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normansnt · 2 months

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As you've likely seen by now, I've been reblogging nearly every Hazbin fic you have, which I apologize if that bothers you at all. I simply see a lack of the x male reader department for this show, which is ironic considering mostly all the characters are queer and so are the creators. So thank you for what you write and how well you write it! I was hoping I could make a request for a part two of a fic I rather liked "(Vox x bar tander!Male reader)" this one specifically. The reader left off having their soul contract bought and offered to be a bartender at the Vee's private bar, and I was wondering what would happen from there?

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THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST

Im really sorry it took so long😭

Also THANK YOU SO MUCH for the reblogs is doesn't bother me at all IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE MY WRITING💗💗

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, I THINK IT TURNED OUT PRETTY GOOD😌

ENJOY READING LOVELY PEOPLE

Warnings: Attempted Rape, violance V@lentino

Habit of saving

as a thank you pt.2

Vox x bartender!male reader

"I just dont fucking understand why the fuck you prefer the company of a lowly bartender over mine"

You hear Valentino's yelling from the other room, again.

This was not uncommon. Since you became the bartender in the Vees manor Vox visited the bar more often than before.

You guys spent hours talking and just because of the drinks either, he barely drunk anything cuz he was busy talking to you.

However, this of course annoyed Valentino. He wanted Vox's attention purely on himself.

"I don't." Said Vox, you know, like a lier.

"Work has just been really stressful lately and I need more drinks than before."

This was all lies. But Vox was not in the mood to be taking Valentino's shit, he would much rather go get a drink with you.

"Bullshit, I know how your work is and you blame everything on it, you dont even want to fuck me anymore are you a fucking moron do you know how many people want to get with ME."

And here he goes again. Vox was a little embarrassed though. It was true that since you arrived he was never in the mood to do it with Val, but he found himself having much more sex dreams with you.

He got red at the thought of that.

"You know what, I don't fucking care, go be happy with your boy toy; but don't you dare forget that you are where you are because of me." Ended the Argument Valentino as he grabbed a bottle from above your head, and walked out of the room.

You were silent during the whole argument. You knew it was not smart to start defending Vox you tried that once and, well, Vox had to stich you up afterwards.

"Care for a drink, sir?" You asked Vox. He was still, just standing in the middle of the room looking at the door.

He felt weird. Well, not weird, happy. But that was strange. Usually he felt guilty or annoyed when Valentino stormed off after a fight, usually he wanted to go after him. But not now. Now he felt...calm. Relieved even. He really wanted to sit down and have that drink with you.

"Yes, I would love a drink, and I've told you multiple times to call me Vox."

"Yeah I know but I didn't want to risk Val still hearing it." You chuckled.

"So, the usual, Vox?"

"Obviously." He answered back.

"Are you ok?" You asked as you poured his drink. You two were close enough for this not to be an awkward question. You were the bartender, you have comforted him after a night of drunken crying and put him to bed multiple times. He always asked you to stay. You never did. You just didn't feel ready yet.

"Getting better by the day, his antics don't affect me as strongly anymore." He commented calmly.

"I'm glad." You gave him his drink and you two continued talking.

And you talked, long into the night. Vox got a bit drunk again.

"All right mister I think it's time to get you to bed." You said smiling softly as you were about to jump from behind the bar and help him to his room.

"I can take care of him." Came a creepy calm voice from the door way. You saw Valentino.

He had a fake smile on his face. You knew this was trouble but he was kind of your boss.

"All right, sir." You just answered quietly, as Val took Vox and started to take him to his room.

"What-no, you-- (Y/N)--I, don't"

Vox mumbled drunken.

When they left the room you had a silent debate with yourself.

Yes Val was your boss. But you knew that taking advantage of someone while they're drunk was not below him.

"Fuck it" you mumbled to yourself as you jumped from behind the bar and tried to quietly run after them.

Thankfully you found them when they were about to enter the room.

When they got in you made sure to put your foot between the door and the frame so it doesn't close.

You peered into the room and you saw Val throw Vox onto the bed.

"You fucking whore, you couldn't keep your hands of the cute bartender boy could you."

He started angrily as he stepped onto Vox's screen, breaking it. You already wanted to barge in there when you saw this but when he started unbuckling his belt, thats when you snapped.

You jumped on Val, literally. And while the man might be powerful he had close to no muscles so he crumbled under you.

You knew you had close to no chance of winning. But you didn't care. You had to save Vox.

You tried to cut off Val's breathing by holding onto his neck for dear life. You might have been physically stronger he was still an overlord. A very powerful one.

You expected to be thrown down onto the floor any minute when the struggling finally stopped.

Your eyes opened widely as you hurriedly got off of Valentino.

You started panicking. What the fuck did you just kill an overlord? No, no there is no way he is so powerful why didn't he stop you.

You kneeled down and checked for a heart beat.

When you felt faint beating a boulder fell off your shoulder.

"Thank fuck" you commented to yourself. He probably just passed out.

But still why didn't he stop you.

You thought about it a but when it hit you. He was probably batshit drunk himself. You saw that when he walked away from the bar he barely managed to walk straight.

You were still panting.

You looked over at Vox and a strong feeling of sadness filled you.

You stepped over Vals passed out form and lifted up Vox.

He was lighter than you thought. You carried him all the way to your room where you knew you had a first aid kit.

Sure you could have just bring the first aid kit to him but you were not going to leave him alone with Valentino jot even for a second. Not even when they're both passed out.

After you put Vox's screen back together and batched him up you laid him down onto your bed.

This gave you time to think things through.

Even you couldn't explain to yourself why you cared about Vox this much.

Its true you have become very close during your time working here.

But there are people who you have known longer yet do not love as much as him.

...love?

You love him?

"(Y/N)"

While you were occupied with your thought you didn't notice the time. It was morning already.

"Yeah, Vox?"

"What the fuck happened?" He asked as he started touching his patched up screen.

You told him everything. You also told him that you will very likely have to leave because once Val wakes up...you don't want to know what he'll do to you.

"He can't do anything your soul is mine you are under my protection." He said firmly. He sat silently after that. Like someone who is contemplating something.

"Can I ask you something?"

He asked after a long silence.

"Of course"

"Why did you save me?"

This surprised you.

"Well, I mean I know what Val is like and...I just did what any normal person would do really-"

"No. You know no one in hell would to that for the demon that owns their soul. Not to mention this was the second time you saved me."

"...I honestly don't know why I did it the first time; I guess I just felt like...I dont know"

"And the second time."

You couldn't answer this. You knew the answer but you didn't want to say it.

"Well, you are a nice boss you treat me with kindness and-"

"No one would attack a powerful overlord just to safe their boss who is just 'nice'; try answering truthfully this time."

Well fuck. You knew Vox was a smart man but that didn't help you in this situation.

"I..." you didn't know what to do. You could come up with another lie but he would detect it no problem.

"I love you" you blurted out before you could stop yourself. The moment the words left your lips you smacked your hands onto your lips.

"I'm sorry sir I will leave-"

Vox took your hand in his when you wanted to stand up and pulled you towards him.

With one swift movement he placed his lips on your in a tender kiss.

You have never kissed a screen before but you were pretty sure it wasn't supposed to be like this.

His lips were soft but cold. It was an amazing kiss.

"Oh, you're not going anywhere." Said Vox while he let out a little chuckle.

"Because I love you too."

#male reader #hazbin x reader #hazbin x you #hazbin hotel x male reader #male y/n #hazbin hotel #hazbin vox #vox x male reader #vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox

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naivegh0ul · 5 months

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LOOOVE how you write about riling up riley by being stoic but me personally, i dont think i could get through a minute being all lackluster because i WILL cry the second he stuffs me up. his size plus my sensitivity, i know he'd be heady with his triumph, being cocky and bullying himself balls deeper. GRAAAAH i need this man biblically,, was wondering how would you put it when he finally sees he's broken you in (again)

Oh my god he is such a bully when it comes to your sensitivity, always mocking you and teasing you about it. He knows you're just trying to rile him up when you act all nonchalant and unaffected when really you're struggling to control yourself.

I say again, he is a bully. Don't even try to play with him longer than five minutes. You're ignoring him for longer than he likes? Well, now you're being flipped onto your front and pushed into the couch cushions, face buried in the pillows as Ghost almost tears your clothes off. He's so mean about it, mocking you and manhandling you as you try your best to ignore him and seem like you're bored.

He's not nice when he's pent up, that much is obvious. He does not care if you cry or try to squirm away. He'll finger you ruthlessly, tutting when you make no noise and crooking his fingers to hit that sensitive bundle of nerves.

Once he gets bored of fingering you (which takes a long, long time), he'll force you to pleasure him, knowing you can never keep your cool doing that. Just the sight of you on your knees before him has him smirking and his cock twitching. You're avoiding eye contact as you pick at your nails and act bored, huffing as if you're annoyed.

Ghost can see right through you, though. Knows it's all an act, that his pretty little thing could never get bored of him.

He'd make you unzip his jeans and unbuckle his belt, saying the most filthy things down to you. "Fuckin' slut. Gaggin' for it. Come on, open your mouth." You try to act bratty, seeming to come to the conclusion that seeming bored and ignoring Ghost is not the way to go, so maybe being bratty and uncooperative is better.

Ghost has been here before, you being bratty and refusing to do what he says. He's broken you in before, he'll do it again. He'd totally slap your face to get your attention, his big, calloused palm connecting with your cheek.

Yeah, he knows you love it when he slaps you. He knows you love it when he takes control and doesn't put up with your bullshit. And you know he's the type of guy who'll shove his cock down your throat. He doesn't care if your teeth drag along his sensitive shaft. He wants his cock in your throat and he wants it now.

He loves seeing you cry on his cock. He knows you're needy and desperate and the act of having his thick cock stretching your mouth, cutting off your airways is enough to make overwhelmed tears spill down your cheeks.

And if that's not bad enough, he'll pinch your nose shut and watch you panic, watch your eyes widen as you grip his thighs and try to pull away, throat contracting around his cockhead as you choke.

He wants you to be nice and pliant for him so he'll let you pull off and take a breath for a second before he's gripping your hair and stuffing his cock into your mouth, holding you there until you go limp and gently suckle on his cock, accepting the fact that fighting him won't do you any good.

#i should make a tag for this #i write ab it so much #gender neutral reader #ghost cod #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x gender neutral reader #simon riley x gender neutral reader #how is it that i can't work on my drafts that i *need* to work on #but i can produce three 500+ word drabbles back-to-back #i now realise that i worte nothing ab sensitivity #and went rlly off topic #sorry lmao

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moonybug444 · 9 months

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toxic thoughts with connie<33

tw toxic relationships/lowkey abuse?? | connie grabs you by your hair n threatens ya | mean connie☹️☹️

thinkin about connie n you being in a toxic lil on and off relationship. calling it quits every other day cuz youre just so bad for eachother.

you guys are screaming n throwing shit at eachother every chance you get. but its never your fault, no its always connies.

“youre a fuckin idiot (y/n),” he takes another drag from the blunt in his hand, “‘nd you’ve got one more time to raise your voice at me before i come over there and beat the shit outta you.”

its just a threat. an empty fucking threat, you know it is, but glancing up at him shirtless, muscles bulging with nothing but his plaid blue boxers on and a mean glare on his face. you cant help that chilling shiver that goes down your spine.

“m’not—dont call me that!”

“maybe than, lets see…” he lets out a mocking loud laugh, “dont fucking act like one?” you hate how he wants to make you cry. how he wants to see you act a mess. how he does everything in his power to upset you. and you hate he he almost always wins. always pulls a reaction out of you.

you feel the tears spill over your cheeks before you can even try n hold em in and you do everything in your power to not just flop down on his clean grey carpet and roll around and curse him. thats what connie springer does to you.

“‘m so fuckin done with you,” you pull up the strap of the lightpink nightgown silk dress connie gifted you as a im sorry for fucking up, again gift that just flops right back off your shoulder, “nd m’serious hic this time, you wont every hear from me again.”

bullshit. you know its bullshit. and it pains you to admit, but you dont think you’ll ever truly be done with connie springer.

connie sits up at that. intrigued. “oh really?” he’s putting his joint out in the ass-shaped ashtray he stole from jean and scratching his hickey covered neck (from guess who) and you can tell hes not taking you seriously. he never does.

his tone is mocking when he huffs out, “go ‘head, y’know where the fucking door is dum-dum.” he’s grabbing the remote, just about to turn on somethin other than the lame shit playing on tv before your throwing one of your bunny slippers directly at his face.

atleast you tried hitting direct. it barely grazes his ear but youre still satisfied when you see his scrunched up face.

and you know hes real mad. his handsome face is turning red at the minute and hes grabbing the slipper from his side before heading towards you.

you try to get away quick, little feet making it maybe two steps out the room before hes grabbin you by the hair and pulling you towards the ground. “ow—connie,” here come the tears again, “s-stop..! let go of me!”

