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currentfications · 6 months

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Ocean Eyes | Part 3

Pairing: Bada Lee x Producer!Reader

Synopsis: Latrice bailed on you for dinner, but set you up for a date with Bada instead.

Warning: Swearing, Flirting, Legs

AN: Sorry for the late upload and shorter than expected chapter!! Still trying to get over Monday - will try to upload over the next few days. Thank you to everyone for following along~

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After finally getting the keys to your recording studio, you were overjoyed and decided to take Latrice out for celebratory dinner.

Y/N: Dinner’s on me make yourself available

Latrice: 🤨

Latrice: u tryna poison me again?

Y/N: It was one time Latrice get over it

Latrice: I don’t have comprehensive health insurance here I’m not risking it

Y/N: 🙄 I’m taking you out for dinner

Latrice: Keep talking

Y/N: THE STUDIO IS READYYYY 🤩

Y/N: And I don’t wanna drink alone

Latrice: Wait that’s actually good news I’m so happy for you ahhhh 🥰🥰🥰

Latrice: But still no

Y/N: What why what did I do?

Latrice: Nothing I am busy

Y/N: 🧐

Y/N: Busy?

Y/N: …

Y/N: Waitttttt a damn minute

Y/N: I want a name cunt who tf you linked up with

Y/N: HELLO??? MA’AM?

Y/N: Whatever happened to sharing is caring huh?

Latrice: 👉🏾👈🏾

Y/N: Oh god what have you done

Y/N: Tell me it’s not who I think it is you dumb fucking bitch 😇

Latrice: 🤭

Y/N: Ms. Kabamba 😇

Team BEBE was filming the last bit of reaction segments with Mnet while they were interrupted by a few raps on their door. “Come in!” Lusher greeted her co-captain dance mate in with a hug.

Latrice slowly poked her head through the door, “Hey Bada can I borrow you for a quick second?”

Bada looked up, confused, but walked over nonetheless. “Is everything alright?”

“Calling in a personal favour,” Latrice smiled nervously, “can you go on a dinner tonight?”

“Dinner? Sure!” The choreographer hummed and nodded excitedly, “BEBE with Jam Republic?”

“You and Y/N,” Latrice snickered, “I have a date and had to bail, but she’ll be much much kinder to me if you’d go in my place instead.”

Bada raised an eyebrow and pointed at herself. Perplexed, she sounded a little dumbfounded, “Me? Why?”

Latrice rolled her eyes at the obvious question, “She has a fat celebrity crush on you since she the first episode aired, that’s why. Now please, pretty please with a cherry on top, would you go in my place tonight so she don’t-” Latrice stopped dead as you decided you’ve had enough of her ignoring your text and started calling her instead. Her eyes widen slightly in fear as she turned to the taller dancer. “Bada please I’ll owe you one, I’m so so sorry-” she swiped and picked up your call, “heyyyy Y/N, I was just telling Bada about your dinner plan tonight. She’s super keen! Here you go-”

Latrice palmed the phone to the choreographer like a hot potato, mouthing ‘thank you’ at the blonde.

Dinner with Bada? The sentence hasn’t fully registered in your brain as you begun to rip your high school mate a new one. “Ms. Kabamba,” you uttered with the coldest tone you could muster, a tone that Latrice knows all too well. A tone you only take with her when she knows she’s done something stupid, again.

“Sorry to disappoint,” a familiar voice broke you out of your rant. “Ms. Lee here. I heard we have plans?”

Damnit that cunt, I’ll deal with her later. You quickly composed yourself, “Never a disappointment, love. Any dietary restrictions?” You tried to mitigate your hoarse voice (from screaming ‘CUNNNNTTTTTT’ right before Latrice picked up the phone) and previously harsh tone by being as sweet as possible with your word choice, knowing that phone call rarely - if ever - made you sound more personable.

Love? Your husky delivery had the tall dancer flustered, trying to hide a blush taking form on her cheeks. Bada gulped, hard, and stumbled over her words, “N-no, I’m not picky. Where and when?” She tried to pass it off as cool and nonchalant, but Lusher seemed to have picked up on her change in tone.

“I’ll pick you up when you finish for the day? Latrice gave me their schedule.” Bada hummed over the phone, you can almost see her cute head bop as she does. Okay, dinner with Bada. One-on-one. I can do this, no biggie, fuck. “See you then, Love.”

Latrice gave Bada a parting hug when the call was over, the latter still bewildered by the unexpected call. “Thank you so, so much. You’re a life saver. Have fun later!” She quickly shuffled out the room, shutting the door behind her.

Lusher peaked over the tall dancer’s shoulder, Bada’s cheeks still warm from the conversation. She gasped as the blonde slowly clasped her hands onto her face, letting out a small shriek. “Oh god Bada what was that all about?” The co-captain raised an eyebrow at her leader’s demeanour.

“Lusher, did you bring an extra outfit?” Was the first thing that came out of Bada’s mouth.

Y/N: You’re off the hook

Y/N: For now

Y/N: I will grill you afterwards 😇

Latrice: What a weird way to say thank u but ok

Latrice: ure welcome

When you pulled up in your bike, you did not expect the gorgeous specimen to be walking out the building in a skirt. You gulped and paused for a (significant) moment, marvelling at her (legs). Her hair sat perfectly, framing her face. She smiled and waved at you, walking (omg her legs) over with a small prance (her legs y’all). “Hey, thanks for picking me up.”

“God you look amazing.” After pulling yourself together, you realised a slight problem. “I am so sorry,” you quickly apologised, motioning her skirt (legs), “I did not plan accordingly.”

She chuckled and shook her head, “Don’t worry about these, tights underneath. My hair however, is a different story.”

Relieved, you handed her a helmet with a smile and hopped onto the bike, signalling her to get on. Bada giggled and straddled herself behind you, wrapping her hands around your waist. Both of you were suddenly very grateful for the helmets for keeping you road safe and hiding blushes. “You good?” You did one last check. Bada hummed and gave you a soft squeeze before you both rode off.

Tag list: @bada-lee-ily @lil-elliesgf

#bada lee #bada lee x reader #fanfic #swf2 #swf2 x reader

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sunflowerharrington · 2 years

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something where reader is Billy’s gf and they’re at a party and she gets hit on and he gets overprotective and it leads to angry sex

You’re My Favourite Kind Of Night

pairing - Billy Hargrove X Fem!Reader

summary - You, Y/N Wheeler, decided to throw a party for your birthday, and Billy’s not happy with how much you’re talking to your friend Steve Harrington, Nance’s boyfriend.

