#oh my gawd i knew all of them

[honeytrap26]

JJK men when you come home from a night out with your friends.

summary: How JJK men react when you come home from a night out with your friends. cw: !!MDNI!! blowjobs, eating out, just straight up horny woman who love their smexy boyfriends. aunote: Sorry I’ve been gone. Had a lot of stuff come up and I’m currently sick with an awful cold. Just a quick one while I work on the rest. I hope you guys enjoy and happy reading!! Let me know if you want one with the rest of them (aged up) etc.🐼🖤 wc:1k+

Satoru Gojo

Stays up all night to track your little icon on his phone to make sure you and your friends get home safely. He’s laying in bed naked, the covers are lazily draped over him, when he finally sees your icon outside of the house he lets out a giddy laugh and shuts off his phone and pretends to be asleep. Gojo hears you stumble through the door and mutter “shit” as you bump into the wall. He can hear you slip off your heels and throw them on the ground, the sound of your purse hitting the floor as you make your way into the room. He tries to hide the smile on his face when he hears you sigh muttering “he’s already asleep.”

You strip off all of your clothes and crawl under the sheets next to Gojo. Your lustful eyes are observing Gojo’s face, your hand roams his body, your fingers trailing up and down his strong arm. You straddle his thighs slowly grinding on him while you kiss his chest, lightly licking his nipples. You can feel something begin to harden and rise underneath you, you lean down and give his neck light suck, your hand pushes back his messy hair revealing his half lidded blue eyes looking at you,

“B-baby, please…” he bites his lip letting out a strained moan.

“I knew you weren't sleeping.” you giggle, and pull him in for a passionate kiss. Gojos big hands grab your ass, giving it a hard smack before he pull away, he cracks a big smile and flips you over, the back of his hand caress your face,

“Let's have some fun baby girl.” 

Suguru Geto

Is still up when you get home, he's still playing games with Gojo and the crew. He hears Gojo yelling “Darling! You’re home…gawd dayum… girl….. you’re fucked up. Oh. No. NO. Don’t throw up here! AHH!”

Geto laughs at Gojo’s feet shuffling through the other end. One teammate down.

“SATORU! You’re making us lose!!” Toji yells through his headset. “Oh hey ma, how u doin-Oh shit you’re fucked up too? No- Ow! Don’t smack me. I was yelling at Satoru. Blame him!” 

Two teammates down.

“Shit, come on boys!” Geto sighs, “Haibara you good?” Geto pauses for a moment. “Haibara?”

A ping for the chat box pops up.

‘ Press F to pay respect to Haibara.’ Gojo types.

Geto’s head slumps forward in defeat, three down.

“It’s just me now.” he takes a deep breath and focuses on the game. He feels your hands massage his tense shoulders from behind, you lean down and wrap your arms around his neck.

“Hey love, I see the other girls are fucked up… was that your doing?” he smirks, his eyes not leaving the screen.

“I would never do that, it was all Mei this time.” you say, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck taking in the scent of his body wash and shampoo. You give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Uh-huh…Sounds like both you and Mei planned it seeing as Nanami isn’t saying anything.” Geto let’s out a “yes” under his breath as he gets a headshot kill and captures the flag they lost because of Gojo.

Getos feels your arms leaving his body, he gives your hand a quick kiss before you walk away.

You position yourself underneath his desk and tug at his sweats.

“Babe, what are you doing?” he quickly glances down at you.

“I wanna look at your tattoo. I didn’t get to look at it upclose.” he feels you pull his brief and sweats off.

“That’s not just my sweats-oh fuck…b-baby. Not so-mmmm.” he groans, feeling you lick and suck his balls. His cock jumps up at the sudden ministrations, your licks are sloppy, your teeth graze his cock. Making his body tense up. He leans back in his chair, his hand comes down to guide your head up and down his hard member. He thrusts his hips up into your mouth making you gag a bit.

“Good fucken girl.” he groans, he slips off his headphones.

“I’m back on. Suguru where ya at?” Gojo’s voice echoes through Geto’s headphones.

“Hey fuck face you’re makin us lose!!” Toji comes back in yelling.

“On the right, on the right! Suguru ON THE RIGHT!” Haibara says.

“Got him. Last one. Reloading.” Toji says.

“Shit babe, gonna cum.” Geto grabs your hair and pushes your head down, taking all of him in your mouth. He shoots his load into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat.

“Suguru. Suguru?! SUGURU!!” They all shout in unison as the words DEFEAT pop on the screen.

Nanami Kento

Is dead asleep, man is exhausted. He works long hours so give him a break. He feels bad for not going out with you but he knows you can take care of yourself. You're cackling loudly singing “I'm gonna get some dick tonight. Woop woop.” You stumble into the room and see him sleeping there so peacefully. You grab the blanket and yank it off of him. “Nanamin, Nanamin, Kento, Mr. Big dick Kento. I wanna fucckk.” you giggle and straddle his hips.

Nanami groans, his body shivers from the cold air hitting him. “What are you doing?” he mumbles, still half asleep.

“I want you. I missed you so much, I didn’t get to see you before I left.” you pout, showering his face with kisses. “Sooo wake up..” you kiss his lips. He turns his face away, his big hands come up and hold your waist. He finally opens his eyes, adjusting to the hallway light illuminating the room.

“I’m up. I’m up.” he yawns. “How was your night, beautiful?” he moves your hair away from your face tucking it behind your ear.

“It was good, I’m a little drunk but I missed you more.” you give his hand a kiss and  lay on his chest. Nanami wraps his strong arms around you, he shifts his body so you're laying next to him. His hand gently caresses your hair.

“No Kento, I wanna fuck not cuddle.” you try to get away from him but he squeezes you tighter.

“Shhhh go to sleep. You're drunk” he holds you tighter.

“Nanamin…” you whine. Silence fills the room. His body twitches in response. You sigh and lay there admiring his features.

“He’s already asleep again.” 

Toji Fushiguro 

Is always down to fuck, especially since you decided to be a tease by bending over right in front of him while he was sitting on the ground waiting for Megumi to come back with his books. You tried to run out of the room but Toji grabbed your legs pushing you back onto his face. His nose digging deep into your clothed cunt. If Megumi didn’t come running back from your moans, he would’ve ripped those pantyhose right off and given you a little present before you left.

You open the door trying to be as quiet as possible to not wake them up. Whenever you’re gone Megumi and your husband slept together, but to your surprise Toji isn’t asleep, instead the lights are dimmed down low in the living room and he’s laying on the couch butt ass naked scrolling through netflix trying to find something to watch.

“You’re finally home.” He says nonchalantly, not looking away from the screen.

You pause for a moment to check the time on your phone.

“Toji it's 3am why are you not asleep?” You take off your shoes and hang up your coat.

“You're horny when you're drunk. Just thought I'd make it easier for you.” He smirks, and tilts his head up at you.

“I was DD tonight so I’m not drunk and I have vomit all over me.” You sigh and sit next to him on the couch. He sits up and grabs your legs so they’re resting on his thighs, he begins to massage your feet, moving up your legs. You let out soft moans and sighs of relief.

“Feels good? Seems like a long night.” he says as he leans down to kiss your legs.

“Yeah it was kinda a long night, remember I told you that my friend found her boyfriend sleeping with another girl?” 

Toji nods in response.

“Well she was already drunk by the time I got there and it was a mess, we ran into her boyfriend and his new chick there.” you close your eyes and lean back against the couch. You feel Toji move for the couch to the ground, your legs are on his shoulders now.

“How about I help make you feel better?” he says as he spreads your legs open.

“Toji, I smell like puke.” you chuckle and push his head away.

“Not down here baby girl, you smell sweet just like you did earlier today, don’t tell me you don’t remember what you did. Teasing me like that.” He smirks and pulls your legs closer to his mouth. His hands squeeze your ass and rip your pantyhose apart.

“Toji, that was a nice one!.” you playfully slap his hand.

“Sorry babe, you're irresistible to me.”

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[tojiscursedtool]

𓏲 ₊˚๑ ꒰ His . ꒱ ໑‧₊˚.ꪆ

MENTIONS - Breeding, punishments), edging, stomach bulging, death of others, two cocks, stretching out, FTM!Reader, degradation(Slut, Whore, Etc.)

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"M-my lord." You whimpered out just barely being able to speak properly..he was fucking you stupid. quite literally.. You were planted down on both of his cocks as he then spoke in his usual cold unbothered tone but with a hint of desire. "What is it?" One of Sukunas many hands grasped your chin forcing you to look at him, he did that smile you loved so much. That evil grin showing off his sharp fangs. Those beautiful blood moon colored eyes piercing at you whilst him fucking you in front of his servants like there wasn't a care in the world, "please..it's sho..b..big..! I don't think I- haagh! Knghh! And they're watching it’s so..embarrassing!!.." you moaned out, He then spoke once again but glaring at you.." Let them watch, I want them to know you belong to me." He thrusted one more final time as he then stopped moving his hips having you sit on his cocks, making you feel the warmth and length of them. They were so fucking big..you didn't know how much more your little cunt could take at this point, you just wanted him to fuck and cum inside you, you squirmed and wiggled your hips around trying to feel his cocks at least move inside you.. this was torture.

He'd fuck you then stop, fuck you and stop. Right before your climax..it was so mean. But a whore like you deserves it. He smacked your cunt you then gasped out feeling his two cocks go deeper into your womb you swore he was going to tear you in half if he kept going at this rate.. but that doesn't matter, you are there to server him, satisfy his needs, he's your master. Your god. Everything, you will do something even if you don't want too, after he just wanted to help his poor little servant stut... after he caught you in your room fucking yourself dumb with a 9 inch thick dildo. "You can take it, you will take it. Now spread your legs for me, pet.." he whispered in your ear as he began to pump his hot throbbing cocks into your warm heat. You spread your legs more as you then felt two of his big hands force your legs to open even more, he was so big..at least 10 inches maybe even 12, a bulge formed on your stomach going in and out from how deep he was inside your wet cunt. He thrusted his cocks in and out at a fast pace but purposely avoiding your g-spot, he wasn't about to hit it just yet. After all you were a bad boy who needed to learn his place.

Precum slightly coating your tight gummy walls. It felt like lube but it still hurts from how much he's stretching you out with his cocks alone..he didn't prep you. Just shoved them in. After all that's what you deserve. He fucked you at such high and fast paces.the thrusts were so hard against your g-spot you were fucking melting at this point. Your sweet little moans turned into screams. Screaming his name as you bounced on his cocks..You feel every vein, every inch..all of it. His cocks were so warm inside that wet tight cunt. You loved it. He knew you did, that's why he did it. His groans were like music to your ears you just wanted him to feel good..you were just about to cum as you then moaned out, "Kuna! Oh my gawd~!.yes fuck fuck fuck... yes fuck me right there..AH! CUM IN ME~!" You were spouting that shit out like a dumb slut drunk on your masters cocks. He let out a few more harsh thrusts as he then cummed inside of you. You came along with him..both of you liquids mixing together, he kept his cocks inside your heat to his cum inside of you.

The mouth on his stomach then began lickin' up the cum off your thighs and cunt..it then licked and nibbled on your clit. You gasped in surprise..you were a mess. A slutty mess..cumming on your masters cocks like you had no shame. Your eyes then rolled to the back of your skull, your lips slowly parting open as you let out weak pathetic moans...drool came out of your mouth. Disgusting. But Sukuna didn't care, you were his after all and he didn't care what you looked like at this moment, he just knew he wanted to fuck that naughty fucking brat of his. As loyal as you were to him he still viewed you as a nasty slut who just wants his tight cunt fucked until he blacks out. That's the type of man you are for him, you convince yourself you only serve him because that's your duty, your role in life. But no.. that's not the case. You're a dirty fucking whore who wants to sit on his cocks and allow his servants to watch the both of you fuck. There are other punishments like he makes you watch him fuck and cum into other women or men, doesn't matter. He does it to make you not misbehave again. He then kills them off after though..he wouldn't really keep them alive as he wouldn't want them knowing about his little 'alone time' he had with you. He gives his servants a little show as he kills them off right after he's fucked you. that's just how he is. He claims what's his, and you're his. And he's yours. "S'much..of 'Kuna's cum..Mmph..wanna carry..your..kids."

you mumbled out to him, your head laying on his chest as your whole body was up against him. You were too weak to move as obviously you could barely form words. "Oh? You want to carry my heirs? Do you think you're good enough for that." Sukuna asked you, looking down at your limp body that slightly twitched from the cold air hitting your bare body. "... wanna try.please." you pleaded with him softly sniffling, you wanted his children even if he didn't love you like you loved him, you just wanted him so bad. "So be it.." he then leaned down a bit as he came a bit more inside you letting it all travel inside your womb..from the amount of cum he'd put inside you, you then blacked out onto him, you were out of energy to keep your eyes open or even stay awake. you'd sure be pregnant by tomorrow morning..but that's what you wanted right? To hold your masters heir.

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[btsgotjams27]

things you don't know | jjk

summary: it’s been seven years since you last saw the boy that broke your heart. after moving back home, you try everything you can to avoid seeing him around town, but destiny has a wicked way of doing the opposite.

✨ title: things you don't know | one shot ✨ pairing: jungkook x f!reader | ✨ rating: M/17+ ✨ genre/au: angst | ex best friends!au | ✨ word count: 4.3k ✨ warnings: language, drinking, light kisses, miscommunication, reader jokes about unaliving her other best friend, mentions of throwing up ✨ prompt: “i thought i’d never see you again” ✨ a/n: heyoooo. so this is loosely based off a friendship i had in high school and in case you're wondering (irl) i haven't seen this man in over 17 years (oh gawd i'm old). anyway, thank you to @shina913 for being my beta.

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You were a fool to believe nothing could tear you and your best friend apart. Just like in the movies you'd watch for hours, you realized you were not the main character; he was. You were only part of the supporting cast, the best friend–not the one he wanted. Someone else had been occupying his mind, his thoughts, and you guessed you weren't privy to know all of him.

You wondered if you became the villain in his story. Were you the other woman? How could you have known if he never told you? He was your best friend. The one you shared everything with–your hopes, dreams, and even the dumbest little details of your life.

And maybe you expected too much. Maybe you had built a world of sunshine and rainbows and believed no storms could ever weather through. Maybe you cared too much, thinking he felt the same.

But at long last, you had become the girl jealous of Josie–the person who took away your best friend.

The city you lived in had grown vastly the last time you were here. Multiple lanes were added to the highways, and fields of land were cleared out for new homes, shops, and restaurants to try. Though the only thing on your mind was not bumping into him.

His was the only face you didn't want to run into in a city that felt familiar and unfamiliar. It felt silly. You're a grown woman with a car and an apartment–had bills to pay, and running into one person shouldn't haunt you as it did.

You might have done some detective work, going through old high school friends lists on Facebook and Instagram, lurking to see if he would show up. But as you suspected, he didn't exist on social media, so your chances of seeing him increased in your weird little mind.

The old hangout places were on your no-go list. Remember, you're trying to avoid him. He has not been on your mind every waking second, minute and hour. You weren't wondering how he was doing or if he was okay. He didn't deserve to occupy your mind, take all your energy.

But if you were to bump into him, you had a monologue ready to tell him how he had fucked up your mind, spiked all your insecurities, and hoped he and his stupid little girlfriend lived unhappily ever after. He deserved that, at least.

"Did you see Lillie's Instagram post? The one where a bunch of them were out celebrating Josie's birthday?" Lana asked, sipping on her iced vanilla latte. Lana was another high school best friend who didn't stomp all over your heart.

And regarding Lillie's post, it was hard not to see it when everyone you knew was tagged. Some things never change, you guessed. The same circle of friends, the same drama, the same gossip, but then again, you were sitting with one of your oldest friends.

"Yeah, I saw it."

And you also noticed how Jungkook wasn't in any photos. After doing your detective research and scouring through the internet. He was a ghost, not even showing up in tagged photos. You were hoping to get a glimpse of him in the background, but you hadn't seen a picture of him in years, so you had no idea if he had grown into that big 'ol nose of his or if he had gotten those piercings and tattoos he's always wanted. There was no trace of this man, not even in Josie's pictures.

Last you heard, they were still together, and you always rolled your eyes hard, remembering what Jeon Jungkook did to you. Didn't even have the fucking balls to say it to your face, but in a letter instead.

You suspected it was all Josie's fault. Probably afraid you'd steal him away, or he'd prefer to hang out with you. And you understood, he wasn't your boyfriend or anything, just a friend. Ex-best friend, that is. So you supposed any girl that did like Jungkook would be intimidated by your friendship.

"Have you seen Jungkook at all?"

Lana knew what went down–dropping you like a fly, like you didn't exist. She had teased you like a madwoman because you were crushing hard on his friend, Jimin, and somehow ended up befriending Jungkook.

"Nope," you said flatly.

"So, you know how we always talk about Jungkook being untraceable? I think I found him," she said, pulling out her phone.

Your jaw clenched before huffing out a breath. Lana liked to poke the bear when it came to Jungkook. You knew it wasn't intentional, and there was a part that held onto those painful memories because you weren't over what he did to you. Countless nights of questions and if you could've done anything to save your friendship. Wondering what you did wrong and why he picked Josie instead of you. You thought he had feelings and just didn’t want to act on it.

Lana slid the phone over, her two fingers zooming in on a brightened photo. "It's definitely Jungkook," she pointed to a figure in the background.

