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lovejem · 7 months
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Adrenaline Crush - Rosé x Female Reader, Amusement Park (unfinished) FLUFF
Author’s note: This is a fic that I started writing back in 2020. I never got around to finishing it and I don’t think I will so I’ve decided to just post what I have. If there’s enough interest, maybe I’ll continue! Enjoy.
It’s the end of your spring semester at university; final exams are over, dorm rooms have been cleared out, and summer vacation has officially begun, which means you and your friends would finally be able to set off on your road trip to your favorite amusement park. You’ve been anticipating this trip for weeks, planning out whose car you’d all be taking, who’d be driving, which coasters you’d hit first. To your despair, at the last second, your friend and seat partner had to back out to visit family she hadn’t seen in a while, leaving your group with an odd number of 3 instead of an even number of 4. She apologized profusely and insisted that you all still go since she knows you’ve been excited about this plan since it was first brought up. You all wished her and her family well and set off at 8am just as you planned.
“Are you sure, Y/N?” Jennie asked, “I don’t mind sitting alone for a couple rounds. You can sit with Lisa.”
It’s been about 2 hours since you’ve all arrived to the park. So far, you were able to knock out 3 rides and were currently on line waiting for the fourth. Unfortunately, the park had a lot more visitors than expected, causing the wait times to be around half an hour or longer.
Your eyes darted behind Jennie towards Lisa, her eyes pleading to you and her lips forming into a pout. Her facial expression was enough for you to understand what she was asking of you, “Say no. Please say no. I’ll die if you don’t. Say no. Say no. Say no.” Jennie may not mind, but Lisa surely would, considering her massive crush on the older girl. You also knew that, even though Jennie says she doesn’t mind, she definitely does deep down; she just doesn’t know it yet.
You gave Jennie a small smile and shook your head, “Nah, don’t worry about it, Jen. I’ll be fine.” You walked up and into one of the dividing sections as the next group of riders got into their seats, “Maybe I’ll be a solo rider again like last ride.”
The two girls were now situated in the section next to yours. Lisa hummed, sitting back on the railing, “Or maybe you’ll partner up with a cute girl.”
You rolled your eyes as the dispatcher counted down to 1 and sent the coaster off, blowing everyone’s hair in all directions. You combed a hand through yours to put it back in place and sighed, “With my luck so far, I doubt it.”
You’d much rather ride solo like the last round than press your luck partnering up with someone random. During your first ride, you got partnered up with a guy around your age who immediately tried hitting on you and was entirely too touchy. Luckily for you, Jennie and Lisa caught on to what was happening and turned around to glare at him until he took the hint and stopped. Your partner for the second ride was slightly better, but that wasn’t saying much. It was a kid in damp clothing who you assumed just got back from the connected waterpark. The hot sun and sweat mixed with the damp clothes caused a certain stench to emit from the kid, forcing you to hold your breath the entire time you waited for the ride to take off.
You looked over to your friends and watched as Jennie fixed her blown-out hair before helping Lisa with hers. You could see Lisa’s ears turn a bit red as Jennie tucked her hair behind them. Lisa smiled and thanked her as Jennie returned her smile. When they turned their attention back to you, you had an eyebrow raised and your arms crossed over your chest. Jennie looked away, clearly embarrassed that you saw their little interaction.
Lisa shot you a look. “What? Did you need help with your hair too?” she teased, trying to diffuse the awkward tension you just created. She grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer to her. As she moved her hand toward your face, you lightly pushed her off.
“Gross,” you said, sending her a disgusted look. You backed away from the railing separating you from the two and saw Jennie looking off into the distance, presumably watching the coaster to forget about her embarrassment. You started to feel a bit guilty and decided to help her move past it by asking, “What do you guys think Jisoo’s up to?”
You mentally let out a sigh of relief when Jennie turned back to you and shrugged, “I think she said she was going to have lunch with her family.”
You looked at the time on your phone lock screen and saw that it was indeed around lunchtime. “I’ll shoot her a text,” you said, while unlocking your phone.
“Tell her we miss her!” Lisa exclaimed.
Y/N: unnie :-( we miss you
Y/N: but rn i miss you most. i’m feeling like a third wheel with these two. TT
Y/N: how’s everything so far? how’s your family?
Jisoo: kekekeke i’m sorry y/n. i had a feeling that would happen.
Jisoo: are they being gross?
Jisoo: my family’s good! everyone’s healthy and doing well :) we’re heading to get some food now
Jisoo: have you guys eaten yet? make sure to eat!!!
Y/N: sickeningly sweet. makes me wanna vomit tbh
Y/N: i’m glad everyone’s well!! eat lots of good food
Y/N: we’ll eat soon too
Y/N: ah it’s our turn to ride now. talk to you later!
You sent off the last text right as the gates opened to let you in to find your seat. You sat yourself down in the farthest of the two seats, leaving the other open for easy access to anyone who may join you. You buckled yourself in and tightened the seatbelt around your waist. “Solo rider?” you heard the worker ask. You nodded in reply, which was all the response needed for them to proceed to push the safety bar down on you alone.
Jennie and Lisa turned around and smiled at you. “Hey, another solo ride,” Jennie noted. “Lucky you,” Lisa added, “You didn’t get a random.”
You gave them a small smile as they turned back around. “Yeah,” you sighed, slightly saddened by the thought of having to enjoy a ride alone again, “Lucky me.”
You shook your head to rid yourself of whatever loneliness you were feeling and hyped yourself up for the ride. You wouldn’t let a lack of a partner get you down. A solo ride was the better option when put up against being matched with someone random. When the dispatcher began counting down from 10, you reached your arms out toward the two in front of you, placing a hand on each of their shoulders.
“Let’s go!!!” you yelled out, shaking them back and forth. They laughed and shouted along with you as the dispatcher reached 1 and sent you off at a speed that stole the sound right out of your throat.
After getting off the last ride, Lisa suggested taking a break and grabbing some food to gain back some of the energy lost from walking far distances and waiting in long lines. You all ended up grabbing some burgers and fries and eating at an outdoors table, hiding from the sun underneath its umbrella top.
“We probably shouldn’t go on a rollercoaster yet,” Jennie advised, “Maybe something slower-paced.”
You hummed in agreement and opened up the park map to see what ride you could go on next. You spotted a haunted house ride not too far from where you currently were and pointed at it on the map, “How about this?” You tap Lisa to look at where you’re pointing. You might find her and Jennie’s sweet interactions to be vomit-inducing, but what kind of best friend would you be if you didn’t help Lisa out every now and then?
“A haunted house?” Lisa questioned, “You want to go on that?" She looked back up at you and saw you widen your eyes a bit, trying to signal to her your intentions. You nudged her leg under the table and gave a discrete nod toward Jennie who was busy looking at the map. She quirked an eyebrow, still confused as to what you were trying to tell her.
You rolled your eyes, “Jennie, what do you think? Want to go on it?” You looked down at the girl sitting across from you and next to Lisa, pursing her lips in thought.
“I don’t know,” she replied, sitting back up straight, “I scare kind of easily.”
“Lisa doesn’t,” you informed her with a smug smile, “You can grab onto her if you find it to be too much for you.”
Jennie’s cheeks grew pink as she blinked blankly at you before she nodded and simply said, “Okay.” Your suggestion and her response made Lisa blush a similar shade to hers.
You chuckled and nodded back, “Okay, that’s settled then. Let’s clean up and go.” All three of you got up, grabbed your garbage and threw it all out before heading off. —
Standing next in line for the haunted house, you started to feel the loneliness you’d felt during the last ride seep back in again. You were about to get on a ride that was infinitely better with a partner but a random partner on this ride would just be weird. You let out a sigh. Lisa looked over and noticed your lowered mood. She pouted and mouthed, “Are you okay?”