Thinking of writing a Part 2 for this if anyone wants it! ☺️

warnings - Overprotectiveness, 18+, Billy Hargrove, degradation, Billy flirts with Karen, slut shaming, public masturbation, sorry but Y/N is kind of a bitch in this, flashbacks to season one at the very end, 🤨📸, reader’s kind of a brat iwl.

notes - I hope you like this, Nonnie. Another request similar to this one was; Could do something where Billy is jealous of a boy Y/N is talking to so he reminds her who she belongs to? And can that boy be Steve. Okay so I kind of changed the ask slightly, but it’s still what you both asked for, Anons. Just a heads up, that’s all! Also the title comes from the song; Earned It, by The Weeknd (From Fifty Shades of Grey)

word count - 4K (caught in 4K, literally)

taglist - @quickiesgirl @sunnymunson @sympathyforher @langdon-cumslut @wzrlds @friendly-neighborhood-ghoul @taecube @in-love-with-will-byers dm comment or ask me to be added or taken off for future updates if you like <3

“So,” Steve started, taking his first draw of smoke. You never thought he would be a smoker. “Great party, huh? Not to mention interesting…”

“Yeah,” you said, sitting down next to him on the edge of the pool coping. “I’m all about crazy parties.”

“I bet. But shouldn’t the birthday girl be talking to everyone and not just me?”

He patted his legs, indicating to you to prop yours up over him. You do as you’re asked, now practically sitting in his lap.

“I can talk to whoever I want to whenever I want to.”

He began strumming his fingers across your bare thigh, inching closer and closer to the black leather skirt you were wearing, matching with your boyfriend’s jacket.

You rolled your eyes. “You’ll get me in trouble, Harrington.”

“You got me in trouble with Nance first,” he chuckled darkly. “That skirt you wore on your first day at Hawkins drove me wild, Y/N.”

“Touché.”

He used the silence to drill you with a querying look. “I like you, Wheeler, you know. I wanna know more about you.”

Sure, and you wanted to know how big his cock was and how many inches it could get down your throat before you’re gagging, with tears starting to fall from your eyes.

“There’s no reason that you can’t,” you said, grazing your bottom lip between your teeth.

His reply was to do nothing but stare intently back at you, his soft but intense gaze burning right through you. But you weren’t intimidated in the slightest, so you stared back, the only man that could make you bow down was nowhere to be seen so you decided to lay your cards out.

“I always thought you were hotter than every other boy in Hawkins.”

“Even Billy, your boyfriend?” Steve questioned, almost choking on the air he breathed in, looking away from you. Finally, you won.

“Billy hates labels. We’ve gone with fuck-buddies, but apparently he’s the only one allowed to see other people.”

You smiled innocently at him, just as you heard somebody else coming over. You would’ve preferred if Steve just gave in right away, but in the end you still won, then that way you could’ve talked to him properly before whoever the fuck this was decided to interrupted you.

It turned out to be Billy. Go figure.

At the sound of Billy coming over, Steve also pushed your legs off his, making it not as obvious that you two were practically eye fucking each other until the first one caved in. You bet Steve got off controlling when a girl came for him, just like Billy did, building the girl up and up, only to leave her hanging every single damn time. Just until she was completely ragged, desperate and submissive for him.

You didn’t think you’d mind a change of scenery, after having the beautiful Billy on top of you more than once every night for the last six months, and you were starting to get tired of the same old vanilla, missionary sex he had been giving you. God. Why were men so goddamn boring?!

“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” Billy asked, glaring at you.

He takes a cigarette out of his box and places it between his lips, inhaling then dragging it out with a loud sigh. You didn’t realize your gaze had been pinned on his body, anywhere but his face while biting your lips until Billy gave you a look, pinning his eyes on you as he brought his lighter to the end of his cigarette.

“Not at all,” Steve said, scratching the back of his neck, looking away awkwardly. He put out his half smoked cigarette and turned to you. “Do you want to head back inside? It’s getting pretty cold out here.”

“Stay here. We need to talk,” Billy told you. He was now turned from Steve pretty dismissively.

“Steve’s right, it is pretty cold out here,” you replied, pouting your lower lip at him.

“Don’t strut around at a party without any underwear on then.”

Steve’s mouth ran drier than the Sahara Desert. “You’re not wearing any underwear?” He was already halfway to his feet, but as he realized you weren’t moving he sat back down again. “Bold as ever, Wheeler.”

There was a small giggle in your throat, half way out of your mouth, but Billy interrupted you. “She’s a riot, that’s for sure. I’m trying to talk to her though, so if you don’t mind… can you kindly fuck off?”

That was aggressively rude.

…and so damn hot.

Steve’s eyes narrowed on Billy’s. “I was talking to her first. I can’t imagine anything that urgent that I can’t keep talking to her.”

Oh, you loved this side of the both of them. You liked their arguing, the underlying tension. Sexual tension? You didn’t know. Also, it’s over you for now. And your legs weren’t clamped shut to keep your dignity, no, but to stop the throbbing pressure.

Billy scoffed, and you turned to him, surprised that he hadn’t already knocked Steve out. Though last time Steve won. So he may have not wanted to crush his ego and pride… again. “Sounded like a whole lot of silence ‘fore I came over here, Harrington.”

“Saying my surname isn’t intimidating, Billy.”

A smirk found its way onto your lips. Steve had no idea really what he was in for with Billy, so you helped him out. Running your foot up the front of Steve’s leg, you told Billy, “We were saying it all with our eyes.”

“Lust at first sight, hm?” Billy said, unfazed. “You two must be so attuned that now you can telepathically tell each other how much you want to fuck each other like Max’s friend, El, can.”

What the fuck was he doing? Whatever it was it was kind of hot.

Before an even more confused frown can cross your face, Steve jolted up. You were already quite taken aback, but more so when he stepped up to Billy. Billy for his part looked completely and utterly unbothered, not changing his expression or stance in the slightest.

“What’s your problem with me talking to Y/N?”

“My problem?” Billy scoffed. He suddenly straightened up. “You need to stay away from my girlfriend. I just wanted to talk to her.”

Oh so now he wanted to call you his girlfriend? Very mature.

Steve stared him down, unconvinced. Billy then showed he wasn’t intimidated in the slightest and smiled right in Steve’s face, wholly offensively, entirely disrespectfully, before beginning to chuckle under his breath.

“You know, Harrington. Maybe you should spend less time flirting with other girls and more focussed on Nancy. Not Y/N. She’s off limits.”

“Says who? We’re just fuck buddies, Billy. No strings attached, remember?” You said, mimicking the way he said it to you on the way into the party two hours ago.

