#'netflix and chill' uh huh

[mgu-h]

lando nostalgia 89/? • sept 2018 • wtf1 apartment tour

[guesswhoitsn]

Netflix and Chill

Themes: Fluff Pairing: Paige X Azzi TW: Swearing, Suggestive Content Words: 518 Let's get back into writing shall we LMAO , this is my first time writing on tumblr so please tell me if anything is messed up grammar/formatting wise!

_ "Netflix and chill, huh?" The teasing coming from the curly haired brunette is what makes Paige side-eye her best friend after giving back the microphone to the interviewers with a 'thanks' as they walk away. The hallway seeming much emptier without the interviewers and extra media attention. "Don't even, you said the exact same thing as me, Az." The blonde can't help the grin that shows on her face, blue eyes locking with crinkling brown ones. "I said it because you said it." Azzi nonchalantly shrugs, shoulder rubbing against Paige's as the duo continues their walk side by side. Their conversation slightly hushed despite being the only ones around. "Uh huh, Miss, hard is more satisfying." Paige allows her grin to grow once the flush of her girlfriend's cheeks begins to brighten, tanned skin showing a fair amount of rose tint to it. "What was that all about?" Paige continues with a husk, teasing the younger girl more as she moves to intertwine their hands, bringing Azzi's up to ghost her lips across the back of her hand. "What? Hardcovers, are more satisfying to me." The emphasis that Paige hears from the other only solidifies her belief that, that was not at all what Azzi was referencing and with a small shake of her head and laugh, Paige tightens her grip on the others hand softly, smirking when she feels Azzi lean more into her as they walk. "Guess lucky you, you don't ever have to try and deal with something soft." The innuendo is clear as the older girl speaks, earning a slight shove her best friend which just sparks her laughter more. Paige barely stumbles before she's back in her prior position, standing tall as Azzi leans into the other. As the music begins to become louder, and the end of the hallway comes into view, Paige starts to let go of the other's hand, reluctantly beginning to maintain the role of best friends once again for the crowd around them. However she freezes once she feels a tug on her hand, Azzi keeping the two limbs intertwined as Paige turns around towards her, eyebrow raised before blinking when she feels the quick peck of lips against hers. With a taste of her own medicine, Paige's own cheeks light up a much brighter red against her pale skin, Azzi's own dimpled grin shows as the younger lets go of their intertwined hands, walking past the taller blonde. "W-What was that for?" Paige gets out as she starts to move again, staying by the other's side as they begin to enter the concert venue, heart speeding up not only due to the blaring music and atmosphere as she knew right now, that was the last thing on her mind. "I don't know what you're talking about." Azzi states simply, hands folding behind her back before the two reunite with her own mother and family, the brunette missing the way that her girlfriend's eyes had never left her back until Usher began preforming his second song. Don't let that girl fool you, Azzi fudd, was a menace.

[itostea]

never mad (isagi x reader)

warnings: a tad bit suggestive, isagi just being the best bf, he comforts you

a/n: image from Our Secret Alliance! childhood friends to lovers omg so cute pls read it.

You’re not sure when the argument started or why you’re even angry. 

Angry might be an exaggeration but you were feeling a smudge of irritation directed at your boyfriend who was far too calm at the sight of your scowl. He has that sweet smile of his, the kind he wears whenever he’s holding your hand or parting a strand of hair away from your face. It’s the kind of smile that you can’t ever stay mad at. 

“Yoichi I’m telling you, she was a hundred percent hitting on you!”

“Right, right,” he lets himself be dragged by your hand and he can’t help but sigh at how good you looked with the necklace he bought for you. The streets were crowded and there were couples left and right, holding hands or chatting on the side. The two of you blend in perfectly–though there were times where a fan of his recognized him and you stood on the sidelines, letting them take their photos.

The drink you hold in your other hand swirls around in the cup and you bring the cup to your lips, taking a long sip. “I mean, she even winked at you! Who even does that? And I was right beside you, holding your hand!” 

“Uh huh,” he mutters absentmindedly, tilting his head when you swing your head to face him with a frown. He blinks and just smiles, a bit confused as to why your frown grew deeper. 

Your footsteps slow down in pacing. “Are you even listening to me?” 

“Of course I am babe.”

You let out a huff and turn around too swiftly, colliding into him with a yelp. In a normal situation, you would’ve swooned over the fact that he caught you–his arm wrapped securely around your waist while the other one holds the back of your neck. Yet, you can’t help but feel your stomach plunge deeper when you see the brown stain on his favorite shirt. 

“Are you okay?” He mumbles, widening his eyes when he sees how your features morph into a frown and how you bite your lip hard enough to draw blood. This time, he takes your hand in his, guiding you to an occupied bench. “Let’s go sit down.”

“What’s wrong?” He asks, letting you clean the splatters on his arm with a tissue. 

“It’s just…” you start, leaning back when you’re done cleaning. “I…”

Isagi sees how your eyes gloss over; how you part your lips to release a shaky sigh. He’s quick to cup your face, smiling so gingerly that you felt like you could cry even harder. “Don’t cry. You’ll ruin your make-up.”

The sniffle you let out makes him chuckle. You nod. “Okay…” 

“Start from the beginning,” his hands leave your face and he watches you patiently–letting you catch your breath. 

“I’m so stupid Yoichi,” you sighed. “I don’t even know why I couldn’t forget about that girl like I usually do. You weren’t even paying attention to her and now I ruined your favorite shirt. I also ruined our date together and you’re probably mad at me so–”

“Why would I be mad at you?” He interrupts, maintaining eye-contact with a serious gaze. 

You blink, sniffling again. “You’re not?”

He smiles, nodding his head until his hand tilts your head upward so the tears wouldn’t spill from your eyes. “I can’t get mad at you even if I tried to.”

“Even if I steal your food?”

“I don’t mind.”

“Even if I tell you Michael Kaiser is a better player than you?”

His lips curl into a sarcastic smile and he squeezes your cheeks. “Don’t push it now…”

You laugh and the sound brings joy to his ears. He ushers you up with a hum, letting you take his hand. He presses a kiss to your forehead, bringing you close to him. “How about we spend the rest of our date at home? We can watch a few movies and eat some snacks. You know, Netflix and chill,” his lips fall into a smirk and you forget your boyfriend sometimes derives joy from seeing you flustered.

You slap him lightly, averting your eyes. “Okay fine we can watch movies and eat snacks. And maybe Netflix and chill…” you mumble the last part loud enough for him to hear, earning a laugh from him. 

He squeezes your hand midway in between your walk back to the car. “Did I ever tell you that you’re cute when you get jealous?”

“Shut up.”

[newkatzkafe2023]

THE BALLADS OF SUN WUKONGS👑👑🐒🐒

Yandere monkey king Harem x Manipulative queen Reader😈👑

CHAPTER 1 POPULAR D*CK(HEADS)

The Wukong's are a group of popular D*cks 🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶

(Uh huh)👍👍👍

It all started when with the monkeys popularity and reputation, the were interestingly loved by not only their subjects but the mortal realm as well. Between the carefree Nature of Netflix Wukong and the party animal Nezha Wukong and the Defiant Nature of MKR Wukong and Cocky attitude BMW Wukong.

Then their's the surprisingly social Lmk Wukong, with his friendly personality and the chill vibes displayed by HIB Wukong and finally the impeccable Intelligence of The Destined one and because of their qualities the people of the tree realms love them and people even copied some of them especially the youth.

