JiHizzy : You awake? Don’t tell me you’re sleeping already! 
JiHizzy : You haven’t been online in 3 hours! Come onnnnn!
JiHizzy : Are you ignoring me?!?!?! :( 
JiHizzy : Did I do something… Say something wrong? 
JiHizzy : Ahhh… Maybe you are sleeping… Okay 
JiHizzy : Goodnight! Sleep well!!
You never took your phone into the bathroom with you, not just because it seemed unsanitary or unhygienic, you also couldn’t afford to potentially drop it on the tile floor and bust the screen. Maybe you should have, but again, you didn’t think that your roommate would go through your phone. You were pretty sure that she wouldn’t even touch something that belonged to you. You had never been more wrong. 
The vibrating of your phone had caught her attention, and maybe if it had only gone off once she would have ignored it, but Jisung was a spam texter. “Hmm…” She hummed to herself as she snatched your phone off the nightstand, and her curiosity quickly turned to annoyance when she saw just who had been texting you. “No way… There’s no way!” She shrieked, glaring at your phone. 
As the story goes, the popular guy should automatically be with the popular girl… that’s how it always goes! She wouldn’t allow something like this to happen… It just couldn’t. She was being a good person, she had to look out for Jisungs reputation, that’s what it was. Luckily everything was anonymous, you were anonymous… He wouldn’t have to be embarrassed to like you… He wouldn’t even have to know it was you. 
“What are you doing?” She was still holding your phone as you walked out of the bathroom, and your stomach dropped as you thought about what she could have been doing to your phone. Why would she even have it. “Look… I don’t touch your stuff, please don’t touch mine.” You mumbled as you scurried over to grab your phone out of her hand. 
“Jesus, don’t have a tantrum.” She muttered, rolling her eyes as she turned her attention back to her own phone. “Maybe you should silence your notifications before leaving your phone unattended.” Her words only worried you more, prompting you to check what she could have been talking about, and you could feel the anxiousness creeping up further and further until it had taken you over completely. 
She had seen the notifications, and you’d be a fool to think that she didn’t know exactly who it was that was messaging you. Would she tell him? It would be absolutely humiliating, it would destroy you, you couldn’t imagine the way he and his friends would react to finding out that it was you who he had been talking to. Should you tell her not to say anything? “I…” No… It might make her say something. Maybe she’ll forget about it in the morning. That would be the best case scenario. 
“I think Han Jisung and I would be the perfect couple, right? I mean, we’re both popular, we’re both insanely attractive! That’s why I feel so bad for him, you know? It’s not like he’d willingly go for a complete loser, but this stupid anonymous app is really getting his hopes up.” You were right there, she knew exactly what she was doing, but she still had the audacity to look over at you with the fakest smile. “Were you saying something?” 
“N-No…” You stammered, pushing yourself up off your bed and heading to the door. “I’m gonna take a walk, I’ll be back later…” She didn’t say anything to you as you left, simply laughing along with the multitudes of friends that she had on call. Had she told them? Were they all laughing at you? Of course they were, she was right… Why would he want to be with someone like you? You were a nobody, a speck of dust, no… Not even that. People notice dust… you were less than that. 
But why didn’t you deserve to be happy, even if that meant staying behind the safety and security of your phone screen and a basic username? Were you not allowed to have anything? Not even some sort of happiness brought by anonymous interaction? Isn’t that how everything on the internet is nowadays anyway? No one really knows each other… So why is it such a big deal if you talk to him? Why should you be shamed for doing it the way you have been? Could you not even have this one thing? 
Being outside was like a breath of fresh air, at least for a moment, but those thoughts brought on by the words of your roommate were suffocating. Should you even respond to him? He thought you were sleeping already… you could tell him you had been busy… His messages have the ability to help you feel better in an instant, and you needed that now. You clicked on the notification and quickly typed in your password to open the app, and not even a second passed before your phone was vibrating in your hand. 
JiHizzy : Hey! There you are! 
JustAnotherGirl : Hm… Were you just sitting and waiting for me to come online?
JiHizzy : and what if I was?? 
JiHizzy : you know I can’t sleep without talking to you first. 
JustAnotherGirl : I didn’t know that though…
JiHizzy : well now you know! :D 
JiHizzy : so… the call feature came out! I want to call you! Can I?
JustAnotherGirl : uhm… I don’t know… 
JiHizzy : are you in your room? Is your roommate sleeping? I can talk quiet!
JustAnotherGirl : no… no it’s not that…
JiHizzy : I want to hear your voice… please? We can talk about anything! Anything you want! 
JustAnotherGirl : I guess… 
In a second your phone was buzzing, Jisungs screen name front and center on your screen. What a foolish feature this is, why not just give people your phone number if you’ll just talk on the phone? What’s next? Video calling? What if…? You would never do that… You couldn’t… He wouldn’t want to see you anyway. 
Your hands shook as you accepted the call and brought your phone up to your ear. “Hehe, hey! Took you a bit to answer, I thought you’d just ignore me!” His voice came with a face, one that you could perfectly envision in your mind. His smile, the creasing of his eyes as he probably laid back against his pillow, one arm tucked under his head, perfectly at ease with everything. He was so lucky and he probably didn’t even realize it. 
“Oh… uh… no. I was just… trying to find somewhere to sit.” You lied, looking around at the line of streetlamps that illuminated the sidewalks that led to different buildings. “H-Hi…” You stammered, and you knew exactly why you were flustered, why you were so nervous. Jisung was practically a GOD here, and you might as well have been an earthworm with how much lower you were than him. If anyone found out about this, you were sure that the both of you would be humiliated, but for vastly different reasons. 
“You don’t have a couch or a bed or anything in your dorm?” He asked, and you felt stupid, this whole thing just felt insanely stupid. So what if you didn’t have a couch or a bed in your dorm anyway, not everyone was made of money! What was he going to do, judge you for it? “Well… Look, if you need help or anything… I-” 
“I don’t need help.” You stated quickly, and you truly didn’t. Sure, you didn’t have a couch or a flat screen television in your dorm, but you had a bed, and that was more than what most people had, so you had no reason to complain. “I’m actually-” A particularly loud gust of wind whipped around you, the force so strong that you could almost hear it crackling in your speaker, and it whipped up freshly fallen leaves around you. 
“Are you outside?” There was a slight panic in his voice, although you weren’t sure why. It’s not like you hadn’t braved elements far more atrocious than wind before. But then again, he didn’t exactly know you well. With the image he had in his mind of you, he probably thought you were too pretty, too perfect to be outside in the wind, potentially getting your hair messed up. “Did you go outside just to talk to me? I-If I knew you were going to do that, I would have just said to wait until a different day to call. I don’t want you to get ill.” 
You clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth. Was he always this caring, or was he just pretending? Only the people closest to him would know, and you weren’t close to him at all. Surely to be as popular as he was, he’d have to be some kind of an asshole… That’s how the movies and the shows always depict the popular guys. They were too good for people like you… But… He didn’t know you were a person… A person like you. “It’s fine, really. I’ve walked home in thunderstorms before… A little gust of wind isn’t going to take me out.” 
There was a sigh from his end of the call, and then the rustling of what sounded like sheets or blankets. “Well tell me where you are. You’re already out, and I wouldn’t mind walking a bit to come see you. I really want to know you… I can get my shoes on real quick and-” You hung up the call before he was finished, your breath held in your throat, and you didn’t let it go until you were certain the call was ended. It was rude, sure, of course it was… But why was he so god damn pressed on meeting you!? Why wasn’t this good enough for him too?! 
JiHizzy : Did the call cut out? Was it the wind?? Are you okay!?
JiHizzy : If you don’t answer me, I’ll… I don’t know… I’m not a computer wizard but…
JiHizzy : I know people can trace things and… Please tell me you’re okay. I’m worried.
JustAnotherGirl : yeah… I’m fine… 
JustAnotherGirl : my phone battery is dying… 
JiHizzy : Oh! Okay! 
JiHizzy : Get inside quick, please. Charge your phone and message me in the morning… yeah?
JustAnotherGirl : yeah… 
JustAnotherGirl : Goodnight…
JiHizzy : Goodnight beautiful! 
This was getting worse, it was only going to get harder… Maybe you should cut ties with him now… It would be better that way, wouldn’t it? It wasn’t paying off to selfishly keep him, basically trapped behind your phone screen because you were scared of the embarrassment that would come along with actually meeting him. You needed to let him go…
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Your roommate was laying in bed, a sheet mask over her face and the bedside table lamp had been dimmed. She was sleeping, at least that’s what you thought, until the door latch clicked as you shut it and she jumped up. “What were you out doing, huh?” The questions immediately started, and you shook your head, going over to your bed and yanking back the blankets. “I know that you weren’t out with… him. He would drop dead before being seen with the likes of you, ya know?” 
She snickered annoyingly, and you whipped around, your face scrunched up as you tried to keep the tears at bay. “How? How do you know that? How should I know that?! Do you know him?! Do you really know him?!” You asked, or, more like begged for her to give you the answers. You weren’t really sure why you were going to her of all people, maybe you were just desperate to hear that… that you would be good enough… Maybe not for him… But for someone. 
The loud laugh that poured from her lips was like a gut punch, and you dropped down onto your bed, absolutely humiliated, devastated, you felt like a fool. “Listen… I’m gonna do you a favor… You know, since we’re… friends…” This was bound to be an awful idea, you were sure of it, but you felt like she was going to keep talking anyway and… It was beginning to feel like you didn’t have a choice. “I think it’ll be a win for both of us… So, I’ll meet him, as you… And you get to keep talking to him at night. He’ll fall in love with me and my beautiful looks, as everyone always does, and… Well, you won’t be lonely. How does that sound?” 
It sounded terrible, it sounded awful, it was an elaborate ruse that surely no one would fall for… But… He wouldn’t ask you to meet him anymore… You’d still talk to him… She wouldn’t bother you or even have a reason to try to embarrass you on campus. You could stay hidden, it could work… It could really work. “Fine…” You mumbled, running your hands over your face, trying not to think too hard. “You… I don’t want to get involved too much with… What the two of you might do… But if he brings it up in the chat… You’ll have to… Tell me…” It was the last thing you’d ever want to know, but if this was going to work, you’d have to give him up just to have him still… It sounded crazy. You’d never have with him what she could… All you would ever be able to have are late night conversations, living out a fantasy through the tellings of your roommate and him. It would have to be good enough. 
“Oh, don’t worry… I’ll tell you everything!” She clapped her perfectly manicured nails together, and you knew there was something sinister about it, but this felt like the only way. “Get some sleep, we have a lot of planning to do tomorrow. This is going to be great!” 
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“Where did you tell him to meet me… I mean… you?” She whispered, reading over your shoulder to try to see what the messages on your phone said. This was it… Today was the day… She’d probably tell him to delete the app since he finally met “you”. Was it worth it? Probably not… But you had been alone for the longest time before this all happened, you’d be fine with being alone after this as well. Nothing would change for you… But she would get everything she wanted… As if she didn’t have it all already. 
“The… The fountain, at the center of campus…” You mumbled. Would he really think it was you? The two of you sounded nothing alike… But would he be able to pick up on that? Probably not, he didn’t seem like the type that really cared for things like that. He was so excited that you finally agreed to meet him, the messages were flooding in and she had been right there to read all of them. 
JiHizzy : I’m on my way to the fountain now! 
JiHizzy : I can’t believe this is finally happening… We’ve been talking for almost 4 months now…
JiHizzy : Isn’t this crazy?!?! 
JiHizzy : I’m just a little nervous… I hope you don’t mind.
