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you to love | lowkey drabble

you to love // drabble four

↘︎ ft. the lowkey!couple

summary: jungkook misses you while you're away and feels the need to show you when you return.

words: 2.8k

warnings: cussing/mature language, phone sex ouwee 🤪 - mutual masturbation, kissing, slight marking, unprotected sex, praising, quickly edited so pls excuse any mistakes!!

a/n: i whipped this up a year or so ago, but never got around to sharing it! enjoy 💞

Jungkook lays on his bed, propping up a leg on the bed while his hand rests behind his head. He smiles to himself as he scrolls through your text thread mindlessly, remembering the events that transpired the other night. 

⇥ F L A S H B A C K

The room is dark, space feels empty, bed feels cold. Jungkook sighs as he closes his eyes, phone resting against his wall while he watches you rustle through the sheets to get yourself settled in bed.

"Hm, that's better." You let out a content breath, letting the sheets wrap you tightly as you adjust to the hotel bed.

"You okay, peanut?" He turns to fully face you, head now propped up on the palm of his hand. 

"Just cold. The bed is so.. big and so.. cold." You run your hand around the empty space. "I wish you were here."

"I know, I do too. But you'll be back before the weekend ends. You've had a lot of fun with your mom and aunt so far, right?"

"I am having fun." You chuckled, agreeing with him. "It's been a lot of fun going around town and staying by the beach. Who knew a gem like this was only two hours away?"

"Wanna take me on a date there?" You giggle and nod.

"Sure."

"Cool, it's a date then." 

"I really do miss you, though. I can't wait to see you."

"It hasn't been long, princess."

"Why can't you just say you miss me, too?" You pout.

"You know I miss you." He says softly, a small smile creeping up on the corner of his lips. "I miss you all the time, it's kinda embarrassing to admit."

"No it's not. Stop it." You stare at him for awhile, admiring his beautiful skin, his jawline, his lips, his eyes— the way he's shirtless, the way the sheets drape his waist loosely.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I dunno. You're nice to look at?" You laugh a bit. "Just feel lucky to have you." You smile at him softly, making him smile that cute little bunny smile of his. 

"I feel the same, pretty." 

"I wish you could be here to hold me."

"I'd like that." He smirks a bit, eyes wide and full of curiosity. He watches as you bite your bottom lip, grabbing the phone to give him a new angle to look at. Either way, he always thought you were the prettiest thing he's ever laid eyes on. That had never changed, would never change for him. The moonlight bounces off your skin so flawlessly that yeah, he really fucking wishes he was next to you doing what you wanted him to— whether that was cuddling you, or doing other things. He wanted to give everything to you, the world to you.

"You know what else I'd like?" He's come to learn you had another side to you, one that he's steadily trying to keep up with. Although he was still learning, he loved that he could learn everything from you without feeling scared or shy about it. You were never one to judge him, never one to rush him into things. You always eased him into new territories in your relationship. When he says he truly feels lucky to have you, he means that with every fiber of his being.

He had you to love, and that itself, was the best thing he could ever ask for.

"Hm?" He hums, watchful eyes following your hands. He watches as you sit up a bit, his white tee loosely hanging over your body but he could still make out your shape, can make out the fact that you aren't wearing a bra— which of course you wouldn't be, you're going to sleep, you never wear a goddamn bra to sleep. He can see your nipples poking through, phone propped up against something so that only your lips and everything else from below are in view. "P-peanut, what are you doing?" He clears his throat a bit, boxers already suffocating the hell out of his dick when he sees your hand traveling down to your lace thong. You raise it enough for him to see your fingers slowly trailing down towards your clit.

"Showing you what else I wish you could do."

"Aren't your mom and aunt around?" He freaks out a bit because he's not sure how to handle this? Like, phone sex? Was this real? "Are we really going to do this right now?!" He had so many question marks and exclamation points going off in his head, but who was he to even turn this shit down?

"I'm in my own room, Kook. Relax." You let out a small, breathy moan before biting onto your bottom lip again. He watches you touch yourself through Facetime, dick incredibly [and painfully] rock hard as he watches you give off small twitches from time to time, back slightly arching at the pleasure spreading throughout your entire body. "Wish you could touch me like this right now."

"Feels good?" He asks, licking his dry lips as he continues to watch. This— this probably tops everything he has ever seen and watched [forgive him]. 

"Mmmyeah—" You moan. "Touch yourself for me, babe. I don't wanna do this alone if I can't have you here."

"Y-you sure?"

"About you? More than anything." He lets out a breath, adjusting his phone so that you could see him play along. He feels a little weird, honestly. Guilty in a sense. But, this was a little bit more different for him— you were his girl, his peanut, his princess. He never wanted to do you wrong. He never wanted to make it seem like you were just an object, something to get off to. Because no, you weren't. You were more than that. He adored you in so many ways you probably didn't even know.

"P-princess." He grips onto his member underneath his boxers, still hesitant about pulling it out in full view. What if they heard you two? "Your mom and—"

"No, they can't. My door is locked, they're both asleep on the other side of the suite. Kook, please." You almost whine, and he can hear how wet you're getting through FaceTime alone. He nods, shoving his boxers down just enough for his length to spring free and get some air. "God, I want you so bad."

"Want you too, pretty." He responds shakily, pleasure quickly surging through his veins as he strokes himself and watches you. "Fuck, you look so hot in my shirt." He lets out a small moan, continuing to watch as you pinch your own nipple and grind into your hand. 

"I'm so wet."

"Wish I could feel you." He responds, picking up his pace to keep up with you. Your soft moans through the phone are driving him insane, he almost wants to hop in his car and ruin this girls weekend just so he could be inside of you. But he won't— he'll be good, to an extent. This will do until he sees you. "Wish I could touch you."

"Jungkook." You moan his name, imagining his large, veiny hands caressing your body. 

"Wish I could taste you, too." He was never one to be super open during these times, and you never forced him to be on a certain level if he wasn't comfortable. Yet, he always found his own little way to match you and turn you on like no other. He hums prettily as a follow-up response, letting out another moan himself. 

"I'm gonna cum soon. Are you close?" He nods.