“stop all that fucking crying before i really give you some shit to cry about,” hes letting go of your hair and turning around before your shoving him from behind, trying to get even. “dont fucking touch me! i dont fucking care—” he cuts you off, “shut the fuck up. my gosh.” and hes turning around, grabbing you by your now scrunched up nightgown and pulling you real close to his face.

he can see how upset you are. the tears streaming down your puffy face, your brows all furrowed and all the hiccups coming from your swollen, wobbly lip. sometimes yeah, he does feel bad for how he treats you. the random disappearing days when he knows how much you depend on him, the name-calling even though he knows you cry over every-fucking-thing, the pushes and the shoves knowing your barely half his size. all of it.

still he cant help it. maybe theres something wrong with him. he doesnt know and he doesnt really care. he knows you wont leave so what the fuck, why would he stop?

“look at you,” he takes the hand that isnt practically raising you up to your tippytoes and cups your face, running his thumb over your bottom lip, “your the prettiest girl in the world y’know that? too bad your a crazy bitch.”

>_<

its only like an hour later n youve forgotten all about the petty fight with your boyfriend. forgot that you threw the slipper at him cause he was being sneaky with his phone nd refused to let you see it. dont care tho. you love him again.

“feels so good baby,” he groans, pushing in n out of your slippery pussy with his thick cock, “i love you so much…y’know that?”

you’re being shuffled down towards his standing form some more, ass hanging off of the bed and pushing against fat balls that are pat, pat, patting against your squishy thighs.

“yesyesyes, love you—i-i love you!” you dont even know what the fuck your saying—cant process anything but the feeling of his fat cock stuffing you full. hes so deep n you and its hard to even breathe. feel like hes up your nose.

“s’deep connie ngh…m’cummin again,” youre looking up at him. watching his pretty eyes open n close again n again. watching him bite his saliva covered lips and waching his button nose scrunch up in pleasure. your eyes flick down to obvious bulge in your tummy and you mewl wrapping your legs around his moving hips. trapping him.

your pussy is so fucking greedy, suckin him in again n again and she still cant get enough. connies bringing his hand down and pushing right on that bulge in your pretty tummy that has you both whining. looking you right in the eyes, “go ‘head princess,” and he giggles when you let out the sluttiest little moan, “that feel good huh?”

youre whining out the loudest connnieee follwed by some praise before your squirting all over him, getting both your tummies soaked up and making a mess all over his dark blue bedsheets.

hes following close after with an annoyingly sexy, fuuuck baby and coming right in your swollen pussy.

youre so tired. can hardly open your eyes when you feel connie already pulling out of you to go clean you up. grabbing one of his freshly cleaned sweat towels usually reserved for basketball, crouching down and dabbing it around your messy pussy.

“there you go princess,” hes speaking not to you, but to your cunt, “good as new.” hes leaving a big wet kiss to your pussy like he always does, standing right after and hovering over you to leave an even wetter kiss to your abused lips, throwing the towel somewhere across the room.

>_<

your cozily straddling connie in his bed, being lulled to sleep by his fingers smoothing over your hair.

hes smoking again, cautious enough to not blow it in your face though—he knows you hate smoke—thats only for when he wants to piss you off. you hear him clear his throat.

“m’gonna stop this baby,” hes smoothing over the same roots of your hair he tugged on earlier, “m’serious, no more of this arguing shit,” he grabs your face, pushing your lips into a pout. “ill do better.”

yeah fucking right. you both know thats bullshit. you guys ‘ll be back at all the screaming n yelling tomorrow.

#can you tell im not that good at smut #connie smut #connie springer #connie x reader #aot smut #tw toxic relationship #tw toxicity #connie springer smut #toxic!connie

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months

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I got an idea from the child reader request.

Like the same wolf in sheep's clothing concept but like FULL SWEET TO DARK PERSONALITY.

Wanna hear?

So basically child reader is like cute and innocent at first sight but IS A TOTAL DEMON, Having a very dark sense of humor, Sometimes out of nowhere walk up to someone of the gang and threaten to gouge out their eyes while they sleep, they are always with an cute expression but turns out that they like to cause chaos and havoc just like Jax but in a more creepy way.

For example, SOMEHOW reader is caught hanging from the ceilling scaring the fuck out of gangle just because its fun. Or staying in the dark waiting for someone so they can jumpscare them.

Basically child reader uses their cute-kid as an advantage to scare others off.

TADC x child!reader who is a menace! (platonic)

wasnt quite sure what to title this so!! some segments may be shorter than others since im still trying to get a hand of writing/coming up with ideas for certain characters (cough cough gangle) (i love her sm but shes so hard for me to write idk why) hope you enjoy! majority of this post is just me tormenting the cast TToTT

CAINE:

oh my god you kind of remind him of bubble but more... flkmddlvm

makes a time out rule when you keep making threats to the other circus members, that behavior is not family friendly!

he might even consider trying to go into the code and censoring your common phrases as well as some other words, if he has the capabilities for that

still tries to be a dad to you, though, wants to be a good role model and guide you in the right direction for the sake of everyone else

the first time you say something... morbid to him he just

slack jawed, stares at you before shaking himself back to reality and just

bro is astonished he was not ready to hear that today, let alone hear it from a small child

POMNI:

you know how in the other post with a child!reader i mention that pomni is vaguely uncomfortable around kids since she knows they can dish out some real cruelty

take this idea and multiply it by 10x

actually looks like that one sad spongebob meme with the big eyes and tear when shes put in charge of keeping an eye on you during an in house adventure

meek attempt to get you to behave

not much to say here imo, since its like an amped up version of the last post :O

JAX:

makes a joke about how youre already entering your edgy phase, he now has to watch his back lest some of his digital fur be shaved off

fear does not come close to describing how he feels when he discovers that you somehow found keys to some peoples rooms. he hopes you dont have a key to his room

and he thought he was hot shit, but no some random kid makes him fear the consequences of his actions

is this his punishment for his constant bullshit? what did he do in particular to deserve this?

instinctively looks up at the ceiling when he enters a room to make sure youre not about to drop on him

congrats, youve instilled fear into the funny rabbit

RAGATHA:

the 'nightmare kid' thing some babysitters go through at least once in their life, but instead of tantrums and such its just you talking about how you sometimes tear apart the dolls that came with your room. to the doll person

very uncomfortable by a lot of the stuff you casually say, even more so because its coming from a kid. though i think she would be uncomfortably be talk like that in general

SWEARS that one day shes going to blink and youll suddenly be right next to her or within her proximity

like on one hand she wants to try to guide you to be less dark, like caine, but i think she would need someone to back her up because she cannot get the image of the torn up dolls out of her head

KINGER:

poor man

like even if the things you said were empty threats, he would be scared shitless

if he isnt already in his fort, hes retreating to it the second he sees you around

kind of funny since kinger is in his late late 40s and youre a kid and hes terrified of you

anyways

less of a discomfort thing and more so scared that youre going to go through with the things you say

he walked into the common area one day and saw you literally crawling across the walls, he was with gangle when he saw it. you see his irises of his eyes shrink

doesnt even bother going to his fort, which is under where you currently are

he just

slowly

backs away, he can find refuge in his room... unless you have a key to his room

ZOOBLE:

less discomfort more annoyance with zooble, i think that while she would find it funny when a kid swears she finds people talking like that to be cringe; kid or not

the only one who isnt really scared of you. sure you threaten to disassemble them constantly and hide their pieces across the grounds to assure they can never be whole again, but they're just internally cringing while you try to make them turn away

in a weird way you two create an odd dynamic where you just go on and zooble just halfway listens, you kinda just talk at them

like while caine tries to be your dad, and ragatha tries to be.. something.. zooble is like a weird 'friend'

probably has the most potential to become a friend and get you to chill, but thats just based on my experience

like if its an attention/reaction thing, zooble isnt going to give it to you, which kind of. ruins the point of it for you, and you just

stop, or at least tone it down over time

or maybe thats just me seeing zooble having the potential to be an older sibling figure

GANGLE:

the gif is gangle when you get your hands on her

i understand that she cries easily, but like, you have probably made her cry at least once either on accident or on purpose

i think shes one of the few characters out of the cast who would probably start avoiding you for the sake of her emotional state, but she would feel bad about it since at the end of the day you're a kid

refuses to go anywhere near you when her comedy mask is broken, because otherwise shes a glum mess

you know how in poppee the performer, kedamono's mask sometimes just. pops off when he gets scared or surprised (well it happens regardless of expression/mood but yk)

gangle does that when she sees you LITERALLY CRAWLING ON THE WALLS LIKE A BUG

how are you even doing that

she doesnt wanna know, actually

"imma tie you up double knotted style" *high pitched crying*

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #jax x reader #ragatha x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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ourflagmeansgayrights · 7 months

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hi i dont know if there is any meaning, but why didnt jim paint the eyes? they painted a beard, sure, but... i mean, with everybody else, it was around the eyes, right?

i hadn’t ever thought abt this before so at first i was like “man idk” BUT after thinking abt it for two seconds. it might have smthng to do with like… of all the ppl on the ship with ed, i think jim has the best grasp of what’s going on??? archie’s just like “yeah this is just normal pirate stuff,” izzy was putting up with everything up until ed said he’s replaceable, frenchie’s locking shit in a box and repressing all his negative emotions as hard as he can, and fang is too busy crying to really like, do much of anything. but jim is like, holding it together while also not accepting that this is how things need to be.

also there are two moments that really stick out to me that make me feel like jim might get what’s going on with ed in a way the other characters don’t. there’s the “he was your friend” line, which while technically i think jim is wrong about that (ed’s said it himself last season, he doesn’t have anyone he considers a friend), i feel like what jim is getting at there is the fact that this isn’t the ed they knew. ed never treated his crew members like this, and ed was someone who should’ve been saddened by ivan’s death instead of not even batting an eye. also just the fact that jim said something to ed’s face about how the shit he was doing was fucked up stands out to me.

the other moment is when the crew is hiding from ed in the one hallways and they’re like “is ed?? better??? he seems cheered up??” and jim is like “NO this is NOT better.” jim’s the only one who says something abt how ed’s whole cheery attitude that day was not ed being in a better place.

WAIT ANOTHER MOMENT. when jim decides they’re not gonna kill archie and ed’s like “awww guess we’re all gonna die” and jim’s like “YOU WERE GONNA DO IT ANYWAY!!!” and ed’s like. teehee yeah <3. something something jim seeing through ed’s bullshit something.

this is getting longer than i wanted it to so i’m not gonna get too deep into this point but since s1 i’ve thought that ed and jim feel very similar in terms of like, being raised with people expecting them to do violence and not actually wanting to live their lives that way. also they’re both badasses who have so much gender.

yeah so. something abt jim’s eyes not being painted and jim being the one on the ship who can see what’s going on and what ed’s doing better than any of the other characters. this could be nothing tho i’m just spitballing this. it maybe could just be that the costume dept decided vico looked better without the raccoon eyes idk

#ofmd #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd season 2 #ofmd s2 #ofmd 2 #our flag means death #ofmd meta #jim jimenez #ofmd jim #ask #anon #mine #txt #meta #og

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heeseung-min · 9 months

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[10:56]

"What did you say to people?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't act innocent, Sunoo. Why did I heard people talked about us being in relationship?"

You asked to the guy in front of you. When you came to school, many students were crowding you asking about Sunoo and your relationship with him. You were confused so much by the sudden act and you can see some students being genuine and congratulated you but there were some too throwing hate towards you.

"Well, they are right. We are dating anyway. Why are you asking this?"

"Bullshit, Sunoo. What do you mean by dating?!! I don't even like you."

Sunoo rolled his eyes. He wrapped his hand on your back and pulled you closer. You put hands on his chest to prevent from becoming too close to him. Despite his hands being slapped by you, Sunoo didn't care at all and kept caressing your face and your waist.

"Ergh get off me! I said stop--"

Sunoo kissed you before you can do anything. He hold the back of your neck to make sure you are literally stuck. You whimpered more when he bit the lower of your lips.

"Y-y/n?"

Sunoo finally let you go when there was someone calling you. You turned back to see betrayal expression of Riki, your boyfriend.

"Riki, no-"

"I told you, Riki. Y/n doesn't even love you. It's just a bet. I told you I'm dating her. Why can't you believe me?"

"It's not!"

You ran to Riki and hold his hands so he can look at you instead. He started to tear up when he stared at you.

"Am I a bet?"

"No! Riki, no! I love you. I really do. Sunoo is just bullshitting. Please trust me."

"Oh, me bullshitting?"

Sunoo giggled like he said the most funniest thing ever.

"Do you know why y/n absent two days ago, Riki?"