Billy was about to say something when he heard a noise, somebody was leaving the house.

“Buzzkill,” Billy muttered, looking into the distance at none other than your mom, Karen, who was now walking towards you. “Time to sweet talk this bitch. You two better play along.”

Ugh, who did this boy think he was? Really. Bossing you around like that?

“You must be Y/N’s sister,” he said, running his tongue against his top teeth, before biting his lower lip. He began not-so subtly looking her up and down. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“I’m actually her mother,” she chuckled. “Such a charmer.”

“My best talent! Right, baby? Steve?”

“Right,” you both said at the same time, and as your mom began walking off with a stupid little grin on her face, Billy made a ‘call me’ gesture to her before popping his cigarette back into his mouth. Gross.

“Easy. Now, we need to have a little talk, don’t we, Babydoll?” He asked, taking a hold of your hand with a painfully strong grip, and Steve took the hint to leave, cautiously looking over his shoulder one last time to make sure you were okay being alone with Billy.

“Sure, Babydoll,” you chuckled. Billy hated it when you mocked him, but it also turned him on more than anything else could. Except you, obviously. And now, your mom too.

The pool lights had been turned off as the party drifted inside, the clock struck midnight and the party was coming to an end. Billy’s beautiful face was illuminated under the moonlight, looking like a male adonis, but god was he fucking annoying.

He was already pinning you down with an icy glare when you tore your eyes away from Steve who was now making his way back into the house. With his eyes on you, you uncrossed your legs, letting them inch open ever so slightly, then crossed them the other way.

Billy leaned back against the nearby wall, not even five feet away from you, propping one leg against it too, with a husky look on his face. He beckoned you over with two fingers, almost mirroring the way you’d love him to touch you right now.

“On your knees, Princess.”

“I’m not getting on my knees for any man, Babydoll,” you teased, butterflies awakening in your stomach as his brows furrowed into a frown.

“You have three seconds to get over here, Y/N.”

But you don’t move. You stayed seated exactly where you were, but you did however start running your hand down your body, from your neck down to the junction between your hip and leg, never taking your gaze off his.

“Or what?”

“If you don’t get on your knees and crawl over here right now like a good little girl and suck on my dick… I swear to God, you little fucking brat, when I do finally fuck you, you’ll be feeling it for weeks.”

Oh shit. So he was playing that game?

“You should be nicer to me, Billy. It’s my birthday,” you said, chuckling to yourself, letting out a gasp as he grabs your wrist, pulling you over to him.

He pressed your body against the wall, your eyes widening as he towered over you. You glared at him as he trapped you against the wall, one hand either side of your shoulders.

“Tell me, Hargrove. Do I get under your skin when I speak to other boys? Does the thought of me talking to Steve Harrington… Anger you?” You asked, a little giggle leaving your lips as you did so.

It wasn’t so much the disrespect and the dirty talk, but about knowing how desperate that little fuck was to get in your pants. Billy wanted you so bad. The fucking loser. The more you deny, the more you tease, the better the fuck will be. There’s no way you could give in now.

You pushed Billy away from you, making him stumble backwards. Taking it a step further you walked back over to the shorter wall and sat back down on it, taking your teasing fingers slowly down between your legs and underneath the fabric of your skirt.

The tips of your fingers just grazed over your skin, making your legs shudder, forcing the lightest of gasps from between your lips as they dip into the pool of wet between your legs. As you slipped a finger between your folds and was encased in warmth and delicious wetness, Billy’s jaw unhinged, his eyes set determinedly on watching you play with yourself, though he wanted to do it himself.

You’d barely begun and he’d already shoved his hand in his own underwear. You gasped again, and the sound made Billy scramble over to you with lust in his eyes. He grabbed onto his jeans, quickly unbuckling them and pulling them down, hauling his underwear down with them. So much for fucking you within an inch of your life.

You bet he was so horny he’d just jump you until he came five minutes later then blame it on the alcohol he consumed. No. Now wasn’t the time.

You grabbed his jaw as he was about to pull up your skirt, squeezing with your wet fingers. “Uh uh,” you said, shaking your head. “Who says you’re getting to play, hm?”

“I’ll rip that fucking skirt and bralette off with no hesitation, Y/N.”

“And then what?” You asked, taking him close enough that you could have kissed him if you wanted to. But instead, you shoved his face away, almost making him fall backwards.

He rubbed his jaw, glaring at you from the corner of his eye. “I will ruin you.”

“Really?” You let out a dry laugh. “A whiny little bitch like you couldn’t even ruin a fly, Hargrove. Even Steve fucking Harrington beat you in a fight.”

Hate boiled in him like lava, forming an extremely aggressive volcano, anger bubbling and beginning to burn his insides, and it took everything in his power to not throw one at you like his father always did.

The veins in his hands and arms began to pulse from clenching his fists so furiously, and he released you from the cage of his arms, taking one step back. “You’re a miserable fucking bitch.”

“And you’re not one of those?” You smirked, and he shook his head, lost in a sea of fury and confusion.

His icy blue eyes burned into yours and you stared back, unwilling to budge, watching as a darkness flashed in his eyes, nostrils flaring. He brought a hand up to your chest to forcefully push you against the wall, pressing his body weight against yours. Still no trace of anything but the usual hypnotic look in his sultry blue eyes.

He then pulled away, sitting down on the pool coping, pulling you with him. He snaked an arm around your back, cinching you into him, your thighs around his hips, locking at his back to stop yourself from falling into the pool. He was so tall that even sitting down you were still not looking him in the eye and he still got to look down on you, but you realized he positioned himself to kneel as imposingly as he could in front of you. Never did you think he’d get on his knees for anyone, but here he was.

“The only person you have to prove anything to is me. So, prove it.” He took you by the chin this time, locking his fingers over you so tightly, turning you up to look at him with such a sharp movement that it hurt your neck. “Show me you’re not all mouth, you slut. Because I have a feeling you’re playing up a big game here.”

“Glady.” It almost sounded like you were intimidated by him, which was the very fucking last thing he made you… or that’s what you wanted him to think. You would gladly let Billy take control of you for a night, but in all honesty, you didn’t think he actually had it in him.

Until he could prove that he did, he wasn’t getting that chance.

“If you want to know what I’ve got…” You began. Billy let you go, running his hands through your hair instead, and ironically being as gentle about it as he can. “Then you can listen to me fucking that Munson kid all night long until he can’t see. I’ll even take you with me to get my weed off him so you can enjoy the show.”

That gentleness had vanished again. He took a hold of your hair tight, arching you back, and grinned in your face, showing you the menace you wanted all along. He slid his fingers into your slick pussy, biting his lips and sighing contently at how it felt, making you moan, your bottom lip shuddering.

