#he bought me it as an anniversary gift

[maskedhatter]

Didn't help that I wore it during our 5th anniversary meal...

#poison ring #meme #tbf #he bought me it as an anniversary gift #so he can't complain

[joonberriess]

LOVIN’ YOU ౨ৎ ‧₊˚

TAGS — unprotected sex, nasty sex, late valentines gift, rough sex, romantic(?), daddy kink, dirty talk, breeding kink, possessive!jk, baby no. 2 might have been made here, spoiler: it was, jk is meannnnn, heavy dom-sub vibes, edging, fingering, oc loves being degraded for being a whore for jk, it gets super soft, love making, oc is a bratty sub in this one, heavy degradation, slut shaming(?), oc wants to CUCK jk as a joke but he gets his lick back on her lmao, PET NAMESSS, this is a spin-off from the main series of flawless!

WORD COUNT — 3.5 k

“Happy anniversary love.” Jungkook sleepily mumbles as he passes by. He leans over to land a kiss on your forehead, his hand slips from the back of your waist and over your hip settling with a gentle squeeze.

You tilt your head and rest it against his bicep while brushing your teeth. We look good, you think while admiring Jungkook’s bare form. He had decided to forgo a sleeping shirt last night and chose only his slutty silk pajamas you had both bought together on a whim. You were wrapped up in a baby pink robe with a pretty little night slip underneath.

“Is Jae awake,” you softly ask while admiring your appearance in the luxurious mirror. Jungkook says something but you’re busy rinsing your mouth out so you don’t catch it, and by the time you come back up he’s brushing his own teeth with a silly little smile on his face.

“What?” You purse your lips, “What’s so funny?” He shakes his head and spits out the paste from his mouth leaving you a bit annoyed at your husband’s antics. “Hmph.”

You lay your head back on his bicep again and lift your phone up to snap a picture of the two of you. “Say cheese,” you softly giggle while zooming in on his face, bursting out into laughter as Jungkook gives you a foamy smile.

You peep the way your diamond ring and wedding band glistens under the sunlight pouring in through the open french doors, Jungkook’s own wedding band shining just as bright too. You wrap your ringed hand around him and snap a few more pictures for later. “Jungkook–you’re making a mess.” You sigh as water droplets hit your thighs from his little mouth rinsing session.

“Sorry.” Jungkook wipes his face down with a towel and nods in approval at something, “All the little old French ladies are gonna be all over me, aren’t you worried someone’s gonna take me away sweetheart?” He tenderly cups your cheeks and squeezes.

This certainly has your brow raising in question, “Aren’t you worried a French man is going to take me away? What if he whisks me off to the Eiffel Tower and proposes to me? Hm?” You play at his game, watching in satisfaction as a twinge of possessiveness and jealousy spark in his dark onyx eyes.

“Take you? Baby over my dead body,” he tugs you in and holds you against him, “wish a motherfucker would..” He grunts under his breath, the tone sends a delicious little shiver down your spine. You swear you have a second heartbeat right now, you just loved when he got like this.

His big greedy hands grab handfuls of your ass through the flimsy little thong you were wearing under your night slip. A tiny gasp slips from your lips as he abruptly smacks both cheeks making you jump just a little. “Bet you don’t like that huh?” You softly smirk. Jungkook grumbles like you already know the answer to that.

He leans down to leave a flurry of kisses all over your neck and shoulder, irritably growling when your robe gets in the way as he tugs the entire thing off. “Just the fuckin’ thought of someone putting their hands on you pisses me off sweetheart—not everyone should have the luxury of being blessed with your soft little cunt and perky ass.” He whispers darkly in your ear.

“You like that? Like hearing how much I love this slutty body? It makes me never wanna let you leave those sheets darling, especially with how good you looked for me on the bed last night.” Jungkook wraps his lips around a hickey he left last night, immediately he starts sucking on it with the intention of making it darker.

You mewl softly at his words and bite your lip, “You know I don’t want anyone else,” you flutter your lashes coyly, “ ‘s the only cock I’ll ever need daddy, no one can fuck me like you do,” you lean up to whisper low and sultry in his ear, “so show them who I belong to.”

Jungkook groans at your seductive tone and hauls you up by the back of your thighs, “Ain’t I just the luckiest bastard sweetheart? What’d I do to deserve such a pretty little thing like you?” He muses while untying the bow holding your robe together.

Your robe falls apart, unveiling your tits as if they were a piece of artwork for Jungkook’s hungry eyes to feast on. He licks his lips darkly, eyes briefly flickering up to stare into your own. “Please daddy.” You softly say while spreading your legs wider, hooking your ankles together behind his strong muscular back, tugging him closer to you.

“Why should I? Thought your little french boy’s can do it better than me?” He huskily whispers, hot breath hovering over your pebbled nipple, “Will he fuck you the way I do? Have you screaming and shaking? More importantly sweetheart,” he whispers low, “will he be able to satisfy you the way I can?” He engulfs your nipple in his mouth.

You bite your lip and lean your head back while running your fingers through his hair. “I don’t know, will he?” You breathily whisper, breath hitched when Jungkook uses a hint of teeth on your sore teat. “Maybe he can, I’ll even put on a show for you daddy—so you can see how pretty I look taking someone else’s cock.”

Jungkook’s grip tightens to the point that the pressure has you squirming, “What’s the matter daddy? Thought you wanted to see how pretty I look hanging off a cock.”

“Fuckin’ minx,” he growls pulling away from your wet nipple, “that what you want? You gonna let your daddy watch someone else stuff their dick into that whore-ish cunt of yours? Is that it sweetheart? Baby wants to be a whore?” He lands a punishing smack against your ass cheek, causing it to echo loudly in the otherwise quiet bathroom.

You arch your back and whine, “For you,” you mewl softly, “only you daddy.” You finally gave in because the tension was rising and it was proving too much to handle. Jungkook didn’t give a fuck, he could play it that game—far worse too.

“Now it’s only me huh? Where’d my little whore go hm? The one who wanted to put on a show for her daddy?” He cups your chin and squeezes your cheeks together, “Hm?”

You whine again but he doesn’t let up on your suffering, “Not so bold now, huh sweetheart? Cat got your tongue baby?” He leans in, mocking your little whines in his own husky voice which immediately has you slicking up. “Why the pout?” He smirks like he isn’t the one responsible for this sweet torture.

“Because..”

“Because,” he mocks with a pout while squeezing your chin and such, waiting for a coherent answer. “Haven’t even fucked you yet and you’re a mess.”

You bite your lip at his mean tone and arch into his touch, desperately wiggling and bucking your hips just to feel— you’ll take anything at this point. Jungkook stops you with his hand and holds you still, “Look at you, humping me like a little bitch in heat.” He cruelly chuckles.

“Jungkook,” you softly sob, they’re not real tears anyways but still it’s not fair that he’s not giving you the fucking you deserve. At least a good dick sucking session would suffice but you can’t even have that. ;(

“Say it,” he reaches down to cup you through your thong, “say you’re mine sweet girl,” he purrs.

Your lips part in a small ‘o’ as his fingers breach your soaked thong, he dips them in teasingly with his fingertips brushing against your poor clit. “ ‘m yours, only yours.” You whimper softly, “Please..? Want your fingers daddy,” you wiggle around again.

Your devious husband doesn’t even warn you before he’s plunging his fingers into your sopping cunt. A breathless cry escapes and you toss your head back from the sudden burst of hot pleasure in your loins, “Mm..!”

Jungkook doesn’t even let you compose yourself before he’s curling his ring and index finger up to brush against your g-spot. He has no problem really, he knows your little cunt like the back of his hand, he’ll have you dripping in no time. “Like this? Or like this?” He suddenly stops and shifts away from your sensitive spot.

While it felt heavenly, nothing compared to Jungkook finger-fucking you into oblivion while hitting your g-spot over and over again. You find yourself panting hotly while scrambling to get a grip on his arm, “Yes..! Like that, please,” you softly cry out. You desperately roll your hips up, your pussy greedily swallowing up every inch of those thick fingers of his.

“That feel good?” He coos while tilting your face with his free hand, “Look at me sweetheart, I wanna watch you fall apart on my fingers for me like a good girl.”

You whimper when he says “good girl” it has your stomach fluttering all over again as you arch into his touch. He switches up his pace and fucks his fingers in deeper and deeper until he’s knuckle-deep inside that sopping cunt. Endless copious amounts of slick dribble down your pussy to your ass, making a real mess on that white marble counter..

“J-Jungkook..!” You breath out while digging your nails into his wrist, the pleasure was beginning to rise higher and higher, only making that little knot in your stomach tighten with each stroke.

Your husband doesn’t seem to mind you falling apart like that, in fact he speeds his pace up and rapidly fucks his fingers into your cunt. You’re literally letting out dribbles of squirt each time he fucks them back in, the pressure in your lower belly and the air around you turns hot. You find yourself shaking under his rough ministrations.

“C-Coming,” you gasp loudly, feeling as if the wind had been knocked out of you.

Right as your pussy reaches that sweet abyss, Jungkook suddenly yanks his fingers out leaving your pussy gaping around nothing. You sob in frustration and let your head hit the mirror with a dull thud, “ ‘s not fair!”

Jungkook wipes his digits over your pussy before holding them up to your lips, “Suck.” He leaves no room for argument as you obediently take his fingers into your mouth and lick them clean. He watches with a dark expression, “Good girl, that’s enough. Next time you wanna play like that make sure you can handle the heat sweetheart. Cute.” He smirks evilly as he pats your cheek and heads out of the bathroom.

You bite back a groan of frustration, the edging is so going to be worth it in the long run though.. You lick your lips and hop off the counter on shaky legs, your orgasm may have been ruined but you still had a few things in your head that you wanted to try out on your dear husband.

+

“What’s wrong my love?” Jungkook asks from behind you as he gently massages your aching feet, “Is it the heels? You should’ve taken my shoes baby.” He softly mumbles.

It was nighttime by now and after a whole day of shopping and sight-seeing you were honestly ready to just hit the hay. Everytime he applied pressure on your sore tired feet, you couldn’t help the pained moan you’d let out. You were currently lying face down on the bed with your feet kicked back on Jungkook’s lap, just enjoying that foot rub.

“I’m okay, I was having too much fun to notice.” You softly reply while tilting your head to look back at him, “.. Jungkookie, I kind of had something on my mind—well it’s been in there for a good while now.” You softly admit.

“Okay,” he softly replies, ready and attentive.

You fully turn around and crawl over to sit on his lap, “What if we have another baby?” You toy with his necklace and pout, “It’s just that… Jae’s getting older and the house feels a little lonely now that he hangs out with friends and stuff..”

“So my sweetheart wants a baby?” He says with a soft look in his eye.

You timidly nod and wrap your arms around his neck, “Think about it, another mini-us running around the house like Jae used to,” you chuckle, “you remember when he was a devious devil…always getting into your office even though I told him not to,” you say fondly.

He chuckles endearingly, “Of course I remember baby, those were the best years of my life—raising him and coming home to you.”

“Soooo, that’s why I think it’d be a great idea to have another baby!” You giggle happily while smooching over his lips, “Cos you’re not gettin’ any younger, old man.” You stick your tongue out teasingly.

Jungkook throws his head back with a laugh, “You’ve been hanging out with Jae too much, but no, unfortunately you’re stuck with this old man.” He snorts despite not really being THAT old like his own son made him out to be.

“You’re MY old man though,” you kiss his nose gently, “and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You cheekily grin.

He brings you in for a tender kiss, laying gentle pecks over your lips until you’re whining for him to stop. “I love you sweetheart.” He murmurs softly while stroking your hair, “I’m glad you decided to stick around, don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“I mean, did I really have a CHOICE?” You roll your eyes with a smile, “I’m kidding love, you know I would do it all over again for you. Nothing in the world could ever change that.” You softly say and bring him closer.

Jungkook doesn’t protest when your lips meet, he wraps his arms around your back as his eyes slip shut. The kiss itself feels magical and you can’t help but wrap your arms tighter around him in a loving embrace. You break from the kiss to catch your breath, there’s a small string of saliva that connects your lips.

“C’mere.” Jungkook mumbles and brings you back in for another sweet kiss. He slowly falls back onto the bed and brings you with him, never parting from the messy spit-slick kiss.

You and Jungkook don’t last long just kissing because you find yourself tugging on his clothes and helping him strip vice-versa. The two of you find yourselves under the warm silky sheets, and a rose-scented aroma that fills the entire room after Jungkook decides to light the candle on a whim.

The sheer intimacy of it all, you’re not in a rush this time—this time is something meaningful. You can’t really find it in yourself to come out of that little romantic bubble right now, everything just wants to make you cry. It literally makes your heart hurt over how sweet and loving Jungkook is…what did you do to deserve him?

“Hi.” You softly say when Jungkook and you come face to face after kissing for what seemed like hours.

“Hi beautiful.” He nuzzles your nose gently and presses his forehead against yours.

You blush shyly and look away, “Yah, just shut up and give me my baby already.. All that talk and no action,” you giggle, “pussy isn’t gonna breed itself.” Jungkook’s mouth drops open at what you say and it sends you reeling into explosive laughter.

“Where did my sweetheart go huh? ‘S like a little devil just popped in to say hi,” he recovers from the initial shock with a low chuckle, “you’re gonna send me to an early grave.” He groans.

You lean down to whisper in his ear, “C’mon, I know you wanna fuck me till I catch—till I’m full and round with our baby again.” You purr cupping his jawline, “Turns you on doesn’t it? Knowing damn well that’s your baby you put in me.”

He swallows harshly and nods, “Love it sweetheart, I’ll die a happy man knowing that I got to put my kids in you before any other bastard could.” He growls.

“Then get to it,” you softly coo, “or I’ll find someone else to do the job for you.”

That turns him on like a switch, he flips the two of you over and pins your arms above your head with a dark look. “Yeah? Guess I gotta show you what you’d be missing then baby,” he takes a hold of his cock and slaps the wet tip over your pussy, “gonna make sure you’re filled by the end of the night.”