You narrowed your eyes as she moved the photo around. Your heart skipped a beat. You'd recognize that nose anywhere. It was him. He wasn't a ghost. There was actual evidence that he existed.

"I searched for more photos, but nothing else came up."

You chuckled. "Of course not. Jeon Jungkook doesn't exist on social media. It was never his thing anyway. It was always Josie who liked the attention."

"As a couple, they make no sense to me. What does he see in her anyway?" Lana pondered, sucking up the last of her latte.

Josie was popular and pretty and did every extracurricular activity known to man. Jungkook was quite the opposite: introverted, kept to himself, played games day and night, yet somehow they still ended up together.

"I don't know. Maybe she has a great personality or something," you answered.

She had everything and could’ve had anyone in the senior class, and something always bothered you about their relationship. You just couldn’t put your finger on it.

Lana could see your despair and decided to change the subject. "What are you doing tonight? Jimin is having a small party and was super excited when I told him you moved back."

You narrowed your eyes, your lips thinned. "What are we? In high school again?"

"Come on, babe. It'll be just like old times. I'll even pick you up. I know you hate driving."

It's only been a week since you've moved back. You didn't even know where all of your cute clothes were. "I have nothing to wear." It was the best excuse you could come up with at the moment.

"I got you. Don't worry about it!"

Fuck—you should've opted for a different excuse.

"I thought you said this was a small party," you said, wearing a dress that was barely covering your ass. You'd get Lana back for putting you in the tightest dress.

"Trust me, this is small." Lana hooked her arm with yours, dragging you to the kitchen, where Jimin poured several soju bottles and sodas into a pitcher. It was quite the concoction.

“How can he afford this place?” you whispered as you stared at the fancy marbled island and large commercial refrigerator.

Lana shrugged. “I don’t think he lives by himself. Probably has roommates or something.”

"Ladies! You're here!" Jimin squealed, setting down the soju bottle. He hugged Lana before greeting you warmly. "Oh—it's so good to see you!" He wrapped his arms around you, moving you from side to side, digging his chin into your shoulder.

"It's good to see you too, Jimin. You're, um, still quite the host." His parties were all the rage in high school, and now that you look back, you're unsure what you saw in Jimin. He was a good guy, a great dancer, but he partied too much for your taste. Maybe you were shallow and just liked him for his looks.

"I have a reputation to uphold." He wiggled his eyebrows, handing you a shot glass. "I call this little drink 'Soju Sunrise.'" He held his glass, waiting for you to clink it against his.

"Here goes nothing." The glasses clack together, and the mixed liquids go down your throat as smooth as silk. Surprisingly, the cocktail is rather tasty, and you hold out your glass for another round.

"Yes! That's my girl!"

After multiple rounds of Jimin's Soju Sunrise, your body loosened up along with your tongue, being quite the chatterbox to everyone hanging around. The alcohol coursing through your veins made catching up with old friends less dull. Though you wish you could've had a sign plastered to you stating your job, why you were back, and what you've been up to. It would've made your life simpler.

As you exited the bathroom, Lana immediately pulled you into an empty bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"What the fuck, Lana?"

"He's here!" she exclaimed out of breath.

"Who?" Confusion sets on your face.

“He-who-must-not-be-named!”

"Voldemort?" You raised a brow, pouting your lips together.

She struck your head. You scowled, rubbing the spot. Still confused, you think back to the crowded room.

A lightbulb finally goes off. You blame the Soju Sunrise for making you an airhead. "You've got to be kidding me."

"She's here too."

Oh, how you'd rather be clawing your eyes out right now. It would hurt less than facing Jungkook and Josie after all these years.

You had your little monologue prepared and ready to go, but you didn't think you'd have to recite it. Did you even remember what you wanted to say?

You looked around the room and sprinted when you saw a window. Your hands fumbled with the lock, but it was too hard to open.

"What are you doing?" Lana asked, her eyebrows knitted together, watching you struggle.

"I'm gonna climb out the window." It was the only sensible thing to do.

"You're so fucking dramatic."

"It's the only way to avoid them."

Lana grabbed your arms and made you look at her. "You are a grown-ass woman. Put on your big girl panties and walk out that door with your head held high."

"But I don't wanna," you pout. "And I'm wearing granny panties." You lowered your head, staring at your dress, picturing the blush-colored panties with a little bow on the front.

"Granny panties with this dress?"

"What? I couldn't find other ones and I like full coverage." Curse you for not unpacking like you should've been doing.

"Would've been better if you went commando."

"Lana! I have some dignity."

"Do you, though? You won't even leave this room and face the one person who broke your heart."

"Thanks, Lana," you said flatly.

"You're welcome!" she smiled, shaking your body. "Come on. You can do this. I believe in you." You rolled your eyes, staring blankly at her. She scanned you from head to toe, then back up to your chest. "Sweetie, we gotta make sure your tits are stunning." She dragged down the top of the dress, ensuring the swells of your breasts were peeking through.

"Lana, I'm not trying to seduce the guy." Okay—maybe you developed a crush on him, but it's not like you were going to make a move, he had a girlfriend for fuck’s sake.

"Yeah, who cares? We're trying to make Josie jealous."

"This is so high school," you comment, digging through your purse for your lipstick.

"Your point is?" Lana blinked.

You huffed. Okay—fine. If this were the only time you'd see Jeon Jungkook and Kim Josie, then fuck it. You could pretend everything was great for five minutes. Your hand went underneath your dress, tugging off your granny panties and tossing them on the ground.

"Holy shit—going commando too?" Lana squealed and clapped excitedly.

Hiking your dress up just a smidge, you were ready to smile and lie through whatever this dreaded conversation would bring up, probably old feelings of hurt and regret.

You hooked your arm through Lana's, with your shoulders back and head held high. This was it. After all this time, you would face the son-of-a-bitch who broke your heart and the cruel witch who took him away.

You had class—at least, you hoped you did. So, you'd play it cool, be calm and collected. Pretend like you had your shit together.

That is until you turned the corner and immediately spotted them snuggled up in the corner. Josie looked like a lovesick puppy all over him. Jungkook, not so much.

You clutched Lana's arm tighter and came to a halt. You repeated your short monologue in your brain from the bedroom to the living room, but it was as if your mind had wiped everything and your brain's connectors were short-circuiting.

Your eyes glistened as you watched the two. Josie sat on his lap, arms wrapped around his neck, kissing him. Your lower lip quivered, and your stomach sank. You weren't sure if you needed to hurl because of them or because of the soju. Perhaps both.

Jungkook pulled away from her grasp, seemingly annoyed by her show of affection. As soon as he turned away from her, his eyes landed on you.

You flashed a small smile and a wave of your hand. Who knew seeing Jungkook would make you feel the complete opposite of the narrative you had created? In your head, he was a heartless best friend who left you for a wicked witch, but here he was in the flesh and was just that big-nosed, doe-eyed boy whom you shared everything with. You missed him so much and wanted to catch up on life like no time had passed.

Lana turned to you. "Hey, what happened to the bad bitch persona? Aren't you gonna tell him off?"

"I'm so stupid, Lana. I can't do this." So much anger had been building up within the last seven years, but underneath that anger was just a girl who was heartbroken.

Lana nudged you in the ribs. You two watched as he pushed Josie off his lap, causing her to frown. You attempted to let go, but she pulled you in as Jungkook beelined toward you.

"Oh, my god! Jeon Jungkook in the flesh?" Lana said in a dramatic tone. "You do exist! I can't believe it. Well, I'm going to find myself another drink! Have fun catching up with your bestie!" She punched Jungkook's shoulder hard, and he scowled and flinched, massaging the spot.

You pressed your lips together, unsure what to say to him. It's been seven years since you last saw him. Once you graduated from high school, you were out of each other's hair. You were off to college a few hours away, and he stayed in town to attend a local university.

Jungkook cut off all forms of communication. It was like your friendship ceased to exist, which hurt you the most. The last thing you received from him was a measly little letter explaining that he was with Josie and that she didn't want you coming in between their relationship.

You couldn't understand why Jungkook couldn't just talk to you. Josie was never mentioned in conversations, nor did you see him with her, so it felt out of left field. If Jungkook told you he liked someone, you'd never stand in the way of his happiness. You thought he knew you better than that, but maybe you were wrong. Maybe you didn't know each other at all.

"I thought I'd never see you again," Jungkook said, the corners of his mouth curving into a warm smile.

You only paid attention to the glow-up Jungkook had. He did get the lip piercings he wanted, along with the tattoos. You could see them peeking through underneath his gray hoodie hanging off his shoulder. The white tank top defined his taut chest, letting you know he liked to work out. His damp hair curled in all the right places against the nape of his neck and his forehead. The silver chain adorning his neck looked pretty enough to tug on.

"You look great, by the way," Jungkook added, breaking you out of your daze.

"Oh, thanks. So do you." You manage to squeak out finally; then you remember how provocative you looked in your dress compared to sweet, innocent, looking Josie in her pink floral sundress, who was making their way toward you.

"Jungkook, can we please get a drink?" Josie whined, giving you the once over before latching onto Jungkook like the leech she was.

"You remember—"

Josie interrupted, "Yeah–don't remind me. Can we go?"

Josie stormed off toward the kitchen, leaving you and Jungkook behind. Did he have any say in their relationship, or did she tug him around like a puppy on a short leash?

You're stunned but not surprised by her remark. Once a bitch, always a bitch.

Turning your attention back to him, you realize you have nothing to say. The scars from this friendship were carved deeply into your heart; not even the monologue you rehearsed could dissipate the pain he caused.

"I—I gotta go," you said, taking off toward the bedroom because you couldn't fucking leave your underwear on a random stranger's floor. You had to save whatever dignity you had left.

"Wait—" He tried to grab your attention and followed you, walking through the hallway toward a room. He watched you go from one end of the room to the other, searching for something. "What are you doing in my room?"

You straighten your posture, slowly turning to him. "This is your room?"

"Yeah, Jimin and I share this place along with another friend.”

Oh, now you were going to fucking kill Lana. She knew. She must have! That's why she wanted to bring you here. And out of all the rooms, you had to pick Jeon Jungkook’s to leave your underwear in?

"Great," you said in exasperation. You turned back around in search of your panties. "Where the fuck is it?" It could only be in so many places.

"Where's what?"

You got down on your hands and knees, tugging your dress down, looking underneath the bed for your granny panties. "Nothing," you grumbled. "Fuck it. Forget it." You stood, walking past Jungkook. He could have your underwear as a keepsake, you suppose.

"Hey—" He gripped your arm. "Come on. This is how you greet me after all this time?"

You scoffed, glaring at him. "You're fucking kidding me, right? You're lucky I'm even speaking to you. You don't even deserve that."

He lets go of your arm. "We kind of ended on a sour note, but it wasn't my fault."

He couldn't see it, but smoke was fuming from your ears, and you wished your death glare could burn through him and maybe even through Josie. How fucking dare he put all the blame on you? And for what exactly? You might add that you did nothing but be his friend, and he ghosted you like you meant nothing to him.

"So it's my fault?" You assumed he was placing the blame on you. "How is it my fault? Please enlighten me, Jungkook."

He quieted down, cowering his head.

"You showed up holding hands with Josie, then proceeded to not talk to me like a human being and instead wrote me a fucking letter like the coward you are. A letter, for fucks sake. You could've had the common decency to say it to my face."

You walked out of language class, and there they were, hand in hand as you idly watched from behind. And he didn’t even hand you the letter. He had stuffed it in your locker.

Your words took him aback. His recount of how everything went down was different from yours. "I'm sorry," he said. His eyes flicked to yours before looking away.

"Well, it's too fucking late for apologies."

Jungkook called out to you, and you didn't look back, storming away from him. You passed by Lana, telling her you were leaving and that you'd talk to her later.

You ran out the front door, stopping at the sidewalk's edge, remembering that Lana drove. "Fuck," you grumbled, pulling out your phone to grab an Uber.

You were stupid to think Jeon Jungkook wouldn't affect you after all these years. Maybe it's because you haven't dealt with feeling abandoned by him. Maybe you wished you did more for your friendship. Whatever the reason, you knew moving back wasn't a good idea because you’d have to deal with this.

"Hey!" Jungkook called out. You looked over your shoulder and continued walking. He ran in front of you to grab your attention. "Can you talk to me?" he asked, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his hoodie.

"Why don't you fucking write me a letter? Since you're so good at that," you mocked as you shuffled around him. He was a shitty writer who could barely pass Creative Writing without your help.

"That's not fair."

You scoffed, stopping in your tracks to turn back to him. "Run back to your little girlfriend. Don’t you have to get her approval first before talking to me?"

"She's not my girlfriend."

You tut. "Yeah–okay." That was hard to believe, considering she was all over him.

"She's not. We haven't been together for a while now," Jungkook explained.

"You looked pretty cozy earlier."

Jungkook looks at the ground, kicking around an invisible rock. "It's complicated."

"That's great, Jungkook, but I really don't want to hear about your relationship problems. Good luck with Josie and in life. You two deserve each other." You pulled out your phone to see if the Uber was arriving.

Crossing your arms, you walked back toward Jimin's place. You wish you pinned the pick-up location somewhere else, but you'd have to endure his presence longer.

Jungkook followed, giving you some space, stopping when you did. His eyes raked over you. His dimple appeared and disappeared as he licked his lips and chewed on the inside of his cheek.

"When you got your acceptance letter to college, and you decided you were leaving, you didn't bother to ask about what I thought," he said, hands still in his pocket, staring at the ground. Your eyes flickered to him before looking away. He softly chuckled, "I thought to myself, what would I do without my best friend? I had nothing going for me, didn't even know what I wanted to do—still don't know what I want to do. And as much as you make me out to be the bad guy in your story, there are a lot of things you don't know."

You turned away from him as your eyes began to well up. You didn't want to cry before him, rehashing things from so long ago. You let out a shaky breath, trying to contain your emotions.

"Why didn't you say anything?" you asked, using the back of your hand to wipe away the snot threatening to fall.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I would never want to keep you from something that made you happy," he admitted.

You were always open with each other, so you're unsure why this one thing made it seem like he couldn't be honest with you.

"Tell me one thing."

Jungkook hummed.

"Why didn't you tell me about Josie?" It was the one question that lingered since you received his letter.

His lips thinned. "Honestly?" You nodded. "It all happened so quickly. Jimin was throwing a party that night when you told me about going off to college, and I was in my head, overthinking everything. And Josie was there, being sweet and comforting me, and I don't know what came over me. I just kissed her to make myself feel better. Then, the next day at school, she took my hand and told everyone we were together."

"So, let me get this straight? I told you I'm going off to college. You get upset, kiss Josie because you were mad about me leaving, and then end up in a relationship with her?"

"Well, when you put it that way, it sounds ridiculous."

You turned to him, hitting him across the chest several times. He held his hands up to block you. "Because Jeon Jungkook, it is ridiculous! God–you're such—a—" you groaned. "Do you know how much you hurt me? We could've avoided all this if you had just talked to me. Life could've been different for us. You could've come with me, and then we could've been together."

"Together?" He stared at you with his starry brown eyes.

"Yes, you dummy! I liked you, if you couldn't tell. I was going to tell you, but then you and Josie happened, and well, you know how the rest of the story goes."

You closed your eyes and let out a long-awaited breath. It felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders, getting all this out in the open. You weren't expecting Jungkook to do anything to make you feel better, but at least he could hear what you wanted to say after all these years.

Your uber pulled up and you opened the door, holding onto it as you looked at Jungkook. A glimpse of the boy you once knew still lingered in his eyes. If you could go back and do it all over again, you would've fought harder for him, fought for what the two of you had. It was too precious of a friendship to let go just like that. Unfortunately, life didn't work that way.

There were no forms of time travel or alternate dimensions where the two of you could've lived happily ever after, and there were only the choices you made here and now.

"Bye, Jungkook."

✨ read part two | read part three ✨

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[yunholuvrr]

muse

summary: Your friend Hongjoong just held a show for his new fashion line and invited you to photograph the event, but one model catches your eye more than any of the clothes on the runway.

pairing: yunho x fem!reader

word count: 4.1k

genre: smut, model!yunho, fashion designer!hongjoong, photographer!reader

warnings: explicit smut minors dni, petnames (baby, love, princess), big dick yunho, semi-public sex???? pretty tame i think, lmk if i should add anything

note: taking a break from we all need love to indulge in my feelings for cosmopolitan yunho oh my GAWD he's so fine.... & i did not proofread sorry for any typos

You've worn many hats since you graduated. Interning at various clothing companies, freelance photography picking up gigs from friends and classmates, and a brief stunt as a journalist. It only makes sense that all your jobs have led to you standing in front of a glowing runway, camera propped and ready for the first model to walk out, people rushing by as they settle into their front row seats.

Not every classmate of yours was doing well in the fashion industry, but one in particular was making waves, if this event was anything to go by. Kim Hongjoong, the designer that came out of nowhere.

You chuckle at the marketing of your old friend. Anyone who knew him would know he was born to design clothes, hell, if you didn't know him you'd only have to take one look at his closet. But in the grand scheme of things, a man's gender inclusive line going viral after only 2 years in the industry is pretty unheard of.

The lights dim and you focus on your camera's digital screen, quadruple checking all your settings. Hongjoong was your biggest client during your freelancing days, and your gig tonight was to capture his show for press. Usually you'd just be doing personal events like weddings or birthdays, but these would be seen be anyone and everyone in the industry. To say you were nervous would be an understatement.