"By all means, have your fun with that freak. We’re not boyfriend and girlfriend after all. But what you’re gonna do afterwards, no matter what the fuck you get up to with that fucking kid, is you're going to meet me, somewhere with all the lights off, somewhere nice and quiet, like the park, and I'm going to bend you over the first surface I can get, I don't care what it is, the slide, the bench at the bakery, the picnic tables, even that fucking freak you're fucking tonight, I don't give a shit so long as you're face down and whimpering for me, and I'm not going to stop until my name is coming out your mouth and you're begging me, fucking begging me to make you cum again. Tonight you’re going to be mine, bitch, and I'm going to make sure you don't forget that. All mine."

He slid his fingers in and out of you as he spoke, leaving you whimpering already, eyes on his, not daring to look away and miss a word, biting down hard on your bottom lip so you didn’t make a sound, yet still making the most pathetic and needy little noises. Maybe you were the whiny one, not Billy.

“Get up, whore” he hissed, his order dominant, and quite frankly very sexy.

You did as you were told, half because yes please, and half because he's still got a fistful of your hair and was getting up with you regardless of what you wanted (though we both know exactly what you wanted).

When you were up, he let you go, but he wasn’t done.

“Turn around and bend over,” he demanded, his voice laced with sweet, sweet venom.

Oh fuck, you thought as you did as he asked. He stood behind you, so fucking close to where you needed him most, his hands travelling all over; smoothing over your ass, down your thighs, his knuckles grazing your throbbing pussy. He kicked at your ankles until you spread your legs wider.

Right now you’d take those minutes you were mocking him for and you’d thank him endlessly for them, even if he left you unfinished, but right now you were so goddamn wet for him, and you were sure he’d have you cumming the moment the tip of his cock even teased your slit.

He slid your skirt up your ass, exposing everything. His cock rubbed against you through his shorts. You pushed back into him even harder, moaning.

His hand came colliding with your ass. You groaned, and grunted, and jerked away all at the same time, your fingers clutching the hard marble even tighter.

“I like it when you’re a bad girl, Princess, but you need to realise that you won’t get away with that shit with me, you fucking slut. You need to be a good girl for me.”

He brought his hand down again, rocking you even harder. You grinded your hips desperately up on his dick for some needed relief.

“Who are you going to open your legs for tonight, you little slut?” He asked.

Before you could answer he spanked you again. Hard.

You moaned, trying to keep your legs from trembling.

“You, Billy,” you confessed.

“Say it again. I didn’t hear you.”

“You, Billy. Fuck,” you groaned pathetically, desperately reaching back to him, betraying yourself by how needy you were being.

“Billy?” He let a dry laugh escape his throat.

“Babe?”

No answer.

“Baby?”

Nothing. Not even a blink.

“Darling?”

Still no answer. What the fuck would he want you to call him?

“My love?”

He shook his head, a smirk etched into his features.

“Babydoll?”

“Call me Babydoll one more time and see what happens, Princess. I answer to Daddy only, and you should know that by now,” he hissed, before laughing. “Oh I forgot, you’re too dumb to remember shit like that!”

He moved away, but before you could collapse to the ground in disappointment, he slapped his hand between your legs, his fingers sliding up inside of you again.

“Let me repeat this; who are you opening your legs for tonight?”

You had a thought about saying Eddie’s name, but you were so horny that you couldn’t bring yourself to delay Billy fucking you senseless any longer. “You, Daddy.”

God you hated that word, but nonetheless still said it, earning another slap on your ass, this time much harder, the feeling of a bruise beginning to form on your skin.

“That’s right, doll,” he said, and you could practically hear that little bitchass smirk on his face. “You fucking remember that, Y/N. Remember who it was that had your pussy dripping before they even touched you. You can be a bad girl for everyone else, but you’re a good girl for me. Do you understand?”

But Steve also had your pussy dripping, no?

You nodded. “Whatever you want, Babydo— I mean, Daddy.” Ew.

“Shit, someone’s coming, babe,” Billy whispered.

He backed off so suddenly you could have sworn he ran away, but he didn’t run. He didn’t run, not this time. You were just fixing your skirt that was pulled up over your ass and top that was pulled up over your tits when Karen came strutting into view in her skimpiest lingerie that she certainly wasn’t wearing for Ted. But for Billy, of course. Who else would it be for? She’d been trying to steal that boy from you for weeks now.

“Jesus, mom!” You jumped back in an instant, letting go of Billy’s shirt as he tried wiping the lipstick off his face and neck, and chest, and legs, and—

“What are you doing out so late, Y/N? Billy, I need to speak with you about… Something…” She said, a flirty smile playing on her lips as she twirled her hair between her fingers.

You didn’t look back at Billy as you went, rolling your eyes at your mom’s pathetic flirting attempt. You barely could because you were such a fucking horny mess, but God you couldn’t go about your family like this. You were a fucking whimpering shamble and you and Billy both knew it. Even Karen knew it.

You scurried away to the upstairs bathroom, the one with the most privacy, since Mike is usually down in the basement (right now he was at Lucas’). Thankfully barely anyone was around, and you only bumped into your dad as he was coming back from doing his nightly run around the kitchen for snacks. I mean, everyone does it, right? Absolutely no shame, Teddy.

You had to stuff your entire fist in your mouth, cumming so hard after fucking yourself properly with your fingers, but God … you may have finished, but you’d never felt so unfinished in your life. Your whole body felt electric, from your sensitive nipples, your temples, your throbbing pussy, and your toes. You just wanted Hargrove all over you, in you everywhere, fucking you in every hole you have simultaneously, kissing the rest of you, sucking on your toes and fingers and nipples. You were just gagging for him to touch you until you’re on the edge and then for him to never stop.

You’re feeling a lot calmer when you leave the bathroom, bumping into Nancy on the way to your bedroom. You caught her throwing a disgusted look at your lap when you sat down on your bed, no doubt thinking of all the underwear-less shenanigans they caught on the cameras around the house. She can’t say anything, after all she lost her virginity to the hair while her best friend was dying in Steve’s pool. And if only somebody knew about the shenanigans that were never recorded on camera. Or so you thought.

Billy’s ears perked up at the sound of the bushes rustling as he opened the door to his Camaro, and he caught a glimpse of greasy ash brown hair and the distinctive blue shirt and black denim jacket combo. You looked out your bedroom window to see what all the fuss was about and you saw Billy speaking to somebody else! You were so surprised he didn’t have your mom bent over the same wall he was taking you on. The Whore of Babylon walked so Nancy, Karen and Y/N Wheeler could run.

