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lotus-n-l0ve · 10 months

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Random but like imagine you having a sweet dream of your favorite food so you took a bite, and in reality you actually bit your s/o 😭 may I request headcanons with Samuel, Gun, and Jake?

I know it's been sooo looooong. I'm so sorry for that but I just couldn't think of anything. Here is the fic. Hope you like it 💕

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐈𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩

— Samuel, Gun, Jake x Reader

☯ SYNOPSIS : When you bite them in your sleep thinking they are food.

☯ WARNINGS : cursing, Samuel is a babygirl, reader got slapped, Gun's part is short as fuck, pet names, Jake is the epitome of green flag.

☯ NOTE FROM LOTUS : Hey guys, this one was in my ask for so long but I could not think anything. If you like the fics please leave a like comment and reblong. Follow me for more like this.

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 || 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐎

If you bite his cheeks, even in sleep, get ready for punishment because he is a babygirl and we all know that. Samuel takes special care of his beauty. He spends millions on his skin care and even if it's you, he ain't letting anyone fuck with his skin.

So, that's what happened. One moment you were dreaming about your favourite food and the next moment you are thrown out of the bed with a stinging cheek.

You stare at Samuel, who was breathing heavily while caressing his right cheek, feeling confused as fuck. Then it hit you, your burning cheet like someone had hit you.

"Sammy, What the hell!" You exclaimed loudly as you stared at your boyfriend with betrayal written all over your face, "Why did you slap me?"

"Why did you bite me?" He snapped back, rubbing his skin.

"I was dreaming about my favourite food. How would I know it's your crusty, dusty cheeks."

Samuel gasped, dramatically long, before glaring at you, "You take that back —"

Thus began a bekering that lasted till morning. Samuel and you went to your respective work sleep deprived.

𝐆𝐔𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊

Gun stirred from sleep when he felt something nibbling his cheeks. He blinked his eyes open and adjusted to the darkness, he saw you, who was wrapped in his arm, nibbling his cheek.

He frowned in confusion. What the fuck! He was sure he fed you more than enough and you didn't have any flesh eating kink, did you?

Gun slapped your face slightly, "Oi dumbass, The fuck are you doing?"

Instead of waking up you mumbled some nonchalant nonsense and went back to sleep. Gun decided that it was not worth giving up his precious sleep so, he too went back to sleep. He would deal with you in the morning.

𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐌

It was middle of the night when Jake's slumber broke when he felt a sharp pain in his fingers. His eyes snapped open, looking for danger. He sighed in relief when he saw everything was clear. Then what was the reason, he woke up?

Just then another shart pain came. Jake followed the source and saw you biting his fingers.

Jake shook your shoulder gently, "Bub? Wake up, baby."

You moaned in your sleep, not wanting to wake up but Jake was persistent and you had to wake up at last.

"Jake? What happened?" You mumbled in your sleep as you turned to lie on your back.

"Did you have your dinner tonight, bub?"

Jake gave you a pointing look when you stayed silent. You definitely skipped dinner. When he came back home you were already dead asleep so he assumed that you already had dinner.

"What is this baby? I told you that you should always have your meals at right time."

Your heart sank at the disappointing look on his face.

You quickly sat up on the bed, "Jake, I'm so sorry. I just wasn't hungry at that time."

"Well, are you hungry now?"

You nodded your head sheepishly. Jake chuckled at you and picked you up in his arms. You quickly wrapped your legs around his waist to support yourself.

He asked, walking to the kitchen, "Then let's go and get my baby fed. You want some ramen? Or tteokbokki?"

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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Lookism characters with a male reader with squishable looking chests or/and butts

Lookism characters

Headcanons

Since theres a million different Lookism characters I just picked a some of my faves.

Zack Lee

Zack is the type who definitely notices and takes a peek every now and then, but he wouldn’t go out of his way to touch you unless he’s completely sure that’s what you want.

He also glares at anyone who looks at you wrong or talks lewdly about you. He will start fights if he has too, even after his training with Gongseob, that’s one of the few ways to make Zack see red. You’ll have to pull him away or tell him to stop when he gets like this, best way to do so is to hug him, maybe give him a kiss.

Vasco/Euntae Lee

Vasco takes his respect juice, so he would never touch or grab without being strictly allowed too. Honestly in the beginning he probably didn’t even realize, since he’s well… Vasco. He would realize how others leer at you though, and glare at them because staring like that makes them a bad guy.

But when he does realize he’s the type to be flushed about it, but again he would never stare to grab unless you tell him he’s allowed too. Then he’s more likely to use your chest as a pillow.

Warren Chae

Another one who devours the respect juice, you left him speechless the first time you met and he had to put great efforts into introducing himself, always scolds himself for looking at your chest or butt.

Even after you started dating, he always catches himself looking and immediately looking away with a blush, at some point your gonna have to just pull him to your chest and let him rest his head there as he goes beet red. After this he will allow himself to look, and even touch, but he’s still shy.

Vin Jin

Vin never stopped himself from looking since he’s wearing sunglasses, but he can’t see very well with them on, so he probably never realized just how squishy and touchable your chest and butt was. He will throw down with anyone who talks about you though, since you’re his partner.

Then the first time he takes his glasses off around you, he says and audible “damn…” when he sees. This results in you smacking him and he just laughs and hugs you, of course copping a feel because how can he not when you are right there.

Jake Kim

Can’t stop himself form looking every now and then, because how can he not when your so attractive to him, he enjoys when you sit on his lap too since he can support your weight with a hand under your butt, but he doesn’t grope you just hold you.

He doesn’t take anyone talking lewdly about you or catcalling you well, and because your Jakes boyfriend the rest of Big Deal wouldn’t put up with it either. Afterwards he makes sure your alright, please hug him, he wont initiate it himself but he loves it.

Sinu Han

The biggest respect juice drinker, would never look at your chest or butt because he wouldn’t want to be that type of creep, though he has to admit you are very attractive. He would at times make you wear his jacket or clothes, not to cover up but because he likes when you wear his stuff.

Is in absolute heaven if you let him rest his head on your chest or your butt, he just wraps his arms around you and lays there in his own little world. Please kiss his forehead and brush his bangs out of his face, he’s so sweet to you.

Johan Seong

So blushy and flustered, especially if you wear tight shirts or pants around him. To everyone else Johan is tough and scary, but to you he’s just sweet and so embarrassed because he has no idea how this whole dating thing works.