One model after another appears on stage, making their rounds in all types of bold, complex outfits. His work wasn't really your style, you preferred to keep it simple and comfortable, but it's hard to deny its appeal. The models he invited showed the pieces off amazingly, too. They worked on all body types and proportions, which you made sure to capture in every photo.

One man in particular stood out to you as you took every shot you could. He looked more like a traditional model, tall and thin, lean and muscular in all the right places. He could get a job anywhere he tried. The charisma oozing from his face was infectious. A few dark strands of hair fell in front of his rhinestone speckled eyes, which seemed to make eye contact with every single person in the room. His cupid's bow was sharp, and the smirk he sent to your lens in particular had you nearly forgetting to press the shutter release.

"That's a wrap!" A man calls from behind you. The stage lights finally fade and the crowd dissipates, leaving you and a handful of other staff to pack up. You sit on a nearby stool, squinting at the small screen and clicking through your photos. Before you can get very far through your collection, someone taps you on the shoulder.

"After party in an hour babes," Hongjoong chirps next to you, "you're invited. Thanks for the excellent photos tonight."

"You haven't even seen them yet," you chuckle and finish packing up, resolving to get ready for the party despite the exhaustion you feel at the back of your mind.

He smacks your arm playfully before insisting that every photo you've ever taken has been perfect. "By the way, did any of the models catch your eye?"

"Is there a correct answer or do you want my honest thoughts?" You pierce right through your friend's shenanigans. Hongjoong has always been quite the matchmaker among your friends, although you wouldn't call it his most successful hobby. It's almost like he just picks two names out of a hat and decides they would look good together.

He only shakes his head, "I really wanna know! They're all really nice."

You only squint before responding, "Tall guy, dark hair. He was towards the end but he really walked his ass off."

His face lights up immediately and you know you chose the right answer, "Yunho!"

"Yunho," you repeat, "yeah he's nice to look at. I suppose that's his job."

"He's the newest model I've worked with," Hongjoong looks at the runway fondly, "I didn't know if he'd bring anything special to the table at first, but he's truly irresistible."

"And you invited him to the after party and you want us to meet because we'd be such a perfect couple," you stand up, eye to eye with him now, and giggle at the little game he's playing.

"Maybe so... but listen!" You both start walking towards the exit, "I don't want you to fuck him on the first night or anything. Just get to know him, at the very least you'll get a new client. His portfolio is bare bones."

You don't even have time to process what he said before he's slipping away backstage with a quick goodbye. If you were being honest, this Yunho guy probably wouldn't be a bad hookup. You weren't really looking for anything, but he's pretty. And you can't deny good work connections.

You arrive 20 minutes after Hongjoong told you to, fashionably late. You planned to have a drink or two and stick close to him since the small buds of exhaustion have already bloomed into a fullblown headache. No one should have any questions for a random photographer anyway.

"Speak of the devil, there's my right hand woman now!" Your thoughts were immediately proven wrong when you walk in and a small group of models you recognize from the runway stare fondly in your direction. Yunho is one of them, of course, but you try not to think about the words spoken about him just an hour earlier.

"Hi! I'm y/n, we went to school together," you manage a convincing smile as Hongjoong passes you a drink.

"I can't wait to see your photos," one lady gushed, "Hongjoong showed us some of your work and your style is just lovely."

You a manage a small thanks before taking a small sip. The conversation flows into a new topic with ease and you're left in the background to quietly enjoy the party. That is, until you feel a light tap on your shoulder.

"Excuse me," a shy, deep voice floats above you, "you don't seem like you're in a talkative mood, but I had a question for you?"

You look up and Yunho smiles down at you. He looks nothing like he did on stage before; his piercing eyes have morphed into soft, welcoming ones and his charming smirk is replaced by a nervous grin. You nod and take another sip, letting him continue.

"Hongjoong has just mentioned you so much I thought I'd ask if you could take some headshots for me?" He fiddles with his fingers and when your eyes widen he looks away.

"What has he said about me?" You try not to sound accusatory, but it doesn't come across as nicely as you'd like.

"Oh nothing bad! Nothing bad at all," Yunho chuckles, and it might be the nicest sound you've heard at this party so far, "he just wouldn't stop talking about how great you are. I figured I'd take the hint and ask."

You shift from one foot to the other, considering his request before deciding it wouldn't hurt to get to know him more. "Is this your first modeling gig?"

"Just about," there's that chuckle again, and it's contagious, "I've done a few small things here and there, but this was the biggest scale by far."

"You know I won't lower my rates just because you're new," you tease, "or because Hongjoong wants me to."

He just shakes his head profusely, "oh absolutely not! If anything I was gonna offer you more..." you see Yunho think through his sentence as he says it, trailing off after realizing what exactly he said.

"You flatter me, but I'm not in the mood to talk business right now," you swear a slight pout comes across his face before you even get to finish.

He doesn't skip a beat, pulling his phone out of his back pocket and offering it to you, "then why don't we talk later?"

You can only mutter a "smooth" while tapping your number into his contacts. You hand it back to him and watch him type something before feeling a buzz in your own pocket.

"I'll send you some info when I have a moment this week," you try not to stare at his now mischievous smirk, continuing to sip from your empty cup.

"I'll be waiting," he bends down to your height, and his voice lowers to barely above a whisper, "talk to you soon."

He's gone before you know it, disappearing into the crowd, and the brief proximity makes your insides turn in ways you don't want to admit. You have to find Hongjoong.

His bright blue hair stands out near the food bar and you quickly make your way over. The words fly out of your mouth before you even get to him, "what exactly did you say to Yunho?"

He gives you a small huh, clearly tipsier than you are, before a look of recognition washes over his face. "Oh hi love! I didn't say anything, why?"

"He said you kept mentioning me to him?" You would laugh at the state of your friend if it weren't for the sudden desire to know everything Yunho thinks of you already.

"Hm, I only said you're a great at taking photos!" He clings onto your shoulder and laughs, "and that he stood out to you on the runway tonight! He smiled ear to ear when I said that, isn't he so cute?"

"Hongjoong you did not," you grab both of his shoulders and shake him a bit, "does he think I like him or something?"

"Do you?" When you don't respond he just laughs again, "I guess my job is already done."

"I don't even know him!" You wish you could sincerely be mad at the man in front of you, but he's been correct all night so far.

"Don't you want to though?"

"I hate you, seriously," you glare at him, but he only laughs again before returning to his previous conversation. You don't know what he's gotten you into, but you don't think you mind it.

Your workdays have been packed ever since the night of the show. Being Hongjoong's right hand photographer had its perks, like the dozens of offers you've received since the articles went out, but that doesn't mean it isn't the most stressed you've been in weeks. You all but collapse by the time your lunch break rolls around.

Forget about me already?

The light buzz of your phone disrupts your thoughts about scheduling. No one usually texts you, at least not during the day. No one except Yunho.

Sorry! I've been swamped. Let me send you the form my other clients are using to schedule with me.

Aw, no special treatment for your favorite model?

You make a mental note to beat the shit outta Hongjoong for doing this the next time you see him.

Maybe if you give me a good enough offer I'll put you at the top of my list

Not even 10 minutes later, a scheduling request dings on your phone and you see the payment is three times your normal rate for headshots. You mentally curse Joong for putting you in this situation, but you're willing to play the game if it means good dick and good pay.

Am I at the top of your list now? I can't wait to see you

You can't help the way your thighs squeeze together for a moment, now eager to fit him in your schedule (and elsewhere). You wrap up your short lunch with a newfound motivation to get through your emails, making sure to leave a 2 hour slot open for him. You wonder how long you can hold off on getting back to him before he starts begging you. That would have to be a game you play another time.

The studio is empty when you show up, allowing you to quietly set up just the way you want to. Your movements are quick and practiced, dozens of headshot appointments under your belt at this point. These were supposed to be simple and straightforward, so you didn't have much to prepare besides rolling down the white backdrop and setting up your lights. There were a few other props on the side if he wanted to take more shots. You asked a couple people to help out with equipment during the shoot, but you came in early just to have some peace and quiet. Your coworkers arrive a few minutes after you do, exchanging pleasantries before finishing the job you started.

Then he walks in. You're double checking your camera settings when you hear the front door open and his honey-like voice greeting the other staff. You feel his attention shift to you, and when you turn around a playful smirk is plastered on his face. His makeup isn't as dark as it was on the runway, but he looks clean and undoubtedly handsome. His styled hair falls just past his eyes, moving with his lashes every time he blinks. He's pretty, there's no way around it, a type of face that you can't help but stare at.

"Why don't you take a photo, it lasts longer," he snickers, snapping you out of whatever daze he put you in.

"That's my job after all," you motion to a stool in front of the camera, "do you want any props? We can do more than simple headshots if you'd like."

He nods and sits down, long legs crossing each other at the ankle. "I'd love that, miss photographer."

You narrow your eyes at the comment before signaling to the crew you're ready to go. One lady is on standby near the lights, another guy has a handful of reflectors ready. You try to ignore the tension between your model and focus on your craft.

"Can we try the gold?" You call out to your team, closely monitoring Yunho's face in the warmer light. After a moment of thought, you ask him to tilt his head. He's well behaved in front of the camera, following your every suggestion. You wonder if the crew can feel the heavy energy between you two.

After a half hour of posing, shooting, monitoring, retouching, and shooting again, you call for a break and everyone agrees. The couch in the corner of the studio looks so inviting you nearly run to sit down, oblivious to the way Yunho follows.

"You're really good at this," you jump at his voice next to you.

"I went to school for it so I would hope so," you mumble, getting comfortable. You open your phone, hoping to mindlessly scroll before you all come back, but he just plops down next to you.

"Have you ever gotten your own headshots taken?" You shake your head, trying to ignore the way his leg is pressed against yours. "You're so pretty behind that camera, maybe we can switch one day."

You almost bump into his face from how quickly you look up at him, "I'd never let you touch my equipment."

He hums in disapproval before pulling out his own phone and leaning back into the cushions. "Fine, maybe not me. But I don't see why Joong's never put you on the runway. You're stunning."

He expects a reaction from you, but you control yourself, leaning forward to get as much distance as you can. The two of you sit in innocent silence for a while, but the tension only grows thicker. There's five minutes before you shoot for at least another half hour, and when your job is to stare at his face you're not sure you can go much longer.

"What exactly did Hongjoong tell you about me?" You sit up straight, taking a leap of faith.

"About how in love you are with me, why?" You swiftly kick his leg next to you and he chuckles, "he just said I caught your eye. He wasn't lying was he?"

"No, definitely not," you sigh, "but what I don't understand is why you like me?"

"Who said I like you? You just happen to be very pretty and talented and fun to tease."

"So you do like me," you huff in disbelief. Something in you stirs with every word he says and you have to cross your legs for some relief from the building pressure.

"If wanting to take you right now in the middle of your studio means I like you, then sure," his slender fingers trace the back of your shoulders, wrapping a secure arm around you.

"We still have all the props to play with," you scan the studio, but your team is nowhere to be found during the break.

"What if I want to play with you instead?" His breath softly blows across your ear now, voice just barely above a whisper. It takes everything in you to not kiss him right then and there.

"You're the one paying for this timeblock," you pull up your crew group chat on your phone, already making a decision.

"If we could wrap up here that'd be lovely, miss photographer," there goes that stupid nickname again.

"You can't call me anything else?"

"Would you prefer baby? Maybe princess? Or do you like meaner things?" His hand moves again to rest between your shoulder blades as he watches you type out a quick message.

"I would prefer if you shut up honestly," you press send. As far as your team knows, the client is satisfied and wants to end the shoot here for today. No one complains, you're still being paid for two hours thanks to Yunho's generous payment.

"Will you make me?" He traces a small circle with his thumb on your back, and the comment sounds more inviting than teasing. Your body reacts before your mind does, practically throwing yourself onto him out of annoyance and need. His lips are warm and soft and mold perfectly to yours.

He takes a sharp inhale as your tongue swipes past his bottom lip, his hand travelling up to hold the back of your neck. The other abandons his phone to take purchase on your hip, pulling you further on top of him. Yunho groans at the contact, resisting the urge to buck his hips up into you already. His flirting was almost as hard on him as it was on you.

"So needy," you mumble, propping yourself up on his chest to take in the view. His eyes are already blown out from lust, raking your body and letting his hands follow. His long fingers brush over your hardening nipples and you can't help the sigh that escapes.

He chuckles, "you're one to talk." He rolls his hips ever so slightly and you whine, head falling into his shoulder. He feels bigger than average below you and you wonder what you've gotten yourself into. You slowly rock your hips above him with his hands guiding you, whimpering into his skin.

"Can I taste you?" You freeze, head shooting up to stare at him in confusion. He wraps two fingers around your belt loops and tugs you forward again. "Please baby?" You nod and he sighs with relief as if his life depended on eating you out. Maybe it does.

He lays you on your back on a couch far too small for both of you like this, but you don't care. His lips are back on yours, warm and tender, as you feel both your jeans and panties slide down your legs. The cold air makes you flinch.

"Did I make you this wet while I was on the runway, love?" You feel one slender finger slide through your folds, but it's not enough. "Staring at me behind that camera all day must be so hard. I'll make it up to you," is the last thing he says before tucks his head snugly between your thighs.

Whatever snarky reply you came up escapes you with a moan just a bit too loud, his tongue flattening up against your slit. He wastes no time, too desperate to hear you above him. One hand holding you down just below your stomach, another teasing your entrance while his mouth makes quick work of your clit. You hope to the universe none of your crew left anything in the studio because your whines and wetness echoed through the room.

Before you know it he pushes one, then two, fingers into you, filling you up deliciously, and you buck your hips into him. His pace is slow and deep, opening you up to his liking. Some combination of his tongue and fingers nearly makes you scream, hands shooting straight to pull his hair. He groans into your flesh, vibrations sending sparks straight to your core, before looking up at you. His chin is glossy and a line of spit still connects you both and you nearly come at the sight alone.

"You're fucking delicious, darling," he pumps into you one last time before taking them in his mouth, sucking with a pop, "next time you should ride my face for me."

"Next time?" You watch as he unzips his own pants, shoving them down far enough for his dick to escape. It rebounds off his stomach, bigger than anything you've taken before.

"By the way you're staring," he grips himself at the base, "I think you want a next time." The way you lick your lips is involuntary.

He chuckles, quickly unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it on the floor nearby. You continue to stare shamelessly, boosting his ego as you etch his large, toned body into your mind. "Like what you see?"

"If you don't come here and fuck me right now Yunho I swear to god," and you swear you can see his dick twitch, but he simply tuts a finger at you.

"Ah ah ah, safety first princess," he slides a condom out of his pant pocket, ripping it open and handing it to you. You tilt your head and take it reluctantly, but he only smirks, "I know you want to touch me."

"Fuck you," you roll your eyes, sitting up and coming face to face (face to tip?) with his member. You never thought you'd see a dick that you'd describe as pretty, but his is long and thick and flushed a pretty shade of pink. You wrap your free hand around the base and pump a few times to tease him.

"Not now, love," you hear a shaky breath above you and you smirk. He pulls your other hand up and you comply, unravelling the condom smoothly down him. As soon as you're done he pushes you back down, not risking the chance of you testing him again.

"Let me know if it's too much for you baby," he whispers before finally pushing in. The stretch only stings for a second before turning into delight as he fills you up completely.

You sigh out in relief, mumbling a soft "keep going" and wrapping your hands around his neck. He listens immediately, pulling back almost all the way before thrusting back in. He keeps his slow pace until he's completely sure you're comfortable.

He looks down at where you connect before finally losing his composure. "You take me so fucking well," he moans, dropping his head into the crook of your neck, leaving sloppy open mouthed kisses all over you. His pace quickens relentlessly, the sound of skin on skin filling the studio.

You scream at one particularly rough snap of his hips, but he only barely slows down. "You okay, princess?"

"So fucking good," you pant above him, his mouth still ravishing your neck. He groans at your response, fucking you harder than before. You didn't even know it was possible. You snake a hand down to your throbbing clit, so close to coming undone.

"Please come on my dick baby," he all but growls, and the way his hips falter tells you he's close too. His words, on top of everything else, are enough to finally unravel you. You shutter and jerk up into him, moaning some string of fuck's and Yunho's until your mind goes completely blank. He comes shortly after, pumping into you sporadically until he finally flops down on top of you.

You both take a few moments to come back to your senses, nothing but a mess of sweaty limbs on this cramped couch. "Next time I'll take you home so I'll have room to cuddle you after," he chuckles, picking himself up.

"I would like that," you smile softly, legs aching too much to even attempt sitting up. He cleans you both up quietly before plopping back down, letting you stretch your legs across his lap.

"So," his hand traces up your frame to cup your cheek, "can I take you out to dinner sometime, miss photographer?"