Is that…?

“I’m going to fucking kill you, Byers! Go find your brother instead of fucking recording me and Y/N, you fucking freak!”

Needless to say that video went around school faster than you could say Billy’s name. And you lived up to your surname, as did Nancy when she was also filmed with Steve. By the same person both times.

#stranger things #stranger things fanfic #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove #billy stranger things #karen wheeler #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #steve harrington #eddie munson #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x female reader #um idk what this is but enjoy if you can i guess #bratty reader #“he didn’t run this time” bestie that’s eddie’s line

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here4kpopfics · 8 months

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Hi kellyyy 💜 how was your day?

Mine was ok. Kinda meh. But today I got to know who DPR Ian 🤤 is, so that made it a little better lool @gimmethatagustd mentioned writing a fic about him and jk and reader and that little seed it’s now planted in my brain so I’ll patiently, lovingly wait for it 🤣

My bias is jimin and can’t really explain why. He’s just so talented. Hardworking. The most loving person on earth. So endearing. Cutie sexy lovely. I could go on but also can’t articulate more on how much/ why I love him 😂💘🥲 who’s your bias? I’m guessing jk or yoongi maybe?🤔

Idk to what extent jk’s subbyness (yes I just made this word up) goes, but I just know he is. I also just know he is 100% lovebug jk. That’s how my brain registered him as. And it’s not going to change jajajajaajaja I’m delusional I know but it’s kinda your fault 🤨🤪💜

I’m getting to know seventeen and I love seungkwan, he gives me Seokjin on his most unhinged, crack-humor mode and funny I thought he was the oldest lolololol love them all but him, mingyu and hoshi are my weakness 💘 wby?

On pizza toppings… hmm vegetables? Also where I live we have a cheese named catupiry and it’s just 🤌��🤌🏼 perfect😍 which toppings would you like? what happened with domino’s, though? I like both PH and them jejejee

I’m sorry for the rambling but these questions were fun and it’s nice talking to you 🫶🏼 also, it’s 2.30 am and can’t sleep so…🙈

Omg jaz I love you 🙈

Boo on a meh day but yay on it getting better. 💜 idk why I haven’t even tried to get into dpr Ian yet. I feel like I’d be overwhelmed. But also EXCUSE ME @gimmethatagustd EXPLAIN?!

Jimin is just perfection. It’s so hard to explain how just grndbgdgb beautiful and talented and kind and just ugh he is. And of course it’s jk as my bias( for bts at least) Tho Yoongi has been like fighting for that spot so hard. Jimin is third. The others are just my dude bros. Idk why.

I REALLY HOPE HE IS LOVEBUG CODED. WHOEVER HIS PARTNER IS OR WILL BE BETTER APPRECIATE HIS LOVE. I think he’s a switchy boy honestly. Very adhd with positions and can’t decide if he wants to spend hours teasing you and being a hoe about it or giving you everything you want bc you said his name.

Boo Seungkwan is absolutely Seokjin are you kidding. They have the same temper tantrums and both walk the line of professional mc and like super introvert that wants to hide in a corner. I adore that man so much and want to protect him from all the toxicity in the world. He deserves the best. Mingyu is a hoe and is too pretty. Hoshi is my chaotic boy. Seungcheol is my boyfriend, Jeonghan is my girlfriend, and DK is my boy next door that lets me ride his thighs.

I am a strictly extra pepperoni and spicy Italian sausage on my pizzas. Oh and light sauce. Too much makes it icky. And like a sprinkle of oregano if available. Dominos gave me horrific food poisoning a few years ago and so it’s on the no no list for a while. Papa Johns I know a lot of people hate but like…idk I just prefer it? Especially reheated the next day?

YOU ARE FREE TO RAMBLE AWAY AND ASK QUESTIONS WHENEVER YOU’D LIKE.

That goes for everyone. Idc what it’s about. If you feel like rambling, go for it. Something exciting happen today? I wanna celebrate with you. It’s lonely af on this blog sometimes. Let’s have fun.

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aleksa-sims · 2 years

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My RL Sims-Story (18+)

CW: drugs & addiction

After spending the whole day in my room, totally high of course, I decided to go downstairs to the kitchen. At first I was alone, but suddenly my mom stood there and watched me what I was doing. I tried to look as normal as possible and not to move in slow motion. But...yeah! 🤦‍♀️

Mom: A.? What-...what are you doing?

Me: Ugh! 😒 ....Hmm.....

Mom: Why do you look ill? What’s wrong with you? 😟... You’re high! I got it! What did you do?

Me: 😞.........

Mom: A.!Talk to me! I haven’t told your Dad yet what I found in your room! You can turst me!... And I see you are not well! How long have you been taking it? Huh? 😧...And please don’t lie to me anymore! Since today, I know for sure, that Daniel, is also doing drugs! Someone who knows you both told me!

Me: What the fuck you want from me? 🤷‍♀️ Ha? 😒 .... What do you wanna hear from me?

Mom: I want Daniel to go home, rn! I don’t want to see him near you anymore! And tomorrow, we will go to your doctor!

Me: NO! 😠 Just leave me alone! I’ll get it done! But I need time, damn it! And without D., I don’t wanna make it!

Mom: It’s getting worse with you! I thought you were better? 🤷‍♀️ ....Are you doing this because of Philip? I know about his baby! His mom told me.

Me: Ughhh! 😠..Philip is not an issue for me! He’s not here and I don’t need him either!

Mom: Sorry, but this.... I don’t believe you! 😕

Me: Well, then.... I don’t give a shit! Believe what you want. I’m going to change and then D., Ana, her boyfriend & I, are going out.

Mom: If you leave tonight, A., I’ll tell your dad. 😠

Me: Ok! 🤷‍♀️ 😕 Just do what you have to!

After that I went to change. I was tired of living in fear!! 😠 Always afraid to get caught and have secrets. That really pissed me off!!!!!!!! And Daniel was with me, because I apologized to him. We talked about everything and could settle our dispute. With him such things were quite simple for me, I mean compared to Philip or Nico! Of course he was also mad, but he remained calm!!

He didn’t freak out, but he let me speak and listened to what I had to say to him. This experience of calmly clarifying something, like an argument, was kind of new to me!

Daniel also told me who stole my drugs, it was Dominick! 😦 Just before Sofia arrived, Dominick was with us and Daniel noticed that Domnick was acting strange. Dominick thought that my drugs were Daniels and just took them with him. He wanted to bring them back to him later, just....he couldn’t move anymore after trying this shit. It was his first time. 🤦‍♀️

And who do you think told my parents that Daniel is/was on drugs? Sandra! 🤨 That’s the only reason my Dad’s gonna find out some things later and kick me out of home. Yeah, and because .....Ana and I snuck out. 😬

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mtnkat3 · 2 years

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2.55pm uhm... my Love./s...? Chewing lips.