You moan softly at his words and spread your legs wider, “I want it—every last drop of it daddy, want you to breed me.” You pout softly while pursing your lips for a kiss.

He kisses you like a princess but fucks you like a whore, which is what you LOVED about him. You reach down to stroke his hard cock, running your thumb over the leaky tip and over every vein on his shaft. He looks like he’s in bliss as he bites his bottom lip and watches you with hooded eyes.

“Want it in me,” you softly say while rubbing his cock through your soft squishy folds, “can I please?”

“Fuck—anything you want babydoll.”

You give him the most precious smile ever and then push his cock towards your greedy hole. You easily take the head with ease as it pops in slowly. The two of you hiss low at the pressure as Jungkook slips inch after inch into your pussy.

“More, please,” you breathlessly sigh while laying your head back on the soft pillow.

Jungkook doesn’t even think he has the strength to say no to begin with. He holds himself up over you while slowly bumping his hips into yours. His cock is utterly drenched with your slick, the slide is messy and loud whenever he bottoms out.

“Fuck,” he hisses and drops down to his elbows as he cages you in, “you feel so fucking good sweetheart.”

His balls are pressed snug, showing you that he really is taking this breeding thing seriously—more than ever now because you both have a mutual goal in mind. “It’s okay daddy,” you softly say, “I can take it.”

Jungkook pauses to look at you, damn near cursing when he sees that expression you got on your face. He hooks your thighs over his arms and folds you into a mating press with your hips tilted up, “There you go sweetheart, jus’ relax ‘n take it for me sweetheart.”

He whispers more praises under his breath while rocking into you gently. His pace doesn’t seem to stay the same because gradually he begins speeding up. Much like yesterday he really lets hell rain on your poor cunt.

You whimper and cry out while holding on with your toes curled from the pleasure. He doesn’t even bother with teasing or anything because he hits that sweet spot inside of you relentlessly. Each time he drives his cock in there’s a lewd wet smack, and the noises only get louder from there.

“T-There..! Don’t stop, please,” you whimper and grit your teeth, “feels so good..”

Jungkook huffs quietly and leans down to kiss over your bruised neck, “Yeah baby? You gonna let me fill that pussy up till you’re dripping? Gonna let me use it till I’m done?”

“Yes!” You gasp, “Anything for you,”

“For me?” He coos as he cups your chin and tilts your face to him, “Cute.” He smirks softly and continues fucking into you relentlessly.

The smacking sounds get louder and the bed creaks from force. You quite literally are seeing stars as he rocks your entire world, you can’t even form a coherent sentence let alone see through your starry vision.

“Jungkook..!” You whimper through your moans, “ ‘m gonna cum, please,” you sob as the tension begins rising, “can I, please daddy?” You whine out while gritting your teeth.

He stops to let your legs fall from his grip as he changes the pace and grabs onto your soft hips. He uses it as leverage to fuck into your cunt with repeated wet smacks. “Go on,” he grunts, “cum for me.” He spits between the two of you, right where your pussy opens up beautifully for him as he slides his thumb over your slippery clit.

Your mouth falls open when he rubs side to side in tandem with his thrusts. Your back arches and the air gets knocked out of you as you cum with intense waves of pleasure. “Jungkook,” you mewl desperately while pawing at him.

He doesn’t stop rubbing your clit until you go silent and your weak hands push at his wrist again. He growls low and rubs the sensitive bud faster until you’re drenching his lap and the sheets slick. His eyes briefly flicker up to see that you’re in bliss right now.

You feel the telltale signs of his orgasm as his cock throbs painfully inside of you. It only takes a few more pumps until Jungkook’s pressing his hips tight against you and milking every drop of his cum. His ragged moans and breathing have you getting wet all over again.

“Mm..” You tiredly let your hands flop on the bed, “I’m so sleepy..” You softly say.

Jungkook quietly grunts, “Just rest, I got you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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[babyleostuff]

today was (not) a fairytale

fluff (+ a bit of angst) 𐙚 established relationship 𐙚 idol!mingyu x fem!reader 𐙚 wc: 1.6k

. . . mingyu forgets about your anniversary

mingyu was a busy guy, that was obvious. but one thing he was never too busy for was you. it didn’t matter if it was just a can you couldn’t open, or a spider that had to be killed - mingyu was always there for you, no questions asked. to be honest, you could call him and tell him you wanted a hug, and he’d drop whatever he was doing just so he could trap you in a bear hug for the rest of the evening. that was how whipped he was. 

and now he was late. two hours. 

at first you thought something had happened - you texted some of the boys to ask if they knew where he was, you called his mom - you even checked the latest news, worried to see any updates about a car accident. 

nothing. 

sitting at an expensive restaurant full of people by yourself was humiliating enough, but what bothered you even more was that it was supposed to be your anniversary dinner. mingyu never missed any milestones of your relationship, he even bought you small gifts on the date you had your first kiss. 

then it hit you - his location. quickly pulling your phone out of your bag, you couldn’t believe your eyes.

he was at seungcheol’s place. 

not bothering to call your boyfriend - it wasn’t like he was answering any of your calls before, so why bother - you called the oldest boy, fiddling with your napkin that you wouldn’t be probably using tonight either way. 

“hey, is everything okay?” seungcheol asked immediately. it wasn’t often that you called him, especially at such a late hour, so he figured something must have happened. 

“is mingyu with you?” you heard some shuffling in the background, and noises that sounded a lot like your boyfriend and hoshi. 

“um, yeah. you want me to pass him the phone?” you could clearly hear seungcheol’s confusion in his voice, but you weren’t in the “shitting rainbows and unicorns” mood, so you didn’t even bother with hiding your annoyance. 

“fan-fucking-tastic.” 

you couldn’t believe he actually forgot about your anniversary. you had been planning this date for such a long time now. getting a reservation at this restaurant wasn’t easy, even mingyu had to pull a few strings and flash a couple of polite smiles, so you could come here on the exact day of your milestone. you prepared matching outfits for god’s sake. how could have he forgotten? 

“tell him not to come back home tonight,” you said, and hung up the phone before seungcheol could say anything. 

you spend the whole ride home trying to keep your tears from falling. you didn’t know what was worse - sitting in a restaurant for two hours waiting for someone who was over at his friend’s house drinking soju, or that the love of your life forgot about something so important. 

the second you got inside your apartment you practically ripped off the dress you were wearing, suddenly almost disgusted by the feel of it on your skin. your shoes joined soon after, and not even five minutes after getting back home you got changed into PJs (for once not being mingyu’s shirt), and poured yourself a glass of wine. 

“happy anniversary i quess.” 

when you were about to turn off all of the lights in the living room for the night, you heard the door open and close with much more force than needed. 

“baby? baby, where ar-,” he emerged from around the corner, stopping right in front of you. you took in his form - hair tousled from the wind, his shirt from practice still on, and shoes on his feet, which never happened - mingyu never wore shoes inside the house. huh, he must’ve been in a real hurry to get here. 

“i’m so sorry, i got here as quickly as possible,” he said, a little out of breath. you had to stop the urge to laugh in his face because what the hell? 

“too bad you didn’t bother to show up where you really were supposed to be, mingyu,” you snickered, anger radiating off of you. your boyfriend knew he was in deep shit the second seungcheol shot him a worried look, and how he would make it up to you, he had no idea. 

“i know, baby-,” 

“don’t call me that. you don’t deserve it mingyu,” you pointed a finger at his chest. just then he noticed you got your nails done to match the design on his tie, and he could swear he died a little bit at that moment. “do you have any idea how humiliated i felt sitting there like an idiot, waiting for my fucking boyfriend who decided to go out with his friends on our anniversary?” 

“i called your friends, your family. i thought you got into an accident for fucks sake,” your voice cracked at the end of the sentence, as you finally felt something else than just anger. the thought of losing mingyu wasn’t something you wanted to think about on your anniversary night. “i was so excited for this, and you knew it,” you took in a shaky inhale, once again feeling the tears brimming in your eyes.  

it took everything from you not to hug mingyu, he looked so… sad, and just so defeated, and that wasn’t something you were used to seeing on your boyfriend’s face. 

“there are a thousand excuses on my mind right now, but none of them will excuse my behaviour,” he sighed, his lower lip trembling. please don't cry, please don’t cry. “i forgot,” he said, straightening his back a little. “i simply forgot, and nothing i do will make up for it.” 

tears clouded your eyes, and you couldn’t help when they started falling down your cheeks, probably ruining the makeup you put so much effort into. if you knew you’d end up crying on your anniversary night you’d use a waterproof mascara. mingyu hesitantly raised his hand, as if he was afraid you’d run away from him, but when he saw you didn’t move an inch, he started wiping off the tears of your face with a gentle swipe of his thumb, almost as if you were about to fall apart. 

“say something. no, yell at me,” he said, and put your hand against his chest. “you can even hit me,” mingyu said, pleading in his eyes. “please, just do something.” 

“i don’t want to yell at you,” you sniffled, wiping off the rest of the tears yourself. “and i definitely don’t want to hit you. i just-,” you looked at him and only then noticed the dark circles under his eyes. did his face get slimmer too? “when was the last time you slept?”

he looked a bit taken aback by your question, considering he was begging you to hit him like a second ago. “to be honest, i don’t know, but i took some naps in the practice room. that’s not import-,”  

“when was the last time you ate?” you interrupted him again. 

his eyes softened because there was no way he just stood you up on one of the most important days of the year, and you were asking him about his well being. “i don't know.” 

i don’t know. hearing those words from a person who inhaled food like a vacuum, and could never say no to a snack broke your heart. how did you not notice how exhausted he was before? 

“oh, mingyu,” you said, tearing up again. “why didn’t you tell me, i would’ve brought you some food.” 

“i know, but i didn’t want to burden you. i knew i’d be fine,” he said, voice gentle. “besides, that’s not important now. let’s talk about how big of an asshole i am,” he grabbed your face in both of his hands, tilting it more upwards. 

“how can you say it’s not important?” you murmured, nuzzling your face further into his palm. “i don’t think i’ve ever seen you without food for longer than an hour.” 

“hey, i don’t eat that much,” you couldn’t help but giggle at his words, and seeing mingyu’s face lit up at your, albeit quiet, laughter, you felt the anger leaving you for good.  

maybe you were too selfish? all you lived for for the past week was the date, but in the process you managed to somehow miss how exhausted your boyfriend was. yes, he did forget, but he was so overworked lately, you couldn’t really blame him, right? and it wasn’t like you were a saint either, you missed some dates in the past too. 

“whatever you’re thinking, drop it,” he said sternly. “don’t try to make any excuses for me. i forgot, okay? it’s all my fault.” 

technically you knew you had every right to be furious at him, hell - an hour you cursed him out with every curse word you knew, but maybe it wasn't the time to think straight, and just give the light of your life a second chance. “i don’t want to fight,” you said, wrapping your hands around his wrists. “and we still have,” you looked over at the clock, “two hours before midnight. we have the wine, and i think i have a pizza in the freezer.” 

mingyu shook his head in disbelief. “there’s no way you’re real.” leaning in, he placed a peck on your cheek, filling your chest with a warm, fuzzy feeling. “you look beautiful by the way,” he whispered, and put his forehead against yours. “i’m really sorry.” 

“i know, gyu. i know,” you whispered. “and mingyu?” 

“yeah?” 

“you can call me “baby” again.”

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[http-tokki]

Who hurt you?

~ bakugou katsuki x reader ~ tags/cw: aged up bakugou, cute, cotton candy sweetness, living with bakugou ~ wc: 400

The first time Katsuki brings home flowers for you, you’re confused. In he walks with a giant bouquet of daisies and baby’s breath, roses and peonies all wrapped in a pretty pink paper and a small little note tapes to the outside. He saw them on his walk to the car, bright and pretty in the little florist on the ground floor of his agency’s building, and he hadn’t gotten you anything since your birthday last month. Yeah, they were a little on the pricey side and money was tight but he was sick of giving you hand made gifts. All those little paper flowers and stars he made for you (he spent a little too long on them because they were so fucking complicated for no good reason) you loved those gifts, giving him the same hand made gifts in return because that’s all you two could afford with living in the heart of Tokyo and both as interns. Regardless of how much you liked the little things, you deserved something big and pretty and expensive so he bought those flowers.

Katsuki sets them down on the kitchen table as he shuck offs his shoes before grabbing the bouquet in search for you.

His eyes quickly scan the space , spotting you sitting at the desk in the corner of the living room; headphones in as you scribble your notes. Part of him wants to scare you, sadistically delighting in the way you scream and grab the nearest object as a make shift weapon. There was something so funny about seeing you attempt to defend yourself with a Shooky plushie. The small and cruel part of him is pushed down as he calls out to you, making sure to have enough volume to be heard over the headphones. You turn quickly, eyes lighting up as you see his face but then frowning at the bouquet in his hands.

“What did you do?” You ask, hesitating in removing the headphones.

Katsuki is taken aback by your response to seeing the flowers. “I- nothing. Why would you think I did something?”

“Because you have flowers and it’s not our anniversary or my birthday or anything,” You remove the headpiece, pausing the pre-recorded lecture on your screen. “So you’ve done something that requires an apology so you’re buttering me up with gifts.”

“What?” Bakugou’s brows furrow. “Who hurt you?”

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[i-love-ptv]

He Loves My Heart-Shaped Sunglasses

Felix Catton x Fem! Reader

You and Felix spend Valentine’s Day together. <3

Smut (lowk filthy) + Fluff

Wc: 2,550

An: Wanted to post this before v day, but i got sidetracked, thankfully pushed it out before the day ended :3

February 14th.

The day of love.

The day to show your special someone how much you care for them.

The day that’ll bring out the joy and excitement out of most, but will also bring out the bitter feelings of some.

Felix has never really favored Valentine’s day. He may be a soft romantic now; a year into your relationship, but before, he was used to hookups that led to his lonesome morning after. Hence why it was so hard for him to ask you out last year on this very day.

He spent hours in different shops; trying to find the perfect gifts for you. Obviously, this process would’ve gone by quicker if Venetia didn’t get distracted by the hundreds of soft stuffed animals every few minutes, and if Farleigh had even went.