You’ll have to tell him its okay to look and touch, and after that he always has his hand in your back pocket or rests his head against your chest when he’s had a long day. You are his favorite pillow in the world.

Hudson Ahn

Hudson would never be the type to stare or touch you since he’s worked in places that had a lot of those creeps and he’s always looked down on them. This also results in him being protective of you when those creeps look your way.

Has made you wear his jacket more than once to cover you from prying eyes as he goes to deal with said creeps. Hudson is also the type to walk around with his hand in your back pocket or on your hip, not to cop a feel like many others would but just to be close to you.

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randynova · 2 years

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𝐄𝐠𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧

sᴀᴍᴜᴇʟ sᴇᴏ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ? : ʏᴇs

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𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑆𝑎𝑚𝑢𝑒𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑖�� 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠.

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s): ᴀɴɢsᴛ, ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ sᴍᴜᴛ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ

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𝐴.𝑁.: 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑒’𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 @beautifulbreaddream ! 𝐻𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑖𝑡!

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When will the ego of a man be considered too grand, or too small even? Will it be when he puts his business before his beloved?

Perhaps when he sacrifices pawns left and right to reach his dream by any means necessary? Or how about when he refuses to admit he's at fault for the outcome before him? Only he knows.

But Samuel doesn’t know.

He pushed the girl he loves most aside for power, afterall. He betrayed everyone he ever befriended in his path if it meant he would succeed in the end. With a bloody concussion or a bullet to the back, Samuel did what he believed was necessary.

However, in terms of romance, he never betrayed you. Well, not in the sense he did to most.

Samuel swept you off your feet and pampered you, showing you a tender, loving side he never expressed to anyone. The member of the Workers, with his notorious stoic expression and twisted fighting spirit, surprised you with how caring and gentle he could be — but it soon melted away the more you two got closer. Every kiss had been immersed in a passionate fire the man held for you, spilling every blissful emotion that welled up within his body whenever he was by your side into each one, leaving you breathless every time. Words of sorrow and anger soon turned to ones of rapture and enchantment as you two became engrossed in conversation, his dark eyes holding nothing but warmth and fondness as he gazed at you.

In the privacy of the bedroom, it still remained the same. From the trailing calloused hands that were always on the small of your back, they were now firmly wrapped around your hips and pressed against your windpipe. The broad chest and taut arms that once protected you from the unforgiving world of crime, now pressed your knees to your chest as he folded you in-half, burying himself deep inside your cunt until he spilled load after load of his fertile seed — all while whispering sweet praises of how beautiful you looked, cooing with a smile from how well you were taking him, making sure he brought you closer to another mind-shattering orgasm with every roll of his hips. And as you gushed around him, juices running down your thighs and adding to the growing puddle of fluids, pathetically crying out for him as he continued to ram into you, Samuel never grew tired as he lost himself in your body nor did he stray from making sure you were always satisfied.

Thus, one can understand why walking away would not be so easy. It started off perfect, almost like one was in a dream, so you stayed despite how different he became later on.

Even when he began to cancel all your dates, started to miss every dinner, and soon ignored your attempts to spend time together, you stayed.

You stayed, despite his growing and consistent absence. You stayed, despite his lack of effort and distant behavior. You stayed, despite him no longer trying to hide the fact that your body is the only form of use to him, treating you no different than a common whore around the corner.

Treating you nothing more than a cocksleeve that is only good for saitiating his needs and keeping him warm at night.

You stayed, despite him no longer doing the same for you.

Every kiss in the morning became a big check on the table, signed in big bold letters 'Samuel Seo' with a small note accompanying it saying, "Buy yourself something pretty." A small way of him saying, 'Look presentable, I have a company dinner we have to attend'.

Every night you spent in his loving arms, entangling your legs together, giggling like kids, became you sleeping in a cold bed, only to wake up to an empty side. Your eyes water as you see the sheets either being fumbled or untouched, depending if your boyfriend stayed out late with his superiors or had to meet deadlines that week — so you’re told.

Every embrace became forced, his arms snaking around your waist, squeezing your sides in an attempt for him to weaken you for a brief moment, pressing chaste kisses against your neck, pulling you to into the false promise that he “would change, that he loves you”, only to lead to the man pumping his thick cock in and out your slick cunt, finishing inside but not bothering to stick around to make sure you're okay as he got a phone call for "another business meeting" he has to attend to — immediately.

Every text you sent became a pathetic mirage of you trying to talk to your beloved and wish him a good morning, being met with short replies or being left on read.

Every "I love you" became nothing more than a distant memory as Samuel was always gone, always busy, yet in the case he was home was always met with an empty expression and flat voice — "Me too…"

Everything you used to do together before he became vice-president became almost like a chore to Samuel. As if staying with you or taking care of his girlfriend was a favor.

So, the question again goes.

When will the ego of a man be considered too grand, or too small even?

Will it be when he puts his business before his beloved?

Perhaps when he sacrifices pawns left and right to reach his dream by any means necessary?

Or how about when he refuses to admit he's at fault for the outcome before him?

Only he knows.

Samuel now knows.

He knows because of his ego, he lost the only person he truly cared about in the wretched world.

He let his pride come before you and now, he holds your fading form in his arms, blood dribbling from your clothes as your body struggles to keep you alive with the silver bullets plunged in your stomach. Your head laid against his chest, weakly clutching onto his shirt as he attempted to put pressure on the wound.

For once, he didn't know what to do. He racked his brain for answers, solutions, anything — but nothing. Samuel and you were far from any hospital, any means of transportation long gone and closed, and both of you were practically alone.

Alone. Fuck. Why don't he take someone with him?! He thought.

You struggle to breathe, taking in shaky gasps of air as with every rise of your chest, a wave of new pain washed over you. Your lungs crackle as you try to keep quiet, yet you could hardly keep your eyes open, much less control your breathing. The wheezes slipping past your lips almost taunted your beloved as he shook, his gaze shifting back and forth to the gushing wound and back to your tired eyes.

"Samuel…," you whisper, trying to hold your head up as you feel yourself start to slip away. He ignored you, babbling to himself as he tried his best to stop the blood from seeping out. Once again, you call out to him, "Sam…"

Samuel shook his head fervently, deciding that the only chance to save you was to run with you in his arms. "No, no, no, please, [Name], darling, d-don't fall asleep, okay? D-Don't fall asleep, don't close your eyes on me!” He shouts, trying to stay calm as he hoists you up and holds you close, running back in the direction he came, ignoring the thick raindrops now pelting his body. “H..Help is coming, you just have to try and stay awake…!"