Are You...Alll wanting to burn this one? Or that one? Chest constriction... whimpering moan... just... aching in grief & pain. Why...

or are You... wanting those boutonnieres...

because You Alll[...? Whimper] know... what You Alll in the shower does to me...

I was enjoying my shower... blushing shyly. Then smiled when I heard You Alll[?...] then rushed to finish.

I sloved off as much of that burnt skin now as possible. Left big toe is healing from the blisters/ulcers. [Why went to uc, diabetes. I don't play with that crap. Know too many people to die, lose toes, vision. ] left shoulder blisters almost gone too.

Actually...still sitting in my towel.🙄🤭

[I couldn't find my 2 favorites. & everything new just wasn't cutting it for me.]

But the thought that You...? Alll...? are telling me something... OMG...please... I just don't know what to do or think!?!?!?

Either... to burn that DPOne bridge... that he is gone... or there's more that You Alll omg! more that I gotta learn... all the whys...

Why is this happening ... what happened... what changed for You Alll...

This is not something that I am going to decide here. It's tooo damned important to me!

You Alll... want me to make decisions. Well. I make extremely informed ones.

That trip was the biggest anomaly of my life! And it was for You Alll!!!

Yes, I am gonna be a turtle & an owl on this!

I will not cut off my nose to spite my face. Go around my ass to get to my elbow. Whatever analogy You Alll wanna use.

But I will not give up on that without all the facts.

I fell in love with You Alll back then. Plural. Because I knew... tone, speech, behavior.

So whatever has happened, that You Alll changed. ... You didn't talk to ~me~ about it.

I love You Alll.

There is an explanation that will help me, & You Alll have it.

So contact me.

Because... on this... I'm gonna be a stubborn mule billy goat bull whatever Tijgeress kat Phoenix on! I've been called plenty. But guess what.. that's who I am. And... why I'm alive. I have been very low. I have barely made it here. And You Alll have been part of every place I've been!

Don't ask me to give up on a soul mate.

You better have a damn good reason for asking.

But right now...

I'm fluctuating between abject despair at the thought... angry & mad at it alll... not knowing makes it worse! & screaming my fucking lungs out until Tijgeress roars forth!

You Alll incite me. Highs & lows.

What... You Alll think I'm not enough?

I don't have a big enough heart?

I'm not pretty enough?

What the fucking hell!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Yes. I'm mad.

I am steaming.

Explain.

Why...

God in Heaven... please help me?!?!?!

& its official... I hate 'why' now.

Pacing. Fuming. Scared. Confused. Miserable.

OMG... why...

Wailing as the tears slide as pace...

God... please...

I need Your & their answers.

Terrified. Petrified.

Slumping miserably.

I love You Alll.

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix.

👩🤓🧐🤨🤔🕵️‍♀️🐯🐂🐐

🦉🐢🐛🦋🌱🌺🌻🌹🌷🌳🧶🧵

⚖🗽🌂🔗⚡🌠🔱⚜♾🔆⚓🙏🙇‍♀️🧭🕯

Su. 8.21.2022 4.05pm sending...

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akane171 · 2 years

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Yeah, I get what you mean 🙈 There was a time I was 100% immersed in reading fanfics about their BROTP/frenemy-ship and uff, just all the emotional damage and depth as well as problems and love one can pull out of those two WITHOUT having to go off canon is just...WOW! And ohh, esp. their early years together just give SO MUCH, like, Obi taking in that responsibility regardless of everyone being against it, him being a bit jealous/bitter how Qui-Gon (who nearly didn't take Obi as his Padawan and pretty much had to be begged to) seemed willing to "drop" Obi for Ani, Ani struggling to "not feel", being an outsider, having to catch up, ... Just, uff, SO MUCH UNSAID/UNSHOWN CONTENT!😭😍😭😍😭

Ohh, is it because of his weird romantic talk that you're not really a fan of Anakin's or just generally didn't vibe with him?🤔😂

Fine, judge all you want, I don't care, it's not like judging isn't kinda an inherently human trait anyway🤷🏻‍♀️😂💃🏻

Ohh, okay, Yeah, I think I'll have to go and check that 🤔

...Eh, why would we need to feed them? You DO realise those are free kangaroos who come and go without having to have our permission or being dependent on us?😅 It's not a zoo, Kat😂 So, no, they aren't dead, they're perfectly fine😁

Nooo, HALT, STOP! I might be the author, but it's not like they ever actually DO what I PLANNED, UH-UH, those two are their usual headstrong-goat-like selves and suddenly decide to change the storyline or just make everything I write turn to 💩, so nope, not my fault🤷🏻‍♀️😂 (PS: You know, the more I think about it, I actually just wanna snap and tell everyone and everything off too 🤷🏻‍♀️😂 Like, what a chill life 😉)

Hmm, True, I've seen it in AO3, but nowhere as commonly as back on fanfiction.net (aw, sometimes I really miss those days of Schilling through all fanfiction.net pages, but ao3 really is the easier/better site🙈)

😂😂 Ohh, apropo Rhea, I was wrong, I'd forgotten about Rhea in the Hunger Games AU, THAT one is awesome🙈😂

Yess, same, fingers crossed!!😁🙈

..."Powers"?🧐🤨

Ooooo-kay, I really didn't need THAT image in my head...ehww, all those bacteria on their tongues after that😰🙈🤢

Absolutely traumatizing, just half-imagining that makes me wanna go to therapy😅😂

Yes, yes, as long as MW are happy☺😊🤩💃🏻

Ehh, wasn't the film with Ewan the Illuminati one? I don't remember him in the Da Vinci code, but it's been a while, so maybe he WAS in both movies?🤔😅

No promises 😂😁🤷🏻‍♀️

Thaanks☺ You too! Nearly reached the weekened, too😉

XXX

What I like about the fics is how they can explore more things from the canon and thing that were ignored and some SW fics nailed shit. Things like, you know, characters having heart to heart conversation or monologues in their heads about how they don't get the behavior of the other xD God bless the fics ;D

I'm not a fan of the chosen one trope. He was interesting because he was chosen one, then he was the bad guy, just to end as the chosen one again. But still, first annoying kid, then annoying teen talking about sand and having super dumb lines and then a pissed off dude killing YOUNGLINGS! So, in a way he broke the trope but in the end he didn't xD But that was Vader. I can't really think about Anakin and Vader as an one xD Plus, well, I kind of felt the time was wasted on him, when we could just watch Obi-Wan staring at walls or something ;)

And dunno, i think I'm rarely fan of the main heroes of the stories, tehy are too predictable, I guess?