“Please Farleigh! Surely you can help me! You know more about these things than I do!”

“No can do lover boy, besides, you have Vee going with you.” Farleigh had said with an amused smirk.

After a little more of groveling and begging on Felix’s end, Farleigh still didn’t budge. The fact that Felix had said that he wanted to “woo” you, hadn’t helped his case either.

The beaming lights of the shops reflecting off of the bright pinks and reds had Felix’s head starting to ache.

He had settled on getting you a bouquet of red roses, a basket of your favorite snacks, and some other little goodies.

That day when you saw one singular rose on your desk in your english class, the last person you expected to be nervously glancing in your direction was Felix.

After a long, panic-filled conversation with the blubbering boy, you two had finally become official, and Felix swears to this day, that it was the best day of his entire life.

Now, Felix has gotten a bit better at buying gifts for you. He knows you like the back of his tattooed hand. But he can’t help but feel nervous to see you this morning. After all, you only have one, one year anniversary with your love.

Felix observed as the other students of Oxford were handing out gifts to their significant others. Felix couldn’t help but think about how his presents for you were far more superior to everyone else’s.

He had been so distracted, that he hadn’t noticed you walking up.

You tapped on his shoulder and he had nearly leaped out of his skin.

He quickly realizes who is in front of him, and grips you up like you were light as a feather.

“Angel! Oh my goodness you startled me! Happy anniversary sweet girl!” Felix says grinning, like he was looking at the brightest star in the galaxy.

“Happy anniversary my love,” you return through your giggles.

“Here! Here! Open the gifts I bought for you honey!” Felix rushes out as he’s pushing the bags into your hands.

You jokingly chide him for nearly knocking your things out of your hands, but quickly start digging through one of the bags.

He had given you one of his sweaters, a pair of heels you had been eyeing in town, a few other items, and most importantly, a beautiful ring covered in diamonds.

“S’not an engagement ring, not yet anyways, but a promise ring, because I promise to love you always and forever. Tha’s a bit too cheesy, isn’t it? Sorry, I had this whole thing I was going to say but-“

You cut his rambling off with a deep kiss to his rosy lips.

“Thank you Felix, I love it with my whole heart, baby.”You say while pulling away breathlessly.

Felix’s face started to hurt from the constant smiling, but the thought of that flew out the window as he remembered that you had gotten him something.

Felix had practically ripped through the big box you gave him; feeling like he was about to burst at the seems. You smile softly, imagining him with a wagging tail and perked up puppy ears.

You had bought a few articles of clothing, more cologne, a new book that he said he had been interested in reading, and of course, a stunning bracelet, that matched the exact same on dangling on your wrist.

After many more kisses, hugs, and sugary sweet words exchanged between the two of you, you both head to class.

Felix was counting down the minutes until he could see your dazzling face in front of him again. His class felt as if it had been going on for hours, and the fact that he couldn’t focus on his lesson for even a few minutes while thinking about you, wasn’t helping. His mind was drifting to what he had planned for the two of you later tonight.

You, on the other hand, were on the same boat as Felix.

All that consumed your mind was Felix; you’re sweet, dashing Felix.

You’re suddenly snapped out of your thoughts by your professor, who had agitatedly started lecturing you on the importance of focusing on class.

And finally, after multiple grueling hours, and a heated make-out session in a storage closet, classes for today were over.

Felix suggested that you two go into town, and go on a date to the cafe you both loved. At this point, it was your guys’ cafe; your designated spot, where you both can run away from the world and just enjoy one another.

After spending hours, which seemed like minutes, in the cafe, and throughout town, the two of you settle on going back to your dorm.

Normally, the two of you just go to Felix’s dorm, but his was still somewhat airing out from the smoke session you two had the night prior.

Although, the idea of you two walking through town sounded romantic at the time, you hadn’t thought into how long you two would be walking.

“‘Lex?” You call out softly. Felix immediately turns to you.

“Can you carry me? M’feet hurt honey.” You say with a slight pout, to get your point across.

Felix, of course, being the amazing boyfriend he is, quickly picks you up, bridal-style and carries you back.

You ask him multiple times if he was alright carrying you for so long, but after his reassurance and light nip to your nose, your worries are put to rest.

The two of you eventually settle on your bed, and you curl against Felix’s warm body.

“Wait, darling, I forgot a few things at my dorm,” Felix rushes out.

“Mmm, no ‘Lex, stay with me”

“It’ll only be a minute angel, I promise.”

Felix nearly doesn’t have the heart to pull you off of him, but he can’t afford to keep you from your final gift for much longer.

He leaves with a quick kiss to your forehead and nose, and goes to retrieve the items from his dorm.

He comes back and spots you sitting up on the bed with what he thinks is nothing, but his shirt on, and strawberries. You had also opted for a can of whipped cream, instead of melted chocolate, because after last time, you didn’t want to endure the process of the chocolate staining your white sheets, and hardening as you two tried to use it.

“Wha’s this baby?” Felix says with a smirk as he inches towards you.

You feel his warm, hand on your calf as he reaches you.

“What? Did you really think we were going to go without some fun on our anniversary baby?” You say while looking up at him with longing.

“Unwrap your gift, Felix.”

The brunette boy wastes no time in stripping you from his your shirt.

There, he sees, the lacy brown lingerie covering your body; the brown being almost, if not fully, identical to the color of his dark brown irises.

Felix kisses your neck, leaving no area of skin unmarked with purple bruises.

“Mm, wait” He says as he leaves behind a slight strain on saliva on your flesh.

“Oh my god Felix, seriously?” You say with slight annoyance.

“Relax. I have something for you.” Felix chides.

Felix pulls out a box, containing a necklace; with his initials on it.

“D’you like it baby? I think it’ll be perfect, tha’way none of those other boys could even think they could have a chance with you.”

“Why boys, Felix?” You ask slyly, trying to push his buttons a bit.

“I say boys because, my angel..They could never fuck you like I do…Like a man.” He says lowly, showcasing the bass in his silky smooth voice.

You let out a whine at this; loving when he gets possessive over you, “put it on me Felix, claim me.” You purr.

He moves your hair out of his way, and puts the necklace around your neck, subtly grinding his hard, pulsing cock against the little fabric you had covering your cunt.

You let out a sigh, as Felix moans lowly in your love-bitten ear.

He then grabs a strawberry and stuffs it gently between your lips, making you bite down on it.

The juices trickle down your chin as he moves the fruit around inside of your mouth. He licks a stripe up from your throat to right below your lips.

He goes back and leaves a bite on your throat, making you tilt you head back with a sharp moan, giving him more access.

Felix kisses you roughly as he grabs the whipped cream. He squirts a line of the sweet cream onto your navel; watching it slowly glide down to your soaked core.

“God…’Lex don’t tease me,” you whimper meekly.

“But y’taste s’sweet, lovie.” Felix says, letting out a giggle that makes your pussy clench.

“Oh look at you, m’dirty little thing. Clenchin’ around nothin’,” Felix says smugly as he kisses down your warm body.

Abruptly, Felix dips down and licks a stripe up your achy cunt.

“Fuck ‘Lex!”

Felix grins at your shriek, as he presses sloppy kisses to your clit.

“…I thought I told you to stop teasing me baby,” you say, pushing his head down onto your cunt, prompting him to start licking and sucking where you want him to.

Your back arches off the bed as you squeal in ecstasy. You grab Felix’s hair with both hands roughly; he moans at this, which sends shockwaves through your body.

Felix fucks you with his tongue for what feels like hours, sticking his tongue in and out of your pulsing hole.

Felix feels your thighs trembling, making it clear that you’re close to reaching your climax.

Felix removes his mouth with a slick pop and a charming smile, making you cry out.

“Wait! Wait no. ‘Lex, why’d you stop? Baby. Baby please I need it. Put it back please-“

“Shhh, angel. M’gonna give you somethin’ better. Gonna give you this cock. Tha’s what you wanted, right?” Felix says pressing his lips to yours, again, and again.

Felix continues kissing you as he pulls down his pants and boxers, pulling out his stiff dick.

He rubs the tip against your folds, watching his precum drip against your wetness.

“Mmm, y’ready f’me sweetheart?”

“Please, please, please ‘Lex. I’ll be so good! So so good, I promise! Please give it to me! I need it!” You shout eagerly.

“God, you make me feel whole,” Felix says as he slowly pushes his cock into your heat.

“Thank you ‘Lex! Thank you! Oh fuck!”

Felix almost immediately starts thrusting in and out of you roughly, opening your legs wider as he plants his feet.

“Fuck babe! I swear y’made f’me. I thank any ‘n every god tha’ led us to each other, honey.” Felix says with a delicious groan.

“Shit! God that’s it baby. Don’t stop!” You say, reaching down to start toying with your clit.

Felix nips at your fingers; having noticed your dainty fingers rubbing circles. Silently ordering you to quit it.

You wrap your legs around his meaty torso tightly as he flicks at your puffy pussy.

“Oh! O’fuck! Right there! Mhm!” Felix feels as if he’s consuming your moans, picking up his already brutal pace to absolutely abuse your cunt. His main goal being to make you squirm in ways only he can.

“Uh huh? Yeah y’like that angel? Feels- oh f-fuck. Feels good doesn’it?”

Felix lets out more deep groans, with the occasional whine.

“‘Lex. ‘Lex, baby. M’cumming.” You rush out breathlessly.

“M’right there with y’baby, m’right here. Just, fuck, wait a second..Wanna come together, beautiful.” Felix says panting.

The only noises to be heard in the somewhat small dorm are the moans and gasps of two passionate lovers, and the squeaks and banging from the plush bed.

In any other scenario, you’d be pressing your hand around your mouth, stressing to Felix about the importance of staying quiet; not wanting to get more noise complaints. But right now, you could barely even think about where you are; focusing only on the circles being rubbed on your glistening cunt, and the feeling of Felix’s warm, almost candle-lit hot limbs touching yours.

Felix’s pace begins to falter, growing sloppier and sloppier with every thrust, showing signs of Felix nearing his blissful end.

“Yes! Fuck yes! Come f’me angel, please! Give it t’me! C’mon, y’know y’can, here hold m’hand.” Felix says, reaching his clammy hand to your already sweaty one.

“F-fuck! ‘Lex!”

In the span of seconds, the two of you are coming undone together, gripping each other’s hand so tightly.

You feel your climax shake through your entire body, making you jerk against Felix’s hold, as he tries to keep himself together.

Felix collapses softly next to you with a soft “holy shit,” making sure not to startle you in your hazy state.

He brushes the hair from your moist skin and peppers feather-like kisses onto your face, collarbone, and scalp; helping you calm down from your high.

You look at him bleary eyed, taking account of his wobbly smiles as he tries to catch his breath.

‘Does he ever stop smiling?’ You think to yourself.

“Hi honey,” Felix whispers.

“Hi baby,” you whisper back with a giggle.

“Y’so gorgeous, y’know that, angel?” He says, after softly pulling out and snuggling closer to you with a blanket.

“So i’ve been told,” you say, blinking sleepily.

“Wait, sweetheart. Y’can’t sleep yet! I gotta clean you up!” Felix says in a hurry, jumping out from underneath the blanket. He quickly walks over to his desk, which has a pack of wipes on it, and he finds a towel on his dresser.

You fight sleep, as Felix softly wipes you, making sure not to put too much pressure on your already sore cunt.

He sits you up a bit, putting on of his cozy sweatshirts on your frame and gently lays you back down.

He quickly puts a pair of boxers on once he hears your soft whines, begging for him to cuddle you.

He lays down and drapes your body on top of his.

The last thing you feel before drifting off is a sweet kiss being pressed onto your forehead.

“Happy Valentine’s Day lovie..and most importantly, happy one year anniversary.”

feedback always appreciated bb <3

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[ughsimpp]

ATEEZ reaction when you hand him a couples toy

Masterlist

I’m back for now but not sure if i’m officially back yet LOL but i miss y’all, hopefully y’all miss me (more like miss my post)

Hongjoong

You handed him a small box, he was puzzled when you had a gift prepared. He opened it and his eyes went wide. You bought a vibrator toy, it was the ones where you give your partner the remote and they can control the vibrations or speed of the toy that you’re wearing. You weren’t sure if he knew exactly what it was but the second you were about speak he handed you the toy.

“Go put this in.”

You grabbed it from him and was about to go into to the bathroom but he stopped you and told you to just do it in front of him. You removed your shorts and sat down on the couch, slowly inserted it in. It was cold to the touch but as soon as you moved your hand, you felt an automatic vibration. It was vibrating inside like crazy. You were gasping and whining at the sudden sensation. You felt it stop as Hongjoong walked closer to you, having that smug expression on his face.

“This is fun don’t you think? Why don’t we try it again a few more times mhm?”

Seonghwa

You and Seonghwa were getting ready for a date. You were still doing your makeup as Seonghwa was waiting in the bedroom. He waited until you were done and you came out wearing a black dress, showing off your curves. He was at an awe, he walked towards you and leaned in for a kiss. You both headed out and head to the restaurant. You both sat in the car for a bit so you thought it would be a good idea to hand him something, a remote.

"What's this?"

You sat quietly as he looked at the small remote. Confused as ever, he turned it on but noting was happening, that was until he looked up at you and you were squirming uncontrollably, you were breathing heavily as it it finally clicked in his head on what you handed him. Hwa had such a cheeky look on his face. You put yourself in this position so had to take advantage of this.

"Oh baby, you should have never handed me something so powerful."

Yunho

Yunho was sitting on the couch as you walked up to him. He figured you were up to something since you had that innocent but smug look on your face. You sat next to him and tossed him a remote, he looked at the remote and wondered was it for. You told him to turn it on as he did. You softly moaned as his eyes widen.

"Is this what I think it is?"

You nodded as he laughed, getting red from his cheeks to his ears. You whined for him to stop laughing. He tried to clam himself down but saw you making that 'face', he kissed your forehead and gave you a smile but soon that smile became a smirk. He tugged with the remote as you felt the vibration go faster. Your moans got louder as the toy repeatedly hit your sweet spot. Yunho turned it off and picked you up, heading to the bedroom.