"But, I'm… I'm so tired… Can't I close them…?" You inhale deeply, eyes falling shut and slowly fluttering open. "Just for a bit…?"

“No, darling, not until we get to the hospital! Just…Just…” The oxygen in Samuel’s lungs began to dissipate faster than he anticipated, only further enraging him as his body began to betray him in his time of need. A choked sob left him, but his feet still pounded against the wet concrete, even as he began to struggle.

A faint laugh reached his ears and finally, Samuel looked down at you. He was met with glossy eyes and a trembling smile. “Y’know….I never thought… you would only cry when I'm like this, Samuel… Not even once did I imagine it… Not even… if we got married... " Your smile fell and you let out a sob , frowning as tears started to cascade down your cheeks. “I thought… you didn’t love–love me anymore… hah…”

"No! Please, no! Don't say that, idiot! We… We'll get married, okay? When you get better, we'll get married and have the biggest wedding Gangdong has ever seen, okay? Gonna… Gonna make you the prettiest bride ever…"

"And… and have lots of kids…," you whimper, giving a weak grin. He gives a strained laugh, nodding. "I.. I hope… we have a kid.. just like you, Samuel…"

Samuel stopped in his tracks and slowly, he crouched down. He laid your lower half on the concrete, supporting your head with his chest as your back rested against his forearm. The two of you now sat in the middle of the street, the sound of the pouring rain engulfing you two.

You continued to speak to the best of your ability, tiredly putting a hand to his face, only for it to start slipping. Quickly, he put his own hand over yours, holding it to his cheek as he attempted to feel your gentle touch as long as possible. "I hope they're kind and… sweet, like you… smart and ambitious… just like their father…,” you said quietly, head lulling. Samuel bites his bottom lip, grinding his teeth and giving your hand a tight squeeze. Your breathing became ragged, your chest hardly moving as you lost more blood. Yet, even in the face of death, you still held the same smile he fell in love with. "Perfect just like you…"

With the last bit of strength, you whisper the six words he always took for granted, driving the wedge into his heart deeper. "I.. I love you… Samuel… s-so... much. I…"

“Shh, [Name], don’t….okay? I love you too. So fucking much…. And I’m so sorry… for everything” He cries, tears learning his vision. If only he wasn’t blinded with his selfish desires, perhaps then would you be in your shared home, safe and sound.

However, Samuel would never know the alternate reality. Eyes falling shut, a smile of content stays on your face as you relax against your beloved, your arm falling limp as you take your final breath.

Time stopped in that moment as you passed and all Samuel could do was lament.

All he could do was regret every choice he made and mourn for the loss of the only girl he ever cared for — you.

With a heavy heart, he became even more malicious and twisted, drowning himself in his work, trying to forget your face, yet he could never escape. Your smile plagued his dreams and nightmares, no amount of alcohol could make him forget you, no matter how hard he tried. Samuel could never stop loving you, even in death.

The tattoos you once loved grew as he inked his skin more and more, painting his flesh with your name yet never daring to have his gaze linger on it for too long, knowing he would start to cry and fall deeper into the pool of sorrow. So on the days he did, he would be alone and drink, reminiscing of his past.

Yet, sometimes late at night, he swore he saw you in front of him, having him reach out and try to grab you, crying out your name, only for him to realize his mind was playing tricks on him.

And with his ego, Samuel knew he lost.

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©ʀᴀɴᴅʏɴᴏᴠᴀ || ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ || ɴᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs, ᴇᴅɪᴛs, ᴄᴏᴘʏɪɴɢ, ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛɪɴɢ, ᴇᴛᴄ. ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜᴍsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇs.

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jjtheclown555 · 10 months

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would anyone read a fic abt a high school girl (could be reader or not idk) that works for charles choi as his unreliable "assistant." he says that shes his assistant but her actual job is dealing with situations that either gun and goo cant handle or charles choi doesnt want them to handle.

a massive conflict between the crews that needs to be dealt with quickly and without unnecessary bloodshed? shes the one he sends to take care of it.

she would be obnoxiously strong for a teenage girl. i get the vibe she never even did actual fighting training. she probably did a lot of dance growing up and had some anger issues so she learned pretty quickly how well dance transfers into violence.

i just wanna write a little story about a little teenage girl that at the age of 12 got bored of fighting because she could beat a gang of grown ass men in under 5 minutes. i want an insanely overpowered teenage girl where everyone in the gang world will run away from her because they dont want to leave in a body bag BUT in reality shes like 16 and thinks fighting is boring so she just plays pokemon all day at work and school and just wants to enjoy her music or tv shows in PEACE.

would anyone be interested??

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junggunz · 10 months

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not just you and me | 🔞

just straight up filth. proceed with caution and don't say i didn't warn you.

──★ ˙ ̟JAKE AND SAMUEL

The one sided competition between Samuel and Jake was no secret. It was one of the things that Samuel had a hard time hiding. So, naturally, you can’t help but push his buttons and wonder aloud if Jake was better than him in the bedroom. The latter had never paid any mind to the imaginary feud between them but once the teasing words leave your mouth, he’s intrigued.

Not because he has anything to prove, but solely due to the fact Jake has been waiting for you to give him a chance. Jake had already heard from Samuel about the few drunk slip ups where he got lucky, and ever since then Jake had been waiting for his turn. Even if he had to share you with Samuel this time, it would have to suffice for the time being.

Your legs are spread, with Jake settled between them; your back in an impossible arch as he holds your hips firmly, pulling you onto his mouth. The first time you cum on his tongue, all you can think about is how quick it happens. The second time he makes you orgasm, you start to feel a little bit dizzy—by the third one, you’re delirious and can barely focus on using your own mouth to suck off Samuel.

“You think he’s better than me, don’t you?” He chuckles bitterly, stroking your hair as he looks down at your trembling body that was still being pleased with Jake’s lips and tongue, but this time with the addition of his long fingers. So selfishly lost in your own bliss, you can’t even formulate a response to Samuel as your moans pour freely from your mouth when you pull away from Samuel once again, your hand quickly jerking off his slick cock; coated in the most obscene amount of your saliva.