This made you genuinely smile and laugh to yourself. You nodded and mouthed back, “I’m okay.” You nodded your head toward Jennie, who was keeping herself occupied with her phone, and wiggled your eyebrows teasingly at Lisa. She shook her head, smiling now, and mouthed, “Shut up,” before adding, “Thank you.”
The last group of riders returned and got out of their seats as the gate in front of you opened up. Just as you did last time, you sat in the farthest of the two seats available to you, leaving the other open. As you buckled yourself in, a worker came over and noticed the empty seat next to you. You expected him to just lower the safety bar as the last worker did, but instead, he called out to the line and asked if there were any solo riders that wanted to ride.
You looked over to the line and saw a hand shoot up from the middle of the crowd. The worker waved them over toward the front and it wasn’t until they reached close enough to the gate that you truly saw your new seat partner. A girl with blond hair wearing a black cropped t-shirt and baggy denim jeans squeezed through the line and crossed the gate, walking towards you. She smiled at the worker and thanked him before sitting down in the empty seat.
She turned her head toward you and sent you a smile as well. “Hi,” she greeted as she clipped in her seatbelt, “I hope it’s okay that I join you. The lines are pretty long today, even for this ride for some reason.”
Pretty. That’s your immediate thought when you look over and smile back at her. The nameless girl’s hair was tied back in a ponytail with loose strands framing the sides of her face. You watched as she tucked one of them behind her ear. Fuck. Say something.
Lisa saves you by speaking up instead. “Oh, she’s definitely okay with it. Trust me,” she says turned around in her seat, facing you and your partner. You don’t miss the way she stressed “definitely.”
Jennie was turned around as well. “Yeah, she’s been feeling a bit lonely anyway,” she added with a smug grin, “You’re doing her a favor.”
Your jaw dropped slightly at their comments. You may have already embarrassed yourself with your delayed response, but now they were just adding onto it. You nervously laughed as you turned your head toward the girl seated next to you, who was already looking right back.
“Really?” she asked with a seemingly coy smile, “I’m happy to keep you company then.”
“I’m going to just...” Lisa trails off, turning back around to face the front, tugging on Jennie’s arm for her to do the same. Jennie gives you a wink before following suit.
“My name’s Rosé by the way,” she says to you while offering her hand to shake.
You happily take it into yours and do just that, “I’m y/n. Thanks for keeping me company, Rosé.”
“My pleasure, y/n,” she replies as you both continue to slowly shake hands and smile at one another.
It’s almost as if you both subconsciously agreed to take the time to fully look at each other and observe each other’s facial features. For instance, now that you were looking at Rosé up close, you couldn’t help but notice how pretty her eyes are. Your gaze shifts lower and now you’re thinking about how beautiful her smile is and taking note of the small beauty mark below her bottom lip.
Wait. I’m staring at her lips. You panic and quickly dart your eyes back up to hers, praying she didn’t notice. Unfortunately, your eyes meet instantly and you know you’ve been caught. You find her smirking at you with one of her eyebrows quirked upwards.
You open your mouth to explain yourself but you’re cut off by a deep echoey voice that begins to play along with the eery background music, notifying you that the ride is about to start. You turn your attention to the front as the ride jolts forward and you feel Rosé’s hand disappear from yours.
You feel a nudge against your right arm and a whispered, “Feel free to reach for my hand if you need it,” as the coaster rolls a few feet into the dark. You feel your throat go dry at the feeling of her breath dancing on your ear. You can’t properly see her in the dark, but you can imagine the close proximity she had to have been in to whisper to you; that image is enough to make you flush.
Suddenly, there’s a flash of light and a roar of loud thunder, causing the confident girl next to you to flinch towards you and grab hold of your sleeve.
You laugh at her reaction and the 180 change in her that just occurred. The darkness surrounding you gives you the boost of confidence you need to grab onto Rosé’s hand. “I think you need my hand more than I need yours right now,” you joke and give her hand a slight squeeze.
You hear her laugh in response, “Maybe you’re right.” Her hand doesn’t leave yours for the rest of the ride.
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myouicieloz · 6 months
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Sweetest dreams
Park Chaeyoung x reader
Synopsis: it’s been long since you’ve had a girls night with your best friend, Rosé. also, it’s been long since you’ve been having many non-friendly dreams regarding the blonde, too. luckily, she knows you and your body too well, and is all willing to help.
Warnings: smut. nsfw. dom!rosé x sub!reader
Word count: 2.6k
Notes: this is a fairly worn out prompt but i’m trying to get back to writing so… i hope it doesn’t suck too much. love you bunnies ^^ xx ps: not proofread! sorry :/ it’s late and i have an exam tmr
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Rosé’s tongue was all over your body, making you shiver. She trails sweet kisses over your skin, her mouth lingering lower and lower until she reached the middle of your thighs, making you moan as you grab her hair to pull her face to your needy cunt. Your skin felt on fire, and you needed release so bad…
In a blink, however, you found yourself almost falling off the bed, pajamas sticking to your sweaty skin and heart roaming loudly. You gathered yourself back to a safe place in bed and, taking deep breaths, tried to remind yourself it was just a dream. An excellent, forbidden one.
Once again, you were dreaming of fucking your best friend. Those dreams were beginning to happen frequently, now, no matter how hard you tried to suppress your feelings for her. Rosé was simply everywhere: in advertisements, banners, commercials… She was, indeed, the moment. It was impossible to ignore her presence and effect on your body, even though you tried. Hard.
As you managed to calm yourself down, you took notice of how wet you were. Your panties were sticking to your cunt, and you simply felt the urge to be filled. It was uncomfortable and made you incredibly frustrated, even more since the dream had felt so real… it was almost like Rosé was actually between your thighs, pleasing you until your body went numb.
You could only wish, though.
“Y/n, love, what’s wrong?” You felt the rosé’s arms on your back, tracing soothing circles, as she usually did when you woke up from a nightmare. She knew you were prone to those, often facetiming her in the middle of the night to have her keep you company until you managed to fall asleep.
However, it wasn’t a nightmare this time.
You and Rosé have been best friends since high school, and she was thrilled to welcome you to Korea when you got into Hanyang University, in Seoul. Your friendship only got stronger as she debuted and even now, with her idol life and your work in tech, you’d always find some time to talk to each other and hang out. You were close— she was your closest friend, even though she was frequently physically away for the most, and Rosé would always make some time to have sleepovers with you, whenever she came back to Korea. It was a ritual you’ve grown accustomed to for many years now, and it was extremely relaxing and soothing: to just gossip, eat snacks and watch cringey movies until you fell asleep in her enormous bed, passed out from exhaustion.
That was until you started having those damn dreams about her, months ago.
Sensing that you wouldn’t answer, Rosé scooped herself closer, tugging a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Just tell me, dear, and we’ll fix it. Is it another nightmare?”
You shook her head, shutting your eyes to avoid staring at the blonde’s attentive gaze. If Rosé took a single look at you, she’d know you were terribly aroused right away.
Somehow, Rosé always knows everything that happens to you.
Gently grabbing your chin, she inspected every inch of your face.
“Not a nightmare?” You mumbled in response, shaking your head. Her brows furrowed, and she stood on her elbows. “What then, love?”
Her hand was still tracing circles on your back, and God, her touch was driving you crazy. You were absolutely conscious of the wet pool in your panties and couldn’t help but wonder what would it feel like if her long, graceful fingers went a bit further, until they reached your slit and—
“J-just a dream.” the pillow muffled your voice. “Silly dream.”
“It’s not silly, dear. Not if it bothers you. Do you want to tell me what was it about?” Rosé offered, finally stopping to stroke your back. She was awake now, focused on you.
It makes you shiver.
“It’s ok, really.” You gulped, pushing the covers to get off the bed and from the temptation that was having the blonde so close. “I just have to use the restroom real quick.”
Her hands gripped your thighs to stop you from getting up, nails scratching your needy skin. You let out a low grasp, immediately putting a hand over your mouth to muffle your sounds. It didn’t matter, now. Of course she heard you moan like a little bitch at her slightest touch. You grabbed her wrists, but didn’t motion to pull her from you, either.