"Let's put this toy to the test mhm?"

Yeosang

You and Yeosang's anniversary was tonight, he gifted things like new beauty products, snacks that you've been craving and a fuzzy blanket. As you handed him his present, he was excited. It was the jacket he's been wanting and matching pjs. There was a last gift at the bottom, he opened it and saw a remote. He asked you what it was for but you didn't say much but just for him to turn it on. He did but nothing happened, he put it on full max but still nothing.

"What is this for baby?"

Confused as he was, he looked at you and you were on the verge of crying, wasn't expecting him to put it on the max. You moaned his name to turn it off so you can speak up. His eyes widen as you told him and you coming down from your high. Him being cheeky as ever, he toyed with it again, turning it off and on. He was getting heated from hearing your whimpers and just the state you were in.

"I wonder how long you can last like this before you beg me to fuck you."

San

San, the sweet boy he is, never thought of doing more than missionary in bed. You thought it was time for him to explore. You ordered a toy online as it was gonna arrive in two days. You forgot about it coming in until you saw his text that you had a package. You rushed home and busted through the door, seeing him holding the box.

"Is this for us?"

You blushed from embarrassment and nodded, your eyes were down as San laughed. You thought he may think it was something stupid and a waste of money but you felt him pulled you in for a kiss. The kiss was hot as you felt something pressing against you. You pulled back as saw his bulge growing. He led you to the bedroom and pushed you down onto the bed. His eyes changed, normally they'll be sweet and kind but this time it was as if he was hungry.

"I can do a much better job than that little toy of yours."

Mingi

You and Mingi were roaming the outlet mall, shopping for clothes and what not. You told him you'll be right back and he nodded. You walked into a sex store and stopped at the vibrator section. Sex with him was amazing as always but You were thinking about getting something to spice things up. You paid and went back to Mingi who was standing outside. As you both got home, we rushed to the bedroom called him over. He walked over to you as you handed him the box. His eyes widen as he blushed.

"Is this what you went to go grab earlier? And you wanna try it now?"

You nodded and tried to look innocent but Mingi knew that face. He took off his glasses and smirked, you knew that look so you squealed and got on the bed. Excited to try something new but little did you know, Mingi had other plans with your "new toy". You felt something small and cold vibrating inside but in seconds felt him inside you as well. You gasped loudly and was unable to speak. Mingi was satisfied on how you looked beneath him. You looked at him with those innocent eyes again as he spoke.

"Fuck...don't try to be innocent with me now. Be a good girl, I know you can take it."

Wooyoung

You and Woo were sitting on the couch as you will on a usual Saturday. He was invested in the new K-drama 'Marry My Husband' while you on the other hand was horny and feeling uncomfortable. You had a little dirty secret and he wasn't aware of it. As the episode ended he asked for the remote to play the next part but instead of giving him to TV remote you had him something else. He didn't realize it and pressed the button as you moaned, catching him off guard. He pressed the button once more as you calmed down.

"Are wearing something, as in like a vibrator?"

He didn't know what to say but you nodded, struggling to ask him to turn it on again. He smiled as he finished his drink, leaning closer to you as you looked away. His cheeky smile creeped up as his hand went up your shirt, removing it as the cold air touched your nipples. You moan as he kissed one side and played with the other, unknowingly he grabbed the remote and turned it on, you gasped and moaned loudly. He smiled as you looked at him with teary eyes.

"Aw why is my baby crying? Don't worry I'll take care of you but first let me play with you first."

Jongho

On your honeymoon in Italy, you and Jongho were enjoying your night with a fancy dinner and beautiful Italian music. Your evening was perfect as Jongho had a surprise planned. You weren't expecting something but you also had a surprise for him too, before heading back to the hotel, you both stopped at a nearby coffee shop. You got two Iced Americano and headed out. Walked into the room and saw a the bed covered in roses, bouquet of roses and a bottle of champagne with chocolate covered strawberries on the side table. You were surprised and gave him a kiss.

"I got a surprise for you too."

He wasn't expecting you to have anything prepared. You handed him a box as he opened and saw a vibrator with a remote. He looked at you as you tried to look away. Wasn't sure if he'll know what to do with it but you soon felt his lips on yours. He pushed you down onto the bed with your lips still attached to each other. He kissed down to your neck and chest. You felt his bulge growing as he pulled away, giving you the sexiest look ever.

"I appreciate the gift but tonight I don't think we'll need it, right now I just wanna fuck you."

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[hopeyblogs]

hcs: would they spoil you? what would they spoil you with? ⇢Masterlist

Tyler: Flowers/handmade items

Yes he would. He'll handmade little trinkets even tiny jewelleries. He'll spoil you with tons of gifts, it could be some cash money, a matching bracelet he made himself, flowers during dates. If he wanted, he would. He always suprises you with gifts.

"Hi pretty! Come ere i have a surprise for you!" he pulls your hand entering his room.

"Close your eyes please" you followed his command and you feel something is being put on your wrist.

"Open!" He puts yours and his wrist together. A white beaded bracelet and a black bead on your wrist and on his was a black beaded bracelet with a white bead. It was adorable

"matching bracelets. do you like it?" he looks up at you

"Tyler. I love it" thanking him with a kiss <3

Rowan: notes/origamis/chocolates

He doesn't spoil you with gifts much but he definitely gives little cranes, hearts, butterflies origami, paper flowers, notes, a flower he find on the field and give it to you because "the flower is pretty. Reminded me of you" blushy and all. You keep all his notes in a box. He definitely writes letters to you, gives you his sweaters and jackets. He'll buy a bouquet of flowers, chocolate or maybe jewellery during special dates. You'll cherish every thing he gives you.

"Here y/n. It's not much i know but. Happy Anniversary" he holds out a bouquet of flowers and a white box.

"Oh Rowan, thank you so much. The flowers are my favourites. they're beautiful"

When you open the box, it contained a new sweater he bought for you, chocolates and a new perfume for you with tons of paper hearts in the box. So sweet <3

Ajax: you spoil him instead

He tries :') HE REALLY DO. HE'S JUST BROKE after spending it on getting high. But he'll dedicate himself to you. His insta feed is filled with you only, he posts you every second. You love him no matter what. You're the one who will spoil him, buying a new cologne, tons of beanie even shoes. He feels so guilty but you'll reassure him with a kiss. "Ajax! I got you new shoes! What do you think? These are the ones you liked"

"What? But you didn't have to. Thank you so so so much" his heart pounds with guilt.

"stop looking so guilty baby. come ere" you pull him into a seering kiss.

"i love you ok?" you say holding him close to you

He does spoil you during anniversaries, your birthday, special dates. He'll pay for everything when you go out on dates. He's so grateful for you <3

#draft dump #x reader #imagines #rowan laslow #rowan laslow x reader #rowan x reader #tyler galpin #tyler galpin x reader #tyler x reader #ajax petropolus #ajax petropolis x reader #ajax x reader #wednesday

[wintaerbaer]

ringing in the year (jjk)

summary: Your six-year relationship with Jungkook certainly hasn't been devoid of the occasional mishap. But when Seokjin accidentally winds up with a gift meant for you, Jungkook's proposal may wind up being the biggest blunder of all.

pairing: Jungkook x Reader

rating: generally sfw, sans a handful of swear words

genre: established relationship au, pure fluff, bit of a crack fic

word count: 2.2k

a/n: this was so fun to write, and a bunch of the details were inspired by real life events! thanks to @animeniacss for brainstorming this one with me and sprinting me through it. wishing everyone a happy and healthy new year! <3

MASTERLIST

Jungkook knows he’s messed up several times over the course of your six-year relationship.

There was the time in college when he wanted to cook you dinner and, upon realizing that he didn’t have a corkscrew to open the bottle of wine, tried to pry it open with a screwdriver and sprayed most of it all over the kitchen and himself.

There was the time when he ate suspiciously old-looking dumplings out of the fridge for lunch in spite of Hoseok’s warnings and spent your anniversary date that night going in and out of the bathroom.

And of course, there was the time when he'd insisted that it was fine for you to get frisky in the living room because Jimin wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Only to realize, oh wait, it's Saturday, the second the man himself walked in the door with both Yoongi and Taehyung in tow, all three getting quite the view of you and Jungkook on the area rug.

But this right here, he thinks, has got to be his biggest fuck-up of all, watching Seokjin peel back the wrapping paper on his white elephant gift to reveal a white mug that says, in large black lettering, “WORLD’S BEST WIFE.”

“Awww, Jungkookie,” he coos, raising the mug up above his head to show it off. “You’re proposing?”

He is, in fact, trying to propose, but certainly not to Seokjin. Every New Year’s Eve since sophomore year of college, your friend group has gotten together to party and do a holiday gift exchange that consists of a white elephant round and a general present swap.

Jungkook, wanting to propose amongst your friends and on what you’ve always said is your favorite day each year, had intended to give you the mug and propose later in the night. But, it would seem, he must’ve mixed up the two presents, putting your mug into the white elephant pile instead of the travel mug he had meant to contribute.

“Ah, Y/N,” Seokjin is now sighing, “I’m so sorry you had to find out this way.”

You're giggling, wrapped in a burrito blanket that was courtesy of Hoseok. “It's okay. I understand that your love can't be denied.”

“Actually, hyung,” Jungkook finally gets the courage to pipe up. Is it hot in here? It feels hot in here. He might be sweating. “Can I talk to you in the kitchen for a second?”

“You need to talk now?” Hobi asks, wearing a t-shirt that also happens to be a collage of Seokjin's face–his white elephant offering. “It’s Yoongi’s turn. Let’s finish the white elephant, and then you can talk.”

“But–”

“I want Namjoon’s,” Yoongi says, snatching up the gift and tearing away the paper to unfurl a large black Snuggie. “Oh, fuck yeah.”

“You got a Snuggie?” Jimin jeers in Namjoon’s direction. “Lame.”

“Lame? It’s funny,” Namjoon argues.

“Yeah, if it was 2008.”

“Hey, I’m not complaining.” Yoongi slides his arms into the sleeves, settling into the couch and eyeing the rest of the group warily.

Jimin rolls his eyes at him. “No one is going to steal it, hyung.”

“Nobody better fucking steal it.”

The game actually finishes with no steals. Namjoon opens up your gift (a KFC-scented fire log) and Jimin and Taehyung choose each other’s only to find out that they both bought Bob Ross Chia Pets. With the game over, your group devolves back into party mingling–Yoongi dozing off on the couch in his new Snuggie, Jimin and Taehyung heading immediately to the dining room to get started on their chia projects, and the rest of you trying to decide which party games you’re going to play as the night goes on.

But when Seokjin stands up, declaring that he’s heading to the kitchen to get a drink for his “fun new mug,” Jungkook jumps to follow him, bringing along the slab of granite with twenty dollars taped to it that he’d opened (“I’m renovating my countertops,” Yoongi had explained).

“Hyung,” Jungkook hisses as Seokjin reaches into the fridge for a beer. “I need that mug.”

Seokjin turns, sizing him up in the glow of the refrigerator. “Then you probably should’ve picked it.”

Jungkook huffs in exasperation before stepping in closer, lowering his voice to a harsh whisper. “Listen, I am trying to propose to Y/N tonight.”

“With a white elephant gift that anyone could’ve gotten?” He clicks his tongue, scolding. “That’s just terrible planning, Jungkookie. And proposing with a mug? A little boring.”

Color rises to Jungkook’s face, giving his cheeks a natural blush. “We were watching reruns of The Office when I kissed her for the first time. And it wasn’t supposed to be a white elephant–you know what? It doesn’t matter at this point. I just need the mug back.”

He reaches for the counter, intending to steal the mug away, but Seokjin gets there first, cradling it to his chest with a pout. “No, it’s mine. I opened it, and I’ve already imprinted–”

“We never should’ve let Y/N show you Twilight. Here, look.” He raises the granite sample and money in his hands, offering it up. “I’ll give you Yoongi’s gift and the gift I was supposed to be giving for the game. You’ll get two.”

Seokjin narrows his eyes in suspicion. “What was your original gift?”

“A travel mug that says, ‘Weird to be the same age as old people.’”

He gets a wrinkled nose in response. “Well I like this one better. The other one calls me old. This one says I’m the best wife ever.”

“Oh my God, hyung. You’re not a wife!”

“I’m not old either!”

Jungkook throws his arms up in frustration, practically launching his hunk of stone across the room. “Then what am I supposed to do? You’re really going to ruin my entire proposal?”

“Hmm.” Seokjin lifts a hand to his chin, the other still clutching the mug to his body. “Thirty-two-race drunk Mario Kart?”

“Hyung.”

“What? You want the mug–this is how you can get it.”

Jungkook scrubs a hand over his face, accepts the inevitable. “Okay, fine. I’ll do it.”

“Hooray!” A clap of his hands as Seokjin practically skips from the kitchen. “I’ll get us set up!”

By the time Jungkook drags his feet into the living room, Seokjin has already gathered a crowd, your friends piling onto the couches and armchairs to watch the upcoming event. Surely they’re expecting a slaughter; Seokjin is notoriously a Mario Kart ace.

“You looking to get drunk, babe?” you ask, settling into the spot next to him on the couch. “There are easier, less humiliating ways, you know.”

He pouts, eyebrows squishing together. “Thanks for the vote of confidence,” he grumbles, immediately forgiving you when you press your lips to his.

“For luck,” you say, giving him one more peck before sitting back to watch Seokjin hand him a controller, shot glass, and bottle of soju.

“Pick your character.” He plops onto Jungkook’s other side, selecting his own racer on the screen.

“Peach? Really?” Namjoon teases.

Seokjin shoots him a look. “I don’t wanna hear that from a basic-ass Mario main.”

Jungkook, meanwhile, chooses Donkey Kong, and loads up the first map, Peach and Donkey Kong lining up in their pink and yellow go-karts at the starting line.

“May the best me win,” Seokjin says, a split second before the light goes green.

He does win the race. And the next one and the next one. And Jungkook is three shots in before he even knows what hit him, fingers wrapped tightly around the controller.