“Fuuck—” You gasp out, feeling the pad of Jake’s thumb circling your clit while he eases his fingers into you. Samuel watches—totally just to see the way your body responds, not because he wants to see Jake’s methodology for getting you so delirious— an amused smirk tugs at his lips seeing how much of a mess you’ve made. You’re pathetically writhing against the sheets, rolling your hips against Jake’s fingers as they press into your sweet spot; deliberately pushing yourself to overstimulation because there was just something about Jake’s tender touch that had you fiending for more.

Samuel lets you have the pleasure of cumming on Jake’s fingers one more time before he’s moving around; the latter looking just as confused as you but still following Samuel’s lead anyway. The two of them exchange a couple hushed words between each other while you lay lithe against the bed. So fucked out and your throat sore from a combination of moaning so much and having Samuel ramming into your esophagus, you can’t find it in you to make any sort of noise of surprise when Jake suddenly lifts you up off the bed. Biceps flexing as he hooks his arms under your knees, you immediately cling on to him for support, your eyes reflecting a mix of excitement and curiosity.

“Just focus on me.” Jake tells you gently, leaning to capture your lips in a languid lip lock that has your body going slack in his hold. For a split second, you feel his hard length grazing your inner thigh right before it slips right into the sopping wet hole he just stretched out with his fingers. Moaning into his mouth, your once slack limbs are tensing up as you hold on to him tighter. With Jake kissing you so heatedly and the slick warmth of your walls wrapped around his cock, your senses are too overwhelmed to even think about what’s happening behind you.

You don’t hear the plastic lid of the lube bottle flip open. You don’t hear the loud squelch of the bottle being squeezed as Samuel smears the viscous liquid all over his fingers. And you barely even notice him easing his now lubed up fingers into the puckered rim of your ass. Jake had managed to get you so wet, your arousal seeped out of your pussy and thoroughly coated your other hole.

As much as the little green monster of jealous whispers nasty thoughts into Samuel’s ear, he does a good job ignoring it. The fact that Jake was getting his sloppy seconds coupled along with the fact you were finally letting him have your other hole was enough to keep his ego comfortably inflated. Taking his spot behind you with his chest pressed up against your back, Samuel retracts his fingers from your ass only to slip his cock inside; a rush of pride coursing through him when you break your kiss with Jake to toss your head back with a breathy moan when he breaches the extremely tight opening.

The feeling of your ass being stretched open by Samuel’s fat cock should have hurt. Even through your lust riddled mind, you knew that. But when he’s fully embedded inside the cavity, all you feel is a slight discomfort from being filled with not one but two very impressive dicks. Your cheeks flush as you realize that the only way this was able to be a pleasant experience was because of how wet you were.

Now, all that was left for you to figure out was if it was the flair of sensuality Jake approached you with or if it was Samuel’s rough hands that knew exactly how to work your body that had gotten you the most excited. Perhaps you would need a couple more sessions to come to a decisive conclusion.

──★ ˙ ̟GUN AND GOO

At the hands of two sadists with very different attitudes yet share the commonality of finding pleasure in the sight of you totally wrecked beneath them, you should have expected this.

“Do you really think both of us will fit in here?” Gun asks, his hands spreading apart the globes of your ass to get a better look at your sopping pussy that was greedily slurping up his length with every thrust. Your hole was stretched out around his cock like an elastic band; gripping him tightly and looking like it would snap if anything else tried to overextend it.

“I don’t see why not, she seems nice and tenderized.” Goo responds cheekily as he looks down at your body, on all fours while he occupies your mouth and his raven haired counterpart is rutting into you from behind. “Have you been keeping track of how many times you’ve came already?” He directs his question to you as he momentarily slips his length out of your mouth and awaits your answer.

“Lost count after the fourth time.” You murmur shyly, avoiding Goo’s gaze; already knowing he was gonna make fun of you for it.

“See? Already so cockdrunk she couldn’t get past the number four! I say we do it.” He laughs, speaking to Gun as if you weren’t even there before slapping the head of his cock against your lips and encouraging you to take him back inside your warm cavern. Swollen lips glossed over with drool encase his length once again, hollowing your cheeks as you suck him off; moans rumbling in your throat from the way Gun was simultaneously ramming into you from behind. Mind fogged over, you don’t know how much longer things continue on like this until you feel your walls squeeze around the cock inside you,

From behind you can hear Gun scoff in amusement before he slips out of you and Goo follows suit, leaving you feeling empty. The emptiness was short lived—much to the contradictory feelings of relief and dismay that muddle your brain. With a bit of repositioning, you find yourself on Gun’s lap, his dick deep in your guts once more as you look down at him with a dazed expression and still trying to make sense of what was happening. He slowly bucks into you as if he was trying to test the waters before you feel another set of hands on your torso, realizing that Goo was now behind you. For someone who didn’t have a serious bone in his body, you didn’t think he would follow through with the dirty idea he suggested to his comrade.

Gun feels your body tense up the moment Goo taps the head of his cock against your butt and sighs softly, his hands going to cup your cheeks and force you to focus on his dark eyes boring into yours.

“Relax or it’s gonna hurt.” He tells you. It’s meant to be comforting but you perceive an underlying sense of threat. It was hard to tell whether you imagined it or not because you knew both of them definitely got off to you crying. But either way, you still try your hardest to release the tension in your body.

Slick with lube, Goo’s slippery cock squeezes in against Gun who was already comfortably nestled within you. The fit is tighter than usual and has both of them groaning, fighting the urge to start moving within you immediately. However they weren’t that mean. They give you as much time as you need to adjust to being totally stuffed like this.

Once you give them the green light, Gun and Goo move in tandem, the timing of their thrusts perfectly synced with each other as they stuff your pussy with both of their cocks. With both of them inside you at the same time, sensitive spots you didn’t even know existed within your walls are being stimulated at once make the experience more pleasurable than you could have imagined. You’re making a mess on both of them as you lascivious sounds pour from your pretty lips.

Though Goo isn’t able to see the dumb smile of pure bliss plastered on your face as you’re getting wrecked, he’s convinced that he has the best spot. From the way your ass bounces every time he snaps into you, how your pussy leaves a sticky trail of your juices on him and the way your hole can barely contain the two cocks filling you.

This was truly one of the best ideas he’s had in a while; and Gun would agree.

──★ ˙ ̟WARREN AND ELI

“Why are you using those fingers?” Eli asks critically, his brows furrowing and the hand stroking his length losing speed as he watched Warren ease his middle and index fingers into your pussy.