JustAnotherGirl : I don’t… I don’t mind at all…
Have fun… You thought to yourself as you stood at a distance, watching as Jooyi stood at the fountain, switching between sitting on the edge and standing every couple of seconds. She fumbled with the edge of her skirt, and fixed her hair, then checked her makeup. She was nothing like you… Would he be able to notice, even if you had only talked through text and occasionally on the phone? Was he able to tell your personality through little things like that? 
Then you saw him, practically sprinting towards the fountain, it was like everything was in slow motion. Did he even know who to look for? Would Jooyi fit the image of you that he created in his mind? You leaned against the light pole, your phone clutched against your chest… One message and you could ruin this all for her… But it would cost you too much, and you would have nothing to show for it, nothing to gain. People like you weren’t made for people like him, he would never stoop so low as to even look in your direction. They were made for each other… Who were you to ruin things? 
“Jisung!” You heard her voice ringing in your ears, and you looked up from the pavement to see her waving in his direction, and he paused. Did he know? You watched him closely, and you saw the smile slowly beginning to form on his face before he sprinted over to her. His arms wrapped around her waist in a tight hug, picking her up and spinning her around before setting her on the ground. It would never be you, that could never be you… You made two people happy today… It should feel good, but you felt sick, and you quickly turned away, rushing back to your dorm room. You didn’t have to be there to watch it, you’d hear all about it when she came back. 
///
JiHizzy : It was… Wow… 
JiHizzy : Finally meeting you in person! It’s amazing! 
JustAnotherGirl : Yeah! I’m so happy that I finally got to meet you! 
You sniffled softly as you looked over his messages. They wouldn’t be the same again, nothing would. He’d talk about everything that he did with “you”, and you’d just have to respond as if… as if it were truly you there. This… This deal… It wasn’t fair at all. It was just rubbing into your face everything that Jooyi got to do with him… And he was the one unknowingly telling you… She was evil… But she was a master at being just that. 
JiHizzy : Well… Do you want to talk on the phone? I mean… 
JiHizzy : We’ve already met each other and… I don’t know why… 
JiHizzy : I could ask you for your number… But I don’t want to get rid of the app.
JustAnotherGirl : oh? Why?
JiHizzy : There’s just so many memories on here…
JiHizzy : Sometimes when I’m alone or sad… I go back through our messages. You really know how to make me happy…
JustAnotherGirl : Really…?
JiHizzy : Yeah… Really. 
JiHizzy : Don’t tell anyone though! The guys would totally mock me for that.
JustAnotherGirl : I won’t… I won’t tell anyone.
Jooyi burst through the door, shopping bags lining her arms and she dropped them carelessly to the floor before falling back onto her bed, a loud, ear piercing squeal escaping her as she kicked her feet. “He’s so amazing! He’s so much cuter up close! He wants to take me on a date this weekend!!” She squealed again, and you felt disgusted. Did he want to take her on a date, or did he want to take you on a date? Was it her looks or was it your personality that he liked? 
“I’m… Really happy for you, Jooyi.” You lied through gritted teeth. You hated hearing about it, you hated hearing her in general, but hearing her talk about him as if she was the one who had put in the work over four months to get him to like her… It was unfair. You faked a yawn and rubbed your eyes, acting tired just to be able to wipe your tears without her noticing. “I’m gonna go to the library and study. I’ll see you later.” 
She was lost in her own world, but she sat up as you reached the door, your backpack slung over your shoulder and your hand on the doorknob. “Hey!” You put on a smile as you turned to face her, waiting for her to continue. “Did he message you? Did he talk about me? Hmm?” 
You felt your phone vibrate in your back pocket, you knew it was him, but you shook your head. “Haven’t heard from him… Maybe he deleted the app… I don’t know. I have to study though, I’ll let you know if he does.” She sighed softly, letting her head fall back against the mattress, she was back in dreamland. Her whole life was a dream… And yours was a nonstop nightmare. 
///
The library was practically empty when you walked in, you could hear every squeak of the floorboards as the one or two other students paced the shelves of books. You could almost hear the buzzing of the fluorescent light that hung over your head… You could hear… “Is this seat taken?” The man asked, and you looked up to see Jisung standing next to the chair that was across from you. It was strange, and you looked around at the vast amount of empty tables that filled the large building. Why would he want to sit with you? “I don’t like sitting by myself… I feel like it’s easier to study when I have someone sitting with me.” 
Could he read your mind? Pfft, no! That’s impossible. “It’s not taken…” You mumbled, trying to keep your voice low, hoping that he wouldn’t recognize it from the phone calls. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how furious Jooyi would be if she found out about this. Maybe you should just leave. You could study another night. Then your phone vibrated against the table, your heart froze, and Jisung, who had been smiling at his own phone looked up at you. 
“Heh… That’s a coincidence. I just sent a message and your phone vibrated!” He said rather cheerfully, and the way he looked at you, it was like he was expecting you to check it. There was no way in hell you’d do that though. You awkwardly giggled, shoving your phone into your backpack as you shook your head. 
“Probably an email or something… It is… Ironic though…” You whispered, lowering your head even further into the textbook that you had opened. You felt his eyes linger on you though, like they were burning through you, and you didn’t know whether to feel flustered, nervous, or both those things and everything in between. “D-Do you need something? A pencil… Or-” 
“I know you…” He said matter-of-factly, and it was like your throat closed up and your chest tightened. How did he know you? What was he talking about? He couldn’t possibly know you. “You’re the top student… You’re like, mega smart! I can see why now… Do you always study this late?” 
Relief, a sigh of relief and a deep breath. You were safe… You shouldn’t overthink too much. “Mmn…” You nodded your head once but kept it bowed, trying to focus on the words in the textbook, but it was so hard. “Thank you…” You added, wondering if maybe that was what he was waiting for. 
He chuckled softly, and then you felt the table shake as he dropped his own backpack on the table and started pulling out a bunch of notebooks. “You make it seem so easy. How do you just… Concentrate? It’s so hard for me to do.” He whined, and you looked around as his voice got higher and higher. “Oh… Sorry.” His voice dropped back down to a whisper and then he chuckled softly. 
His laugh was contagious and you couldn’t help but laugh along with him, your hand clasping over your mouth to try to muffle the noise. “It’s easy… You just have to find the fun in it.” He rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at you and you pursed your lips, trying not to laugh at his reaction. “Seriously. Here, let me show you.” 
It was supposed to be a solo study session, honestly, it was just to try to get away from your roommate long enough for her to fall asleep. You never in your wildest dreams expected this to happen. It was like a scene straight out of a k-drama, but you also knew that after these types of scenes, things got bad. But you didn’t want to think about that right now… All you could think about was the way that he laughed with you, the way he smiled at you, the way he talked to you like you were a person and not just the dirt beneath his shoes. 
“You remind me of someone.” He said nonchalantly as you both started packing up your books. You blinked a few times, your head tilting to the side as you waited for him to elaborate, but he was looking at his phone, his smile dropping slightly as he turned it off and slid it into his pocket. “Oh… It’s nothing. She must have just fallen asleep. She’s always so tired. She studies a lot… Kind of like you. Maybe you can tutor me… I’ll bring her too! That would be cool, right?” Cool… Not at all. It was the complete opposite of cool. That… That would never work.
“M-Maybe… I don’t know… I tutor a couple other people.” You came up with the lie quickly, and you hated the way his smile almost completely disappeared. Maybe you could make an exception… It’s not like he’d find out… Right? Jooyi would just have to act interested in studying. You were sure that if you told her, she’d be on board… “I’ll… I’ll see if I can schedule you in.” 
And just like that, his smile was back and he was pulling his phone out again. “Awesome! Uhm, how about we exchange phone numbers and…” He trailed off when he saw the look on your face, and you were sure that you looked quite uneasy. There was no way that would go over well with Jooyi, she’d flip shit. “How about Anonny… You know the app, right? Everyone has it!” Oh shit… That was even worse. 
“How about… We leave it up to fate.” His eyebrow arched, and you were really going out on a limb here with the excuses, but you had to protect yourself… Not just from him, but from Jooyi too. You didn’t have much to lose… But it was enough to have you terrified. “If we both manage to come to the library at the same time, if you see me here, I’ll tutor you. I usually come at night though… Just so you know.” 
You bowed your head to him as you got up, putting on your backpack and heading out, and you could hear him following behind you. “I’ll be here. Every night. I’ll study on my own too… Thank you, for helping me.” You hummed in response, pushing open the main door and you were met with a rather brisk gust of wind that had you shivering and shoving your hands into your pockets. “Are you cold? Here…” He shimmied out of his top coat, placing it over your shoulders and smiling when he saw it on you. “You can return it to me next time fate brings us together, okay? Just stay warm, and get home safe.” 
For fucks sake… 
///
JiHizzy : Hey, whatcha up to?
JiHizzy : It’s been like… 3 hours… Are you mad or something? 
JiHizzy : You must be sleeping… I just feel like somethings wrong… 
JiHizzy : Let me know when you get this message… Okay?
Your roommate was fast asleep when you finally got in, and you quickly took off Jisungs coat and slid it under your bed, safe for now at least from the prying eyes of Jooyi. As you curled up under your blankets, ready to just fall asleep, ready to let yourself drift off into a world where you didn’t have to pretend and you didn’t have to lie to the man who had sat across from you in the library when there were so many tables to choose from. The man who smiled at you and made you feel like you were the only person in the room. Then your phone vibrated once more from under your pillow. 
JiHizzy : I was studying tonight… I know how important it is to you and… I wanted to do it. JiHizzy : I met someone there, she reminded me of you a lot! 
JiHizzy : I hope these aren’t waking you up… I know you’re sleeping. 
JustAnotherGirl : I was at the library too. We must have just missed each other…
JiHizzy : NO WAY! Dammit! Well… 
JiHizzy : I was thinking that we can do study dates. Wouldn’t that be cool? 
JustAnotherGirl : It would. I really like that idea. 
JiHizzy : Awesome! Okay! 
JiHizzy : Goodnight cutie! 
Study dates… That’s how you had looked at tonight, or you were just delusional. If tonight had happened sooner… Would you have taken Jooyi up on her deal? He seemed to be just fine with you… He wasn’t embarrassed, he wasn’t ashamed to be sitting across from you and laughing with you… Would he have liked you still if he knew who you really were? 
///
“So, how was your night last night? You got home safe?” Jisung asked and you heard Jooyi giggle loudly, it was so fake, it made you sick. He was such a genuine person, and she was nothing but a stuck up little- 
“My night was wonderful! I went shopping for our date this weekend. I can’t wait for you to see the outfits I picked out!” You sank down onto the bench. Shit… You hadn’t told her… What would happen now? 
“Sh-Shopping?” He questioned, and you wanted to crawl under a rock. You wanted to hide from her and the wrath that you knew was bound to be coming your way. “I thought you were studying? You said… You said you were at the library…” 
She went silent, and even though you were outside, you could feel the tension in the air. “Did… Did I say shopping?! Oh my gosh, I meant studying! I’m a big nerd! You know me!” She laughed again, but this time there was something else… Nervousness? Irritation? Anger? She’d be looking for you. 
“You’re acting weird… Are you okay?” He asked, and she scoffed loudly. Should you spare a glance and risk meeting eyes with her? “Were you just… Lying about studying? Was it to try to… Impress me? You know you don’t have to do that.” 
“I know I don’t. I’m impressive enough!” She said loudly, it’s like she enjoyed making scenes. She was disgusting. “I have to go really quick, I forgot my big ol’ textbook back at my room. I’ll meet up with you later? We can have lunch!” 
“Y-Yeah… Sure…” Something had changed… He wasn’t buying it anymore. But you didn’t have time to worry about that. Jooyi was looking for you, and you were tired of being scared of her. You were tired of worrying about what she’d do or what she’d say about you. Jisung liked you, even if just as a friend… You had been made clear of that last night at the library. She couldn’t even make it one day… The two of you were just too different, and he had noticed. You weren’t sure what would happen next, but you weren’t going to hide away, you weren’t going to give in. You deserved to be happy… You might not have the money, you don’t have the luxuries, but you have the willpower, and you have the drive… And that was worth way more than what her money could ever buy. 