(before I forget, Poets Of The Fall released a new song, Chasing Echoes)

*sips tea*

Mhm. Tell that to Greenpeace when they when finally get my complaints about you.

This is what you say yourself before the sleep? D: Because they all EXIST IN YOUR HEAD. Without you, the HORRBILE angst would not exist! Ha! (Do it! Rao is my witness, thaty i wanted to do it after many SG eps or in some of my stories)

Yeah, I hold some sentiment over FF.net, it was my first fanfiction sire after all. It was annoying and posting was sometimes a pain in the ass, but still, good memories xD

LOL, you are right, she is nice there. How the reading that fic is going? :D

I can curse people and I am pals with a real life demon. Just saying.

IKR?! Who the fuck wrote it?!!! I know it was Chris, so the scene was hot just becasue he was in it, but stillllllllllllllllllllllll, poor boy, wonder how much he was traumatized after it.

My two fave hermits who deserve love, happiness, unicorns, dinosaurs, chocolates and reasons to come out of their cave and show their faces at least one time every month TT

Nope, it was Angels and Demons (or something like that).

WEEKEND!!!! AND EUROVISIOOOOOON NIGHT!!!!!!!!

Have a great time, hope everything is fine with you :)

#ReFail #my fam

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seokjinsonlyone · 2 years

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niche boyfriend things i think bts would do

a/n: friendly reminder that bts are my boyfriends i claim da whole crew <333

part 1 | part 2

namjoon:

he writes you letters like yeah he communicates with you in normal ways of course but every once in a while he’s overwhelmed with what he feels for you and pulls out his journal and writes you a letter he doesn’t send every one he writes to you but they exist

forehead kisses

he’s very conscious of his surroundings especially when you’re around he wants to protect you to keep you safe so if you’re walking side by side and for some reason you end up on the side closest to the street he pulls you in and switches sides with you

pillow talk!!!!! he gets sleepy and spills his guts starts talking all metaphorical and poetic and you just gotta give him a little kith to bring him back down to earth

if you sent him to the store to get something he’d get distracted and come back with everything except what you asked for but would always go back and get what you needed tho when you hit him with the 😐🤨

100% enables your plushie addiction like if he’s out and he sees one he goes back and forth over whether he should get it bc he knows you have so many but ultimately decides to get it bc he loves how excited you get when you see it and how you hug it and immediately find a home for it on your bed or shelf

calls you baby so much you get culture shock if he ever says your actual name

when you wanna spend time with him without interrupting his methods of relaxation he reads to you <333

gives you a crash course on botany so you can take care of his plants when he’s away like there’s an actual test that he makes you take on direct vs indirect sunlight and the amount of water each one gets etc; makes a nifty little chart detailing the care instructions anyway bc he doesn’t trust you to remember; checks in weekly to see if you’ve followed through

makes pinky promises when he’s super serious; pinky promises he’ll get some rest, he won’t work himself to the bone, he’ll tell you when things get hard, he’ll love you forever; he hasn’t broken one yet

seokjin:

would get you guys a set of those friendship lamps that you’re supposed to tap when you’re missing/thinking about the other person <333 but he’d only tap it when it’s the middle of the night you’d be sound asleep at 3am and all of a sudden your room get lit up like spongebob when he was vibing with the jellyfish

he texts you good morning and good night everyday without fail

uses you as an excuse to get out of social situations so sometimes you’ll come home at night and he’s just there on your computer playing games and you’re like ???? and he’s like i told them i had plans with you and didn’t want to be a liar

you’re his go to drinking buddy so he texts you at odd hours and inappropriate times to get drinks like it’ll be 10 am on a tuesday and you’ll have just gotten your wisdom teeth taken out the day before and he’ll text you when you get out of bed to change your gauze talm bout “drinks???” like dawg no 💀

offers you the first bite of whatever he’s having whether it’s his dinner some ice cream a sip of his drink his gummy bears whatever you always get first pick even if you have your own

gets shy about asking you on a date all face flushed red in the ears even if you’ve been together for a while; has led to him on separate occasions casually inviting you over to his place only for him to answer the door with his hair slicked back wearing slacks and a button up after having cooked you a three course gourmet meal and you’re standing there in leggings and a hoodie with a hole in the sleeve

literally only cares about your opinion like if he wants to wear something and twenty people including his stylists are telling him it look goofy but you say it’s a vibe he’s gonna go head and wear it

not a fan of pda but at the same time he can’t find it in himself to break the tradition of kissing you in greeting no matter who’s around

if you’re carrying something no matter how light or heavy it is when he sees you you won’t be bc he’s holding it for you

answers the phone whenever you call no matter what time zone he’s in and stays on as long as you need him to

yoongi:

if you was sitting down side by side he would have one arm wrapped around you resting on your hip

he talks about you like all the time like if y’all was hanging out everyone knows bc he’s mentioned it like six times or if anything was ever said or did that resembled something you said or did he’s gonna say how it reminded him of the time you… your name just always gon be in his mouth

there’s a folder on his computer with all the voice memos you’ve ever sent him saved so he can listen to them back whenever he misses you; has definitely sampled some in songs that may or may not see the light of day

when you get curious about how he does what he does he shows you and lets you mess around on his equipment helping you make beats and add sounds and what not and actually develops the tracks he thinks may have potential

complains about you fussing over him whenever he’s sick or injured but lowkey loves and expects it like if you didn’t he’d go around with his lip poked out acting like an abandoned kitten until you started fussing over him again

even tho he doesn’t really drink it anymore he makes you coffee every morning

indulges in your hobbies even if he doesn’t particularly care for it like will spend 6 hours building an 1800 piece lego set with you just bc you asked

always consults you on which selfies he should post so you gotta sit there and play spot the difference tryna figure out if he should post the one where his smirk is set at a 45° angle or 47° angle

lowkey possessive like if you’re out and someone approaches you and starts talking to you for longer than 30 seconds he’s gonna nonchalantly slide over to you and wrap his hand around your waist not bc he’s insecure in y’all relationship in anyway but he just wants everyone to be aware that you’re spoken for

you watch videos on his phone together in bed blanket over your laps you tucked up under his arm sharing one set of earphones you get the right and he gets the left

hoseok:

holds your hand in the car while he driving

he leans on you a lot like whenever y’all sitting next to each other his head is on your shoulder; almost exclusively the big spoon when cuddling tho

