#👉🏼👈🏼 me next pls

[sparklingchim]

summer playlist; m | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 4k

genre: hockeyplayer!jungkook, richgirlie!oc, college!au, fwb, brother's best friend

rating: 18+

warnings: semi public sex, blowjob, spanking, jk is truly obsessed w her <3, protected sex, nipple play, jk leaves a hickey n oc gets upset 🙄, spit, dirty talk, his necklace dangling in her face 😋, jk's rejection count: TWO !!!!, pls someone hug him 🫂, fingering, clit play, groping

summary: pov: jungkook dedicates a cute playlist to you and fucks you to it on the balcony.

a/n: ur honour i was forced to write this don't come for me !!! 👉🏼👈🏼 enjoy the filth 😋

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One of your favourite forms of self-care and relaxation is Pilates.

You love dressing up in your cute gym wear sets – you own countless of them, even though you never actually work out in the gym; they’re purely for the aesthetics – and grabbing a big water bottle along with your laptop for at least half an hour dedicated me-time.

It’s a bright morning and you’re on the balcony. The sun is gently warming the air as you’re following a Pilates video on your laptop, which is propped up on the couch. Jungkook’s playlist, the one he created just for you, is playing softly in the background, providing the perfect soundtrack without drowning out the instructor’s voice.

Truly, nothing can beat these types of mornings.

But of course, something had to interrupt your peace.

While you’re on your hands and knees, your phone vibrates next to the mat. You ignore it the first few times, but it keeps buzzing. With an annoyed huff, you grab it and unlock the screen.

Jungkook’s spamming you with numerous messages.

Jungcock 😋

hi

morning

watchu up to

im taking a run in the park

and im boored

are u up?

entertain me

You

omg did you change your contact's name again

stop doing that

how can you text and run?

He doesn’t reply. Instead, he calls you on FaceTime.

“How many times do I have to tell you?” Jungkook says in a raspy voice, the screen shaking a bit as he runs his miles around campus. “I’m good at everything I do.” His tight black tee clings to his chest, displaying his big pecs. You feel your breath hitch and you’re not sure if it’s from your workout or the sight of him.

“Your ego, Jungkook,” you reply, shaking your head in disbelief. “Too big.” You set your phone down with an exasperated sigh, leaning it against the feet of the couch. His eyes drift down to your cleavage.

“I think my ego is perfectly fine. Flashing his dimples as you roll your eyes at him. “What are you doing?” he asks, sounding a bit breathless – so hot, but you brush it off. You’re a strong girl, after all.

“Was doing Pilates until you rudely interrupted me,” you say skipping back on the YouTube video and picking up where you left off. “Don’t you have other girls to entertain you?”

“None of them are as cute as you,” he replies smoothly, and you can’t help but wish he wouldn’t be so good at flirting. “You look hot in that fit.”

“Thanks.” You follow the instructions on the screen. It turns out to be a bit harder to focus with a sweaty, ruggedly handsome Jungkook right beneath it.

“Are you listening to my playlist?”

“Yeah,” you admit, smiling.

Your thoughts wander back to the time Jungkook made that playlist for you. You had told him you never really listened to playlists, just played one song and let the auto-play feature do the rest. He was so stunned by that revelation that he spent an afternoon creating a cute little summer playlist just for you.

“Good choice,” he grins, clearly pleased with himself.

“I actually really like the playlist.”

“Of course. I make the best playlists,” he boasts, and you can’t help but chuckle at his confidence.

An exhausted sigh escapes your lips. After finishing the set, you change into the child pose and take deep breaths, relaxing the muscles.

“Taehyung’s at his morning class?” he asks.

“Uh-huh.”

“Can I come over?”

You lift your head to look at the screen. He’s running at a more leisurely pace, looking even more irresistible.

“Like, right now?”

“Yeah.”

“But I’m busy,” you argue, teasing him with a thoughtful pout. On the screen, the instructor announces that the little break is over, and you should get ready for your next set, but you’re not listening anymore. What’s happening on the little screen in front of you is far more enticing.

“Busy, huh?” he mocks with a smirk. “Maybe I can help you with what you’re doing.” His eyes light up with excitement as he pushes his hair from his forehead. “Or you wanna get busy together?”

Unfortunately, it seems you’re not as strong a girl as you thought. You’re very weak. His teasing question, coupled with his wicked tongue grazing his lip piercing, has you weak in the knees. You want nothing more than him on the couch and you straddling him.

“I won’t take up too much of your time,” he promises, the sweet smile back on his face. “Unless you want me to.” He raises an eyebrow teasingly.

“Just come over,” you tell him with a hint of irritation.

Jungkook has the audacity to chuckle, and you frown at him.

“Be quick, or I’ll change my mind.”

~

“Hi.” Jungkook pokes his head out from the balcony.

You squeal, placing a hand over your chest.

“Jungkook!” you exclaim. “What happened to ringing the bell like normal visitors?”

“Why did you give me the passcode then?” he retorts cheekily, ogling the snug fit of your gym wear.

“Because I had severe cramps and didn’t wanna get up from the couch.”

Thinking back on that specific day, you feel a spark of giddiness bloom in your chest. You had gotten your period, were battling atrocious cramps, and top of it, you had run out of pads. With Taehyung not home and needing them urgently, you knew Jungkook was always quick to reply to your texts. So, you decided to ask him if he could pick up some pads for you.

Twenty minutes later, he showed up at your door not only with the pads but also with snacks. You could see the faint pink flush on his cheeks when he asked, “Girls like eating chocolate when they’re on their period, right?” and hesitantly handed you the snacks.

And then, you did something that still makes you ponder at night – you cuddled without having had sex before. Oddly enough, it felt more intimate than any sexual encounter. Granted, you did get up to some naughty things afterwards, but still. Jungkook had cuddled you through your cramps and even endured watching reality tv shows he claims to despise once again.

“Well, I didn’t wanna disrupt you.” Jungkook walks over to the couch. He grabs your laptop, settles down, and places it on his lap. “Not now, anyway.”

You shift to sit on your knees. Briefly glancing at the screen where the instructor does the next set of exercises before drifting to Jungkook’s smitten face. His skin glistens with a thin sheen of sweat, and his chest still rises and falls a bit faster than usually.

You nod towards him, eyes clinging to his muscular thighs that peek out from his shorts. “How am I supposed to focus when-” When you look like that. But the words catch in your throat.

Jungkook is so shamelessly cocky, he places his hands behind his head. “When what?”

You sigh in irritation, close the video, and slide the laptop off his lap and onto the couch. He opens his legs for you. “Forget this,” you huff, placing your hands on his knees. Jungkook leans in, crashing his lips onto yours, his hand cupping your face.

The kiss is needy and messy. He teases you with his tongue, and you playfully respond until he tugs on your bottom lip with his teeth, causing you to moan and lose yourself in the feeling of his mouth. In less than a minute, Jungkook has you completely pliant in his embrace.

The balcony is surrounded by tall privacy screens and partially shaded by a large canopy, providing privacy from prying eyes.

Your hands slide up his legs, underneath his shorts. You feel his thighs flex on your palm and you squeeze them back in response.

“Wanna feel your mouth,” Jungkook whispers against your lips, sighing in pleasure when you just barely graze your fingers against his cock that strains against the material of his briefs.

Jungkook impatiently pulls down his shorts and briefs and you help him. His cock springs out and stands prettily against his abdomen. Your mouth waters and you have to tell yourself to calm down – he's just a boy and you’re too whipped.

You spit on his cock and coat his length with it. You twist your hand as you slowly pump him and he grows even harder within your grasp, becoming veiny and heavy. You stick out your tongue and give him a few licks over his tip. Jungkook sharply inhales, a gentle moan following right after when he sees you tapping his dick against your tongue.

“Fuck, babe.” He takes his cock in his own hand and continues tapping his head against your tongue. He runs his tip across your mouth too, watching with keen, clouded eyes as he creates a little mess on your face. When he’s finished, he lets you grab his cock again. You wrap your lips around his dick and start bobbing your head up and down.

“That’s right,” he says, brushing your hair behind your ear. His eyes close as you take him deeper into your mouth and his head falls back. With his palm on the back of your head, he presses your head down. A curse flees his lips as almost his entire length vanishes into your mouth.

Jungkook forces his eyes open and moans at the sight of your mouth full of his cock. He loves watching you suck his cock and you love hearing him moan for you.

You’re a little breathless when you release his cock with a lewd pop sound, and your eyes a bit teary too. You stroke his dick and dip down to suck on his balls.

“So good. Fuck – you know what to do,” he mumbles like he’s drunk and you giggle at his comment.

“You like that?”