#yunho smut #yunho x reader #ateez smut #ateez scenarios #yunho oneshot #ateez oneshot #yunho scenarios #i need him carnally

[pupyuj]

gamer g!p yujin x fem!reader 🤕🤕🤕🤕🤕🤕🤕 im so down bad for yujin SORRY

i come bearing a very self-indulgent and specific gift for this prompt hehe 😈😈

see, i'd make yujin a loser here cuz ya'll know why BUT i thought it'd be fun to make her a cool n sexy gamer bcs only ahn yujin can pull that off 😼 anyway, she'd love making you play her games!! yujin has the brightest smile on her face when you sit down on a separate chair beside her while she's gaming and ask questions 🥺 and she falls even harder for you when she notices how well you listen to her while she's explaining stuff like the nerd that she secretly is ☺️☺️ yujin would probably be a pretty popular streamer too! she's pretty, she's funny, she's actually good at every game she plays, and she can talk really well even through the screen and the camera!! her viewers love catching you standing behind her, completely immersed in her gameplay that you don't say anything—they think you're so cute 😭 the two of you are probably a popular ship on twitch LMAO 😭

and now comes menace gamer bf yujin who makes you play her games while you're sat on her lap,, being the pervert that she is, she has her hands all over you while you're trying to learn,, of course yujin only does this when the cameras are turned off—she doesn't want anybody to see you in ways only she's allowed to. she rubs your nipples through your shirt, but you don't even notice at first bcs you're so focused on the game, what a cutie :(( you finally take notice of the sensation when yujin pinches on them, making you let out a small gasp that always sounded so fucking good in yujin's ears,,

she definitely fondles your tits underneath your shirt while she whispers instructions in your ear,, knows how much it's affecting you by the way you shivered and tried your hardest to hold back your whimpers but is a bit annoyed bcs you're so well in the game still?? 😭 and god,, she's always making sure that your position on her lap is perfect with your ass right on her bulge,, it makes everything easier on her part,, gently puts her hands on your hips and starts grinding up slowly,, exaggerates her moans just to get your attention, gives you that shit-eating smirk-smile she always has on when she knew she was getting inside your head.. and then she gets really fucking annoying 🤭🤭

yujin slipping her hand inside your shorts to rub your needy clit through your panties, still grinding on your ass, lips right on your ear while she whispers, "my good girl's gonna complete this level for daddy, right?" guys what the fuck i need her—

and ofc you have no choice but to nod and whimper :(( and oh, how she fucking loves that 😩😩

yujin knowing what exactly gets you to do whatever she wants to make you do.. "sit on my cock. if you do well enough maybe i'll fuck you, but if you don't... you're not coming at all tonight." and being the pathetic slut that you are, you obey! cockwarming yuj while you try your hardest to play but she's making it so hard :(( between her small, slow thrusts from time to time, fingertips barely brushing against your clit, a semi-hard grip on your thigh, and the soft moans that left her mouth every time you adjusted yourself a little bit... how could you not lose control of yourself?? 😣

barely a second after completing the level and you immediately drop the controller on the floor.. yujin grabbing you by the back of your shirt, pulling you into her and pressing her fingers against your clit hard, making you moan loudly and grab onto her wrist, "so good for daddy, aren't you?" yujin says against your ear,, fuck she'd lick from the crook of your neck to the spot behind your ear just to hear your sweet moans,, yujin doesn't hesitate to manhandle you either! especially when she's desperate to fuck you like this.. throwing you down on the couch with your ass up and face buried on one of the couch pillows, but she pulls your hair so your voice could fill the air while she pounded you from behind 🫣 gawd... her one hand holding your waist in a death grip, muttering curses as well as your name while she fucks into you with her big dick :((

"just like that.. fuck yourself into my cock—god.. good girl..!"

"that's my girl.. move, (y/n)..."

"you like daddy's games, huh..? don't worry, we'll get to play more.. so much more.. f-fuck! i'm.. c-coming—"

looking behind you just to see the sight of yujin's pleasured expression with her eyes shut tight and teeth biting her lip while sweat drips down her perfect neck.. 😳😳😳

#ive smut #ive x reader #ive x fem reader #ive imagines #ahn yujin smut #ahn yujin imagines #ahn yujin x reader #ahn yujin x fem reader #yujin smut #yujin imagines #yujin x fem reader #yujin x reader #girl group smut #girl group imagines #girl group x fem reader #girl group x reader #g!p ahn yujin #g!p yujin #g!p idol #g!p ive

[justmeinadaze]

BBY YES. I’m a curvy girl too and MY GAWD boxer daddy dom losing a match or having a rough match and taking it out on the reader is just *chefs kiss* boxer Steve has NO issue lifting us plus size girlies and taking us against a wall 🤤 I just love your writing and I think you doing boxer Steve would be AMAZING

In Your Corner (Boxer Steve X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: Boxer Steve invaded my dreams and now consumes my waking life. Fuck I need him. Lol.

I hope I did your ask justice!

Warnings: Daddy Dom Boxer Steve and Plus Size Sub Reader and all that implies (I regret nothing!), SMUT and angst, hella dirty talk, degradation (slightly), spanking, choking, pinching, rough play for sure, there's no details of the fight but there are mentions of the aftermath, slight bullying at the beginning with Steve's friends. I think that's it.

Word Count: 4449

Steve’s eyes focused on his coach in front of him as he danced around the man preparing to swing. You absolutely loved watching him train right before a fight. He was always dedicated to the craft but he became more determined right before and the passion drove you wild. 

When you both attended high school together, he always seemed like a douchebag with his “King Steve” status. You ran in a different circle, which was mostly any circle that wasn’t the popular kids. They always found ways of making fun of you because you had a little more meat on your bones than they did. You did take note at the time that Steve never taunted you with them but he never stopped them either. 

“Fuck off, Steve Harrington.”

“Hey, would you just relax?! I just wanted to come apologize for Tommy and them. You’re not a pig and you’re definitely not ugly.”

“Wow, thanks for that. Now I can die happy. If you will excuse me, I have to go find my journal and put our initials together in hearts.”

As you turned to walk away, his hand shot out to grip your arm, tugging you back towards the concrete wall. 

“Would you wait a minute! I’m…I’m trying to tell you something here. I…I’m not like them. I want to get to know you better.”

Your sarcastic laugh lights a fire in his eyes that you would later come to fall in love with. 

“Steven, whether you like it or not, you are exactly like them. You laugh along with them and don’t stop them from being mean to people. You hang out with them and give them your time like they matter. I imagine your dad is the same with colleagues; pretending that he cares about stupid, menial bullshit just to fit in.”

His head ticked to the side at your comparison to his father as you stepped closer to his towering frame. 

“You want to get to know me better? Become a real man and stand up for yourself. BE yourself.”

After that moment, he completely changed, disconnecting from his friends, and focusing on other things. You found him in the library a few times scanning certain books or at the computer looking up videos. After graduation, he disappeared before finally resurfacing a year later at a party one of your old high school friends was hosting. 

At the time, you had a date on your arm but as soon as Steve entered the room it was like no one was there except for you and him. His smile was brighter and he had a lot more muscle than you remember him having especially in his arms. When his beautiful brown irises met yours, you knew it was all over. You’d do anything for him, all he had to do was ask. You tried playing coy, you really did; smirking salaciously in his direction or crossing and uncrossing your legs a bit wider than normal to display the red silk panties underneath. 

When all he would do in return is tilt his head and grin at you, it riled you up, huffing as you stomped away to the bathroom. Before you could do anything about it, Steve followed you in, attaching his lips to yours as he quite literally ripped your panties of your body. You marveled at his strength as he lifted you onto the bathroom counter and sunk his admittedly large cock into your cunt. 

“Oh my god, Steve. So—f-fuck—so deep.”

“Fuck, baby. Your pussy is just making a mess, you’re so wet.” He grabbed your hair and forced you look between your bodies. “Look at how you just fucking coat my dick.” Once he felt like you had gotten a good enough look, he pressed your face into his shoulder as he thrust his hips faster into yours. “That’s right, honey. Fucking—mmm—fucking hold on to Daddy while I make you cum.”

Your pussy clenched tighter around him at the name and he grunted at the feeling. 

“Yeah? You like that, pretty girl? God, you feel so fucking good. Cum on Daddy’s cock, Y/N.”

Your nails dug into the shirt on his back as the coil snapped and you whimpered into his chest. 

“That’s it, baby. Good girl. Such a good girl coming hard like that.”, he murmured. One of his palms landed flat beside you as the other clung to your lower back as rolled his hips. “Fuck—I’m gonna cum inside you.”

Steve wasn’t asking; he was telling you what he was about to do and at that moment you really didn’t care. The hand on the counter flew up to grip your throat, pushing you back against the mirror as he roughly pumped his seed into your body.

When he released you from his hold and helped clean you up, you half expected him to leave you there alone in the bathroom, walking back out into the party as a satisfied man. Instead, he took your hand and guided you towards his BMW offering to buy you dinner. 

That night he told you where he had been and what he had been up to. Steve left Hawkins to train and study boxing. You couldn’t help but giggle, knowing this was the same kid who lost almost every fight in school. He smirked in your direction as if he could read your mind and invited you to his next fight which was just outside of town. 

Watching him up there as he fought was a unique experience to be sure. He changed before your eyes into this more confident, determined man as he focused on his opponent and swung his arms. After winning, you brought him back to your apartment where you two barely even made it in the door before you were climbing on top of him.

“Can I ask you something?”, you asked and he answered with a soft but exhausted hm. “What triggered this? What made you say, ‘I’m going to leave Hawkins and get hit in the face for a living’?”

Steve rolled onto his side to face you as he reached out to brush some stray hair out of your face. 

“Short answer…you.”

“And the long answer?”

“When you compared me to my dad and talked about me trying to impress those other assholes, it triggered something in me. I definitely don’t want to become my dad and I hated the way you looked at me when you said I was just like those other kids. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I did some research and came across boxing. Y/N, you have no idea how liberating it was for me when I threw that first punch and hit the bag in front of me.”

Your fingers tenderly caressed his face as his own hand slid down your back to bring you closer to him. 

“I always thought about you. I told myself whenever I came back here my first goal was to find you and FINALLY get to know you better.”, he chuckled.

You smiled as you blushed as his words. “What if I had been with someone!?”

“Pfft. Then I would fight him.” Steve leaned back and pretended to box the air making you laugh.

“Or what if I saw you and I was like ‘Ew. Look at the god-awful Steve Harrington! With the muscles and the pretty hair. Ugh!” His lips cut you off mid-cackled as he rolled his body on top of yours. 

“Then I’d fight for you. You’re mine, pretty girl.” The way his eyes were penetrating yours had you shiver at the intensity. His face hovered as his nose grazed the tip of your own. “Can you say it for me, honey?”, he whispered, your eyes fluttering closed as he trailed kisses down to your neck. 

“I belong to you.”, you moaned as you ran your fingers through his hair. 

“Mmm…you belong to who, baby girl?”

“I belong to Daddy.”

Three years had passed since then and you couldn’t be happier or prouder of everything Steve had accomplished. Next Friday was supposed to be a big fight. If he won, it would lead to more eyes on him which in turn would lead to more revenue. 

“Hey, Y/N. How are you doing today, angel.”

“I’m good, Jimmy. How are you?”, you beam at his coach. 

“Oh, never better, baby. Never better.” As you climb up the ropes to hang over the ring, Steve hastily runs over to you as he pulls off one of his gloves and helps you into the area. “Do you want some gloves, missy? Give Steve here some real competition.”

You giggle as your boyfriend tilts your head up for a kiss. “God, no. He’d knock me out in a second.”

“What’s the matter, honey? Scared?”, Steve teases. 

You playfully glare at him as Jimmy brings you some gloves that are your size and places you across from him. You both do the gloved fist bump you’ve seen him do with opponents numerous times and take your stance. 

Steve smirks as you circle around each other and after a few moments you take your first swing that he swiftly blocks. Both your moves at each other are light and joking, not in any way meant to harm. 

“That’s good, baby girl. You have to twist your arm a bit more.” You concentrate as he shows you the move and once you follow through, he claps his gloves together making you smile with pride. “That’s my girl!”

You grin as you fall into his chest and he pretends to fall over bringing you down with him. 

“Let’s hope you do better than that on Friday, yeah?”, Jimmy asks as Steve nods. “Alright, I’m out of here. Harrington, I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon for our last training session and talk strategy for the fight, alright?”

“Thanks, Jim!”

“You are…disgustingly sweaty.”

Steve turns his attention back to you as you lean forward to grab his wrists and remove his gloves. 

“Yet you’re still on top of me.”

“I’m doing it to hide the gigantic erection in your shorts right now.”, you whisper.

“Hey, it’s not my fault when you walk into the room, I get all hot and bothered.” Once his hands are free, he rests one on your thigh as the other comes up to caress your cheek. “Did you have a good day today?”

“I did. My boss was only half an idiot today.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to talk to him?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m sure.” You grin leaning down so your lips are just above his own. “I can handle one stupid, ignorant man.”

“I know you can, sweetheart. I just hate the way he talks to you. He better hope he doesn’t say any bullshit in front of me.”

“Oh, big tough Daddy. I like it.” 

Steve smiles as his hand glides to the back of your neck and roughly brings your face closer to his. “You know you love when Daddy takes care of you.”

You bite your bottom lip as he begins grinding hips up against your own. 

“Do you wanna take care of Daddy while he takes a shower? Say it.”, he commands when you nod your head.

“I want to take care of you. Please, Daddy. Let me help you relax.”

His grin grows as you both rise to your feet and he helps you down from the ring. As soon as his feet touch the floor, he lifts you into his arms, and you giggle as he carries you into the empty locker room. 

############

The night of the fight came and Steve was more than ready. You stayed by his side until exactly an hour before he was meant to exit to the ring, kissing his lips before hugging him tightly to you. 

“Good luck, baby. You got this.”

He curtly nodded as you gave him one last comforting smile. You understood he had a process and this was usually how he was before a fight. He was zoned in and prepared, ready to take on the world. 

As the ushers walked you to your seat in the front, you froze when you saw who was sitting beside you. 

“Hey, Y/N! How are you, sweetheart?”, Mrs. Harrington cooed as she got to her feet to give you a hug. 

“I’m…I’m good. What are you two doing here?”

“This is a big fight, right? I don’t know why my son didn’t invite us. ‘You can watch it on TV he says.’”, Mr. Harrington rolls his eyes.

As the announcer began to speak, you panickily looked around, trying to figure out what you should do. He never had his phone on him on nights like this and the match was about to start so you couldn’t go back to the locker room. 

Please don’t let him notice them.

Steve entered the ring with his usual bout of confidence that made you swoon. You continued to pray as you watched them introduce him and rattle off some of his stats. His eyes found yours for a moment before he looked beside you. Your heart shattered into a million pieces when you watched this version of him and the high school version have their own fight within his beautiful, brown orbs as they noticed his father. 

When his focus shifted back to you, you silently mouthed that you loved him, and again he nodded before the match finally began. 

***

Steve angrily stalked into the apartment you two shared and headed for the kitchen, grabbing a glass, and filling it with the hardest liquor there was. Your eyes carefully watched him as he moved about, finally stomping outside onto the patio, and lighting a cigarette. 

Nights after a lost match were always the worst, you never knew how he was going to behave. Sometimes he would do like he had just done and sit outside for hours smoking and drinking till he passed out on the furniture. Other times, he would take that anger out on you and you allowed it. You allowed him to be rough with you in bed till you both were fully spent. Even when he was upset, he needed to make you feel good to. 

More than anything you just hated how hard he was on himself. He always gave 110% in everything he did but it wasn’t enough for him. If he lost at something he was a failure and there was nothing you could say or do to make him feel otherwise. 

Normally, you left him to his thoughts but you couldn’t do that tonight. You knew he was in a lot of pain, not just physically but emotionally as well. Slowly, you stepped outside and tiptoed to the other chair that was next to him. 

Steve was leaning back lazily with his legs stretched all the way out as he held the cold glass to the bandage just above his eye. Occasionally, he brought the cigarette to his busted lip before dangling it back over the arm of the patio chair. 

“Baby…”

“Go away, Y/N.”

You heavily exhale as you try again. “Sweetheart, you did really well. Don’t let your dad or anyone else make you feel like you didn’t do a good job.” As you spoke, he casually got up, tossing his cigarette, and walked back inside. “There will be other fights like this one.”

“Y/N, I’m only going to say it one more time. Get…away…from…me.”

“No.” His head leaned to the side at your answer. “Baby, everything’s going to be okay.”

Steve sarcastically chuckled, taking another sip of his drink before abruptly raising his arm and violently throwing his glass against the adjacent wall. 

“You wanna play, baby girl. Let’s play. First off, fuck you. Don’t stand there and pretend like you understand anything when it comes to boxing or my job, alright? You are my girlfriend not my coach or my manager. Your job is to stand by my side and shut the fuck up while I do what I need to do.”

Oh, that’s how he wants to play tonight? He had just entered another ring and you were the challenger. He needed to spar with you and he knew you were a worthy opponent. You knew how to challenge him and you didn’t take his attitude or temper lying down. He needed you to put him in his place so he could properly put you in yours. 

“Secondly, we needed this fucking win tonight. You like this apartment, the pool, that fucking outfit you’re wearing? All of that cost money, Y/N.”

“I see…so this is all my fault? I’m the one that wants expensive things apparently? I’m not some gold-digging trophy wife, Steve. I work and I help pay for things around here. I have never once asked you to buy me anything extravagant because I don’t fucking need it. And yes, I am your girlfriend but I actually fucking listen to you when you talk. You will have more fights. If you wanted a girl who would be silent and just swipe your credit card, you should have looked somewhere else!”

He fumed as you yelled at him, his fists clenching by his side as he listened and his angry eyes never leaving yours. You pointed your finger in his face as you stepped closer to him. 

“You can blame me all you want, Steve Harrington, but you needed to win that fight for you and your fucking ego.”

“Take off your dress.”

“Excuse me?”

“I said…take off your dress. You don’t need these nice things anymore? That’s fine. I can return that and the other fancy things I bought you. Tomorrow when I wake up, I can go look for one of those studio apartments for you so you can move in there.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I don’t need you to help me look. I can find a new Daddy on my own who won’t act like a fucking baby.”