Hots bods, 7 times immortal, kings of the mountain plus one of them's rich🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶

(Cough Nezha reborn cough)

The heavens were sick and tired of the Monkies growing influence on the mortal realm and feared that they would lose to them in popularity, so the jade emperor and the celestial court decided to make a suggestion to a certain Queen looking for a husband Unfortunately their were unexpected hole in the plans.

Those boys had everything to hiccup and hitch, Jin Zhāng lost his arm to a beast🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶

(AM-PUTAT-ED💪)

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG 🐒👑😈

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

One Puff or Two?

Pairing: Eddie x Reader

Word count: ….we ain’t gon talk about it

Notes: You don’t understand how funny this ask is because my friend made me laugh so hard he gave me an asthma attack and I had to pause our movie to take my inhaler it was h i l a r i o u s

“Not bad, not bad” Buck pats Eddie on the shoulder as they walk into the station. They’d just come from the gym and were getting ready to start their shift. Eddie had admittedly gone a little harder than he should have when Buck mentioned you’d be there too tonight. 

He would finally ask you on that stupid date that Buck had been nagging him about the entire time they’d been working out. He said you two would be absolutely adorable together 

His chest is a bit tight as he comes up the stairs, you’re sat in a chair with your feet up, reading some book you’d been meaning to get around to for ages. 

He goes to the fridge for a bottle of water and cracks the lid 

“Hey um-“ he coughs a little and clears his throat “You busy this- this weekend?” 

He’s coughing through the entire sentence and you look up at him from your book 

“Are you okay?” 

Y-yeah! Yeah no I’m-“ he coughs again and puts his hand on his chest, bending over to breathe for a second “I’m fine, anyway what-“You get up from your seat and come over to him now, guiding him down into a chair 

“Hey?? come on look at me babe” You put your head on his chest listening to his breathing and frown. His hand comes up and he rubs your hair 

“If-if you wanted-” cough “to touch m-“ cough cough “all you ha-had-”

“All I had to do was ask ha-ha very funny. Stop talking!” You finish his sentence for him as he keeps coughing and taking in short shallow breaths 

“I can’t believe you’re flirting with me when you’re having an asthma attack” You get up and pat his pockets down to see if he’s got an inhaler but there’s nothing 

“I ca- I can’t-“ 

“Please for the love of god stop talking. I’ll be right back okay!! Stay here!” 

You run downstairs telling Bobby what’s happening and grab an emergency inhaler from the truck before running back upstairs. You’re gonna need one in a minute with all the running around 

Eddie is still hacking up a lung when you drop to your knees in front of him and shake the inhaler before priming it. 

“Do you even have an inhaler??” You scold him and he rolls his eyes and shrugs because he does, he just can’t tell you that right now. You hold it up to his lips and he winks at you before taking the first puff 

“Oh my god” you mumble as he holds his breath for a minute, he blows out slowly as you rub his thigh in time with his breathing. He leans back in his chair and slouches a bit 

“Yo- you should stay o-on your knees for me-me” 

You glare at him and he chuckles to himself while you wait for him to take the second one 

“Have you always been this annoying?” You hold it up to his lip again and he takes the last puff. You wait for him to blow it out slowly again and then get up 

“Are you feeling better?” You step forward and ruffle his hair and he leans into your touch. Your “Awww” is cut short as he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you down into his lap 

“I feel much better” he nuzzles your nose “And you didn’t answer if you were busy this weekend”

Your cheeks flush and you shrug at him “No I’m not busy… why?” 

“Oh, no reason… just thought maybe you’d uh…. maybe you’d like to go out with me? It’s the least I could do you know, you saved my life and all” 

You snicker as you cross one leg over the other and lean into him more, you wrap your arms around his neck and now it’s his turn to blush as he holds you in his arms

“Just a little way to say thank you huh?” You wriggle your eyebrows and he nods 

“Mhmmm… maybe dinner at that one Italian place you really like and then back to my place for a movie?” 

“Are you asking me to Netflix and chill?” You laugh 

“I don’t think that’s what the kids call it anymore, but yeah I guess that is what I’m asking… minus the chill part I mean- unless like… you know that’s something you want to happen”

“Did you just talk yourself out of getting laid?!” Buck comes up the walkway with Eddie’s normal inhaler and puts it in his shirt pocket, patting it lightly “I thought I taught you better than that!” 

You go to get out of Eddie’s lap but he keeps you there, holding you tighter “Oh shut up! You’re ruining the moment… So what do you think? oh savior of mine?”

You giggle at him and Buck and give him little finger guns 

“It’s a date” 

“Jesus she’s as dorky as you are!” Buck facepalms

[justevelynnnn]

Seeing Nerd!Armin’s dorm for the first time

Notes: Kinda continuation of my nervous nerd post but it doesn’t have to be if u don’t want to

content: Nerd!Armin x blk/fem!reader, mostly fluff, a bit suggestive here and there but nothing too explicit 👍🏾

- Armin called you the second he got back to his dorm, he just loves ur voice sm!

-The boy was obsessed i tell y’all…

- You guys talked for hours that night and for the next few weeks you guys would talk every night until like 3am talking about whatever…

- “Sooo, you got a roommate or sum?”, You’d ask one night.

-“Oh, not really. I live in the coed mini apartments. We have our own rooms…I guess it still counts though huh…” Armin softly said.

-Come to find out y’all both do!

-After learning this you asked to come over one day.

-Armin was a nervous wreck. He spent hours trying to clean up and make the place look nice before you came over. He also begged Eren to leave too.

-“Why?” Eren asked but Armin not wanting to really say just responded in a squeaky, “…Because!”

-Eren just stared for a second and then busted out laughing, “OHhhh, i see..😏”

-Armin tried to explain that’s not what was happening here but Eren just yelled back, “Have fun!” as he left out the door.

- Armin was in the middle of cleaning his glasses when you knocked on the door. He jumped a bit as his heart began to beat and he stared to blush at the thought of you seeing where he stayed.

-After one last quick check in the mirror he opened the door, greeted you and to his surprise you gave him a hug!

-He kinda just froze and smiled. Very awkward but cute..

-You wore a cute plain green dress that went to your knees, a black jean jacket to go over it and some black uggs. You also had your hair in a bun(if u don’t have enough for a bun sorry just pretend u got a wig on or something). He loved how good you looked even in simple outfits.

-He let you in as you looked around admiring how neat it was. “It’s so cleannn up in here, y’all might be the cleanest college boys i know!” You exclaimed. “Where is your roommate anyway?”

- “Oh, um, out..” Armin said blushing a little at your compliment.

- “Is he a smarty pants like you too?”

-“No, um, not at all..” Armin said. He stared at you as you laughed at that. He couldn’t believe you were in the place he stayed.. He fr had a girl over!!

- Armin showed you around a bit, avoiding Eren’s messy room and saving his own for last. He mainly focused on his favorite parts like the plants by the window and the bookshelf in the hallway.

- “So, what do you want to do now y/n?” Armin asked after he finished showing you the tiny kitchen. You smiled at how he said your name. It kinda had a sultry tone but you didn’t know if he meant that or not.

- “Um…i don’t know. Can i see your room?” You kind of hesitated to ask cause you didn’t want him to think you wanted to do anything crazy just yet, tbh you just wanted to see😭

- “Oh! Uh, sure, follow me…” He led you to his room and opened the door and stepped aside so you could go in..

- It was really clean and definitely showed his nerdy personality. Book, books and more books first of all. His desk was clean but also messy at the same time? Papers and folders and a couple textbooks covers the top and on the desk hutch there were more books and some pencils.