Riki and you turned confusedly to Sunoo. How the hell he knew you were absent that day? Both of you are not even in one class. Riki also didn't know the reason since you didn't talk about it.

"She was at my house. We slept together the night before. I might be too "harsh" on her."

Sunoo said with a smirk on his face. Obviously, you knew what he was talking about.

"What the fuck are you talking about??!! Don't try to say nonsense, Sunoo. I don't even know where is your house."

"Enough, y/n."

Unexpectedly, the words came from your boyfriend. You shake your heads denying what Sunoo said but Riki seems like he had enough of it. He pulled your hands off him and walked out from the scene. Your tears started to fall down but Sunoo didn't care about it. He hugged you from behind and swayed your body lightly.

"Now, we are really dating. Right, baby?"

Although what he said to Riki was all false. It's still doing good to him since that kid believed all of it literally.

"See, that's why Riki is not suitable to be your boyfriend. Look how stupid he is believing everything what I said."

Ayo, I feel like a shit for this story🤡🤡🔪 I dont know if im doing good job or not but hopefully you guys enjoy this.

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eddies-house · 10 months

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Rockstar!Eddie x Reader Blurb

So this originated from this post by @uglypastels but I just wanted to start organizing my stuff because I'm def writing more and I need to have the lore and shit all in one place which is why I'm posting it here.

Basically, this is rockstar!eddie having this urgent need to spoil you, he tells you to quit your job because it's stressing you out so bad and he has the means to take care of you but you refuse. Lots of fluff, Eddie is a sweetie pie with a huge heart even after his band takes off

i can see like early on in the relationship you haven't moved in with him yet and still live in a little apartment in a shitty part of town and he swears you are the one like has never felt this way about anyone before but he really tries to refrain from suffocating you with his love because he doesn't wanna scare you away. As the relationship grows he hangs out at your apartment in the evenings when you come home from work exhausted and he just loves on you and gets you takeout cause you're so tired and life has just been stressing you out with all the bills and living paycheck to paycheck. He knows that struggle all too well from his upbringing and he can't stand seeing you suffer that way cause you're his baby and you deserve to be spoiled and treated like royalty.

You've been to his house before however you dont get to go over there a lot because of how much you're working but lets just say its fucking nice. It's not super big but its so homey and also screams eddie with the metal posters everywhere and guitars and such. He even has a little pool and a hot tub that you never get to enjoy with him because of how busy you are. He can't take it anymore, he feels like you're so beyond overworked and he will not have it.

One night you're laying in your bed with him complaining about work and all the bullshit thats been happening lately and hes just playing with your fingers, putting his rings on yours and then back on his, just back and forth fidgeting cause hes nervous to ask his question. As you're wrapping up a story from another shitty work situation you're like "that's so fucked up, right!? i've been keeping an eye out for a new job though so hopefully-" and he cuts you off cause no, you won't be getting a new job that will only stress you out, not if he can help it. "Move in with me." he says suddenly. You just turn to look at him like he's insane and before you can protest he's like "no, I'm serious. Move in with me. Let me take care of you, I can't watch you do this anymore." He's super sincere about it and his eyes are all big and pleading. You go on to tell him that you can't do that, you need to make it on your own and it lowkey turns into a fight. You're telling him that you're not going to rely on a man for your wellbeing and saying stuff like "do you think that lowly of me?!" and this is not how it was supposed to go, he just genuinely wants to see you happy and doing all the things you want to do that you never have time for because you're working.

He cups your cheeks in his hands and is like "baby, I think so highly of you, I just wanna give you the world. Please let me. Let me give you all the things I never imagined I'd ever be able to." You still get defensive about it cause he's not just asking you to move in, he's asking you to quit your job and basically run away from your current life which....that's not so bad cause your current life is shit but its also so scary because its the only normal you know so how could you just up and leave it?? You turn him down and let him know that you just can't and he respects your boundaries so after that he leaves it. He still hates how miserable you are but he still wants to be there for you as much as he can. It fucking sucks cause when your car starts acting up he just wants to take it in and get it fixed cause there would literally be no financial burden on him but for you, it would cost like months of rent. To work around it, he says he'll fix it cause he has so much experience with cars and even works on his own all the time. He has it towed to his house where he can use all his tools and stuff in his garage and while he could secretly just take it in somewhere to have it fixed, he doesn't want to upset you if you found out cause he knows you would try to pay him back and he knows you'd find a way to see how much it costs and it would just add to your stress. He doesn't mind doing it himself anyway, its therapeutic so he has it up and running again in a few days.

He loves that you're so independent but it doesn't change that he just wants to shower you with everything you could ever deserve. One day he waits for you at your apartment to come home from work, he has a key and everything and he's setting up a little after work dinner date, nothing too crazy but he brought over an expensive wine for you to try and he can't cook for shit but he's trying to learn so he makes spaghetti and meatballs for you. When you step in the door, he's all excited and running toward the door to greet you, the room actually smells really good and he even threw together some garlic bread and he's super proud of himself and he's excited to see your reaction. Only when he sees you, he stops dead in his tracks because there are tears and mascara streaming down your face and you have one of those frowns that you get when you're trying not to cry but the tears are stinging your eyes. He gathers that you cried all the way home and are trying to hold it together in front of him. He just rushes over and scoops you up to hold you on the couch in his lap and you can't contain the tears anymore, you just start sobbing into his chest while he rubs your back and soothes you. "I've got you, I'm right here." He doesn't even ask for an explanation, he's just there for you and he hopes that when you're ready, you'll tell him but if not, that's okay too.

You're still full on crying, snot and all when you pull back to tell him through a wobbling voice and sniffles "I-I can't do it anymore." And he has an idea of what you're referring to but he just nods with sympathy in his eyes. "Life sucks s-so bad. Don't wanna do it anymore." You would be hiccupping and getting yourself really worked up like almost not breathing. He would shush you gently and cradle your jaw in his hand, the tears slipping down into his hand and say "Baby, you need to breathe, okay? Gonna make yourself sick." and he would help you with little breathing exercises to kinda calm your nervous system. It would work a little but you're still super upset. He sparks an idea and if you yell at him again then so be it cause he just wants his baby to enjoy life and not come home crying more often than not. He would pull your head into his chest again and just whisper "Come live with me. Please. You can quit this job, find something new that you actually like." He tries to reason with you because he knows from last time that you would absolutely not just up and leave without any plans to help pay for things even though he won't allow it. "Eddie, I can't do that to you, I don't know how long it'll take me to find something decent." You would tell him sadly although its a much different reaction than last time because it sounds like you might be on board in some way if you could work things out how you needed. "Sweets, I can't watch you do this anymore. I'd much rather you quit and take some time to find something you actually love than stay here and be sad every day. Come stay with me, you don't even have to get rid of your apartment if you don't want to but just come stay with me and decompress. Let me spoil you a little bit while you figure it out. That's all I want." He sounds so genuine and is talking so softly its making you melt.

Eventually you work out a little deal where you'll stay at his house and search for work in the area. You use up the remaining money you have to keep paying rent on your apartment that you don't even use anymore. Secretly Eddie goes to the leasing office and pays off like a year's worth of rent and gives you your money back. "What this for?" you would ask as you looked at job listings while lounging around at his kitchen counter. He'd just shrug and kiss your cheek. "Don't worry about it." But you will most definitely worry about it. You get heated again and finally pull the information out of him and he admits that he got your money back and paid off a year for your apartment so you wouldn't have to give it up should you decide you don't want to stay with him permanently. It's the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for you but you come at it raging because he shouldn't have to do this. You're trying to argue with him but he just grabs your hands calmly and is like "Listen. I had nothing growing up, I lived in a trailer park in the middle of nowhere." You're not really sure why he's going into this, you knew this from all the late night talks where you'd just lay in bed when neither of you could sleep. "I always had to decide if I wanted to eat or if I wanted to keep the lights on. And I'll be damned if I let you go through that or anything similar to that. I don't wanna spend my money on fancy designer shit or brand new cars. I want to spend it on you and making you comfortable and happy because now I can. I never thought I'd be able to do that for someone but I can now and you're my girl. Let me take care of you in the ways I never even dreamed I'd be able to take care of someone." You start crying again because what the fuck no one has ever been so sweet in your entire life and you're like what did I do to deserve this???

He's there wiping the tears away and nudging his nose against yours. You still don't want to give in but he's so damn sweet and he's being so vulnerable with you, this is something so personal to him. "I'm still getting a job and paying my half." You choke out. He just agrees because it'll make you happy but little do you know that whenever you give him any money he puts it aside in its own account for you. You end up working at a little flower shop and its beautiful, you get to be creative and you aren't stressed beyond your limits every single day. He visually sees that you're happier and you have this glow to you. One day you're both on his couch after he came home from a recording session and you worked late at the flower shop because you'd been working on some arrangements for a big event. You're both so tired and snuggly just watching some stupid movie while snacking. He's got you in between his legs and his thumb is stroking your hip, you both forget about the movie and just start talking about endless things. It comes up that you'd like to start your own little business some day, possibly your own flower shop that also sells cute little things from other small businesses (like soaps, art, etc.). Maybe even have a little coffee bar in it. He sees the way your eyes light up and he just smiles so softly down at you. He puts you both in a position where you're sitting criss cross in front of him and he's doing the same in front of you. "Let's do it then." he says like its the most obvious thing in the world. You scoff cause you don't have even a fraction of the money saved to start a business.

He pulls up a banking app on his phone and starts tapping his fingers away before setting the phone in your hands. You look at it all confused and he's just staring at you all dopey and cute but you have no idea why. He blurts out "It's yours. Every penny you've given me to cover bills. I put it away for you." You gasp when you realize how much money has built up in the account. You want to scream at him but you also know that he didn't do it against his will, he did it because he wanted to, he never does anything he doesn't want to. He's super stubborn even when it comes to his record label trying to tell him what to do. Again, the waterworks start and you collapse into him. He starts telling you "I know you don't like that I do things like this but you're my girl and I can't help it." He would press a kiss to the top of your head and you would pull back to look up at him and just grab him by his shirt so you could kiss him with so much emotion. That night you just make love to each other for hours, you can't keep your hands off each other. You don't know it but he's also planning on buying you a ring really soon and he's going to buy the one that he's seen you stare out when you've been out with him. It's a simple ring that's more dainty than anything and it doesn't even cost a lot, he just sees the way your eyes grow every time you pass that same shop and see it in the window and he knows that he's going to get it for you.

After that night you have less trouble letting him do things for you. Obviously you avoid it if you can but you don't scold him every time he slides his credit card over to pay for things or when you find out he's paid off a loan you had taken out a long time ago for that time you went to cosmetology school a few years ago that didn't end up working out. Suddenly the balance is zero and when you call to clear it up they tell you its been paid off. You make sure to give him the best head of his life but then also complain a little because you feel guilty that he took care of it. He shushes you by shoving his face in between your legs.

~end~

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fic #eddie x reader #eddie munson x fem reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #rockstar!eddiemunson #rockstar!eddie #eddie munson au

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shygirl4991 · 5 months

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SMG3 Sussy Notebook

ima tag smg3 sussy notebook spoilers and have the pics of the notebook under read more so you can pick if ya wanna see the notebook! These are highlights and not every page!

now that we have the pw for club penguin we can all log in and get all the cool skins, honestly i feel if mario just guess the password it wouldnt take him long to get it xD be faster then stealing the notebook and all

ah yes the start of the worlds longest slowburn its a super funny thought that right out the usb he gets his notebook and goes this bitch here ima make him my life rival

oh shit shout out to these two that showed up in SMG3 Gauntlet of gloom

suuuure buddy keep telling yourself that, seems even tho SMG3 marked him as his rival and hated him over what happen in college he still wanted to hang out with 4 and be friends but its not like he cares or anything...baka!

lmao the censor on what happen in the igloo ah yes nothing but hugging happen there nothing to M rated xD im guessing the real book in universe might have it a bit more detail given the big deal it was for wotfi 2023

we really dont talk about that hug

did...did i call it in my fic that this man legit is crazy about beans and hot sauce im dying i guess when your the bad guy with low budget for food you get use to the good classic beans and hot sauce

oh honey thats not how that works xD this man is smart but also oh so dumb i think he gets that from his avatar that and he is a few years fresh from the usb Update: @alianarepasa let me know its from a mad max episode i manage to miss it was a fun watch and now i understand what this means xD these peeps really went wild without internet poor toad

pifft im guessing he has masters degree specialized in psychology? other wise idk how he is a psychologist and he seems to be a good one from what we have seen but who knows he could be bullshitting his way through how evil xD

both our boys are ready to ride forklifts into the sunset someone draw this please xD

im laughing i guess SMG3 isnt much a fan of boopkins but seems he really enjoys being with the crew he wont say it but im sure he is a happy bean to finally be with the cool kids after years of being jealous.

he says but give this man eggdog or eggdog memes and he becomes Tari in a second

hey lads we found the page from SMG4 We Dont Talk About What Happened in the Elevator

he wants a castle but ended up with a sick lair in a coffee shop i think thats better!

okay putting my shipping heart away this is so interesting to me like he starts off thinking 4 is a loser and makes him his rival then gets jealous he has these friends and he isnt apart of them. We know SMG3 is lonely and lost as he doesn't know his purpose before becoming lord of the graveyard now being apart of the crew and now knowing who is he, SMG3 is much happier and closer to the crew. But the way he writes this feels like he likes the close contact with 4 and while he doesnt want to admit it could it be he legit does have romantic feelings? idk i feel these past episodes and this part really gets me thinking they have something here to really make smg34 canon naturally and not have the way they act with each other be to different might go more into this later.

this sparks joy thank you for including this and thats it for my ted talk thanks for reading again this is just my highlights i dont want to post the whole notebook here just stuff that gets my mind going!