“So fucking much.” His hand caresses your head, so soft at handling you, but the way desire pinches his brows together shows how much he is struggling to restrain himself from just shoving his entire length down your throat. “Come here.” His tatted hand glides down your shoulder, pulling you up onto his lap.

He squeezes your ass and delivers it a little smack. “You’re so hot.” He peeks over your shoulder, watching the supple flesh fill his hands completely.

“How can you claim to be an everything guy when you’re clearly an ass guy.”

Jungkook takes offense at that. “I am an everything guy!” His hands quickly move to your breasts and he kneads them through your sports bra. “I love your tits just as much.” The tight material presses them snugly together. “I love every part of you.”

You feel a gentle warmth in your cheeks, but you laugh it off. “That is so playboy behaviour of you, Jungkook.”

A frown spreads on his face, lips puckering the slightest bit. “I’m no playboy,” he grumbles as he plays with your tits. Planting little kisses along your neck as if to add sincerity to his words.

You push his arms away and try to stand up, but Jungkook quickly pulls you back onto his lap, firmly gripping your waist.

“Where are you going?” he asks, his tone almost scolding. You grasp his wrist, but he doesn’t let go, his hands remaining firmly in place.

“Condoms,” you remind him. He lets out a quiet, muffled “oh”, and his grip loosens with a reluctant sigh. “’Cause, you know. We hook up with other people.”

Jungkook scoffs at your remark.

“What?” Tilting your head slightly. “I saw you with Nayeon at the party.” You try to sound as least huffy as you can.

“And you fucked Eunwoo,” he counters.

You actually didn’t – you just made out with him. You deliberately chose a spot so Jungkook could see you from the couch, with Nayeon clinging to his side, just because you wanted him to see you.

“So?”

Jungkook levels you with a piercing gaze but remains quiet. He gives your butt a pat and nods towards the balcony door. “Go get the condom.”

When you fetch a condom from your room and return to Jungkook, you see saliva dripping from his lips and he lubes himself up as his pretty fingers wrap around him and stroke his cock. He looks unfairly hot doing the filthiest things.

“Bend over my lap,” he instructs when you hand him the condom, but he ignores it and drops it next to him.

He helps you settle onto his lap, your tummy pressed against one of his thighs and your ass in the air. Jungkook rolls the tight fabric of your shorts over your ass. He flicks your panties aside and groans at the pretty sight in front of him. Wet pussy peeks out from between your soft thighs.

His finger swipes across your pussy. “So wet for me. Can’t wait to have my dick in your pussy, huh?” He rubs your arousal over your pussy, spreading your folds to spit and make an even bigger mess. He’s having so much fun teasing and rubbing you, playing a little with your clit and dipping the tip of his finger inside you.

“Jungkook,” you whine, looking over your shoulder. “We don’t have that much time.”

“Sorry.” He circles your hole with two fingers and plunges them deep inside you. “Better, princess?” he asks after you choke on a moan, mocking you with fake sympathy.

“Yeah, better.” The words roll off your tongue in a soft whisper. Jungkook curls his fingers and your eyes roll involuntarily. “So good.” His other hand rolls the plump flesh of your ass around his palm, sometimes squeezing and leaving his fingerprints on your skin.

He’s fast in figuring out a rhythmic way to move his fingers that instantly unfurls pleasure all over your body. Jungkook knows your body all too well; he has perfected the art of knowing what you like the most.

It makes you think back to high school when you had the biggest, silliest crush on him and wanted nothing more than his attention. Who could blame you? Your older brother’s hot best friend was the captain of the school’s hockey team and practically lived at your house.

Of course, developing a crush on him was inevitable. But you never showed him that you found him cute – you treated him like your older brother’s annoying best friend who was always around. Bickering was just the nature of your friendship. Sometimes, you’d get annoyed when your dad paid more attention to Jungkook. It wasn’t because he preferred Jungkook over you, but because your dad, a high-profile NHL General Manager, supported the boys on their journey.

Every girl in school was swooning over him – they still are. And you’re not the only girl he’s paying attention to. You have to force yourself to admit that he’s hooking up with other girls too, because denying it would make this seem so serious, and the thought of things becoming serious scares you.

You’re content with how things are between you two – you’re not foolish enough to turn this simple, silly arrangement into something serious when you know it wouldn’t last. Taehyung being the main reason for that. But you don’t want Jungkook in a romantic way anyway, and he doesn’t too.

Jungkook smacks your butt, soothing the sharp hit by running his hand over your burning skin right after. “Want your little pussy to be a mess for me.”

It is, you want to say. You are. But you’re lost in the tingling pleasure that clouds your mind, leaving you with nothing but desperate need for him. Any rational thoughts vanish, replaced by an angelic, repetitive chant of his name. Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook.

And with only Jungkook your mind, you cum around his fingers, walls clenching as the rush of your high envelops you completely.

“Good girl.” His fingers lather your slick all over your pussy, marvelling at how much it glistens under the sun, watching how it sticks to the pad of his fingers in little strings. “So pretty.” He discards your shorts and panties before pulling you up and making you straddle him.

Your arms drape over his shoulders as he takes in your weary expression, a small smirk rising on his face.

“So annoying,” you mutter and his smile grows wider. You smooch his dimple and rest your forehead against his neck when Jungkook rolls the condom over his cock and you feel him lift your hips up a little to align his tip with your entrance.

He stretches you out in a familiar, delicious way. Burying himself so deep inside you as you sink down on him. Your nose brushes his jaw and a shaky moan bubbles up when you move your hips and feel the full size of his cock.

Jungkook hands stay on your hips, guiding your movements before they sneak behind you and anchor themselves in your butt and you sniff a laugh, leaning back to peer at his face.

“Why?” he questions, curiosity piqued. Even though he doesn’t know why you’re amused, a soft smile spreads on his face.

“Nothing.” Your fingers gently weave through his smooth hair, playing with the strands at the back of his head. “Just you.”

The corners of his mouth curl upward and a satisfied, cocky glint settles in his eyes.

“Take this off,” you say, tugging at the tight-fitting shirt covering his upper half. Jungkook pulls it over his head, revealing a shiny silver necklace decorating his neck. “Is this new?” You trace the delicate chain with your nail.

“Yeah,” he grins proudly. Setting your laptop aside on the coffee table, he manhandles you onto your back, pushing his cock even further into you as he sits on his knees and leans over you. “You like it?”

The necklace dangles just above your face, its silver chain shimmering and momentarily catching your attention. You pull him closer by tugging on it.

“It’s pretty. Suits you.”

The compliment conjures a boyish smile on his lips, making his face soften with a warm, endearing glow – such a sweet contrast to the way he pounds into you with practised movements, his skin covered in sweat yet again, but not for the innocent reason of keeping fit for hockey, but for the wicked reason that Jungkook can’t control his desire to fuck his best friend’s younger sister and keeps coming back to you despite having so many other options.

Jungkook drags your bra down and squeezes your breast, loving the heavy feel of your supple flesh filling his closed fist.

You throw your legs around his waist to pull him even closer to you, if that’s even possible, and Jungkook deepens his thrusts, leaving you gasping for air and holding onto his shoulders, needing something to sink your nails into.

He dips his head down and catches your pebbled and sensitive nub in his mouth, sucking and licking and making your moans whinier. Jungkook leaves tiny flecks of spit on your skin as he peppers your chest and neck with smooches.

Jungkook’s touches send waves of euphoria through you, leaving your thoughts scattered and your senses heightened by how good he makes you feel, chasing your high as you concentrate on the way he reaches your sweet spot every time his body meets yours, so you only realise Jungkook is nibbling and sucking on your neck when you feel his teeth poke you.

“Jungkook,” you scold him, yanking him by the hair.

“What?” He peers at you through his big, round doe eyes.

“Why would you do that?” Your finger grazes the spot where he was just working hard to create a little hickey. “You know I don’t like that.”

“But you look pretty with it.” His brows raise to make his point clear. “Trust me.” He smiles at you in an annoyingly charming way, giving the freshly created hickey a gentle kiss. “A little love bite.” Love bite. You don’t want to dwell on how those words make you feel.

The only thing you want to think about is how close you are to cumming.

“Don’t do that again.” You avoid his gaze and cast it downwards, where he disappears into you. “Just– just make me cum.”

He pushes your leg up, his palm firmly against the back of your thigh. His sparkly necklace catches your attention, swinging in front your face, and it's the way he looks – his face flushed with desire, eyes smouldering, and every muscle taut with intensity – that makes it impossible to look away, leaving you completely captivated as you listen to his pretty moans that sound even better than the song playing in the background.

Your fingers trail down his chest, brushing over his hard abs as a faint attempt to moan his name rolls of your tongue and you bask in the bliss that floods through you.