- His bed was made and he seems to go for a black and white theme throughout the room. He had black bedsheets, his desk was white and his curtain had a black and white pattern. Oh and it smelled nice, like fresh laundry.

- ��I like your room, Arlert.” You turned to him and saw his whole face was red.

-“Oh, um yeah, thanks…” He mumbled. He was just flustered at the fact a girl was in his room!

-You laughed at this and poked him and teased, “Stop being so nervous, boy!”

-He just smiled at you and laughed a bit. This is when you noticed how soft and blue his eyes were behind his lens.

- Y’all spent the rest of that evening really chilling and watching shows on hulu/netflix/whatevr. Armin ordered a pizza which was plain but you weren’t complaining cause it was a sweet gesture.

-You left at around 8 but before you got out you hugged Armin again to say bye and Eren walked in.

-“Heyyy, pretty lady.” He smirked after seeing you. You pulled away from Armin and he rolled his eyes. Eren laughed it off and said he was joking(he already had eyes on another girl anyways). You just waved and left.

-“Sooooo?” Eren asked looking over at a very embarrassed Armin who just said, “No, we did not.”

- You both ofc called each other again that night to talk about that day and when Armin should come over to your place next time.

-You both felt closer than ever after that day ❤️

[epic-arc]

''The Kabedon Technique''

Jaune was in his room alone while reading a book that Nora had given him called ''How to make a perfect kabedon'' and he was reading it with curiosity.

Jaune: I don't know why Nora would give me this but maybe it has something useful. Well let's do some tests. Then I can invite all my friends to watch animated films with me!

Ruby was walking eating cookies until she was pinned against the wall by Jaune which made her face turn slightly red.She could see a confident expression and smile on Jaune's face.

Jaune: Hello my red reaper. Do you want to spend time together for a movie night? Just the two of us~ and some friends, To chill and netflix.

Ruby, after hearing that invitation, had her face completely flushed like her cape. She would be ganging up and confused and not knowing how to react.

Ruby: I- UH! What! Huh! Me and you ?! Yes!? Absolutely what?!..Yes?

Jaune would place two fingers near Ruby's lips and say shh with his mouth and move away but look at her smiling.

Jaune: Its a date then?

Jaune(Mind): Cool! Having managed to convince Ruby to watch the movies with me, now I'm going to test it with the others!

Jaune would go to the library and see Weiss reading and then he would catch her attention and look at him a little irritated.

Weiss: What do you want Jaune? Can't you see i'm busy here.

Jaune approaches and pressed Weiss lightly against the table, which would make her blush slightly, but she was still irritated.

Jaune: Hey snow princess. Will you join me and the others for a romantic movie night? Would you do it for the teams and for me?

Weiss would have her face flushed and would pick up the book she was reading and lift it up, covering her face, preventing Jaune from seeing her flushed face.

Weiss: W-well, if it's to h-help with the r-relationship between the t-teams, I'll agree to go to this film session!

Jaune would leave with an expression of happiness on his face and meet Pyrrha in the hallway and taking advantage of the opportunity he placed her against the wall with a gentle smile on his face. Pyrrha was confused and happy at the same time.

Jaune: Hey partner would you be in-

Pyrrha: Yes! I'm interested in anything you're going to do with me but please be gentle jaune!!!

Jaune: Oh ok then see you later!

Jaune released Pyrrha and she ran away blushing and with a huge expression of happiness on her face. Jaune was slightly confused by her response. Jaune was going to the dorm until he saw Ren cooking and then he would go to his side helping him and then he would take his hand and look at his face.

Jaune: Hey beautiful lotus if I haven't been bothering you but do you want to watch movies with me and the girls later?

Ren would blush and look at Jaune with a gentle smile and nod and Jaune would see this and leave the kitchen heading towards his dorm.

Ren(mind): My god I'm a bisexual disaster!

Jaune was walking until he was pinned against the wall and what he saw was Yang who had a mischievous smile on hers face.

Yang: Hey vomit boy~ I saw that you were calling people to watch movies in the dorm and you still haven't come to me.

Jaune was blushing and confused thinking about what he was going to say but Yang saw that and let out a little laugh and let him go.

Yang:I'm not mad just know that I'll be there too I hope you enjoy action movies heh~

Jaune(Mind): Is she the creator of kabedon?!

(Base of this video)

[drconstellation]

Go on, admit it.

You've been waiting for Chapter 8 to drop.

A Season of Whale Song

Rated E 8/13 31K

Ch 8: Respite [E]

A short break in proceedings, with some talking.

Crowley came in, a mug in each hand. “Tea?” he asked, seeing Aziraphale was awake.

“Mmm. Thanks.” This was nice.

Aziraphale hoisted himself up onto an elbow and extracted an arm to accept the hot drink. Crowley settled himself on the edge of the couch, slotting against Aziraphale’s midriff. 

“A good day for Netflix and chill,” remarked Crowley, slyly, resting a hand on Aziraphale’s hip.

Aziraphale frowned, then looked sideways up at Crowley. “It is chilly today, yes, but I’m not sure I should waste it watching tv.”

Crowley chortled at this. “Oh, Angel, get with the times, will you! Look, no one in their right mind is going to want to venture outside today. Except the beachcombers. And they will have already been out and back. Only whales and ducks like this weather.” 

Aziraphale, somewhat embarrassed to still not understand, squinted suspiciously up at Crowley from where he reclined. “And this is because…” he prompted.

“So the beachcombers would have been out at the crack of dawn to walk the strand along the bay for any shells and rare shit like ambergris that the storm would have thrown up on the beach last night,” Crowley explained, twisting slightly to cast a look out the front window. “Competitive bastards that they are. And while it might look sunny outside right at this moment, in about half an hour, I can almost guarantee you it’s going to be pouring with rain again, if not hailing. Rinse and repeat that every hour while the cold pool of air behind the storm front passes over.” He gave Aziraphale a cheeky look. “Much better to stay home, warm and dry in front of the fire. Maybe even in bed.”

“How convenient that your ‘bed’ is in front of the fire,” mused Azirphale, on hearing this. 

“Uh huh. As soon as I finish this I’m joining you back under the doona. The only reason I’m dressed at the moment is because it’s too cold between the kitchen and bathroom, and I needed a shower.”

Keep reading here on AO3 or Start from the Beginning.

This is a locked fic to stop the scraper bots, so you will need an AO3 account.

[seriously-mike]

Twenty Minutes Before the End of the World

So no shit, there we were: comfortably into Netflix & chill on December 30, Saturday evening just before New Year's Day. The best moment for shit to start acting up: lo and behold, it was 9:40pm when I noticed that the flush hose in my bathroom was menacingly leaking. Menacingly, as in "I'm just getting started."

It's twenty minutes before the end of the world year, because once the stores are closed, they'll stay closed for the next two days, and the water's dripping from an ancient flush hose that was last replaced some twenty years ago. That bitch. So, no time to waste: we have to dress up and get to the nearest hardware store, just one fucking bus stop away, to get a replacement.

The metro will arrive in 5 minutes. The bus in 10. Fuck it, we're walking. And on the way, we ended up having some ridiculous conversations like:

@jurian-is-cinnamon-roll: Uh huh, that’s me. I bring bad luck to people. Me: Nah, I have enough of my own.

Because yeah, just when things start going for me, I have to end up in a fuck-up of some sort. But, at least, we came to the conclusion that anything can be a romantic walk with the right attitude, and so we make it to the store five minutes before closing.

We get to the plumbing aisle and of course I can't find the right kind of hose, which would be a foot-long, 3/8" nut to 1/2" nut fitting, but luckily, there's still a helpful employee nearby, so with the correct part, I run to the self-checkout.

