#🌹 the sun can’t stop us au

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“Who… is that?”

Soooooo guess who got too involved in Rise Apritello ahahah— someone in a server I’m in had the thought of a circus au, and I took that one-sentence concept and ran with it. For miles. So there is a fic in works now and everything!

But the first step was obviously THE scene from The Greatest Showman. I mean, every fandom and ship’s got it, right?

Bonus initial sketches because I found the transformation funny (also I have never drawn April before and it turned out to be extremely painful lmao <3)

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Make a wish for Flip please?? 🌹

A/N: Thank you so much for sending this in! I love soft prompts like this for my mr zimmerman, I hope that you enjoy this little something! :,)

1k, warnings for pregnancy, set in the Darling Jewish Wife AU

Lying on the large picnic blanket, you’re admiring the way the light shines through the orange leaves of the lakeside park on one sunny afternoon. It was a rare day for the sun to be out for it to still be chilly, a cloudless powder blue thirty degree day, which meant that just about everyone was outside enjoying the weather.

It was going to get snowy and bitter cold soon, so many of your neighbors in Colorado Springs were treating this as the last true day of autumn, before that strange in-between period when all the leaves started to fall and it felt like winter arrived.

You and Flip are doing just the same, he called you excitedly to ask him to join you at the park as he got out of work early. Too much overtime, he had said, but you were sure he just lied to Bridges to get out of the office.

Your husband was a bit of a golden retriever when it came to the crisp leaves, brisk air, hot coffees and apple ciders of autumn. So you packed a basket and drove your convertible down to the park where he had happily embraced you.

Now, you’re trying to enjoy the peace of the water, when heavy thunk!s of something hitting the water keep distracting you, making you prop yourself up on your side and ask, “What are you doing, handsome?”

“Have you ever heard that thing about how if you can throw a stone ten skips, and you make a wish, it’ll come true?” He’s facing the lake, bent over and searching the grassy ground for something.

“No I haven’t. Are you just chucking shit into the lake?” Chuckling to yourself, you shake your head at him fondly, watching as he freezes mid-grasp of a nice flat looking rock.

“Maybe.” He blushes, and you can’t help but laugh a little more, loving him with your whole heart, especially when he asks you, “Will you show me how to do it?”

Flip definitely had a problem with being too proud for his own good sometimes. A typical Taurus, he was stubborn as all hell, so he often refused to ask for help even when he needed it. But for whatever reason, maybe because you’re heavily pregnant with his baby, he’s been feeling a little more vulnerable these days. You’re more than happy to do what he asks, because he asks for things so far and few in between.

“Help me up.” You reach out your hands for him, and he quickly abandons the lakeside and rushes to you, using his strength to get you onto your feet. That was becoming harder and harder these days, but eventually you managed and hoped that you didn’t look too ridiculous to the passersbys in the park.

Not letting go of your hand, Flip leads you over to the lakeside, and offers you a variety of rocks that you reject, until finally he picks one up that is flat and smooth enough to work. Coming to stand close against him, you place the rock in his hand and demonstrate the motion with your own, “It’s all in the flick of the wrist.”

“You’re so big.” Flip grins, loving the sight of you healthy and glowing in the cool light. He’s not paying attention to your demonstration, but that’s okay. You love him enough to show him again and again.

“I know.” You pat your stomach with your hand gently, due to have this baby in just two weeks. You couldn’t wait to have this snuggly bundle of joy out of your body and in the real world, it had been a long pregnancy. “I wish I could stand behind you and take your hand, you know, like in the movies.”

“That’s okay ketsl,” Flip takes the proper stance and asks, “Is it like this?”

On the first throw, it kerplunk!s right into the water without so much of a single skip, making you crack up with laughter. Flip’s ears go red, but he’s determined, that’s one thing that the Marines made even more evident -- he wasn’t going to stop until he got a skip.

“Try again.” You encourage him, pushing him a little to go pick up another rock.

The second and third times are also pitiful, but on the fourth he manages to get it to skip three times before sinking, and this makes him whirl around and put his hands up in the air for you to jump and high-five.

“There!” You beam at him, proud that he didn’t give up when you know how frustrated he can sometimes get over things that didn’t really matter, “You’ve got it!”