“What?” The latter responds, attention currently being held by the way your walls eagerly sucked in the digits; a small purr of content falling from you when he starts to leisurely thrust them in and out of you. Eli sighs softly and moves to kneel between your legs beside Warren, grabbing his wrist before rather aggressively yanking his fingers out. Eli is quick to fill you back up with his own fingers— using the middle and ring— then curling them inside you, immediately pressing into your g-spot and causing a drawn out moan to pour from you.

“If you do it like this— ” Eli instructs, thrusting his fingers into you with precise yet strong movements that make your thighs quiver and your moans come more frequently and more shrill. Warren watches each flick of Eli’s expert wrist, making mental notes of how easily you become a wreck beneath him but it doesn’t deter him from wrapping his hand around his needy length; idly pumping it as he listens to the wet slapping noises created by Eli’s palm smacking against your sticky snatch.

“— She cums just like that.” Eli finishes as your back arches off the bed while the most debauched sound of pleasure leaves you. He pulls away from you just as suddenly as he approaches you and once again, Warren is placed in charge of making you cum.

Utilizing what was just demonstrated before him, Warren dips his fingers back into your still sensitive hole and causes a small mewl to fall from your swollen lips. He repeats the same exact motions Eli had just shown and you feel yourself nearing your second orgasm impossibly quick. What catches you by surprise is when Warren places his free hand on your tummy right below your navel, pressing down firmly as his fingers jackhammer in and out of your cunt. A series of whines and squeals escape you as you thrash about but Warren does a good job of keeping you in place until a clear stream of fluid is avulsed from your loins as you squirt all over his fingers; your wetness dripping down his forearms.

You’re trembling and gasping after the intense finish, your vision blurred by the tears that welled up in your eyes.

“Have you done that?” Warren asks Eli with a smug grin, slowly withdrawing his fingers from you.

“With my fingers? No. With my dick? Plenty of times. Let’s see if you can do the same.” The latter chuckles with a loose shrug, settling beside you and guiding your hand to his cock. Slick with a combination of his spit, your spit, and probably some precum, you waste no time stroking Eli as you try to even out your breathing from the back to back orgasms you were gifted with.

While you’re busy with that, Warren grabs you by the hips, lifting you up slightly so your butt is flush with his thighs before easing his length into you. The stretch makes you whimper, but your pace doesn’t falter as you continue to pump Eli in your hand. Not too long after, Warren is snapping his hips into yours; each one of your moans fueling him to venture deeper and faster into you. His thick cock reaches even deeper than his fingers could and it has tears of pure elation streaking your face. Throbbing inside of your gushing walls, Warren’s head falls back with a low moan while his fingertips surely leave behind bruises on your hips. The sight of you so selfishly lost in your own euphoria has Eli pulsing in your palm, more of his precum spilling from his tip and allowing you to stroke him faster. But even as the both of you were aware of your impending climaxes looming on the horizon, the look of dark lust clouding Eli’s usually gentle eyes let you know that he was going to get his turn with you very soon.

an: oh my god???

#lookism smut #lookism x reader #lookism fanfic #lookism imagines #lookism gun x reader #gun x reader #lookism goo x reader #goo x reader #park jonggun x reader #park jonggun smut #kim joongoo x reader #kim joongoo smut #samuel seo x reader #jake kim x reader #samuel seo smut #eli jang x reader #warren chae x reader #junggunz.txt

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janghyungf · 4 months

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BOMBOCL-

ALL THESE FINE MEN THESE DAYS

#lookism spoiler #seongji yuk #seongji yuk lookism #vin jin lookism #lookism 482 #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism imagines

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thefiery-phoenix · 1 month

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YANDERE SEONGJI YUK HEADCANONS

After he escaped from the grasp of the Shaman and from the Cheonlinag village, he found his solace by himself on the mountain and felt at peace till is peace got disrupted by a ragtag group of unruly teenagers who thought of him as their teacher and decided to stick around him who called themselves the Cheonliang family. Finding love was the LAST thing he ever had on his mind, he was born with an extra finger in his hand and foot was supposedly destined to be the Yaksha for that brat of a Shaman's son Taejin till he decided to say screw it and wanted to forge his own path. For a long time it was just him and the annoying teenagers till you stumbled upon his mountain

It was the night time and the peace and serenity of the night was disrupted by you, whose soft sobs and sniffles echoed through the atmosphere of the night. Seongji came out of his cave slightly annoyed at first that someone was on the mountain but when his eyes landed on you with your tears streaming down your pretty face, your hair strands falling on your face and your hair gently billowing in the gentle breeze as your shirt was almost half torn, his expression softened. You made him feel something, more than he'd ever like to admit. You made him feel something warm...he felt like there was a warm fire lit at the bottom of his stomach and it was a feeling he couldn't explain. However his feelings were something to be bothered about later, right now he felt the urge to comfort you

He strode over to you slowly to not scare you off as he looked at you with a slight frown on his face. Silently without saying anything, his thumb gently brushed against your cheek and wiped your tear as he wrapped his jacket around you. "Why are you so upset...little things like you shouldn't be crying alone this late in the night'' he said as he surveyed your features with his calculating gaze. As you told him the story of how the Shaman almost tried to assault you and tried to rip your clothes off till you escaped from him and he'd sent the members of the Yamazaki clan to get you back, Seongji's eyes narrowed in anger. He felt his rage building up and he wanted nothing more than to just slam that conman of a Shaman's face into a bricked wall and rip out his damn eyes with his Tanghulu rods

He took you to an area where the other students were busy chatting with each other and you spotted five guys wearing sunglasses and the same jackets in the red and black and white colors, a chubby girl with glasses and blonde hair in a judo uniform and another girl with raven hair and was slightly younger than the rest of them. "Oh, someone new, hello" said the blonde chubby girl as she introduced herself as Mary Kim. "We can see she's new dumbass elephant'' said another guy as he scoffed and rolled his eyes as Mary and the guy started bickering with each other. A guy leaned in towards you with a friendly smile on his face. "Sorry about them, they're always like that. The guy she's arguing with is Vinjin by the way, he used to be a sacrifice before our teacher saved him'' said the guy to you as he introduced himself as Jaewoo to you. "Shut up, I could fight on my own you know'' said Vinjin. "Last I remember you started crying and begged me to save you...correct me if I'm wrong and also, I'm not your teacher, you kids really don't have anything better to do in your lives...'' said Seongji as a slight amused smirk formed on his face as Vinjin instantly shut up and grumbled under his breath