“I need to talk to you… Now.” As if like magic, she appeared in front of you. She was angry, no doubt, but there was nothing she could do to hurt you. So you got up, following her off to the side of one of the buildings, and before you could say anything the palm of her hand connected with your cheek. “You bitch! You said that you’d tell me when he messaged you! Was this your plan?! To humiliate me in front of him!” 
Now it was your turn to scoff, your turn to laugh, and while the sting in your cheek hurt, it didn’t hurt as much as knowing that you almost let him get away, you almost let him get stuck with someone like her. “I didn’t have to plan it for it to work out like this. You humiliated yourself. He isn’t your type… Deal with it.” 
“You…” She started, but it quickly turned to a scream, one filled with pure rage as she started grabbing at the pockets of your jacket. “Give me your phone! He doesn’t want you! He wants me! You’re nothing! You’re poor and you’re pathetic and you’ll never have him! Why would anyone want you!” She just… screamed… She screamed so loud, and with every attempt to grab at you, you swatted her hands away, backing up further and further until you bumped into something… or… someone. “Oh! Jisung!” She full stopped, adjusting her hair and putting on the fakest smile. 
“What are you doing?” He asked, looking between you and Jooyi. “What are you talking about?” His eyes focused on you a lot longer, as if studying you, and you felt the heat of his gaze, but it didn’t burn, it just made you feel warm, it made you feel safe. “Why do you want her phone?” 
Jooyi was stuttering over herself, unable to form a coherent sentence as her head shook violently. “She… Sh-She’s blackmailing me, Ji! She stole my username on Anonny… She’s pretending to be me so that she can get with you… So she can take you away from me!” She whined, and you couldn’t help but look disgustedly at her. She truly was the queen of scenes, stomping her feet and throwing a tantrum like a child would. How pathetic. 
“My… tutor… Is blackmailing… You?” He questioned, and her eyes widened before turning her daggers towards you. “What’s your name on Anonny? If she stole it from you… What is it?” You didn’t have to do anything, he was putting all of the pieces together for himself. You weren’t sure what would happen once the puzzle finally came together… And maybe it wouldn’t work out for you… But to see her get knocked down to size, it made it all worth it. 
“I-It… My Anonny name? You know it! You tell me what it is!” She said, and you knew why, she was trying to get him to say it… But he was smarter than that. He shook his head, letting out a disappointed chuckle, and then his attention was back on you. “Don’t! Don’t look at her! Look at me! You love me!” 
“Do I?” He whispered, but he never looked away from you, his head tilted and a small smile on his face. “What’s your Anonny username?” He asked, and you felt the heat rising inside of you. This was your chance, your moment, you didn’t know where it would lead you to, but it was time. 
“I’m… JustAnotherGirl… Just another girl that has a crush on you… That gets overlooked and forgotten. But I’m here… And I’ve been here for four months…” You murmured, and he let out a shaky gasp. Was he embarrassed? Was he ashamed that you were the girl he had been talking to for so long? “I’m sorry. I’m not popular, I’m not even close to rich. I don’t have much to give… But-” 
“But you’re perfect…” He stepped closer to you, causing you to stumble back as your breath hitched in your throat. “You’re smart, and you’re sweet… You’re kind and you’re genuine. You’re not materialistic, you’re just… You’re wonderful, you’re wonderfully you…” His hand reached up, his knuckles brushing lightly against your cheek. “You’re the girl that I fell in love with…” 
“WHAT!!?” Jooyi screeched from behind you, and before you knew it, you and Jisung were being pushed apart. “Are you serious right now?! Her?! She’s… She’s a roach! She’s vermin! I can’t believe you right now! Have you seen me?!” 
“Sadly.” Jisung retorted, and it took everything in you not to laugh, but everyone that had gathered around to see what was going on laughed enough for you. “I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t talk about my girlfriend like that.” 
“G-Girlfriend?!” Jooyi scoffed, running her hands through her hair. “You’ve got to be kidding me! Just… When you lose all your friends because you’re with a loser, don’t come crawling back to me! Have fun being not popular!” 
“I think it’s time for us to go, don’t you?” He asked, completely ignoring her now as he draped his arm over your shoulder. “You want lunch? Anything you want, it’s on me.” 
///
HanJi : I’ll be at the library soon. I’ve got hot cocoa!
Beautiful Wonderful Girlfriend : Don’t drive too fast, the snow is really coming down now… 
“I know it is…” His voice came from behind you, and then the cups of hot cocoa were placed in front of you on the table. “It’s really pretty, isn’t it?” You glanced out the window, awestruck at just how beautiful campus could look when blanketed in dazzling white snow. “You brought your coat, right?” 
You nodded your head, patting the chair beside you where the coat that he had given you almost 2 years ago was neatly hanging over the back of the seat. “It’s your coat… You just won’t let me give it back.” You teased, and he let out a soft sigh as he dropped down into his seat. He hadn’t changed a bit since the first time you both sat at this table together. 
It was strange how time worked, it felt like forever ago, but you remembered it like it had happened just yesterday. “It’s our coat, babe. What’s mine is yours.” He sounded so serious, but you couldn’t help but laugh at the statement. He was talking like the two of you were… Married? Your laughter subsided as you stared at him across the table, your lips parted slightly as you let out a quiet breath. 
“You’re funny…” You said sheepishly, turning your attention back out the window, focusing on the snowflakes that danced down from the sky, finding the perfect place to rest. “We’re not married, our things don’t have to be shared…” Even though you both had been together for two years and he was the sweetest, most loving boyfriend you had ever had… You still couldn’t get those words out of your head. The words from the past that had been uttered by the girl that had wanted to take your place… He would never want to be with someone like you…
“Yet…” He murmured, the word like a breath leaving his lips. You blinked a few times, feeling the heat rising in your cheeks, your heart thumping loudly in your chest. Did he really love you that much? Could someone really love you that much? Were you deserving of this much love, to be with someone like him? “What are you thinking about, babe?” He cooed, reaching across the table to grab your hands that were folded on top, his thumb brushing lightly across your knuckles. 
“I’m just…” You began, feeling the familiar sting of fresh tears beginning to brim in your eyes, but it was slightly different this time… They weren’t tears of sadness or fear… You were happy. “I’m so lucky… And… I never thought I’d be with someone so amazing… So perfect…” You could barely get your voice above a whisper, your throat closing up from trying to hold back your tears. 
“Mm…” He hummed, pushing away from the table and getting up, walking around to your side of the table and grabbing your hand. “Let’s take a walk… yeah?” One more glance out the window and you saw the snow creating almost a wall of white as it came down harder, but there was no wind, it was just… beautiful. “I’ll keep you warm, don’t worry.” 
You nodded your head, grabbing the coat and slipping it on, the scent of his cologne, although faded, still brought you comfort when you put it on. “Where are we going?” You quizzed, slipping your fingers between his as you both walked out of the library. You were sure that nothing would be open, not with this weather. 
“Anywhere… I just… I want to walk with you.” He said, his voice kind of shaky, like his nerves had gotten the better of him. He led you aimlessly through campus, and you followed right along beside him. You didn’t really care where you were going, as long as you were with him, you’d follow the path he was taking blindly with your hand in his. “I’ve been thinking a lot about how I’ll do it…” 
Was he talking to you or was he just thinking out loud? You looked to him, the snowflakes catching on your eyelashes as you tried to read him, but he was looking straight forward, his lips turned up into a lopsided smile. “How you’ll do what?” Even though you were speaking softly, the silence that surrounded you made every word sound so loud. 
“Propose.” He sounded so calm, but the singular word alone had you pausing, pulling him back so he would face you. “What? Can I not think about how I’m going to propose to my wonderful, beautiful, amazing, sweet, lovely-“ 
“Okay okay!” Even after 2 years, you still weren’t the best at taking compliments, especially when he was looking at you so intently. “Why are you thinking about that right now? We’re still in college and… I want you to focus on graduating. So we can both be successful. You know?” 
His hand slipped out of yours and then his arm snaked around your waist as he started walking again, pulling you along with him. “I can focus on graduating, and I can focus on you. I’ve been doing it since the day I truly met you… the real you.” He chuckled quietly, the sound building in his chest as his head shook. It was funny now, to look back on everything that happened. “And I like thinking about the future, it makes me happy to know that I’ll be spending it with you. But you don’t have to worry about me proposing in college… I wouldn’t want everyone to see. I want it to be a moment for us to remember.” You hummed softly, leaning against his shoulder as you simply listened to him, you let him get lost in his thoughts because you didn’t mind getting lost in them either. They had you looking forward to a better, simpler time where the two of you would be able to be together without worrying about grades and finals. “Flower petals will line the path that I’ll take you down…” He murmured, and your eyes were focused on his face, not noticing the trail of pink and red in the snow. “A gazebo, with fairy lights twinkling brightly, shining in your eyes…” He continued, sighing softly. “Nobody is around, the snow is falling, you look absolutely stunning against the backdrop…” 
“A winter proposal?” You asked, and you were so lost in his thoughts and your own that you hadn’t even noticed how far you had walked until he was leading you up the stairs of a white wooden gazebo, perfect icicles hanging off the roof of it, and… fairy lights illuminated the inside. “Ji…” You whispered his name, a tuft of smoke coming from your mouth as you breathed it out. His arm left your waist and he kneeled down in front of you, his cheeks a dark pink from both the cold and his nerves. “You said… You said you wouldn’t propose when we were still in college…” 
He snickered, fishing a black velvet box out of his pocket, his snow dampened hair curtaining his eyes as he kept his head down. “I meant… not while we were in the college. We’re not on the grounds anymore…” He finally looked up at you, and you let out a shaky gasp as it truly set in what he was doing. “I don’t want to wait any longer, I know that you’re the one that I want to spend all of my life with. I’ve never felt more comfortable with anyone else. I love you, I’ve known that I loved you since before I even… before I even knew you. I wake up every morning and thank everything that you’re mine, and I fall asleep every night knowing that no matter what, everything will be okay because I have you by my side. I don’t care what anyone thinks, I don’t care what people might say… I only care that you’re happy… And if you say yes, I promise… To do my best to make you feel happy and loved every single day until the day that I die.” He opened the box, and the diamond facets of the silver ring glistened and reflected the lights that had been strung up. “So… Will you… Will you marry me?” 
You choked out a sob, dropping to your knees in front of him as you nodded your head yes, and he quickly pulled the ring out of the box, his hand shaking as he slid it onto your finger. “Ji…” Was all you could say as you looked at the ring, cold, yet so beautiful in its place. His chilled hands cupped your cheeks, tilting your head so that your eyes would meet his. “I love you…” 
“And I’ll always love you.” He leaned in, kissing you softly and humming against your lips. “Shall we go back inside and warm up, my beautiful, lovely, wonderful, amazing-“ 
“Stop~” You playfully whined, giggling quietly as you dropped your gaze once more. “You’re so cheesy…” You mumbled, and then you felt his lips against your forehead, his fingers brushing your hair out of your face. 
“And you’re… You’re everything to me…” He pushed himself up to his feet, carefully pulling you up and then hugging you tightly. “Thank you, for making me happy, for loving me… I can’t wait to marry you."
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HIII 💃 can you make where oc got lil jealous on kook’s female lead on standing next to you mv and she thought they’ll kiss on the end of the mv 😭 (bc I thought so too?!?!) please make it fluff n smutty 🧎‍♀️ thank you mwah <3
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you're a little jealous, so he tries to make it up to you
☆ w.c: 2,6k
☆ pairing: bf!idol!jungkook x fem!reader
☆ rating: 18+ minors do not interact.