The barcode's fucked. Literally nonexistent. I run back to the plumbing aisle and find a replacement with a legible label. With that checked out, we walk out of the store at closing time.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Of course it turned out that the threading on the flush tank valve was fucked anyway, but with the proper amount of thread I managed to keep everything together.

[originemesis]

@voxistem from xxx

TV TROPES DOT ORG, GIVE ME THE RUN DOWN. UH OH, LOOKS LIKE A CLASSIC CASE OF IMMORTAL IMMATURITY. but never you mind, dear audience! your host lives with velvette and valentino, he can handle a tantrum or two. this one comes with the added bonus of a holy, angelic soul. well, not so holy anymore but angelic nonetheless. you don't just throw away this kind of opportunity. angel souls are a hefty sum of power, like a briefcase stuffed with wads of cash, requiring transfers in intervals. a little wining and dining, some added expenses — boom, contract signed. and hey, the feathered menace is steadily growing on him. if nothing else, vox has always been fond of rock. ( not necessarily when it's blasting through the tower at three in the morning, but he's adjusting. ) vox makes a show of looking him up and down appreciatively, LED grin flashing across his display as he taps a claw against adam's mask, a static-laced chuckle sounding from his speakers. the fuckboy look suits him. ❝ the prettiest. ❞ the overlord drawls, snaking a clawed grip around the fallen angel's waist, mostly just to hold him in place and steer him down the corridor, in the direction of the elevator, with no more fuss. they have reservations after all. ❝ purple's a good colour on you, birdy. might have to get you more of this. what'dya think, huh? i'm sure vel would love to have you model for her. ❞ out front, there's a limo awaiting them.

Well, it wasn't like he could say this was his preferential placement and all, but it did beat lying in a puddle of blood and used condoms that weren't even his outside of that fucking Lucifer's place...even with cunt^3'd over there vamping on his soul. If it looked like a leech, latched like a leech, and smiled like a leech- it was probably just a TV. In this case, one with legs and enough influence in hell to keep him from getting bulldozed by all the sinners he'd tortured over the years- or worse yet: bored. That was one thing he didn't do very well at all with that attention span of his.

Neck craned down fairly far as if to acknowledge his company, but eyes swiveled elsewhere in a non-committal toss and subsequent roll, he would have his attention brought back to the center of his mask jarringly with the tapping of a claw and the surge of static that came with it and scrambled his face display a brief moment. Oh...? Equalizer bars slanted diagonally shot up and down a quavering moment across the bridge of his visor in the regular golden shade of his features mimicking the stain that was likely dusted across his face underneath at the relenting of a confirmation he didn't expect, but nonetheless packed onto the pile of his steadily stacking Jenga tower of an ego. He'd opened his mouth to pitch whatever saucy thought scuttled out from the knocked over leaf hiding his inner lizard of a mindset, but a side of squawk only emerges once he's yanked over by the hip and ushered towards the doors with a firm, but final say. They were late, and the walking microwave wasn't going to stand for it...or leave him to his Fortnite quests.

"Ehh- mid on most normies. I can elevate it though. Not sure Pinkie-Pie would appreciate the extra work with that hate boner she's got for me." He mused while fussing with a golden stud at the end of his horn, tugging like one might an earring when their hands had little else to do. The 'birdy' doesn't fly under his radar, but he merely huffs a challenge of sorts at the branding.

Challenge accepted.

"Y'know, TV-Din-Dins ~ " The angel mused once he'd been bolstered over to the opening of the ride, talons digging in to the top of the vehicle and scratching his mark in with a firm screech. A sly grin slipped over his shoulder at the one looking to boot him in. "You keep playing the right channel, and I just might let you Netflix and chill a little more soul out of me later." Not that he would. Sometimes it was just cathartic to be simped over for no damned reason other than personal profit. Maybe women did have a cheat code.

[miraruinada]

Like NASCAR (Check!) Baby you best not go there (Style!) Boy you better get your mind right fore I leave that shit all over that windshield I'm real right, gonna stand on it (Uh-huh!) Raw how I fuck, Plan B on it (Uh-huh!) It's a wonder I ain't got a lot of kids 'cause I just pull up and spray on it (Go!) Alright, okay, okay I see what you're doin' (Style!) I done came up in the ruins Now I step out, it's ahs and oohin' (Style!) Baby, hey-hey, hey-hey Goin' down like mayday I'ma make it do what it do How he do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy It's hard like Sudoku So I put it in his dook' chute Netflix and chill on a jail broken Roku (Style!) You goof troops, fucking with a loose screw I'ma just shoot then yell out, "How you do?" (Hahahahaha!) He was talkin' 'bout crypto Still sent his ass up to the moon Actin' like I know who he is, and I'm lookin' like "Who are you?" (Style!) It's Marco and Wolfy, everybody know us got the cobra clutch Got they gang on a crutch, and these boys all-- Got 'em feeling like we supervillains, and we just cliqued up

And you know I don't know any other name tonight under the heavens.

Walk in this shit with the Wock (Wock!) Fuck what you heard, I'm toxic (I am!) Snitches be callin' the cops (They do!) Civilians thinkin' we opps (What the fuck!) The shit that I flash ain't a prop (No!) All my enemies done turned into loss Gimme that nasty, gimme that loose Gimme that bar-bar, take out the tooth I feel like **** when I step in the booth Drippin' like ****, you know how it do Stick for the rude leones (Click click) Now I'm playin' zombies Choppas like NATO, that shit come in caseloads Dog cover they face, they actin ****-Hommy Gimme that Rogan, gimme that-- (Woo!) Hit it like H-Town, knockin' them boots (Straight) Crack in the booth Feelin' like Speed, who gon' stop me? Not you Couldn't shop at the store if it ain't have EBT too Now it's vente pa' ca, bring that money through Baby, I do this for fun They hid behind money like TTS done I heard they wanna attack my block Boy, do I look like Ron?

[barclaysangel]

When Devon and Jake did a netflix and chill for their first date:

Devon: You like french toast? That’s my favorite too!

Jake: Really? I loved french toast, especially with powdered sugar. You like Scooby-Doo?

Devon: Do I like Scooby-Doo? Who do you think inspired my love for horror? My mother?? Well, she did but Scooby-Doo also played a part in that.

Jake: Really? Just out of curiosity, *getting popcorn* What’s your favorite film, Devon?

Devon: *wide smile* It’s the best movie of all time, I swear to god! A masterpiece of art, if we wanna get technical. It’s called “Human Centipede”, and there’s three movies! We can watch all of them!

Jake: ..I — Human Centipede?

Devon: Yes! Or The Platform. The graphics and costume design was an absolute highlight for me.

Jake: Oh, really? *now a bit nervous since Junior told him that people who like movies like that are “red flags”

Devon: Uh-huh! But, only you want to.

Jake: Sure, why not?

Devon, internally: Oh, thank the Heavenly Lord above. I thought this was gonna be the sixth date in a row I’ve ruined.

Jake, internally: He is totally gonna kill me one day.