You were introduced to the other people as well such as Taebong, Hyungjae, Wooseok and Sujin. Seongji sneaked a few glances at you every now and then as he looked at your nervous behavior. You reminded him of a scared little animal, he found it endearing actually. He handed you a plate of food and when you politely tried to refuse him, his eyes narrowed at you. "Eat. I can see you're exhausted, don't give me all that being polite crap'' he said in a stern tone as he handed you the plate. You started staying with the Cheonliang family after that and grew rather close to them. The first time when you fell asleep, he took in your features and he knew he was staring at you like an idiot but he couldn't help it. You looked so... peaceful and innocent. You did not deserve to go through whatever happened to you. Something in him urged him to protect you and keep you safe and maybe stab the Shaman in the eye one day

Overtime you'll start to realize his feelings for you would become possessive. He realizes his feelings for you are spinning out of control but does he care? Of course not, he wants to keep you safe. However it starts off slowly. He doesn't want you going into the village anymore since he's worried someone might take you away. You're always to be under his gaze where he can keep an eye on you. He'd be damned if Shigeaki Kojima and his lapdogs take you away from him. At first he tries to shove his feelings inside for you deep down. But when you spot him brooding over his thoughts and when you comfort him and hold his rough calloused hands in your ones, it takes him all his self control to not hug you. He's never had anyone compliment his fingers, he was always viewed as a monster. His mind went into a literal overdrive as he slightly blushed for the very first time and looked slightly flustered and embarrassed as he felt his heart hammer against his chest wildly

He's more of a silent observer. He always watches you from the shadows, even though he might look aloof and distant and stoic, deep down he really does care for you, a lot. If you have nightmares he'll sigh softly as he'll run his fingers through your hair gently and awkwardly yet comfortingly pat your head as you'll fall asleep. Don't ask me how but somehow he'll find a way to know whatever you like. Maybe he'll overhear one of his students talking or something and his interest will pique up. Whatever it is that you want, you'll have it. He has obsessive feelings for you but he won't act upon them till the time you're in any kind of danger

One day you were about to go into the village since you needed something and the members of the Yamazaki clan tried to take you away after Taejin wanted you to be his. Seongji seethed and saw red as soon as he heard the news. When he saw the men grabbing you by your hair and making you cry, that's when he felt like he snapped. His anger coursed through him like a burning flame and he felt like things were a blur but within a matter of mere seconds, he managed to knock everyone out. He ruthlessly beat them up and stabbed them with his Tanghulu rods and even stabbed one of them in the eye. Their screams of pain didn't matter to him, they hurt you, they deserved it. A primitive darker side of him filled him with thoughts of just murdering them for good so they'd learn a lesson. However he didn't want to make you scared, you needed to be comforted first

"Why did you leave... I told you I'd give you whatever you want. It's not safe for you to be out on your own anymore. Come on, let's go'' said Seongji to you as he slightly frowned and he lifted you in his arms like a sack of flour and carried you back to the cave. He'll patch up any of your wounds and a sad look will pass on his face if sees any of your injuries though he might hide it. You were almost taken away from him, he can't allow you to do as you please anymore, not when your safety is at stake. He'll ask the others to keep an eye on you as well and you'll bet your allowance they'll IMMEDIATELY snitch on you the first chance they get. Look, they all like you but they like their teacher more and they're loyal to him so... say goodbye to your privacy I guess

Seongji might pretend to be annoyed when he has to deal with you when he's cooking but he secretly loves your company. He hates the thought of someone else stealing you away from him, he's seen the way some men looked at you and it just makes him want to rip their bloody eyes out. He'll deal with your company and presence with a soft smile on his face. If you start getting cheeky and start saying cheesy stuff he'll roll his eyes at you and smirk but he'll be a blushing mess deep down. He has barely any experience when it comes to romance and love but he still wants to take care of you nonetheless

Don't even THINK of trying to escape from him or leave him, he's known as the King of Cheonliang for a reason. If you somehow manage to get out of Cheonliang, he'll have to call his 'friends' for help, his friends being none other than the first generation Kings themselves. While Seongji is not pleased with your escape attempt, he will glare at you in a cold manner and list out all the dangerous possibilities that could have happened to you had your escape attempt been successful. He just wants to love you and protect you, why is that so hard for you to understand? He'll give you the silent treatment and treat you like a naughty kid till you're ready to apologize for your actions in which case he'll embrace you and gently pat your head and tell you how much he loves you and it's all for your own good. If you start throwing a tantrum and kicking at things, he'll just be amused. You remind him of a bratty little child, however if you're crying your eyes and heart out, he'll feel his chest tighten. He doesn't like seeing you cry, he'll just sigh and wipe your tears away but he'll never allow you to leave. You're belong to him and he'll do everything he can to ensure it stays that way...

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angelltheninth · 9 months

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What are your flirting headcanons for Daniel, Gun, Xiaolong and James?

I'm still in the process of reading through this so I might not have the best grasp on the characters just yet. I'll give this my best.

Pairing: Daniel Park, Gun Park, Xiaolong, James Lee x Reader

Tags: fluff, teasing, flirting, kissing, gift giving, physical affection, jealousy, protectiveness, insecurity, clothes sharing

A/N: I still like Xiaolong the best, and I once mistakenly called him Xiaoli cause I've been having Genshin on the brain.

DANIEL PARK

He is a complete and utter mess with you no matter what body he's in. True that he might get a small confidence boost but he doesn't know how to flirt at all, or what it feels like to be flirted with. He tries to copy things that he's seen or read, holding your hand and surprising you with kisses and such but you can see how he's still shaking with nervousness every time. He feels like everyone's watching, waiting for him to slip up so they can swoop in and make a move on you. It's only when you're alone that he lets his nerdy charms take over and truly shine.

GUN PARK

In private he loves to fluster you and kiss you breathless, until you're a moaning mess and more, in public he will always have a hand thrown over your shoulder and whisper in your ear about how jealous everyone else must be that the two of you are walking down the street, in love and they can't even come close. He is slightly insistent on you wearing something of his when you're going out, he won't say you have to but will strongly imply it by putting his suit jacket over you and leaving it there. Throws flirty and very suggestive lines at you almost every time he opens his mouth, which them makes you kiss him to get him to stop teasing you.