“Y/n, look at me.” Her assertive tone was the same you’ve heard many times, although directed to other people. The one she used when she wanted something done quickly and without much questioning; the one of a leader. Naturally, you did as told, staring hesitantly at her darkened eyes. “Tell me what you’ve just dreamt about.”
You gulped, mumbling a set of incoherent phrases until a squeeze on your thigh made you inhale deeply, trying to gather some courage. “Promise not to laugh? Or to hate me?”
“Never, dearest.” Rosé smiled at you, just as she has done countless times before, which soothes most of your nerves away. “We tell each other everything, right? So tell me.”
Her hands, the ones still brushing your thighs with care, made it difficult to breathe and to speak clearly. You’ve always loved that Rosé was an affectionate person, but that seemed a lot different, now. Her touch was clearly different.
You don’t think you can get any wetter than that; your insides felt so drenched you feared you’d be leaving a wet spot in Rosé’s sheets once you got up. Your skin was on fire and your hands trembled, expecting. You wondered what would Rosé do once you finally confess your dirtiest, sluttiest things you. Would she tell you off? Would she say she only thought of you as a friend, and that you were mixing things up?
Still, for the first time in your life, you decided to risk it.
“I-I,” Your voice faltered, too scared to say anything and fuck up your friendship, but as rosé kissed your hair gently, you continued, “I dreamt you were eating me out. There, I said it. That was it.”
You shut your eyes, feeling your face getting all flustered. She must think you’re such a pervert, now. Why wouldn’t she, with you edging yourself on her bed like a whore?
You didn’t want ruin your friendship, nor did you want Rosé to think of you as one of the many people who only wanted her for her body, her money or her fame.
Again, you motioned to get up, mumbling excuses and adding you were going home immediately, but the smaller girl managed to place herself in front of you, a sneaky smile dancing on her lips.
“Do you want me to?” She licked her lips, staring at your mouth expectantly. you didn’t answer immediately, with your mind still clouded, making her jump in her place. “Eat you out, I mean. Do you?”
You choked on your saliva as you gulped hard, staring at her in disbelief. “If I want you to—“
“Wait. I have a better idea,” Rosé pushed you as she placed herself between your thighs, “Just don’t think so much, Y/n.”
Before you could say anything, the blonde had already taken your panties out, diving into your cunt with hunger. You couldn’t help but moan loudly as she works her way in, your hands flying to her hair to push her even further.
She doesn’t let you breathe or even compose yourself as her hands roam through your body, soon getting rid of your big shirt.
“You taste so good, Y/n-nie.” She murmurs, although it clearly isn’t directed at you. Her gazed is focused on your sex, lazily playing with your clit as she licks and sucks, “Just as I always knew you would. Took you too fucking long.”
“R-rosie…” You mumble, too lost in pleasure to properly tell her what you want her to do with you. Rosé is skilled, and you try your best to ignore the piercing feeling that bruises your heart as you realize she’s obviously had lots of practice. Thankfully, said thoughts are promptly vanished from your brain as the blonde’s fingers open you up, allowing her to slip her tongue inside your entrance in a languid pace. Her movements are messy and her saliva, mixed with your wetness, runs in a thin line through her chin as she moans. The vibrations of her voice echo through your cunt with enough strength to make you cum on the spot, and it takes you much strength to just not give in.
She looks divine, all collected while you’re a shuddering mess, her tongue now making circling movements everywhere as she plays with your sex as much as she wants to. You can feel your abdomen heating up to your orgasm, and part of you hates that she’s so good at this: you don’t want it to end so soon.
“‘M-m close,” You manage to mumble, gripping her hair even tighter to push her into your dripping pussy. To your dismay, she retreats herself quickly, giving your pussy a final, sloppy kiss as she distances herself from between your thighs.
You whine, almost crying to have your pleasure ruined. You stand on your elbows to stare at Rosé, cocking your head to the sides to try to figure her out. Hadn’t you been good? You did tell her about your dreams, just as she asked demandedy you to. Why were you being punished, then?
Laughing at your confusion, Rosé pulls herself up to meet your face, taking you in for a lusty kiss. She liked it messy, it’s not difficult to notice. Your mouths were both red and bruised from the intensity of your actions, with the blonde dominating all corners of your mouth completely, until you too had tasted the saltness of your juices mixed with her intoxicating taste; one you’ve dreamt about for so long.
“I’m not trying to ruin your fun, babe.” She murmurs, tapping your thighs, so you’re positioned on top of her as she lies down, bringing your red, swollen pussy onto her face. Somehow, Rosé always knows what you are thinking.
Her tone is low and sensual as she adds, giving your cunt shallow licks, “I just want you to cum on my face, exactly like this.”
You don’t have much of a choice, even so, as she grips her nails on your thighs and lowers your body to lap her mouth at your cunt once again, somehow even more dense than before. You didn’t mind the pain from her acrylic nails, though— too focused on regaining the familiar feeling that was already building up on your stomach to care about the marks it’d leave, later.
“You’re t-too good. Fuck!” Your eyes roll as you push yourself even further onto Rosé, not minding whether she was breathing or not. Although, from the way she rubs her own thighs and the lewd sounds she makes, you’re fairly able to notice she’s getting her fair amount of fun, too.
“You should’ve heard yourself, Y/n.” Rosé’s giggles are nothing but a mushed sound in your head, since all you were focused was on how sweet her lips tasted when colliding with your skin. Her greedy tongue sucked on your clit, making its way onto all your pussy just to pay attention to your swollen bud once again, circling and changing the amount of pressure she chose to apply. You felt one of her hands grip your breasts, pinching your nipples in a sudden movement that causes your eyes to open, making you focus on the blonde. It was so good, and you could feel your release starting to present itself, rushing down in strong waves that had your body begin to tremble slightly. “Moaning like a bitch for me, even in your dreams. You’re so nasty, you know? Wanting this so bad. Such a fucking whore.”
“R-rosie, please, I’m so fucking close. Let me cum, please, I s-swear I’ll do anything you want if you just let me fucking c—“ You beg, letting out a high-pitched moan as you feel her teeth nibbling the insides of your thighs.
You can feel her smiling under you as she commands. “Do it, my sweet. Let go, then.” And with one final harsh suck on your clit, you come hard, your whole body trembling as Rosé helps you extend your high by giving your pussy long, sloppy licks, collecting all of your cum as she does so.
You sigh, letting your body fall limp besides her. Your muscles felt sore, and you were sure you’d wake up covered in bruises in the morning— and Rosé knew how much you thought it was corny to be marked like that.
However, it did make you let out a small giggle, knowing she probably did it on purpose, always finding little ways to defy you.
“God, you’re so pretty like this.” You feel her slim arms circle your waist, pulling you close to herself as she places little kisses on your shoulder and back. “Doesn’t even compare to how I imagined it, so many fucking times. I lost count, you know?Of how many.”
Instinctively, you found yourself leaning further as she finds her way to your neck, brushing your sticky, sweaty hair aside to make sure to leave an even bigger mess on your skin. It was only when you felt her fingers brush your ass and cup your cunt that you whined loudly, turning around to hide your head in the crook of her neck.
“One more, princess?” She asks, pecking your lips as she lifts your chin, eager to have a proper look at your fucked out face. For Rosé, it was the best sight in the world.
“S’ too soon, Rosie. Too much.” You mumble, looking down to where her hands rested. You’ve had a rough week at work, and now that your high has passed, you could feel the weariness reaching deep in your bones. You closed your eyes, hoping to rest for just a few seconds, but whined even more as you felt the weight of her on the bed gone.
“I’ll clean you up, then.” She clarified, smiling once you grabbed her wrists to keep her from going further away from you. You would rather not leave the warmth of her body, nor break the bubble of love and reassurance you were feeling, at the moment. “Just a few seconds, I promise. Then I’ll be right back with you.” Her promise was enough for you to let go of her arm, sighing in defeat.