“Fuck, ___,” he rasps when he feels you squeezing his cock. “Gonna cum too.”

His thrusts become sloppy as Jungkook loses himself in the feeling of release. His moans are breathy and low and you hear him stutter when he finally comes undone too. The muscles on his tummy clench and you feel his grip on your thigh tighten as Jungkook moves his hips slowly now. With rosy cheeks and a look of deep satisfaction brightening his face, he leans in, and presses a fervent kiss to your lips.

You’d love to stay like this with him a bit longer, teasing and annoying each other until you’re ready for another round. But the reminder that Taehyung’s class will end soon brings you back to reality. You only ever have these secret moments for a limited time before reality comes crashing back down.

“Think we should head inside?” you ask.

“Uh-huh.” He’s busy dotting your neck with gentle kisses.

“You’d have to get off me, y’know?”

He chuckles, and you feel a ticklish flutter in your tummy.

“Just wait a minute.”

~

You step back inside once you’re both clothed again and you managed to pry Jungkook off you after he stubbornly clung to you for what felt like ages. Definitely longer than just a minute.

“We could make this exclusive, if you’d want that,” Jungkook proposes, stepping closer and you feel his heavy gaze lingering on you.

“Huh?” You’re busy with closing the balcony door, cursing the insects that always manage to invade your apartment. Taehyung’s been promising to put up the insect screen for months.

Jungkook helps you close the door with a strong push. “If the condoms annoy you, we could stop hooking up with other people.”

“Oh,” you utter, surprised.

If you’re honest with yourself, you have to admit that Jungkook has ruined you for other guys. No other boy quiet hits the same after experiencing how Jungkook treats you in bed. There is a reason why girls blush and giggle and crave his attention whenever he walks by. He’s just that good.

But being exclusive means spending even more time together, which increases the chance of Taehyung finding out.

You cringe at the thought of that.

“We’d practically be begging Taehyung to catch us like fools,” you tell him.

Just then, you hear someone type in the code and the front door opens.

Quickly, like a practised move, you put distance between you and Jungkook.

“You hungry, ___?” Taehyung calls out, emerging from the hallway. His gaze is focused on his phone as he types, until he notices you and Jungkook and stops in his tracks. “I was just about to call you for breakfast.” He lifts the bag from your favourite bakery. “What are you doing here?”

“I knew you’d invite me for breakfast.” Jungkook beams, reaching for the bag.

Taehyung’s gaze shifts to you, but you quickly brush past him. “I’m gonna take a shower. Don’t wait for me!”

“Did you come from a workout?” You hear Taehyung ask Jungkook.

Jungkook says yes, but he doesn’t tell your brother what kind of workout.

And moments like these are exactly why you want to keep things as they are with Jungkook.

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read more of this couple here <3

[alltheirdamn]

ok so soo… idk why, whyyyy ma’am, but your cowboy!joels fics and cowboy!joel himself……. have me in a fucking chokehold.. metephorically and in a kinky way too.. hehe. but ok. so hear me out… 🤠 but also, i know you’re having some health issues rn so put this on the back burner and take care of yourself first love, but i think you could execute this idea… perfectly.. 🫦

this could be a one shot or maybe even a short series, dunno but i feel like you and i…. we 👉🏼😮‍💨 ~~~~~~ 😮‍💨👈🏼 we understand each other and we are both thirsty sluts for our man joel here. so here my pitch:

i’ve been seeing these like rodeo cowboy videos all over my fyp (https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8dSPGLp/ ) on tik tok and ya know, cuz cowboy!joel is living in my frontal lobe right now rent free, i was like … damn, if that was joel doin this or on a bucking bronco at readers like state or county fair and then like sees reader in the crowd eyein him as he’s getting himself or his horse or whatever ready… and she’s eye fucking him… with his sexy fuckin get up they all wear with the cowboy hat and everythin… and he makes eyes with the reader and maybe tips his hat and gives her a small wink. then she like looks away a bit embarrassed and starts talking to a guy sitting next to her, let’s just say is her brother or close guy friend and that makes joel jealous as he thinks he has competition, and maybe before his event or turn he comes and introduces himself and lowkey flirts with reader a little because now up close he can see her fully and she’s got this sexy floral sundress on with her cowgirl boots and cute cowgirl hat on looking like a damn meal that he wants to devour. but he’s also just a tad bit soft as when she shakes his hand he pulls it up to kiss her knuckles and compliments how pretty she is that instead of the horse knocking him out of orbit, the reader is (or something corny like that, ya know?) and they banter back and forth a bit as the reader thinks he’s a bit cocky but sweet and likes how easy it is to talk to him, but is lowkey ready to ride that cowboy if you know what i mean… and he knows it too by the way she keeps looking down at how tight his jeans hug his pelvis and show a faint outline of him, but when he catches her, she says she was admiring his belt buckle, and to kind of stir the pot and challenge her a little bit he says something like, “how ‘bout if i win m’self first place here when it’s my turn, sweetheart, you can remove this buckle yourself and replace it with the prize winnin’ one after i take you out for dinner” and she is lowkey turned TF on by what we ALL know he means by that, but likes how he presented it and has been good to banter with her, so she says something like “only if you win first. i don’t think they give belt buckles as participation trophies” just to be a brat or something like that. HOWEVER!!!! little does she know he’s like KNOWN for his talent, as he’s like a national champion or something and winning first will be simple for him… 😏🥵😮‍💨 so like… he’s gon get that belt buckle and maybe when he finally has his turn they announce him like “next up we have Joel Miller, who just won himself the National Championship last season, let’s see if he can defend his title here tonight.” and her face goes red and he watches her as they announce him and after the announcement is done he tips his hat, winks and mouths to her something like ‘let’s go, first place, baby’ or something to make us FOAM at the mouth with how fucking sexy he would be in this moment and then yeah… i’m sure you can go from there 😮‍💨

psssttt… you… yeah YOU!!!!! get out of my HEAD!!!!! because i was LITERALLY TALKING ABOUT A RODEO!JOEL IDEA LAST WEEK WITH A COUPLE PEOPLE 👀👀👀👀

this is a BEAUTIFUL set up for a fic and you best believe i am pocketing this idea & going to absolutely give this a home on page 💛 pls stay tuned for this because it will be HAPPENING!!!!!

also, for funsies… rotten cowboy!joel was a bull rider in his hayday and has his own lil collection of belt buckles… which may be included in the next one shot 👀 enjoy this lil snippet for your pleasure xoxo

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joel slipped the warm leather belt around your neck, the large brass belt buckle cool against your skin. it was his prize from a rodeo back when he did bull riding as a twenty something year old boy. it was his most prized possession, and now you wore it like a choker. his fingers tightened the buckle until it was secure, the stretch of it across your throat unforgiving and suffocating. he gave it one last tug, and you restrained yourself from clawing at the burning sting of the leather digging into your neck.

“ain’t you just the prettiest lil’ thing,” he cooed.

your vision was already hazy around the corners, a vignette lens of the room around you as it warped at the edges of your sight. you tried speaking, but the words croaked from your lips, the syllables dying on your tongue and drying out before you could even make another sound.

“this lil’ necklace is doin’ a real nice job of keepin’ you quiet. lets keep it that way, darlin’. not a fuckin’ sound for me, ‘kay? don’t wanna hear your sweet voice right now.”

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anyway omg??? running to find pic inspo and make this idea HAPPEN!!!!! thank you nonie xoxo ilysm 💛

[gabby-daisy]

He said that the next girl who hits on me in front of Him when we are out together, she can come home with us for the night 🥹 yes pls, thank you sm 👉🏼👈🏼

[snimeat]

@milkpansa

Make my dream come true... Tanjiro. In my place... you must destroy... THE DEMON SLAYERS.

[ohthatstragic]

Feelings - p.m

a/n:  here is another fluffy mav fic.. :3 sorry i’m a sucker for admitting how you feel to him. i promise i have different ones 😭 send me ideas?.. 👉🏼👈🏼 i didn’t have time to proof read this so pls don’t kill me 💔

also pls don’t repost or translate any of my work.. i don’t give you permission to do that.

pairings: maverick x reader

wc:  &lt;;2,300

warnings: hangman being annoying, mav making you jump, i don’t think there’s anything else lmfao

summary: having feelings/the hots for mav and hangman notices, then so does phoenix..

My fingers were grasping the pool cue as I leaned over the table, lining up my shot. Suddenly, I felt like someone was unnecessarily close to me. "I saw how you were lookin' at Pops, Y/C/S." Hangman mumbled in my ear, glancing between my pool cue and my frustrated eyes. I felt his hot breath on my neck, tickling my lobe like an annoying stray strand of hair.