#smg3 sussy notebook #smg3 sussy notebook spoilers #shay talks about the notebook #smg3 #smg4

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belovedstarrs · 4 months

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do you even care?!

• pairing : geto x fem!reader

• tags : angst, breakup??, just a shit ton of one-sided fighting (verbal) , language galore, drinking mentioned & used, cheating, geto never betrays jujutsu high au.

• a/n : god im half asleep writing this and i havent proof-read sooooo deal w/ it i just need to actually post and get over this writing slump.

• w/c : 602

• loosely based off of all too well & youre losing me

you were laying in your bed and pondering. suguru hasnt been home in hours and he told you he was gonna be home at 5 pm, its 10 pm. you checked his location and he turned it off a few hours ago.

you heard the keys jangle in the doorknobs and you quickly got up, you didnt even know what you wanted to say to him. you looked out your doorframe and saw him taking off his shoes at the front entrance as you angrily walked over.

"suguru what the hell! where the fuck where you at? you turned off your damn location. you know what nevermind you were probably at the bar with gojo flirting with some girls since you clearly dont give a shit about me."

it all blurted out, you felt like throwing up. why now? suguru had to take a minute to process everything from you talking to fast. "y/n i wasnt flirting with any girls nor at the bar. i just had gotten a new mission right before i got off and my phone had died." he said with no emotion in his voice. you could tell it was a lie. just by the way he looks uneasy you can tell hes been drinking.

"oh stop giving me that bullshit suguru. if you dont like me just fucking say it. i dont get how you can just cheat on me yet still have the balls to say the words i love you." you wanted to die. you used to love this man with your whole life, why is this happening? why does he lie to you so much.

the past 3 months have felt like hell. sugurus been getting more distant and staying out later than he tells you while getting drunk. you dont fucking get it. why is he doing this? what have you done to deserve this? youve put so much into this relationship and hes tearing it apart like its nothing.

he doesnt even have a response to your stinging words. "y/n i promise i still lov-" you quickly cut him off. "you dont ever keep your promises! stop spouting shit that isnt true for once! your just an asshole liar." you pause for a moment before you continue

"why have you put nothing into our relationship? did you never love me from the start? ive been trying so fucking hard to still love you and act as nothing is wrong and ive tried to tell you that but youre just a dumbass!" you brush shoulders as you go to the front door to quickly put on your shoes and a coat to leave. making sure to grab your keys and get the hell out before he says anything.

there was this burning feeling in your chest that also felt like a little freedom. were you meant to not be with suguru? you wished so hard in your head he would come back for you and apologize, make it right. you kept walking down the street and nothing happened.

you pulled out your phone to text utahime and ask if you could stay the night.

y/n : utahime you awake?

utahime : yeah. why?

y/n : just fought with suguru. wondering if i could stay the night.

utahime : totally! stay for as long as you need.

that gave you some relief. your gonna have to figure out you and sugurus situation but for now you need time to yourself to figure out what the hell youre gonna do with him since you two live together and dont have a actual apartment of your own.

part 2 is out now!!

made by @belovedstarrs do not copy or use in any way without permission

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surshica · 1 year

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NINTENDO SWITCH !

SEVENTEEN - my little pony

masterlist <3

borders will indicate when it’s time to read the written portion!! + please excuse anything grammatically incorrect and any typos !!

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yn came back to the room and placed four hot chocolates on a mini table sitting down near heiya and usagi. she took small sips of the hot chocolate; the warm chocolate taste warmed up her somewhat cold body. slight chills went down her spine due to the contrast of the heat and cold in her body. the other girls were enjoying it as well, heiya looked over at yn—letting out a small sigh before running her fingers through her hair to get rid of the knots. “ynn~”

yn looked at her with a weird expression, she knew she wanted something with that tone and they were going to be questions about chishiya. “yes heiyaaa~” the tone was the same as hers with slight mockery in it. “can you tell us what happened between you and chishiya~” heiya shook yn gently. “in return we’ll have kuina talk about how her and ann got together!!” usagi chimed in; she already knew what happened but usagi still wanted the other girls to know.

yn grumbled at first but she caved in, her door was open since her roommate was literally just her cousin. she had noticed mira was leaning against the doorframe interested in the story time too. “well..chishiya and i believe it or not are just friends.” yn smiled clasping her hands together, kuina groaned facepalming herself while usagi started laughing, heiya she had a deadpanned look on her face. “don’t give us that my little pony bullshit..” kuina huffed while heiya shook yn a little harder.

yn started laughing, “ok ok i’ll tell you guys..i cant even say dont tell anyone because i feel like everyone knows something..” yn shrugged, taking another sip of hot chocolate. “well to be honest and to be quiet fair i don’t even know what we are??” yn even questioned it herself, “i thought we were rivals but now? i feel yeah..” yn didn’t know words to how describe her feelings.

she looked at the girl who were all staring at her to give what she wanted, a small smile formed on her lips, “i have liked that stupid blonde mf since middle school and yet i still can’t find the right enough courage to tell him,” “i feel as if i need to be a step ahead of him especially in academics, though the is quite hard” yn let out a low chuckle.

kuina’s eyes formed a smile as she started to giggle as if she met her favorite actor, heiya had a big smile on her face grabbing yn by her shoulders shaking her. “i mean the tension between you two is so painfully obvious..” usagi mentioned taking a sip of her hot chocolate.

“tension? there is no tension” yn laughed aloud, kuina just shook her head “babe i love you bit the tension between the two of you is very fucking obvious.” kuina sighed in a defeat like voice, “chishiya..he’s confusing but i assure you if you ask him out—“ “but i’m not going to ask him. why should i?”

usagi gasped, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOURE NOTGONNAASKHIMOUT” usagi was shaking her so much yn got dizzy. “IF YOU ARENT GONNA ASK HIM OUT YOU DESERVE AN AWARD FOR THAT ACT.” usagi had a distressed tone in her voice, yn had to physically put her hand on her shoulder to stop usagi from shaking her.

kuina and heiya looked at eachother with disappointed looks. “listen LISTEN, i probably have a better chance dating a rock then with chishiya.” yn tried to justify herself but that also had no justice. “why do you say that yn? you don’t know that” heiya questioned with a frown.

“he has like zero interest in a relationship, so therefore he would reject me simple!” yn crossed her arms near her chest acting like she put her foot down. kuina shook her head, “what about the time you two went to a cafe?” “he was being nice” “okay and the time he saved you from niragi?” “he was told to watch over me from mira..” “i call bullshit but that’s ok..how about the time you two almost kissed” “..well it was just a nice gesture yeah”

“yeah IT WAS A NICE GESTURE.” yn tried to convince herself that there was no tension and it was just friendly gestures. “if you don’t realize i’m going to slap you.” usagi deadpanned looked at yn, sending chills down her spine. “OKAY FINE. maybe he isn’t just being nice to me and MAYBE likes me.” a small smile broke out on her lips, “you know if it wasn’t for arisu something could’ve happened” yn shrugged off the thought.

“so would you consider asking him out?” heiya questioned the indecisive girl, “hmm maybe…maybe yeah.” yn has a small tint of rose blush form onto her cheeks.

mira smiled happily before walking back to her room, “did you hear that chishiya?” mira whispered so yn and the girls couldnt hear her, “yeah..” he sounded dry but his face said otherwise. his face has never felt warmer before. since they were on facetime mira was able to see it, she let out a small giggle closing the door behind her. “are you going to make the first move orr..” she left it open like a question, “maybe. but i think maybe i’ll let her do it.” a smile crept onto his face.

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tags !!

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#chishiya x reader #aib chishiya #alice in boderland x reader #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya headcanons #chishiya fluff #chishiya imagine #chishiya smau #chishiya x fem!reader #chishiya fic #꒰ა 🎧 ─ nintendo switch : .. ꒱#- surshica ♥︎

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trentsixtysix · 2 years

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Trent Alexander-Arnold x reader. You and him went through a messy breakup straight before a big game and Robbo notices trents not himself and half way through the game he breaks down in front of millions and gets embarrassed about it and ends up crying on Robbo. Then trent then trys to speak to you about how he wants you back the next day at training ❤

Bad Timing

Summary: One too many disagreements pushes you and Trent over the edge right before an important match, leaving you to watch the after effects along with everyone else.

WARNINGS: Swearing, sad Trent, mentions of light smut at the end.

DISCLAIMER: Sorry this took ages! (Also this video of trentski is so cute 🥺)

Word Count: 2.3k

Angst, Fluff

‘Just try your best, yeah?' You encouraged, both of you in the empty changing room pre match, the rest of the players waiting around in another room before it was time to head to the tunnel.

'Do I normally not try my best or something?' He shot back, watching you with his dark eyes, as you struggled to find a response.

'That's not what I meant, I'm just saying to focus on what we talked about.' You explained, placing your hands on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

He was visibly frustrated, nervous and understandably so; it was the semi final of the Champions League, and being Liverpool's and your boyfriend's biggest fan, you were hoping for a win.

'That's fucking great, my own girlfriend thinks I'm shit too.' He sighed, shrugging your hands off of him dramatically, with there still being another 45 minutes until the match started.

'I literally never said that Trent, why do you have to put words in my mouth?' You argued, even though you knew you shouldn't; and knew you should ignore him and be cheering him on right now as this was just his nerves talking, not him.

'You know I'm starting to think you want me to do shit, why are you whining at me before the match?' He questioned, apprehensively, shaking his head at you to answer his question when you went silent.

You couldn't believe your ears, especially after how much you'd helped him so far this season. You were the one who sat in the stands and cheered him on for every game possible, who was there with open arms when he won and lost, who publicly defended him and comforted him when people criticised him, restoring his faith in himself as you helped him to improve and train more. It must've paid off as he was in the semi-final, which is why it cut for him to disregard you like this.

'Don't make that face Y/n, you heard what I said.' He scoffed, noticing your solemn expression, placing his hand on his forehead exhaustedly.

'You really think I want the worst for you?' You asked, voice starting to crack, but you managed to hold it together.

'I don't know maybe? I don't fucking know at all anymore, just please stop with the bullshit you always feed me, we both know it's not true.' He snapped, sighing once again.

'Wow..' You said, in shock, mouth agape at his outburst, having no idea he felt that way about the way you consoled him.

'What a prick you are, where has this ego come from? Come back down to reality Trent.' You demanded, still shocked at what he was coming out with.

'Just get out Y/n.' He mumbled, making you wonder if you'd heard him correctly.

'What?' You asked, for confirmation.

'You just stress me out..now go.' He commanded, making you step back as you were uncomfy, not sure who this new guy was and what he'd done to your boyfriend.

'I'll go. But I can't say I'm coming back.' You revealed, grabbing your bag off of one of the pegs behind him.

'Come on Y/n, grow up.' He said.

'You dont think you stress me out? I have to rely on how a fucking game went to see if my boyfriend will speak to me that day or not.'

'I'm walking on eggshells around you recently....I can't do this anymore. I'm done.' You blabbered, tearing up slightly.

'Done that easily? Were you even here for me in the first place then?' He started.

'Make life easier for yourself and leave me be.' He retorted, head in his hands as you left the room hurriedly, being faced with Robbo as soon as you entered the corridor.

'Y/n?' Asked Robbo, displaying a confused face as he saw you crying, too slow as you'd already stormed past, leaving him to instead enter the changing room to talk to Trent, wondering what had happened.

Even though you said you would, you didn't leave. You stayed for the game, sitting in Andy's box instead with his wife, who you didn't tell much to, not wanting Trent to look bad infront of others, but due to the way you had broke it off with him inside, you were preparing yourself for his performance, hoping your argument wouldn't have a toll on it.

The first half of the game went ok, you guys were winning 1-0, with the assist from Trent to make you feel better - you always wanted the best for him - but the second half was poor; the defence was becoming more and more sloppy, leading Trent to pull out all the stops to prevent the opposition from scoring, so much so that he had retorted to tackling a player so harshly they both fell to the ground.