“Not too late to back out, Jungkookie,” Seokjin jests, nudging him in the ribs. “At least leave with your pride intact.”

But before Jungkook can even respond, mouth already half-open in indignation, you wrap a soothing hand around his knee, massaging lightly.

“You've got this, Kook. You can do it.”

The sound of your voice puts him at ease almost instantly, and he ignores Seokjin, loading up the next track. This time, he does his best to relax, letting the feel of your palm siphon away his anxiety.

This is for you. He can do this for you.

The race is close, their cartoon avatars neck-and-neck until Jungkook manages to gain an edge at the very last second and blow through the finish line first.

“Holy shit!” Taehyung exclaims. “The Kart King lost?!”

“Calm down, it's one race,” Seokjin says. But he shifts forward on the couch as he takes his shot of soju, clearly miffed. “We have twenty-eight more to go. I like my odds.”

Seokjin wins the next one again, celebrating with a whoop, but Jungkook goes on a run after that, winning three in a row so they're tied. And once the thirty-second race has been driven, Seokjin has won sixteen, Jungkook has won sixteen, and they've each drunk two bottles of soju apiece.

“TIEBREAKER RACE,” Seokjin slurs, swaying on his feet. He's played the last dozen games standing up, claiming it “helps with the turns,” whatever that means.

“I think you two have had enough,” you say, patting Jungkook lovingly on the arm. “Just call it a tie and leave it there.”

He jerks away, stretching his arm out like he thinks you're going to try and take the controller from him. “No, Y/N! I need that mug!”

Your lips pull down into a frown. “What mug?”

“I think Y/N is right, you guys,” Namjoon chimes in. “You both need some water.”

“Everyone shut the fuck up. I'm trying to sleep,” grumbles the Snuggie blob.

“ONE MORE RACE!” Seokjin yells, insistent. “FOR IT ALL! FOR THE MUG!”

“Again, what mug?”

But you don't get an answer. Instead, Jungkook shouts, “FINE! RAINBOW ROAD, ASSHOLE!” and everyone's eyes fixate on the screen, eager to find out who will emerge victorious.

Both characters rip off the starting line, Seokjin quickly obtaining a mushroom power-up that gives him a speed boost and comfortable lead. But after Jungkook lucks out on a green shell throw, causing Seokjin to spin out of control, he takes the lead as the first lap ends.

“C’mon, babe!” you cheer, Jimin and Taehyung joining in in their desire to see the Kart King tumbled from his throne.

Jungkook holds his lead for most of the lap, but Seokjin takes it back after a couple more mushroom boosts and a red shell. The final lap is tight, the lead going back and forth and back and forth until all hope seems lost as Seokjin begins to pull away on the last leg…

Only for him to cut the final turn too closely, allowing Jungkook to bump him right over the side of the track and into space before blasting across the finish line.

The room erupts in cheers, Jungkook leaping to his feet with a shout even as Seokjin falls to the floor with a scream of anguish. You stand as well, trying to give your boyfriend a hug, but you’re shocked when he moves away from you instead, preoccupied with something on the dining table.

He crosses the room–dodging Jimin and Taehyung, who are now flossing over Seokjin’s prone body–to grab the “WORLD’S BEST WIFE” mug and triumphantly raise it in the air before stumbling back to where you stand both perplexed and amused by the scene before you.

“This,” he says, clumsily pressing the mug into your hands, “was supposed to be for you.”

“World’s Best Wife?” you ask, heart hiccuping as you begin to have a suspicion. “Like Michael Scott’s mug?”

“Yes!” The word feels heavy moving off of his tongue, and he suddenly regrets not being sober for this. “Because uhhhh…I have this for you, too. Shit, wait.”

He fumbles around his pockets, panicking until he finds the ring, slips it out of his pants, and drops to his knee with a graceless thud.

“Ow, crap. Y/N.” He takes your hand, and in spite of the absurdity of it all, in spite of the fact that part of the room is now fawning over you while the other part is either sleeping or on the floor, you feel tears pricking your eyes.

Really, you couldn’t think of a more perfect scene.

“Y/N,” he begins again–slowly, like his words need to be corralled, “I love you. So much. And I know I may sometimes be forgetful or foolish or careless–sometimes I might accidentally spray wine all over the kitchen or ruin a proposal because I gave Seokjin the wrong present by mistake–but I just…love you.” He blinks, thoughts drifting away from him as the soju continues to take its toll. “I’m sorry. I’m not sure what I’m saying is even making sense, but…I find I don’t mind having those moments as long as you’re there with me. I’m fine making a fool out of myself if it’ll make you smile or laugh so…” He hoists the ring up just a little higher, eyes hopeful. “Marry me?”

A leaping sensation takes off behind your ribs as you gasp, “Yes, Jungkook. Of course, yes.”

For someone who’s drunk, he surges back up with incredible speed to capture your mouth in a kiss, dragging your body to his and swaying you side-to-side.

“Congratulations, you two,” Yoongi says through the applause of your friends–even Seokjin managing to clap his hands like a seal from the floor. “Now can I please get some fucking sleep?”

a/n: please consider liking, reblogging, or commenting if you enjoyed :)

#jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook fluff #bts x reader #bts x you #bts imagines #jungkook imagines #jungkook fic #jungkook fanfic #bts fluff #bts fic #bts fanfic

[vampykween]

real love

simon ghost riley x f!reader this is just porn tiny bit of plot tbh apologies for the abrupt end, but i could not for the life of me finish this all the way through ugh

You're not sure if your husband is trying to kill you; he looks devilishly handsome in the black button-up he's wearing - which he's conveniently left three buttons open on - and the woodsy notes of his cologne have you feeling inappropriately hot for the lively restaurant you two are in.

Simon’s lips are on yours as soon as you two cross the threshold. He his large palms roaming the expanse of your back until he cups your ass and squeezes the round flesh. You moan into his mouth which is hastily swallowed up when Simon sweeps his tongue into your mouth, sending a rush of heat straight to your core. Simon always kisses you like he's trying to simultaneously devour you and convey all the love he has for you.

He unexpectedly pulls away from you and shakes his head, “don’t wanna get too carried away love, I have a surprise for you. But trust, any other day and I’d rip this fuckin’ dress off and have my way with you right here. You look fuckin’ sinful.”

You blush at your husband’s words, somehow you think you’ll never get used to the way he talks about you, like you truly are the greatest gift he’s ever received. You remember that he said he had a surprise for you, but before you have time to question any further, he’s taking your hand and leading you towards your shared bedroom. He stops in front of the closed door and has on, what you perceive to be, a sheepish look on his face. What could possibly have your normally cocky and confident husband feeling insecure?  

“Baby, whatever it is, I’m sure I’ll love it. I love anything you do for me, you know that,” you try and ease Simon’s nerves if only momentarily. He nods curtly and opens the bedroom door, and you gasp, raising your hand to cover your mouth. Tears began to pool in your eyes, “Simon- I- What’s all this for?” you can believe the sight in front of you. There are a multitude of light candles spread out on the surfaces in the room, creating a romantic aura that’s coupled with the vase of your favorite flowers on your nightstand.

You turn towards him in disbelief, not that Simon being romantic was completely out of the ordinary, but you simply weren’t expecting him to do all this. He pulls you into a hug and kisses the top of your head lovingly, “Been a year since the best day of my life, I say that’s something worth going all out for.” Now it was your turn to shake your head at him, you both had agreed that you didn’t need to do anything crazy for your anniversary, just being with each other every day when that wasn’t guaranteed was a gift in and of itself. He had already taken you out to dinner at the fancy place downtown you had been wanting to eat for forever, even bought you a luxurious dress for the occasion.

“You’re too good to me Simon Riley,” you convey your sentiment with another kiss and lead him towards the bed. Simon takes him time peeling your clothes off and kisses ever bare inch of skin revealed to him.

“You’re so beautiful love, I can’t believe I get to spend my life loving you.” He trails down until he’s kneeling eye level with your pussy. You run your finger through his blonde strands, which were starting to get rather shaggy something you loved. You’ve never met a guy like Simon before, a man who was content with simply pleasing and worshipping you. You’re brought out of your reverie by hid tongue circling your clit delicately and your grip in his hair tightens. Your husband alternates between lapping at your clit and sweeping his tongue through your wet folds and prodding at your tight hole. His fingers join soon after and he’s thrusting his thick digits into you slowly but deep enough that is has you seeing stars.

“Okay, Si, I’m good. Baby I need you to fuck me,” you whine desperately. You normally can’t resist Simon, but when he’s looking angelic between your legs with warm candlelight flickering across his face; you’ve never felt so riled up in your life.

Simon groans into your slick cunt, clearly in disagreement with what you said. He pulls away swiftly, “You can be patient, my love. Let me take my time with you. I want you to cum on my face, before I fuck you with my cock, yeah.”

You concede simply because he's making you feel so good you can’t really even complain. Your husband was clearly on a mission now though, the pace of his fingers picking up and he sucks your clit into his mouth so fervently that when you come it hits you like a freight train. You cry out as your legs shake and Simon doesn’t let up, continuing his ministrations until you pat the side of his face, your signal for when you can’t take anymore when takes you apart like this.

"Can't tap out now, love. I'm not finished with you yet." God, even after all these Simon Riley was proving to be the death of you.

#mic writes #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley smut #ghost smut #fem reader #simon ghost riley x f!reader #simon ghost riley x you #this not edited im sorry #i wrote this forever ago tbh #if it's terrible pls don't tell me i'll cry

[judeswhore]

you know i adore you; jude bellingham

summary: jude forgets your anniversary and after a pretty nasty fight and a night of the silent treatment he promises everything in his power to make it up to you

pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader

requested: yes

warnings: none

notes: you can find my masterlist here. this is kinda long and the ending is kinda meh but we move

it was a little after four a.m and you were yet to find any sleep, the soft hum of traffic and the constant tick tick tick of jude's discarded watch making your head spin, an agitated twitch forming in your fingers. you kept your gaze glued to the ceiling, only blinking when the headlights of a passing car broke through the small gap left in the curtains. the bed felt cold and uncomfortable, the lack of jude's warmth noticeable as you tossed and turned, huffed rather loudly and readjusted the pillow.

you wondered if he was awake, still mulling over that afternoon's fight, if he felt just as bad as you did going to sleep on an argument after not having talked all day. it was unlike the two of you, you rarely fought and even if you did it was over something stupid and would be resolved within the hour, brushed away with kisses and mumbled apologies. but this was different, it wasn't something small or stupid, it couldn't just be forgotten about because jude had made you laugh. he'd forgotten your anniversary, had forgotten completely that you'd been due to visit and the hurt that had unfurled in your chest at his blank look was almost nauseating.

you'd felt embarrassed and ridiculous standing on his front step, the flowers you'd bought him because he always joked you never returned the favour, hanging limp at his side. the first thing you'd done when he opened the door was practically throw yourself at him, arms around his neck, mouth pressed soft to his and the more you thought about your eagerness now the more your stomach sank. jude had kissed you back with just as much enthusiasm, of course he had, it was a knee jerk reaction, but when you finally pulled away and met his gaze he was the picture of confusion.

"what're you doing here? why didn't you tell me you were coming? i'd have met you at the airport." you thought he was joking at first, had waited for the teasing smile to curls his lips before he tapped his fingers under your chin and kissed your cheek, mumbled a soft "m'kidding, i missed you." but he only cocked his head a little. his gaze darted down to the roses you were holding and his brow crinkled even more. "what're the flowers for?"

you blinked at him, slow and unsure, still trying to figure out if he was teasing but his face was blank, eyes just slightly baffled as they took in your form. you glanced down at the flowers before looking back to him, a feeling of something akin to dread simmering low in your stomach. there was a heat creeping up your neck, one that was starting to feel a little like humiliation as you wondered if the joke had been lost on jude and he wasn't interested in a stupid bunch of roses.

"..you," pressing them into his chest you watched his fingers wrap carefully around the stems. "i mean, i didn't just get you flowers, obviously, your other gifts are in my suitcase but i was walking past that florist on the corner and i remembered you're always teasing me about how you send me flowers and i never send you them... back." you half whispered the last word because it happened so suddenly, the realisation on jude's face as he registered your words and the pit that had fallen deep in your chest when you understood that expression. you pulled your head back, let your hand drop from where it was settled on his waist and swallowed through the thickness that had settled in your throat. "you forgot."

plain and simple. jude had forgotten about your two year anniversary, had clearly forgotten your plans to spend the weekend together and you were standing like an idiot in his doorway with a bunch of flowers and gifts you'd spent months planning. there was a building tension in the hallway, jude's eyes soft with guilt and regret, his mouth tipped with worry lines but all you could do was shake your head, a disbelieving huff of laughter breaking the silence.

"you forgot, didn't you? that it was our anniversary? that i was coming?" pressure was building behind your eyes, that hot push and sting of tears and you dug your nails into your palms to keep them at bay, willed yourself not to cry. it was ridiculous that you'd spent your entire flight and car ride here thinking about finally seeing him, about finally being in the comfort of his arms again and he hadn't even bothered to remember the date. you hadn't thought to remind him but maybe you should have sent him a heads up text.

"i didn't, not-not on purpose." jude swallowed, set the flowers down on the small table beside his door and stepped towards you. he ran a hand over his face and rubbed at his jaw. "i knew when it was, fuck, y/n, i know when our anniversary is."

"oh really?"

"i had plans, i was gonna book that restaurant you like and take you to the new museum that opened up in town, the one you text me about, and i bought your gifts-"

"but it suddenly slipped your mind? after all that planning?"

"no! it's not like-"

"how do you just forget something like that?"

"i've been busy with-"

"you're not the only one who has a busy schedule, jude! i have a life too, i have work and uni but i still managed to remember our anniversary." there was a hitch in your voice, a tremble to match the wobble of your bottom lip and it had jude shaking his head, reaching out to cup your cheek. he winced when you jerked away from his touch.