"Yeah, princess." His tip is coated with pre-cum, glistening under the light. He imagines running it through your pussy lips and staying there before he edges himself into you little by little. He hears your breathing hitching, pussy making those slip and slide noises he loves to hear. He hears you pant a bit, watches your chest rise and fall repeatedly while you whimper. Your back arches as your fingers rub endlessly at your clit, making it incredibly hard for Jungkook to hang on until he sees you reach your peak. And it doesn't take long— you reach it rather quickly after this point because he sees your body twitch, followed by repeated curses and pants. He could almost see your pretty pussy pulsating from here.

"Oh fuck, fuck! Oh my god— Kook." You moan a bit loudly, but it still isn't enough to wake up a household. Jungkook continues to pump himself a bit more, watching as you slip your glistening fingers from underneath your thong and into your mouth— that being the exact thing that makes him explode.

God, you were so fucking hot.

"Oh shit—fuck—" He pants and groans, white cum spurting out and landing onto his stomach and abdomen. "Princess, holy shit—" He says, while it's your turn to watch his chest rise and fall, Jungkook adjusting himself in his position as he tries to bring himself back down from his high.

"You're hot." You say with a giggle.

"Says you." He chuckles, still trying to catch his breath. "Shit." He says, grabbing a tissue from his nightstand to clean himself up. "Gross."

"Yeah right." You snort.

"Would rather let this out inside you, you know?" He says nonchalantly as he cleans himself up, making you laugh.

"You're funny."

"Yeah, I mean, how else did I get lucky with you?" You shake your head and smile, adjusting the phone so that your boyfriend could look at your face. You yawn as you settle back into the sheets, the quick session enough to tire you out for the night. "Sleepy?" He catches your yawn.

"Tired now, yeah." He chuckles.

"Go to sleep, peanut. I'll be here." He smiles as he watches you close your eyes, snuggling deeply into the sheets. "I love you."

"I love you, too." You respond sleepily. Jungkook begins to sing softly, knowing it's something you enjoy before drifting off, pulling his nintendo switch towards him so he could play until he felt himself getting tired.

⇥ E N D F L A S H B A C K

He couldn't wait to see you, and honestly, he had been counting down the hours before you would finally text him and tell him you were home. He remembers how pretty you looked touching yourself, how gorgeous you were in nothing but his white tee and that lace thong—

"Woah, what the fuck dude?" Jungkook is startled out of his thoughts when Jimin swings the door open and stands there. He doesn't say anything besides smile shyly, making Jungkook raise his brow while sitting up. "Are you broken?" Jimin chuckles a bit before taking a step further into his room with a big [mischievous] smile.

"Why won't you play another round of Red Dead online with us?"

"Because I'm busy." Kook responds, still laying back on his bed while Jimin eyes him.

"Clearly." He jumps onto his bed and attempts to pinch Kook's nipple. 

"I'll drop kick your ass if you do it." Jimin laughs.

"Just one more mission with the boys." 

"We just finished so many missions an hour ago. We got so much shit done, you can't tell me otherwise."

"One. More." Jimin says at a faint whisper, one finger up in the air as he dramatically pretends to be dying while he waits for Jungkook's approval. Suddenly, Kook's phone vibrates next to him, making the two shoot their eyes over at the device. He picks up his phone, eyes glowing when he sees the beloved, long awaited text come through on his lockscreen:

[peanut] 6:47pm: i'm home, babe! sorry it took me so long, we had dinner before they dropped me off. i have some food for you!

"And I'm off!" Jungkook says, springing off of his bed to grab his keys and wallet.

"Welp, mission aborted." Jimin says, following Jungkook out of the room. "Tell Peanut I said hi."

"Me too!" Hoseok yells from the couch.

"Me three!" Taehyung says, gobbling up his sandwich at the kitchen counter.

"And when the hell did you even get here?" Jungkook points at him as he heads out the door. He loved his friends, everyone knows this. They were his boys, his solid day-ones even though he treated them poorly at one point. They never gave up on him. And don't get him wrong, he loves spending time with them. But a whole weekend away from you felt like eternity, and he couldn't wait to get to you.

Just wanting to hold you, touch you, feel you.

You had offered to drive to his place, but Jungkook insisted on coming by— mainly so he could have you to himself without any other distractions. He could use the private time with you, even if that meant kissing you until the clock hits midnight;

Even if that meant rounds of whispering sweet nothings against your skin while he showed you just how much he missed you.

Even if that meant simply holding you in his arms and singing you to sleep.

Luckily for Jungkook, he gets to do all of the above.

“Kook!” You excitedly say when Jungkook walks through the door. Just as you wrap your arms around his neck, Jungkook pulls you into a deep kiss— carrying you and wrapping your legs around his waist. You squeal into the kiss, feeling Jungkook’s large hands grip your ass and press you flush against him. “Kook, what’s gotten into you?” You giggle when he pulls away and smirks, gently placing you at the edge of your bed.

“Just missed you.” He says, helping shed off your clothes rather quickly. “Missed you so much, peanut.”

“Did you now?” You tease just before he locks his lips with yours for another deep kiss.

“Always. Think it’s my turn to show you just how much I missed you. If that’s alright with you?”

“Wouldn’t want it any other way.” You respond with a sweet smile. He continues to kiss you, tongues fighting for dominance while he sheds off his own clothes in between. He wastes no time lining himself up at your entrance while he keeps you steady on the edge of the bed and he inches himself in— easily gliding inside of you with the help of your slickness coating him. The sight itself makes Jungkook let out a breathy moan, shutting his eyes to keep himself together.

Though, it’s easy to remember the call and just how goddamn beautiful you looked through the phone screen; touching yourself, feeling yourself, imagining Jungkook doing the things he’s about to do to you right at this moment.

Jungkook lowers his body enough so that you feel his warmth against yours, hand tangled in your hair as he whispers how pretty you are against your neck— gently nipping and sucking at the surface in between praises. He quickens his pace when he hears your moans get a little louder, grip on his biceps a little stronger. His movements are getting sloppier, especially when he feels your walls squeeze him; signaling that you’re only moments away from reaching your peak.

“Jungkook—” You pant, hips matching his movements to feel more friction, to feel more of him. “Close, babe. Close—” You respond in between pants, not able to concentrate on your thoughts as you feel yourself spiraling.