On the sixth attempt, he got the stone to skip ten whole times before sinking, and even people who are walking by with their families, strollers, dogs, bicycles, are all stopping to point out how impressive that was. Your husband beams with pride, and once again immediately looks to you for your praise.

Instead of giving it to him with words, you simply grasp him by the collar of his sherpa lined jacket and tug him town to meet your lips with a smiling kiss. He happily wraps his arms around you and holds you close, kissing you back with happy excitement.

“Make a wish honey.” You smile brightly.

Flip looks out at the lake then, and then looks back down at you, a light blush to his cheeks and the tips of his ears as he rubs his nose against yours and replies with a dreamlike look to his eyes, “It already came true.”

Grinning at him, you only kiss him again, and again, the stones, the picnic, and the park melting away into the background of your love.

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Double Trouble (21+): INDULGENCE

{ Double Trouble: Double STUFFED Snacks Edition }

✯♛❀Mature Drabbles❀♛✯ Come get a mouthful 🔞

Part 1 | Part 2✓ | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 |

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networks — @superm-net @/bbh-net @/exowritersnet

pairing — Hyun & You

word count — 2.3k

genre — romance, domestic!au, boyfriend! Hyun

category — fluff, mutual pining, hyun is hyun

A request? Yes from me :’D

[ This chapter contains: pure smut and romance. Smut details under the cut 🌹 ]

A/N: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Intimacy in the bathtub is on the menu~

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“I wanna get - wild”

The smut contains: body worship, breeding kink, orgasm denial/edging, praise kink

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Life has been passing you by lately. Days become weeks. Weeks become months. Between work and school that take up 99% of your energy, you rarely have time for anything else. You can’t remember the last time you truly had a day off to rest, let alone share more than 2 words with your boyfriend before your head hits the pillow or he heads off to work. You’ve fallen into this routine of moving around the house without bumping heads, but honestly, you miss him so much at this point that you miss the fights you used to have.

The fights. The Hyun. The sex - don’t even get you started on the lack of sex. It’s been forever since you’ve shared more than a chaste kiss with him; you’re going insane. All the mornings spent watching him button up his shirt under the favor of the sun shining on his honey toned skin and the nights when he excused himself to the bathroom after looking into your tired eyes have you pulling your hair out. If you knew how much of a cockblock it would be to accept your promotion at work, you would have declined.

-Okay, that’s a bit of a stretch. You’ve been wanting that promotion for a while; it’s just your “dick” talking. As the experts say, the clitoris has more nerve endings in it than any dick alive, and your boyfriend knows how to ignite every single one inside of you. If only he was here with you right now.

For some damn reason, the universe decided to give you a break. The day off you asked for. And chose to thrust your boyfriend right in the middle of an important business deal at work. Of all the damn Saturdays, he’s been cooped up in his office downtown all day. The most sensible thing you could do besides losing your voice from screaming at the world is sleep, so sleep you did. If a lioness can rest 20 hours a day, so can you. Well, more like 12, but who’s counting?

Like after all long and needed hibernations, you wake up with a plan. Three words: lush, bubbles, and wine. All that’s missing is a few texts to your beloved boyfriend to get the ball rolling. Four years together has taught you many things. Hyun is a very punctual man; you know his schedule by heart now. When his daily 6pm text informing you he will be heading home comes in, your open robe and the diamond earrings he gifted you have never looked better in this evening-style lighting.

Come home soon 💝

You pray he doesn’t get in a car wreck trying to make his way back to you. In the meantime, you prepare the bathtub that you fought tooth and nail for, setting a few bottles of your favorite scents on the top of the steps. You’ll cry over the water bill another day, tonight is for indulgence and the first stop is exploring Hyun’s body.

You hear the front door close over the sound of rushing water, lighting the last vanilla scented candle with a smile before walking back to your room to greet him. The hurried taps of his dress shoes on the floor have you crossing your arms, leaning casually against the bathroom doorway. The moment Hyun’s eyes land on you, he licks his lips, taking the last couple of steps to meet you.

“Hello, Mr. Byun,” you smile coyly.

His chuckle brushes against your waiting lips. “Hey, baby,” he murmurs warmly, cupping your cheek and lightly slipping his fingers into your hair. Seconds feel like hours until he finally presses his soft lips to yours. You moan in surprise when he immediately traces the seam of your lips with the tip of his tongue, sealing your lips in a deep kiss. Your knees weaken, hands clutching at the fluffy fabric of his coat. Hyun kisses you in a frenzy that he rarely regards you with. Longing. Lust. Love. The audible smack of his lips devouring yours has a waterfall flowing between your legs.