"i've just been so distracted by training and the bayern match, we play on sunday and my head's just been a mess. we've been working non stop i've barely had to time do anything else, that's all i've been thinking about. it's so much pressure and it's taken over my whole life this past week." he let his hand fall, tucked it away inside the pocket of his joggers as though to stop himself from reaching for you again. there was tension in his shoulders, clear apology and pain in the way he was looking at you but you weren't sure how to accept it, didn't know how to stop the ache in your chest. "i'm sorry."

"i know how important this match is to you, i know how hard you work and i'm so proud of you, you have no idea but.."

"what?"

"i thought i was important to you."

"don't do that." jude was shaking his head, frown evident as he watched you swipe your finger beneath your eye. "don't make out that i don't care about you or that i care less about you than football. you know that's not true."

"you forgot our anniversary because of a match, jude! that says a lot."

"and i'm sorry! i lost track of the days not of you! i got too in my head and i didn't realise. this isn't- this had nothing to do with how i feel about you, i love you and you're the most important thing in my life, you know that but i just-" his voice cracked and he made a face, took a step back from you when he realised you were standing on the other side of the door. your suitcase was still on the step, knocked over from your eagerness to wrap yourself around jude. "i made a mistake."

"it's a pretty big mistake." your cheeks were wet but you weren't sure when you'd actually started to cry and your stomach felt funny, that feeling of being in free fall. with the sleeve of your hoodie you wiped at your face, let your gaze fall to a point over jude's shoulder. "people don't just forget things like this because of their job. relationships aren't supposed to feel second best."

"i said i was sorry, i can make it up to you. i can make dinner reservations now and we can go to the museum tomorrow. you know i didn’t mean to forget, i wouldn’t forget something like this if i didn’t have other things going on."

"maybe that isn't enough." you needed him to stop looking at you, needed the space to cry, to get rid of the hurt and anger and embarrassment that had embedded itself into your skin. you also wanted to push the roses into the bin in his kitchen because looking at them was making the tears build even quicker.

"c'mon, baby, please, i'm sorry, you have to let me-"

"i don't have to let you do anything." you sounded childish and maybe your reaction was, he'd apologised and explained and maybe deep down you understood but in the moment anger was all you had. he'd hurt you, made you feel as though you and your relationship were easily forgettable when he had other things in his life and that wasn't something you could stand to think about. there was a breakdown building inside of you and as stupid as it was, you didn't want to have it in front of him.

"y/n." you sniffed and turned a blank expression on him.

"i don't wanna talk about it anymore. you forgot, you're sorry, no big deal right?"

"that's not what i said and you know it. let me fix it."

"it's whatever." you reached for your suitcase, tugged it into the house as you awkwardly pushed the door shut and worked your way around jude's body. he reached for your arm but you tugged away, throwing a look at the flowers. "you can put those in the bin, it was a stupid idea."

"y/n."

"i don't-" the sigh you let out was watery, those tears already starting to fall again now that you weren't facing your boyfriend. "can you just leave me alone?"

you hadn't spoken since then, both of you annoyed, you embarrassed and hurt, jude wracked with a stomach sinking guilt he didn't know how to get rid of. he'd avoided the bedroom and you'd avoided the living room, a hard task considering he needed to use the bathroom and you needed to use the kitchen but each passing was met with awkward silence, neither of you ready to talk. so now it was almost morning and you missed being pressed against him, missed the way he tucked his nose into your neck and brushed his fingers over your side.

sleep had no intentions of taking over so with another sigh you pushed out of the bed, pulled a discarded hoodie from the floor over your head and for a few seconds simply pressed your nose into the collar. the scent of jude's shower gel and aftershave still lingered, tickled your senses and made your tummy dip and it was stupid how you could miss someone so much when you were only feet apart. you were still mad, annoyed that something so important had slipped his mind but there was a part of you that understood the pressure he was under, that wanted forget yesterday had happened and spend the weekend the way you'd originally planned.

but you were stubborn, even more so when you were hurt and so instead of finding jude in the living room and curling yourself against him, you made your way to the kitchen, sock covered feet barely making a sound. the living room was dark besides the tv, the low hum of the inbetweeners making it difficult to hear if jude was sleeping or not. you took his lack of movement as a sign that he was and carefully made your way past him, flicking the switch to turn the kitchen light on with a wince.

the first thing you noticed when your eye's adjusted were the roses, placed neatly in a vase on the kitchen island, the protective wrapping gone and your throat went tight, a fresh set of tears prickling your eyes. the flowers had been an impulse buy, an inside joke that turned sour when you realised it had at first gone over jude's head but he'd set them out for everyone to see. the second was that he'd left your favourite mug beside the coffee machine, everything prepped and ready for you to use, a clear indication that despite your lack of communication the night before, he'd been thinking about you. they were both small gestures, meaningless really on a bigger scale but they had your heart squeezing tight, a small smile tipping your lips, the first one since you'd arrived.

while you were waiting for the coffee machine to heat up you rearranged the roses, an unnecessary task just to keep your mind from wandering to jude. if you thought about him you'd probably cry again, your emotions still getting the better of you, but as if he knew you were subconsciously thinking of him, he appeared in the doorway. his plaid pyjama bottoms were slung low on his hips, pale blue shirt wrinkled and twisted at the shoulder and it took everything in you not to go to him, to fix his shirt with careful fingers, to press your lips to the stubble on his jaw. dark eyes were rimmed with darker circles, tired and dull, no doubt a mirror image of your own, an obvious indicator he hadn't really slept either.

his eyes darted between you and the rose petal you were rubbing between your fingers. "they weren't a stupid idea." the coffee machine spluttered behind you, hissed a little with age and without replying you spun to make your drink. jude's gaze was fixed to your back, you could feel it as you added a coffee pod to the machine and slotted your cup beneath the spout. without realising you reached for jude's own mug, as though from muscle memory alone, and took out a vanilla late pod from the box on the side. "i know it doesn't matter how many times i say sorry, it doesn't make it better but i am. forgetting was a dick move and football isn't an excuse but you have to know that it wasn't because of you. i think about you constantly when you're not here, everything i look at in here reminds me of you but this has been the week from hell and i let everything get on top of me. but i am sorry."

there was thick emotion in his words, a harsh scratch to his usual honey sweet voice that made your insides ache. you knew he was sorry, knew he'd try anything in his power to make up for it and you knew your silence was eating him alive but you weren't sure what to say. you didn't know if you could say anything without getting upset again. instead you settled for grabbing a spoon, keeping your gaze locked on the coffee.

"baby." jude was a few feet behind you. "you can't ignore me forever."

"i can try."

"yeah?" he settled against the counter at your side, hip pressed into the cupboard and regarded you with lowered lashes. you didn't meet his gaze, only swapped the old coffee pod for his new one and slipped his mug where yours had been. the action didn't go unnoticed by jude. "what about when you need something off the top shelf?" this was once again met with silence from you, filled only by the tinkling of your spoon against the sides of the mug.

jude sighed. "hey, look at me." his fingers hesitantly found your face, soft against your jaw and he tilted your head up until your gaze found his. his brows were crinkled in concern. "i'm sorry, okay? and i'll say it as many times as i need to until you forgive me. i know this isn't something small and i know i hurt you and i hate that, you know you always come first, above anything else and i'm sorry that i made you feel like that wasn't the case." he brushed his thumb over the skin beneath your eye and it was impossible not to turn your cheek into his palm, to seek comfort in his touch. "it's not an excuse, i know, but this week really has been hectic, i've barely had time to do anything other than train and it slipped my mind what this weekend was. but that doesn't mean you or our relationship are second best and i never want you to feel like that. i love you, so much, just-just let me make it up to you."

the coffee machine beeped when jude's drink was finished but neither of you made to grab it, gazes locked in a heated stare, one that was unfurling a hundred different emotions inside of you. he looked unsure, worried that you might turn away from him, that this weekend was going to be spent in silence and that you were going to leave on bad terms. the longer you stared at him the more his face seemed to drop.

"let me fix it. please."

"it was a shitty thing to do and it hurts."

"i know, and i'm-"

"but i don't wanna fight. i'm not saying it's okay or that it doesn't feel like shit but i know how much pressure you put yourself under and i know that this match is important to you." you finally let your hand raise to his shoulder and smoothed out his shirt, fingers grazing the warm skin of his neck. "i know this relationship is important to you too."

"you're important to me." jude brought your fingers to his mouth and pressed a series of soft kisses over your knuckles. "i know it doesn't make up for it but i did have everything planned."

"it's okay."

"it's not, you know it's not." he tipped your hand, palm up and skimmed his mouth over the centre, his eyes locked on yours. "but i wanna fix it, if you let me. i have the day free, i can book the restaurant, we can go to that museum, do whatever you want. i need to make it up to you. i know it won't be the same but.. please."

there was a note of desperation in his tone and it was only then that you'd realised how close he'd drawn you to him, your bodies almost pressed flush together. you knew the dull ache in your chest wasn't going to disappear immediately but you also knew jude was sincere in his apologies, in his determination to make things right and it was obvious that despite yesterday's anger, you wanted to spend today with him.

"i'm still mad at you."

"i know, i deserve it."

"but i hate fighting with you.” jude gave a little nod, slipped his hand around the back of your neck, his thumb brushed back and forth over the skin beneath your hoodie.

“i hate fighting with you, too. i promise today will make up for it.” his breath fanned warm over your lips and you hadn’t even realised you’d tipped your mouth towards his. the hurt that had been wedged in your chest had ebbed just slightly, replaced with a burning need to have his arms around you. it had only been hours but you felt his absence like a lost limb, an need blooming deep in your bones to be pressed against him.

“i think you can start by kissing me.”

“i can do that.” jude bent his head, used his hand on your neck to pull you in and closed his mouth over yours. the kiss was soft and slow, a gentle drag of his lips over yours, the sweet and languid stroke of his tongue when you opened your mouth and angled in closer. the tips of his fingers grazed your jaw and then he was cupping your cheeks and pressing you back into the counter, tugging lightly at your bottom lip before returning to his kisses. heat trickled thick like honey down your spine, your hands fisting into the material of his shirt to tug him impossibly closer before you wound your arms around his waist.

you didn’t want to stop kissing him. you wanted to stay like this forever, wanted to keep swallowing the sounds he was making low in his throat until you were dizzy off them but jude had other ideas. he pressed a few single kisses to your mouth, his eyes opening to lock on yours, gaze a lot lighter than when he’d walked into the kitchen.

“i bought you a gift. for yesterday, it’s been in my drawer for weeks and i spent the whole night staring at it thinking i wasn’t gonna get to give it to you.” he kissed the corner of your mouth and then your forehead before letting his hands drop from your face, one of them reaching into the pocket of his pants. “i got it made at this jewellers when we were in paris, i thought it would be a small piece of me that you could have with you even if we’re not together.”

he blinked and sent you a sheepish smile as he pulled a little box out, held it between you in the palm of his hand. “it might be stupid and it’s probably silly but you said before that you wanted a new necklace, one that you could wear all the time and so-“

“jude.” you cut through his rambling with a soft laugh, let your gaze dart down to the box.

“sorry, open it.” doing as he said you took it from him, lifted the top to reveal the thin silver chain and a tiny dainty silver charm. the letter 22 sat pretty in the box, no bigger than the size of your pinky nail and you felt a rush of emotions shift through you, a smile breaking out across your face. you grazed your finger over it. “i thought it would maybe be nicer than my initials.”

“it’s beautiful.”

“i need you to know that i love you, that yesterday-yesterday was stupid and i fucked up but it wasn’t because of my feelings for you.” jude swallowed thickly, that worried crinkle back between his brows again but you were quick in lifting your head, in pressing a reassuring kiss to his mouth.

“i already know. not because of the necklace but because of everything else you do for me, i know that yesterday was a mistake and i know you love me. and i love you, so much. what happened wasn’t gonna change that.” with your free hand you grazed your fingers across his jaw before settling your hand against the back of his neck, pulling him softly into another kiss.

you let that kiss say everything that you hadn’t already, put all your love and adoration into it, made sure that jude knew how you felt, that you weren’t going to let yesterday become a roadblock on your relationship. you felt his hands on your waist beneath your hoodie, finger tips warm as the gripped and pulled you closer. the necklace was still in the palm of your hand and jude realised when he felt the edge of the box jab into his stomach. he pulled back, settled his forehead against yours.

“let me put it on you?”

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[linopls]

kinktober day twenty-four

sex toys fem!reader x sub!hyunjin warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, its a surprise hehe 2.1k words

“hwang hyunjin, i swear to god i’ll kill you!”

“y/n-”

“you weren’t supposed to know about this!” you gesture your hands to the opened velvet box on the kitchen table.

it was your and hyunjin’s five year anniversary this coming saturday, a huge milestone. the two of your have dedicated the whole week to spoiling each other and hyunjin thought he would surprise you by cleaning the whole apartment. he started in the kitchen, then the living room, and then your bedroom. his first bedroom project was your closet, he knew how you despised how unorganized it was but you were way too busy to clean it.

he started by taking all your clothes off the hangers and putting them on new, matching ones. he took all your shoes out and built you a small rack to put in the bottom of the closet. he cleaned off the top shelf and organized the clutter and threw away stuff you complained about taking too much space. as he was placing your new shoe rack back in the bottom of the closet, he found a black box tucked away. 

the two of you had built your relationship on trust, you told each other everything. so he didn’t think much of it when he pulled it on and set it on your shared bed and opened it, planning on how to organize it. to say he was shocked at the contents inside was an understatement.

“when did you get it?” hyunjin asks, removing the contents from the box and examining it.

“don’t touch it!” you snap and grab it from his hands. “you never saw it, you’re getting rid of it as we speak.”

“no, what?” hyunjin pouts, resting his hand on his chin. “you don’t even want to try it?”

you stop dead in your tracks, your eyes dart back and forth between your boyfriend and the item in your hand. 

“have you had it this whole time?” hyunjin wiggles his eyebrows towards you.

“two years ago, i think,” you answer unsurely.

“why didn’t you tell me you bought one?”

“i didn’t buy it.”

confusion paints hyunjin’s face and he looks back at the item. you watch as his eyes gloss over, the same expression you’ve seen so many times when you take control instead of him.