There it is. That particular look in his eyes that tells you he’s in the right headspace. He may not look like he’s in control to any outsider looking in but you’ve been in love with his man for three years. You knew. 

You two stared at each other for a few seconds before you turned and bolted to the bedroom. You could hear him hot on your tail before he practically tackled you onto the bed. Your hands tried to push against him but he was too strong, straddling your waist as he pinned your wrists to the mattress. 

“You want to find a new Daddy? HUH?!”, he screamed in your face. “You think someone else can take care of you as well as I have?” Steve shifted your hands so he could hold them with one of his own he climbed off you and reached under your dress to bring down your panties. A couple of his fingers roughly slid into your core as he set a brutal pace. 

“Little girl always talks a big game but when we get down to it, you’re always still so fucking wet for me.” Your eyes squeezed shut as you moaned, still trying to fight against hold but not wanting him to let go. You buck your hips but it just pushes him to be rougher as he curls his fingers inside of you. “There you go, baby. That’s the spot right there, right? Daddy knows. I know every fucking inch of your body and how to please you. You think anyone else can make you cum like I do?”

His palm released your wrists and quickly slid down your throat, gripping it just so between his thick fingers as he watched your eyes roll back. Your hands feebly reach for anything they can, settling on taking hold of his knee. Steve always made sure to have some part of his body near you that way if you couldn’t speak but felt like you needed to tap out you could. 

Just like with his boxing, he had rules and regimens in bed. He always wanted you to feel safe and gave you strict guidelines for how to get his attention should you need to. Three taps meant stop but right now all you were doing was grounding yourself as you focused on your own high. 

You whimpered, digging your nails into his skin as you came. While you laid there panting, he climbed over your limp frame and yanked off your dress. With hooded eyes you watched as he removed his clothes before tugging you to the edge of the mattress like a ragdoll and flipping you onto your stomach. 

His strength always amazed (and intimated) you. Being a bigger woman, you weren’t exactly light and all the men in your past never even bothered to try lifting you into their arms. When Steve did it that first night you were together, you were awe struck. More than anything, you swooned at the fact that he didn’t even hesitate; he just did it knowing he could.

The first time you questioned him about it he looked at you like you were speaking gibberish. 

“Honey, you’re not heavy.”

“Uh oh, I think you’ve been hit one too many times. You’re going blind.”, you giggle.

Steve grinned slightly before his face got serious. “Y/N, just because past relationships couldn’t handle a beautiful woman like you doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with you.”

“I know. I just…no one’s ever even bothered to try and lift me let alone everything else we do.”

He stepped forward and lifted your chin with his fingers. “You have a real man now, baby. You and your curves don’t scare me.”

You smile, lifting up on your toes to kiss his lips. “You don’t scare me either.”

His rough, calloused hands lifted your hips and spread your ass cheeks apart before his palm came down hard as he spanked you. You moaned when you felt him spit into your cunt before aggressively breaching your entrance with his cock. 

“Daddy!”

Steve’s arm came into view beside you as you felt him hover over you and begin rolling his hips. 

“You want to act like a fucking brat, I can…I can treat you like one.”, he grunted. “No more fucking dinners, fa-fancy clothes, fucking nothing! You—f-fuck—can just be Daddy’s toy. Huh? At least until you find your new Daddy who’s not a fucking baby.”

His fingers gripped your hair as he stood up and thrust into you so hard the bed shook underneath you.

Your eyes fluttered closed as he continually hit all the right places inside of you, overwhelming your senses. Tears began streaking your face as you felt the warmth build in your tummy again. He really was the only man that knew how to satisfy you. 

He noticed your lips moving but couldn’t hear what you were saying. Steve’s palm smacked your ass as he yanked you to your knees till your back was against his now sweaty chest. 

“What’s the rule?”, he growled “If you’re talking I…I need to fucking hear you. What were you saying?” When you don’t answer, he stops pumping into you before reaching down to pinch your clit between his fingers making you whine and try to pull away from him. “Answer me, little girl.”

Your head lazily falls back on his shoulder as you continue to cry. The hand that was in your hair loops around to your chin, turning your lips to his as he softly placed a kiss on them. 

“I love…you… Just want…you.”, you panted out as best you could. 

Steve released your nub from his grasp and wrapped his arm around you stomach as he began thrusting into you again. 

“Cum, baby. Cum for Daddy.” You laid your arms over his own, clinging to him as your body spasmed and you did as he commanded. “That’s my girl. Fuck… my beautiful girl.”

As he chased his high, you continued to try and whisper things in his ear. 

“MY…Daddy. No one could…make me…feel this good. I’m…oh my god… so proud of you, baby. Please…cum, Daddy. I need…need it.”

His hips began to sputter and he grips you tightly as he roughly pumps his release inside of you. You both were still like that for a while, trying to catch your breath as he held you. 

“I’m going to pull out now, ok?”, he whispered.

“Okay, Daddy.”

You winced as he cooed softly, placing feathery light kisses on your skin as he praised you. He detached from you for moment; long enough for you to hear the shower turn on before he was back by your side and lifting you into his arms. 

Steve wasted no time taking care of you as he cleaned your body and washed your hair. 

“I DO listen to you when you talk. One of the things I love about you is how passionate you about boxing. I remember in school you always seemed like, I don’t know, you were coasting by. On our first date, you told me about the maneuvers and explained things to me.”, you smile as you continued. “Your hands were moving a mile a minute and your eyes lit up. It was amazing.”

His fingers lightly gripped your shoulders as he turned you to face him. “I may not know everything about it, Steve, but I know you. I know there will be another fight and I know you’re going to win because you are the most dedicated man I’ve ever met. You’re not going to stop until you get where you want to be.”

He pulled you into his arms, pressing your cheek to his chest as he kissed the top of your head.

“I’m sorry I yelled at you and said all that stuff. I don’t really feel that way. I was just upset.”

“I know, baby.”

After turning off the water, he quickly grabs a towel, drying you both and guiding you back to bed. Steve grabs his boxers and throws one of his big, baggy shirts over your head making you laugh. 

“I love that you speak your mind and challenge me. Hell, if you hadn’t done that in school, I never would have gotten into boxing.”

“I’m so proud of you, Steve. I really am. Whether you win or lose, buy me fancy things or give me gifts from the dollar store…” Your smile grows as he laughs and kneels down in front of you, laying his head on your thighs as you gently pet his head. “I’m always going to be in your corner.”

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[iguana-eyanna]

Sunshine and Clouds

Pairing: Shayne Topp x Preschool Teacher! Reader

Summary: Things keep on getting better as you take your relationship to the next level

requested by @winifrede

"Babe? Where are my keys?" You ask, lifting up the cushions from the couch.

You were running late to your work and you were trying to find the keys to your car. You looked by the fridge that usually held them by the keychain and under the sofa in your living space.

Shayne pops his head and jingles your colorful keychain that had your school ID.

"Looking for these?" He asks playfully.

"Haha, very funny. Give them back." You said, reaching it, but Shayne stretched his arm, refusing to give it so easily.

"Not so fast there, you gotta give me something."

"Shayne, c'mon. I'm already 10 minutes behind schedule." You said, looking down at your Apple watch.

"Just one kiss, that's all I'm asking." He said, giving you his signature smile.

You roll your eyes and lean in for a sweet kiss as his arms wrap around your waist.

You pull apart as Shayne wiggles your keychain in front of you.

"It was by your work desk. I had to lift the paintings your kids made."

"Thank you, you're a lifesaver. Now I gotta go!" You said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

Shayne smiles as you run off to work at the school you've been working for the past three years.

He remembers meeting you at a Barnes and Noble where you were buying books to read to your kids in your first year of teaching. He could sense you had a big heart. He asked you out then and there and your relationship could only be described as sunshine and clouds.

When you first moved in with each other, Shayne and you really learned to accommodate both of your living habits. For instance, Shayne was a minimalist (there was no question, everyone knew this). He just remembers walking in the middle of the night almost trampling over the work you brought back home, from a stack of worksheets or Crayola crayons.

But you two figured out your differences and helped each other through everything.

You remember helping him draft video ideas and often told him to go to sleep when he accidentally dozed off by his laptop.

Shayne remembers calming your sniffles when your first class graduated, but you knew they would do great things as they continued their education.

And now, he decided to head to the gym since it was his day off and noticed that you forgot your lunch. He looks down at his phone and realizes you should be at work now, and decides to text you.

Shayne: Missing something? 🍱 💛: oh my gawd not again! 🤦‍♀️ Shayne: lol, I should really buy you that airtag for christmas then Shayne: I can drop it off to you now if you want 💛: Really? ty, I would eat lunch here but I will not be satisfied with just dinosaur nuggets at the cafeteria. Shayne: No problem, go through the front desk like last time? 💛: Yeah, you'll be in good hands. The front office ladies love you stopping by. Shayne: Huh, maybe you should forget your lunch more often for me to stop by then 😏 💛: you're so funny

You always like sending those gifs and it always makes him laugh till he can't breathe.

Shayne: please ✋🏻 Shayne: But yeah, I'll go through the front and meet you later. 💛: ty again. I love you!! Shayne: Not possible, I love you more. 💛: you must be wrong sir, because I love you most <3 💛: drive safe!!! Shayne: will do Shayne: ... and I love you infinitely

Shayne shuts his phone as he gets ready to head over to your school.

Once he gets there, he comes down to the front of the school and signs in and has one of the office people walk with him to your class. Shayne lightly knocked on the door and he could hear a bunch of kids screaming in unison.

You open up the door, greeting him with a bright smile.

“Wanna say hi to the kids? I mentioned you were dropping something and they wanna see you.”

“Oh yeah definitely!” He replied.

He always wished to have kids of his own, and since you were a teacher, his dream of starting a family only grew immensely.

“Everyone? Mr. Topp is stopping by to say hello! What do we say?”

A bunch of kids turn around and smile, waving.

“Morning Mr. Topp!” They said in unison.

“Hi everyone! Just dropping some lunch for your teacher.” He said, waving your bag in the air.

“Oooooooooooooo” some kids said, smirking. You playfully roll your eyes and grabbed your bag back and ran towards your desk.

“Okay everyone, let’s work on our alphabets today! Miss Suki from next door will watch you momentarily till I come back.”

One the teacher who had a free period came over, you waked Shayne to the front of the school.

“What do you think of the kids? I think they’re my most rumbustious class I’ve had” you joked, but loved the students regardless.

“They seem like a fun bunch, makes me wonder how our kids will be like.” Shayne said, then stopped in his tracks.

You stopped as well, feeling your throat become dry.

Both of you awkwardly stood by his car, waiting for the others response.

“You want kids?” You ask shyly.

Shayne felt his courage building, no longer hiding his hands in his pockets as he looked at you, timid.

“Yeah, I um… I want to have a family. And I uh… hope I can start one with you.”

You slowly smile, feeling your cheeks grow rosy.

“I wanna have kids with you too, Shayne.”

His smile grew wide as he hugged you, swirling you around in the air.

“Oh my god, I’m relieved. I wasn’t sure since you handle kids 24/7.” He said, looking back at you.

“Please, have more faith in me” you joke.

“And besides,” you said, closing in the gap. “Maybe we should start practicing on this plan of ours?” You ask innocently, slightly smirking.

Shayne’s eyes blew up at your statement, placing his hands on the lower back.

“Oh you be careful. Once we get home, I won’t waste a second.” He said.

“I’ll bet you won’t. Now go, I gotta get back to my class. I love you.”

You two share a kiss, more passionate than this morning.

“I love you more, I can’t wait to see you tonight.” He said, giving you one more peck before he jumped in his car and drove out (and you think he screamed a loud ‘Whoop!’ in his car.)

‘He’s gonna be a wonderful dad.’ You thought as you shake your head and smiled, walking back to your class.

Tonight was going to change the rest of your lives.

#shayne topp #shayne x reader #shayne topp x reader #shayne topp smosh #shayne topp x you #smosh fanfic #smosh fanfiction #smosh #smosh games #smosh pit

[babeydollx]

Oh my gawd!! Can I request smut where Rafe has a rush on the reader and everyone including her knows about it but shes afraid to be with him because of his reputation, she then starts getting very close and flirty with another guy and Rafe scares him off then he they get in an argument and he says go fuck yourself and she responds " I bet you'd like that huh, watching me moan finger myself just for you."

Jealously & Lust

Warnings: cursing, smut, fingering, mentions of sex

Pairings: Rafe Cameron x Female Kook Reader

Summary: In which Rafe likes Y/N and everyone in the OBX knows it but, Y/N is afraid to risk everything to be with him so, she pretends to hate him until one night changes that.

Author's Note: I'm finally starting to slowly get on top of my requests! Sorry it's taken so long! Also part of this is seen from Rafe's pov so.

{Y/N's Pov}

Sarah had dragged you to another one of Topper's parties. You didn't mind parties but, it seemed like every other night Sarah was dragging you to another party. Your social battery needed time to charge up again.

But you didn't want to be alone on a Friday night so, you agreed that you would go to Topper's party with Sarah. At first you were just alone and drinking beer out of a red solo cup but, you weren't lonely for long.

"Hey Y/N. You look gorgeius tonight." You herd none other than Rafe Cameron say behind you. "What do you want Cameron?" You said in a annoyed tone as you turned around. you tried your best to avoid his eyes. Those gorgeous blue eyes. Rafe smirked. He knew the things he did to you. The way he made you feel. And you had the exact same effects on him.

"Can you not with that stupid smirk?" You asked annoyed. "Aww, but why, princess? I know you secretly love it." He said as his smirk grew. "Whatever, Cameron." You said as you pushed your now empty red solo cup into Rafe's chest and walked away from him.

{Rafe's Pov}

I had just finished taking a line of coke with Topper and Kelce when I walked out into the kitchen to see Y/N standing there flirting with another man. Why would she be flirting with another man when she had me constantly trying to win her over? How is this man any better than me anyways? My blood boiled as I watched the man pull her closer to himself and kissed her cheek. That should be me.

"Come on, Rafe, just let it go." Topper said to me as he started to pull on my arm, trying to pull me away from the situation. But I couldn't just let it go. I didn't want to do anything crazy but, she made me crazy. "Com on, man. Don't do anything crazy, bro." Kelce said to me as him and Topper both tried to convince me to just let it go. I started walking away with them but, when I turned back and saw Y/N again with that boy, I lost it.

{Y/N'S POV}

You were dancing with the guy that you had met earlier and you were having an amazing time. He was one of the sweetest guys you had met in a long time. It also helped get Rafe off your mind. It's not that you didn't want Rafe Cameron but, you knew that he was not good for you. If you were to go out with him it would end in disaster and probably with your heart getting broken. Then all of the sudden your cute moment was ruined by Rafe coming over and pushing the guy away from you.

"I- Rafe what the fuck are you doing?!" You snapped at him as he looked over at you. "Just come with me." He said as he grabbed your wrist and walked out of the crowd with you. "Are you even going to tell me where we are going?" You asked annoyed as Rafe pulled you upstairs. He went into Topper's room before shutting and locking the bedroom door and turning around to face you. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" You asked with a huff. "I- what's wrong with me?! What about you?!" He snapped.

"What the hell are you talking about, Cameron?" You asked. "You dancing and flirting with that asshole." He said with a glare. "Why do you care about who I am dancing with?!" You snapped at him, tired of arguing with him. "I- just because I do!" Was all he could say back. "Y'know what, fuck you, Y/N." He said with a huff. You smirked and walked over to him before getting close to his face. "I bet you'd like that, huh? Watching me finger myself just for you? Moaning your name... only for you to hear." You said with a smirk.

Rafe stood there in shock. He wasn't expecting your guys argument to turn into something sexual but, he wasn't complaining. You just knew by his expression alone that he'd want to see that you you slowly stripped in front of him before getting onto the bed and facing him before spreading your legs for him. He bit his lip when he saw how wet you were for him. You giggled softly before slowly rubbing your clit causing yourself to moan out softly.

You continued to slowly rub your clit before you slid two fingers into your pussy. Rafe bit his lip as he watched you play with yourself. He walked over and went to help you out but you smirked and gently shoved his hand away from you. "Mm.. no you only get to watch, remember, pretty boy?" You said with a smirk. He let out a small whine and that just made you smirk more. "Don't worry baby, you'll get to play with me eventually." You said before moaning out softly as you picked up the pace of your fingers.

As you picked up the pace you looked at Rafe and bit your lip before slowly letting your head fall back, moaning out for him. "Fuck Rafe.." You moaned out softly. Hearing you moan out his name caused him to get even harder if that was even possible. You were always able to turn him on, even when you weren't doing anything sexy. Everything about you was a turn on to him. As you fingered yourself, you let your other hand to come down and start rubbing your clit which caused you to moan more. You looked back up at Rafe and smirked when you saw the tent in his pants.

"Someone's enjoying the show I see." You said with a smirk before a moan slipped out of your mouth. You felt that familiar knot tightening in your stomach and you knew that you were going to cum. Your head fell back again as you moaned out. "I- fuck.. I'm gonna cum, baby." You said as you slowly became a moaning mess as your orgasm was approaching. Then Rafe grabbed your chin and made you look up at him. "Keep your eyes on me, I want to be able to see you when you cum." He said with a smirk.