“That’s it, pretty.” He coos, hitting all your spots deeply. It takes a few more thrusts before you finally unravel and writhe underneath him— face contorting in pleasure, a silent moan leaving your lips. “Fuck. You’re so good to me.” Jungkook says, letting himself go. His head falls to your shoulder as he paints your walls, letting out small groans against your skin. You let out a few more whimpers, sensitive from the orgasm that rippled through your body seconds ago. “So perfect.” He murmurs as he raises his head and looks at you. He brushes the hair out of your face, planting sweet kisses on your forehead. Nose. Lips. “Really missed you, peanut.”

“Missed you too, Kook.” You smile, giving him one last peck on the lips before he pushes himself off and begins to clean you up.

Once you’ve both gotten cleaned and freshened up, Jungkook helps himself to some of the food you brought home for him, while you lay in bed binging one of your favorite dramas. You feel the exhaustion from the trip hit you even though it isn’t too late in the evening yet, your body hoping to catch up on some sleep and make up for all the adventures you’ve done with your mom and aunt. Jungkook can tell, too. He knows you’re tired, and he doesn’t mind it one bit. He slips in next to you and throws on a show to watch, knowing he’ll be up for a few more hours before he finds himself feeling sleepy. He pulls you close and lets you snuggle against him— finally ending the night with you in his arms while he sings you to sleep.

He smiles when he hears your soft snores, brushing your hair as he continues to hum softly.

He had you to love, and that itself, was the best thing he could ever ask for.

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Lowkey [4]

Pairings: Lee Minho | Lee Know x Fem!Reader afab

Genre: Exes to Lovers, Exes with Benefits, Angst, Fluff, Smut (enventual), College AU

Warnings: Reader and Felix is Bi, Some triggering themes (in the near future)

Chapter Warnings: Smut, Trauma (?), Smut warnings will be under the cut, Not proofread properly

Word Count: 4.2k

Chapter Synopsis: There are a lot of forms of comfort. You were just glad to have your friends' back...and maybe even your ex. But you both wouldn't know.

I do not condone to having minors on my blog, I also do not wish for minors to even interact with any of my adult fics.

This is not a representation of the Stray Kids members, and is completely fictional. If you think it is, don’t even read at all. I don’t like it when people relate fiction to reality when those are completely different things.

© June 2022, strwbrryblues. All rights reserved.

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Smut warnings: masturbation (m/f receiving), fingering, handjob, heavy make out, mild degradation

Waiting by the side of the classroom’s door, you rocked on your heels back and forth, making out the mutters from inside where your professor and Seungmin were talking. You were spacing out again, until a shadow loomed over you.

You looked up to see the face of someone you dreaded, and hoped to not see at all.

“I think fate loves us so much, my sweet pumpkin.” Standing before you was the face of the man you’ve grown to despise. The man you hope to never see again.

“Leave me the fuck alone Jace.” You deadpanned, having lost all good mood you had earlier The said man who you can to know in your freshmen years. The man you highly regret ever meeting.

Jace shook his head in dismay, but it was not an honest reaction, seeing as there was still a smirk playing on his lips. “That’s not how you greet someone you miss, love. I thought we were soulmates.” He trapped you against the wall with both his hands.

The short distance sent you into a panic, but you tried your best to keep your composure. “The only soulmate around here is my fist on your face if you don’t keep your distance from me.” You gave him your best intimidating look, not backing down despite the tremors you’re trying to suppress. You can’t show him any form of weakness, or else it’s over for you.

“You’ve gotten feisty, pumpkin. Who’s been corrupting you that you lost all your innocence you kept for me?” He leaned back, pouting but the mockery never left his tone.

You felt like you wanted to cry out in frustration, feeling violated with the words he’s spouting. And you definitely hated that you felt defenseless, especially when the past kept creeping up on you and chaining you in place.

You held in your breath, about to retaliate until Mr. Park finally stepped out of the room and observes the scene with sharp eyes and a raised brow. Jace quickly stepping away from you to create a much more decent distance. Enough for you to finally, slowly let go of the breath you’ve been holding.

“Mr. Yoon, aren’t you supposed to be suspended?” The middle aged man looks sharply at the former. Automatically sending chills down his spine.

Jace lightly laughs as he speaks, “I’ve been let off the hook after they deemed I learned from my mistake.”

Mr. Park was the least bit convinced, sparing you a glance then to him as he spoke once more, “you do anything worth punishing, and your suspension will lengthen.” His words cut like knives, and he wasn’t even done, “it’s a surprise you’re not expelled, Mr. Yoon, considering the times you’ve been given suspension.” The boy spoke no further, only bowing to Mr. Park in excuse as he left the scene.

The older man sighed exasperatedly as he spoke in a hushed tone, “something’s fishy around here, and I’m on to them.” Mr. Park squints his eyes, before turning to you and composing himself. “You best be on your way Ms. L/n. Let me know if you notice any, anomaly.”

With a pat from your professor, he then leaves. Only then does Seungmin steps out of the room, eyes still trained and focused on some of the papers left by Mr. Park.

“You know, Mr. Park is very admirable. Look,” Seungmin leans a bit to show you the papers, and you leaned to see what he wanted to show. “He quickly wrote down notes on what to change with the individual works.” You looked to see everything was written in detail, despite the short period of their meet up.

Seungmin looked up from the papers, giving you a glance, “you’re shaking.” The taller boy whispers concernedly. You tensed at how keen Seungmin’s observation. “We can talk about it if you want.” He speaks, pressing a hand on the upper side of your back, as he gently leads you two in the direction of the cafeteria.

You suddenly can’t help but feel small, thankful that no one was around to see you be more vulnerable. It’s times like his you were thankful that your relationship with Seungmin never became awkward even if you two dated. You had someone to confide in especially when Felix nor Yeji and Hyunjin were not around.

“It was Jace,” you spoke timidly, your shaking has became visible due to the fact that no one is around anymore to see you crumble. No one was there to judge you.

The name left a bad taste in your mouth, and so did it to Seungmin. The former being infamous around the university for fooling around with women and men alike, all for his own pleasure. Even having vices, and doing shady transactions. And it’s a wonder the boy was never expelled from the university.

“That bastard got off the hook again,” Seungmin let out a noise akin to a growl. And with those simple words you spoke, he already knew what the man tried to do.

Of course, he knew. When you got into a relationship with Seungmin, he was transparent with his previous relationships, and so you did the same; thus knowing all the hurt that Jace had done to you.