Jake wondering if he’s gonna die is so funny XD and fun fact: I recently saw like half of The Platform with my horror obsessed bestie lol

[1400trippieredd800]

{Chorus: Trippie Redd}

Huh, posted on the block, I tote my Nina (Yeah, yeah, I tote my Glock)

Blowin' dope, bitch I feel like Wiz Khalifa (Uh, uh, woo, yeah)

Super Saiyan dick in that pussy like Vegeta (Yeah, like Vegeta, yeah)

Ran into the gang, bitch just like a cheetah (Yeah, like a cheetah)

{Verse 1: Trippie Redd}

Yeah, big diamonds in my grill, ho (Grill, ho)

Wit' yo bitch, right now Netflix and Chill though, hey, hey

She just wanna pop a couple pills though (Pop a couple pills)

I was like "Bitch, I don't do them shits for real ho" (Do those shits, bitch)

She like "Oh, for real bro?" (For real?), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ah)

I just wanna feel this shit 'cause I can feel more (Feel)

I'm like "Damn, I might give you this big ass dick, ho" (Feel, skrt)

Yeah, I'm off the shits though (Shits though)

Pulled up in a new exotic whip though (Yeah)

Told that bitch "Come and suck up on my dick though" (Suck up on my dick, bitch)

Just bought my London bitch a new ass and some lips though (Yeah)

I will fuck you anywhere, like on a blimp ho (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I'm a rich ho, yeah, don't make sense ho (Divin' in that pussy)

Catch me in the bed wit' yo bitch boolin' wit' a pistol (Yeah, yeah, divin' in that pussy)

Boolin' with a missile, yeah, yeah (Pew-pew-pew, boom, huh)

And you know we off the shits though (Shits though)

Know we off the shits though (Shit though, 1400)

Yeah, you know we off the shits though (800, bitch, been gettin' money)

Yeah, you know we off the shits though

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-ah

{Chorus: Trippie Redd}

Huh, posted on the block, I tote my Nina (Yeah, yeah, I tote my Glock)

Blowin' dope, bitch I feel like Wiz Khalifa (Uh, uh, woo, yeah)

Super Saiyan dick in that pussy like Vegeta (Yeah, like Vegeta, yeah)

Ran into the gang, bitch just like a cheetah (Yeah, like a cheetah)

{Bridge: Daytonna Fox}

Fuckin' turn the lights out, right now

Plan to shut the whole place down, down (Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down)

Fuckin' turn the lights out, right now

'Til we shut the whole place down, down (Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, yeah, yeah)

{Verse 2: Daytonna Fox}

She think that I'm rude (Rude), don't know what to do (Do)

She look at me, I look at her, she thinkin' like "Dude" (Ooh)

Who the fuck is you? (Ooh), bitch, who the fuck is you? (Ooh)

Why you askin' questions? I don't do that (Nah)

Yeah, run it, I run it, I run like an athlete (Yeah)

The gang in the studio, know we is trappin'

I don't give a fuck about none this shit, half this shit (Oh)

She told me she want all my money and I think I don't really do so I'm kickin' it out (Yeah)

I got this money, I tell it about (Tell)

She want it all, she want it all

But she can't get nothin', not for right now

I know baby (I know), I said I know baby (I know)

You like to fuck all these niggas, then just go, baby (Go)

With everything you find, is that your state of mind? (Mind)

Say lil' bitch, the gang pull up too quick and then you die (Die)

And no I'm not gon' change (Change), and I'm rockin' with the gang (With the gang)

So buckle up, get ready for the ride, it's Super Saiyan

She don't deal with the lames (The lames)

And she don't play no games (No games)

But if she act up, I'll push her ass outside the picture frame, damn (Yeah)

{Chorus: Trippie Redd}

Huh, posted on the block, I tote my Nina (Yeah, yeah, I tote my Glock)

Blowin' dope, bitch I feel like Wiz Khalifa (Uh, uh, woo, yeah)

Super Saiyan dick in that pussy like Vegeta (Yeah, like Vegeta, yeah)

Ran into the gang, bitch just like a cheetah (Yeah, like a cheetah)

[thechiyonosakenyc]

Austin was just about to be done pouring them both a glass of water before he heard the question and had to stifle a laughter. He turned to look at Olivia with a bemused expression, as if he was hearing this in slight disbelief. Austin headed to the couch and placed down her glass and took a drink. He felt like this needed some slow talking to or just letting her know straight up. “Uh, Olivia. When I said we can Netflix and chill, that’s not literally what I was suggesting.” Austin said, lips curled into a wry little grin at the direction of the blonde. “I don’t know if you know this but for one, most guys and girls on Tinder don’t talk about wanting to watch a movie. Unless that movie is adult in nature. And for another? I didn’t think you’d swipe right on me to watch a movie, huh?”

Austin stepped aside to let Olivia walk in to his home. Where Olivia and her brother and family stayed in a house, Austin chose to live alone in his, preferring the solitude for more personal and private time without any cutbacks or hiccups. “Not at all.” Austin replied with a grin as she closed the door and apologized for her being here in his night, his eyes already shamelessly following the lilt of her hips swaying from side to side as Olivia walked. “You made my night, to be honest. There’s no need to apologize for making my night better.” He moved to the fridge, just to offer something. “I’m more worried you’d rather go to bed or something, but here you are.” Austin added. “You want something to drink? Or… do you wanna get straight to it?” He teased.

[gayregis]

went to watch the hexer because i was like hmm i just want to see how it is and ITS SO MUCH BETTER THAN NETFLIX* (see note). WOW. this just goes to show that you don’t need a high budget and good cgi to make a better show. you need good writing and to follow through on the themes of the original that you’re adapting from 😳

i watched episodes 7 & 13 (adaptations of eternal flame + edge of the world and something more) and while much got cut from eternal flame it was pretty true to message... that people fear dopplers because they think that they are unique individuals, are scared that dopplers know their thoughts... also i love the scene with vespula 😭. also basically edge of the world was perfect except that the timeline was messed up so that it isn’t geralt & jaskier’s first adventure, and also if this was made today with a large budget cgi could have helped (but that’s not smth they had control over so im not complaining abt it, i think they did really super well for what they had (like with lille and her scene at the end). jaskier being in something more got cut but tbh his role in that is so unimportant and it’s really just a scene for geralt to learn that cintra was razed and to say his thoughts. yurga also wasn’t travelling in ygsith, but like, they have a limited budget and amount of sets, and it didn’t hurt the overall message. the scene where geralt and ciri reunite literally did kill me though and i cried. the actress playing ciri is really cute and small and zebrowski just picks her up and holds her like omg 😭😭

also roach dances so much, and it’s funny because it’s accurate to the story, but i think the horse that zebrowski was on was just flighty...

there are some kinda weird things the hexer did, like they kinda pulled some geralt/toruviel and jaskier/dudu lines and actions (which is just kinda confusing imo) but it wasn’t like, overbearing? idk what was going on so i just ignored that in view of the positive light. also there are some just non-canon things they added in (like geralt meets toruviel and another elf again) but it’s all really in-character (geralt doesn’t crave violence and just wants peace with them, jaskier also goes off and buys a stylin’ outfit), so i didn’t mind.

also geralt in the hexer dislikes kaer morhen because they changed it so that he was taken as a boy and not given up by visenna willingly, so geralt thus hates KM and loves visenna (instead of the opposite in the books where geralt is happy to be with his wolf brothers and is bitter towards his mother for abandoning him). so at the end when he takes ciri it’s a bit unclear as to where he’s taking her, but it makes for more of a better ending for the hexer specifically, since they didn’t make any more episodes and thus can’t go forth into the Saga Proper — at the end of the hexer, i got the implication that they’re just going to live and geralt will raise ciri as a normal child and not a witcher. geralt also mentioned his friends being dwarves, elves, and “jaskier who writes songs and sings wonderfully,” so i also am guessing that they would just travel as ciri grows up and spend time with geralt’s friends ... which is a very happy concept to consider. is kind of awkward though of course because they never got to the saga, that yennefer doesn’t have a place as her mom yet.

also i havent seen the whole thing (ive seen eps. 1, 2, and 11 besides the two i just watched) idk if they adapted sword of destiny in a good way. i know they adapted a question of price but i havent seen that ep yet. so im still thinking but just the way that they adapted most of these scenes by just taking the books and making them scripts really helped like... everything. i just enjoyed it way more because it felt like they respected what was written by taking it word for word mostly. they just changed some things to make it more appropriate for the television format (like the thing abt geralt not liking KM, etc) but they did it in a way i enjoyed (like the backstory for geralt is pretty well done, it has tension and stuff. it does change who geralt is as a character an imperceptable bit though). i know some people may hate that they just basically took the books exactly for what they are and then formatted it to fit their time frame of 13 episodes, but to me that’s the kind of adaptation i wish for.