"Do you mind, Bagman?" I retorted back quietly. "Trying to sink the winning shot here." I grit my teeth, ignoring his previous comment. If I don't entertain it, he'll forget about it. I'm praying that some random hot woman walks into the bar right now - the man's only weakness. Please God, make some hot bimbo stroll in here.

Hangman held his hands up in defence and slowly retreated backwards, the void of his presence leaving a scent of his strong cologne in the air. As I pulled my arm back to hit the shot, Hangman shouted from behind me. "Hey Mav, mind getting us another round? It's your turn next." He shouted, giving me a fright from the sudden noise. My arm shot forward in instinct, thus whiffing the shot and most likely losing the game. I was up against Coyote and the man never misses. I let out a grunt of annoyance and instantly turned around to face Hangman, my blood boiling as my twitching eyes met his smug face. I raised the pool cue at him, pointing it at his neck.

"Are you really that fucking brainless, Seresin?" I seethed, trying to remain calm and keep my cool. He slowly raised a hand, pushing the pool cue away from his neck with the back of his hand, moving closer towards me.

"That really got you fired up, huh?" Hangman taunted me, smirking. "You really do-" I quickly cut him off with my sharp tone.

"Can it, Hangman." I sighed, turning back around to see Coyote standing and facing me with another smug look on his face. He leant against the table, pool cue in front of his body with his hands clasped around it.

"GGs, Y/C/S. Shame though." He winked at me, in which I rolled my eyes in return. A short chorus of cheers came from Bob, Fanboy and Payback who were sat to the far right of Phoenix and Coyote. I whipped my head towards them with a sharp look and they soon went silent, busying themselves with the condensation on their beer bottles. "Better luck next time."

"GGs, Coyote," I said, reaching for my glass of whiskey which was sat on the bar table beside me. I swung it back, swallowing the last couple gulps of it. I sat it back down with a thud, and exhaled quietly, enjoying the intensifying burn in my throat. "I'll be back." I said curtly, side-eyeing Jake as I walked off.

Within a couple moments I reached the bar, my forearms making contact with the cool wooden surface as I leant against it. I groaned to myself. "Rough night?" A familiar voice suddenly said, making me jump. They laughed at my reaction.

"Jesus, Mav, don't do that." My hand rushed to clutch my chest and steadied my now-racing heart beat. I swallowed thickly, trying to suppress the nervous feeling within me. Hangman was right. "And sort of, just Hangman being a tool." I grumbled.

"Nothing new then." Maverick's lips curled into a grin, flashing his pearly whites at me. I couldn't hide the smile that formed on my face as I looked at the older pilot. "What are you having?" He asked, eyeing my empty hands.

"Whiskey." I pursed my lips, looking away from the handsome aviator. I glanced at the surface that my fingers were tapping against and then back to Mav, who cocked a brow, trying to hide his amusement.

"Damn, Hangman really must be taking it out of you!" Maverick laughed, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise, another grin breaking out on his face. I joined in with his laughter and shook my head vigorously. As I was about to reply, he spoke again. "Hey Penny, can you add a whiskey to that, please?" The captain asked, leaning over the bar so his request reached the bartender we all know so well. My eyes widened as he finished his question. Penny gave him a thumbs up to Maverick as she was popping the tops off the beers.

"Hey!" I gasped, staring at Maverick in disbelief. A smug smile only creeped onto his lips as he sipped his beer like nothing happened. "Mav, you didn't have to do that." I sighed, feeling a little guilty. The man's earnings literally just go down the drain here. I reached into my back pocket, searching for a rogue five dollar note.

"It's not a problem, Y/C/S," He said, holding his hand up to refuse my non-verbal offer as his eyes fell to my hand fishing in my back pocket. "I'm getting the next round anyway, so it's only fair." He shrugged, trying to suppress the smirk that was so obviously forming on his face. I looked away from the pilot, trying to conceal the blush that was flowering on my cheeks.

"Alright." I nodded, suddenly having an idea pop into my head. "At least let me help you carry them back and buy you a drink afterwards?" I folded my arms against my chest and Maverick chuckled, shaking his head. I frowned and my arms unfolded as I threw them up in defiance. "Oh come on, old man!"

"Nope." He finished the rest of his beer, his lips popping on the rim of the bottle. In perfect timing, Penny served the open beers and Maverick stood up, his head reaching a couple inches above me. I felt a pool of heat suddenly writhe in the pit of my stomach. He slid my whiskey towards me with a wink, and a smile I couldn't stop broke out on my face. I swallowed again, trying to hide the blush that was threatening to turn redder. Son of a bitch. "Thanks Penny." He said, sending her a kind smile, she only nodded with a grin before moving onto her next customers. My fingers clutched the glass of whiskey in my hand as Maverick somehow picked up all seven bottles in his arms, and started on his way towards the group. I groaned and followed him.

"There he is!" Hangman cheered at Maverick as he reached the table, setting down the bottles of beer. "Much appreciated, Pops." He smirked, grabbing a bottle from the table, and the rest of the squad soon followed suit. A series of thanks was said.

I settled myself between Phoenix and Bob, my eyes locked on the captain across the room. He was laughing heartily at something Rooster said, his eyes creasing and nose wrinkling. I looked away at the heart-warming sight, trying to ignore the feelings bubbling up inside me. A soft gasp came from beside me. "Oh my god, Seresin was right..." Phoenix suddenly said from beside me, her eyes widening in joy and surprise.

"What?" I said as my eyes darted to hers in confusion. My brows instantly knitted together and I sipped on my drink. My heart dropped as I realised what she was talking about, making my eyes go wide like a deer caught in headlights.

"You've got a thing for Maverick!" She laughed and poked my sides and I squeaked, almost choking on my drink.

"Shh!" I hushed my close friend, grabbing her arm and pulling her to the side. "Look, yeah, it's true. I do have a... 'thing' for Maverick," I sighed, closing my eyes momentarily to curse myself for doing such a thing. "But nothing will come of it, nothing can." I shrugged, sipping my whiskey again and stealing a glance at Maverick from across the room. My breath hitched in my throat as I saw he was already looking over here, although he quickly redirected his gaze elsewhere.

"Wait," Phoenix scoffed, brows furrowing in confusion as her eyes locked with my glass of whiskey. "Did he buy you a drink?" She asked, a Cashmere Cat-like grin spreading on her face.

"Yeah." I shrugged, not really understanding why she was grinning like a character from Alice in Wonderland. "He was buying a round anyway." I added.

"Y/C/S, buying a round is usually only beers." Phoenix couldn't hide the excitement on her face. "You should go talk to him." I rolled my eyes at her suggestion, but my eyes soon found Maverick again as he patted Rooster on the shoulder, heading towards the bar doors towards the beach. I looked back at Phoenix, who had already followed my gaze the second I looked away. I sighed in defeat. "Now is the perfect time!" She sing-songed, widening her eyes at me.

"Alright, alright," I groaned, swinging back another sip of whiskey. "Wait, what if he doesn't feel the same way, Phoenix? Then what?" I questioned, nibbling on my lower lip.

"He will, just trust me." She placed a firm hand on my shoulder, staring me in the eyes.

Fuck my life. I groaned again to myself and set my glass of whiskey down, and headed for the beach doors. "Okay, just breathe," I muttered as I pushed the doors open, darkness surrounding me. The loud noise of the bar disappeared and the white door clicked shut as I slowly walked out into the colder air. Looking up, I saw thousands upon millions of bright stars in the sky, all shining perfectly. The sand was lukewarm beneath my feet as I wandered further forward, my eyes searching the beach to try and spot Maverick. A feeling of defeat started to engulf me as I wondered whether he decided to go home instead. "Thanks, Phoenix." I grumbled, letting my head loll back to look up at the painted night sky again.

"What did Phoenix do?" That familiar voice asked, making me jump again. I whipped around to see Maverick, who had a confused smile on his face. All negative feelings suddenly disappeared from my body and I felt warm inside as I looked at him.

"Stop doing that!" I smiled, playfully pushing against his chest. It was harder and firmer than I thought it would be which took me by surprise.

"I'm sorry." He said, before nodding at me. "Your callsign definitely fits you." He chuckled. I blushed, wrinkling my nose at him for a split second. "What are you doing out here?" He finally asked.

"Um," I choked. "I actually came to find you." I admitted, lifting my foot and tucking it behind my opposing leg as the cold night wind whipped my hair across my face. "I-I have to tell you something." Maverick looked a little concerned now which wasn't really helping.

"What is it, Y/N?" Maverick softened his tone this time. My heart warmed at the use of my real name, and I smiled weakly, relishing in the moment before disaster hit.