You were shocked at his rough play, along with everyone else in the crowd who witnessed a switch flip in Trent, overcome with anger that he retaliated to the other player, both of them violently pushing each other across the pitch, only stopping when the other players got involved and they both got booked for it.

You him stood holding his abdomen, moaning lightly in pain before turning to Hendo and holding him in a strong embrace whilst the medics made their way over to him, sobbing in his ear as he comforted him, not sure if he was crying out of frustration or of pain.

It was safe to say everyone in the stadium was shocked, not used to him being so emotive, assuming he must be really injured and taken off to rest, leading you to make dead eye contact with him sat glum on the benches, dreading the bullying and comments he'd have to see about him later on tonight online.

Liverpool ended up winning the match 2-0, bringing them through to face the awaiting opposition in the final, and you could finally leave in peace knowing you weren't responsible for a potential loss, but his outburst was another story, one that you knew you were possibly accountable for.

You ended up staying the night at a friends, deciding you'd have to go and collect your stuff the next day after having a forced chat with him about how you meant it for good, and how his words hurt you so much that you couldn't stand him at the moment.

You got to hers late, and went to sleep even later, eventually waking up at around 1pm-ish after an embarrassingly long lie in, deciding you'd use your key to get your things sorted before Trent got home, aware he was at training for the moment.

You sneakily drove back to your house, which you were adamant wouldn't be your house anymore, and saw his car sitting in the driveway, along with Andy's. You walked in to see if anyone was there, spotting the pair of them sat at the dinner table, quietly talking.

You locked eyes with Trent again, annoyed because you were now avoiding a confrontation with him, only wanting to get in and out with your stuff as quickly as possible, having assumed he was at training.

'Y/n?' Called Andy, as you hurriedly tread upstairs, rushing to your's and Trent's shared bedroom, turning around to see Andy following you.

'Y/n wait a moment! You don't wanna talk to him fair enough, but talk to me.' He pleaded, making you feel a bit more at ease as he was always like a big brother to you and Trent, the two of you admiring the way he cared for you guys.

'Aren't you both supposed to be at training?' You asked, fetching your things to make a suitcase.

'Training was early morning..Would you stop that?' He responded, watching you lazily stuff a suitcase with your hoodies, noticing you stopped in your tracks when you packed one of Trent's, glaring at it before taking it back out of your case and dumping it on the floor.

'What do you need to say Andy? If only you knew how he spoke to me last night.' You said, over the conversation already.

'He's told me everything Y/n, and he's a right idiot. But believe me when I say he cried his heart out to me, not only on that pitch yesterday but today.'

'He regrets it so much.' Disclosed Andy, making you take a moment to process everything.

'Look at the hate he gets online, he needs you right now, even if he's going and saying the daftest things.' He continued, and you were starting to feel bad for shutting Trent down so fast, not even taking a moment to consider the amount of insecurity and self-doubt he was experiencing.

'I have always been there for him. He has no right to keep treating me like this Robbo.' You sighed, fighting back tears.

He pulled you in for a hug, rocking you side to side as he knew it always pissed you off when he did that, making you laugh forcefully and wipe your tears.

'All I'm saying is please rethink your decision? He loves you, you were the only thing on his mind at training today.' He said, one last time before leaving the room, and you watched as you could see Trent waiting out in the hallway, suddenly getting closer to lean on the doorframe.

You froze when you noticed him staring at you, putting the suitcase down for a moment and crossing your arms as Andy had already made his way downstairs, leaving just you and Trent.

'Y/n, can we talk?' He mumbled, his voice quiet and by the sound of it you could tell he had been crying previously, emotional, and you could see it in his eyes too.

'I have treated you terribly, and you've been the only person there for me... I know it's not an excuse but I genuinely think I lost the plot last night.' He started, leaving you stood waiting for him to continue, his words not sufficient enough yet.

'I am so sorry Y/n, my best girl. Please don't go, I couldn't handle it if you left.' He pleaded, covering his face in embarrassment, and you knew he was being genuine because he was fighting back his tears, tears that you rarely saw because he'd been so emotionless recently, so different.

You didn't wanna give in, but instinctively you walked over to him, taking his hands off of his face, watching him cry for a brief moment before pulling him into an embrace, not even wanting him to say another word because he had already shown you him being the most vulnerable he could be, showing you he was truly sorry and telling the truth.

'Shh, it's okay. Just forget it yeah?' You said, taking his face in your hands for him to console him, him hugging you harder, deciding you'd properly talk about it some other time, only wanting to calm him down and be good for the moment.

'I love you.' He said.

'Please don't go anywhere, please stay with me.' Begged Trent.

'Trent, I'm not going anywhere.' You reassured, smiling softly to ease the atmosphere.

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Days had gone by and you and Trent were in a way better position, his injury was nothing serious with only slight bruising, clearing him for the next game and you'd noticed he was making way more of an effort with you; dinner, presents, saying I love you more frequently, massages, and appreciating you more verbally. The two of you were communicating way better, and you were providing your best support for him before the final soon.

Even though things were seemingly well, you couldn't help but dwell on what he'd said to you previously, replaying it in your mind, trying to make some sense of where it came from, wondering if he thought there was any truth to it.

'You know I'm starting to think you want me to do shit.'

'Trent?' You called, whilst massaging his head as he watched another episode of a boring sitcom you'd rewatched countless amounts of times. Always finding it hilarious when it would make him laugh or shocked, as he had memorised the entire show and already knew what was going to happen next.

'Yeah baby?' He called.

'I'm sorry for bringing this up..' You started, as he patiently waited for you to continue.

'Did you really think I wanted you to perform bad in matches?' You asked, watching his expression change, becoming sad as he didn't realise he had said that to you, and didn't realise it was still on your mind.

'Being 100% honest, no. I don't know why I said that Y/n...I was just trying to hurt you in the moment I guess.

'Please don't dwell on that, I wasn't thinking with my head that entire night, I know you only want the best for me.' He explained, leaning closer to kiss you, which you welcomed.

'You know..I didn't know you had a temper in you like that babe.' You admitted, your mood suddenly changing as you were reminiscing how he almost broke that poor winger's body the other week.

'Me neither babe, won't happen again.' He apologised, sarcastically.

'Oh?' You asked, staring at his lips, watching him bite them nervously.

'Oh?' He responded, not sure what you were getting at.

'You could always save that for other scenarios, no?' You smirked, making him blush.

'Yeah? Like what?' He questioned, furrowing his brows, stopping his cheeky smile from peeking through.

'I can think of some..' You responded, slowly leaning in to kiss him, leaving him frustrated when you finally backed away.

He leaned in to kiss you again, causing you to chuckle before he flipped you onto his lap, making you straddle him as he deepened the kiss.

'You're so beautiful, you'll actually be the death of me.' He sighed, running his fingers through your hair.

'Oh?' You challenged, making him laugh.

'Oh!' He confirmed, enthusiastically, before gesturing for you to take your top off..

#trent imagine #trent x reader #trent alexander arnold imagine #trent alexander arnold angst #trent alexander arnold imagines #trent alexander arnold x reader #trent alexander arnold fluff #footballer x reader #football imagines #footballer imagine #footballer imagines #trent alexander arnold

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stevie-petey · 25 days

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Hi! I know it's pretty late to be asking this but I got a random blurb idea at three in the morning so I thought I'd send it in before I forgot it. It's for season one, episode 5/6.

After Steve finds Jonathan and Nancy in her bed and tells bug she deserves better he drives off with Tommy and Carol. Basically his POV that whole car ride. He's grieving, in disbelief and heartbreak. He's angry and sad, not only for himself but for bug. Tommy and Carol are only riling him up at this point. Remember how Tommy or Carol said something like " wow Steve you're right she really is pathetic to still stay with him" maybe we see the convo where that came from. I feel like he was excited to be around who he thought were Nancy's friends outside of barb, and it all came crashing down.

Again this is really random and super late but I was just thinking about season one Steve and this scenario popped into my head. For being such a little shit Steve really is handsome.

i loooove this idea omg yes ! n never apologize for sending blurbs i love doin em

enjoy <3

"did henderson really defend that creep?" carol practically throws herself over the drivers seat in disbelief of what steve has just said.

"she did." steve tightens his hands around the steering wheel. his mind is reeling. hes hurt, hes so fucking hurt, and hes angry. for you, for what nancy has done to him, for what jonathan has done to you. for years youve been his little pet, always doting on the boy, and he still has the fucking nerve to hurt you like this. "shes pathetic."

the words burn steves tongue. he regrets them immediately.

tommy snorts. "i mean, yeah. shes hot, but at least have some self respect, ya know?"

the boys words only cause steve to tighten his grip on the steering wheel harder. youre not pathetic; youre selfless. youre so fucking selfless and always see the good in people. it infuriates steve. youre everything and more, and hes seen people abuse this rare kindness for years. make fun of you for it, mock you as if the kindness you bring isnt a breath of fresh air for everyone.

he hears a yelp next to him and steve knows that carol has slapped tommy for calling another girl hot in front of her.

"i just dont get it," steve sighs out. theres so much he wants to ask, to say and plead and demand. he cant get the betrayal in your eyes out of his head. youd looked devasted when hed told you what he saw at nancys. how jonathan had been wrapped around her.

and yet even as the hurt crossed upon your face, you still managed to swallow down the hurt and see the good in people.

in the people who didnt fucking deserve it.

"fuck if i know, man." tommy rubs at his arm and glares at carol.

she simply rolls her eyes at him and goes back to picking at her nails. "why do we assume she even knows how to do anything other than put on that angelic act bullshit?"

"what, like she doesnt know how to be mean?" tommy asks, furrowing his brows.

steve stares straight ahead. "all shes ever been is kind."

"exactly," carol throws herself against the drivers seat again. "whos to say its real? not some creepy act? better yet: how do we know shes not, like, fucked up in the head?"

youre not. steve has seen your intelligence. youre the top of your class and hes had to shamefully ask you for help with english homework.

tommy frowns again. "wait, i thought she was smart."

"god, youre dumb." carol shakes her head. "what i mean is, what if she physically incapable of being mean. like, some chemical imbalance in her brain."

"could explain her freakish devotion to byers." tommy says.

steves grip tightens once more hearing the boys name. jonathan byers. resident creep who somehow has captured the heart of hawkins sweetheart. the same boy who has now cheated on her with steves girlfriend.

he will never understand this.

nancy has hurt him, shes abandoned him like everyone else has, and he knows that somehow its his fault.

but you? you dont deserve any of this.

what carol has said makes sense. maybe you really dont know how to be mean. if youre physically incapable of it, then steve decides that he has to do something about it.

if you need to be mean, then he'll be mean for you.

#ask #anon #m speaks #come home blurb #m's writing #set in season 1 #steve bless u #ur so dumb #very heavily “if u need to be mean be mean to me” coded btw

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gigidragonbbxxx · 1 month

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a personal struggle + an education

this is all just gigi's opinions + thoughts

Reader, I'm struggling with empathy right now.

Don't worry, I'm not suffering from a personality pathology, I promise I am quite sympathetic and empathetic. It's just battling the feeling of wanting to be kind but also seeing a major problem and knowing I need to get it off my chest.

Let me give it to yall straight (with tweaked/paraphrased details to protect privacy and not to out anyone):

I saw a favorite loass coach/twt account/subliminal creator make fun of an "old timey" English sentence either from Neville Goddard or Edward Art. They proceeded to say that they "hate" it and "why can't they just say it simpler". and then someone else commented "they're talking bullshit fr".

The convo thread on twt devolved into an echo chamber that essentially boiled down to the old fool's adage "If I don't understand it, it must be stupid and not worth it."

This really triggered me because

The phrase quoted was not that hard to understand.

It was clear these women were not educated

Why am I judging or mad at people for their ignorance? (this is why I kept quiet on twt and went here to vent. I acknowledge that two things can be true, I can be kind and still be honest.)

I was and currently am still wrestling with these things within me.

On one hand I don't want to judge. I want to be inclusive and welcoming and supportive.

On the other hand - yall don't look educated, yall wind up looking dumb.

I'll say a harsh truth yall and you can go argue with a damn wall but I know I'm right: stupidity is not cute.

My Hot Take (not so hot when you think about it)

The Law of Assumption rewards those who feed their mind with knowledge

Before you argue with me, think about it. Seriously.

I don't want to seem ableist if someone suffers from dyslexia or if someone struggles in school. It's totally okay to have different paths to learning. The importance is still obtaining the information. You can read or listen to the audiobook, etc. The paths to knowledge are varied but in the end the result is the same - THE KNOWING.

The "old timey" sentence that the creator complained about COULD BE READ BY NINTH GRADERS BECAUSE OF SHAKESPEARE EXPOSURE.