You searched for one of Rosé’s numerous pillows— all splashed on the ground now. — and tried to make yourself comfortable while you watched her go to her bathroom, making a big effort to keep your eyes opened.
The next thing you felt were warm, delicate hands brushing your thighs with a warm towel. Rosé worked on you with care as she cleaned you, leaning in for another slow kiss as she noticed your attention on her.
“We have to talk about this, Rosie.” You murmured, making it her turn to grunt.
“Sure, we’ll talk.” She assured you, nodding. But as her hands were so warm, and she started massaging your skin just as she knew you liked it, you decided that talking could wait until morning, logically. “Sweet dreams, my sweet girl.”
Before you’ve even had time to acknowledge it, your body had given up to the land of dreams, unlike you intended to, and Rosé gave you a gentle kiss before scooping you up.
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von2dutch · 4 months
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vex91 · 8 months
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Lalisa Manoban - In control
Pairing: Lalisa Manoban x Female Reader
Fandom: Blackpink
Requested by: Anonymous
Request: Could you do one where Lisa/Momo whoever you want to write for surprises you by pole dancing in their first concert of the tour. It turns the reader on and they fuck after the concert ends. Thank you!!
Summary: After finding out that you're going to attend one of her concerts, your girlfriend prepares a surprise for you that is only a start of a long night.
Warning(s): Smut, 18+ content, Fingering
A/N: I decided to go with Lisa because I didn't write anything for her yet😄❤
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When you found out that your girlfriend and the rest of the girls were going on a tour, you were happy for them, you knew how much they loved their fans and being able to finally tour and see them meant a world to them but you also felt a little down. You hated being away from Lisa even if it was for a few months. Since you wanted to make her happy before her trip, you decided to attend her concert in Seoul that started the tour. You wanted it to be a surprise so you bought the tickets without her knowing, already imagining how happy she'll be since it was one of her dreams that she told you about, you've never attended her concert before so it for sure will be special.
But there was one thing you did wrong.
After buying the ticket you left your laptop open in your shared bedroom and when you were watching TV Lisa asked you if she could borrow it and since you completely forgot about it, you agreed and now imagine Lisa's surprised face when she saw a website with a confirmation of your successful purchase of the ticket for Blackpink's concert. She closed it of course so you wouldn't have any idea that she knew but inside her head she was so happy and she already started planning a surprise for you. She wanted it to be an unforgettable night for you.
During the day of the concert you were excited as you were in the crowd waiting for the concert to start. Despite being in a relationship with Lisa, you've never saw Blackpink live so it was quite exciting. During the wait you talked with some other fans and all of them have been so sweet your heart swelled with happiness that Lisa had such amazing fans. Finally the lights turned off and soon you saw four silhouettes on the stage. The concert was going amazing, the music filled the stadium as everyone screamed their lungs out for the girls. You and some other fans you became acquaintances with had a blast dancing and singing to their songs but then the part with their solo performances came on.
You were confused when they brought a big pole to the stage but when you heard a familiar song, your heartbeat fastened. It was the song you heard Lisa practicing to, you only heard her vocals and not the choreography but seeing that pole quickly gave you an idea about what was about to happen. And you were right because not that long after Lisa came out and started her solo performance that involved pole dancing. Your breath hitched whenever she made eye contact with you during her dance and all you wanted was to finally be back home with her.
For the rest of the concert you couldn't stop thinking about Lisa and how badly you wanted her in that moment, even on the way home your mind was wandering to places. It seemed like you were about to explode from the need you felt until you finally got home and your lips were on Lisa's immediately. Your hands gripped her hoodie for dear life as you continued kissing. Truthfully speaking Lisa was supposed to pack right now because tomorrow is her flight but she didn't cared about that right now, all she cared about was you.
She pushed you on your shared bed before getting on top of you. Her hands started taking off your jacket but when she felt your hands sneaking on her thighs, she slapped them away "Don't even try baby, I'm in control today" You whined at her words but complied and let her take your shirt off along with your bra. She took in the sight of your chest before diving right into playing with your boobs, leaving marks all over your body "Even when I'm away people need to know not to touch what's mine. I make them again after I come back" Her words made you clench around nothing and as if sensing it, Lisa smirked.
"So desperate baby? Was it my performance that made you so needy?" She asked earning a frantic nodding from you. She knew that you would like her idea for her solo performance but she wasn't expecting it to work so well in riling you up. She continued leaving marks and kisses on your body as she went lower and lower until she was stopped by your pants, she pulled them down before attaching her lips to your thighs. She made sure to kiss and mark every inch of the skin there before she was face to face with your clothed pussy.
She smirked at you from between your legs before giving your pussy a few kisses through the material of your panties. You whined at the teasings which only made Lisa even more eager to continue it but since tomorrow would be the last time you'll see each other for a while she decided to stop with all the teasings and just fuck you. With that she quickly pulled your panties down and threw them somewhere on the floor along with the rest of your clothes. She looked at you one last time before getting to work.
She gave your clit a few licks before she started sucking it, you moaned her name loudly feeling thankful that you and her lived alone because it would be hard for you to control yourself if other girls were somewhere around. Lisa moaned lightly when she felt you tugging at her hair and the vibration of that against your clit made you threw your head back, hips grinding more into your girlfriend's mouth as she continued sucking on it. Soon she pushed one finger in and set a fast pace of pumping it in and out of you.
Her second finger quickly followed and soon you started feeling a familiar sensation building in your abdomen. Your hips continued rocking on her fingers and soon you came all over them with a loud moan. Lisa cleaned you up with a smile before coming back up and kissing your lips, forcing you to tasting yourself which only made you more riled up. Sensing it Lisa smirked.
"Don't worry baby, we have all night to ourselves before I'll have to go. I'll make a good use of it"
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roses-prose · 1 year
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Your Love Isn't Gone
park chaeyoung x reader
word count: 1005
a/n: inspired by an ao3 fic i read a long time ago
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You're not sure what made you believe this was a good idea, meeting up with your ex and coming over to her apartment alone. But here you were now sitting the opposite of her, catching all the small things you remember about her.
Roseanne park. The woman who had it all and at the same time, feeling like she had nothing at all. Her fingers dragged across the edges of the pages in her tiny journal, the one she always brings around to jot her ideas down, as she always loved the way the pages felt against her fingertips. She sets the journal down, her lips meeting the probably now very cold rim of her cup to take a quick sip of coffee.
"Hi Roseanne."
Her face seems almost shocked as she puts her cup down, her pink lipstick marking the edge of it, "I haven't heard you call me that in a long time."
"Well", you continue to avoid her gaze, eyes scanning through her apartment, "We haven't spoken together in a long time anyways."
Sitting in front of her now, you hate to admit it but your heart still feels that spark of affection you've felt all those months ago. Neither of you speak up as you pour yourself a glass of water, the quiet jazz of the speakers in the corner of her room not enough to drown out the silence.
It was common for you to be left alone, sitting in the silence but for her, maybe not so much. She hated it. She hated how it made her feel. Maybe that's why she was away so often.
She lets out a small sigh, her face riddled with the look of disappointment, either because of you or herself, you don't know. "I'm sorry."
Your brows knit together, "For what?"
Her hands start trying to talk for her, the words not seeming to be able to come out of her mouth, "For... you know."
And this was where she, the global superstar, seemed to fall short. The way she can't seem to tell you what's on her mind. The way she can't express herself. "I don't know."
She lets out a small chuckle, trying to lighten the mood as her fingers fiddled together under the table, "You're really not making this easy for me."
Your lips turn into a wry smile as you poke at your food that she prepared for you, not really wanting to eat a single bite despite it all looking honestly delicious. "I'm not sure what you mean, Roseanne."
Her face visibly seems hurt at the name that escapes your mouth, "Please, can you... not call me that?" Her voice almost seems to crack at the end her question, her eyes softening as she lets out another dreadful sigh, "I know... I fucked up. Badly."