☆ genre: smut, established relationship.
☆ warnings: she's a little jealous and insecure, he's so sweet, tits playing, clit playing, oral sex (f), face sitting, bref unprotected sex. 
☆ author's note: i loved your idea and felt super inspired to write, but nothing was turning out quite as i had planned in my head lol and i even rewrote it like three times 🤡 so im a little unsatisfied with the outcome because it had been better in my mind. just venting. but I hope you liked it 🤍🤍
"Who's she?" you asked, your hand nervously gliding along your thighs. Your legs dangled from the chair, and Jungkook gently placed his hand over yours, stilling your agitated movements.
"A model," he replied slowly, and you sighed in frustration. "Is she pretty?" you raised an eyebrow.
"I've never seen her," Jungkook answered, his gaze locked onto yours, but you turned away, exhaling with annoyance.
"Why?" you questioned the situation. You were aware Jungkook had no control over it.
"I don't know," he simply replied, and he genuinely didn't.
You weren't usually a jealous person, but you had been together for years, and contractual obligations forced everything to remain secret. Most of the time, you handled it well, but there was no denying the complications and frustrations it could bring. With Jungkook's solo career becoming more international, some things were changing, and you couldn't help but think that some aspects might be changing too, although not concerning your relationship.
"Are you going to kiss her?" your voice was low.
Jungkook looked at you and let out a brief sigh. 
"I don't know."
Indeed, he was anxious about it as well because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable, knowing this was something you weren't used to. Certain things hadn't typically occurred when Jungkook's career wasn't as international.
"Fuck," you stood up and covered your eyes with your hands, rubbing them. It wasn't just about him kissing someone, though you felt jealousy, of course. It was about the fact that almost no one knew about your relationship, and you had never been able to display any public affection, while now he could do it with any woman. The thought turned your stomach.
"But I've made it clear that I don't want it to happen," he mumbled.
"And does that make any difference to them?" you said ironically.
Jungkook watched you for a moment, he wished he could make things easier for you.
"You know, it's not like I want this," Jungkook said softly. "It's part of the job right now."
You slowly lowered your hands from your eyes and regarded him. You understood the demands of his career, but that didn't make it any less challenging to deal with your feelings.
"I know, Jungkook," you replied, your voice softened. "It's just... it's hard for me too. I've always supported your career, but sometimes it's tough."
He reached out and gently cupped your face, his thumb tracing your cheek. 
"I appreciate your understanding, and I promise that I'll do my best to make you feel secure."
"I know we'll get through this, Jungkook. It's just a bit overwhelming right now."
He smiled warmly and pulled you into an embrace, holding you close. 
"We'll face it together, just like we always do. I love you, Y/N."
"I love you too, Jungkook," you whispered, finding comfort in his arms. "Can you promise me something?"
"Anything."
"If you..." your voice faltered, "If you kiss her, you need to tell me before the music video is released."
"Of course."
"But don't tell me through text messages. Let's have that conversation face-to-face."
He looked at you, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes, but he agreed. You weren't entirely sure if it was the right decision, whether your anxiety would get the better of you and make you retract your request. However, you didn't want to find out via a text message or while being apart from him. You needed to hear it directly from him, to have him there to comfort you and take care of you, no matter your reaction. ☆
Jungkook had been away for the music video shoot, and you had decided that face-to-face conversations were needed because the distance had created a noticeable coldness. Between the time zone disparities and your busy work schedules, finding moments for in-depth discussions was a challenge. Given the brevity of his trip, this arrangement made sense. However, upon Jungkook's return, an unexpected work conference required you to be away for several days, prolonging your post-video shoot reunion.
Finally, on the evening of your return from the business trip, Jungkook had a special dinner prepared for you. Although only a little over two weeks had passed, it felt like an eternity since you'd seen each other. After a lingering kiss, you hurriedly mentioned the need for a shower.
"I missed you so much," Jungkook confessed, his eyes filled with longing as he wrapped his arms around you after you take your bath and put on your comfortable clothes.
You nestled into his embrace, inhaling his familiar scent. 
"I missed you too. These two weeks felt like forever."
He leaned in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss, as if trying to make up for lost time. 
"I wish we didn't have to be apart like this."
"I know," you replied, your fingers running through his hair. "But we'll make the most of the time we have together."
Jungkook took a step back and said with a mischievous smile, "Well, speaking of making the most of our time..."
"What do you have in mind?"
He gestured toward the table set for dinner. 
"I've prepared something special for us tonight. Let's enjoy this meal together."
You smiled and placed a tender kiss on his cheek. Jungkook pulled you closer, nuzzling his nose against your neck, leaving a gentle, warm kiss on your skin that elicited a contented sigh from you. As he served the food onto your plate, you couldn't help but notice the mouthwatering aroma, causing your smile to widen with anticipation.
"Jungkook," you began, after taking a bite of the delicious meal, "I've been thinking about us."
He looked at you, encouraging you to continue.
"I know it's not easy," you said. "But I want you to know that I'm always here for you."
He reached across the table, taking your hand in his. 
"I appreciate that more than you can imagine. You mean the world to me, babe."
You smiled at his words.
"You mean the world to me too," you replied with a soft, loving gaze.
As you continued to enjoy your meal, Jungkook couldn't contain his excitement. 
"Babe," he began, eyes lighting up with anticipation, "I have the music video on my phone for staff approval. I thought... I want to share it with you. I want you to see it first."
"Really? Already?" Your eyes widened in surprise.
Jungkook nodded enthusiastically, a charming grin spreading across his face. 
"Of course. You're the most important person in my life."
"I'd love to see it, Jungkook," you smile with excitement "What about the kiss?"
He chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. 
"Ah, the kiss... You'll have to watch the video to find out."
"You're keeping me in suspense, huh?" you playfully pouted. 
Jungkook leaned in closer, his voice a seductive whisper. "Sometimes a little suspense can be quite exciting, don't you think?"
You felt a shiver run down your spine. Based on the way he was handling the situation, you were almost certain he hadn't kissed that girl. Yet, as the video preview showed him looking at her, you couldn't help but feel a wave of unease wash over you. Your hands were trembling slightly as you hesitantly pressed the play button, not knowing what to expect.
As the music video began to play, Jungkook stood next to you, his eyes fixed on the screen, and you couldn't help but steal a few glances at his face, trying to gauge his reactions. The video showed various scenes, and the tension in the room grew as it neared the moment that had been bothering you.
The music video was beautifully shot, and Jungkook's presence on the screen was captivating. He looked amazing. His dance, his voice. Everything about him was perfect. 
Jungkook looked at the female model with a subtle intensity, but it was also part of the performance.
As the crucial scene approached, the one that had been causing you anxiety, Jungkook took a deep breath, and you watched as he leaned in closer to the model. Your heart raced, unsure of what you were about to witness. But then, the screen went black. The music video ended. 
Relief washed over you as you realized he had not kissed her in the video. You could finally breath. You turned to Jungkook, he met your gaze. 
"So...?" Jungkook began, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he looked at you, knowing you had been on the edge of your seat.
""You were amazing, Jungkook, this is a fucking masterpiece" you said, your voice filled with pride. "The video looks fantastic, and you look incredible in it. This is one of the best videos I've ever seen."
Jungkook's smile widened, and he let out a sigh of relief. 
"Thank you, babe. I'm so glad you liked it. It was a bit nerve-wracking, especially knowing that you'd be watching."
You let out a breath you hadn't realized you'd been holding and chuckled softly. 
"So, you didn't kiss her."
"No, I didn't. I told you I wouldn't."
You smiled and reached for his hand, intertwining your fingers with his.
"I can't believe I made such a fuss about a kiss," you admitted, shaking your head. "This video is so much more than that. It's huge, amazing, iconic. I'm sorry."
Jungkook leaned in, planting a sweet kiss on your lips. "It's okay, babe. I understand why you were concerned. I'm just glad you liked the video. And I promise, you'll always be the first to know if something ever makes you uncomfortable."
"You always know how to make me feel better" you hold his chin and he smiles, then Jungkook wets his lips with his tongue and whispers: "But I haven't even started yet" he looks at you and you arch an eyebrow and tilt your head, giving a low laugh. 
"Oh, really?" 
He nodded, moving your chair away from the table in front of you, leaving it diagonally, while he uncrossed his legs. You threw your head back, giggling as Jungkook spread both hands on your thighs and knelt on the floor. With his mouth at the level of your hip, he began to kiss the inner part of your thigh, looking up at you. His mouth was hot and the piercings on his lips were cold; a delicious contrast beneath your skin, making you shiver. 
Jungkook linked his arms around your thighs and pulled your hips to the edge of the chair, making you grab the table with one hand, due to the sudden movement and he gave you a mischievous smile. You opened your mouth to mumble, but Jungkook stuck out his tongue and with a lust-filled look, he slid his tongue across your skin. 
You moaned softly, feeling the weight of his touch on your panties. And he knew it, because he rubbed his fingertips on your pussy, through the thick fabric of the sweatpants you were wearing. The friction made your hips roll and he looked at you.
At that moment, Jungkook's gaze was provocative, despite his touches being soft. It was as if his looks and his touches didn't match, as if he was holding back to make it up to you, but wanting to destroy you at the same time. You had spent a long time without each other and you were looking forward to this moment almost desperately. 
“I love you,” he whispers, bringing his mouth up to yours. You kiss, your lips fitting perfectly and your tongues touching as you kiss intensely. Your hands grab his hair and Jungkook holds your waist, making you stand up. But your lips don't part, the kiss intensifies as Jungkook takes blind steps with you to the bedroom. Some stumbles make you two giggle, but when you reach the room, Jungkook separates his lips from yours and looks at you. The look is intense, full of meaning. Love, desire, passion. All mixed up. Clearly. You look at him the same way, but you switch to his mouth; flushed and swollen from the kiss you just shared and, probably, your mouth was the same.
Jungkook lifted your shirt and you were not wearing a bra, which made it easier for him to bury his face in the middle of your breasts, running his tongue and squeezing each of your tits. You moan and start to get impatient, also trying to take off his shirt. He helps you, moving away once again and already taking off his  pants along with his underwear, making you smile mischievously.
"Your turn," he says in a low tone, his voice hoarse. You obey and he gives you a look that could make you burn. 
“I want you to sit on my face, I want to make you feel so fucking good” Jungkook says, cupping your cheeks and laying down on the bed. He squeezed his own cock which was, at this point, dripping and hard. You climbed onto the bed, placing one leg on each side of his cheeks, supporting yourself on the bed and your hips getting closer to his mouth.
Jungkook places both hands on your ass cheeks and forces your hips against his mouth. He slides leisurely across your pussy, feeling your heat and how wet you were. His tongue also works, exploring its length and reaching your clit, where he makes alternating circular and up and down movements. You whimper and move your hips back and forth, grinding against his lips that work hungrily on you.
“You eat your girl so well, Jungkook,” you whisper through moans. He gave a muffled laugh and started making audible noises as he sucked your pussy.
His tongue reaching your entrance and he places the tip of his tongue inside you while his lips moved along your folds. Jungkook made pleased noises and held your hips tightly, helping you rub against him more. You start to moan louder and squirm involuntarily, you hold the roots of his hair and start to moan his name. 
You whimper, mumble and he only increases the intensity his mouth moves, as he sucks your clit, making your walls throb. You cum in his mouth, feeling the orgasm hit you intensely and for a long time. You can barely keep your back straight after the end, taking a while to get out. 
Jungkook's cheeks were red when you could see his face again, his mouth completely wet and a wide smile, he ran his tongue across his lips, to taste more of you, but even his chin was wet with your juice. His dick was completely hard, pulsing between his fingers that had now reached it. But he didn't move, he also seemed to be assimilating everything that had happened. You laughed, feeling your thighs completely wet.