You locked eyes with him as he asked before you were pushed over the edge. Your legs began to tremble as you gushed all over your fingers. He let a groan out and bit his lip as he watched you cum. "Fuck, you're so pretty, baby." He said as his gaze finally left yours and his eyes trailed down to look at your body and the mess you made on the bed. He smirked more as he slid two fingers through your folds, bringing them up to his lips and sucking his fingers clean. "You taste as good as you look, princess." He said with a smirk.

He then got onto the bed and spread your legs wide before he began to unbuckle his belt. "I'm going to fuck until you aren't able to walk." He said with a smirk. "I wanna hear the sweet noises you make all night and watch you cum over and over again." He said, making you bite your lip. It was going to be a long night but, you looked forward to that.

Author's Note: tysm for reading lovlies! <3

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[negrowhat]

Eboni!! I was reading your tags under that daddy gifset post for phayurain and how you said that it is your favorite out of all thai bl love scenes and it got me thinking. What are your top 10 favorite love making scene from another bl series.

Tyler!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gawd let me go do some research and compile my data!

TharnType's shower scene in TharnType 2: 7 Years of Love. Since their shower scene was cut from s1 we were rewarded in s2 and when Tharn LIFTED Type I damn near ascended (we won't ponder on how Tharn was able to keep a tight grip when they were both covered in suds).

Tharn lifted Type a lot, I noticed, and it's one of my absolute favorite things. I'd also like to go on record and say that TT2 had some of THE best love scenes in all Thai BL.

The Green Bathroom Scene in KinnPorsche The Series. It's no secret I was OBSESSED with that scene. OBSESSED! It was literally perfection. Who knew a hand job could be so...personal...so intense...so erotic? Also it was filmed beautifully! The use of the mirror was *chef's kiss*

The Kitty Play scene in Bed Friend. Oh mah gah! That scene was epic! Everything from the request to the consent to Uea being in total control? King being at Uea's feet practically the whole time? Also the tongue????????????? It was superb.

Can I just go back on record and say that NetJames have NO business serving me everything. All their love scenes HIT!

Cai and Gav's first time in Gameboys 2/Gameboys the Movie. I was not expecting for that scene to be so GOOD! I wasn't expecting a love scene at all tbh. It was sweet and passionate and they practiced safe sex AND confirmed they were vers! 10/10. CaiReel actually own my whole heart.

I really hope EliKoy get their flowers for Gameboys one day.

Yu Zhen and Shi Lei's first time in Be Loved in House: I Do. You ever read in a romance novel about how the couple reaches their boiling point? Like the tension is too much to ignore? That's what their first time was like. It was an explosion of passion and relief. Like if they hadn't done it then they would've combusted. Also...more lifting...

The love scene in Check Out Ep 0...not to be confused with Check Out the Series. Anyways before Nine and Daonuea were ruined they had an amazing and blissful encounter after a fun resort party. They were freshly single strangers who happened to connect on their own solo trips to the same resort.

When I say Chahub and Best DELIVERED on the lust and passion???? THE CHEMISTRY?? They really had me excited for the series...which is why I was so bummed when it flopped. I do encourage EVERYONE to go watch Check Out Ep 0 tho...if it's still on YouTube.

The locker room scene in Between Us. Where do I even begin????? Moving from the pool to the locker rooms to escape the cameras? Win reminding Team he could back out at any time. The damn near visible SPARKS between them??? The way Win looked like he wanted to eat Team up with a spoon?? I was gagged.

The Couch scene in Manner of Death. Between Teacher Tan's hair pulling and Dr. Bun's slutty faces, I couldn't stop screaming. They really smashed in front of the evidence computer and their cactus. That adrenaline rush kicked in and had them going at it like it was their last night on Earth.

Fighter and Tutor's first time in Why R U the Series. I was obsessed with that scene. Loved that Tutor was complaining about Fighter turning him on and then trying to back out. I love that Fighter started at Tutor's feet. I love that Fighter's neck was bared for Tutor. I loved watching them fight for dominance. I loved seeing how absolutely breathless Tutor left Fighter.

Jim and Wen's "one night stand" in Moonlight Chicken. That was the most passionate and intimate one night stand I've ever seen. Uncle Jim covering Wen's face in kisses and lacing their fingers together? Wen kissing Jim all over????? For that to be EarthMix's first love scene they really delivered.

#you can all thank tyler #tharntype #tharntype the series #tharntype 2: 7 years of love #kinn x porsche #kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche #kinguea #bed friend #bed friend the series #caireel #gameboys 2 #gameboys the movie #be loved in house: i do #be loved in house #yu zhen x shi lei #nine x daonuea #check out the series #check out ep 0 #winteam #between us #between us the series #tanbun #manner of death #fightertutor #why r u #why r u the series #jimwen #moonlight chicken

[zhng96]

sunny days — k. gyuvin

↳ how can one make it up to someone who spends their days helping people- and how come you’ve found yourself faced with flustering feelings for said boy so suddenly?

↳ pairing: kim gyuvin x gn!reader (3.1k words OH MY GAWD)

↳ warnings: nothing honestly

↳ note: THIS IS SO LONG HELP,,, the longest fic i’ve written yet AND I LOVED EVERY BUT OF IT!!! HAPOY BDAY GYUVIN YOU DESERVE EVERY OUNCE OF LOVE EVER.

perm taglist: @tzuberry @hrtattcker @yueriots @neohyxn @avocarua @dwcljh @uyujns @knrejj

o. the meaning of loving.

kim gyuvin was the epitome of someone who loved loving. he helped where he could, was doting to his friends- even in a teasing way- but everyone and their mothers knew he meant every candied word he sent towards them, he was a social butterfly, and he made sure everyone was comfortable around him.

it was in his nature, you suppose, to help you despite not knowing you very well. being the class president and all, you assumed that he was just helping take a burden off of your shoulders even if it was a measly stack of papers waiting to be dropped by the office- not to mention his altruistic nature.

little did you know that there was a hint of devotion behind it. gyuvin knew he helped around a lot- but with you, he helped extra. any time he found you taking on a task by yourself- no matter the difficulty, he'd offer a hand. he just wished you’d notice how he set his attention on you just a little bit more than he set his attention on others.

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albeit the wave of fluttering feelings that burst throughout his chest when he hears the grateful thank you with a soul-crushingly sincere smile; he knows that when he has you for himself, he'll feel the same, just ten times over.

that's one of the reasons gyuvin has yet to give up over his attempts of showcasing his affections for you- but also because he just likes doing it. he revels in the way the sun hits your skin when the two of you are working during lunch, he loves when you accidentally make eye contact with him and find yourself looking away just as fast.

he lives and breathes you- he only hopes you do the same.

i. a paper stack as tall as jack's beanstalk.

midday was always the slowest time during school days. classes went by increasingly slower as the clock approached closer to the hour to which the lunch period began.

your stomach grumbled in anticipation for the assortment of cafeteria foods that awaited for you as soon as the bell rung. you were practically jumping in you seat peevishly- unable to distract your mind from imagining what was on the menu today.

finally, the bell rung. the teacher nods in dismissal and every student bursts from their seats.

you quickly grab your bag resting against the desk leg and shove your belongings into its pouch before turning towards the exit.

that's when the teacher called your name.

"yn, could you come here for a moment?" they ask, waving a hand towards them. you have no option but to oblige.

suddenly, 2 tall stacks of printer paper etched with various texts slam onto the teacher's desk, and your mouth is left agape, already preparing for what they will ask of you.

"i need you to bring these to the office for me", they state, sheepishly rubbing their neck, "i've got to pick up my daughter for an appointment, i'm sorry..."

breaking away from your stupor, you shake your head violently, "i-it's no worries! i'll get it there right away!"

the teacher send you a grateful nod before gathering their stuff in a hurry and their footsteps descend down the hallway- a quick and irritating clacking sound ringing throughout the 3rd floor of the building. you pay no mind, only staring at the two large stacks before you- worries about your ability to eat your long awaited lunch bouncing throughout your head.

unbeknownst to you, gyuvin stood at the door, watching the whole affair transpire. he noticed your antsy demeanor during class, having sat behind you- watching you slightly bounce like a maniac and look back at the clock every few minutes. when he heard the teacher call your name just as you were about to rush out towards the cafeteria- he knew he had to prepare for the worst.

watching your face drop had only motivated him to help you more- but when he saw the two fat stacks of paper forced before you, he wasn't so sure that even his efforts could manage to get you to eat the lunch that you were willing to risk it all for.

you frown, the office building was on the first floor and currently, you were on the third. with no elevator, the school solely relied on stairs- and with the sight of the two tall stacks of paper, there was no way you were getting both of them down in one trip- you'd most likely have to make four.

groaning, you finally oblige to the task at hand and reach for the first quarter of papers you would bring down, using your tippy toes as a support. someone is quick to help though. a tall, lanky boy reaches out to steady the trembling stack, letting you grab half of the stack with ease.

without seeing his face, you already recognized who it was. not only were his huge hands a giveaway, also the height- and most of all, the fact that he's even here right now rather than getting lunch.

you rest the stack on your biceps and tuck it to your chest. now comfortable, you turn towards him.

"you should be eating lunch", you quirk your brow, gazing at him with sincere concern- he only feels his heartbeat pick up.

"so should you", he replies coolly, shrugging his shoulders and taking a whole stack of papers as if it weighed nothing.

you yelp, "i can handle it myself! you need to eat!"

he chuckles, shaking his head before nodding it towards the door, "well, if we get a move-on we'll both be able to eat lunch. how's that sound?"

you find yourself perking up at the mention of being able to enjoy your long awaited food and nod helplessly. he nods his head again, suggesting you start walking ahead of him and you comply, being the first to walk out the door and gyuvin following close behind.

gyuvin wasn't going to lie, the stack was heavy. but thankfully, with his height, the tall stack of papers did nothing to restrict his movement, his head still fully over the top of the stack.

the two of you stop in front of the stairs and you give him a weary look, "you sure you can make it down those without falling? we can always come back up again, there's still half a stack in the classroom..."

gyuvin smiles, nodding confidently, "we'll be okay! c'mon, the faster we get this done, the quicker we can eat lunch!"

you can't help but take note on how, despite asking a question directed to him, he still manages to include you in the answer. having first-handedly witnessed the natural way he still manages to think of others in the littlest of things evokes an unrecognizable emotion inside of you. suddenly, the sight of him makes you want to break out into a grin.

quickly, gyuvin turns back towards the stairs and steps down with a fastened pace- somehow, none of the papers that lay at the top of the stack fly in the opposite direction.

you giggle to yourself before jogging down the steps as well, trying your best to catch up to gyuvin while also maintaining the balance of the stack in your arms.

ii. he said, she said.

after taking a second trip up and down the three flights of stairs to hand over the other half of the stack you left behind, the two of your were satisfied with your work. the second trip around, the two of you were so caught up in conversation that the intention to rush was long forgotten.

as the two of you slowly walked towards the cafeteria, now discussing some silly shenanigans gyuvin and his friends had done during one of last year’s breaks, the bell rung once again, and the students flood the hallways the pair were striding down.

the two of you freeze in place, watching as the students head back towards their lockers to grab their belongings for the upcoming class.

you glance of gyuvin, frowing at the sight of his downcast expression- he had missed lunch just to help you sort out your paper stack predicament.

little do you know, gyuvin is feeling just the same- he helped you just so you could be able to eat lunch and there he was, selfishly talking to you, only to lead you to missing lunch completely. his plan was perfect, it was just that his execution turned out to be counterproductive.

"i am so sorry gyuvin... i really should've just done it myself", you ramble, clenching your fists in embarrassment. you fail to notice how he looks at you with concern.

taking his silence as an apology unaccepted, you cringe, "i'll find a way to make it up to you-"

"yn!" one of your friends call from a few feet away with great urgency, causing you to trail off on your sentence.

you look at him once more, painful apology painted across your face, before jogging along to see what your friend had urgently called you for.

the rest of the day was spent racking your brain for ways to make it up to gyuvin.

you could buy him a lunch, you pondered- but you decided he was worth more.

how about a giftcard somewhere?- well, you weren't 30... it seemed like an old gift.

everything you thought, it always seemed like it was never enough. gyuvin deserved way more than just a free lunch, or giftcard, or an apology. he was gyuvin for godsakes, he helped you and everyone he could, no questions asked, he's kind, and for some reason- the mere shadow of his presences sends your stomach fluttering.

with guilt bubbling in your stomach since lunch, you've finally reached the end of the day. putting away the textbooks that weighed your backpack down onto the metal shelf of your locker- a certain name uttered by a group of friends behind you perks your ears.

"what did you guys get for gyuvin's birthday tomorrow?" and suddenly an idea hits you like a truck.

you found the perfect way to make it up to him. gyuvin loved people- what if you held him a little surprise party first thing tomorrow?

you twist around and but into their conversation- an obnoxious gesture, but with your mind racing miles a minute, that was the least of your worries.

"is it really gyuvin's birthday tomorrow?" you ask, looking around to meet the faces of his close friends- the eight of them stand there a little taken aback before they collect themselves.

"yeah!" matthew, if you remember correctly, confirms happily, sending you a warm smile.

"what if we held him a surprise party?" you suggest, surveying each of their faces to take in their reactions.

each of them light up, "where are we gonna get everything?"

"don't worry, i'll take care of everything... just meet me at the school about an hour to half-an-hour early!"

iii. a lunchbox cake.

it didn't take long for the rest of your class to absorb the (not-so-secret) surprise party plan for their beloved classmate, but you never minded- afterall, gyuvin deserved only the best and that showed through the devotion of the many people he's helped giving a hand to create a great celebration. the rest of the day was spent running errands for the last minute plans.

holding two bags full of decorations which ranged from balloons to silly little party hats you bought for the laughs, you head over to your favourite bakery- they had recently started advertising lunchbox cakes.

you requested two of these cakes- hoping it will be enough to feed everyone to satisfaction, but not enough to create a herd of hyper teenagers. one cake was to be a simple white- a cursive birthday message in black buttercream decorating the top and sprinkles made through piping icing directly onto the cake taking up awkward gaps where something felt missing.

the second cake was to have a teal background and a puppy wearing a pink birthday hat in the middle- all made of icing.

despite feeling bad about the amount of work they had to put in in such a short amount of time, they assured you that you are a beloved customer and they appreciate you always coming to support them- they accepted the order with no hesitation. you explained your deadline, saying you'll be there to pick it up an hour before your classes start and you watch as they immediately start on the batter. on your way out, you thank them profusely

all that was left was setting it up and presenting it to the birthday boy.

iv. surprise?

the clicking of your loafers against the cement along with the wind rapidly dancing past you rings your ears- the sound of the early morning traffic is easily muffled.

you run frantically towards the bakery- you had gotten a text from hanbin that they were at the school ready to set up, and feeling bad that they would have to wait- you decide to drop off the decorations and then head back to pick up the cake (bad decision). you were now frantically running- only having 25 minutes to get back to the school, cakes fully intact and looking presentable. 25 minutes and then classes would start- 25 minutes and you'll see gyuvin walk in and-

turning the corner expecting to see the entrance of the bakery in view, instead you are met with a lanky figure in a very familiar school uniform.

"oh!" the boy yelps, grabbing onto your arm to save you from a painful fall onto the concrete.

at the voice, you eyes widen- gyuvin was here, right now.

"ah, g-gyuvin!" you stammer, tilting your head up to greet the boy.

at the sight of your slightly messy hair, the boy giggles, causing you to quickly run your hands over your head to smooth it out.

"what are you doing here?" you laugh awkwardly, rubbing your bicep in attempt to act natural- you needed to get out of there immediately, but without being rude? that was impossible.

"oh... i thought i'd pick you up a pastry since i made you skip lunch yesterday..."

you perk up at this confession, tilting your head in consideration.

it was his birthday and he was getting something for you...

"you... didn't make me do anything gyuvin, really it's okay!" you comfort, watching as his eyes grow wide.

"why are you here?"

you didn't know how to answer that question.

"well i... um.." gyuvin patiently awaits your answer but rests a hand on your head after he senses your struggling.

"you don't need to tell me, it's alright. you wanna come inside with me so you can pick your treat?"

pursing your lips, you nod after a second and follow him inside.

"what's your favourite pastry?" he asks, surverying the dainty bakery.

"yn!" the woman behind the counter shouts, catching both you and gyuvin's attention.

"you come here a lot?" he questions, the tilt of his head makes your heart clench; you nod sheepishly before excusing yourself. while you walk away, gyuvin internally praises himself for the choice of bakery.

rushing over to the counter, you thank her gratefully and open the two boxes just an inch to inspect the cakes.

they were perfect, the cake with the dog was perfectly smooth and the icing art was admirable, the other cake was perfectly plain. simple, yet elegant.

you turn back to gyuvin, who eyes the two boxes curiously and you shrug.

"what's all that?" he nods towards the two boxes as you walk back up towards him.

"surprise", you smile, your nerves now calmed- everything was going to be fine, all you needed to do was get gyuvin to the school.

gyuvin hums, seemingly content enough with your answer. he then moves to walk up to the cashier but you grab his wrist frantically.

"there's no need, really! seeing you enjoy these cakes is enough for me!” you stumble, saying the first reasonable explanation to get back to the school right away.

it takes you a few moments to realize your mistake, but when you do, you find yourself frozen in place.

great going.

“surprise, huh?” he chuckled, staring at your appalled expression.

“well… it was supposed to be…” you mumble, shifting between your two feet awkwardly.

sensing your shame, gyuvin places a hand on your shoulder in comfort, “hey, it’s okay… i didn’t mean it that way, you’re just too cute not to tease.”

you perk up at his confession, now it was his turn to face you, appalled by his own mouth.