Pulling you closer by your shoulders, still as gently as he could, he spoke, “don’t worry. Lix and I, as well as Yeji and Hyunjin will protect you. It’s a good thing they invited me to join for lunch.” He speaks, although there was much he wanted to say to comfort you, he just settled to rub your shoulders, knowing that the comfort will be done expertly by your friends.

Upon your arrival inside the cafeteria, your eyes were quick to scan for the corner table where you and your friends eat. Attention wasn’t really what your group thrived in, so you always settled for the corner table in the cafeteria where it’s less crowded and noisy. In a way, it makes for a slightly good place to even work on any homework.

Felix waved a hand to you and Seungmin. It seems to be that the group has already ordered both of your usual to save time. You were thankful for it, not really wanting to deal with talking to strangers just to get food, especially after the encounter.

“I’ll get you some desserts, yeah?” Seungmin asks, squeezing your hand a couple times in reassurance before standing up from his seat.

Felix watched with hawk like eyes, curious of what has happened. And so he asks, “something happened?”

At the question, Hyunjin as well as Yeji both turned their attention to you after having a conversation of their own. Yeji was the first one to act, taking one of your hands in hers across from you, enveloped. Then she spoke in question, “want to talk about it?”

You nodded a bit timidly, before answering, “we should wait for Seungmin. I haven’t explained to him yet.”

The three nodded in understanding, giving their best to give you comfort. Thankfully, with the minimal number of students who would want to sit at the corner of the cafeteria, gave you enough privacy to talk as soon as Seungmin arrived with a slice of strawberry cheesecake.

The group started to eat, waiting patiently for you to gather the courage to speak. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, but their was definitely some tension as they lie in wait. You were not in the mood to actually eat anything, but you didn’t want to waste your friends’ effort of buying food for you. In the end, you still ate, albeit slowly, as you gathered the courage and right words to speak about the events from earlier.

“So…” You started, shifting your eyes to scan your surroundings for any on lookers or eavesdroppers. You only saw the attentiveness of your small friend group, so you decided to finally continue. “I ran into Seungmin earlier. And he met with Professor Park for something about the debate team.”

Felix nodded, squeezing your shoulder comfortingly to urge you, but also not to rush you. The twins were looking at you gently, despite the natural sharpness of their eyes. And Seungmin was right there beside you, ready to catch you when you fall once more in hurt, and keep you safe.

“And while I was waiting for him outside to finish, I… Jace suddenly approached me…” You continued, your words diminishing as you glanced to finally see the now murderous looks of your friends. You were yet to finish your words, but they already know the gist of what eventually happened.

“So that bastard is back.” Hyunjin hisses. You’ve only seen him this angry for only a few times. Despite his neutral look that passes as an angry look to other, he’s mostly laid back, soft, dramatic, and most of the time, chaotic. So being graced once more with his look of anger, you can only wish not to be on the receiving end of it.

Yeji was already wearing a scowl as well. Like her twin, she’s just as composed, however, unlike her twin she only stays quiet, as if waiting for the perfect time to strike. You were almost sure she had something up her sleeves, and is only ticking down to the time she has to put those plans of her into action.

There’s Felix, despite the seething rage inside him, he made sure you were feeling safe first. Holding your hand and giving it the occasional squeezing to assure you. Although, you were almost sure he was reassuring himself not to storm to where the man was, with the way he was squeezing your hand; although soft, you felt the hard and tensing clenches of his hand in yours.

And then there’s Seungmin. Like Felix and Yeji, he was calm, first making sure you were feeling safer more comfortable. He rubbed your back in gentle circles, and handing you water to drink. He even move your plate of food away from you, knowing you couldn’t handle to stomach anything from what had just happened.

“I’ll be right back,” Seungmin speaks up, earning a nod from your friends around the table. He gave two reassuring pats on your back before walking away from the table.

“Something’s really suspicious with this stupid university.” Hyunjin crosses his arms, a look of disappointment and the never leaving anger present on his face.

“Nah, it’s not suspicious, because they’re not even low-key about it.” Yeji interjects, before adding, “the guy was literally suspended for how many times now. He’s been here for four years; should have been with the graduating batch; he’s literally failing classes and yet he’s here. There are so many times he should’ve been expelled.” The girl states, a matter of fact.

Felix ponders for a few seconds, your hand still safe in his hold, though a little calmer now. He then speaks, remembering something, “from what I heard and remembered, his family are a big shareholder of the university, as well as a financial contributor.”

Seungmin who finally came back from his short trip to the counter, placed a packaging of your favorite bread in front of you before speaking, “yeah. One of our professors spoke about it during class. He was too friendly with the class he started shading the university admin.” He then turned to you, whispering, “eat this when you get hungry, okay? You don’t seem to be feeling good to eat.” He rubbed your back gently once more before he turned back to the conversation that started.

You sat there only having the energy to listen in to their conversation, taking in the somehow useful information about the man who’d ruined your mood, and his family background.

“Pretty sure they pay the university to keep the asshole,” Hyunjin scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“Maybe even threaten. I mean, with the amount of money they sponsor to the school, I’m pretty sure they don’t need bribing and just straight out threaten.” Yeji rests her chin on her palm, as her elbow was resting on the table.

The conversation goes back and forth between the four, with you listening, feeling a little better than earlier. And then you received a message. The sender being Minho, and so you cautiously read the message, mindful of Felix who sat beside you. Luckily though, he was too busy in his conversation with the others.

Sadly, it’s Minho

1:45 Hey

1:45 Where are you?

You almost rolled your eyes at him, remembering why he wanted to meet. You then shifted your head lightly to scan if your friends paid any attention to you. Thankfully, they didn’t, now having their topic changed but still engaged in a now, somehow small debate.

It’s only a restriction for you to reply with one hand, Felix still holding your hand, now drawing shapes at the back of your hand, unconsciously.

You hoped this conversation of you and Minho wouldn’t take long, or else your friends would start to suspect. You only replied shortly, telling him where you were, and asking where you two would meet, not without the constant typos. Due to what had happened earlier, you were hit with a wave of stress and anxiety, and so you decided maybe this little rendezvous of yours with Minho, would in the least help ease your mind.