As if sensing your longing, Hyun pulls back a little to look into your eyes, tucking your hair behind your ear. “What’s the occasion, my love?”

“Nothing,” you lean into his touch, closing your eyes as he caresses your cheek. “I just missed you.”

Hyun’s cinnamon scent surrounds you entirely, interwinding with his minty breath. He kisses your forehead. “I missed you more,” he murmurs.

Your smile widens as you feel his lips curl up.

“You’ve prepared a lot,” he notes, fiddling with the tied bow on your robe and looking over your shoulder into the bathroom with a smile.

“Of course I did,” you tilt your head when he brushes his lips over your neck. “It’s been forever.”

Hyun chuckles, tickling your neck. “It has been a while.”

“Hyunnie,” you call him to get his attention. When his eyes meet yours, you step back to untie your robe, letting it fall to the floor. The way his breath hitches has a pleasant shiver going down your spine, and the adoration shining in his brown eyes makes your heart swell.

“How do you want me, baby?” he asks, looking you up and down while shrugging off his coat.

“Now,” you reply, sliding your hands down his firm chest, leaning in for another kiss.

“Baby,” he murmurs, holding you close and continuing when you hum, “you’ll have to move if you want it in the tub.”

You pause and lean back, smiling sheepishly as he just chuckles, caressing your warm cheek. Tucking your fingers in the loops of his dress pants, you slowly walk backward into the bathroom, loving the way his eyes dilate when they drift down to your chest. “Hyunnie,” you perk up, raising a brow. “You’ll have to get undressed if you want to join me.”

He slowly drags his eyes back up to meet yours, sliding his hands down to grip your ass. Your hitches when he presses his body to yours, hearts racing as one and his erection against your stomach. The way his fingertips slide down the back of your inner thighs has your insides quivering. Hyun gives you one more knee-weakening kiss before letting you go, slowly unbuttoning his white dress shirt one by one as you turn to climb into the tub, arching your back to show him exactly what he’s been missing out on.

You hear his belt clatter to the floor before you’re settled in the warm water, looking back at him just in time to watch him strip out of his pants and boxers, presenting himself to you. You make a noise in the back of your throat, chin on your palm while admiring him. Fuck - yeah, it’s been way too long since you’ve had this view.

Hyun joins you in the bath and you meet him halfway, straddling his lap and bracing your hands on the ledge behind him with ease. He parts his lips only to groan, gripping your hips when you rock against him. You can’t help but smile, resting your forehead on his while continuing to grind on him. You know how this goes. Hyun has never been someone to rush things, especially when it comes to this. Just thinking about the last time you were intimate like this with him has your inside quivering again. The wetness at your core aids you in gliding along his cock.

“Fuck you’re perfect,” he whispers, his head thudding lightly against the back of the tub. His half-lidded eyes look up at you, drinking you in. Your thighs are already trembling and he hasn’t even touched you yet.

“Only for you,” you breathe, your breath hitching when his lips brush your collarbone.

“Mmm, so needy.” Hyun slides his lips down your chest, pressing a kiss over your beating heart, making you gasp at his fingers slipping between your legs, “and wet.”

You can’t reply even if you wanted to, his fingers rub around your clit in the most agonizingly slow pace, dipping the tips of his fingers in your core with every slide on his cock. If you weren’t in the bathtub you’d need two towels to sustain the amount of arousal dripping out of you. You jolt up with a loud moan when he suddenly pinches your clit between his fingers. You hide your face in his neck, feeling more than bashful. It’s been way too long since you last did this with him, you’ve forgotten how well he knows the ins and outs of your body, and all the ways to make you loud for him.

“Baby,” Hyun murmurs into your ear. He presses a kiss to it, gently urging you out from your hiding place. “Look at me, please.”

You reluctantly comply, peeking at him with warm cheeks as he cups your face, swiping his thumb over your cheekbone.

“Never hide from me,” he stares right into your eyes, brushing your hair over your shoulder. “You’re beautiful.”