XIAOLONG

Only flirts in private because when you're outside his job comes first and foremost. The only kind of flirting he will do then is over text and even then they'll be one or two messages. He flirts with you when he stares at you, obviously looking up and down your body and undressing you with his eyes. God forbid another man look at you like does because they will get their teeth broken really fast. Of course this will be under the guise of protecting you, doing as he's payed to do, but to you its obvious he's jealous that other men can flirt with you openly but he has to hold back.

JAMES LEE

Keeps his flirting to touches and looks and lots and lots of kissing. He is a man on not many words anyway, unless your relationship is a good ways along at that point, in which case he will gladly interject teasing words in between his kisses. Hand kisses are his favorite when you're in public, or the ones where he will spin you around while kissing whispering things only you can hear, things that make your heart beat so hard he can feel it against his chest as well. Loves to trail his fingers over any patch of bare skin that's showing on your body and take note of that place so he can mark it with his lips later. Will also buy you things and give them to you in front of others, for example a necklace which you will let him put around your neck, making it easy for him to pull you into a kiss later.

#lookism x reader #lookism x you #daniel park x reader #gun park x reader #xiaolong x reader #james lee x reader #lookism imagine #lookism headcanons #lookism fluff #webtoon x reader #webtoon imagine #webtoon headcanons #manhwa x reader #manhwa x you #manhwa imagines #manhwa headcanons #manhwa fluff #x reader

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wannaeatramyeon · 2 months

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Gun and Goo with Reader: Manga Raws

G/N. Silly.

Gun has a headache. The type of throbbing that starts at the temples before spreading across his entire skull, his ears and jaw and neck, that would leave a weaker person debilitated.

Fortunately he is not weak. Unfortunately, he still needs to put up with you and Goo.

"Please?"

Goo takes one look at you, and mimics your expression, "Yeah, please?"

Gun peers, features not indicating any discomfort, impassively into yours and Goo's face. Both batting your eyelashes at him, mouth pulled down, bottom lip jutting out in a way some would describe as cute and pitiful.

He takes one drag of his cigarette then blows the smoke in your direction.

It has the desired effect.

Goo reels back, spluttering and waving the fumes away and pulling you back with him.

"Say something!" He stage-whispers into your ear.

"Like what?"

"Anything! I don't care. Do whatever. Get on your knees and beg or blow-"

"Stop if you don't want me to pluck out your tongue," You shove the blonde roughly, eyes narrowing at his words.

There's a huff of amusement behind you and you seize your opportunity.

"Gun," you coo, whirling round, "The manga raws are out, the translations are always shit and delayed. You're fluent in Japanese. Of course we were gonna ask you. It's gonna take five minutes, tops." Your reasoning falls on deaf ears, charming smile ignored, and Gun raises an eyebrow in your direction.

It's time for your trump card.

"I know you have a headache. You know that we won't stop being annoying until you help us. And we all know that that headache can get much much worse."

Goo nods enthusiastically in your peripheral vision.

Letting out a sigh of defeat, Gun begrudging caves, "Fine-"

"Oh!" You weren't sure it was going to work, "Thanks-"

"Except," Gun throws Goo a smirk, "You can't tell Goo what happens."

You give Goo a thumbs up behind your back at the same time as you grin and say, "Deal!"

#i just had this silly scenario. imagine during guns better moods if he reads the raw mangas to you and goo like bedtime stories #except its all deadpan. someone dies deadpan. hype moment deadpan. funny moment deadpan #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #gun park x reader #lookism fic #gun park #goo kim #goo kim x reader #park jonggun #kim joongoo #wannaeatramyeon

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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I've had this crack plot in my head where the reader is from a super powerful Japanese family, like yakuza gangster type stuff. The family would be someone gun and kenta's family would have worked for, cuz I love the idea of the reader being stronger than Gun lmao.

But the reader is would just be laying low in Korea, being in the baking Department or something like that at the school. They'd mind their bussiness for the most part since they're so powerful that all th battling happening wouldn't bother them. But when Gun, Kenta or Ryuhei sees him they immediately know who he is. Which would get in the way of his peace and quiet

Up until this point he's acted like he can fight sure, but he's nowhere near as strong as everyone else, but now Gun keeps showing up, Kenta keeps getting down on his knees and begging for his help, and Ryuhei doesn't know how to react so he just avoids this shark in their fish pond.

It would pretty much be possible for the reader to be shipped with anyone, though I like the idea of the more bad guy characters, especially Gun or Kenta, following the reader around like big scary puppies.

#lookism #male reader #lookism headcanon #lookism imagine #lookism x reader #lookism x male reader

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randynova · 2 years

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Requesting a gun (lookism) x reader smut please

sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ

𝕵𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝕲𝖚𝖓 𝖝 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ? : ʏᴇs

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𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝐺𝑢𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑟.

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s): sᴍᴜᴛ, ᴄᴀʀ sᴇx, ᴠᴀɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

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𝐴.𝑁. : 𝐼 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑢𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟. 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑖𝑡!

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His fingers graze the soft flesh of your tits, trailing down past your stomach, his rough calloused hands giving firm squeezes to your thighs as you continue to bounce on his cock, digging his nails into the tender skin. His dark gaze couldn't help but stay focused on your parted folds, glistening under the glow of the street lights as he stretched it to the brim.

"Fuck, keep… ah— keep going…," Gun grunts, hips snapping up into your slick cunt. His breathing gets heavier as the warm walls of your pussy pushed against him, constricting around his girth. His movement falters for a second. Perhaps it was the time crunch or the fact it's been days since the two of you were intimate, but Gun felt himself unraveling quickly. Eyes shutting tight, he pants, "Just like that— ngh…!"

A series of broken moans slip past your lips, a small mixture of sobs and chants of his name resonating in the small room of the car, only spurring him on to fuck you harder. Tears lear your eyes as you struggle to continue riding him, hips stuttering as you can no longer meet the man's powerful thrusts. You were practically melting against him.

A small part of you feared someone may come along and look into the car window, peering in only to see the notorious gangster splitting your cunt open as you rode him like a pathetic slut.

Gripping onto his shoulders, your movements stop for a moment, only for Gun to slam you back down onto him, eliciting a high-pitched cry from you. You look down and meet his burning gaze, a scowl on his face as a growl rumbles in his chest. "What, shit— you wanna stop now..? After begging me for hours like a damn whore? Huh?!"

Without breaking eye contact, Gun pistons his cock back into you, ignoring the way you clawed at his chest, tits bouncing with every forceful roll of his hips, too engrossed with the way your pussy spasms over his shaft to stop now.