Invisible strings seemed to pull at your heart, your strong façade seeming to break away as you mulled over her words. She never admitted her mistakes. She'd always cover them up with kisses and lies.
"I'm not asking you to forgive me nor am I asking you to even let me back into your life but... I want you to know that I am sorry." Her tone is soft. And for the first time here, you see her smile, albeit wryly. The silence envelops the two of you again as you took a sip of your drink, her eyeing you from across the table.
The silence never was comfortable per se between the two of you, but it was always there whether you liked it or not. "... Do you remember our first date?"
She seems to be caught off guard by the question, before she laughs softly into her hand, "I do. When you fell on your face, right?"
You smile gently, "then you fell right behind me so I quote on quote, "Wouldn't feel embarrassed doing it alone"."
"I'd still do it now, you know." she remarks, the awkward and stiff tension in the air seeming to disappear slowly between the two of you. She points at the bridge of her nose as you laugh, "If you look closely enough, I still have the scar. All the staff members were so mad at me that day."
You two begin to reminisce about all the fun memories you two had together from that time she baked madeleines and accidently used salt instead of sugar leaving you thirsty and disgusted, to that time she came over to your house at 2 in the morning to celebrate your birthday early with a song she made, or to that time you thought you misplaced your favorite hoodie but in reality she was wearing it the entire day.
It's the thought of the quick kisses you two shared in the morning before she went to work, the days you two decide to sleep in and call in sick, and the stupid things you two did together that makes you realize it slowly but surely.
You missed her. You missed the fun you two had despite everything that's happened and you see the way she remembers it all, the memories seeming to spark something inside of her. You set your glass aside again, the sight of her feeling so happy and carefree making you smile.
"... I do forgive you." The words don't come easy to you as your emotions begins to clog up your throat, the words coming out so abruptly, that even you weren't expecting it.
You see her eyes light up as she stares at you in surprise, her lips almost beginning to twitch into a small smile at the name you call her. "It's hard to hate you... Rosie."
"So does that mean... will I see you again?" The question is abrupt as your own words, almost interrupting all train of thought as her tone is hopeful and ambitious.
You smile gently, "I still have the same number." And that's all she really needed to hear to know you weren't gone for good.
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b000mbayah · 1 year
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Blackpinks Reaction to their pet(s) liking their partner more
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Requested: No
Word count: 1,721
Warnings: None
(Just something I quickly wrote while on the train, I hope it's alright)
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Jisoo
You and Dalgom are two of her favourite things in the whole world, so she certainly finds it impossible to not smile whenever you'd spent time together.
Whether that be going on walks, sharing small portions of your dinner with him, or even just sitting at home together in a state of contentment- it never failed to have her heart swell in a thrash of bursting love and adoration.
Jisoo especially loves it when you'd play tug of war together though, finding the way Dalgom's little legs would work up a storm against the grip you holster on the other end of the chewed up piece of rope, encouraging him with kind words.
That, and the following praise you seemingly exchange with each other. With you roughing his white fur and him licking the smooth of your hand as if to say "thank you for playing with me"
And because of your mutual relationship, Jisoo had found it exceptionally easy to snap a photo shoot whenever she pleased.
Every picture was perfect, too! With the surprising cooperation Dalgom upheld when in your arms and the excitement you contained within your eyes. It showed a raw image of her two loves getting along, and that's all Jisoo could ever ask for.
She oftenly jokes about your special bond with Dalgom, finding it almost hysterical how he got along with you so easily in comparison to herself, claiming that he always shied away from all interactions when she first adopted him.
Jisoo would feel slightly offended, however, whenever her own son would choose you over her in a "pick me!" game, especially since she's nurtured him for far longer than you have.
Though, despite her use of joking yells and cries for attention, it never made her love your bond any less. If anything, it made her love it even more.
You had something special, and who was she to hinder that because she felt slightly offended? She would never dare. After all, your bond is a huge source to her happiness as much as it is yours.
She loves you both, and she knows you both love her back equally too.
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Jennie
The connection you had with her dogs was almost instant. With the immediate curiosity of them sniffing your shoes and the heartfelt squeal of joy you emitted, Jennie already knew you were accepted.
So, it was almost never a surprise to find you on the couch, curled up under a blanket with her two dogs nuzzled into your side as you fiddled with the softness of their ears. Or when she'd wake up to find that you've already taken Kuma for a walk and treated Kai to his favourite snack.
However, Jennie has found herself slightly disheartened at the change of respect her dogs would have for her whenever she goes to get their attention, only receiving a cold shoulder as they'd run to you instead.
But then came you ignoring her too? It didn't even seem possible to the Idol, but low and behold, it surely was able to happen.
Whenever you'd ignore her for a set amount of time for her dogs, she'd instantly become pouty. Jennie would whine and even pretend to cry for attention- wanting in on your little exclusive club. However, once you denied her request and explained it was strictly against sexy people such as herself, Jennie only complained further- jokingly, of course!
And since her dogs were sort of fashion icons like their Idol mother- Jennie often opted for you all to dress up in a matching sort of way whenever you'd go to visit the other members together. This way, Jennie felt closer as a family in an odd way.
There was never a dull moment with you four in a room either. With your energy mixing with the dogs and Jennies' dumbfounded state, came memories in quantities of both large and small.
Jennie has been tempted to buy a whole phone just for stupid recordings of Kuma chasing you around the house- or of Kai judging your dog treat baking skills.
Jennie knows her life is complete with you three in it, and now she can only hope it stays like this forever as your family grows stronger and wider. After all, nothing is stopping you from adopting more fur babies in the future.
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Rosé
Wholesome. That's all Rosé could ever think of when it came to you and her precious darling Hank.
It was wholesome how Hank would rest his head upon your lap to sleep. It was wholesome how you'd brush his fur. It was wholesome how you'd spend time together watching action movies with matching black or red headbands on.
Sometimes, Rosé jokes that you're actually dating Hank instead of her with all the activities you get up to and the amount of time you spend together without Rosé actually present.
Other times, Rosè jokes that you're only with her for Hank. And, when you're feeling a little jokey too- you'd shrug at the accusation, often earning you a half-hearted gasp and a light smack. You'd laugh it off nonetheless, though.
It was as if you were already a perfect family with Rosé's motherly attitudes, Hank's playful needs, and your own special touch that just mushes the three of you together neatly.
The way you interact with Hank and try to involve him with every activity possible will never fail to make Rosés heart explode with a warm fondness and welcoming fuzziness.
You could just be laying in bed together, possibly sleeping, and Rosé would be all over the scene with her phone, snapping pictures left right and centre. She definitely keeps the best ones saved as her lockscreen, homescreen, and even the backdrop to various other apps that allow her to do so.
And these were just the pictures you don't know about. There are numerous pictures of you three within a shot, smiling and laughing as Hank gives either one of you a long lick and/ or sniff.
If you were to find out, however, she'd blush furiously while trying to explain that she just absolutely loves you two together. She'd fumble out how grateful she is that you get along with one another because she'd hate to have an awkward situation like that ruin her dreams of living as one big happy family.
Rosé sees you, her, and Hank as your own Disney movie tale, one without tragedy, and one that's full of pure fluff instead.
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Lisa
With Lisa's many cats and her single pup, it was almost a challenge to run around and gain the respect of each and every one of them. So, that's exactly what you made of it- a challenge.
You and Lisa had set up a harmless game of "who could gain the most respect by the end of the month," no hard feelings attached, of course.
Lisa was most certainly confident in her abilities, so she hadn't put much more effort in than she already had been doing these past years. However, no matter how much she thought she knew her children, she wasn't prepared for the outcome of her lazy approach.
And so, when Lisa had decided to give her many children some attention, she was baffled to find the state of tiredness her animals were in.