"Drunk on pussy?" You raised your eyebrow and he looked at you, closing his eyes and giving a confirming smile. 
“And you still get jealous knowing that no other pussy would ever make me like this,” he says, sitting on the bed and pulling your waist so you sit on his lap. His dick fitting between your pussy lips, making you slide past each other with ease. 
"You are mine?" you ask, pouting. 
“Totally” Jungkook replies, pressing his lips to yours and you could taste yourself on him. 
You bite his bottom lip and suck slowly. 
"Forever?" You were still staring at him, but you raised your hips and fitted the tip of his cock to your entrance and rolled slowly, he moans, grabbing your waist.
“Forever” he growls, forcing you against his cock, until he’s all the way inside you. my requests are open, so if you want to request something for me to write, just let me know.
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onestopfanficshop · 1 year
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könig headcanons
warnings: afab!reader, mentions of unprotected sex, oral sex, thigh riding and fucking, and an (accidentally) broken condom lol
A/N: this is so self indulgent LMFAO. can you believe i've had this sitting in my drafts for over three weeks? i hope y'all enjoy bc there's not enough content for this man fr! gif not mine :)
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will use your fingers as a human fidget toy
he likes to rub his chin when he’s thinking real hard about something
loves grapes (green ones only, and they have to be cold)
the left corner of his nose constantly gets dry for whatever reason so he’s always needing to put extra lotion there
hums under his breath without realizing it and it's the cutest thing ever. especially if he’s alone with you, or if he’s just relaxed and in his element
he really loves to cook but he's too lazy to do the cleanup after he's done
has better than 20/20 eyesight; idk, i just feel deep in my soul that he does
if he's lying on his stomach and you start rubbing his back or scratching it, he'll literally melt it is the most relaxing thing in the world to him
his morning voice is super deep and raspy. i feel so strongly about this it just has to be true
is a snob about bread. he just likes a nice warm loaf of well baked bread okay?
when you first started dating, it would sometimes scare him when he would wake up in the middle of the night and see you lying there peacefully next to him; he had never shared a bed with someone else before so it took him a while to get used to it 
but once he does he literally will treat you like a human body pillow. which sounds cute in theory but it's not 😭 like if you need to go pee in the middle of the night, good luck getting yourself untangled from him without waking him up (spoiler alert: it's not really possible to do bc he's the lightest sleeper on planet earth). you can either hold it or deal with a groggy and slightly grumpy könig the next day lolol
is the clingiest bf ever. if you let him, könig will sit on the floor next to you while you’re in the bath and hold your hand if you dangle it off the side of the tub while you watch a show together
speaking of baths this man hates taking them. he's never found a tub big enough to fit him so he just doesn't bother. he hates when his skin gets super wrinkly from being in water for too long anyways
loves to put a bunch of creamers and sweeteners in his coffee. the first time you took him to starbucks he was like a kid in a candy shop when you told him all the different flavored syrups that they had
doesn't like swimming; i mean he knows how to do it (bc of his job) but it's not his favorite thing to do. he feels like the water is always working against him lol
yeah he has social anxiety but when he's with you? especially once he gets comfy with you? yeah that's a different man entirely
like he loves to tease you constantly, is very cocky, and is super funny in a witty dry humor type of way
is absolutely the type of boyfriend to keep a joke going once he sees you're laughing really hard at it just so he can continue to hear your laugh :,)
know how to make jams from scratch for some reason; his favorites are peach and strawberry jam
one time he finished making a fresh batch of jams; you tied cute little ribbons around the jars and jokingly said you were "proud of the jams we made"
könig shaking his head because you didn't do shit except for stir a few times and sneak some tastes when you *thought* he wasn't looking (he's always looking)
buuuut he loves you so he plays along and tells you that you did amazing
makes fun of you if you like to watch cheesy or dumb shows but then 10 minutes later he's on the couch next to you, fully invested and asking you who the characters are and what's going on in the plot
is bad at sharing his food. even with you. he's more than happy to get you seconds but just don't touch his food, alright?
love language is 📢PHYSICAL TOUCH📢
followed by acts of service and quality time obviously. but yeah... the man is handsy. better get used to it
nsfw
first time you guys did it, it was awkward but in a really cute way. he was very, very nervous but also overly confident at the same time somehow? it was a potent mix
he'd watched porn before and gotten himself off but he didn't really know what to expect irl. he just knew that he wanted to make you feel good
when you tried to put one of the condoms you had on him, it broke. this man is huge so EVERY part of him is huge. like it just split clean in half 😭 and he turned bright red and started apologizing profusely 
it was super intense up until that happened and you just started bursting into giggles which just made him grab your neck and kiss you to shut you up
that laughter turned into moaning real quick mhm
you eventually just told him to pull out and you would take a morning-after pill just in case; the prospect of fucking you without a condom made him more excited than he wanted to admit 
has a ridiculous amount of stamina, we're talking three rounds at the absolute LEAST
LOVES thigh fucking and cannot get enough of it. especially since he can go for a lot of rounds, and if you tire more easily, he loves it as an alternative. something about cumming all over your thighs sends him into overdrive
speaking of thighs, thigh riding? oh yeah. that'll do it for him. that'll do it! his eyes would go so wide with awe at the fact that he could make you feel that good without doing anything. especially if you wrap your hands around his neck and you're so close to his face that your noses are touching; you're panting and trying your hardest not to moan loudly so no one else will hear? he's gonna fucking fall apart
whenever he's on top of you, he's infinitely careful to not put all of his weight own you, despite you telling him multiple times that you wouldn't mind and that you could handle it
dirty talk would get him flustered but at the same time, he'd have the stupidest grin on his face if you did it 
if you wear lingerie he'll like- he'll literally die and go to heaven. especially the fancy ones with the garters and the stockings, even though he has absolutely zero clue how they work. like i'm imagining him sitting on the edge of the bed, you standing in front of him and staring right into his eyes as you guide his hands to the garters to take the stockings off (JUST GAVE MYSELF BUTTERFLIES LEMME RUN A LAP REAL QUICK)
okay i'm back where were we
i feel like what he does after you're done sort of depends on you. like if you get a huge burst of energy after sex and you wanna stay up and talk he will totally do it. but also if you're the type of person that immediately falls asleep after he'll go right to sleep with you
if he’s on top and you dig your fingers into his biceps he will bust right then and there. trust me.
THIS MAN EATS PUSSY FOR PLEASURE PERIOD. i will not accept any other truth. he’ll literally grind down into the sheets while he’s eating you out and has probably accidentally came a few times from doing so. he especially loves when your thighs squeeze around his head, and all the pretty little noises you make when he does it. as soon as he can tell you’re close he starts to give you the most intense eye contact while he’s doing it and it’ll probably send you over the edge
he loves being on top because he can cage you in and he has access to your neck to give it non-stop kisses and hickeys
but on the other hand he also loves it when you're on top; his hands will never leave your hips and he'll be gripping onto them like his life depends on it
when he cums, he cums hard and a lot. it's basically like a fountain... sometimes, when he does it while he's still inside of you, there'll be so much that it actually leaks out of you and onto the bed
was kind of self conscious about it and felt bad for making a mess until you told him it was nothing to be embarrassed about and it had actually turned you way on
for someone that doesn't prefer to talk all that much outside, this man is--whew. he is vocal like he is fucking paid to do it. especially when he's about to cum or if you're on top of him. this is a man that is not afraid to moan fr fr.
he's always asking you if you're okay and if what he's doing feels good to you. "is this alright?" is a sentence you've heard countless times and yet it still gives you goosebumps always
unspoken rule that if you're wearing his clothes you're gonna get fucked right then and there 😭 just accept it. könig seeing his SO in his clothes is always gonna do it for him!
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joonberriess · 1 year
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m y s t r a n g e a d d i c t i o n
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p a i r i n g : jungkook x reader 
g e n r e :  college au.
t a g s :  student!reader, professor!jk, teacher-student relationship, dom-sub undertones, some dubious situations bc reader is like what lmao, reader is a bratty little sub, fingering, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, creampie, heavy petting, makeouts, jk is a meanie, some light degradation 
w o r d c o u n t :  7.8 k 
s u m m a r y :  ‘Put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it. Hurts, but I know how to hide it, kinda like it..’ 
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There was a little game you and Jungkook had played, testing each other silently and pushing all sorts of buttons to rile one another up. Jungkook didn't exactly have the best reputation ever to begin with, in fact any student who had joined his course at one point in time didn't have the best experience with him.
"He tore my paper up calling it trash and then called me useless, like I'm trying my best here sorry we don't all come with a fucking PhD degree in Philosophy. Ugh, such a jerk." Yuna rolled her eyes, smacking her lips together and popping bubbles with her gum.
"One time, I forgot to indent my last paragraph so he decided to burn my essay because apparently 'If you can't write correctly then what good are you in college?' Like dude, it was just one paragraph! I worked on that shit for two months straight! Two months!" Hyunjin yells exasperatedly.
"Yeah I know him," Yeonjun calmly says, "I mean I wasn't in his class or anything but once I saw him drop a pen in the parking lot," he has a lazy smile sprawled over his face, eyes half-lidded like he's high.
You look at him in confusion, "What does that.. have to do with anything? You're not even in his class."
"Oh I know, but I figured telling my story if you were going around asking people about Mr Jeon." Yeonjun chuckles.
You shake your head and close your notebook, "Alright well, thanks, I uh will take your statement into consideration for my report," you quickly gather your things, "anyways have a nice day Jun." You rush away, making your way through the semi-crowded halls and into the journaling classroom.
"How'd it go?" One of your peers says from the side where she's typing away on her laptop, "I take it you got what you needed?"
You nod and take your seat somewhere off to the side of the room, "I spoke to a few people, well, to say that they weren't interesting I would be lying." You shake your head, recalling moments earlier with Yeonjun. "I have a good feeling about this paper," you smile confidently, "but I'm also fucking scared."
What paper?
The current paper you were working on was centered around revealing the true nature behind Seoul's most "beloved" college professor. You see your teacher had assigned everyone to write about something "ground breaking" as she put it, she wanted to be blown away by the writing. It was either that or fail an entire semester's worth of a grade.
At first you had no clue what you were going to write about, you juggled topics and experimented with different subjects but none were really doing it for you. That is until you came to the genius idea of writing about the campuses most "hated" philosophy teacher. Jeon Jungkook.
There were different stories circulating around the campus and they all had one thing in common: Jungkook did some questionable shit. It was one thing to be hard on your students, to push them to be better, but to tear their papers and apparently "burn" essays, that was something else.
You were curious when you first heard from your ex-classmate who had the pleasure of being in his class. It sounded pretty bizarre of a professor to do but it made kind of did sound like the truth. There was one way to find out, and that was by joining his class himself, for the sake of writing.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Your counselor eyed you up and down, "Because you're enrolling halfway you will have to stay until next semester after winter break, are you sure this is what you want?"
Was this what you wanted? Hell if you fucking knew. "I'm sure Mrs Kim," you force a smile, "very sure."
"Alright then," she sighs and shakes her head as she stamps the red "approved" sign over your transfer paper, "good luck to you."
And that was how you ended up in his classroom. The first week started off like any other and you swear he didn't even notice you were in there.
You were cordial with the man, never talked to him outside of the class and didn't get in his radar unless you were turning in the work. Jungkook wasn't exactly the nicest but he wasn't downright arrogant like the students portrayed him as. A few times you witnessed his cold nature, like when he kicked a poor student out because they couldn't answer a question right, or when he read some girl's paper and ripped it right in front of her (you guess Yuna wasn't lying about that one).