You gulp, nodding as he presses his lips to yours, muffling your moan when he slips a finger inside of you with ease, quicking adding another. Hyun’s lips caress your skin from your blushing cheek to your chest, sucking your nipple into his mouth. You arch against him, crying out when he scissors his fingers inside of you, crooking them up to that spot that has you trembling around him within seconds. Hyun wraps an arm to keep you steady when you arch your back even more, throwing your head back as he alternates between your breasts.

“Hyunnie,” you pant, tangling a hand in his hair. Holding onto the silky, soft strands does little to distract you from the tension building between your legs. You nearly fall over the edge when he presses his thumb to your clit. “I-I’m close.”

“So pretty,” he murmurs, pressing another smooch between your breasts. “Let go, my love.”

You squeeze your eyes shut, quivering in his lap. His words alone can do it for you. You want to, oh boy do you want to, but- “I want to come with you,” you pant, tugging lightly on his hair. You grind down on his fingers despite your words, chasing the feeling in your stomach until he pulls his fingers out of you.

Your eyes snap open, preparing to demand for an explanation before you feel the tip of his cock against your entrance. You suck in a breath, meeting his eyes. Hyun licks his lips, staring you down while rubbing his cock between your folds, slapping it against your clit. His lips quirk up when you whimper. He guides his cock back down to your entrance, grabbing your hips as you slowly slide down on his cock. There’s no surprise why you take him to the hilt with ease. You almost regret doing this in the tub; you wish you could hear his cock sliding inside of you.

“Fuck,” Hyun huffs, eyes fluttering when you grind with him fully inside of you. “You feel so good, baby. So perfect around my cock.”

“Mmm you’re stretching me out so well,” you murmur into his ear, licking your lips with a grin when he groans. “Can’t wait to feel your cum in me.”

“Did you take your pill?” he pants, meeting your thrusts halfway, the water swaying chaotically around you.

His question makes you pause. “I…” you swear under your breath, avoiding his questioning stare. “No,” you admit. You knew you were forgetting something. A day off of your routine always results in you forgetting something, but you’ve never forgotten this. You risk a glance at Hyun, “do you want to stop?”

He shakes his head, raising a brow. “Do you?”

“No,” you start moving slowly again, the throbbing between your thighs almost unbearable. “Once shouldn’t hurt, right?” you wink, smiling cheekily at him.

“That’s not how things work, baby,” he chuckles breathlessly, his rumbling chest and the swaying water feels amazing against your nipples.

“What would you do,” you continue, suddenly feeling breathless. “If I was pregnant with your baby?”

“I wouldn’t mind,” he says quietly, one hand sliding up your back and the other pressing you down on him, his cock entering you at a deeper angle.

“What would you say,” you pant, gripping him tight as tension builds in your stomach, “if I wanted it?”

“I’d fill you up every night,” Hyun grits out between groans, his cock throbbing inside of you as you pick up the pace. “Fill your perfect pussy up with my cum until your pretty tummy swells.”

“Fuck, Hyunnie, please,” you lightly thud your forehead to his, thighs shaking.

“Would you like that, baby?” he slips his hand between your legs, rubbing your clit so lightly you cry out from the teasing. “Hmm? Do you want to come with my cum dripping down your thighs?”

“Fuck!” you can’t take it anymore, shattering around him.

“That’s it,” he whispers, groaning as your core grips his cock like a vice. “Such a perfect pussy, my perfect girl.” He grips you tightly, pounding you through your high, sending your every nerve ending alight.

“Hyunnie,” you dig your nails into his shoulders, growing breathless as he finally comes, burying his cock inside of you. The feeling of his tip kissing your cervix has your sore walls clenching down on him. You sit there for a moment, catching your breath before cupping his face in your hands. “Hyun, did you - do you…”

He meets your eyes, planting a kiss on your nose with a sweet smile. “Always,” he whispers like it’s a secret, pulling you closer. “If it’s with you.”

“We are too busy to have kids,” you mutter, hit with post-nut clarity, a spark of panic budding in your chest.

Hyun rests a hand on your cheek, tilting his head while continuing to smile at you. “Relax, baby. We’d figure things out.” He kisses your head. “We always do.”

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Part 1 | Part 2✓ | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 |

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Heheee one more! Aerial Acrobatics Donnie, with some of the surface level info I have for him right now (still working on fleshing this thing out)