“that was supposed to be a secret too…” you giggle, taking his hand in attempt to calm his nerves.

“c’mon birthday boy, that’s not the only surprise”, gyuvin follows like a puppy, gripping your hand back happily once he comes back to his senses.

v. birthday wish granted.

you walk up to the classroom in anticipation, hopefully, everything was fully put up and everyone was ready to greet the boy a happy birthday.

you tried to make it known you were going down the hallway, extending your voice a few decibals higher than usual- you only hoped gyuvin didn't notice.

still holding his hand, you drag him over to the classroom. once the two of you stood in front on the room door, you looked at him with a wide grin- his eyebrows furrow and his gaze softens at the sight of your smile.

pursing your lips, you gesture for him to move in front of you- it seems like gyuvin had figured out your other surpise a while ago as he gives you a knowing look, but obliges nonetheless. before he turns to slide the door open, he gently cups your face.

the contact of his lips on your forehead feels majestic. it was delicate and meaningful- a small peck meant so much.

he then looks at you for permission, you only nod, reading his face for his next action.

he smirks before leaning down, now level with your lips.

by pure coincidence- yujin, who overheard the two in the hallway and was getting impatient- slid the door open, ready to peek out to see if you two were close by.

instead he finds you two inches apart- suddenly the two of you jump back.

theres a pregnant silence before matthew pops up from behind a desk, his eyes darting from you and the birthday boy and then at your hands. he smirks cheekily at the sight, “happy birthday gyuvin! i’d tell you to make a wish but it looks like it’s already come true.”

navi. mlist.

#. . . 🖋️ zhng’s prose #zb1 fluff #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 #zerobaseone #gyuvin x reader #kim gyuvin x reader #gyuvin fluff #kim gyuvin fluff #gyuvin imagine #kim gyuvin imagine

[snowyh2o]

Hazbin Hotel Episode 7&8 Spoilers:

Ok, ok. I’ve finally calmed down a bit. I have. SO many thoughts on Alastor, that I’m just not gonna touch on them in this post, aside from I FUCKING KNEW HE WAS LOSING IT FBSKDNFBSHHDHFBS.

But what I wanna focus on is Rosie! And how she’s been described as the nicest overlord. And how Cannibal Town is like, the nicest place we’ve seen in hell??? The streets are relatively clean, no one is trynna kill each other. There’s so many people out on the streets, just? Going about their days? Aside from the fact that they’re all cannibals, it’s almost like any other town you’d visit! (I am not familiar enough with the fashion styles over the years to like, accurately date what time period Cannibal Town is supposed to reflect, but it feels old (and somewhere Alastor would fit right in with) lol).

And then we actually meet with Rosie, and she’s in the middle of consulting one of her people, where there’s a HUGE line up of others looking like they’re waiting to consult with her too! And like, even before she spoke with Charlie about her love life, she’s giving advice and comfort and support and connecting to the lady she’s speaking with who apparently wants to eat her husband. Before saying that she’ll set the man straight if the lady sends him to her, and gives her a card if she ever needs any more help.

Like. First minute into seeing Rosie and like. WOW. You can IMMEDIATELY tell that this is the reason why everyone in Cannibal Town’s so chill and happy? Why there’s such a sense of order and security in a place that’s basically just anarchy?

Rosie is both the Overlord, the unofficial mayor, the therapist and consultant and your best friend all wrapped up into one. She’s got an entire lineup of people who are waiting to tell her their woes and listen to her advice. And she’s happy to help!

Even the actual cannibalism is like, so posh and proper? Or it’s treated in Cannibal Town as like, normal food. But also it’s very telling that no one’s killing each other for said cannibalism. In fact, the only times we’ve seen them do so is after an extermination, when there’s a bunch of dead bodies that aren’t reviving lying around. (And they seem to lose their manners when eating then) It is likely tho that they just, target outsiders, since everyone we saw aside from Alastor and Charlie were a part of Cannibal Town.

Just the Juxtaposition of a town literally full of Cannibals being probably THE nicest place in hell for sinners to live in??? Immaculate.

Also, Rosie’s snide comment on how Alastor’s got no manners when it comes to being offered food LOL. And, I just LOVE their relationship and interaction. First time chatting in years and she’s already offering up place with a deal for Alastor to go make. That AMAZING little joke about him being Ace and having it COMPLETELY flying over his head. Alastor letting her touch him, and how genuinely excited and happy the two of them are just talking and interacting. Their little duet in the middle of the song, the way Rosie pulls Alastor out of his scheming to just enjoy the moment. Their dance!!! She’s never been wronged by Alastor before!!! She trusts him to follow through on his side of the unofficial bargain/favor. Looking like proud parents when Charlie finds the courage to sing her pitch. I love, everything about these two, oh my god.

Anyways!!! Back to Rosie being just, a genuinely good aunt? And giving so much good advice for Charlie. Asking her the questions that needed to be asked. Rosie has, such good insight? On what the issue was, and why Vaggie would’ve kept something from her. She didn’t shy away from how big the secret was, but she also didn’t let Charlie spiral into questioning every little part of their relationship. And that little end but when she’s saying that Vaggie is flawed, but so is everyone else down in hell. GAWD. How it’s difficult to admit your regrets. Like, if that isn’t the core of the show, the core of Charlie’s dream, then I don’t know what is. Rosie cut through to the heart of the matter, she didn’t tell Charlie what she should feel or how she should act, but asked her what she’s actually feeling, and why, and told her to trust herself and her own judgement on if Vaggie’s actions were sincere or not. Man she’s such a good therapist.

(I’m half convinced Alastor didn’t just bring Charlie to Cannibal Town and see Rosie just because they needed support and numbers to fight against the exorcists, but also because she’s the best person he knows who can give out good relationship advice and he’s getting a little tired of Charlie venting at him. Especially now that she’s past the self loathing phase and has stepped into the unrestrained anger and frustration at someone else phase)

Also, unrelated topic but here’s a thought: only angel steel/holy weapons/powers can do permanent damage to someone’s body/soul. Vaggie’s eye is torn out by Lute’s exorcist blade, but her wings were just ripped off by hand. Vaggie’s eye never regenerated or recovered, but she was able to regrow her wings. Alastor was struck by Adam’s holy weapon across his chest. What if the injury never fully recovers?

And also, Alastor’s talk about “unclipping” his wings. My friend, once a bird’s wings are clipped they can’t be unclipped! You have to wait for the feathers to shed and grow in new ones. To regenerate. Also what is this talk about you having wings??? Don’t tell me you’re ALSO a secret angel??? Probably not cause your blood is red BUT. Where are you hiding those supposed clipped wings of yours eh?!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #episode 7 spoilers #episode 8 spoilers #hazbin hotel finale spoilers #Rosie #Rosie hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #Charlie #charlie hazbin hotel #cannibal town is so fascinating for me #and Rosie is such a dear! #I love seeing a leak into Alastor’s other relationships #but also I just LOVE Rosie herself #another example of how being in hell does not exclude you from being a good person #makes you wonder how or why she ended up there #not that anyone in the series really knows lol #but it /might/ be because of the cannibalism #maybe #anyways my head is too full of Alastor brain rot #to write anything intelligeable about him #so you guys get this Rosie and Cannibal town essay instead

[r-yui]

FFXVI Spoliers | Analysis of Terence's personality

because this character has very little screen time but he’s one of the few persons that Dion cares and loves.

This is all based on ENG dub though.

Tent scene: Terence brings a report to Dion. When Dion looks very worried about his father and is about to ask Terence, he was quick to answer before Dion even finished asking. Actually, this is the scene that makes me start to think that these two have something going on, either close friends or childhood friends or more than that. I mean Terence dared to speak before the prince finished his line lol. It shows that even as a lover, Terence surely respects Dion as his prince. He draws the line, but that line may not be clear cut. If Dion needs support from his lover not his subordinate, Terence can cross that line for him.

Kiss Scene: You can see that Terence reaches out his hand to touch Dion's waist very smoothly like he knows since forever that’s his place to grab oh gawd. But when the kiss’s over, he clings to Dion’s waist and refuses to let go until Dion pulls Terence's hand out himself. From this scene, Terence clearly (and somewhat outright intensely) wants to show his love, and does not want to lose Dion. He might be the one who gets jealous easily.

Scene after meeting Joshua: Dion asks Terence if he believes in him. Terence was about to say "I.." (about to tell his feelings), but closed his eyes and again replied, "We Dragoons...", confirming that Terence had somewhat made the line between love and duty so blurry.

Farewell scene:

(1) Dion - When talking about a medicine girl, Dion didn't even meet Terence’s eyes and kept talking over the shoulder with him, until Terence had to pull his shoulders so Dion could face him directly. It shows that Dion may not be good at expressing his personal/romantic feelings (including making facial expressions/trying not to show weakness which apparently showed when he  held back his tears), but when Terence left, It’s Dion who turned and looked at Terence’s back longingly.

(2) Terence - oh my how cute it is he's taller than Dion even though he bent his knees. Terence pulled Dion's shoulder to talk to him directly, stripped of the prince-container rank thingy and called Dion by name, and cried. He no longer hides his feelings. At this time, Terence was desperate to not leave Dion and he might have known that Dion wanted to break up with him. Still,  Terence never disobeys Dion's orders and Dion knew this. His act of pushing Dion and walking away without turning back doesn't mean he stops loving Dion, but it shows that he is very straightforward and determined to follow his prince’s orders though it damn hurts.

Sometimes I think that even though Dion isn't dead (Please don't die, please have Dion episode in the DLC.) Both of them may not still get back together. Dion must have been overwhelmed by his own guilt, probably thinking that he didn't deserve love from anyone (seriously, nobody blames you. Your dragoon troops are loyal to you. The people didn't blame you. Your cute husband still loves you. The whole guilt is stuck in your edgy dragoon brain).

#character analysis #ffxvi spoilers #ff16 spoilers #ffxvi #final fantasy 16 #dion lesage #terence #i shipped them so hard #wait can you call it a ship when it's canon? #JP already has a ship name and it's #teredio

[pupyuj]

ena bestie 2 words

ROCKSTAR YUJIN

*runs*

🪿🪿🪿🪿🪿

GAWD... i absolutely love band aus i eat them up like crazy. also i'm mixing these asks together cuz why not! YUJIN COCK‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

listen... being her biggest fan and going to most of her band's live shows,, and you're always standing at the front with wide, shiny eyes just completely enamoured by yujin as she sings and plays her guitar,, and ofc you're cute asf so yujin takes notice of you and starts chatting you up after a small gig 🫣🫣 she's not subtle about the way she feels about you at all! from the way she constantly touched you, shot flirty remarks towards you, and looked you up and down several times... this girl wants to fuck you 😵‍💫 and who were you to say no when she asks you to come over her place???

see, yujin had this elaborate plan to get you drunk enough to submit to her but she didn't have to do anything to get you on your knees—in fact, you were the one who begged for yujin to use you as she pleases! ☺️ and since yujin found you so endearing, she gives you what you have always wanted 😳 literally having hearts in your eyes once yujin takes off her pants and lets you pull down her boxers,, "can you take it, baby?" she would ask while petting your head mmmfhsjfjdkf 😵‍💫

you looked like the cutest whore to her,, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as you jacked her off, hands clumsily working on her cock while she stared down at you with a smile,, oh she's got you figured out—you have never done this before, have you? 🫣 yujinnie thinking that the best way to learn was to go all the way immediately, so she grabs your jaw, tells you to open up your mouth (which you obliged immediately without question bcs you're a slut), and before you knew it, you were gagging around your favorite guitarist's cock,,

choking on her dick as you tried your best to get used to the feeling :((( yujinnie not really caring if you were having a hard time breathing bcs despite everything, your mouth felt so right on her :((( she keeps thrusting and thrusting into your mouth, each one hitting deeper than the last. her moans and your gags being the only things heard in the apartment,, "good girl, there you go..." yujin says when you started to move your head on your own,, looking up at her with glossy eyes,, "doing so good, baby... keep going." and then she grabs a fistful of your hair and starts helping you take all of her cock once again,, 🫠🫠

forcing her length down your throat, ignoring the way you gripped her thighs and your pained cries,, and soon enough you were crying, tears running down your cheeks, messing up your makeup and everything ☹️ yujinnie smirking down at the sight, "what? you're crying? didn't you want this?" and suddenly she was so mean?? glaring at you when you started to tap out, "you're not stopping until i come, whore. do your work." she says harshly, once again ignoring the way you whined in resistance,, and soon enough, she would be holding your head still with both her hands, thrusting her hips into your face, groaning and muttering curses as she used your mouth :((((

"g-gonna be a good girl, yeah? you're gonna swallow all my cum... and maybe then i'll breed that slutty pussy of yours, hm?"

mmdnhsjdjdjf definitely forces you to stay still as she dumps her cum down your throat,, but she pulls out in the middle of her climax just to jerk herself off and paint your pretty face with her cum,, and god you were such a slut that you stuck your tongue out to catch some of her semen, so fucking addicted to the way she tastes... 🫠 ofc yujin was a woman of her words, so as soon as she snapped a photo of your cum-covered face on her phone, she grabbed you by your hair and dragged you to her bedroom, throwing you onto the bed, and ripping your shorts and panties off so she could destroy your cunt 😵‍💫😵‍💫 yujinnie breeding you until her seed is oozing out of your pussy from the amount of times she came inside you.. gawd 🤤

#🪿 anon #ive smut #ive imagines #ive x reader #ive x fem reader #ahn yujin x fem reader #ahn yujin smut #ahn yujin imagines #ahn yujin x reader #yujin imagines #yujin smut #yujin x fem reader #yujin x reader #g!p ive #g!p yujin #g!p idol #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #girl group smut

[fanficriter]

How the BNHA Boys would React to you Coming Out as Bisexual

Warnings - Swearing, mentions of homophobia and bullies, mentions of *whispers* “sex…”

Characters - Bakugou Katsuki, Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Eijirou Kirishima, Denki Kaminari

Notes - Every character in bnha is bi in my little brain :3

Gender Neutral Reader

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Bakugou Katsuki

- Let’s be honest, he already knew 💀

- “I know idiot, it’s pretty fucking obvious, but… thanks for tellin me anyway…”

- He doesn’t feel the need to ‘show his support’

- Not that he doesn’t support you, but he just, doesn’t care????

- Like yes go kiss boys and go kiss girls he genuinely could not give a fuck

- Kiss him too while your at it

- He will go to a pride parade with you if you really wanted him too

- If anyone were to bully you, or make some rude remarks about your sexuality, he would be at your side in a matter of seconds

- Explodes them

- “Tch, those idiots are losers… why do they care so much? Fuckin extras….”

Izuki Midoriya

- “Oh wow that’s amazing!! Thank you so much for telling me!”

- Gives you the biggest hug

- Extremely supportive

- Will make you a bisexual cake for pride month

- Will also buy you pride balloons

- Also fully believes that as a straight person, (he is NOT straight) he has to give you money everyday during pride month

Shoto Todoroki

- “I’m sorry”

- Thought you were upset about it

- You had to explain to him you weren’t upset about it

- “Oh, well, thank you for trusting me. Congratulations.”

- Never really mentions it to you

- If someone’s making fun of you for it, he will just pull you out of the situation, make sure you’re okay, then go back to the person and… reform them??

- No one knows how he does it, but every homophobe he’s met has walked away with a gay flag in hand, and a new perspective on life

- “How did you do that…?”

- “Do what?”

- He’ll wish you a happy pride month always

Ejirou Kirishima

- Asks you a bunch of questions

- “Good for you dude! …So like, what gender is better at sex?”

- “EJIROU WHAT?”

- Overall he’s really supportive

- “S-Slay? I think…”

- He’s trying his best please be patient

- If you get bullied for it, he’s an AMAZING shoulder to cry on

- “Shhh… It’s okay, let it all out…”

Denki Kaminari

- “Oh my gawd yas queen slay!!!”

- You cringed

- “No but seriously, thanks for tellin me! I’m glad you found yourself!”

- Also asks a lot of questions

- He’s supportive as fuck!!!

- He’s literally that one video

- “Happy gay month bc you know you gay n stuff”

- “Be who you are~ for your priiiidddeeee~~~~”

- Forgets what sexuality you are at least twice a month

- “Wait… what letter are you again?”

- If someone’s bullying you, he’ll come over and zap them!

- Will hold house parties for pride month

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Feel free to leave requests in the ask box !! (о´∀`о)

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[ghostiiess]

[NSB HEADCANONS] - them seeing their girl being jealous

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pov: the boys are doing their meet n greet at their concert and they can't help it but thinking their girl could be jealous of some... stars?

warnings: jealousy, maybe a bit of possessiveness? but not too much i think, mention of (obsessive) fangirls.. i think that's all!

type: comfort and wholesome!!

members: all of them!! :)

this one was requested!! thank you! if you want some requests or any imagines, tell me! the requests are always open!

sorry for the little late :( i was pretty busy with studies and school. the other requests are coming soon!

note: these situations didn't happen for real.

oli:

oh my god

HE SMILED SO HARD??

if you guys didn't know, they always do their meet and greet for around an hour, then do a like 10 minutes break and after it's the concert

so, of course, when he would have see you in the crown full of stars, he would smile like crazy!