The first time you turned in a quick write summary of a lesson, it was like you were walking on glass. You had written three pages, overlooked and proof read like two times before printing and stuffing it into a folder to turn in. Jungkook hadn't acknowledged you when you set the folder down on his desk alongside the others.
You held your breath in as you managed to walk away and leave his classroom. You honestly did not want to stick around and see whether he "approved" of your response or he was going to fucking call you out for it. In fact you dread to think of what he has to say when you see him again, which is two days later.
Those two days were excruciatingly painful and Monday morning you walked to his class with butterflies in your damn stomach from how nervous you were. When you and the others entered, the silence was fucking loud and the disappointment evident on his face. You knew you were all screwed.
"To say that your papers surprised me, well, that would make me a liar. These?" Jungkook held the stack of papers, "Garbage." He tossed them into the bin, "Some I didn't even bother to read fully after reading one sentence, that's how terrible they were."
The others in the class kept their heads down to hide their disappointment, you swear you see some of their eyes welling with tears. Jungkook calmly paces around the room before he comes to a stop in front of your row. "You," he stares right into your soul, "you just transferred into my class."
You nod back, not trusting your own voice right now. "Your summary was acceptable, next time date your work properly unless you want it to also end up in the trash." He goes back to addressing the class as if he hadn't singled you out in the first place.
Was this.. his way of giving praise? Saying good job? Well you take that over anything else a win was a motherfucking win. You weren't going to test your luck though, you're already treading on thin ice with this report paper and if he found out somehow you're sure he'd release hell on you personally in his class. You decide it's best to stay low and not attract more of his attention, you're pretty sure your writing teacher talks to him anyways.
You were ready for this semester to end.
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The following week goes pretty smoothly, you do the work and take the notes for his class. You would very much rather not be on his bad side, you were barely even on his good one if you can call it that. So far not much was happening ever since the quick write fiasco. Jungkook went on like nothing happened and taught his lessons.
Of course not without a few sarcastic remarks here and there. The students, who didn't dare ask questions for fear of him replying rudely didn't say anything. You took one for the team, your writing teacher said extra points if you can put your POV in too.
"Any questions." Jungkook had his back turned to the class as he fixed his crooked display he had brought in for the lesson.
You looked around before clearing your throat, "So you said this paper could be written on different topics you listed but can we write based on our own ideas?"
Jungkook pauses, seemingly surprised someone even bothered to reply, "Yes, that's correct. As long as you can follow my rubric there isn't a issue. That's if you can." He turns with a hardened gaze.
"Right. Also, while we're on the subject of the rubric, the last paragraph has too many 'ands' in one sentence, it's redundant and makes no sense. You might want to edit that." You smile politely as if you didn't call his grammar out in front of the entire class.
Jungkook stares at you, if it's not showing on his face he's definitely raging in his mind. He tilts his head half-curious half-annoyed as his lips part. Before he can utter out anything, the bell rings loudly and students immediately begin to pack their stuff up to escape this awkward encounter.
You sit in your seat and calmly pack your belongings, you're in no rush to leave and you're not about to show him you're scared or nervous. Jungkook doesn't say anything the entire time the others are filing out, he stands there with his eyes on you. You admit it's a little nerve wracking but you don't show your nervousness.
"y/n." He calmly begins and the heavy sounds of his expensive Oxfords clicking against the ground has your anxiety spiking just a bit. He's in no rush given the way he makes his way over to you in slow strides.
You look up from the desk right as he sets his hands on either side of you, caging you in and hovering over you almost menacingly. "You're treading on very thin ice," he drawls out lowly, "so you better choose your next words very carefully, and if I were you I'd watch my mouth." He glares, leaning even closer to you, face inches away.
"This isn't appropriate," You begin, not even blinking despite wanting to cower away due to how close he was.
Jungkook slams his hands hard on the desk, the sound resonating throughout the room with a loud bang. You barely flinch, eyeing him with worry in your eyes as you raise a brow, "Are you okay? Like you're being fucking crazy it's never that serious."
"I don't give a fuck, the next time you pull a stunt like this in my classroom I guarantee it you'll be wishing you could drop out of his class before the semester ends." Jungkook stares at you, eyes narrowed and tone harsh with the way he speaks to you.
You decide you're not backing down either, you set your hands right beside his, slowly rising as you push your chair back with a audible screech. You stare into his eyes just as fierce as he was moments ago, "You don't scare me, and now you have three seconds to get the fuck out of my face before I sock the fuck out of you and send you on your way with a harassment complaint. You don't wanna see how fast I can cry now do you?"
Jungkook stares back and the two of you stand head to head in the same spot for at least another minute or so. "Good day." You grab your things and leave him there, heart beating wildly as adrenaline runs through your veins.
Things were going to get interesting.
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You continue to go to his class like nothing happened. You didn't even want to think about how he got in your face, which was mildly inappropriate to begin with. You're just a student and he's supposed to be the professor, and he's getting that riled up over something small? Something so insignificant. Now that wasn't a good look now was it?
Jungkook tones it back a bit, in fact he starts acting suspiciously nice. He smiles too, which was something you weren't used to seeing nor hearing from the previous students that studied with him. You prepare for anything he might plan, which is dumb because he could be trying to make himself look a little better or something. But you fucking doubt it.
You begin to really suspect when he acts nice to you in particular, you watch him like a hawk as he goes about the lesson without a fucking sarcastic remark or dirty look whenever someone said something he thought was dumb. Something was up, and you weren't in the mood for it all.
"That's it for today's lesson, I hope you all took some good notes for the quiz this Friday, class dismissed." Jungkook smiles and turns around to wipe the white board, humming even.
The bell rings and everyone piles out, and you go to do the same but he stops you, "y/n," he sweetly says, "a word with you in my office please."
Some girl looks down at you sympathetically as she passes by you. You hum, "Sure." You gather your things and follow Jungkook out, passing by the amazed onlookers, some looking scared and others concerned for you. Whatever he was planning, surely it could be no good.
His office was literally just like him, dark and broody. You take a seat on the chair and set your bag down by your leg. With a frown you turn to look at him, "So, what the hell is this about?" You wince a when he slams the door shut, making it rattle against the frame.
"Oh nothing," Jungkook says with a low whistle as he rounds his desk after patting your shoulder a couple of times, "nothing you need to worry about." He smiles, "I just want to talk is all."
You chuckle under your breath and look off to the side, "Talk? Fine, talk, I'm all ears Mr Jeon." You lean back in the chair and fold your arms over your chest.
Jungkook reaches for his expensive looking ballpoint pen, knocking the end of it against the desk softly. "How is your paper going? I read the outline you submitted and I must admit I'm hooked on one paragraph alone, how do you do it y/n?" He asks like he's fucking fascinated by it alone.
"What do you want? I know you didn't take time out of your day to bring me in here to fucking talk about a outline you thought was shitty." You scoff, "Flattery doesn't suit you." He quietly chuckles, briefly pausing before he resumes his slow agonizing taps on his desk.
He stops altogether and gets up, slowly rounding the desk and making his way over to you. You frown in confusion and stand up too, "What are you doing?" You glare and take a step back.
"Hm," he chuckles humorlessly, "and to think you were my favorite student too. Pity."
With a hitched breath you slowly turn up to look at him, suddenly feeling smaller against his desk. He presses you in, and you have no more room to get away. Your ass presses painfully into the desk, you're almost sitting on it at this point.
"Mr Jeon." You try to speak, throat a little heavy and your words wobbly.
Jungkook leans closer, bending down to ear level as he whispers in your ear, "Bend over this fucking desk. Right now."
Your eyes widen, you look at him in shock and disbelief. Did.. he really just say that? Were you fucking dreaming right now? This isn't even legal! You stare at him in silence, and apparently he doesn't like that because he nods his head in the direction of the desk, "Go on."
"Just who," your voice is soft and airy, "the fuck do you think you are?" and yank him down
Fuck it. If he wants to play like that you're going to have your own fun too, and you're not going to make it easy for him either.
You grab him by his collar and yank him down, your lips smack against his own. You're probably going to hell for fucking your professor but you don't care, he's hot and his attitude pisses you off but also kind of turns you on. You blame it on his charm.
Jungkook releases a surprised grunt, immediately recovering from the surprise as he kisses you back with the same passion. His hands drop down to your hips, yanking you closer as he crowds you against the desk. You hike your thigh up around his waist and press him closer to you with a muffled moan against his lips.
It's utter bliss but you cut it short by sinking your teeth into his bottom lip roughly. He hisses and pulls back in shock from the bite, "What?" You ask innocently, fluttering your lashes at him, "Did I do it too hard?" Jungkook's eyes darkened as he buries his fingers through your hair and sharply tugs, once again kissing you.
You taste copper from his bleeding lower lip, and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth. The kiss is fucking filthy and somehow you manage to push yourself on the desk. Jungkook all too eagerly helps you on to the surface and holds you there with one hand on your hip and the other tangled in your hair.
The sounds of your lips moving against one another fills the quiet office, his hands are everywhere now (having left your hip and hair). He gropes your ass and squeezes you through your jeans making a pulse of heat strike down there between your thighs. You pull away from the kiss to catch your breath, panting hotly against his lips as he tries to draw you back in for more.
"You drive me absolutely fucking crazy, you and your goddamn attitude," he grits his teeth and kisses you, "makes me wanna fuck it out of you. Fuck you like the little brat you are."
Your lips curl in amusement and you lean back to allow him to kiss on your neck and nibble here and there. "And what makes you think I wanna fuck you?"
He bites down particularly hard on a sensitive spot that has you keening, hands gripping him tightly in surprise. "I could send you out with the bird's nest you call hair and marks all over your skin. I don't mind people thinking the worst," he pulls back and smirks down at you, "so are you going to be a good girl and behave?"
He got you there, in fact the idea of him kicking your ass out for people to see the mess he made of you sends shivers down your spine. In a good way too. You lick your upper lip slowly, catching the way he watches you with those lustful eyes of his. Then again, you hate when he's right.
"No." You say simply, "I don't feel like it."
Jungkook chuckles softly under his breath as he grips your thighs tightly, "You're fucking lucky we're in my office, otherwise I'd have you crying like the little bitch you are." Degradation was something you never tried personally, but you definitely weren't opposed to it either.
"What's holding you back then? Or are you all talk?" You whisper and bring him down for another kiss, this one more slow and sensual than before.
Jungkook reaches down to unbutton your jeans when a loud knock snaps you out of your daze. You blink in confusion and pull away to peek at the door, "Ummm," you eye Jungkook and then the door, "you mind?" You motion back and forth between your bodies. 
He sighs and takes a step away, "A moment." He calls back, disappointed as he fixes his shirt and buttons it back up.
"Jungkook! We're going out for drinks with Seok and them, you can't say no because you didn't even drink the last time. Hurry your ass up cause I'm not leaving without you." You recognize Mr Kim's voice on the other side of the door. It's just your luck he doesn't bother to try and open the door.
You sit there thinking, what the fuck.
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Jungkook subtly changes after that, he isn't so fucking mean and he tries to have a better attitude with less sarcastic remarks. You don't go looking for him after that because you figured he just wanted to hook up and shit didn't go as he planned and he probably just gave it up. You're not butthurt by it either, shit just happens.
He does still stare at you sometimes and when class is over you can sense he wants to ask you something but he just turns away and works on his own stuff. You shrug it off and let the man be as you go on about your day. Plus you made a good amount of progress on your paper, you had so much content to work with that the writing process was going pretty well.
Class with him starts like every other and you occasionally check out from boredom given that Jungkook wasn't really teaching a new lesson and instead was giving time to work on the papers that were due the same class period. You had yours nearly done, you were just re-reading it to make sure it made sense.
Occasionally you find him gazing at you, not bothering to hide it either. You're used to it by now so you brush it off and continue your work. "Remember that these papers are worth your entire grade, I wouldn't slack off if I were any of you." He says every once in a while when he sees someone slacking off.