"I, uh," I stumbled over my words, trying to find the confidence to speak them. "I sort of have feelings for you." I finally said, feeling the blood drain from my face. I couldn't meet Maverick's eyes; too afraid of what I'd see. The silence was too long, and so I forced myself to look up, finding the captain in front of me, his hand reaching up to brush my hair behind my ear. My mouth was slightly agape in shock, and I couldn't speak. "Am I dreaming?" I mumbled, mainly to myself, but Mav heard me.

"No, sweetheart," He hummed, staring at me like I was the most delicate thing in the world right now. The pet name set my heart alight. "You have no idea how many times I've thought about this moment, Y/N." He mumbled, setting his other hand on my waist. A smile formed on my lips as I leaned towards him, slowly. Pete copied me, his hot breath caressing my cheeks. My tongue poked out to wet my lips as he gently brought my face to his, connecting our lips. He kissed me softly, and I melted under his touch. My hands reached up to snaked around his neck as I relaxed into him, pressing my body against his. Maverick pulled away and his eyes studied my face ever so slowly, meeting my eyes.

"I.." I muttered, absolutely speechless. Never did I think that I was going to kiss my captain tonight. The corners of his eyes creased as he smiled at me again, placing a kiss on my nose. As I giggled at his gesture, a cold breeze of wind whipped past me. I shivered in which Maverick quickly removed his green bomber jacket and placed it around my shoulders.

"Better?" He asked, running another gentle hand through my wind-whipped hair. I bravely pressed another kiss to his lips, to which he graciously accepted. "C'mon, let's head back inside."

"Okay," As we turned around to head back, the whole squad was staring out through the windows and they instantly cheered and whistled at us as we stared at them.

"Pops' still got it!" Hangman whooped from the stairs, his hand gripping the rail as he threw his other hand in the air. Mav's hand found it's way to my waist as we walked back towards them. He pulled me close into his side and I melted into it, laying my head upon his chest; smile beaming.

As we walked inside the bar again, the squad reassembled and began to argue over the pool table and who was playing next. Maverick gently pulled me to the side, a grin forming on his lips. "Still cold?" He asked playfully and stared into my eyes.

"Maybe just a little." I teased, narrowing my eyes at him with a mischievous smile. He hummed before cocking a brow, walking backward to a chair and plonking himself down in it. His hand patted his lap as a smirk broke out on his face. I bit my lip and sauntered towards him, placing myself in his lap, hands snaking around his neck again. "Comfy?" I giggled.

"Definitely." He mumbled with a grin, stealing another kiss from my lips. My heart was happy and I was absolutely ecstatic. I had to remember to thank Phoenix after we leave.

"Get a room, Mav!" Rooster hollered from the other side of the room, an amused grin on his lips.

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[jaskierswolf]

Can we get Geralt thinking he’s not a huge fan of sex (like he gets pleasure from it but it’s not a whole lot) but then Jaskier makes him realize he just deserves Bottom Rights™? Pls 🥺👉🏼👈🏼 (from @geraskier-trashh)

@dani-dandelino my darling <3 I'm sorry this took so long!

I decided to play with this prompt a little. So have some incubus!Jask. A little birdie also told me that @professorjaskier will be writing a prequel to this fic. She also helped beta this so yay!

CW: 18+ for smut, dubcon (implied fuck or die scenario but they are both very into this), anal sex, bottom geralt, sex magic, self lubrication, I think that covers it?

Edit: Prequel is now live

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The world was starting to feel like thick mud and fog, and Jaskier felt a familiar, painful itch under his skin, a burning heat that made even the simplest tasks nearly impossible. He felt lethargic and his heart was beating too fast in his chest . It had been too long since he’d fucked, which was his own fault. Travelling with a witcher didn’t exactly make it easy to feed. Any time Jaskier had sex he used magic and Geralt would be able to sense it on him. If there was one thing in life that Jaskier didn’t want to happen, it was Geralt discovering who he was; what he was.

But, gods, he was getting weaker and he knew if he didn’t find someone soon then he would become too sick to travel with his witcher.

It was a dilemma.

And Geralt, infuriatingly, didn’t seem particularly interested in sex, which was fine. Jaskier had met many people over the years that just weren’t. His seduction magic was useless around them, and Geralt seemed to be like that; well, almost.

There was a slight dilation of Geralt’s pupils, his heart rate picked up slightly, a faint flush to his pale cheeks, all the signs of arousal, but he never acted on it. It was incredibly frustrating, no matter how much Jaskier flirted with him, letting loose small tendrils of magic, just enough to arouse his partner but never enough to take away their choice. A skill that had taken him years to master.

“Jaskier?” Geralt snapped, his hand feeling cold against Jaskier’s cheek. It felt good and Jaskier wanted to lean into the touch, feel the witcher’s hand all over his body.

He moaned, his head rolling back onto the ground, not able to find the strength to leave his bedroll just yet. “G’ralt…” he sighed, letting the witcher’s touch ease the fire burning through him.

“What the fuck, Jaskier?”

“‘M sick…” he mumbled. “I-I need. Fuck.”

“What?”

Jaskier groaned, trying to shake off the fog as he broke away from the witcher. “I’m fine,” he muttered, “Just coming down with something. Are we near a town?”

The witcher shook his head, “A few days away.”

“Bollocks.”

“Jaskier, what’s going on?”

Swallowing, Jaskier took a deep breath. “I’m part incubus, Geralt. I need- I need to fuck, quite literally.”

“Oh.”

“And I know you’re not really interested in all that… so I was rather hoping we could reach a brothel--”

“What?” Geralt snapped, cutting Jaskier off.

“A brothel?”

Geralt scoffed, “Before that?”

“You’re not interested?” Jaskier drawled, elongating the vowels. The fact was obvious… or at least he’d thought it was. The witcher furrowed his brow, and Jaskier felt a tiny bubble of hope in his chest. He was slowly starting to realise that his earlier assessment might not have been entirely accurate and that made the day seem a whole lot brighter. He might not actually die of hunger before the next town. “Or maybe… maybe you are?”

Geralt blushed. “I-I want to. I always want to, but… it just doesn’t feel right, feel good.”

Jaskier’s lips pulled back into a grin. Oh, this was brilliant. Geralt’s previous lovers had left him unsatisfied and wanting, but if Jaskier could just crack what was wrong. If he could work out what made Geralt sing…

He bit back a moan, sitting up and reaching for the witcher. Their fingers laced together and there was now barely a breath between their lips. Invisible tendrils of incubus magic weaved around them, making Geralt’s medallion audibly hum. Jaskier let his magic brush against Geralt’s cheek, trying to sense the witcher’s likes, his dislikes… the more satisfied his partners were, the more his hunger was sated. It had taken him years to figure that one out but now he was experienced, and his reputation in bed was well-founded.

“Oh, darling…” he cooed, letting Geralt’s growing arousal wash over him, already replenishing his strength. “There’s far more to sex than you realise.”

“Hmm,” Geralt shivered as Jaskier’s lips ghosted over his, but he didn’t speak. Jaskier would have to figure out this gorgeous mystery all on his own.

“Let me see, a big old scary witcher? People want you to throw them around, they like it rough… they want you to destroy them?” Jaskier purred, his fingers gently carding through Geralt’s hair, soft pets that quickly had the witcher purring under his touch, and slowly, Geralt began to kiss him back. It was a hesitant kiss, movements unsure, and gods, didn’t that make Jaskier feel powerful?

The famous White Wolf, slayer of monsters and men, defender of humanity, scared of kissing Jaskier?

“That’s it, darling, relax,” Jaskier whispered against Geralt’s lips, pushing the witcher back onto the ground and straddling his hips.

“Jask…” Geralt groaned, breathless, weak… his.

Jaskier cocked his head, gazing down at his witcher and letting his fingers trail down Geralt’s chest. He bit his lip as he cupped Geralt’s hardening cock through his tight leather pants. “I bet everyone wants this? Am I right?”

The witcher nodded, a soft moan escaping his lips.

But Jaskier, Jaskier knew there was something missing. Geralt was turned on but something was missing, and Jaskier had a pretty good idea of what that might be. He smirked at the witcher, releasing his grip on Geralt’s cock, letting fingers trail along the inside of his thighs. With a wink, he rolled off of the witcher, “Trust me,” he purred, licking his lips, enjoying the way Geralt’s gaze followed the movement of his tongue. “I won't let you be denied.”

The tension between them now was electric, fuelled by Jaskier’s magic and their own desire, both suppressing their attraction to one another for far too long. The lust rolled off of Geralt in waves now, his golden eyes dark and hungry, looking at Jaskier as if he were the sweetest dessert, a delicacy to be savoured and adored. It made Jaskier feel heady, lost in a haze of sex and sin. He was starved and wanting. “Take your clothes off, dear heart, and lie back on the ground for me,” Jaskier instructed softly, giving Geralt the opportunity to say no, but Geralt was just as desperate as he was, so very eager to please.