TLDR: why does everyone hate on the hexer this shit slaps. fuck netflix lmao* (see note).

* except joey i like him he has my complete favor. even if he is a little too much of a scene-stealer and makes everyone else on screen look bad bc he does so well lol.

[divinelyparkjimin]

— like i want you [m] | jjk.

◦ summary ↠ setting your nerdy best friend up with a girl from your class was the biggest mistake you ever made.

◦ pairing ↠ jungkook x reader (namjoon x reader for like a second)

◦ word count ↠ 5.4k

◦ genre ↠ smut, angst, fluff

◦ content warning(s) ↠ best friends to lovers, nerd!jungkook, fuckgirl!reader, college au, suggestive/explicit content, swearing, praise kink, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, light dirty talk, oral sex, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, fingering, orgasm denial, pet names, very slight humiliation kink, breast play

a/n: first upload! i hope u guys like :D

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"Netflix and chill, my ass. If he likes Batman so much, why doesn’t he just go fuck him instead?” You sighed vehemently, eyes rolling at the mere thought of the disappointment of a date you had last night. You were in the living room of your old studio apartment, pacing back and forth as you ranted to your best friend Jungkook.

What seemed like what was going to be the best sex of your life, had gone to waste—all because of Batman. Yes, Batman.

The boy’s name was Namjoon Kim. You crossed paths with him a few times across campus and heard your fair share of rumors on his supposed flawless performance in bed. You’ve heard girls gush over his ‘monster cock’ and how he knew exactly where and how to please them and it all sounded far too tempting. You couldn’t help but take on the offer when your friend, Mina, offered to introduce you to him.

He specifically stated that he wanted to Netflix and chill with you but when it came to it, there was practically no chilling—just Netflix. Sure, the two of you did make out a little but he cut it before it could get any further. If he could sleep with all these girls, why not you? Now you were stuck at home, adding yet another tally to your mental board of days fraught with unbearable sexual frustration.

Your mind had been in such a complete daze that you had forgotten about your best friend sitting right before you, listening intently to all your meaningless talk.

“Isn’t he just trying to be respectful? Maybe the guy’s just got some class.” Jungkook questioned, head tilted to the side in confusion. He often called you nit-picky for your taste in men, and he was probably right.

"Respectful? I’m not sure I’d say that.” You threw your head into your hands, remembering that surely wasn’t the case. In fact, the boy’s hands lost themselves under your blouse a few times as you were making out. But you couldn't help but feel embarrassed at his inability to go any further with you. "Yeah, maybe he's a nice guy, but honestly, I just want some dick." Jungkook chuckled, trying to hide his cheeky smile.

You plodded onto the couch beside Jungkook and locked your eyes with his before continuing.

"… Don't you ever get a little horny?"

"Huh—I mean, yeah, I guess." Jungkook's cheeks flushed in an instant, stumbling upon his words. "Obviously I get horny and uh—watch porn, but I haven't really wanted someone like that for a while..." You cringed at the thought of your best friend jacking off, quickly diverting your thoughts from the visual that was being painted in your mind. Yeah, you were close, but you never really asked about that side of him. He knew a whole lot about your sexual encounters, but you never really got the chance to listen to him talk about any of his, if there were any.

"Now be honest, when was the last time you got some?" You inquired, raising an eyebrow as the reds of the boy's cheeks became radiant along his skin.

"You know... back when I dated that girl in our junior year of high school. The super short one with bangs." You recalled the petite girl that used to follow Jungkook around school. You caught them alone together multiple times but you never would've thought that they'd have slept together.

"It's been that long? Come on, you gotta do better than that." You nudged him, pulling your phone from your jacket pocket. "Look, I'll find you a girl right now." Jungkook snatched your phone from your hands and shut it off before placing it back down on your lap.

"Hey, I'm not like you — I can't just sleep around with people like that. I'm way too shy and you know that,” Jungkook avoided your gaze. You could tell this conversation was making him nervous, arms crossed tightly over his chest.

He wasn’t the most expressive person but you somehow managed to get things out of him. When you first met him, he was the same. Always seated tightly in the back of the class, a book in his hand. He was the token “quiet nerdy kid” that every class had. You were assigned to sit next to him in your pre-algebra class and somehow the two of you, despite being polar opposites, became the bestest of friends. Who knows where the two of you would be now if you hadn’t been seated where you were. Though the loved the boy with your whole heart, you did wish he’d let himself loose at times too.

“I’m not telling you to sleep around…” Before you could finish your sentence, Jungkook rolled his eyes, knowing it was exactly that. “—hear me out, there’s this one girl that’s been eyeing you for a while. You’re a lot more popular than you think.” Jungkook‘s eyes shifted to you for a second, slightly intrigued, before darting straight back to the floor.

Gaze still directed to your marble white floors, Jungkook stammered quietly, “W-What’s her name?” You giggled to yourself. He was excited about this and it was written all over his face. His flustered expression and wandering eyes gave it away.

“Jennie Kim.”

His eyes widened momentarily. She was one of the prettiest girls in your class and he did admire her from a distance from time to time. Her body was said to be “chiseled by the gods,” every curvature seeming near-perfect.

“You’re joking, Y/N.” Jungkook scoffed. He didn’t want to believe it and find himself caught in a potential prank you were pulling on him. This hesitance was soon put down as you passed him your phone to him, displaying various text messages of the girl swooning over him. “There’s no way…”

“See! You totally have a crush on her!” You playfully punched Jungkook’s arm.

“It is not a crush, I’m just shocked she likes me.” He affirmed. “… but I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try and talk to her.” You turned to Jungkook, placing your palms upon the soft fabric of his shirt, one on each shoulder.

“There’s a party tomorrow night. Message her and ask if she’ll be there.” You advised the boy who was visibly anxious. “But you gotta flirt and talk to her first, okay?” Jungkook nodded slowly, though it still felt unclear to him.

“I’ll figure it out. I gotta go now though, I’ll see you tomorrow night, okay?” Jungkook said before propping himself off the couch. His hand dove onto your scalp, ruffling your hair up in circles before speeding out the door, giggling. He really hasn’t changed has he? You chuckled to yourself.

The evening of the next day, you sat before the vanity in your room, fixing up your makeup and hair. You had already agreed to go to the party with the guy from your last date, Namjoon, and you were hoping for something more than just a heated make out session—as amazing as it was. He was hot and smart and honestly, such a catch. You couldn’t help but feel excited for the night to come, despite the disappointment you were left with after your first date. You had higher hopes for this one, fingers crossed that things would go at least a little further than last night. As considerate as it was of him to wait, he left you a horny mess.