The class comes to an end and everyone piles out the door after dropping their papers off on the desk. You're busy making sure everything is in place when he calls out to you, "A word with you if you will." You suppress the urge to let out the longest sigh ever.
"Mr Jeon," you begin right after the last student goes, "it's a Friday afternoon that I would very much like to be in bed sleeping and not worry about school for at least two days. What is it now?" You softly say, shoulders slumping in defeat.
Jungkook swats at your side with his ruler and you jump, "What the hell." You whine out, "You're a psycho."
"Shut up you brat." Jungkook scoffs, "If you weren't so busy crying this conversation would have been done by now." He rolls his eyes and stands up, "As unorthodox as it sounds, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened in my office."
You tilt your head, "Okay? Look if you're scared I'm going to tell someone you can relax because I'm not going to-"
"Not that," Jungkook sits in front of you on his desk, "what I was going to ask, was if you're free tonight."
"Umm I'm not—kinda understanding? Like you realize you're my professor right? Like if anyone sees us you'll get fired." You frown, "Sorry I'm just super fucking confused right now."
Jungkook looks unimpressed, "I'm not an idiot, of course I know the consequences but do you really think I give a shit about this university and what they think of me?" He swats at your side again with the ruler, "And watch your language."
"Ow-fu—" you stop yourself when he raises the ruler again, "Okay, okay, I get it! You don't want me to cuss. Jesus." You whisper, "If I agree to go will you stop hitting me? And can I get a raise on my score?"
"Don't push it." Jungkook warns. "I'll pick you up tonight at eight," he eyes you up and down, "put your number in." He holds his phone out.
You sigh, "See you tonight then."
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Given the fact you didn't know where he was taking you, you settled for something casual but not plain, but casual. Your roommate is even surprised at seeing you dressed so prettily, "Wow, look at you," she whistles, "and where are you headed off to this late at night?"
You side-eye her from the mirror where you're applying a layer of gloss on your lips, "I have a date? Hook-up? I don't know, remember I almost fucked this guy? Yeah, he asked me out."
She nods slowly in approval, "Interesting, interesting, well you go have funnnn. I'm raiding the kitchen, call if you need me." She calls out to you while walking into her room.
You roll your eyes, not bothering to reply as you feel your phone buzz in your dress coat. You quickly glance at the time, "Seven fifty-nine." You say in amusement, "How cute." You hurriedly gather your things and stuff your gloss into your purse, looking one last time in the mirror before rushing out.
As you step out into the parking lot, you come across a sight you never thought you'd be seeing in a million years. Jungkook stands there leaned against his car with his arms folded over his chest, he's dressed in a black suit and his button up isn't even buttoned all the way. What a whore, you think and make your way over to the older man.
"Fuck subtlety right?" You smirk softly, "Like a million of other college students don't choose these apartments cause it's close to the uni?"
Jungkook eyes you appreciatively, "I'm not a subtle man, and I'm not a coward." He smirks back, pushing himself off of the car and reaching for the door handle as he opens the car for you to step into.
You softly thank him and take your seat with your little purse settled on your lap as if it were going to cover your thighs up from his hungry gaze. His car is fucking nice, the interior is simply to die for and you could really see yourself riding him into the sunset after this. You want to drool over the thought, remembering the situation that occurred in his office... His big cock pressing right into your thigh-
"Are you listening?" Jungkook frowns.
"Huh? Did you say something?" You look at him, mentally slapping yourself for getting lost in your intrusive thoughts.
Jungkook is surprisingly patient, "I asked if you're cold? If you are I can turn the heat on higher." He says, hand already hovering over the controls for the temperature.
You shake your head, "Oh no I'm fine, thank you though." You trail off, looking to the side as you watch the cars come and go, "I didn't know where we were going so I figured this would suffice..?" You motion to your outfit.
"You're fine, it's nothing too over the top but you know, not casual either." Jungkook calmly replies and steers the wheel with one hand while his other hand rests over the stick shift, "I hope you like steak and lobster."
You softly hum, "Oh do I?" You grin and look over at him slowly as he chuckles quietly under his breath, and you know he's pretending he didn't find you funny.
Jungkook pulls into the valet parking, stepping out as he hands his keys over and a wad of cash before going to open your door for you. "C'mon, don't make the man wait." He grasps your smaller hand in his and guides you out by the small of your back. "Are you always this slow?" He smirks teasingly.
"Haha, you're so funny." You scoff playfully, taking his arm when he offers it as you both head inside.
Well it turned out this place certainly was no place for a average college student, when Jungkook said it wasn't over the top you were beginning to think twice on that. There was a whole lobster tank sitting in the middle of the room, and a wall that was a fucking mini aquarium, this was his version of "casual fancy"? Casual fancy was something mediocre like Olive Garden or something.
Jungkook notices your look of amazement as you both follow the host to your table, "Never been here before?"
"Does it look like the face of someone who's been here before?" You huff and look up at him, "Don't kid yourself." You elbow him gently with a small smile.
You feel comfortable around Jungkook, he's a gentleman and a good date(?) if you could call him that, he was pretty attentive to your needs and you liked that. Jungkook didn't entirely seem to have any ulterior motives so far, and even if he did you kinda don't mind. You've been meaning to finish what was started in his office anyways.
"How long have you been working as a professor for?" You toy with your glass of wine with a soft hum, "Years?"
Jungkook sips his wine and clears his throat, "Many, I was pretty young when I started and still attended some classes to get higher degrees." He replies softly, "Spent a good portion of my years teaching there."
You nod slowly, "I see... and does it make you happy? Being there I mean."
"I wouldn't be a Philosophy teacher if I didn't want to be there," he chuckles, "plus it's really easy money and doesn't demand. Teaching's my side job anyways."
"Oh? What's your main then?"
"Can't tell you that, I gotta keep my secrets." He winks at you, "But enough about me, what about you? What's your little plan for your future?"
You shrug, "I really like writing, I can't say for sure what I want to do with my life. My dad wanted me to be a pilot like him and my mom thought for sure I was going to take after her modelling and shit. That's not the case." You chuckle bitterly.
"Let me guess, you didn't live up to their standards and now they shun you and left you to pursue your own education on your own?" Jungkook sees you perk up a little at his words and he laughs, "I relate because I went through that."
You purse your pouty lips and frown, "Why does every rich kid go through this? Do your parents send you monthly checks because they think that should be enough?"
"Yup." He pops the 'p' as he shakes his head, "Well in my case used to when I was still younger, I forget I'm older than you."
"You're ancient." You stick your tongue out, "But you're lucky I like my men older, otherwise I would have called you a perverted old geezer."
Jungkook's eyes light up with something akin to mischief and playfulness, "Really now? I would say the same thing, you're lucky I enjoy putting little brats like you in there place."
Your eyes drop down to his lips before you look back up into his eyes, "Really?"
He licks his lips, "Really."
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The elevator dings loudly, a loud thud heard from the inside as the lobby staff turn their heads in question to the odd sound. From inside the empty elevator, you're pressed up against the wall as Jungkook smothers you with harsh passionate kisses. He quite literally takes your breath away with the both of you panting into each others mouth.
His hands are tangled deep in your hair, gripping it as he holds you nice and still for him. His thigh slips between your legs and presses up against you, no doubt right up against the small wet spot forming in your panties. A soft little moan escapes your throat, and you gently roll your hips against his thigh.
Jungkook pulls away from the kiss to stare into your eyes, "Look at you, you gonna use my thigh to get off in here? Shameless little slut." He licks his lips with a grin.
You whine softly and push yourself up to kiss him again, his words definitely manage to make your panties wetter. He laughs against your lips and lets your head go in favor of grabbing onto your hips, "You like that don't you?" He mumbles through your sloppy little kisses you manage to plant on his soft lips.
"A lot." You softly whisper back.
Jungkook was going to reply but the elevator dinged, he looked back at the now opened door which revealed no one on the other side. He chuckles quietly and turns back to you, "C'mere." He grins as he lifts you up and carries you down the hall.
You yelped softly and threw your arms around his neck, "Warn me next time damn," you bite your lip.
"Where's the fun in that?" He smirks.
.
A trail of clothes were strewn messily around the hallway leading down to Jungkook's bedroom. Jungkook's suit jacket was thrown off to the side as he remained standing in his white button up and his slacks. His sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, expensive watch sitting around his wrist so nicely. You felt a little vulnerable with the way you were left in your bra and panties whilst Jungkook was still fully dressed.
"I knew you were so fucking pretty underneath all of that." Jungkook admires your partially nude form, "Do a little spin for me sweetheart."
You bite your lip shyly from the compliment, slowly turning and giving him a little spin like he had asked. "Sweetheart? That's a new one," you giggle softly, "I thought I was 'brat'?"
Jungkook hums appreciatively, "I can be nice too when I want to be," he eyes you up and down as he steps in front of you, gently pushing you towards the bed, "go on and sit for me." He utters in a low husky voice.
The bed is soft and plushy when you fall back on the edge, you sit so prettily on his bed with your head tilted upwards to look at him. Jungkook cups your chin and tilts your head up to face him, "So fucking pretty, Jesus, just look at you," he whispers and strokes over your lower lip with his thumb, "such soft little lips."
You poke your tongue out and envelope his thumb in your mouth, suckling softly without breaking eye contact with him. His eyes darkened with lust, he prods your mouth with his thumb as he admires how pretty you look under him. "I could think of other things your pretty lips can be wrapped around." He trails off with a soft chuckle, "Bet you'd look so pretty with a mouth full of cock."
The insinuation nearly has you drooling over it, you manage to pull away from Jungkook as you blink your watery eyes, "I'm starting to think you're all talk you know? You're saying all these things but I'm seeing nothing. Are you too chicken to fuck me the way I want? If that's the case I have no problem in finding someone to do it for you. Might even send you a video." You trail off with a sultry smirk.
"Is that so?" Jungkook mutters lowly, "You seem pretty sure of yourself there sweetheart." He tangles a hand in your hair and yanks your head back, "Go on and lay down for me, and you better think wisely about how you go about this, I'm not in the mood for your little games baby."
You roll your eyes playfully and lie back on the bed once he lets your hair go. "Oh I'm so scared of you, what are you gonna do, spank me?" You smirk softly.
"That's a start." Jungkook retorts with a sinister little smile, "Now listen to me closely baby, I'm only going to say this once: we're not doing any of that bratty shit tonight, you're going to be a good girl for me and if you're not I'll spank that little ass of yours until it's black and blue. Do you understand?"
You stare back at him with a small blush coating over your cheeks, you don't trust your voice so you timidly nod in response. "Words baby, I need words." He firmly says.
"Yes," you softly reply.
"Tap twice if you need me to stop, once if you want me to slow down." Jungkook gently strokes your thighs, "Can you repeat what I just said baby?"
You nod, "One to slow down, two to stop."
"Good girl,"
.
Jungkook wasn't what you had imagined at first. Sure you figured he'd be into the degradation shit and some rough sex but he did pull out a few things that definitely caught you off guard. He handcuffed your wrists together and set them behind you, your legs were spread wide around his hips as he sat between your soft thighs.
Jungkook hadn't bothered with removing his slacks, his belt buckles hung off to the sides and the waistband of his Calvin Klein boxers peeked out from under the pants. He still wore his dress shirt though it was full unbuttoned by now, exposing his chest and all the good stuff. You wanted to burn that image into your head and keep it in there forever.
He had his hands all over your soft body, he stopped at your tits and yanked your bra down to let both mounds spill from the bra. The cool air caused your nipples to harden almost immediately as you shivered in anticipation. You loved the way he looked at you, as if you were just a piece of meat on display for him.