When Geralt was lying naked on the ground, displayed for only Jaskier to see, Jaskier moved forward slowly, each step making his heart beat a little faster, until he was kneeling between Geralt’s thighs. He pulled Geralt into a kiss, deeper this time as their tongues brushed together, tasting, exploring, licking into each other’s mouths and letting their breaths mingle. Geralt made the most delicious soft moans, and his fingers cupped the back of Jaskier’s neck, pulling him closer. They kissed for a few moments or a few hours, time lost meaning as they became too lost in each other, the world ceasing to exist around them, but soon Jaskier’s hunger became unbearable. He wanted more, he needed more.

They broke apart, panting and breathless, Geralt’s cock hard and leaking against the toned muscles of his stomach. Jaskier was sorely tempted to take it into his mouth, it was almost irresistible but he was sure Geralt had had plenty of blowjobs in his lifetime and Jaskier wanted to give him something new. He winked as his fingers reached down, ignoring Geralt’s cock, instead teasing at his hole. With a short burst of magic, Geralt began to leak a kind of slick, better than any oil. The witcher whined, covering his face with his hands to hide his embarrassment.

“Jask, what?”

“Shhh… I’ll make this feel good for you, sweetheart,” he breathed, slowly sliding a finger inside Geralt. Even with the slick it was tight around him, “You trick your lovers,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to Geralt’s cheek, brushing his lips along the stubble lining his jaw, “That you're wicked and divine.”

Geralt moaned as Jaskier’s finger pushed deeper, slowly beginning to thrust in and out, letting the witcher get used to the new sensation. Every movement of Jaskier’s finger drew little gasps from the witcher’s lips, Jaskier’s name panted in between moans and stammered curses. He brushed his lips lower, biting at Geralt’s neck, licking at the scar just below his ear and sucking bruises into the pale skin.

“You may be a sinner,” a second finger pushed inside Geralt’s hole, “But your innocence is mine.”

It was cheesy but, gods, to be the one to take Geralt like this for the first time. Geralt was his. Jaskier had never been the possessive type before but now, with his witcher, everything had changed. He didn’t want anyone else touching Geralt. No one else was allowed to see Geralt in this way.

“Gods, Geralt, I want you,” Jaskier whined, looking down so he could see his fingers moving, the witcher’s arse stretching around the digits, getting ready to take his cock. The sight only made him harder, aching as he struggled to keep control. He wanted to take this slow, really take Geralt apart with his fingers, show him how good sex could be if both parties really get what they want.

“Yours,” Geralt gasped, “I’m yours, have me.”

“Patience, dear heart,” Jaskier breathed, capturing Geralt’s lips in a bruising kiss that made them both moan. He wasn’t even inside Geralt yet and he was already close to cumming, “patience…”

Jaskier distracted himself by attacking Geralt’s neck once more, working over the bruises that were already beginning to bloom. The salty taste of sweat on Geralt’s skin made him groan, and he found himself thrusting against Geralt’s leg, his poor cock neglected and trapped within his clothes.

“Patience,” Geralt reminded him with a breathless laugh that melted into a moan as Jaskier finally stroked his fingers against that sweet spot. “Fuck, Jask… shit!”

“That’s it, darling,” Jaskier panted, biting into the skin just above Geralt’s nipples where a pale pink scar marked the flesh. The witcher was already a writhing mess beneath him, his pleasure and arousal filling an invisible hunger that Jaskier couldn’t even begin to describe. It was like drinking fine wine on a summer’s day, basking in the heat of the sun. It was eating his favourite meal, already dizzy from a performance and happily merry from the best of ales, but he needed more. He finally pushed a third finger inside the witcher, and oh, the moan that tore from Geralt’s throat. It was music to his ears. Jaskier continued to pump his fingers, stroking at Geralt’s prostate with every thrust as he took a nipple into his mouth, licking and nibbling at the bud.

“Jask, Julek… please,” Geralt whined, his voice breaking into an obscene moan that made Jaskier feel like he was on fire.

With a groan, Jaskier pulled his fingers out, both of them complaining at the loss, but Jaskier felt like he might actually die if he didn’t get his cock in Geralt right that moment. He tore at the lacing of his trousers, only pushing them down enough to free his cock and then he lunged, kissing Geralt with a renewed vigor, his hand snaking down to guide his cock against the tight rim of muscle.

And then he pushed in, inch by inch, truly savouring the feel of Geralt’s walls tight around him. It was the sweetest kind of torture, each movement wet and hot around his cock, and his incubus instincts began to take over. Every thrust, he was a little less Jaskier and a little more the monster he’d always been scared of, but Geralt met him halfway with every kiss, every thrust. It became a blur, feeding off the raw sexual energy that was spilling off Geralt in waves now, far more potent than any human. Their movement quickly lost any sense of rhythm, becoming desperate thrusts. Hands pulling at hair, teeth biting at lips and whatever skin they could find. Geralt’s nails scraped down Jaskier’s spine making the bard cry out, and finally, Geralt was clenching around him, slick pooling on the ground.

Jaskier howled, animalistic and feral as he bit down into Geralt’s neck, the metallic taste of blood washing over his tongue. His vision blacked out as he spilled into Geralt, filling him until his cum leaked down the witcher’s thighs, mixing with the wet slick that already glistened against Geralt’s pale skin.

And he felt strong.

The monster was sated.

Geralt purred happily underneath him as he slumped onto his chest, unable to support his own weight any longer and fingers tangled into his hair as he fell into a deep slumber.

[rosierin]

royal guard!suna and princess!reader pt 1

pt 2 (this was so soft and intimate i literally love this sm)

ethical dating on a bet pt 1 (lia has the most interesting plots pls)

part 2 (this was recently released and soso good)

this is another of my fave suna fics from lia but all her other ones are really good too

a sort of hurt/comfort prequel to dad!suna this made me really soft aaaa (slightly suggestive tho) (augustine has a bunch of dad!suna drabbles if youre interested!!)

waking up next to him drabble

photo wall drabble i absolutely loved this one

3am confession THIS WAS SO FUNNY AND CUTE had me smiling throughout

secret dating with suna!!

DRUNK CONFESSION THIS IS ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVES

soft domesticity of making food together at 2am

this was super cute i got so flustered bye

drunk rin!!

one of the funniest things ive ever read i think this was one of the first fics that made me realise he's jist a dork 🥺

my bad i got carried away 😭 (also am i allowed to tag you in suna fics that i like next time 👉🏼👈🏼)

AHHH TYSM FOR SENDING THESE 😩👌🏼👌🏼 i'll be sure to check em out

and yes ofc you can tag me!!! id love you to ☺️

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[kodzuken-chan]

Hello!

It's me again 👉🏼👈🏼

I just wanted to know if I could request a scenario with big surprise ... Zoro🤭 where he is lost in a forest on an island and he falls on the reader who is fleeing from someone or something and he saves her pls 😁and for the rest you can decide!

Tank you xox

A/N: Hiyaaa~!!! And Of course you can!! You're always welcome to request whenever you like as soon as it sticks to my rules, I'll gladly write it~!!!

I made it as a short Scenario and I hope its okay with you~!!!

Here you go and please Enjoy~^^

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⚔️Guardian Demon ⚔️

Pairing : Zoro X fem.Reader

Genre: Slight Agnst/ Fluff / One-shot

Warning: Nothing as i assume

Summary: Zoro gets Lost in the forest and somehow ends up falling over the reader, who is appearntly fleeing from Someone

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You didn't know how things ended up this way, however, you must figure out how should you get the hell out of here.

It all started when you docked this afternoon next to this island, and everyone except for Franky decided to go down and explore it, only to discover that its a forest, but even so, you didn't mind much and went along with them. And after walking here and there between the the long trees, you found yourself lost and no one of your nakamas where around.

Trying to control the internal panic inside you, you continued walking trying find them, but you failed even after searching for 3 hours. Now its getting dark, you're hungry, tired and most importantly scared, you'd say that you're a pirate, you should be brave, however, this fear was a caused by an incident that happened to you during your childhood, and leaded to a trauma.

You sat there under a tree and buried your head in your knees, you were scared, if Zoro was just here, you would be much at ease, because you will feel safe, you wished that even if it wasn't Zoro, at least one of your nakamas would show up right now, you wanted someone's beside you to tell you that everything is gonna be okay.

Drowning in your thoughts, you sensed someone moving around the bushes infront of you, you got up and stuck yourself to the tree behind you, with every move, your childhood incident would flash back inside your head making you shiver, " What should I do, What should I do?" You thought looking nervously around for a way to run.