“h-how’d you get it then?” he asks, tugging his bottom lip nervously with his fingers.

you can’t help but become aroused, seeing hyunjin like this goes to your head so quickly and makes your panties wet. 

“yunjin got it for me, gag gift.”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“didn’t think you’d be interested, that was wrong i supposed?”

hyunjin’s face flushes red and he adjusts himself in his seat awkwardly. 

“hyunjin,” you purr. “do you want me to use this on you?”

hyunjin gulps, he almost looks like he might cry. he looks back up to you and you swear you could cum on the spot. when you were given the gift, you couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to use it on hyunjin but you were always too scared to ask. it wasn’t until the past year or so you and hyunjin started to really experiment in the bedroom, but you were worried that this might be too far.

“yes, y/n. please,” his words come out as a whiny beg.

you’re shaking at this point, with nerves and excitement. you try and calm yourself down and straighten out your thoughts.

“we couldn’t go straight to it today, we’d have to prep you and str-”

“already did.”

your jaw drops, the thought of hyunjin preparing himself for this makes you soaked. you can literally feel your panties sticking to your folds. you grab hyunjin with one hand and the box with the other and drag him into your shared bedroom. you attach your lips to his neck before even closing the door and bite and suck on his soft skin. he moans and whines in response as his hands wander your body.

you push him back onto the bed and set the box next to him. “hyunjin, are you sure?”

“so sure,” he whispers, he hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his pants and slides them down his legs. you watch in awe as he kicks them off his ankles. 

he stops for a second, covering his exposed self with his hands. you can tell he’s nervous and unsure.

“hey, it’s okay, love.” you caress one of his thighs with your hand. “we can stop if you want.”

“no, ‘m okay,” he whispers. “can you also be naked?”

you giggle. “of course, baby! what do you want me to take off?”

“s-shirt, please.” he sits up on the edge of the bed and slides his hands under your shirt. 

you assist him in pulling the shirt over your head, and he immediately attaches his fingers to your bra clasp. you slide the undergarment down your arms and hyunjin attaches his mouth to one of your nipples and attends to the other with his fingers. you throw your head back and tangle your fingers in his hair. hyunjin’s hands wander down to your hips and into the waistband of your pants, sliding them down your legs. 

hyunjin pulls away from your breasts breathless. you look down to the pretty boy and caress his cheeks with your hands, running your thumb over his bottom lip. he looks so ruined already and you haven’t even touched him yet.

“y/n,” he moans, taking your thumb in his mouth and sucking on the digit.

“tell me what you want, baby,” you say, arousal dripping down your legs at the sight in front of you.

“you. i want you, y/n,” he gasps. 

he takes your hands in his own and trails them underneath his shirt, pulling it over his head. you take one of your thumbs and trace it over his hardened nipple. hyunjin whimpers out in response and his muscles visibly flex under your touch. 

“be more specific, baby,” you tease, pinching his bud between your thumb and index finger.

“i want you to f-fuck me, with y-your strap, ‘lease.” his entire face is flushed red and his chest feels hot.

“will you help me put it on?”

he nods and reaches over to the box to grab the harness. he holds it out in front of you and you balance yourself on his broad shoulders and step in. hyunjin slowly slides the black leather up your legs until it rests on your hips. he then moves to tighten the straps, he pulls at them to check their strength and smiles up at you when he’s done. you lean over him to grab the dildo from the box and hyunjin makes a grab at your ass.

“hey!” you gasp, snapping back up straight with the toy in your hand. 

“‘m sorry. makes your butt look good,” he giggles, reaching back around to grab at the soft flesh.

you laugh and slot the pink toy in its spot. hyunjin watches in awe and gulps nervously when you place your hands on your hips.

“lay back, pretty boy,” you gently order. 

hyunjin lays flat against the bed and you slide your hands up his thighs, when you reach the top you help him gently part his long legs. you catch a glimpse at a shiny plug snuggled between his soft cheeks and you moan and your head rolls back at the sight.

“t-told you, ‘m ready,” hyunjin mumbles.

you reach down to the toy and press your thumb against the base which causes hyunjin to squirm and whimper. he slides his own hands down his body and places them on either thigh to spread his legs for you. 

“can i?” you grab the base with two fingers and hyunjin nods.

as you remove the toy, hyunjin moans loudly. you admire his gaping hole, teasing your finger around the rim. he whines and reaches back over to the box and pulls out the small bottle of lube.

“y/n, please. i need it,” he begs and hands you the bottle.

you giggle and place a generous amount of lube on your hand and coat your strap. hyunjin watches as you jerk the strap his mouth agape. you line the tip with his hole, smearing the slick with the head. he reaches down to grab your hips to pull you closer to him. the strap sliding in with ease. 

you’ve never heard hyunjin make noises like this, his whimpers and cries drive you wild. as you bottom out completely his eyes go wide. 

“are you okay?” you begin to worry that this is too much too fast and hyunjin is wanting to back out.

until he wraps his legs around your center and squeezes you tightly. he nods vigorously and whines for you to move. you unsurely place your hands on his hips and move your hips back and forth. you quickly realize that you’ve never done this before and have no idea what you’re doing.

hyunjin must catch on to your hesitance, he props himself up on his elbows. “b-balance yourself on my hips, push down as hard as you need to. a-and everytime you thrust, do it in an upward-ish motion. try it.”

“is this the method you use on me?” you giggle, doing your best to follow his instructions. 

“mhm,” he moans and nods, you get more confident and move your hips a little faster. “works every time, doesn’t it?”

you nod and try to think back to what more hyunjin does when he’s the one drilling into you. an idea comes to your mind and you prop one of your legs up on the bed to give you a better angle. this makes it easier for you to move and must hit hyunjin’s spot even harder as he falls back on to the bed and his back arches off the mattress.

“y/n!” he yelps, clawing at the blankets. 

“yeah? am i making you feel good?” your thighs smack harshly against his ass with every thrust and you dig your nails into his skin. 

“s-so good, y/n,” he cries.

“touch yourself for me,” you command and one of hyunjin’s hands snap to his aching cock.

you’re going delirious watching the sight in front of you. you swear you could come untouched watching hyunjin feel this good. he furiously jerks his cock with his fist and you pound into him relentlessly. you watch as tears begin to spill over his cheeks.

“baby, please, please,” hyunjin wails. “so good, gonna cum.”

“yeah?” you cock your head to the side and slam your hips against him as hard as you can. “gonna cum for me? gonna cum on my cock?” 

you understand why hyunjin loves doing this so much, holding this much power over someone gives one confidence they never knew they had. dirty words are just naturally pouring from your mouth like you’ve done this a million times. in reality you’re just trying to think back all the nasty things hyunjin’s ever said to you.

“fuck!” he screams. “yes, god, yes.”

“then cum,” you spit. “cum for me. show me how good i’m making you feel.”

hyunjin cums the hardest you’ve ever seen him before. his eyes roll back in his head and his back arches fully off of the bed. his thighs tighten against your hips and twitch like crazy. his cum spills all over his stomach and chest, painting such a beautiful picture. you slow down your thrusts, working him completely through his orgasm until he’s whining and repeating: ‘’m good!’ over and over again. 

you slowly pull out and slide the harness down your legs and set it on your nightstand. you press a deep kiss to hyunjin’s plush lips before running to the bathroom and returning with a wet rag to wipe your lover clean. you press the warm cloth to his chest and he shivers at the sensation. 

once hyunjin’s cleaned off you assist him in climbing under the covers and slide under with him. you lay flat against the back as hyunjin quickly moves to lay on your chest. you interlock your fingers in his hair and gently brush through the soft strands. 

“are you okay?” you ask after laying in silence for a while.

“mhm, feel great” hyunjin responds, you can hear in his voice that he’s slowly starting to come out of his haze.

“did you enjoy it?” “so much.” he lifts his head off your chest to look at you. “it was amazing. you’re amazing.”

hyunjin has been bias wrecking me so hard i cannot do it anymore

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[sturniolosstar]

could you please write about obsessive chris and matt fighting over reader and trying to prove to her that they're better than the other? love your work, thank you <33

petty rivalry┆c & m sturniolo

summary - chris and matt always show their love for you, until it reaches the point where their affection clashes against each other.

pairings - obsessive!christopher and matthew sturniolo x female reader

cw - obsession, poly relationship, heavy arguing, mentions of sex, fingering, swearing, pet names

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Their little competition for you stared off small.

With both of them craving your validation and attention, they would each show their love for you in ther own ways. That was until Chris began to challenge Matt.

It started off small.

He would give you extra kisses in the morning, his hugs would last longer and he would be extra touchy with you, especially when he knew Matt was watching.

Even if these acts were done silently, Matt knew exactly what Chris was implying.

And who was he to back down from a challenge?

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'Chris, what are you doing?' Matt's stern tone stopped the moment happening between you and Chris.

The smile adorning your lips, showing your appreciation for the flowers Chris had gifted you seemed to fade away when you saw the anger written all over Matt’s face.

Your eyes widened at the sight of a bouquet in his hands, one similar to the one Chris had given you only a few minutes ago. One a bit too similar.

‘What do you mean?’ Chris smiled at his older brother, placing his arm around your waist as he pulled you ever so slightly closer to him.

‘What the fuck is that?’ Matt’s eyes trailed down to the bouquet of flowers in your hands, the flowers being your favourite ones.

‘It’s a gift for her.’ Chris’ head turned to look down at you as he responded to Matt, his grin widening at the view of you staring right back up at him.

‘Was it your idea?’ Matt’s eyes narrowed down at Chris.

‘You were only an inspiration.’ The younger boy shrugged.

‘It was my idea first.’ Chris stifled a laugh at the way Matt’s words were said through clenched teeth.

‘Well you didn’t give it to her first, did you?’

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On anniversaries, arguments would be worse.

‘I told you I’m taking her out first!’ Chris’ voice boomed across the walls of your home as he stood in front of Matt, chest heaving and face furrowed in anger.

‘Really?’ Matt crossed his arms ‘You didn’t say anything until I bought it up!’

‘I didn’t say anything because I wanted to surprise her!’

‘That doesn’t fucking matter!’ Matt scoffed at how stupid his brother’s words were, his arms crossing.

‘It does matter because I told you I wanted to take her out first and you only said where you were gonna take her.’

‘It doesn’t. fucking. matter.’ Matt managed to get his words out through gritted teeth as he took a step closer to his brother, as if he was daring him.

You simply stood a few feet behind them, your eyes wide as you stood nervously, listening to the way they fought over you.

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They were brothers, and loved eachother dearly. They knew that would never change, but when it came to you, their backs seemed to subconsciously turn on each other.

It got to the point where they would subtly drag you into their disagreements.

They would never let you into the arguments that lasted hours until they lost their voice due to the amount of screaming they did at each other. They couldn’t bare to see you in a situation like that.

But they couldn’t help but want to use you to get the other mad.

‘C’mon, Matt. Why are you yelling at me?’ The anger that drowned Chris’ tone seemed to wash away the moment he walked into the same room you were in, Matt following after him.

‘Because you’re being a fucking idiot!’ Matt’s hands angrily emphasised his words as he screamed at Chris.

‘And yet, look at who’s yelling.’

Chris’ words only made Matt’s anger rise beyond his limit, leaving him stunned and still.

‘You see who’s yelling, right baby?’ Chris’ eyes land on yours as he walks away from Matt, now standing in front of you.

His hand cups your chin, making you look at him, his grip tightening when you try to look away.

‘Who’s yelling?’

You winced at his grip ‘Matt.’

‘That’s right. You even heard him yell in the other room, didn’t you?’ Chris stands to the side, his still tight on your chin as he now has your gaze on Matt.

You nod softly at his words, your eyes trailing over the way Matt’s hands are clenched to his sides, his back and chest straight as he stares right back at you.

Chris smiles at this, Matt’s scowl only grows.

‘You’re a fucking idiot.’ His irritated shout at Chris was the last thing you both heard before the stormed up the stairs, leaving the two of you alone.

Chris doesn’t respond to this, he only kisses your head as he picks you up in his arms.

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When it came to sex, it was a whole different story.

Some nights, Matt would fuck your mouth as Chris plows his cock into your pussy. Some nights, it would be the opposite.

But no matter what they were doing, they would compete against eachother until your cheeks were stained with tears, your eyes puffy from crying as you begged for them to slow down.

Your hips would squirm against Chris’ cold sheets as Matt’s fingers plunged in and out of your tight cunt, grinning from ear to ear at the way he’s making you react.

Chris pulls your back further against his chest, his arms tightening their grip around your waist as he kisses your neck, his face buried into the soft skin.

Matt’s grin impossibly widens at the Chris’ actions, noticing the acts he’s doing are an attempt to ignore the jealousy building up in his chest.

‘What’s wrong, Chris?’ Matt pouts in false concern as his fingers fasten their pace inside of you, smiling at the little gasp that escapes your kiss swollen lips.

‘Shut the fuck up.’

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It was never their intention for this to go as far as they would take it every time. It was only because they loved you so much, that’s what they would tell themselves.

After all, it was only a petty rivalry.

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[angelltheninth]

Candlelit Surprise

Pairing: Yuuji Itadori x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, slightly suggestive, blindfold, anniversary surprise, teasing, referenced temperature play. Yuuji is a sweetheart

Word count: 0.5k

Flufftober Day 16: Candles, Lanterns, Fairy Lights

A/N: Chose to focus on the candles flufftober prompt since I had this really cute idea for a while now.

A blindfold usually meant a very fun night but you never had it on before getting into bed. What Yuuji was doing now, walking you through your shared apartment was very suspicious indeed. It did also make you quite curious as to what he had planned, "Can't I get a hint at least?"

"If I gave you a hint it would ruin the surprise. Besides I feel like you already have an idea. I really don't know why I bothered with the blindfold in the first place. The real clue is the scent." He paused and groaned to himself, "Shit, I ruined it." Not like you didn't have your suspicions with all the food he's been buying lately.

"I think it's both kinky and romantic. The blindfold that is. And I could still act surprised if it will make you feel better." Not that you were the best actress but you would try your best for Yuuji because he always gave it his all for you. In every situation, big or small.