Sadly, it’s Minho

1:48 You sure are eager to do this

You almost wanted to reach out inside your phone and strangle the boy for being cocky with you. He truly was a big contrast to the Minho you knew then.

You

1:49 Judt give mr the dsmn lovation

Sadly, it’s Minho

1:50 Okay, okay

1:50 Relax princess

1:50 Just meet me in the same room from before

1:51 You know? Where you were supposed to meet me 🙄

1:52 Also, wtf is up with the typos? Is it a thing now?

You didn’t reply any further, other than a short “be there in 5.” Now turning your attention to your friends, you spoke up, albeit quietly. They turned to you nonetheless. “I’ll go ahead first.”

Felix gave you a worried look. “Are you sure you’re fine on your own?” He asked worriedly, still caressing your hand in his.

“I’ll walk you to your next class,” Seungmin was ready to stand up, but you halted him, lightly pushing him down by his shoulder to stop him from completely standing up.

“I…I need some time alone to think…maybe walk around the campus a bit,” you looked away, not because you were timid of the situation, but something akin to shame for lying again.

The group still gave you a worried look, but Yeji was the first to break the silence. “Send us a message when you need help, okay?” Her sharp eyes softened as she spoke.

Felix stood up giving you a hug and a kiss on the cheek before speaking, “be careful, okay? Just give us a ring if he bothers you again.”

Their concern truly warmed your heart; although your plans of “taking a walk” involved your ex, you appreciated them speaking their concern for you. It calmed you down from the anxiety you’ve felt earlier. And it truly made you feel a lot more safe to know they’d be ready to answer your calls or messages if you ever encounter the bane of your existence once more.

You soon left the cafeteria and walked along a more crowded path back to the dance building. Although some may say the less crowded path of the university’s campus would be a better place to take a walk on, you thought that with more people around, it’d be safer for you especially if you encounter Kyle once more. More crowd, means he’d rather save face and not force you into doing anything.

Once you reached the building, there were only a few students littered on the hallway. Some classes were still on going, and you hoped that the room where Minho asked you to go to was vacant for some time.

You’ve been walking pretty slowly around the building in search of the room he previously mentioned. Your focus was interrupted when you felt a tug on your wrist. Your fight or flight senses were triggered until you looked at the person you held your wrist. It was Minho.

“Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” You hissed quietly at Minho. He just gave you a chuckle before tugging you in a direction.

“Come on,” he whispers. You thought you’d be going into the direction of the room until you passed by it. He kept walking until he opens the door to a different room. The janitor’s room to be more precise. He scans the hallway for any on looker; and when he found no one in the halls, he pushed the two of you inside, locking both of yourselves in the cramped space.

“Really? The janitor’s room?” You crossed your arms, huffing at him unimpressed.

“Well, sorry to burst your bubble, princess. The room where we were supposed to meet was occupied.” Even with the dim lighting, you know he rolled his eyes at you.

You ignored him and just went straight to the point, “so how are we doing this,” you rested your hands on your hips.

“You’re really eager, hmm?” You can hear the smirk in his voice, his hands sneakily made its way to your waist, gently resting there as he pulled you closer to him.

You looked away, “just…stressed. I need an out.” You were a bit tense, both from the situation from before and now.

Minho then buried his face on your neck, the point of his nose caressing your skin before he started to pepper it with kisses. His lips more tantalizing now that you were feeling it in a sober state. It sent shivers down your spine, feeling a sense of pleasure already swim its way to your core. The tension loosening into a more appropriate feeling to suit the situation.

“Let me help you then,” he whispers. His lips brushed along the shell of your ear, nibbling a little before he goes down to your neck, kissing and biting.

You can’t help but let out a moan, your arms wrapping itself around his neck, before you cried out, “don’t leave marks.”

Minho doesn’t reply, only getting your silent consent before he goes and lifts you from the floor. His strong hands under your ass where he gave it soft squeezes; and you wrapping your legs around him. The position guaranteed ease for both of you to grind down on each other.

Because you were both wearing sweatpants—quite conveniently—the material made it easier to feel the growing bulge of Minho. It sends you reeling with pleasure, your body warming as your breathing turned heavy. You can feel the apples of your cheeks start to heat.

Minho releases a hand from your undersides, the hand making its way up to your chest where he starts kneading it. Squeezing, and pinching on your buds, all the while grinding his growing hardness on your core.

Muffled moans, whines and heavy breathing were the only thing to be heard inside the cramped space, accompanied with the rustles of your clothes. It changes when Minho starts to slide the hand that were kneading your breast, to your core, that you let at a particularly louder moan than the muffled ones.

Minho snickers between your kisses, “careful princess, we don’t want other people to catch us in the act.”

He was so smug, it made you want to just sock him in the head, at the same time it turned you on. And he turns you on more as he palms you through your sweats. But he soon changes it as he plays with the waistband of your cotton sweats. “May I?” He asks.

You know what he’s talking about. And you felt yourself grow wetter from it. You can’t help but nod, losing the will to speak as you felt like putty in his hands.

Minho gingerly slips his hands inside your sweats and panties, quickly being greeted by the wetness between your slit. “So wet. Were you expecting this?” Hot with embarrassment, you buried your head on his shoulders, not answering his question. He only chuckled, quickly working on your wet folds, spreading and caressing.

Minho was taking his sweet time, and it frustrated you. Your insides were itching to be filled, and Minho seemed to plan on just playing with your bundle of nerves.

In between your restrained moans, you spoke, “just put it inside me…fast…”

Minho’s eyes darkened as he looked at you still with your head buried on his shoulder. Your side profile displayed for him and all he was met was your look of pleasure tainted with impatience.

Minho clicked his tongue cockily, “don’t go crying out loud.”

After coating his fingers with your essence, he was quick to push two fingers in. Building up his pace to a fast one, not lasting too long in fucking you in a slow pace.

It brought you immense pleasure. Too bad you were in a somehow public space, it made it hard for you to let out your moans freely. Only being able to let out whimpers and strangled moans. “Fuck…yes…”

The fast paced that Minho was going with made a lot of squelching sounds, and to be honest, it aroused you more. “More..” You whispered on his ear.

Minho let out a guttural moan beside your ear, which sent a shiver run down your back. “Can’t get enough of two fingers, you need more?”