Shaking your head out of your thoughts, you sent a text to Jungkook to remind him of the party, but it seemed he was already on his way there. For someone that would show an hour after nearly every hangout or event, you were shocked. You texted a quick, ‘omw’ before heading out.

The house belonged to the president of some fraternity at your university, Taehyung Kim. You weren’t too close to the guy, but the two of you saw each other often at parties. You thought you were wild, but he was on another level. You didn’t mind it though.

When you arrived, you searched the crowd of people for familiar faces. The room reeked of alcohol, heat filling the air from the friction of people’s bodies rubbing against one another. The kind of atmosphere that’s strange at first but feels somewhat natural at the same time. You tried to fit yourself though the thinnest of gaps between people, finally making your way out as Taehyung popped right into your vision.

“Would you look at that? My favorite person’s here!” He swung his arm over your back, the boy’s inescapable scent of alcohol consuming you. The two of you knew very well that you weren’t close but you were sure it was simply the alcohol speaking on his behalf. “Can you pleaaase come drink with me? Tell Jungkook to join too!” The boy pouted, hands cupping your cheeks. You chuckled at Taehyung’s foolish behavior, lightly petting his fluffy brown hair.

“Hey, I’d really love to but someone’s waiting for me.” You politely turned down Taehyung’s offer, slowly tearing his arm off of your shoulders. You strolled away swiftly, scanning the crowd yet again. Your eyes finally landed upon Namjoon, the face you had been longing to see. He was leaned back against a wall, arms crossed. As you maneuvered your way over to him, you noticed Jungkook standing beside Jennie in the distance, arms laced with hers. He raised his hand up to wave to you with a bright smile, but as you were about to wave back, Jennie called his name, instantly diverting his attention. You didn’t think much of it, returning your attention to the tall man in front of you.

Namjoon’s cheeks lifted with a smile as soon as his gaze met yours, placing his hands on your waist to engulf you in a warm hug. He was wearing a button up shirt, most of it unbuttoned to showcase his abdomen and it definitely made you feel things. You placed your hand on his chest, letting your fingers wander the depths of his skin.

“I’m glad we got to meet again. You look really hot.” Namjoon smiled, evidently admiring the way your dress hugged your waist. The neckline dipped low enough to show off your cleavage and Namjoon couldn’t seem to get his eyes off of it. “I couldn’t get you out of my head since we last saw each other.” His voice was deep and raspier than you remembered it.

“You look amazing too.” You responded, hands sliding lower down his shirt.

“You’re a bold one huh?” He smirked, hands lowering down your waist. “I can do that too, you know?” Chills ran through your skin as you felt his hands make their way down to your ass.

“Do it then.” You bit your cherry tinted glossed lips, watching Namjoon’s eyes constantly fixing onto them.

“Fuck, can I kiss you?” He pulled your body closer to his and you could feel his length touch your stomach through his pants. You nodded, as he instantly placed his lips on yours, massaging your ass as he did so. When the two of you pulled away momentarily, you noticed Jungkook seated on a couch with Jennie at the edge of the couch, practically on his lap. His hand was caressing her thigh and something about the sight made you feel weird inside. Jungkook made eye contact with you and averted his eyes almost immediately, an expression of annoyance and sorrow appearing upon his usually soft features. Was he upset at you? A strange feeling began to pit within your stomach. Jealousy. As a friend or as a woman? You weren’t sure yet.

"You okay?" Namjoon held your face between his fingertips, shifting your face back toward him. You grinned back at the boy.

"Yeah sorry, I got a little distracted—" You uttered, being cut off by a peck to your lips.

"Don't worry, okay?" Namjoon reassured, arm locking around your waist. He leaned toward your ear, rubbing the smalls of your back. "I really wanna fuck you right now." He whispered.

The two of you didn't waste any time as Namjoon had locked his grip around your wrist, leading you to a room. He pressed your delicate body onto the bed before attacking your lips with his own. He kissed a trail down your body, gripping at ends of your dress. He looked up at you, to which you nodded. Maybe it wasn't the best idea, but you wanted to get your head off of things.

Even with Namjoon right in front of you, touching you, the only thing on your mind was Jungkook with Jennie. You were the one who set them up, there’s no way you could be jealous … right? You snapped back to reality, scrunching your eyebrows up in discomfort at the thoughts currently circling through your mind.

"Fuck, you're so hot." Namjoon lifted up your dress to reveal your floral white laced panties. He stripped the white buttoned shirt off his body before pressing his fingers against your clothed folds. His fingers rubbed the sensitive area in a circular motion as you bit your lip, trying to hold in your moans that were soon reduced to small whines.

"You can let it out, I wanna hear you moan for me." Namjoon asserted. Something must've been wrong in your head because all you could think of was what Jungkook was up to. Your best friend. Maybe he was already having sex with Jennie by now. You were fine with it before, but why did it bother you now?

"Y/N?" You were broken from your thoughts by Namjoon who looked up at you with a puzzled look. Your eyes were welling up with tears, swelling up. "You don't look too okay—sorry if I was moving too fast, uh, we can stop if you want—" You lifted yourself up from your laying down position.

"It's not that, I just don't wanna do this to you." You tugged your dress down and stood back up onto your wobbly feet. "I'm really sorry," Your head hung low as you rushed, fighting back tears. Namjoon tried to follow you out as he threw as his shirt back on, losing you in the crowd of people. Namjoon turned back, falling into the vision of Jungkook who seemed to be staring darts into his soul. With only the sight of you running away from Namjoon, Jungkook could only assume something had happened. Quickly excusing himself from Jennie, he ran out the door and followed behind you.

You hurriedly let yourself into your apartment, sinking into the soft cushions of your couch. You couldn’t help but wonder what Jungkook was doing right now. Images of him fucking Jennie were all that flooded your head. How could a measly childhood crush from so long ago affect you like this? You were aware of your past feelings for him, but you never thought you could still have any left. It took seeing him with someone else to realize that.

A text sound dinged through your phone. You grasped your phone in your hands, staring blankly at the blue message displayed on your screen.

Bunny Boy

Hey, you okay?

[Sent 11:07pm]

You shut off your phone screen, flipping your it over, backside facing upwards. You tried to close your eyes but were interrupted by yet another ding.

Bunny Boy

I'm outside.

[Sent 11:12]

Soon after receiving Jungkook’s messages, you heard knocks at your door. You sprang up from your couch, slowly making your way to the front door. You pressed your face against the door, poking your eye into the peep hole. There stood Jungkook, nervously tapping his foot against the carpeted floor of your hallway. The ambiguous expression on his face left you apprehensive, hoping things would be okay between the two of you. His face was painted with worry and annoyance.

Your hand hesitantly wrapped itself around the silver handle of your door, debating on whether you should let the boy in or not. You weren’t sure if you could face the reality of the situation, but it sure wasn’t very mature of you to ignore it either. You couldn’t avoid him forever. He was your best friend after all. You mustered up all the courage within you and twisted the door open in one swift motion.

Your eyes dropped to the floor, only allowing yourself to the view of Jungkook’s black boots. It felt like there were strings physically restricting you from lifting your head to meet his eyes and the feeling was suffocating.

"...Can I come in?" Jungkook questioned in a soft voice. To ask such a question seemed unnatural to him, considering the unlimited access he usual had with your apartment. He'd usually pop in and out whenever he wanted, earning his fair share of scoldings by you for invading an adult woman’s privacy. It seemed he avoided doing so after noticing the apparent tension between the two of you. You nodded without a word, turning around into your apartment.

"Why are you crying?" Jungkook pulled your body to face him, lightly brushing the tears off your cheeks with his thumb. Feeling his skin on yours sent chills through your skin.