" Well, Well, Well... Look who we have here, Never expected you to join the Strawhat pirates tho, but What a lovely coindence to meet you in the forest out of anywhere else wuahahahahahahaha" said the mysterious guy as he finally came out of the bushes

The color drained from your face at his sight, you clutched your fingers around the tree, yes that's right, this mysterious guy who's standing infront of you is the pirate who invaded your village during your childhood.

You lived in a very peaceful village as the Mayor's only daughter, but one day some pirates attacked and caused a havoc in there, destroying and buring the houses, not forgetting the way they killed many people including your father.

The one who leaded those pirates was the man who is standing infront of you, Captain Stealth Blade, a sadist pirate who enjoyed seeing innocent people in pain. He acknowledged that you were the Mayor's daughter and kidnapped you to make a use of you for his own advantages, you couldn't do anything but obey his commands in order to keep the life of the villagers safe. One day when your tiny figure couldn't take anymore of his torture,

He threw you in your island's forest, and there when you tried to escape to survive, having that tiny hope inside of you that you were out of Stealth blade's grip, only to end in one of his traps in that darkish forest surrounded by tigers who were getting ready to have you as their dinner.

Despite everything happened at the time, and how you were able to survive that incident, you thought it was a miracle, you were given a new life, so you shouldn't waste it, but currently the fear was rushing to your body as his sight

Just looking at him reminds you of those days where you couldn't do anything but to get tortured by him, which froze your body, you couldn't move, and he kept moving closer. " No, I shouldn't be scared now, I have my nakamas beside me, they'll definitely will hep me out get rid of this jerk" you motivated yourself.

You grabbed a rock and threw it straight to his face and ran away, it was dark and you couldn't see anything, you can feel the weakness in your knees as if they're ready to give up any minute, and although Stealth blade screamed in pain, however he chased you, you fleeded in random ways panting heavily, hoping that he loses your track soon.

But what made you stop suddenly and gasp out loudly was when something big fell infront of you out of nowhere, you screamed in fear and your knees finally gave up, you were shaking, and Stealth blade's voice was getting closer, you were terribly scared to even look at what fell infrot of you only to hear the voice that never failed to comfort you

" Oi ( Y/N), what's wrong! Hey clam down its me Zoro, look at me, why are you injured like this?" Said Zoro to you, you lifted your head up, eyes wide and full of tears, " ZORO!!" You yelped in a cracked tone as you threw yourself in his embrace shaking, and he noticed your tears as well as the fear aura around you, he wrapped his arms protectively around you stroking your hair soothingly.

" Its alright, I'm here...nothing is going to happen, you're safe now" he said as he kissed your forehead. But soon, you tightened your grip on his shirt when you hear Stealth blade's voice coming closer, with that laugh ringing in your head, Zoro's eye immediately glowed with a reddish light.

" Stay behind me" was the only thing he said before giving you his bandana and standing in a fighting position taking out his three swords. Once Stealth blade appeared, without going around and around, he onslaughted him with his 'Sanzen Sekai' attack, making him unable to move.

He took out the Wado Ichimoji of his mouth and approached Stealth Blade, " Y-You ...Jerk....who...are you...?" He Asked spiting blood out of his mouth, Zoro just smirked and answered, " a weak trash like you who dared to make my (Y/N) in that state doesn't have the honor to know my name". Once he finished, Zoro approached and carried you in a bridal style, you stared at each other for few seconds before he catched your lips in a deep kiss.

Walking back, and telling him about Stealth Blade since he asked, you finally managed to get out of the forest and find your Nakamas. It was the first time that Zoro have went in the right direction, let's say it was because he was so immersed with your talk than the way as he walked.

The End

[all-about-kyu]

Hiii congrats on 300! May i request for Johnny + 83 from the extra smutty list pls 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

Hi hi love!!! I'm so far behind on this and I'm so sorry but here it is!!!

Pairing: Johnny x fem!reader

Genre: smut MINORS DNI MATURE CONTENT

Summary: A quicky backstage never hurt anyone.

Warnings: fingering, oral (f receive), fuck buddy relationship

Word Count: 657

Promoting at the same time as your fuck buddy, Johnny, had its perks; you got to relentlessly tease him while just hanging out backstage, and on stage with certain dance moves, you could give fleeting touches as you passed by him knowing it would rile him up, so many amazing things came out of it. But of course, there were the downsides too, you had limited time near each other, and you were basically under constant supervision of your staff. You had found it very amusing, however, to tease him anyway. Which is how you ended up being dragged suddenly into this empty dressing room. Johnny had your arms pinned above you glaring into your eyes.

“You just think you’re so funny don’t you?” he spat, “I nearly performed with a boner because of your stunt earlier.”

“I actually do think it’s quite amusing to tease you.” you smile snarkily.

“You’re gonna pay for that stunt and that comment, miss.”

“Will I now?”

He hums picking you up with ease and placing you to sit on the makeup counter. You had yet to get changed out of your stage outfit, which consisted of a short skirt and a cropped sweater that left little to the imagination. Johnny quickly made work of your guarding shorts and panties simply smirking up at you from his place kneeling between your thighs.

“How quickly can you cum?”

“What?”

“You heard what I asked, how quickly can you cum? You know damn well we don’t have much time until someone comes looking for us.”

“Give me those fingers of yours and I can pretty quickly.” you smirk spreading your thighs further apart for him.

Next thing you know his index and middle fingers are knuckle deep inside you. You gasp at the unexpected intrusion which quickly becomes a moan. You know to keep your noises down because you know all too well that people in this industry are way too noisy for their own good. If it ever got out that you and Johnny were fucking around it would raise hell from both your companies. You feel his fingers curl to hit the perfect spot inside you making you whimper and grasp a handful of his hair. And if his fingers weren’t enough (which they absolutely were) he began to leave small kitten licks against your clit, making you see stars. You put one of your fingers in your mouth to help you keep your noises at bay as long as you could.

“Enjoying yourself are you?” Johnny chuckles before wrapping his thick lips around your clit making you want to scream out his name.

“Fuck,” you whine quietly, “Johnny, I’m gonna cum if you keep it up.” you warn.

“That’s the goal sweetheart.” he rebuttals, “Cum on my fingers and tongue pretty girl.”

And with that, you do as he says and let yourself tip over the edge, your thighs violently shaking on either side of his head, your fingers tightly threaded through his hair. He groans at the noises you make and at the tight grip you have on him. As you come down from your high, you look down at him seeing how his lips glisten with your arousal. You always loved how he pleasured you, it was an added bonus that he looked so hot doing so too. He pushes himself back onto his feet fixing your clothing to the best of his ability in the process.

“I’d fuck your throat now but we’ve been gone far too long, meet me at the cafe by my dorm like we normally do.” he starts, “Let’s say at like 10:30 tonight, the guys will be there, although that has never stopped us before.” he smirks again tipping your head up to look at him.

“You know I’ll be there, I always am.” you smirk back pulling him down into a searing kiss knowing it would rile him up again, “I’ll see you later Johnny boy.” you giggle strutting out of the room as if nothing had happened.

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[hyunjinspark]

Hi hi ! 🥰 How are you doing ?!

So while reading chapter 61, Y/n said Hyunjin didn’t think she’s pretty and I get where she’s coming from, but....oh my.... It immediately made me think of chapter 34, which is my favourite so far🧎🏻‍♀️(dirty talk, dirty talk, dirty talk) Cause bestie he thinks you are so much more than pretty 😩🥴

Thank god she went out and decided to get drunk (✨Thank you Miju✨🥺) Cause despite Hyunjin’s name in her phone she needed to text him and she told him she wants to kiss him 🥺 Like YES and while you’re at it let him know how much you love him please... Ain’t nobody moving on here 🤨

Bless Hyunjin’s whole heart he said he’s “getting over her” but she texts and he immediately went🏃🏻‍♂️🏃🏻‍♂️💨 Would he have answered if he truly didn’t want anything to do with her ? Definitely not, and he’s so concerned for her it makes me cry 😭 GO GET YOUR GIRL 😩

In the next chapter, I have a feeling she’s gonna want him once he goes to her, in that way, you know what I mean? 👀 And he’s gonna be the (infuriatingly) respectful man he is and say no cause she’s drunk... And we all know she’s gonna be like “oh yeah, he doesn’t want me, he doesn’t have any feeling for me, of course...” 🥲

Will she start spilling all the feelings she’s had for him since high school ?!???? I mean we’re getting close to the end, and her being drunk and heart broken?? I can only hope she does 🥺

Thank you for another update 💘 I’m so excited for the written chapter (pls make it as long as you can cause I eat that shit up like it’s junk food when I’m drunk) 👉🏼👈🏼

helloooo cutie 🥺😚

ahhh, her insecurities are really at the peak. yes that chapter 😳😳😳😳 i feel embarassed about it but im glad you liked it 😭

yes thank you miju !!! hopefully it will take things into the right direction and yes look at him being so protective 🥺🥺

nice predictions 😉

thank you, yes i will make it long, eat it up baby 😚😚😚

[key201303]

Hii! I'd like to request a drabble for BTS Yoongi: Fluff #18 and #34 👉🏼👈🏼 💕 pls??