You weren’t really into partners degrading, but Minho made it ten times hotter, that it had you quivering. Your insides clenches that it had Minho hissed in pleasure. Three of his fingers coated with your essence, all cramped and being squeezed by your insides.

A familiar knot was forming, soon it unraveled with the way Minho moved his fingers deep and fast, in and out of you; reaching your pleasure spot that had you moaning. It was a good thing Minho swallowed down your moans with an open mouthed kiss.

Coming down from your high, you watched with beady eyes Minho pulling his hand out of your sweatpants. His coated hands brought to his mouth, and soon you found him licking all over his hands. The scene had your pussy clench in nothingness, aroused that Minho was cleaning his hands from your slick with his mouth.

You can’t help but suddenly feel the need to give him back the pleasure he gave you, and so you kneeled down in front of him. Minho watched you like a hawk, his eyes never leaving your form despite the darkness. His eyes already adjusted to the darkness.

His hands threaded through your hair, feeling your movements. Your hands soon at the waistband of his sweatpants. Soon enough, it pooled around his feet. And with the help of the lights that slipped under the door, you made out the thickness of Minho. He wasn’t that long, but he was thick.

Although that in itself was enough to get you to feel horny once more, however, your tensed. And Minho sensed it. He wasn’t sure if it was because of something else or you were just too shocked to see him in all his thick glory.

“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want, I’m not going to force you,” Minho cut through the silence with his whispers. He was about to lead you to stand, until he felt you spit on his length and spreading the wetness all over.

He stilled and watched you. Gathering his precum, spreading it all over his slit and then spitting again. Soon enough he was wet, and you started stroking him

Minho felt hot all over. He watched you play with his length and sack. It was enough to have him on edge. He could have come all over if you kept it up. But you added another thing to his mix of pleasure that sent him reeling with pleasure; so much so that his plans to hold back the building orgasm, was ruined. Because there you were, acing in pleasuring his pleasure points, and then you just had to kiss the insides of his thighs as if in praise.

Minho covered his mouth with the back of his hand, his face hot all over as he released. Catching all of his essence in his hands so as not to taint you. And then you looked at him with those eyes that looked so sultry despite looking innocent. Holding eye contact as you took his hand to your mouth, licking all over to clean his essence. It had Minho reaching cloud nine, making him release a quiet moan.

Soon after the haze cleared out from both of you, you both turned away from each other, trying to fix yourselves to look decent. It was then Minho spoke, “you looked tense…You don’t have to do things that you don’t want, okay? Also, if you need me, just let me know.”

You were about to reply to him, but he was to quick to speak, “the coast is clear. You should go first.” Minho whispers, opening the door and looking sideways. He ushers you out gently before closing the door again.

You stood there for a moment, not knowing what to do. It wasn’t until the vibration on your pocket—a message from Yeji—that you finally walked away from the janitor’s room. A good 20, feet away before you heard the click of a door, and footsteps walking the opposite way did you know that Minho had just left as well.

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A/N: Hello! I'm back from my short break! Hopefully this chapter makes up for my long (kind of) absence 🥲

Anyways, as always, thoughts about the chapter are alsways welcome! If you want to be added to the taglist, you can always do so, just ask! 😳🤧💗

#stray kids x reader #skz imagines #skz fluff #skz smut #lee know x reader #lowkey series

[luchsyy]

another one of the pieces that i included in my uni portfolio :D i took random photos from my phone & tried to re-imagine them

(made in photoshop; created in january)

#portfolio 2023 #comic #digital art #illustration #uni portfolio #forgot to continue this series after the comic blew up LOL #i haven't got anything new to post btw. i've been finishing my commissions in my free time #and i get sooo much homework it's insane. i also started working on my semester finals which is lowkey killing me

[mallowsweetmiri]

Cr: @/hburgyy on Instagram

Give me Percabeth pre-HoO. Give me Percy driving after school to go see Annabeth, and staying in her dorm way too late. Give me Annabeth being genuinely happy for one of the first times in her life, all because this seaweed brain stole her hat and made her kiss him three times to get in. Give me Percabeth having a weekend sleepover at Sally Jackson’s apartment watching movies and stealing kisses that last a little too long. Give me Percy taking Annabeth out on their first proper date where he’s super nervous and slightly awkward, but it’s perfect because they’re together. Give me promises under the night sky that they’ll be together forever, and kisses that make their hearts ache in a way they’ve never felt before. And then give me Annabeth crying with Sally because Percy’s been gone for two whole weeks without a single word.

#lowkey pain #percabeth #percy jackson #annabeth chase #pjo hoo toa #piper mclean #percy x annabeth #percy jackson oneshot #percy jackson headcanon #percy jackson recs #percy jackson fic #percy jackson fanfiction #percy pjo #percy and annabeth #percy series #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #hereos of olympus #jason grace #leo valdez #percabeth pre HoO

[ambipotentsbestie]

okay my one qualm about the pjo episode today, that I just HAVE to address, is that they did not utilize the ingenious cinematic tool that is The Montage enough.

the lotus casino IS A MONTAGE. They are meant to be doing things!!!!! Many things!!!! Playing games and going to water parks and having spa treatments and stuffing their faces!!!! Annabeth plays a sims game!! Percy figures out that they’re stuck!!! Not this they know from the start and get out in twenty minutes business.

like…………. a montage would’ve been perfect, in fact they could’ve kept in the rest of the episode and new stuff they added, it wasn’t even a forty minute episode! Montage would’ve fit PERFECTLY.

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

#percy jackson #percy series #pjo series #percabeth #percy jackon and the olympians #annabeth chase #grover underwood #i did like the zoo truck! #and the taxi that was fun #but a montage was necessary #like the casino is supposed to suck you in with all the fun stuff #it didn’t look very fun imo #lowkey high key disappointed #:( #Grover ate tho #devoured #(but not those cookies) #montages>>> #original post #larn's things

[sameschmidtdiffname]

I personally choose to believe that the Hunger Games series is supposed to be Katniss's memoir/way of setting the record straight about her and her loved ones part in the Games/war. Meaning I think the entire country of New Panem was going into a FIT with every new chapter they read, let alone book. Just imagine the podcasts for a second.

"SO THE STAR-CROSSED LOVERS OF DISTRICT 12."

"YEAH."

"FATED SOULMATES."

"DESTINED TO BE TOGETHER."

"Role model for all of our relationships, I think it's safe to say."