"oh my god... is it really her?"

he would try to not always look at you

he want to meet every stars and get to know every single one of them, but...

let's say that it would be a bit hard since you're his s/o

when some girls tried to touch his cheeks, you couldn't help it but feel a bit...jealous?

you tried to relax: it's not every day the stars can see oliver moy.. they were just being excited and happy! right?

but when this girl tried to put her hands under oli's tshirt or tried to hold his hands and kiss it... your anger went up.

i mean, it's understandable

WHO THE HELL PUT THEIR HANDS UNDER A CELEBRITY'S SHIRT?

when oli saw you staring at her, he smiled nervously

(the rest of the members / oli's part are under the cut!)

"hey, please, don't put your hands under my shirt. i'm not comfortable."

the girl fastly stopped and when she DARED to ask why... oh damn it

you lost it

"excuse me? why would he give you a reason to not put your hands under his shirt?"

he was trying his hardest to not laugh

not because he thought it was funny, but more because he knew you were jealous and that it was kinda funny to see you act like this... you're never jealous, so... to him, it was a bit cute and funny at the same time?

the girl quickly nervously laughed then went for sebastian and almost did the same thing with him..

lol, what's wrong with this girl...?

when you two were alone, he smiled a bit

"you cute when you're jealous, baby"

"I WAS NOT JEALOUS"

"you sure?"

"YES??"

"ok, ok, i believe you"

he would smile at you and hold your hand secretly and kiss your forehead

"IM NOT JEALOUS OLIVER"

"i didn't even talked"

he smiled at you and hugged you while whispering in your ear sweet words

"don't worry, darling. you're mine and i'm only yours. no need to be jealous, okay?"

he kissed your neck quickly and smiled

"plus.. you're the brightest star here. how could i not fall for you? you're cute, so smart, so... you.."

golden retriever energy oh my gawd

"i totally understand how you might have felt, but i promise you, i would never do something to you like that. never. i'm yours for the rest of eternity, baby. you own my heart and i own yours"

kane:

kane was talking with some stars, smiling and feeling happy

he couldn't help it, but smile back at the stars

they were making him so happy

he was hugging and talking to everyone single of them

they were asking for kane's surgery, if he was okay and how great the boys were making them happy

you loved how they were so caring and kind towards kane's health and his life. they truly cared about the singer. you knew they weren't asking these questions to make kane uncomfortable, but because the relationships kane had with the stars were something super friendly and all?

then a star caome to him

she was trying her hardest to make kane's laugh

her hardest to get all kane's attention on her, not letting others stars meeting him...

the girl tried to put her hands around kane's neck, to his cheeks.. like... she tried to make her meet n greet a wattpad moment

kane couldn't help it, but smile since it was fans services, but also because he didn't know how to tell her to stop

even if it was his fans, he still had to stay polite

he quickly moved her arms out of him while laughing nervously

the girl probably didn't get the message because she continued to flirt with him

when kane saw you, he sighed and laughed nervously again

"listen, i don't know how to tell you this, but please, stop. i already told you twice. i have a partner."

the girl was a bit drunk or something, because she continued to flirt with him

kane looked at you and before he could do something, you gently pushed the star and faked a laugh

"babe! how are you? it's been a long time, isn't it?"

kane knew what you were doing

he then hugged you and didn't let the embrace end before a long 5 seconds

the star looked at him and frowned before going to regie to do the same thing, but let's say that regie is a bit more "direct" guy (if i can say it like that) if you know what i mean

he doesn't like what you're doing? he'll told you.

stars or not, he doesn't really care. he don't want to feel uncomfortable or to make them think they're their partners

in the other hand, kane is totally the opposite. i mean it depends on the situations obvs, but i think he really try his best to not hurt anyone

he knew stars couldn't see him everyday, it was just their reactions of them being happy, but still.

"you don't have to be jealous, baby. i only love you. you're the only one that i want in my arms right now and the only one who can flirt with me. i'm 100% yours and will be until the very end. i love you, y/n"

ryan:

oh this man

he was talking to some stars, including you, about his twitch streams, inside jokes, some funny moments...

he was smiling with the stars, talking about you and making the stars so happy to see *your ship name* irl :(

one star even said to ryan that you two were so perfect for each other and that he was really lucky to have you

and ryan's heart got millions of butterflies because omg, it was so cute :(

he loved the stars

while talking with him, you saw a girl running to your boyfriend and tapping on his shoulders while he was talking to stars

seeing he didn't turned around, she tapped again and looked at you

still not moving, she tapped for the third time and sighed while keeping her smile on her face

"he's talking to a star.." you said politely

she frowned at you and tapped her fingers on his shoulders for the fourth time

ryan suddenly got annoyed with her actions and turned around, trying his best to keep his smile on his face

"hum.. yes?"

"OMG RYAN, ILYSM, YOU'RE THE LOML, ILY, ILY, ILY. CAN I HAVE YOUR NUMBER, PLEASE?"

what the-

ryan's smile quickly faded

"y-you want my number.. did i heard correctly?"

"yes???"

ryan looked at you and couldn't help but smile at you. he knew you were jealous. he could see it on your face. he thought you were so cute

"hum... can i know why? i mean, my number's something private and-"

before he could finish his sentence, the girl interrupted him and smiled

"well.. maybe to get to know more of each other? to date? to be the cutest couple?"

ryan looked at you and laughed nervously

before he could even say anything, you put a fake smile on your face and looked at her

"sadly for you, this boy is taken."

"taken? by who?"

"me."

she laughed and looked at ryan

"why is she pretending to date you, ryan?"

ryan sighed and continued to keep his calm inside of him

"she's dating me. i'm her boyfriend."

the girl looked at you and frowned

"oh hum... all right! your choice.. but i'll ask for darren's then! unless you're jealous that i'll go ask for his..?"

what happened to that poor girl?

who broke her heart, because damn, she thought she would make ryan nguyen jealous 😭

"okay"

it was finally the two of you

ryan quickly hugged you and kissed the top of your head

"it's really cute and super adorable seeing you jealous"

"i wasn't jeaous??"

he laughed softly

"girl, you were filled of jealousy"

"OK BUT WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?? SHE ASKED FOR YOUR NUMBER!!"

he laughed and kissed your cheek

"you're so adorable. i love you so much, oh my god. but please. don't think i'm going to give my numbers to some stars. even if i love them very much, i won't do that. you're the love of my life and i wouldn't exchange you agaisnt anyone on this earth"

he kissed your forehead and started dancing with you

sebastian:

talking with the stars, his smile couldn't be bigger

he was so happy to finally meet them all :(

while he was all alone, drinking water and being on his phone, he started to text you (even though you were in the same room as him, probably talking to others members and stars)

seb: baby, where r u?

you: in the same room as u, lol

seb: ykwim... i'm alone rn, would u like to dance w me? or smth

you: yeah sure :)

seb: aight!!!!

while going to seb's way, you saw a girl running to him with the biggest smile on her face

seb's smile lighted up and his smile appeared on his face

you went to him and smiled to the girl

"hey jasmine!! how are you, it's been so long, omg!!"

you looked at him confused like "the hell u know her?"

seb laughed and introduced you to her

"baby, this is jasmine! she's a star she's been there to almost every of our concerts! isn't she so amazing?"

"yeah!!" you said trying to keep your jealousy in you

it was only a fan.

only a fan.

only a fan

only a fan.

you couldn't help but repete to yourself these words

you trusted sebastian with your whole heart, but still.. you couldn't help it but feel a bit jealous about that

"yes, thank you!" she said

she laughed and then took seb's hands and smiled

"at this point, he could even recognize me in a crown.."

he laughed at her remarks while the girl started to smile, making seb's doing the same thing

"btw, seb!! remember when regie had drank too much and he almost made you fall on the floor?"

sebastian laughed

"omg yes!! it was sooo funny!! you said to me that i was going to fall for your chams! it was so hilarious, oh my god."

the girl and your boy continued talking like if you wasn't even there

you knew sebastian was close to the stars and that he was only being nice and polite

but.. could he even see that she was flirting with him?

she put her hands on his shoulder and smiled even more

"and remember the time you missed your line while singing and started laughing about it while oli was singing his part? it was so cute and so funny!"

sebastian laughed even more

"please, erase this moment out of your memory, jas'"

jas? she had nicknames, now?

you sighed and saw darren all alone.

you quickly went to him and started talking to him

you didn't even want to make sebastian jealous

but you did

you were just a bit tired of hearing how seb was having fun without you and how much he was laughing with her compared to you

seconds later, you felt two hands on your waist

"can i borrow her from you, dar'?"

darren smiled and nodded

you sighed and saw seb's face a bit sad

"why did you leave, baby? did i make something to make you mad or upset?"

you sighed and looked at jasmine

"no"

seb looked at her and understood

"she's just a star, y/n baby"

"i know. idk why i felt jealous, i'm sorry"

sebastian hugged you and kissed the top of your head

"it's okay, y/n. no need to be sorry."

"even if you look cute when you're jealous, i hate when you are feeling like this."

he hugged you with so much passion and so much love :(

his heart was only beating for you

"even if the room is full of stars, you're the brightest one here"

he kissed your cheeks and reassured you

"i'm sorry i made you felt this way, my love. you're the only one for me and even if i don't show it a lot, you're the love of my life and i don't think i could live without you"

he hold your hands and saw jasmine coming to him again

"hey seb, our conversations wasn't done-"

before she even finished her sentence, he interrupted her and said softly

"i'll pass time with my girl for a moment. we haven't seen each other for a little while and i missed her"

justin:

justin was drinking with some stars and saw you coming

his smile was so big when he saw you

"Y/N IS IN THE ROOM TONIGHT!! LET'S GOOO!!"

you couldn't help but smile

when a girl drank with him and said:

"BABYY, LET'S DRINK TOGETHER"

he knew something wasn't right

he quickly looked at the girl and tried to keep his smile to stay polite and nice

she was probably drunk anyways

"what did you call me?"

"baby?"

"please, don't do that ever again"

the girl frowned at him and smiled, not thinking of what he just said

"why? you're my baby"

justin laughed and continued to drink like she didn't said anything

he hold your hand and saw your eyes glued to her figure

"hey, you good, sweetie?"

"yeah! why wouldn't i be?"

justin thuck a piece of hair behind your ear and smiled softly

"i don't know, you just looked a bit... mad?"

"i aren't jp, don't worry!"

he nodded and pointed you the drinks (if you're underage, act like he didn't said that)

"want to drink with me?"

"you won't ask me twice"

he laughed and looked at the frowning girl

"you okay?"

"is she your partner or...?"

justin looked at you to see if you were okay of him saying it

your relationship was private. justin didn't talked a lot about his love life. the stars knew he was dating someone, but they didn't know that you were the lucky one

after your nod, justin smiled about the thought of him saying you were his

"yeah, she's my girl"

the star looked at you and started laughing

"nice... what do you say we drink together and dance together justin? i'm sure, i could replace her for a lil' while.."

justin's face decomposed at her words

"hi, i'm his girl! thank you for your service, but i don't think he need a substitute for his love life right now, but still.. thank you for asking!"

the girl stared at you and laughed while drinking

"i was just asking.. i didn't know he was taken by you"

"girl, he just told you"

the girl laughed at you then walked away while justin wrapped his arms around you

"i'm sorry, i didn't know it would be like this-" you said

he quickly interrupted you and kissed the top of your head and gave you one of his smile

"please, don't. you're cute when you're jealous. really cute."

you looked at him and hugged him even thigher

"you know, you're my only love, right? no one won't ever remplace you.. you're the only one for me, y/n! i love you so much, you don't even know how much you mean to me.."

and he drank with you for the rest of the night

darren:

let's say some girls would do anything to be darren's gf for the night

so, you were talking with your boyfriend

how good he was going to be at the concert and how great his singing voice was...

"don't worry, dar', you'll do super great!"

he kissed the top of your nose and smiled

"thank you baby, i really appreciate it"

in the same time, a girl went to your boyfriend

"hey darren!!"

he turned around and smiled to the star

"hey!! how are you? did your operation went well?"

the fan nodded and smiled more

"yes, thank you!"

you smiled at her. he was so caring for every stars.

"you had an operation?"

"yes! darren follow me on ig. i have a fan account of him!"

you nodded while playing with your boy's fingers

"hey dar', do you mind if i take a picture with you?"

darren obvs said yes and quickly took the girl's phone to take the picture

without thinking it, she took her phone out of his hand and looked at you

"mind if you take the picture of us?"

while taking the picture, you saw her hands were in your boyfriend's and quickly cleared your throat while giving the phone back to her

"thank you!"

darren looked at you ans smiled

"are you jealous right now?" he whispered to you while the girl wasn't listening

"what? no!"

let's say when stars were holding his hand, he knew that it could make you a bit "jealous"

you know he was doing fan services and his job

like, it's not everyday stars could see darren liang aka lildarbear so ofc, they were doing that

"you look really good, dar! i hope one day, i'll be able to see you dressed like this to... a date? what do you think?"

the truth is.. almost everyone knew you guys were together

darren loved doing videos with you

"a date...?" darren asked

she was confident

"yes! you and me!"

darren nervously smiled and gently declined the proposition:

"i already have a partner, and i love her so much. i don't want anyone else than her."

"okay, sorry, i didn't know" she said while walking away

darren looked back at you and saw your frowned face and tried his best to not smile and kiss you on the lips

"you know that you're so fucking adorable, right now?"

you didn't said anything

he laughed and kissed your forehead

"you're so adorable!!!"

"shut up, liang"

he smiled and took your hand

"you're the one and only for me, baby. no one is going to date me other than you. you're my love and i won't ever exchange you to anything or anyone in the world"

you hugged him and softly kissed his lips

"i wish you could see how hot and adorable when you're jealous.. because damn, girl..."

(i didn't know how to finish darren's, i'm sorry-)

regie:

being in a relationship with the regie macalino include a lot of things

one of which is jealousy..

like, this man is so good looking and so sweet? (and nonchalant)

sure, maybe, at first, he doesn't look like that, but i can tell you, he's like that :(

he's a kind boy

so when a girl tried to have his numbers, he thought it was weird

no one ever asked for his number (as a fan in a meet n greet, that's what i'm saying)

he was drunk

really drunk

"what did you asked?" he said while laughing with others stars

"can i have your number, please?"

regie's smile faded

he heard it correctly

he looked at you and smiled to her

"i thought i was pretty clear in my story saying i had a crush on y/n.. guess not lmfao"

the girl laughed and drank again

"c'mon regie! you can't date her! i'm here!"

regie quickly said no and smiled to you

"i'm already dating this model, thank you!"

did he just called you a model??

"please, give me your number, i'll make it worth it!! really worth it! i have everything you're asking for!"

"y/n already have what i'm looking for, thank you!"

"but i'm better than her"

regie rolled his eyes

he hated to see these kind of fans :(

he loved every stars, but seeing stars that couldn't get the hint twice.. it was making him upset and a bit mad. he thought it was insulting how a star had the guts to ask twice and insulting his s/o while she was just right there..

"please, stop asking. i said no. respect my decision."

the girl continued to insist until regie stopped all this

"can you fucking stop?! fucking hell, i made my choice! i don't want to give you my fucking number! like bro, you're just embarassing yourself atp. respect me and my girlfriend. she's amazing and wonderful."

she walked away frowing and talking under her breath

"i'm sorry she said these things to you, baby.. you're amazing and perfect the way you are. i love you."

you hugged him

"you're mine and i'm only yours"

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[tohellandback99]

I had done other Wendell and Wild drawing hours before this since I had no sleep. I just couldn’t sleep

Then I just.

This took all my attention and energy just as I needed. My emergency painting. I call it an emergency painting, or drawing. when you are struggling and can only draw something or someone that you’re familiar with and comforted by, using tools that make you happy and are relatively familiar with as well. In this case, my two mechanical pencils that make extremely thin lines, (not exactly the best for building outlines, but my favorite nonetheless) my beloved ballpoint pens and watercolor pencils that are just. My god! I remember when I put the water on the paper, either my jaw fell or I was mouthing “oh my. GAWD.” (It’s my second time using these pencils)

When I struggle hard with stress and bad bad thoughts and feelings today. The loss of consistency with even small things and feeling like I do nothing right is, painful. No sleep I was SO uncomfortable and restless that i drew AND painted him. And I’m so fucking glad I did

(I feel so SO much better. it’s gone for now)

Saved the drawing before! 😌 I never do this when I make paintings and I really should make it a habit, taking pictures of what it looks like before I paint. If left as a drawing, at this stage I would have already given him shading, and I would have been ready to fill out his eyyyes in pen with a little bit of the fuchsia and the navy blue. Speaking of his eyes! This has been killing me. What I want people to notice. To understand. I’m charmed. See, Raul is the ONLY character. That has proved me wrong about my point to ALWAYS, ALSO give male characters. Everyone except him gets prominent, VERY PRESENT eyelashes. It’s true! The first time I drew him I was battling the idea in my head really really hard. I knew he probably would’ve hated being drawn with eyelashes. and when I drew his eyes before any lashes he was perfectly perfect without any. 🤯 I knew I made the right decision when I watched the movie too after and saw that in the photo he has with the girls he HAD lashes. That was so fucking clever of them to think of that, holy crap.

I just realize yes, I made him look even MORE irritated than the reference. (I look again and I notice here he doesn’t look irritated. Drawing Raul like he is was fun though! 😭)

Oh geez I’m a super fan nooo! Oh.

Oh who cares it helps! This I got from @valerieblogsalot

Thank you so much! Else I wouldn’t have found this

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