Heyy! Sorry for taking so long to write this 🤧🤧 But here it is finally ❤ I hope you enjoy it! ❤❤

Pairing: boynextdoor!yoongi x genderneutral!reader

Word count: 570 words

Warnings: None!

Not falling for the boy next door was hard? Well, you would have never thought like that 6 months ago when you first met Yoongi and promised your best friend that happened to be your roommate as well that you would never ever fall in love with the introverted boy living next door. But you failed. You definitely failed the moment you saw his bright smile every morning when you both exited your respective apartments to go to the nearby cafe before heading to work. 

And now, after not being able to resist his charms after he confessed to you, here you both are in your kitchen having breakfast like you did every morning for the past 3 months.

FLASHBACK

The stars from the night sky danced on his shiny dark orbs, resembling two little mirrors or, what’s better, two diamonds gleaming on the dark of the cold night. Right then and right there you noticed just how much in love with him you were, remembering the promise you made 3 months ago with your best friend about not falling in love with him and being unable to keep that promise. Your friend wouldn’t blame you though. Yoongi was that kind of boy that would make you fall in love with him just by how caring and kind he always was towards anyone. He never hesitated to help anyone that needed help, no matter if they were kids or old people, if they were men or women. He hid a true white and pure soul under his intimidating yet shy looks. And you were more than honored for being able to see that beautiful side of him.

“I want to tell you something.” He said taking you back to reality, his eyes glued to the night sky unable to meet your gaze and a slight pink tone appearing on his cheeks that if it weren’t because of the darkness surrounding you, only the dim moonlight illuminating your perfect features, you would have perfectly noticed his blushing cheeks. Guess he took advantage of that darkness to confess to you. “I’m falling hard for you and that makes me terrified.” He finally confessed, feeling a strong weight leaving his chest. 

END OF FLASHBACK

“Is that my shirt?” He asked you as he placed a bowl full of your favorite cereals on the dining table and knocked you out of your thoughts. You were so immersed in your own world you didn’t even notice he had finished preparing breakfast and caught you staring at the photo of you two you had hanging on the living room wall. It was a picture of the day you both decided to go to the rooftop and do some stargazing. It was a picture of the day you started to be who you are today. “What were you thinking about?” He asked, this time getting a spoon full of cereal on his mouth without letting you answer his previous question. Of course he knew the answer of both questions but he loved teasing you and hearing those answers from your own mouth. “Did this breakfast suddenly turn into an interrogatory session or what?” You complained laughing and making him laugh as well. 

Remember you thought it wasn’t that hard not falling in love in the very beginning? Forget about it. It was always hard as long as it was Min Yoongi who you tried to avoid.

[kazuwhora]

hi kc!! i saw that your requests are opened so is it okay if i ask for a matchup 👉🏼👈🏼 feel free to ignore this if not!!

i go by any pronouns and im an infp(i think) and my zodiac is cancer!! i would say that im much more on the introvert side but with close friends and family im much more extroverted. most of the things i do heavily depend on my mood? like if i feel happy on a certain day i’ll have no problem talking with strangers and if im feeling shitty then i would prefer being left alone. im someone who tries their best to make sure everyone around me has a positive image of me, i get highly anxious when i hear someone dislikes me for any particular reason. im also highly aware of the things i do because im insecure and im afraid of judgement jwjsnd. i get random bursts of energy like with friends one moment i’ll be acting like a total crackhead and the next i’ll be super quiet and tired since my social battery drains too quickly for my liking. im not one to open up about myself but i feel like i do talk a lot about what happens in my life to the point where i feel annoying lmao. i dont like they way i act sometimes? because i feel like im a very toxic person so i can be self critical. im kind of stubborn too like youre gonna have to give me a ten page essay on why i should not be doing a certain thing. im the type of person who always finishes what they started because i cant stand not completing a certain project or goal i end up hating myself jwns. oh im a very picky eater too and i have this tendency to chew on ice cubes eheh

uhmm as for interests i dont really have a fixed interest? because i lose interest in stuff really quickly but i do enjoy playing games, writing, drawing, daydreaming and sleeping. im tired 24/7 but when i sleep at like 4am in the morning. i used to do embroidery too but i mainly lost motivation to do it oops

my love language would be physical touch i love love love shit like holding hands and nice hugs esp when they swing your hands while holding them aaa but tbh all of the love languages appeal to me and i do a lil bit of all of them too

really what i look for is someone who can vibe with me since i do stupid crap but at the same time knows how to tone it down when my social battery runs out. as long as theyre funny, respectful and understanding, i’ll be falling head first for them😩

uhh and yeah thats about it!! im sorry if its too long and thank you sm if you do this love you <3

NOT ME READING THIS PANICKING THAT YOU MIGHT HAVE THOUGHT I DECIDED TO IGNORE IT LAFHLIURHGWUHG pls forgive me IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG

you sound very much like an infp and that's why I'm gonna say that your best match is honestly mikey and im not even saying this bc I know you love him IM SAYING IT BECAUSE IT MAKES SENSE and here is why

in cases where introverts get really burnt out sometimes by interactions, I almost ALWAYS scream intp because it just ??? works ?? mikey is an intp and by nature he's an ambivert. the type to really need someone to help reel him in and relax and not worry about being so social, the type to struggle with expressing his emotions and showing them, the type that NEEDS an infp to encourage that aspect of him. and between you two he's so self critical that experiencing your own self criticisms makes him frustrated and when he realizes that this is how you feel when he criticizes himself in the same way, he'll take a step back and re-evaluate how he goes about things. I think he's the type to really encourage you to tap into the nurturing sense of an infp, which in turn has an effect on how you view yourself and the role you play in people's lives. mikey knows this too, and that's why he's so grateful for your presence.

also physical touch?? mikey needs it. he'll pretend at first like he doesn't care and doesn't like being touched, but if you force him to cuddle he'll give in to his neediness and melt in your arms because really he never had anyone to just hug him and let him get lost in himself and the comfort of someone else. poor baby

[staysuki]

helloooo can u add me to the epic highs and lows of jyp university's taglist pls 👉🏼👈🏼 it's really good and so funny, i look forward to the next episodes !!

Of course! Thank you for the kind words ^^ I can't wait to start updating again soon!

It's currently heading towards the season climax so it's gonna be heavy and angsty so I put a lot of warnings but other than that, I have a lot of things planned for it!!

[osamusriceballs]

Im applying for a second job now so I can move out by the end of next summer( kinda am cuz college and dorms but~) I really hope I can get the job bc I really don’t like living where I’m at now✌🏼😞-🧚🏼‍♀️(hydration check!)(did u eat today?)(also!)( loved the daddy! Tanaka/ Akashi 🥺👉🏼👈🏼)(hope you had a good day today!!!)(💖💖💖)

AHHH I WISH YOU LUCK!! 💖💖🍀 I hope you‘ll get the job too!! But don’t overwork yourself pls- one job PLUS school is already a lot- two jobs are even harder 🥺

I‘m sure it will work out!! And why don‘t you like the place you‘re at? Because of the place in general, or the people? 🥺 I’m so sorry to hear that- but I’m sure you‘ll get the chance to move out and start anew!!

And yes!! I ate and drank pleeeenty today 😫😫 still feeling so full omg 😫 what about you? 🥺 tell me that you at least got one meal 👀

And ahhh I was just thinking about your amazing ideas 😫😫💖 also: it‘s your birthday soon, are you excited yet? 💖

I HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD DAY TOO!! 💖💖

LOVE YOU! 💖

[chittapornswife]

hiiii i was wondering if you were ever gonna finish your dnyl series? thank you so much shsj no pressure or anything it’s your choice !!!

Hi!!!✨💗

I am!! :) I’m hoping to post chapter 9 by the end of next week and I rlly want to finish the series by Christmas! Or before my next semester starts in January! And then hopefully afterwards I can start writing smaller scenarios again :D

Also pls!!! Ur not pressuring me🥺♥️ I’ve just been busy and unable to update :( but also what are you thanking me for I should be thanking you for reading this dumdum series🥺👉🏼👈🏼💗 hope u have a great day/night😙♥️