"Mmhmm."

"It was a SURVIVAL STRAT????"

That baby reveal??? Had the country in SHAMBLES when they realized Peeta was lying. Her editors probably told her to just keep that out and she probably just said "why?? I have actual kids now, it's fine." The tabloids are blowing clear the fuck up all day every day. Peeta's hijacking??? People already knew but they didn't know EVERYTHING. God, those podcasts were LIT.

#lowkey would write a collaborative fic about this #peeta mellark #everlark #katniss everdeen #the hunger games peeta #the hunger games #hunger games series #the hunger games trilogy #the hunger games katniss #thg #cf #mj

[pa-rou]

'Cause you make me feel Like I'm so alone

#grian #gtws #goodtimeswithscar #3rd life #life series #desert duo #parou sketches #guilt guilt guilt more guilt #the kind that makes you so afraid to hurt them again only for the distance to hurt both of you even moreeeeeee #*shaking you by the sholders* do you get my vision!? #also caption is from mr. fear by SIAMES #which lowkey inspired this jsknx

[pharawee]

BENZ Atthanin Thaninpanuvivat & GARFIELD Pantach Kankham —รักนี้ไม่มีถั่วฝักยาว (This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans) · Teaser · Coming Soon

#this love doesn't have long beans #this love doesn't have long beans the series #benz atthanin #garfield pantach #tldhlbedit #longbeansedit #thai bl #thai drama #bl drama #bl series #my edits. #struggling w the colouring bc i usually don't make gifs while the sun is out lmao #not so lowkey watching this for them 😍

[sometinybees]

Is this how sending works? Absolutely not. Would Jester find a way to basically phone call Cad and tell him all about the Uk'otoa mess? without a doubt.

#critical role #mighty nein #critical role fanart #critical role art #caduceus clay #apparently my always thinking about M9 payed off WE GETTIN A SERIES BAYBEEEEE #also poor Cad I bet he'd be so lowkey stressed through the entire story #like oh my god I would have helped if you asked but I also understand you were on a time crunch but OH MY GOD #my art

[lafirechicken]

I think they deserve the biggest nap known to man

#digital art #fanart #art #hilda netflix #hilda season 3 #hilda the series #hilda #hilda fanart #hilda frida #hilda david #hilda twig #Hilda art #hilda spoilers #hilda the show #hilda (hilda) #hilda series #I think I finally figured out how to draw kids #they are so bean shaped #let them rest!!!!! #I tired out a new way of shading and I’m lowkey in love with it. me when I can color without having to render everything

[xpeachesncream]

hiii nikki!! idk if ur still on vacation or not but either way i hope ur doing well. just wanted to pop in to say that i’m currently reading lowkey and i’m obsessed everything abt it is so perfect i love ur writing sm🫶🏼

hi babylove!! i’ll be leaving for my family vacation this weekend ☺️♥️ excited to go and just be away for a bit! but thank you, i hope you are doing well and taking care of yourself angel! i’m happy to hear that you’re enjoying lowkey 🥺 that couple holds a special place in my heart and they will always be everything to me! thank you for loving them just as i do, and thank you for supporting my fics 🫶🏼😭 sending you all my love honey!

#xpeachesncream #nikki writes: lowkey the series #lowkey series #jeon jungkook fanfic #jungkook fanfic #l0udlove 💜

[strwbrryblues]

HELLO OMG 😭 I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING FOR LIKE MONTHS ON ANY OF MY SERIES 😭 foehfhahciwjav

this semester has been super crazy 🥹 I'm not free for the whole week, but I'll see what i can work on! i have a research to defend this week so i ajfnsjcjsh HAVE TO DO MY BEST 😭

also, i haven't gotten the inspiration to actually update because i thought the series i was making were all flopping because it has lesser interaction 🥹 BUT IT WAS ACTUALLY THAT MY TUMBLR NOTIFS ARE WONKY 😭 I haven't been getting notified for any likes AT ALL 😭 THAT IT'S GOT ME TO LOSE THE MOTIVATION TO CONTINUE SOME OF MY WORKS 😭

i do promise, that I'll finish all the series with all i can! because tbh i want to see through the end with you guys 🥹 more than i writer, I'm also a reader so my reader side would also like to see the end of the story with the series i make!

again, i deeply DEEPLY apologize that I haven't updated any of the series i am making 😞 I'll try something by the end of this week and see how things go from there! i kindly ask that if you're willing to see this all through with me, please have patience and understanding 🥹 I'm sorry if i ask too much sofjdjbshc

-k

#from the rest of the crowd series #lowkey series #k's thoughts

[nezhanetwork]

i watched life series and idk how to get over it

#life series #double life #goodtimeswithscar #grian #desert duo #my art #they're so satisfying to draw #i want to do something coloured with them lowkey

[rancidsugar]

#star wars #sabine wren #art #ahsoka series #digital art #fanart #ahsoka show #shin hati #wolfwren #sabine x shin #THEM #I LOVE LIPSTICK SO MUCH #GAHHH I SEE THESE PICTURES ALL OVER #AHHHHHH #yes 🥰 #lowkey rushed but AGGGGNDJDNEJDJSJD #shabine #tags broke #shin looks drunk on love #I’m on the floor

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

lowkey..just lowkey.. thinkin about waking up one day and seeing dragon! bakugou in your house…accompanied by a giant hole in your wall.

you’re so confused you can barely process it. there’s a handsome man passed out on your floor and from what you can see (which is basically everything since his shirt is torn to shreds) he looks injured. you also live on the third floor so you have no idea how he landed here, but you think the huge sprawled out wings on his back, his tail and those huge reddish horns that scream “ i’m a mythical being !!” might be the reason.

but there is one thing you’re able to think about and that’s how much money will it cost to fix your damn wall??

you call off work. you call it a family emergency because you don’t think “a shirtless man i think might be a demon just blasted through my wall and he looks injured” is gonna fly over well with your boss.

he seems to be able to heal himself because his wounds look better than when you first laid eyes on him and you can see that his skin looks like it’s restitching itself almost, you decide to help him out a bit and at least dress his wounds up the best you can with the little you know about doctor..stuff.

when he comes to though, he acts like you’re the one who knocked him out. he’s snarling and scowling at you, sharp teeth on display while he growls at you from the comfort of your fucking couch. he spits out all types of curses at you, you’re shocked because they come out so naturally. you’d honestly expected him to speak like some type of caveman and for a second you think this is just a very rude man in very convincing cosplay.

he keeps insulting you and he’s a little too good at it, so much so that it actually hurts your feelings a little. he keeps yapping about how if you didn’t let him out this instant he’ll have you grilled and barbecued or how he’d make quick work of you and have you sold to some merchants for a good amount of gold, since you “look like you’re not worth that much.” you’re a little pissed now. you scowl at him and you feel silly for calling off work and not pushing this huge asshole out of your flat and leaving whatever knocked him out to deal with him.