Turns out you had been spending so much time with the mischievous creatures that they had all grown tired by the time Lisa wanted their attention. You spoiled them endlessly with your time and used it to your advantage to get ahead whenever Lisa was and wasn't around.
It also turns out that Love is more of a cat than a dog anyway, so it was like dealing with half a dozen cats all at once. And after extensive amounts of blood, sweat, and tears- quite literally with the claws on these cats- you had gained everyone's trust and respect.
You had even gained respect from the all mighty Leo- by some miracle- and came out alive to tell the tale.
And by the end of the month, you had won without much of an effort. Lisa blamed it on some hidden ability- swearing you could speak to the animals in their language- a pet whisperer if you will. But you knew the truth.
The pets just preferred you more now, and Lisa couldn't accept that without a reasoning to put blame on.
You had to remind her that at the end of the day you're all family though, and no matter what comes between all of you, you're all loved by eachother… Even if the children do have a favourite parent.
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brainddeadd · 5 days
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fluff, smut
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sometimes lisa needs to be held gently. cradled in your arms.
sometimes lisa needs to scream and cry, throw things around and rant about everything and anything that comes to her mind.
sometimes lisa needs to be left alone, just wants to sit in silence and ignore the world.
and sometimes, lisa needs you to wrap your pretty lips around her clit and make her cum to hard she goes braindead.
needs you to finger her tight little pussy until she's a squirming, dripping mess.
needs you to let her put on her strap and fuck you with her cock until she's got you cumming around her, unable to stop shaking.
sometimes she needs you to let her be rough with your little pussy.
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iheart-nana · 1 year
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she is beauty, and she is grace; but she will punch you in your fucking face . . . ☆★ ࣪.* unforgiven girlzz
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( 𖦹 ˕ × ) ˚ . 。 do you think i'm fragile? ☠️ ࿔
like the moodboard? it's a teaser for an upcoming fanfic! make sure u follow me and stay tuned! thank you, bye!! <33
oc by: @the-one-and-only-delphi
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posies4rosie · 2 years
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Forever and Always (Rosé x Reader Soulmate AU)
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Sypnosis: You really wouldn’t have met your soulmate if she hadn’t broken her camera. But of course you cannot tell her that, she runs your fansite after all.
Word Count: 1444
A/N: Had this idea for a very long time, finally written it out. Rosie was perfect for this.
Can’t believe we survived a 2 year Blackpink drought, the girls are doing amazing. Let’s continue to support their future projects 😆
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You were one of those people out there, who were fortunate enough to receive a soulmate memory.
Like many others, it happened when you turned 16. A glimpse of your soulmate from a past life.
Everyone’s memory was different, even for people who were soulmates. You were sadly unable to learn your soulmate’s name from yours, much to your dismay.
You saw her in your mind's eye: blonde hair framing her face, beaming at you from onstage, eyes seeking yours amongst a sea of illuminated pink glowsticks.
She was breathtaking.
You cherished the memory, holding it close to your heart, drawing strength from that smile whenever life tried throwing obstacles in your way.
*****
You’d often laugh at how Fate loves to play games with you, because the irony of your situation couldn’t be clearer.
After years of training, you finally debuted with your very own idol group.
Thinking of your soulmate, you wondered if she saw your face plastered on the huge billboard across the train station; wondered if she realized the same things as you did: how the tables had turned, and now you would be the one standing onstage instead.
But you’d also wonder, if you would ever be able to see her face amongst that screaming crowd one day. Even just for a moment.
*****
Because of a highly anticipated comeback, your group had a lot of activities lately. Arriving at the TV station for a talk show, you were surprised to see the huge group of fans waiting outside, wanting to catch a glimpse of your group’s arrival.
Cameras flashed, people screamed, there was pushing in the back from some rowdy individuals.
The station had put up some fences to prevent people from getting too close to your group, but you could see the ones in the front having a difficult time moving around because of them.
The pushing got out of hand, and someone stumbled. Their camera slipped out of their hands, landing with a loud crunch onto the pavement.
Because of the fence, they couldn’t pick up the camera that was now on the ground.
Not good. Was your initial thought.
Breaking away from your group, you went over and motioned for the people in the back to make some space. Thankfully, most of them listened, and the way was cleared.
You then went to pick up the fallen camera, wincing when you took a peek at the damage. The lens was cracked.
Handing the camera back to the fan, you had a good look at, well, at her.
That long, blue-silver hair was the first thing you saw. Your gaze then went to her face, those eyes certainly looked familiar.
Wait–
You suddenly had a flashback of pink glowsticks and screaming crowds, all which blended with your current surroundings.
The mystery girl looked at you with wide eyes, probably figuring out what you had figured out.
Snapping out of it, you stumbled forward to hand the camera back to the girl, well aware of everyone’s eyes on you.
“Are you hurt?” making eye contact with her was difficult, but you tried to play it cool.
“N-no, I’m not. Thank you.” she smiled at you briefly.
What a pretty voice.
“I’m glad.” you gave her hand a light squeeze.
“Please be careful, okay?”
She nodded. You bowed at her and waved to the surrounding crowd, before running back to join your members.
*****
A new fansite dedicated to you emerged not too long ago, their pictures taken of you shared all over Twitter. You were surprised how good you looked in most of them.
Your members would joke about the photos, because those often looked like they were taken by someone who knew you personally. Like a friend, or a lover.
Of course, you knew no such person. You only learned of this fansite, because you liked stalking social media from your alts.
“Forever & Always” was the name, and that was pretty much all you knew about this new fansite of yours.
One thing you were puzzled about, however, was the fansite was radio silent on the day of your TV shooting.
Laying on your bed that night, and refreshing the page every thirty seconds. Your mind suddenly went to the girl with the camera.
It must be her. You thought.
That girl, she is definitely my soulmate.
Giving up waiting for updates, you let out a long sigh, put your phone on the bedside table, and went to sleep.
That night, you dreamed of more pink lightsticks, another endless screaming crowd, and a certain silver haired girl. She held out her hand, pulling you onto the stage, giving you a very big hug that you didn’t think you needed.
*****
The fansign.
Something you always looked forward to during a comeback, it gives you the chance to interact with the fans you adored so much.
Sitting at the venue, you idly searched the crowd,
It’s been weeks, if not months before the incident at the TV station. You wish to see her again, your soulmate.
You thought you caught a glimpse of that familiar face amongst the crowd, but it was probably your mind playing tricks on you.
Aside from this, the day went by without much issue.
Bending down to retrieve one of those spare markers, you realize that the next fan was already standing in front of you.
Straightening up, you saw that it was, well, her.
“You!” you gasped.
She dyed her hair baby-pink this time. And her camera, now fixed, hung from her neck.
“Hi.” she gave you a small wave. Cute.
She handed you her album.
“I see you got that fixed.” Clearing your throat, you gestured to the camera.
“Oh, yes.” she exclaimed, holding it up.
“It took them a couple weeks to fix it and send it back to me. I couldn’t upload any photos before then, sadly.”
You cocked your head to a side.
“Photos?”
“Photos! You know, for your fansite.” Was she.. blushing?
“You run a fansite?” you asked absentmindedly, trying to perfect this autograph–
“Y-yeah. It’s called ‘Forever & Always’.”
Your hand stilled.
You looked up at her, even her neck was now red.
“Wait. That was you?”
She looked at you like a deer in the headlights.
“You knew about it?” you nodded.
“Yeah. Thank you for taking those pictures, they’re really pretty.”
You wrote something else down on the back.
“Can I..” she held up her camera again.
“Can I take a photo of you like this? I promise I won’t upload it anywhere.”
You smiled.
“Of course.”
Her camera wasn’t the only one that clicked at that moment.
*****
That evening, you laid on the bed, scrolling through Twitter when you got a text message.
Unknown number: “You know it’s dangerous to write your number down like that right?”
Right. You totally forgot you gave the mystery girl- aka your soulmate- your phone number. Wrote it down on the back of the album, real smooth, Y/N.