" 's like you were made for me sweetheart, look at you." He groans and hovers over your nipple, hot breath fanning over it as his tongue dips down to lick over the bud.
A tiny moan bubbles out of your throat, he takes it as a sign to keep going as he fully envelopes your nipple into his mouth. His eyes are closed in concentration whilst he suckles on your tit and fondles the other one. Your clit throbs from the pleasure alone and it grows unbearably hot down there. You wiggle around below him, trying to desperately get any friction to relieve the throbbing.
He switches to your other tit and gives it the same treatment as the other. His tongue rolls your nipple around in his mouth as he flicks it back and forth over the sensitive bud. More pleasure tingles down below and you finally whine your needs out to him.
"Jungkook," you squirm away to the best of your abilities.
Jungkook pulls away and lets your nipple go with a low 'pop'. He stares down at you with hooded eyes as he reaches up to hold you down by your throat. "Are you rushing me sweetheart? Can't even wait like a good girl?"
You shake your head, "No, I need you now. Want you to fuck me already." Your tone comes out bratty and childish.
He squeezes your throat as a warning, "What did I say earlier? I don't think I gave you the option to act like a little fucking brat now did I?" When you don't reply and he smacks your asscheek with one hand, "I said, did I?"
"No!" You whimper, "No you didn't."
"Then?" He looks at you expectingly, "You wanna be treated like the little slut you are? Fucked like a bitch in heat?" He smacks your ass again as he says this.
Another cry bubbles out of your throat, you shake your head and stare into his eyes pleadingly. He takes pity on you and lets your throat go, "Good girl, keep these here." He says as he pushes your legs up and presses your thighs down on you, folding you in half as he trails his hand between your thighs, "Don't you dare cum unless I say so. Understand?"
"Yes." You softly reply, breath hitching when his slender fingers dip between your wet folds and rub up and down.
"Good girl." He rewards you with a kiss, which you happily accept.
Jungkook spreads your slick around before dipping his ring and middle finger down against your hole. He eases one in and then the other, pushing them in until he's knuckle deep. "Look at you, you're so fucking wet for me. All this over having your tits sucked baby?" He grins.
You let out a low moan when he fills your pussy with his fingers. The angle he has you laying in causes his fingers to press right up against the roof of your cunt, right where your sweet spot lies. "Didn't know I had such a needy little thing in my hands." He pumps his fingers in and out of your pussy slowly, building the rhythm up.
Tiny moans and whimpers fall from your lips, a lewd squelch accompanies his movements and causes your cheeks to heat up in embarrassment over the sounds. Jungkook licks his lips hungrily and leans down to suck a few hickeys into the side of your neck.
"Bet you wish it was my cock fucking you right now," he whispers, "needy little hole needs something filling it at all times, ain't that right baby?" He strikes you deep, fingers stroking over your g-spot repeatedly.
You're seeing stars and more moans escape, "Y-Yes..!" With each stroke your thighs shake and it becomes a little harder to hold your position.
"Oh you poor thing, are you close already?" He coos softly, laughing when he sees you nod, "Well it's too bad don't you think?" He slips his fingers right out with a loud wet squelch. "Oh don't give me that look, what did I say earlier?"
You purse your lips in a angry pout, "N-Not to cum without your permission." Your cunt aches, hole clenching around nothing and orgasm dying down, leaving you desperate to rut against anything to get rid of this heat.
"That's right, you don't wanna disappoint me now do you?" Jungkook darkly murmurs in your ear as he pushes his boxers down below his cock, which springs out and stands proudly against his abdomen.
You shake your head and he kisses you for it, "Good girl, only a little more." He slaps the tip against your pussy teases your clit for a few seconds. Your arms had gone a little numb by now given that they were handcuffed behind your back, pair that with the need to cum and it did not make for a good combo.
He seems to pick up on this and reaches behind you to unlock the cuffs and toss them off to the side, "How are you feeling sweetheart? Going too fast? Need a moment?"
You shake your head, " 'm fine.." You mumble softly, "You can keep going."
Jungkook nods, "Remember you can tap out any time." He presses a kiss to your temple and then begins to push in.
His cock breaches your hole, slowly filling you to the brim. Your cunt feels stuffed, he fills you just right and presses against those spots that feel good. You can't help the long moan that leaves your lips as you reach up to grip his forearms. Jungkook grunts quietly and hooks his arms under your legs, raising them slightly but maintaining that folded position.
He slowly rolls his hips at first, letting you get used to his cock. You let out small moans, softly panting at the feeling of his cock being so deep inside of you. Jungkook watches you closely for any signs of discomfort, when he sees none he begins to speed it up bit by bit. His cock drives in deeply, brushing over your sweet spot over and over again.
Jungkook occasionally presses in and stops for a moment before he goes back to the pace he was going at before. Your moans grew in volume as Jungkook went faster and faster. "Jungkook," you choke out, "fuck, please." You whine out.
He groans quietly and starts pushing in faster, harder. His hands tightened around your thighs as he used them as leverage, making it easier for him to fuck into you. His cock repeatedly slammed into your sensitive cunt and caused lewd noises and more slick to drool down from the sides of his cock. Your slick dribbled on to the bed, slipping between the cleft of your cheeks.
His balls slap up against your ass from the intensity of his thrusts, his grunts and moans were now rising in volume as he put his all into fucking you. Your toes curled from the pleasure, whiny moans and cries leaving you. You couldn't really focus on anything, your senses were going haywire and your mind was clouding with lust.
"Fuck," he grits his teeth and lets one of your thighs go as he slams his fist next to your head on the bed, "don't you dare cum." He warns after feeling your cunt tighten around his cock. "Don't. You. Fucking. Dare." He growls, punctuating each word with each thrust.
Your eyes water from the intense pleasure he inflicts on you and you loudly cry out. It's getting harder to hold your pleasure back, you don't think you'll be able to anyways. Your stomach twists and coils with bursts of heat and pleasure, there's a tingling sensation down there and you can tell it's going to quite literally knock the breath out of you. "Jungkook, I can't hold it," you whimper loudly.
"You can and you will baby, just a little more I'm almost there." He groans softly, eyes shut and brows furrowed as he uses your poor cunt to get off.
The squelching and skin slapping noises fill the entire room, he rocks the bed just a little from the force of his thrusts. "Fuck, fuck." He smashes his lips against yours in a bruising kiss and holds you still while he fucks into you quickly. His thrusts are jerky and the pace is messy, Jungkook moans long and low as he comes to a slow stop and presses in deeply.
You barely manage to hold back your orgasm when he shakily whispers, "Cum." His fingers come down to rub your clit in firm circles.
A shaky cry leaves your lips as you hold on to his forearms tightly, your pussy throbs and a small amount of slick squirts out from the sides of his cock. Your orgasm literally has you seeing stars as you lie there trying to come to your senses and control your breathing once again. Your shaky thighs slip from his arms and you lay there boneless and trying to catch your breath.
"Shit.." Jungkook sighs, falling back on to the bed next to you as he stares up at the ceiling in a daze, "Are you okay?"
You hum tiredly, "I'm sleepy." You tilt your head to face him, "I don't think I can move. Literally fucked the life out of me." You say as he breathlessly laughs at the last part.
"Are you doing anything tomorrow?" Jungkook manages to turn on his side to face you, "I know a place where we can have brunch.." He draws small circles on your forearm while he speaks.
"Is this your way of trying to fuck me again?" You smirk.
"I don't need food to get what I want," he smirks back, "the sex is a bonus."
You giggle quietly, "You're ridiculous, but yes, I'd love to go out to brunch with you tomorrow."
"Perfect." He smiles back.
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Hey! please could you write a Neteyam x reader?
The reader has always been seen as ‘one of the boys’ and Neteyam treats her as a friend. She becomes fed up of Neteyam not noticing her as a woman so she decides to act feminine or flirty. Neteyam notices her change in demeanour and how she attracts attention of another male which causes him to be jealous. This causes an argument which leads to a confession and maybe a little smut.
❥ a/n: i hope this turned out the way you wanted! im not good with smut so it was little ik im sorry !! also grace is alive here bc theres mentions of her school
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Neteyam has always been apart of your life, you grew close to him and he grew close to you. Not in the way you think though, you grew close to him in the romantic sense, he grew close to you in the friendly sense.
You've always been with him, when he'd go hang out with the boys, you'd come as well and nobody ever minded. After all, you weren't a girl. You were part of them.
You actually hated it.
You hated that everyone including Neteyam thought of you as one of the boys.
You weren't.
You didn't care if everyone thought that, what really mattered was Neteyam. And it angered you how he didn't think of you as an actual girl.
You were sick of it, and you noticed things about yourself. You always wore something over your tops, you never really did anything to make yourself look better.
So you changed that, you made new tops, tops that really focused on your features, you braided your hair differently, and changed the way you spoke, you began speaking in a soft and feminine voice.
The only reason you really wore a long top was because of the one time you didn't, where Neteyam made fun of you and the fact that you looked like a girl, and you stopped wearing it so he can stop
But this time, you didn't care, you didn't even know why he used it as an insult.
When you first left your home looking the way you did after you changed yourself, you didn't notice the amount of eyes that were set on you.
Neteyam was with his friends, talking and waiting for you before they all went quiet
"Damn" One of them said before you approached them
"Hey guys" You smiled, talking in a soft voice
"Why do you sound like that" Neteyam said
"You look like an actual girl" Another guy said
"Uh, thanks?" You said and they all laughed, Neteyam didn't though since there wasn't anything funny
Were they laughing to please you or something?
"Uh, y/n, wanna walk with me to school?" Al'oktan asked
"Alright" You said, and everyone stared as you walked with him, Neteyam just glared and went quiet
It started becoming like this all the time, boys would talk to you, walk you home, try to impress you. But what bothered Neteyam the most was what you were doing.
Why the sudden change? You were fine the way you were before.
You completely changed, and it annoyed him.
What really snapped him, was when he was with his friends
"Neteyam" Al'oktan said
"What" Neteyam answered
"Do you think anyone asked to court y/n?"
Neteyam froze, was he going to court you?
The other boys answered for Neteyam, and he just made up some excuse and left them.
He went to find you and rolled his eyes when he saw you with another guy
"y/n" He said, and they both turned to him, "we need to talk"
"Um, okay...I'll see you later" You told the guy, he just glared at Neteyam and walked away
It was quiet for some time, he just kept staring at you
"What's going on?" You asked
"What are you doing." He said
"What?" You responded, confused
"Why are you acting like this"
"Like what, exactly?" You nervously chuckled
"Like this, y/n!" He yelled, "The weird change in voice, the revealing outfits, the hair, everything!"
You rolled your eyes at him, "What do you expect, Neteyam. I'm a girl" You said and were about to walk away until he pulled you back
"Don't you think I know that?" he asked
"No actually, you don't. You always see me as one of the guys and it's annoying! I'm not, Neteyam! I'm not some guy friend you can make fun of. I actually have feelings yknow" You yelled
"You know I don't actually make fun of you"
"I don't care. Why are you so mad anyway!" you rolled your eyes again
"Because I don't like it!"
"Don't like what!"
"Everything! I don't like seeing others with what's mine." He yelled and you went quiet, he held your hand, "You are what's mine."
"What are you saying?" You said
He gently held your face, "I'm saying what you're hearing, y/n." He whispered, slowly leaning in and pressing his lips against yours
You slowly pushed him away, "Why now, Neteyam?"
"Because I planned on telling you before, but you suddenly changed and all these boys were after you and I didn't like it." He said
"Why not? I think it's sweet" You teased
"Very funny" He rolled his eyes
You smiled and leaned in to kiss him again, he melted into the kiss, your hands roamed around his hair, his slid down to your top, gently untying it
"I'll show you what's really funny, y/n" He whispered as his hands roamed down your body
man were you in for a night.
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