“you’re the one who blasted a hole in my wall, you jerk ! i say i’m the one who should have you sold if you can’t reimburse me for this, asshole ! and if you wanna walk out without a shirt on and get arrested like a creep, the door’s right there.” you don’t care to see him, because you would’ve seen how his eyes widened to the size of saucers at your retorts. you’ve never been more irritated in your entire life when you stalk to your room to get some much needed rest and to fight off the headache you can already feel slamming against your skull. “even demon men are insufferable.” you mutter bitterly before slamming the door.

you somehow managed to fall back asleep because when you open your eyes again it’s about 10 am. you’re frantic for a moment because you think this was somehow just a very vivid dream and you’re so late for work now. you slam your door open wide eyed and your wall is intact.

shit, your boss was gonna let you have it—

you catch something from the corner of your eye. the insufferable demon man is staring..glaring(?) at you but it’s not as intense as earlier,though. and he’s very much still seated on your couch.

“m-my wall..” you trail off. he clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes at you “i fixed it” he gruffs out.

you like how his voice sounds when he isn’t screaming and threatening you, you immediately scold yourself for thinking like that. he stares and keeps staring at you and you can’t decipher what he’s thinking

“oh..” you gasp “thank you.” he clicks his tongue again and looks away from you. just as much of an ass, but you guessed he felt a little bad about your wall, enough to fix it..somehow. you won’t ask for details.

you can’t will yourself to move past your doorframe so you decide to lean on it a little bit, rubbing your fuzzy socked foot against your calf, you catch him staring at the sudden movement before he looks back up at you. “so are you…a demon or something?” he scoffs for what feels like the umpteenth time today “don’t insult me, human.” he snarls then his face relaxes just slightly “m’ a dragon.” he grumbles.

“oh, wow” the little amount of fantasy manga you’ve read could never have prepared you for this.

you thank him for fixing your wall and he glares at you like he’s mad about it. but then he says he owes it to you for healing him. pointing towards his bandage covered chest. you feel your cheeks burn a little and you’re waving him off, telling him it’s no big deal and somehow his brows furrow even harder. “..so ? what do you want from me?” he growls when you tilt your head at him in confusion “don’t play dumb with me, filthy human ! what do you want in exchange for saving me ?”

“ohh…” you moan. then you shrug “i mean, you already fixed my wall, so i don’t really need anything from you, unless you can make my boss give me a promotion.” you giggle at your own joke and you wave him off again when he looks at you questioningly “nevermind.” you giggle.

he ignores you “you don’t want anything..nothing ?” he speaks apprehensively like he expects you to trick him, you shake your head. he looks bothered by it. he lowers his head and his eyebrows furrow in frustration then he growls.

you think maybe, maybe, he’s the type to feel bad whenever they feel like they can’t repay some type of service. you hadn’t noticed he was apparently on death’s door when you bandaged him up before and it makes you sweat drop a little bit, you try your best to shake it off. he stands up to leave, but he glances at you and suddenly his feet have stopped moving like he’s stuck there and he stares. he doesn’t even look mad like you’ve gotten used to him being for the short amount of time you’ve known him, he just looks confused. he stares at you and you stare at him and for a reason that you cannot understand you don’t want him to leave.

“ um !” you shrink into yourself, embarrassed from his gaze and the fact you were suddenly so loud. “well..you can’t exactly go out like this, it’ll be bad for you i think..it might attract attention to see a wounded shirtless guy walking around, people might take you for..i dunno—” you stumble “a crazy, dangerous person ! yeah, and if that happens they might take you away..so..that’d be bad for you, right ?” you hope he doesn’t realize how much you’re bullshitting around for an excuse but he almost seems to humor you when he crosses his arms across his toned chest.

“what do you suggest i do then, human ?” he growls lowly. he stalks towards you slowly, never breaking eye contact. you will yourself to stay with your feet planted firmly to the ground and head held up somewhat high as you stare up at him, damn he’s tall.

“ you stay here until you’re fully healed, if you wanna make it up to me. it would honestly save me so much trouble” it’s the truth. you can’t help but feel bad when the thought of him getting captured or experimented on crosses your mind, even if he is an asshole, but you don’t say that. you hold out your hand for him to shake “deal ?”

he squints at you and stares and you stare back. usually he would’ve stayed true to his threat and burned you alive by now, the trivial lives of humans are none of his concern. and yet for some reason he himself doesn’t know the answer to he stayed, even fixed up your damn wall you were whining about and even considered apologizing to you..which he absolutely never does !

there’s something different about you and he wants to find out what that something is. so, not so begrudgingly he slowly grasps your hand and squeezes lightly. he ignores the tiny voice in his head that tells him how soft and perfect your hand feels in his.

“deal.”

#lowkey tho just lowkey #i might just make this a series #wippee first maybe series yall #not proofread #ill fix later #i dreamed about this yesterday and i had to write about it #bakugou imagine #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo fluff #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #katsuki x you #bakugou drabble #bakugou fluff #I always end up writing way more than i mean to w him lmfaoo

[sameschmidtdiffname]

I can't imagine how relieved Peeta felt when Katniss finally agreed to have a child. Not because he wanted one so badly, but because it meant she was no longer waiting for the world to collapse.

#i feel like he cried lowkey #not heavy but he def had to pop into the bathroom to deal with some sniffles #peeta x katniss #peeta and katniss #the hunger games peeta #katniss x peeta #katniss and peeta #peeta mellark #thg peeta #peeta #katniss everdeen #thg katniss #the hunger games katniss #katniss #everlark #peeniss #the hunger games trilogy #the hunger games #thg series #thg #catching fire #mockingjay #cf #mj #post canon #toast babies