Y/N: “I know you won’t share it with anyone, so. Henlo soulmate-who-I-forgot-to-ask-your-name!!”
Unknown number: “Pfft. It’s Roseanne, you can call me Rosie.”
Y/N: “Rosie, it’s good to finally talk to you.”
Rosie: “Same, it’s been too long…”
Y/N: “You wanna like, go grab a coffee sometime? So we can, you know, catch up on everything?”
Rosie: “Sure! I’d like that <33”
And that, my friends, was the story of how you met your soulmate.
*****
*an unknown time ago, in an unknown location*
“Does it feel lonely? Being onstage?” Y/N asked her girlfriend.
Rosé hummed.
“Not really, since I have the girls with me. And I have you, my number one supporter.”
She then was silent for a moment.
“You know what would be interesting? Maybe in another life, I could be the one supporting you instead.”
Y/N’s brows furrowed.
“What do you mean?”
“You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me. But I think you deserve way more than that, you deserve the chance to shine.”
Y/N chuckled, and shook her head.
“I’ll never shine, not as much as you did.”
“I disagree.”
Rosé held Y/N’s hands in hers.
“We always support each other. And if my girl happens to be the biggest star in the universe in our next life, she will still have all my support.”
“Rosie—“
“I mean it, Y/N.”
A buzzing warmth spread through Y/N. Tears sprung from her eyes, but she fought them back.
“Thank you, Rosie. I love you so, so much.”
Rose’s smile was radiant. Weirdly enough, there were also tears shining in her eyes.
“I love you too, Y/N. Forever and always.”
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8myass · 3 months
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.. her angel .. pairing. roseanne park/rosé x female reader genre. angst, fluff pov. second person (you, yours, yourself, etc.) synopsis. you’re a sick person, and you knew that, but when you met the love of your life, you started to change for the better. wc. 0.7k cw. serial killer!reader tw. cursing, mentions/brief descriptions of murder, mentions infidelity and breakup, reader loses mind, brief depiction of ‘snapping’ mentally, so much love tbh, kisses, pet names (‘baby’, ‘angel’) a/n. let’s pretend i’m not late with this birthday post 😻
You were mentally fucked up, a complete monster of a person. You had a whole life ahead of you, a future, why did you decide to take this route? It’s not like you weren’t smart, because you had street smarts and book smarts. It’s not like you were born into an unforgiving household, your family loved and cared for you in all the ways they could, you were their only child, after all, you were all they had. 
Maybe that’s what put pressure on you. Pressure to be perfect, pressure to fit into their mold of what perfection seemed to be like, what their perfect child looked like. You weren’t anywhere near who they wanted you to be, in your mind, and this might have caused you to lose it all.
It also could be the heartbreak you experienced only a year before you snapped. You were in love with this boy, let’s call him “Minhyuk”. You had every ounce of appreciation for this boy, loved everything about him and didn’t waste any time in proving it to him as soon as the two of you started dating. Dating, yes, you two dated. It didn’t last for long, because he was soon caught sleeping with another woman. That was that. You ended things and both of you moved on. At least, you thought you did? Subconsciously, you might’ve been holding onto that, but were you really?
I mean, the first person you did kill was that whore your ex-boyfriend cheated on you with. But, that couldn’t have had anything to do with it, right?
Murder. Murder. Murder.
The only thing you thought, day in and day out. You were depressed, and killing made you feel alive again. Killing everyone in your path. You did it without even trying. Someone pissed you off? Dead. Someone upset you? Dead. Someone bumped into you on the crowded sidewalk when they had nowhere else to go? Dead.
You were insane, you knew that much. But it was only when you met her that you finally wanted to be different, to be normal. 
You weren’t normal in the slightest, but she knew that. She loved you for that, she appreciated you for everything that you were. She saw your flaws, maybe not through a magnifying glass, but she saw them nonetheless. You were perfect in her eyes, the definition of perfection, for once in your life. She made you feel alive without causing pain, she made you drown out reality without shoving a knife through someone else’s head. She was your savior, she made you want to change.
“Would you love me if I changed?” you’d ask her, newly softened eyes staring up at her closed ones as your head rested between her legs, her warmth enveloping you.
“Changed, how?” she replied, not opening her eyes for even a second, gentle fingers running through your hair in a comforting manner, how she always did to allow you to let out a calmed sigh.
“I don’t know, what if I was just… different? Would you still love me?”
She finally looked down at you, eyes glossy with empathy, just like they always were. You could see the pain in them, everything she’s been through in her life was reflecting in her eyes, she has been burnt and her eyes were her third degree burns.
“I’ll love you forever, baby. No matter who you become, no matter who you are, no matter who you were, no matter what you’ve done, I will love you always.”
Once she would find out about what you’ve done, you would be so upset, scared she’d fear you. But she was just as accepting of you as she’d always been, her words always playing in your mind; “I will love you always”. That’s what constantly kept you going. Her love. That was your lifeline, she was your lifeline.
“I wanna kiss you until you make me forget how terrible of a person I am,” you slipped in a smile as you pulled away from her swollen lips, hours of kissing later and you’re still clung to her, lying on top of her on the bed you two share, fingers locked and tongues bickering delicately with oneselves.
“So kiss me until you forget, my angel,” she smiled in return, pulling you back down so your lips could relock in a passionate and loving kiss. She was your world, so for her, you’d be an angel.
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K-POP INFO: Group- - Stray Kids - Txt - Enha - P1harmony - Eric Nam - Got7 - Exo - Ateez - (G)-idle - Twice - New Jeans - Everglow - Itzy - Nmixx - VCHA - Dreamcatcher - IVE - B1A4 - The Rose - Infinite - Jessi - Jamie - AleXa - Seventeen - Blackpink - BTS - NCT
Ult Bias- - Felix of skz - Mingi of atz - The8 of svt - Chaeyoung of Twice - Hanni of New Jeans - Suga of BTS - Minnie of (G)-Idle - Lexi of VCHA
MUMU'S BLOG INFO: I write mostly skz fanfics. I don't rly write for other groups, but if requested, I can. I mainly write angst and some fluff here and there. I don’t rly post much(I’m a lazy writer) so don’t expect me to update very often lol. All my works are purely fiction and I am in no way applying this to the idols in real life.
Anon list: 🥭, 🧈, 🫗
end note: Now with all that being said, sorry that this is hella long😭
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mintsvnoo · 4 months
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k-pop masterlist 💛🗝️
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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [projects in the making] ࿐ྂ
smau's ↓
crawling back to you ! — (shen quanrui) , unrequited love.
sypnosis ! — local good boy y/n decides to finally come back to school after months of absentees after the whole school found out about his under lying crush on the school's local girl campus crush, shen quanrui whom have stated to love him back privately, and getting publicly humiliated after his rejection to y/n's love, ricky not wanting to ruin his public image of the school's tough guy. but now that y/n's back, it definitely doesn't look like he was the same like before, with change on his appearance, ricky's crush on y/n only seems to grow, everytime he sees him now, but with how y/n looks at ricky, it seems to look like his love for him has already faded long ago. and now that this time, it's ricky that's crawling back to y/n. what will happen now that this time it's THE shen quanrui that confessed his love at y/n?
. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [boy groups] ࿐ྂ
enhypen ↓
• MUSE TO MY HEART - lee heeseung, gnreader
• ENHA REACTION TO A FANBOY - ot7, mreader
( hyung line , maknae line )
• CAN I BE YOURS? - nishimura riki, gnreader
stray kids ↓
• JEALOUS TEXT - ot8, femreader , mreader
( fem : hyung line, maknae line p.1, maknae line p.2 )
( male : hyung line, maknae line p.1, maknae line p.2 )
tomorrow x together ↓
• TXT REACTION TO YOU BEING SHIP WITH OTHERS!