That's why I was exasperated. They were complaining about English (the only language in which they are fluent) that is regularly taught to 14 year olds.

Guys. Stand up. Please stand the fuck up.

Who in this world is gonna take you seriously without BASIC COMPETENCY in literature or math?

Lemme roast some of yall if you want to disagree:

Yall wanna be master manifesters and claim to understand the double slit experiment but can't even name the fundamental laws of science or explain them.

Yall wanna be successful in your businesses and don't know how to calculate your profits.

Yall wanna be seen as intellectuals who "understand" more than the majority of the population and yall can't even fucking read Descartes or Shakespeare.

Yall wanna be content creators and don't know how to proofread.

One time I bought an affirmation tape that came with a pdf with all the affirmations listed. The tape itself was excellent but the pdf was riddled with errors! It makes me sad because something that can help change your life, like a sleep tape to saturate, "cheapens" in its authenticity at the price of minor errors. Sigh.

Let me tell you that 100% you can be successful in this world just by going to the end and claiming it.

BUT YOU LOSE A LOT OF TREASURE BY NOT GIVING YOURSELF THE TOOLS TO DIG FOR IT.

THERE IS SO MUCH FOUNDATIONAL INFORMATION WITHIN THESE "OLD TIMEY" TEXTS.

and if you don't like any of it and just wanna watch sammy ingram and manifest like that THEN GO AHEAD BUT DONT CLAIM TO NOT UNDERSTAND A SENTENCE AND THEN CALL IT BULLSHIT.

just be honest and own it!

be honest that you don't wanna read, that you don't wanna be academic and that's 100% okay and you're still beautiful and worth everything but

do not put down the value of what is being said just because you don't understand it

That's why I am frustrated, reader.

I am educated enough to recognize when someone's ignorance is just that - ignorance.

But I am human enough to be annoyed.

So please give yourselves some grace and take the time to appreciate knowledge. Without the knowledge of the law of assumption, we wouldn't all be here interacting with one another.

xx, gigi

p.s. for those of you who are more familiar with reading the Bible via the law of assumption lens - I beg you to think of Solomon. He was asked by God what he would like and Solomon chose wisdom over material things. Why is that? Because through wisdom comes the ability to know how to obtain all one's desires. Food for thought.

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inniessick · 1 year

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You Promised To Protect Me, After All. / Yang Jeongin

Parings: nonidol!yang jeongin x fem!reader

Word Count: 7.4k

Fic Warnings: this is complete and utter filth. refer to series warnings, its literally just smut on smut on smut, i'm disgusting.

Series Warnings: angst, dark content, smut, fluff??, yandere themes (stalking, narcissistic behavior, mental manipulation, overprotective/possessive, deceptive, lying, killing people and talk of killing people, physical violence <not to reader>, unhinged!innie), general violence warning <no physical abuse towards reader>, talk of past abusive relationship (insinuated, not in depth, literally like one line), kissing????, degradation (sexual/not sexual), dominant innie (sexual/not sexual if that makes sense), dom/sub dynamics, very lowkey perv!innie, manhandling, cussing, names (bitch, whore, slut, cumdump <argue w the wall>, baby, babe, princess, my love/love/lovey, sweetheart, darling, babygirl, pretty/ innie, jeonginnie, jeong, sir), size kink, fingering, oral (f/m), cumplay??, hickeys/lovebites, consensual even if not outright stated, choking, begging, hair pulling, spitplay, face fucking, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, spanking, tummy bulge..., cervix kissing, mayhaps breeding kink idk, dumbification, unprotected sex (pls dont do this), let me know if missed anything or used a confusing term!

likes reblogs and feedback are appreciated ♡

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Part one / Part two / Part three < coming soon...

you are reading part two of the series...

"Your lips are really soft..." "So are yours." "I like how it feels." Looking up at him, you never wanted to stop kissing him, it was euphoric. Like you needed to feel him. "I like you." "You make me feel safe." "You'll always be safe with me." "Promise?" "Swear, I'll do anything to keep you safe." You leaned up, begging for him to kiss you one more time, longer, passionately. You wanted to be his.

This kiss was exactly that, it was passionate, sloppy, warm. You could feel it all over your body, sparking each cell. "We should stop.." He mumbled into this kiss, you pulled away. "Are.. you not comfortable?" He cupped the sides of your face, "That's not it, baby. I am comfortable, I dont wanna get carried away." "Would that be such a bad thing, Innie?" You looked up him again, tugging oh so gently at the sweater he had on. "Lovey.." He grabbed your hand, holding it just tight enough to stop your movement, "I dont want to move too quickly, I want you to really understand that I care about you."

Alright, he was bullshitting you just a bit. Genuinely, he hadn't wanted to move too fast, he really really did want to build a relationship, that much is the truth. But he's also really not above getting his dick wet. He knew he needed to break you just a bit more, make you open up just around him, and crumble right into his arms. That was just the first step, he knew sleeping with you, as great as it would be, would put a bump in his plan. He had to think each action through. this was something he just knew he couldn't do yet, trying to reject your advances and make you open to him would be a challenge. There is one thing on his side throughout all of this, how dumb and naive you are. Few kisses here, touches there, and leading the conversation right where he wanted wouldn't be all that hard. You were easily influenced, especially by him. He wasn't taking advantage of your vulnerability around him, no! He's not like that, he's not evil or crazy. He was just... influencing you, that's all.

Now you began whining, "But I know you care about me... 'n I want you so bad Jeonginnie~." You tugged at his sweater again, harder this time, you had become impatient at this point. He grabbed both of your wrists, holding them in one hand before using the other to grab your jaw. "Youre gonna listen to me, kay? If you keep whining like a little brat I'll fuck it straight out of you. You won't like it, I'll make you cum so much youll be screaming at me to give you a break. So why dont you be a good girl when I'm talking to you. That sound good?" You were scared, seriously scared, but holy fuck that sure didn't help you, if anything it made your panties stick to your core more than they had been. "Yes sir, I'll listen and be good." "promise ill take care of you later, princess." he released your wrists, giving you a kiss on your lips. it certainly wasn't as long as you would've wanted, but you weren't ready for him to talk to you like that again, so you settled.

"Do you think we cuddle in my bed at least? You can tell me more about yourself. Promise I won't do anything bad." He chuckled at your statement, thankful his plan worked. "Yes baby we can do that." "Its just around the corner, 'm gonna change real quick though. make yourself comfortable." You grabbed a pair of shorts to change into, much more comfortable than the jeans we were wearing. You walked out of the bathroom, and he had taken off his sweater finally, of course for a totally different reason than what you had wanted. He was just sitting on your bed, looking around the room.

He had been getting a layout of your whole room, where did you hide things? Where could he hide things? What are your most valued items? Why did you fold your laundry but never hang it? He wanted to know it all, he'd figure it out eventually. Most people might think those small details mean nothing, but those are the ones that matter the most. All those small things play into a bigger personality trait, one that he might just be able to control. And all of those traits, played into an even bigger picture, the kind of person you are. Your morals, your attachment styles, emotional or rational, once he knew everything about you he could do whatever he wanted. That's why he paid so much attention. You were his, and he was going to make sure that if he had to, he could make you do anything. Now, dont get it wrong, he valued each thought you had. He lives to serve you, he truly believes that. But just in case, in case you ever try to leave or defy him, you simply won't have enough willpower. You already said you didn't have a lot, that's why it took you so long to leave your ex boyfriend, you were already weak willed. The thing he needed to figure out most was, just what exactly did your ex do to you? Depending on your answer, Jeongin may or may not have to go and take care of him. Anything to keep his lovey safe, and protected, right? It was all for you, at some point you'd thank him.

"I like what you've done with the space, your room looks really nice." "You like it?" Sitting down next to him on the bed, taking in everything once again, "It took me awhile to figure out where I wanted to put things but I got it down eventually." He knows, he had watched you rearrange your room 2 times since he first found out about you. "I think you did a great job," He patted the spot on your bed behind him, telling you to lay down, and of course you did. He followed, pulling you towards him, and engulfing you in his presence. You laid your face down on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, it was slow, calming. "So, you want to know more about me?" He was almost whispering, "Mhm, I wanna hear all about you. Wan' more reasons to like you." "Do you not have enough?" "I do, I just want more so I can pick a new reason every day forever. Never wanna run out." He laughed, you could feel it. "You're real cute. If that's the case, I can tell you about some things I did as a kid. i'll work my way through the years." He did exactly as he said, telling you about how he grew up wanting to be a priest, but straying from the idea after he became a teenager. he told you all about school, and how bad he was at it. You learned he was the middle child, and he has a passion for dancing. He mentioned later that he liked singing too.

"Have you ever been in any relationships, innie?" "Mhm, a few." He combed his fingers through your hair, answering all the questions you had. "Have... have you ever been in any bad ones?" "Not particularly, I had my fair share of good people who were just bad partners, but nothing too bad." "Mmm... I wish I had been like that." "You're talking about the relationship you mentioned at the cafe, arent you?" He was silently celebrating in his head, this was the perfect time, you'd spill everything to him and he'd be that much closer to his end goal. "Mhm.. dont wanna bother you about it..." "If you want to talk about i'll listen darling. Whatever you have to say, i'll listen. You know i'm here for you." He placed a kiss on the top of your head, squeezing your waist a bit. "You're not gonna be mad at me for talking about it?" Mad? At you? He could never be angry at you, he hated that you even had that thought in your head. "No baby, I won't be upset. if you're comfortable, I want you to tell me." "He was just a bad guy.. yelled at me a lot. never hit me... got close to it though." That fucker, he'd handle it later, he needed be here for you right now. "I'm sorry love." "He did a lot of mean things, took most of my money when I worked... would bring other girls home while I was there. Wouldn't go anywhere with me.. I felt alone all the time." You started to sniffle, tears welling in your eyes, you hadn't talked about this at all since you moved here.

It still bothered you, but you didn't have anyone until you met Jeongin. "Y/n.. dont cry babygirl, hate to see you upset like that." You had pulled yourself up, slightly away from him, wiping your eyes over and over trying not to let the tears fall in front of him. "C'mere pretty, stop doing that. its okay to cry, 'm not mad at you baby." You shook your head, unable to form a proper response. He moved towards you, picking you up and setting you in his lap. "You can lean on me lovey, i'm right here. Jeonginnie's here." You held onto him, sniffling and crying in his arms. You had been so upset, you didn't miss your ex by any means, especially now that you had Jeongin. But you were in that relationship for awhile, you had so many pent up emotions that you never talked about. Jeongin kissed your forehead, putting his hand right under your chin and making you look up at him. you looked so lovely even when you were crying, he never wanted to see you like this because of anyone else. you're only supposed to cry for him, about him, to him.

"Is there something I can do to help you, doll? I'll do whatever you want, give you anything." You didn't hesitate, you knew exactly what you wanted. "Wanna forget about it, want you to make me forget about it Jeonginnie.." he knew what you meant, and he would do it for you. he'd make sure he the only thing on your mind, you would only be thinking of him, not a single thought in your head except for him. He put one hand on your hip, the other at the nape of your neck, his fingers tangled in your hair. Then he was kissing you, and holy fuck did it feel good. It was everything you had wanted earlier, long, passionate, sloppy, hot, the euphoria hit you again. something about him that just made you feel so fucking good.

He had you on top of his thigh, the hand on your hip moving you against it while pushing you down slightly. He was making you ride his thigh, he set such a nice pace, the perfect amount of pressure. You involuntarily moaned into the kiss, he took that chance to slip his tongue in your mouth. You knew better than to fight it, you let him win, enjoying the newfound warmth. He moved his hand from your neck down to your waist, pulling away from you, a string of saliva connecting your lips. he planted wet kisses all along your jaw down to your neck. the hand on your waist moving to squeeze your thigh before going right under your shirt. you couldn't help but moan and whimper for him, begging for just a bit more pressure, just a little faster. He cupped your breast over your bra, moving his mouth close to your ear, "I'm giving you 2 minutes, make yourself cum on my thigh. If you can do that for me I promise i'll reward you," Your breath hitched, he took your lobe between his teeth lightly pulling before letting go, "and if you can't do that, im leaving. you won't be getting shit, not my fingers, not my mouth, and most certainly not my dick. get to work, clock starts now." His hand leaving your hip, the other coming out from under your shirt.