always brings you back something from wherever he’s travelled to even if he didn’t get a chance to go out much and it’s just like a candy bar from the airport or sumn like if you visit him in the middle of tour you gotta bring an empty bag just for the presents he got you

facetimes you whenever he’s on lunch break sometimes he goes to find a quiet place where y’all can chat while he eating other times he let the chaos ensue and you gotta talk to everyone and listen as they all slurp and smack on whatever they got

makes you take pictures with him as soon as you wake up like you’ll be barely coherent face puffy eyes swollen dried up drool caked up on the corner of your lip and he pulling out his ole reliable polaroid and making you pose

randomly compliments you like you’ll be in the middle of some odd rant about how different colored m&m’s should have different flavors or how ranch is the inferior salad dressing and he’ll just interrupt you with a “you’re so pretty” and then urge you to continue on as if he didn’t just fluster you

custom orders matching bonnets for you two his has your face on it and yours has his face on it

paints your toes in exchange for you painting his fingers; nearly sabotages his own work and gets kicked bc he can’t resist the urge to tickle your feet

on days where you don’t have anything going on and can tag along with him doing this and that he likes to pick out your outfit; he dresses you in a similar fashion to his self and says that you’re his mini me for the day; happens often enough that everyone picks up on it and your new nickname is actually junior

has an entire photo album dedicated to pictures of you; prints out his favorite ones and starts a scrapbook detailing the timeline of your relationship and random memories of things you’ve done and places you’ve been together

jimin:

whenever he feels compelled he will bite your neck and there will be a hickey left in his wake

pretty much holds you hostage whenever he’s not working like constantly coaxing you into staying the night or weaseling his way into your place and when they had that 2 month break…..y’all lived together; is currently searching for a location to make that a permanent situation

loves to mess with you when you’re relaxing like you could be laying on the couch watching something on netflix and he gon come and lay on top of you with a smug smirk on his face and while you whining and squirming and pushing trying to get him off you he’s pretending he doesn’t know what’s going on like you’re not there

your health and happiness is very important to him and it’s his personal to mission make sure nothing and no one gets in the way of that even yourself so he nags a lot always asking if you took your vitamins making sure you’re appropriately dressed for the weather always checking up on you bothering you when he knows you’re not doing well so you’ll talk to him it’s annoying sometimes but you know it’s from a place of love 💞

whenever he goes somewhere without you he make sure to take plenty of pictures and even makes notes in his phone so he can give you an accurate play by play of everything he saw and did bc he wants to experience everything with you even when he can’t; makes it a point to bring you back to the spots he really enjoyed so you can see it for yourself too

lays his head in your lap and shakes it around until you get the hint and start playing in his hair

loves to make himself feel big and make you feel small by pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you but switches up in general when it comes to cuddling sometimes he wants to be your man other times he wants to be your baby ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

if by some grace of god he wakes up in the morning when he doesn’t have a schedule he makes the both of you breakfast to eat in bed

if he ever notices you online shopping just browsing and adding the things you like to the cart he’ll buy it out for you once you’re finished with or without your knowledge

butterfly kisses

taehyung:

no matter how long he been sleep if you join him he’s gonna latch onto you he could be sleep for five hours been hugging a pillow the whole time but as soon as he feel that bed dip from you getting in his arm will be wrapped around your waist

he makes you playlists

always makes sure he looks good for you like if it’s a scheduled date there’s a 90% chance he’s showing up in a suit regardless of the activity planned even if it’s just like a random trip to the grocery store he’s at least slicking his hair back before picking you up; he never expects you to follow suit tho always tells you to wear whatever you want whatever is comfortable so there’s definitely photos somewhere in your gallery of him in slacks and a blazer with padded elbows while you’re in jeans and an oversized sweatshirt

midnight drives with no destination in mind just the open road windows down if the weather’s nice and good vibes

whenever there’s a couple days that he’s not filming anything he’ll let his facial hair grow out with the sole purpose of rubbing his stubbly cheeks across your face simply bc he knows it irritates you

massages your feet after a long day

prides himself on being a gentleman so he always has to open the car door for you when you ride together; if you open it yourself to get out he’s gonna hit you with the 😐👉🚗 and make you go back in so he can do it for you

complains that he’s tired of takeout and begs and begs until you agree to meal prep for him so he won’t starve when he’s left alone also your leftover fairy <333 whenever you cook he get a plate or two

sulks if he doesn’t have your undivided attention

definitely for special occasions but also just randomly gifts you flowers like he’ll pull up to the crib just to deliver flowers to you simply bc he felt like it; you’ll ask him what the flowers are for he’ll shrug and say just because ask if you like them and when you smile and say yeah he’ll kiss you on your cheek then turn to leave at which point you have to pull him back and convince him to either come in or take you with him bc he can’t just make you fall in love with him all over again and leave

jungkook:

he plays with your hair like if you have type 1/2 hair i can see him mindlessly twirling the ends around his finger and if you have type 3/4 hair he pulls at the strands and watches them bounce back into place

stares at you dreamily when you’re not looking (and blushes when you do catch him)

never asks for kisses just crowds your space and puckers his lips and waits for you to close the gap no matter how long it takes except for when he really wants one then he’ll squeeze your cheeks with one of his hands and bring your lips to his

plays in your hair and makeup when he’s bored like you’ve definitely come home and seen him chilling in one of your wigs sporting a cherry red lip and blue eyeshadow it’s not even surprising anymore you’re just helping him work on his color combos and blending technique at this point

he be stealing 😭 like you’ll be in the middle of making spaghetti or sumn and you look on your spice rack and the oregano rosemary and thyme nowhere to be found lo and behold he done took it for whatever he was cooking last week and never brought it back

your butt is actually just a resting pad for his hands he pats it every time he walks past you and if you’re ever laying on top of him his hands may start wrapped around your back but in due time they’re at your butt just rubbing bc he likes the feel of it it’s comforting to him

develops a “what’s yours is mine” mentality for some reason like you’ll have a water bottle and before you even can sit it down he’s taking it and gulping some down or you’ll be watching tv together and you’ll get up and get your pint of ice cream and sit back down and next thing you know he getting up and coming back with a spoon of his own as if you extended an invitation to your snack

when you get restless at night he sings you to sleep 🥺

self designated dj of the relationship like super obsessed with setting the mood you gotta fight to get a song in edgewise

will do your skin care routine for you when you feel lazy all you gotta do is remove your makeup and wash your face and he’ll take care of the rest spends a good 10 minutes gently and thoroughly rubbing in your toner and all your serums and moisturizers

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