- ot5, 6th! member, gn reader
zerobaseone ↓
• JUST WANT YOUR ATTENTION! - shen quanrui, gnreader
bangtan sonyeondan / bts ↓
➻ to be written ...
seventeen ↓
➻ to be written ...
ateez ↓
➻ to be written ...
rise and realize / riize ↓
➻ to be written ...
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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [girl groups] ࿐ྂ
itzy ↓
le sserafim ↓
• YOU.. YOU WHAT ME? - hwang yeji, femreader
➻ to be written ...
ive ↓
➻ to be written ...
twice ↓
➻ to be written ...
new jeans ↓
➻ to be written ...
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freswtaz · 2 years
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⋆*。 ୨ b͟i͟o͟s ୧ 。*⋆
siganme en ig @cereziitos ^_^
  ✿ (age) ⠁ ⟡ 𝆬   ׅ   ࣪  C͟o͟q͟u͟𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾  ꛊ  ֺ ׅ  
꒰ ♥︎⠀ (mbti)  —  (pronoun)  ♡    ゚ 
•  ୨୧ .˚🪞⭒  𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈u 🪐!✧
⊹ ⭒ 。  O8 ⿻  (person's gf)
 
            ✿   ˖  *  fraises   (≧Ꮛ≦) ¡
          ᘡ.  ࣪ 🧸 딸기    ໑   ָ࣪    ⪩  ⪨
⠀  ୨୧   🧁 . ꒱  (person's gf)   —  (mbti)
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝖼akes  —  ࣪    ׂ  ♡ ⃞    !
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amelee23 · 10 months
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Ok girlies (gender neutral) I am curious about something. Reblog and tell me in the tags if you had your favorite bias (or biases) in your contact list, what would be their contact name? (Bonus points if you tell me who that bias is)
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tyongbrat · 11 months
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você poderia escrever algo com a jennie ou a rosé envolvendo nipple play e scissoring??
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Ela empurra uma mexa do teu cabelo, esfrega as mãos nas tuas bochechas coradas. Jennie pode jurar que você é a coisa mais linda que ela pode ter o prazer de conhecer nessa viagem para Paris. Ela sabe que você ainda é um bebê, mas não pode evitar estar apaixonada por você, não pode evitar sorrir quando você puxa o braço dela e emaranha ela em um abraço.
Da janela do hotel vocês duas podem ver a torre Eifel, fugindo dos holofotes da uma vida corrida, ela tenta te esconder, tenta te manter como um segredo as sete chaves, entretanto vocês duas sabem que são vistas, o tempo todo observadas como um grande filme que tem seu ápice acontecendo a qualquer momento. Ela não quer que acabe, não quer te perder, ela quer todos os beijos em um público, te mostrar pro mundo e te exibir como a garota dela.
— você tá pensando muito! Queria ler a sua mente. — você diz aflita, sabe que ela tá cheia de preocupações que você não pode aliviar.
— se você pudesse ler a minha mente saberia que eu só penso em você. — é brega, vocês duas sabem, mas não deixa de ser uma verdade.
A mão dela traça uma linha até teu umbigo, ela deixa um beijo casto no local, ela continua desenhando linhas pelo teu corpo, você sente quando a mulher desenha um coração invisível perto do teu monte de vênus escondido pelo tecido de algodão.
Teu coração acelera quando as mãos pequenas envolvem as tuas coxas, separando-as de leve, acaricia tua virilha com as pontas dos dedos, o polegar pousa em cima do teu pontinho doce, ela faz pressão no local e teu corpo arqueia na cama.
Ansiedade toma conta do teu corpo ao sentir ela deslizar a calcinha pelas tuas pernas, o sopro de ar gelado que entra pela janela faz teu corpo arrepiar, Jennie te olha como uma das mais belas paisagens do mundo, é como se a torre iluminada nem existe quando ela te olha nua, você é a vista mais linda do mundo.
"minha nossa, como eu te amo" ela diz mais pra ela do que pra você.
A garota termina de desnudar a própria roupa, a silhueta magra cobre a tua, como se tivesse o encaixe perfeito, ela segura a tua perna e se inclina pra beijar os teus lábios. Os lábios grossinhos tomam os teus, gostos de pasta de dente de menta invade o teu paladar, as línguas se misturam em um sincronia perfeita, ela mexe os quadris contra os teus, fazendo um fricção gostosa que te arranca um gemido.
As mãos dela deslizam teu pescoço, descendo pelo resto do teu corpo, os dedos minúsculos da mulher agarram teus mamilos rijos, e tu arranha as costas dela quando ela torce de leve o mamilo direito, ela sorri contra a tua boca e lambe teu lábio inferior.
— amor, você é tão gostosa que eu poderia te comer o resto da minha vida.
Beijos molhados são distribuídos pelo teu corpo, a boca dela entra em contato com teu seio, a língua macia arrasta por toda extensão e tu sente que vai se deixar ir a qualquer momento. Aperta os olhos com a sensação gostosa da buceta molhada em contato com a tua, os fluidos das duas misturando, a qualquer momento sente que vão se fundir, ela geme alto como se não tivesse mais ninguém no prédio.
Puxa a garota contra o teu corpo, a cabeça dela descansa no teu ombro, uma das tuas pernas envolve o corpo dela, vocês duas tentam a todo custo não gozar, mas ela continua te estimulando com um das mãos entre as pernas de vocês, e tu vem com força gemendo as três palavras que nao deviam deixar os teus lábios. Ela sorri.
Não quer admitir, mas você sabe que uma semana em Paris é o suficiente pra ela mudar a tua cabeça, é o suficiente pra te fazer assumir tudo pro mundo. Vocês se amam, é o que importa.
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b000mbayah · 1 year
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Reaction to you slapping their butt
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Warnings: Possible spelling errors???
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Jisoo
Jisoo has always been more on the teasing side. She'd always be the one to leave suspecting touches that linger, to be the one to kiss you a little harder than necessary, but today you wanted to flip that around.
You were mindlessly talking to her members, laughing and joking about something you couldn't care less about, for your mind had been stuck on revenge.
And when the opportunity presented itself, you had struck her butt with the flat of your palm, earning yourself a jolt of her body and a hefty gasp.
Jisoo had turned to you, scowling as her members laughed at her sudden change in demeanour. It was worth it, just be aware next time she's with you and your friends.
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Jennie
You and Jennie have been dating for half a year at this point, and it was clear that both of you were more than content with the direction your love was blooming.
However, it was one of those days- the days where Jennie swears the whole world is constantly against her. So, with a spontaneous idea in check, you had unexpectedly slapped her butt.
This action caught both you and the Idol completely off guard as she spun around to look at you. Her eyebrows were raised, and her lips twitched dangerously into a small grin.
You weren't quite sure what you expected in all honesty, but when Jennie laughed and gave you a quick kiss, you were more thankful than not that you had indeed acted upon impulse for once.
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Rosé
She had always been so sweet to you, so kind and innocent, but with the rise of comfort within your relationship came the silly little actions that would always make either of you shy.
This was a perfect example, too, for you had decided to act upon pure silliness to spruce up your situation of browsing through clothing racks.
You had brung your hand down upon her butt, causing a small echo to ring out amongst the smooth melody the shop has on loop.
With your slap came an airy gasp of shock. Rosé had turned to you like a deer caught in headlights with her eyes wide and slack jawed expression. A gentle blush crept along her smoothened cheeks, causing you to elicit a small laugh at the sight you had created.
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Lisa
Your and Lisa's relationship was more of a mischievous one, so petty squabbles and light hits were always to be expected. However, nothing had properly prepared her for your next move.
You had executed it many times before… in your head, but now seemed to be the perfect opportunity with the sprout of confidence and her unsuspecting attitude to do such the act.
So, with the carefully executed slip of your hand, you had brung it to hit your target, earning a laughable jump and the following yells of flushed anger.
Lisa had slapped you furiously, gaining the attention of passing people as they stared questioningly at her actions. But she didn't care. Neither of you did. As long as you were happy and free- you could slap her butt all you wanted without true consequence.
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