He meant it, he wasn't helping you at all, "Innie~ not fair, it's not enough, need you to help me." You tried your hardest, he had gotten you so close, and now forcing you to set the pace on your own? There was just no way. "Cum on my thigh, by yourself, and I wont make you do anything else tonight. You can touch me all you want, minute 'n a half left." He kept his hands on your knees, not offering anything for you. You needed to cum, you had to, not just because you wanted to feel good but because you needed Jeongin. You needed him to touch you, to help you, to fuck you so good you could forget everything. You held onto his right shoulder, leaning your head into his neck. You pushed yourself down on his thigh, grinding against it quicker, you could feel yourself getting closer again. "Minute left babygirl, you better hurry up." he tapped on your knee, god you were so fucking close. Maybe if he could just kiss you, or touch you somewhere, maybe you could do it. You were moaning his name, whimpering and bitching about how unfair he is. "such a- ahh.. fuck.. you're a meanie." "30 seconds love." You couldn't do it, you were right there, but you needed something. You needed him to do something to you, and then like he heard your prayers, he whispered right in your ear, "Don't you wanna be good and cum for me?" That's all you wanted, all you needed. You did exactly what he asked of you, tears almost forming because of how good it felt.

He gripped your thighs as they shook just slightly. "You dont have to do anything else, I got you, lift your arms up for me so I can take this shirt off." You listened to him, he unclipped your bra right after, running his hands over your chest causing you to say his name once again. He chuckled softly to himself, "I know." He laid you down on the bed, sliding your shorts off. "Look at you all spread out for me, my pretty girl." He climbed on top of you, he wanted to laugh at you. How small you looked right under him, he could do whatever he wanted and you wouldn't be able to stop him at all. it was nearly pitiful, your frail frame underneath him. He took it all in, he was gonna fuck you absolutely stupid. He was going to give you exactly what you wanted, you'd only be thinking about him and how good he felt in you.

"Ahh- Innie, pleasewait. still sensitive!" He cupped your cunt through your panties, rubbing your clit. it was all way too much, the thin damp cloth adding a whole different sensation. Maybe it would've been fine if you had time to calm down, but Jeongin was set on making you feel too good. "What do you want from me, baby?" "Need it..." "Need what, my love?" "Your fingers pleaseplease. I need it all- oh shit, haa... Innie, need you. You're supposed to help me~" "Its no fun when i'm not teasing you..." You bucked your hips again his hand, begging for something more. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down. You had whimpered in his ear, "Ahh- mm.. Jeonginnie... need your fingers in me so bad, wanna cum on 'em. won't you let me? Please Innie~, just wan' make you proud of me.. Mmph! fuck.." He knew you could feel him smirking against your neck, biting it softly. "Well, when you beg like that I have to say yes."

He slipped his hand into your panties. "So wet, it's all for me isnt it?" You moaned in response, as you felt his fingers push just slightly at your entrance. He wasn't pleased with you, you should know better than to ignore him when he asked you a question. He pulled away from your grasp, listening to you whine that he wasn't close to you anymore, and whining again when you felt his fingers retreat, the whine being cut short by a yelp as he slapped your clit. "You answer me when I ask you a question." He gripped your face, squishing your cheeks together, "Mmph! Jeonginnie.. won't mess up again, don't stop, need you~" "Atta girl, knew I could train you right." You were nodding your head as he rubbed circles on the sensitive bud after slapping it, you couldn't think. He gathered your slick onto his fingers before quickly pushing two in. "So, who made you this wet?" "You Innie, just for you, only you make me like this." He leaned down to kiss your lips, so very proud of your answer.

He kissed you jaw, made his way down your neck before reaching your tits. Flicking his tongue over the bud, before taking it into his mouth, one hand fucking into you, and the other grabbing at your other breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers. It was all so overstimulating, you couldn't make sense of any of it, you just knew he felt so fucking good. Putting your hand over your mouth, trying to control your volume. He retreated from your chest, "What do you think you're doing? Let me hear you." "Innie~ it- its late, dont wanna wake up the other-r people." "You don't want them to hear you moaning my name, or knowing how good I can fuck you?" You clenched around his fingers, a smirk appearing on his face. "Well aren't you a dirty little whore," he curled his fingers, hitting your sweet spot, "bet you'd just love to have someone catch you, hm? Want people to know how good your Innie makes you feel?" You squeezed your eyes shut, clenching at the idea again. He chuckled, "I wont stop you, let them know who's making you cum. Make sure everyone knows I own you." His thumb running over your clit as he curled his fingers against your sweet spot again, causing a high pitched moan to come from your throat. "Mmm, fuck, Jeonginnie do that again, felt good." "Yea? Is it gonna make you cum?" You nodded your head as he groped at your chest again. He leaned into the crook of your neck, biting a spot that just added that much more pleasure. "You better scream my name when you cum or i'll punish you. You dont want to find out what that's like." As much as the idea may have intrigued you, you weren't risking an orgasm for it. His request was easy to fulfill anyways, you were already whimpering and moaning, hell, you'd probably end up screaming it even if he hadn't asked. "F-fuck.. ahh shit- baby please, wanna cum.. Innie! Please wanna cum all over your fingers~" "You know what you need to do." He rubbed his thumb over your clit faster, curled his fingers more frequently, he could feel clenching around his fingers over and over again. "Come on, do it for me. Tell everyone." "Haaahh, fuckfuckfuck, just like that, mmm.. Jeonginnie.. Jeongin!" You screamed his name another two times as you came undone on his fingers. "See what happens when you're good for me? Promised I'd reward you." You nodded, whining when he took his fingers out. "Open." He held his slick covered fingers above your lips, you opened your mouth, cleaning your mess off of his fingers. He gave you a kiss "..taste so good."

He pulled completely away from you causing you to start whining, "Nooo~ innie.. please im being good, don't stop please." "Be patient and quit whining before I put your mouth to better use." "But-" He quickly took your panties off, shoving them in your mouth, holding your wrists to stop you from removing them. "Shut it. If you can be patient i'll take them out of your mouth." You nodded quickly, eyes quickly getting watery. he took them out of your mouth, "You gonna quit being a brat? Don't wanna punish you, baby." Your mind still fuzzy from your previous orgasm, clearly not thinking right. "I wasn't being a brat, you were being mean! Shoving my panties in my mouth 'n moving away from me!" "I'm gonna give you one chance to start begging for my forgiveness. Talking back like this after I just gave you what you wanted?" "I wanted more!"

"I was being nice, but if you want to act like an ungrateful slut, i'll treat you like one." He grabbed you by your hair, pulling you towards him before laying you over his knee. "Youre gonna count each time I spank you, let's start at 15 and see what that does for you. You'll thank me for it too, teach your some damn manners." "Nonono innie didnt mea- EEK!" His hand colliding with your ass, it fuckin hurt. it wasn't too bad just yet, you would be able handle it. He pulled you up by your hair again, "Start fucking counting before I move it to 30." "One.. thank you," his hand coming down on your other asscheek, "Mm.. Two, thank you." He continued to alternate sides, by 8 you were digging your nails into his arm, feet kicking in a feeble attempt. You were sobbing, it hurt so bad. "Innie.. i'm sorry please wont do it aga- ah!" You sniffled, "Nine, t-thank you. Innie please hurts so bad, I learned my lesso-AH!" That spank being harsher than the previous, "T-ten, thank you!" You just sobbed, not bothering to try and talk him out of it. Looking back at him when he didnt land another spanking,

"Think you learned your lesson, princess." He massaged your ass in his hand, soothing the bright red skin. Hand prints would definitely be there in the morning, "Gonna let Innie take care of you now?" He wiped your cheeks and got the drool off your chin. "Mhm.. sorry for acting bad.." "I know you're sorry, you learned your lesson, gonna listen to me from now on, yea?" "yes.. gonna be good for you. wan' be a good girl." "that's my baby, knew you'd come to your senses. c'mon sit on my lap right." You straddled his lap, hugging him as he kissed your head and face. You had intended to readjust yourself on his lap, moaning when your bare cunt came into contact with his boner. It felt good, you slid yourself against it one more time, Jeongin audibly groaning before grabbing your hips, holding you above him. You whined at the loss of contact. "You really are just a little slut for me, aren't you?" He looked down, seeing all your juices dripping on your thighs, "I punished you, and yet you're still a wet mess for me." You nodded enthusiastically at him, agreeing with everything he said. "Want it innie.. need you in me so bad.. He softly squeezed your ass, causing you to whimper, "I'll take care of you baby, let's lay you down."

"What are you gonna do Innie? Want you so bad..." "Shh, just relax, i'm gonna take care of you." He slid you right to the edge of the bed, legs being held open by his arms, your pussy on display just for him. He kissed the insides of your thighs, tasting you before he'd even properly began. "What are you supposed to say when i do something nice for you? I taught you manners." He laid his tongue flat, licking all the way up your pussy, before reaching your clit and lightly sucking in it. "Mhmmhm! thank you innie, don't stop, nobody does it like you, thankyouthankyouthankyou~" He hummed against your pussy, the vibrations causing you to shiver and arch your back. "..Taste so fucking good, could do this forever," You grabbed at his hair, thighs attempting to close before being separated again, "Behave." "But- fuck.. Innie I can't- Jesus Christ, haaa... Innie want more of you, moremoremore baby please!" "What do you want, sweetie? You want my fingers again? Speak up." "Mhm! Want your fingers, Love your hands! So big feel so good," He laughed lightly against your core, taking one finger and pushing it into your hole, slowly curling it as he pulled it out before sliding back in. You were morning for him, babbling incoherent nonsense. "Want another one Innie, more please," He added a second finger, scissoring the two, quickly fucking them into you. He circled your clit with his tongue, feeling it pulsate from all the stimulation. "Fuck, can't- stop its too much-" "I can you feel clenching around me, its not too much for you yet." You arched your back, grabbing the hand that was on your thigh and squeezing it. "Innie- need to cum, please wanna cum for you, need to cum for you letmeletmeletme-" He looked up at you, a silent yes. He flattened his tongue on your pussy before harshly sucking on your clit. "Jeongin! fuck cumming, cumming ahh- Jeonginnie!" He slowed his fingers down, helping your ride out your high, but that wasn't it.

He wasn't done. He took his fingers out and watched you clench around nothing. "Such a pretty pussy all for me." He tightly held your legs apart, "Jeong, what are you- oh fuck!" He hadn't gotten enough, he needed to taste you, small kitten licks on your clit before flattening his tongue out and then pushing it inside of you. You screamed, all way too much too soon. You thought you would pass out, your legs were shaking, tossing your head side to side and gripping the bedsheet. "JEONGIN!" There it was, you sounded so pretty screaming for him, he couldn't get enough of it, he had to make you do it again. "Fuck! oh my god, close again, gonna cum again, please- shit, Innie!" You were babbling non stop, trying so hard to close your legs, the pleasure was too much, you didnt know what to do. You just laid there and let him do as he pleased. "Innie~ cumming again- mm! ahh.. oh my god-" He had finally separated from your core, wiping his chin on the back of his hand. you were breathing heavy, your body unable to recover from the back to back orgasms.

"Hey, pretty, still here?" "Mhm... need to take a break can't think." "I was making sure you hadn't passed out, not asking if you needed a break. You don't need to think." You could hear him undoing his belt, "Innie I can't take anymore." "I decide when you can't take anymore." "But i'm too sensitive canttakeit." "You asked me to fuck you dumb, i'm gonna do that." He looked over at you, "Do you really want me to stop?" No... "Answer me." "Don't wan' you to stop.." "That's what I thought." He turned to face you, taking his shirt off "Holy shit.." "Hm?" "Wanna touch you so bad, hurry up." You could feel yourself getting wetter from just looking at him. All his muscles.. I mean you thought he worked out, sure! But he was so toned, his arms looked so nice. You wanted to claw at his back, leave hickeys on his chest and abs. You needed to fucking touch him.

Finally he had gotten to just his boxers, you knew he would big. I mean you felt it when you were on his thigh. and again when you sat on his lap, not to mention the tent it made, but you hadn't prepared to actually understand how much of a size difference you and Jeongin had. He stepped out of them and all you could do was stare. He wasn't big, he was huge. It was girthy, precum smeared across the tip. you backed up on the bed, sitting on your knees. "Innie, that's not gonna fit." "I'll make sure it does, dont worry your pretty little head." "No jeonginnie, its gonna fuckin tear me apart-" "Said I was gonna fuck you dumb, I meant it." He held your head up, "What do you want?" "Wanna touch you.." "Touch me wherever you want." He put one knee on the bed, enough to support his weight, you ran your hands over his arms "So muc bigger than me..." You ran your fingers over his chest,and then his stomach. "So handsome.. so big.." You looked down at his member, "Can.. I?" "Whatever you want, babygirl." You wrapped your hand around it, eyes going wide then you realized that you'd need two hands.