His hands squeezed your shoulders a little tighter as you approached the dinining room. You could feel his hands shaking, feel his nervous breath on the back of your neck. You wanted to tell him that he shouldn't be scared, you'll like what ever he has prepared for your anniversary.

"Okay." Yuuji's hands squeezed your shoulders one more time before he walked in front you, "And… drop the blindfold!"

A big grin was the first thing you saw, then his soft, fluffy, spiky pink hair and then finally the whole room lit with many little candles, giving Yuuji's already warm smile an even warmer glow. "Y-Yuuji… all this… and dinner… you didn't have to go this far."

"Maybe not but I did, for my cute girlfriend. Happy anniversary babe." You tackled him in a crushing hug that you knew he could withstand and return. "I'm glad you like my gift."

It was perfect, it was romantic, it was… hold on a minute, all these candels… "Hey… wait… was this what all the candles were for? The ones you bought and put into our bedroom closet." That made more sense.

"Yeah? What did you think they were for?" You were suddenly very shy, very eager to hide your face, "Oh! No, well we could try! But not with these, I think it might be a bit dangerous." Yuuji rubbed the back of his neck as he blushed along with you, only now realizing how him putting the candles in the bedroom closet could look. "I'll see if I can find us some safer ones to use for… that kind of thing. I don't want to burn you."

"I would also apprciate if you didn't mention this after this. God I feel so stupid! I even bought special lingerie!" Yuuji's eyebrows shot up, his attention back on you, "Nope. After we eat. Then you may go into that bedroom and wait for me to show you my gift. Sound fair?"

He seemed to deflate a little but still remained hopeful for later, "Whatever my girl wants. Now how about that food? I cooked almost all day." God, you had the best boyfriend in the whole damn world.

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[mangosrar]

“what do you think?”

chris sturniolo x fem reader

The autumn air was cool. The house was quiet, the only sound being the shuffling of hurried feet in the next room. She trailed slowly up the stairs, anticipating his reaction. Her head peeked over into the living room to see Chris standing up from the couch. She rounded the corner and Chris slowly made his way towards her. "What do you think?" she smoothed her hands over her hips. Her dress was white with a square neck and long sleeves. Chris had bought it for her as one of her gifts for their two year anniversary. It hugged her in all the right ways, finishing just below her hips, curly hair fanned out over her shoulders perfectly.

Chris took a step closer until her chest was flush against him. His eyes never leaving her body. His hands ran up and down her sides, settling just below the small of her back. "Chris" she hummed. Her voice gentle but carrying a warning tone, that he should’ve picked up on, but he was too busy focusing on how her skin felt under his touch. He could palpate forever. Never geting tired even after learning and memorising every scar, ridge and bump.

"You look beautiful baby" his voice was so soft she barely even heard it. His gaze flickered down to her lips and back up to her eyes before placing a gentle hand on the side of her neck and pulling her in. Their lips met in a soft passionate kiss. Her hands traveled up his arms and found home at the nape of his neck, gently tugging on his hair.

He loved the way her body reacted to his touch. his gentle hands explored her body as her skin erupted in goosebumps. Whenever he would lay a nimble kiss to the back of her neck, all of her hairs would stand on end. Whenever he would place a calming hand on her knee, it would send a shiver down her spine. She fit so perfectly into him.

Chris's hands traveled down to her ass and squeezed gently, earning a gasp from her. He smirked into the kiss and gently pulled on the back of her thighs signaling her to jump. The second her legs circled his waist the kiss grew sloppy. Both of them hungry for something more. He traveled over towards the couch and plopped down gently earning a yelp from her, now straddling him, causing her to pull away.

She had a lazy smile on her face as Chris admired her. His hands rubbed up and down her thighs and settled on her hips. "You dont know what you do to me" His voice was gruff yet hushed. She rested her hands up his chest.

His eyes said so much. They spoke volumes of things he could never even put into words. He couldnt understand how someone as delicate and precious as you could ever even take a second glance at him. Yet here you were, in his arms, falling more in love every single day.

Chris couldnt even remember who he was before this. Before you. Before hands in tangled hair and bodys wrapped in one another. He couldn’t remember who he had been, what used to occupy his mind and thoughts, what feelings used to plague him before your being took over his whole body, mind and soul. Every second of every day, every waking thought. Every sun and moon, every dream and every nightmare was you.

He placed one more gentle kiss on her lips. "god, i love you so much".

She giggled. "i love you more".

"I love you most".

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EEEEKKKK. first ever fic lmk what you think!!! 🫶

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[deonsx]

If They Seduce You On Your Anniversary

Feat: Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Nikolai

Content: Nsfw, Smut

Dazai Osamu

You were walking home tired. Today was your anniversary and you bought a gift for Dazai. Hoping that he would like it, you tried to go home before him, but when you opened the door, you saw candles lighting up every part of the house. "So, someone came before me," you curled your lips and smiled

Following the candles, you looked at the roses on your bed under the yellow light burning in your bedroom. You narrowed your eyes happily, looking at the empty room. Suddenly, you were pulled back from your waist by the hand coming from behind you, and the smell of your lover's perfume filled your nose, he laid his head on your neck and hugged you tightly from behind

"Finally you are here my beautiful bella" he gave you kisses from behind and took your hand and turned you towards him you could finally see osamu's face those two brown irises shining like gold looking at you with love, "I'm lucky to have you osamu dazai" this made your boyfriend's grin increase and made you look at him allowed him to embrace

He took you in his arms and laid you on the bed, you started to undress accompanied by the scent of roses, you did not forget to leave bites on your skin, he pulled you into a deep kiss and the brunette slid his own hands on you, caressing your beautiful body and skin. He got on top of you and slowly ripped your underwear off your skin “Time for some pleasure my love” you heard him giggle and that made you even more eager for him

He teased you before shoving his cock inside you, which angered you enough "Osamu Please..!" You called out to him with a slight nod of your head "I'll give you the pleasure easily this time darling" he licked his lips as he slowly entered you, back and forth quickly the sounds of skin filling the room your breathing sounds changed to his rhythm "Oh my god! you look so beautiful" he mockingly said what he had. exalted "I will fuck you until the morning my love"

Chuuya Nakahara

Today was your anniversary and you had completely forgotten about it. The thing that made you remember was that your boyfriend was approaching you with his house decorated with candles. You cursed yourself thousands of times and wanted to get angry, but your boyfriend didn't seem angry about this situation. "Hmm, you seem to have forgotten the situation... then" he paused. and licked his lips with his tongue

"You have to give me a nice show, my love" you didn't expect a horny person to come out of that romantic man, you were stunned for a moment, your boyfriend extended his hand to you and left you no choice but to hold him, he dragged you with your steps to the room and made sure to close the door hard behind you, while you gently pushed him onto the bed, he was out of it. He seemed very happy that you forgot this anniversary

"I need to sweeten my mouth after a long day at work" with this sentence you blushed from ear to ear and rubbed your legs together. You slowly tugged on the slightly tight work dress you were wearing while looking away. "Please don't tell me you're embarrassed...I know what you're thinking." He couldn't help but stare. He quickly laid you down on the bed. He got on top of you and opened your clothes slightly

"Nice perfume, but today the place I will leave bites is different." He spoke to you lustfully while pulling up your skirt, his hand moved towards your underwear and that's when he paused, "Wet already?" this made him giggle and he buried his head between your legs "stay still beautiful or you'll make me eat you out until morning"

Fyodor Dostoyevski

At the end of the night, you bought a special dress for your anniversary night and you got ready with it and headed home. When you opened the door of the house, everything was dark, that means your boyfriend Fyodor had not arrived yet. "Did he forget...?" While you were thinking to yourself, footsteps came from inside and as the moonlight hit the living room, his purple eyes matched the dress you were wearing

“Моя прекрасная леди, вы наконец оказали мне честь” (My beautiful lady, you have finally honored me) He loved talking to you in Russian, even though you didn't speak Russian, you could understand what he was saying from his face. His hands wrapped around your waist and pulled down the strap of your beautiful dress. "Impatient," you said while hissing at him

He quickly grabbed you by your legs, picked you up in his arms and quickly carried you to the bedroom. Normally it is impossible to see him like this. On the contrary, he is very patient and serious. "I need to open my New Year's present?" you glared at him as he laid you down on the bed "I haven't given you your gift yet" a confident grin appeared on his face "you're wrong..he's standing right in front of me”

He quickly opened the zipper of your dress and revealed your beautiful skin. He left bites on your beautiful neck that you are sure will not leave a mark tomorrow morning. "Fedya, I see you are very excited tonight." You made fun of him, but he did not speak. His hand wrapped around your neck slowly and hard, and while doing this, he continued to leave bites on your body. "Oh, you are already wet…I didn't know you had a masochistic side, dear”

Nikolai Gogol

It was a night you had been planning for a long time... your anniversary night, you were so excited to surprise him. It was hard for you to do it because you had to do it secretly from your boyfriend. You prepared a nice hotel night and now you were on your way. You checked into the hotel and quickly took the room card and held it to the door to prepare the room. The door opened, but with the smell of perfume from inside

You couldn't believe your eyes when you entered the room. "Nikolai!? What are you doing here?" Nikolai shook his head. "You are very bad at hiding things from me, my dear." You felt demoralized. He had rejected this beautiful feast that you had been arranging for him for months. "These were supposed to be surprises, Nikolai." He understood your seriousness when you said your name. "I've been trying for you for a long time, but you're ruining it all." You thought about leaving the room for a moment, but his colorful eyes had already poisoned you with his magic

He narrowed his eyes and examined your facial expression, then he took a deep breath and stood up, "I know, darling, I know you did all of this for me." You were very angry with him and you were about to cry because the plan you had been making for months was ruined. Your boyfriend looked at you as if he was taking pleasure in your filled eyes and then he caressed the area under your eyes with his hand, "I'm sorry." "Honey, I will make you forgive me." He slowly leaned you against the wall and covered your eyes with gentle kisses, then he held you in his arms and gave you bites. "What do you want, dear, what can I give you?" You listened carefully to this question he asked and whispered in his ear, "Maybe this time you should be the one on the bottom, my love”

Enjoy!

Thanks for your request @perfectlyjollyland

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[livelaughloveloak]

𓂅 WISHUROSES ⊰ 🎡

𖦹 pairing : earth1610!miles morales x reader

𖦹 summary : random scenarios and headcanons of miles as your boyfriend

𖦹 author's note : y'all I'm literally running out of ideas so I would appreciate it if you guys sent me some requests 😭 btw this isn't proofread

you and him definitely have a snapstreak but it was on accident. he randomly snapped you and you'd snap him back on a daily so now you two are just stuck with a 200+ snapstreak.

he bought you a Polaroid camera for your birthday and you ended up using up most of the film on him.

you have the pictures up on the board hanging up in your room

HE'S A COMPLETE SWEET HEARTTTT through actions or through text he'll show his love for you either way.

you pulled back from the tight hug miles pulled you into and looked up at his face. "miles you have that smug look on your face again." you poked his cheek and laughed. miles gasped and was quick to defend himself although he was in fact smiling like an idiot. "I do not!!"

if he's not busy with spiderman business, school, family problems, or hanging out with you then he's busy texting you instead.

he might go to an advanced private school but he refuses to write sentences properly.

you'd receive messages from him like these

inaminit

whaddup

nuhuh

luv u

wya?

he'll abuse the living hell out of emojis when texting you

"yup 😎😎😎😎😎😎💪💪💪"

"wdym no ☹️☹️😒😒🤨🤨🤨"

omw Mami 😋😋😋🤟🏿🤟🏿🤟🏿🤟🏿🤟🏿🤟🏿

he'll ask you for help when it's washday for his hair. his scalp is sensitive so you make sure to be extra careful

he has your contact saved as mi alma. one time his mom saw the contact name pop up on his phone and questioned him about it. he freaked out and started blabbering nonsense

he tells you stories about his adventures when his uncle aaron was still alive.

he has a picture of you as his wallpaper and a pic of you guys together as his lockscreen

he draws you two matching pfps

will definitely give you a new drawing everytime he can

was sweating bullets when he finally revealed to you that he was spiderman.

the pressure was quickly lifted off of his shoulders once you said that you accepted him and understood.

he's still scared that you'd be his canon event and swears he'll never let you die

"even if I have to destroy this universe as long as you're alive I'll be alright." you pinched his cheek and smiled. "don't be silly miles" a groan escaped his mouth as you giggled. "mami stopppp I'm being serious right now."

he let's you win in games just to see you happy but if it's basketball he's not gonna hold back 😭🙏

has his face buried in your neck while sleeping. he says it's because "I'm cold and you just happen to be warm" but yet again it's the middle of summer.

will be jumping up and down our of joy when you bought him new Jordans for his birthday

he has a bracelet with your name engraved into it and he wears it proudly

his phone album is filled with pictures of you. you and him fight eachother whenever you catch him trying to take a candid 0.5 picture of you

he 100% calls you "my heart"

says the most old man type of comebacks when playfully arguing with you

"yeah well you can go kick rocks!!"

"boohoo buckaroo"

"too bad so sad"

"nuh uh" or in other times "yuh huh"

"whatever pal"

"listen here buddy"

you two wear matching pajamas when you have sleepovers

don't get me started on this man and saying the "rizz" jokes...

"rizzanator is what I am"

"let's have a rizz off"

"call me the rizzmaster"

he'll airdrop you the most random memes and burst out laughing when seeing your reaction

he gifted you a promise ring with both of your initials engraved into it as an anniversary gift

miles won you a teddy bear in a fair and now you both call it your "child"

don't expect to get a warning because miles will randomly FaceTime you out of nowhere.

he'd give you a spiderman suit so you could match with him

when you first met his mom she liked you without hesitation and asked to take a picture with you. she made miles take the picture 😭

overall a sweet guy and will give you the princess treatment you deserve!!

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July 4, 2023 | All rights reserved to @livelaughloveloak • Do not repost, reupload, translate, modify, or claim any of my work as your own. ✮

art in the polaroids are made by purpletunabread on twitter and koscribbls on instagram

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