"No, if you wanna act like a damn whore, then I'll fucking treat you like one…," he grits, keeping you in place as he fucks you mercilessly, cockhead ramming into your womb, his lower abdomen tightening. He pays no mind to your broken pleas, merely hissing out,

"I'm not even close to being done."

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jjtheclown555 · 10 months

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Oh, Nessa Prologue

prologue | pt.1

tw. stealing, a little violence against poor vasco🥹

content. While Vasco learned about the danger of smoking, drinking, or taking substances from his mother, his best friend Jace learned by watching his sister, Vanessa, fall deeper and deeper into this rabbit-hole.

pairings. none atp

word count. 428 (actual chapters quire a bit longer)

a/n. ive been writing this for awhile just for me and my friends but now i would like to also shout out @wannaeatramyeon for inspiring me to actually post it!! enjoy the ptj crumbs folks!! (ill post the first chapter in the morning<3)

Daniel goes back over to the register as he watches a short pale girl with messy black hair and ripped baggy clothes come in looking as though her goal was to look as grimy as possible. Daniel asks what he can help her with and she starts to rustle through her pockets. “ESSE Slim Menthol cigs, whatever cheap whiskey you got, and some Soju, if you don’t mind.”

Daniel grabs the items, placing them on the counter and saying, “I just need to see some ID.” She finds what she was looking for in her pockets and hands him her ID. “Uhm, you’re 18, we can’t sell this to you.” He rubs the back of his head and she says that she’s almost nineteen so it’s fine.

“He said we can’t sell it, you’re underage, you can’t smoke or drink alcohol.” Vasco says abruptly, not letting her finish her statement. In her irritation she just mutters a small agreement before grabbing the bottles and cigarettes and running as fast as she can out of the convenience store. Vasco chases after her, shouting to return the items when he eventually catches up to her, watching her shove her items into her bag. “Return those, right now.”

She laughs, “Or what? You gonna hit me?” He shakes his head, claiming he would never hit a girl. “Cool. Then what will you do because I’m not giving these back.” He attempts to take the bag from her. In an instant, she punches Vasco, causing his nose to bleed. While he’s distracted, she grabs the bag back and starts running again until he completely loses her.

In shame, he walks back to the convenience store, looking at Daniel with the blood dripping down his lip. “I couldn’t get them back.” He sighs and Daniel pats him on the back, letting him know he appreciated the help even if he couldn’t get it.

The two of them chat a little more before Vasco heads home about an hour later. As he nears his house he gets a call from Jace. He tries to say hello but gets cut off by his friend saying, “Did Daniel sell my sister alcohol?”

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❪ LOOKISM BOYS<33 ❫ ❮ little sweetheart (child!reader) ⟡ ↳ platonic!Harem (workers version)

- Who knew a young child is involved in such a criminal association such as the workers? Who knew the young sweetheart has captured many of the workers hearts’ as well?

- Your presence was sudden, having been introduce by none other than Charles Choi, giving everyone a brief notice that you are welcomed by the elite CEO himself, that must mean something. You’re special.

- You play such big parts in the worker’s plans despite being young(around 13-14 yrs old), earning Eugene’s approval, praising you for your logical intelligence as he pats your head in soft caresses

- Yuseong, his younger twin, has taken a liking to you as well, offering to let you play with his toys whenever you visit the company--Which happens ever so often, but nobody complained, in fact, they preferred your presence over anything else

- It didn’t matter that you were childish, it was a part of growing after all, a reason why Eugene lets you run rampant inside his company like it’s a playground. Eugene creates rules for safety measure, but other then that, he gave you the privilege to do anything, even going as far as to enter the room when there’s a meeting.

- Samuel acts ever so stoic and dull on you, scolds and huffs at you like a tired father, yet he hopes you know that he only means well. He takes pleasure in being your bodyguard, pretending to act as if it’s nothing when he hears your arrival, yet he is always at the entrance, eager to meet your doe eyes as you open your arms to hug him, to which he complies

- He has taken you to rides before, often being assigned to take you to the private and luxurious school Charles Choi has transferred you in, but he didn’t mind it, even when he clicks his tongue in feigned annoyance, yet he still assists you, even going as far as to show off in his 100 million car. He has grown to like you alot, to the point he lets you play around in his cars

- “Oi! You scratched the new leather seats I got.” “I’m sorry Sir Samuel, I didn’t mean to!” “... It’s fine, just keep still next time, brat.” If it were someone else, they would’ve been 6 ft under.

- Neko gushed at your cuteness, ignorant of the fact that a young teen managed to enter the private area filled with blood and gore--She definitely hides you from the treacherous games, but yet she wanted you to stay.

Ryuhei Kuroda kept pinching your cheeks and teasing you for your height since the day you came, thinking of you as the child of him and Neko, such childish dreams, but he made it obvious all the time

“Yah, Neko~ Our baby Y/n is here!” “Want your papa to buy you a toy or something? Oh, right…. Yeah, I’m your papa!"

Now gun and goo, even with a child, they are still so careless

Goo screams your name from a mile away throughout the entire building, opening his arms wide as he runs towards you, holding you up in the air as he twirls the both of you around

Being given mission by Charles Choi, the infamous pair are always there by your side, protecting you from any harm as you complete your quests for the workers affiliates

Gun, as with his calm demeanor, it’s relaxing to be with him, receiving soft pats and short praises from him many times, not to mention his liking towards carrying you

Whenever you’re with him, he doesn’t waste no time to hold you with one arm and resumes to his schemes, he may be quiet but he’s really great with the littlest of details

You don’t like pickles on your burger? He’ll get rid of it before you can even see it. You gushed about a pair of toys 2 week ago? It’s inside your bedroom now. You only like a certain color in a pack of gummy bears? He’ll pick them himself so you wouldn’t have to <3

Goo is vocal with his wants, always whining that you should call him “Big brother/Oppa” instead of ‘sir’! Spends millions on you, from the headband on your head, to the custom made designer shoes you wear for school.

He’s a maniac, he’s a psycho, but he just couldn’t help but feel at ease with you, for once he’s not meeting new members just as a nutcase like him, you were a breath of fresh air for him

They all protect your innocence from the illegal work they do, they’ll protect you from being ruined, not matter what, you’re their little baby after all <3

Little do they know you’re just as deranged as them lol

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