You put the tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. Your jaw already starting to hurt a bit, "Don't push yourself, fit as much as you can." You looked up at him, nodding a bit. How many times had he made you cum tonight? The least you could do is help him out here. You got a bit over half into your mouth comfortably, you weren't going to stop there though. You prepared yourself to fight off your gag reflex as much as possible before trying to get another inch or two in. You felt the tip hit the back of your throat, Jeongin groaned "oh fuckkk.." His hand finding its way to the back of your head, "That all you can fit in love?" You pulled yourself away, allowing your tongue to slid across the underside of his shaft before completely releasing him. You immediately wrapped your hands around it, moving them up and down at a steady pace. You could see Jeongin's saw tense, his breathing definitely becoming more rigid.

"Wanna fit more.. Wanna try and get it all in my mouth." He moaned as you said that, just you wanting to fit him in your mouth completely was already sexy, but when you looked up at him like that, with your whiny voice? It made his dick twitch in your hands, his precious babygirl trying so hard to please him. Your tiny mouth was already so full but you wanted to try. You swirled your tongue around the tip a few times, licking long strips along the sides, "Stop teasing me like that, can't control myself when you look at me like that." "Use me Innie, use my mouth however you want." You once again took him completely into your mouth, getting back to the same spot before looking up at him, his hand pushing your head further down. You moaned when you felt him get farther down your throat, your mouth felt so full but you want more, he could feel your throat contract around him. He whimpered a few times, "Baby, ahh- mmph.., fuck, stop doing that, gonna make me cum in your mouth if you don't quit." You nodded your head the best you could, "You want me to cum in your mouth?" You nodded again, humming slightly, earning a moan from him. "Gonna let me use your pretty throat?" You moaned around him, the thought of him using you however he pleased making you drip for him.

He held your head, bobbing you up and down, fucking your throat however he pleased. "Feels so fucking good.. wanna fuck your mouth until you can't take it anymore.." Your eyes began to water, he was picking up the pace, lazily thrusting into your mouth. "You think you can fit the rest in your mouth for me pretty girl?" You nodded your head, you needed to feel all of him. You had reached one of your hands down to rub your clit, desperate to feel something that could help you release. "Cmon princess just a little bit more, almost done." Tears were spilling out of your eyes, drool began to fall down your chin and to the valley of your breasts. He pushed the last bit of his dick into your throat, he could feel everything, all of your moans causing a vibration that made him whimper for you. "Fuck.. please.. let me-" You moved your head back, just enough to sink back down and deep throat him. He was moaning your name over and over pushing your head down slightly, slowly. "ahh shit.. y/n.. fuck.. wanna fuck your face so bad. just wanna use your pretty mouth. look so good with it stuffed full of my cock." You whined, nodding your head, silently begging him to just use you. He looked down at you, wiping the tear off your cheek before starting to fuck your face. He was ruthless, slamming you back down onto the full length after nearly pulling completely out of your mouth. he was cursing under his breath, telling you how good your pretty mouth felt, begging you to let him keep using you till he was satisfied. You hadn't stopped playing with you clit, your moaning only helping Jeongin reach his higher quicker. "Shit.. so fucking good.. so close, wanna cum in your mouth so bad- fuck- haaa.." You could feel him twitch in your mouth, waiting for his release. He gave you a few more harsh thrusts before pulling halfway out and cumming all over your tongue. Some of it spilling out onto your lips and chin. He lifted your chin up, "Dont swallow, show me." You opened your mouth for him, showing your tongue covered in his cum, "Swallow it, all of it." You did, the slightly salty flavor not bothering you. Opening your mouth to show him again that you'd swallowed all of his release. He collected remaining cum left on your on lips and chin onto his thumb, pushing it past your lips. You licked his finger, making sure to get every last bit. "That's my good little whore." "Are you proud of me Innie?" You wiped the drool on your chin off, not worrying about any of the tears. "So proud of you, took me so well. My good girl, always trying to please me." He leaned down to kiss you, the taste of his release still present.

He pushed you back onto the bed, leaning on top of you and kissing all your neck, continuing to litter it with marks. Everyone would know you were his. "Fucked your mouth, and now I get to fuck you stupid." "Wait Innie! Seriously it's too big, it's not gonna fit in me..." "I told you not to worry about it, i know you can take it." "But I don't- it won't-" He put one of your legs on his shoulder, holding the other to keep you spread open for him. "So pretty for me, love it so much... pussy made just for me. All mine. You're perfect for me." He grabbed your thighs, spreading them apart. You whimpered in his grasp, scared of how much it's going to hurt. "Do you want to stop? Because once I start i'm not stopping until youre crying and unable to say anything but my name. I'll fuck you all night, I dont care." You were scared, he was ruthless with you earlier, you had no clue what he was going to do to you now. But fuck, did you want to feel him inside of you. And more than anything, you didn't want to think. "Mhm.. you can try to make it fit.. wanna be good for you, don't wanna think.." "I promised I'd make you forget, I will." He put his hand your lower stomach, "You'll feel me all the way up here, won't be able to think about anything else." You gulped, struggling to breathe before nodding. "Now be a good girl and keep your legs apart for me, okay?" "Mkay Jeonginnie," You did just as he told you, trying not to close your legs at all, you felt the tip of his dick go through your folds a couple times, moaning at the sensation, still sensitive from earlier. "I know you can take it, pretty." You nodded your head, fear quickly turning into excitement, "Hurry Innie, want it..." He pushed the tip into your cunt, the stretch was painful, you reflexively tried to move away from him, being met with him grabbing your hips and pushing further into you. "JEONGIN! fuck- ahh- no- too full can't, can't, can't. No more Innie! too big, too big, i'm full already, can't take anymore." That's the second time he made you scream, he wasn't planning on it being the last. You were shaking your head side to side, babbling and crying. "C'mon princess, almost there, just a little bit more for me, taking me so well." He cursed under his breath, rubbling circles on your hips. You couldn't stop crying, the stretch was so much, and he seriously wasn't done yet? "Just do it, babe. Hurry please." He pushed into you, completely bottoming out, shaky breaths coming from him. He kissed your forehead, "You did it baby, so- fuckkk.. so proud of you darling." "It hurts Innie.. Hold my hand please.." He pinned your hand to the bed, intertwining your fingers together. "I'm gonna move, 'kay lovey? Promise i'll make you feel good, don't want you in pain." You were whimpering, nodding your head. He started so slow, only pulling out halfway before pushing back in. It had to have taken a solid 5 minutes of him barely moving just to even start to stretch you out.

"Haaa.. Jeonginnie, faster please, need more." You finally getting used to the stretch, enjoying the feeling of being so incredibly full. "You sure baby? Thought it was too much for you." He wanted to hear you beg for it, say it needed to be him. You bucked your hips up, attempting to feel some kind of friction that you needed so desperately. He groaned, "Shit- stop it-" You had started to roll your hips just slightly, "Innie please need you so bad.. ha~.. fuckfuckfuck, please innie want you. need you to do it for me.." you yelped, his hand harshly slapping your ass, "Whore for my dick now? Can't even listen right. Thought you had learned your lesson earlier." He pulled all the way out before pushing back into your velvety walls, he quickly gained speed. "Too much of a cock hungry bitch to remember the shit I say to you." You were thanking him, begging for more, saying it was too much all at the same time. He was kissing your cervix with each thrust, quickly snapping his hips into yours. "So big- fuck baby slo- ahh! mmph! slow down!" He had pushed your knees to your shoulders, giving himself the perfect angle to see his cock disappear into your hole. "Feel so good around me, made just for me.." Your head started to get cloudy, a knot In your belly forming again. "C-cum... wan' cum p-please." He angled himself up, aiming for the spot that would make you see stars. "Jeong- please so close-" "Who do you belong to?" "You! Just you! All yours. Just you, you Jeonginnie. fuck, ahh, too big so full-" "Beg." "W-what?" "Start begging." "Innie!! Stop... too fast- Can't think! Need to cum for you, have to. Love when you fuck me like this, dont stop, dont wan' you to stop!" "Say you're mine." "All yours Innie, belong just to you. Only want you." "You wanna cum on my dick?" "So bad!! Need to~! Need to cum on your cock please, havetohaveto~ please." "Cum for me, be good." "Haaa~ fuck.. gonna be good for you.. mmph! right there please- fuck- Innie! JEONGIN! c-cumming fuck-" he didnt slow down, continuing to fuck into at the same pace, getting you all the way through your orgasm before changing his angle.

"Mmm.. Innie. Dont stop, need it, please need you, need this." he ran his hand over your cheek, you turned your face to the side. "So tight.. thought I would've fucked you open... clenching around me like that." "Jeonginjeonginniejeonginjeongin!" You kept saying his name over and over, he couldn't get anything else out of you. "Baby went dumb from being fucked so good?" "Mhmmhm, Innie, haaa- Jeonginnie wan you, need you. Jeongin~" he ran his thumb over your lip, you opened your mouth for him. He put two fingers in your mouth, pushing on your tongue. you were drooling everywhere. "My messy whore, isn't that right? Jeonginnie's slut?" he took his fingers out of your mouth, wondering just what you'd have to say this time, "Wanna be your pretty slut, wan you to use me." "Oh yea? You that much of a whore for me?" "Mhm! Innie! Pleasepleaseplease, want Innie. Want Jeongin, fuck- haa.." You were gripping onto his biceps, digging your nails into them as he held your legs up. You were crying, babbling nonsense, he touched your cheek "Baby, dont cry, you're okay." "Nuh-uh not sad. Want you to fuck me like this forever, feels so good. Want you in me all the time, dont leave me. Need you innie, want you so bad." he groaned just hearing you, his cock twitching inside you. "Not gonna stop, gonna fuck you for as long as you want." "Mhm! please! dont stop, need you to cum in me. let me feel it. fill me up Innie." he threw his head back, cursing. "Such good pussy, take me so well." he grabbed your jaw, making you look at him.. fucked out face still somehow smiling at him,

"Wanna be my little cumdump? Take all of it like a good girl?" "Yes Sir! Want it so bad! Cum in me, need it." He had trained you real good, alright. "Open your mouth." You opened it, tongue laying flat, he spit onto it. "Swallow it." and you did. "God, such a dirty bitch, taking whatever i'll give you." "Only for you Innie, just you Sir, love you, love you Jeonginnie." His hips slowed down, he thought he was gonna cum right that second, "Mmm innie, dont stop! Need it bad! So close," He leaned in, kissing your swollen lips, fucking deep into you. He looked down, your tummy bulging every time he thrusted into you. He pushed down, causing your back to arch. "Feel me right here, yea?" You moaned so loudly, your face contorting into that of pure pleasure. "Mhm mhm! Feel it Innie, love it so much, harder! Want it harder." He gave you what you wanted, fucking into you harder, moving his hand down to rub your clit, feeling your cunt clamp down on him each time. "Say you love me, that you're mine." "l- haaa.. love you innie, wanna be all yours.." "You are all mine." "Promise?" "Swear baby." His thrusts got sloppy, "Cum in me jeongin, please!" you wrapped your legs around his waist, holding his closely before grabbing his face and kissing him, "Mm- love you innie, need you, can't live without you.. need you to fuck me every night... wan' love you forever" He'd made you absolutely stupid on his cock, you kept saying it over and over, his name and 'love yous', he pushed deep, letting out a moan as you clamped harder onto him, taking every last drop of his seed, you didnt care as long as it was him. He fucked his cum into you a few times, before pulling out, watching some of it drip out of your hole.

"Kiss.. want to kiss you." Taking your face in his hands, he kissed you, a deep, slow kiss. "I love you so much Jeonginnie. Only think about you." "Do you?" You pulled him on top of you "Love you more than anything, need you, don't know what to do without you." "Love you too babygirl, not gonna leave you. Lemme clean you up, We made a mess." You shook your head, "Don't care, just want you. Dont go, stay with me." "5 minutes and then were gonna get you cleaned up." "Mkay... I like you a lot.." You put your hand on his chest, he started laughing, "You dont say, would've never guessed with all the 'love you' and 'need yous' you said while I was fucking your brains out." You hit his chest lighting. " Don't laugh, im still- what's the word." He laughed at you again, "Fucked you a bit too good?" "I'm having a hard thinking about anything else, so I think you did your job. But, I do love you, can't live without you." "I know." "You love me too?" "Love you more than anything." "That's a whole lot." "You deserve it. My perfect girl. All mine, only for me." "Mhm.. just you.. only wanna be with you." he pulled your further into his arms, whispering in your ear, "Good, you never had a choice."

a/n: IM A FILTHY DEGENERATE. I AM DISGUTSING I CANNOT EVEN LOOK AT MYSELF. I AM SO NASTY. WAS THIS OVERKILL? HOW MUCH SMUT DID I PUT IN THIS HOE????? IM SORRRYYY??????? HELP? IM DIGUSTING I NEED GOD. im bad at paragraph breaking idk // hey god send me a bf/gf who's as obsessed with me as jeongin is with y/n. // being so fr I have bpd and that's the only reason I write obslove jeongin well, bc I live that. this is why I dont get into relationships. responsible adult choices. dont drink and drive or smth idk

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