"I really don't wanna talk about it, it's embarrassing." Your quivering eyes couldn't even build up the strength to look the boy in the eyes. You felt small standing before him, a side of yourself you hadn’t shown to him in a reaaally long time.

"Embarrassing? Does that even apply to us?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure I've heard every little embarrassing thing there is to know about you. I won't love you any less, you know?"

"Love?” You muttered the word under your breath, in an almost annoyed tone. Jungkook’s eyes lifted to meet yours, softening as soon as they did.

"Yes Y/N, I love you.” Jungkook reassured you, with a smile. "I don't even need to explain what an amazing friend you are to me." Expecting a grinning response back from you, Jungkook's smile faded when he noticed your facial expression grow even gloomier than before.

"Not in the way I love you.” The sentence was barely audible, only loud enough for you to hear it. You couldn't bring yourself to speak up, fidgeting with the imbedded design of your dress.

"Huh?" Jungkook's beady eyes widened for a second, returning to a more puzzled expression soon after. He couldn't seem to comprehend the words that had just left your lips.

Not wanting to repeat yourself, you simply shut down the conversation, "Forget it, I just wanna be alone." You turned away from Jungkook, feeling a dropping feeling in your stomach. It was an indescribable feeling, a feeling you just wanted to disappear.

"—but what if I did?" Jungkook turned his head to you, boring into your nervous eyes.

"What if you what?" You gave the boy a puzzling. You felt Jungkook take your hand in his, the warmth of his own slowly encasing yours.

"What if I loved you too? In that way?" Your heart throbbed in your chest. "What would you do then, Y/N?" Jungkook stepped closer to you, the gap between your faces becoming smaller by the second. His large hand lifted your face up to meet his eyes, pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"Are you sure you know what I mean?" The innocent gaze on your face brought a small smile to the boy's face.

"Does me saying I’ve had a crush on you for the past seven years help you understand a bit more?" The ends of Jungkook’s lips slowly curled up into a smile as your lips parted in surprise. “So you were upset because you like me?" He asked.

"I was just a little jealous... that's all." You avoided his gaze in embarrassment. You had never felt this weak in front of Jungkook before.

"Jealous of Jennie?" A laugh escaped his mouth. "She is not really my type to be honest."

"Not your type?" You questioned. "I don't know a guy that doesn't want her.” Your lips turned to a pout.

"Maybe other guys might want her," Jungkook proposed. "But I don't, not like I want you." His eyes turned dark as he looked you up and down. He edged himself closer to you until your back hit the wall behind you. You felt Jungkook position his hands on your waist, lips lowering to your neck.

“Can I?” Jungkook’s desperate eyes lifted to meet yours. Unable to get a word out, you nodded eagerly.

He didn’t hesitate before allowing his soft, wet lips to make contact with your skin as a small yelp escaped your trembling lips. Your eyes widened in surprise at the sound that you made. You felt Jungkook smile against your skin, soon pulling away from your neck to place a soft peck on your lips.

"Don't be shy, Y/N. I wanna hear those pretty moans of yours." Your breathing was heavy. He could feel your chest rise and fall with every breath. "Think you can do that for me?" You nodded in compliance. You felt Jungkook's hands brush against the underside of your thighs, gripping at the both of them to lift you up and around his body. You wrapped your legs around his waist, placing your hands behind his neck. You leaned toward the boy's face, attaching your demanding set of lips onto his.

"I want you so bad Jungkook," You whispered into his ear, allowing him to feel your warm breaths sink into his skin. "Please fuck me."

The two of you were connected, both mentally and physically, pressing your starved bodies against one another. Jungkook brought the two of you to your room, gently placing you onto the fluffy sheets of your bed. Your back was pressed to the bed, the boy hovering right over your figure.

"Fuck, I've always wanted to see you like this." Jungkook kissed your neck, lightly sucking on the skin.

"A-Always?" You questioned, a bright red blush smearing along your cheeks. Your usual sexy and confident self had completely vanished. This felt different. The butterflies that airily frolicked within your stomach turned to explosions of pleasure.

"Those cute little skirts you wear, all those times you get real close to me without noticing—you think I don't feel anything?" Jungkook kissed further down your chest, cupping one of your clothed breasts in his large hands. “You’re such a tease, Y/N. You deserve a good fucking, don’t you?” Hearing such vulgar words come from who used to be your cute nerdy boy best friend was beyond surprising. The arousal that began pooling within you in response to his vulgar words, was even more.

“You’re so hot Jungkook,” Hearing the sentence come from you brought a grin to the boy’s lips. He felt his pants grow tighter around his crotch, his desire for you increasing by the second.

Seeing your flustered face and the view of your amorous eyes beneath him, Jungkook took the hem of your dress between his thumb and index finger, lifting it to your stomach. Jungkook pressed two fingers onto your exposed white panties, damp with your arousal. You shuddered at his touch, releasing a small whimper in response to the stimulating feeling of your heat. Jungkook noticed the wetness on his fingers, slipping them into his mouth.

"You taste so good, princess. I've been missing out, huh?" Jungkook praised, pressing his finger back over your clothed pussy. He began to rub in circles, sending pulses of pleasure throughout your whole body. Your moans grew louder in volume, while only made him go faster. "You're such a good girl, Y/N. You like that?" The pitch of Jungkook's voice raised slightly as he teased you.

"Aah—y-yes, I lo-ove it." Jungkook chuckled at your inability to speak, so overwhelmed by how he was making you feel.

"Yeah, feels good doesn't it?" You nodded repeatedly, unable to speak or think of anything but your throbbing pussy. Suddenly, Jungkook stopped the movement of his fingers, watching as you looked up at him in confusion. "How about I take off your cute little panties? It'll feel even better." Jungkook was amused by your eager nods, progressing further. He took the waistband of your panties in his fingers before slipping the thin fabric right into the air.

“I want you so bad, Jungkook. Just fuck me already.” You whine, lifting the ends of the boy’s shirt, him tearing the rest of it off of himself.

“Be patient kitty, I’m getting there.” Jungkook slowly inserts his slim, long fingers into your throbbing pussy. It needed him. “Look how wet you are already.” The teasing and almost degrading tone of the boy only made you want him more. Jungkook slipped his fingers in his mouth, licking the excess wetness of your pussy from his lips.

Without wasting a second, Jungkook returned to pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy that was nearly sparkling with arousal. Your whines and cries filled the thin walls of your studio apartment. Your neighbors were the last thing on your mind at the moment. All you could think of was the exhilarating feeling of pleasure that was being shot throughout your body.

“J-Jungkook, faster, please!” You pleaded, thrusting your hips unto his fingers, slamming them into your g-spot.

“What if I slowed down? How would that make you feel princess?” The pace of Jungkook’s fingers grew slower, but your whines were getting louder.

“No—please don’t—ah!”

“Your pretty little moans only make me wanna stop even more. I wanna see you be needy for me.” Jungkook removed his fingers from the pool of moisture between your legs and right back into his mouth. “That’s enough for now Y/N, I’ve got something else for you.” The boy growled, hands lowering to grip onto his belt. In one swift motion, his belt was on the floor, pants being torn down soon after.

Your lips parted in surprise as you watched your best friend’s cock spring up. His palm was wrapped around his length, giving it a couple strokes. His eyes panned between you and his hard cock as a drip of precum edged its way out of his tip. It was bigger than you expected—yes, you might’ve wondered what his cock looked like before—but it was far prettier than you had imagined. It was the perfect shade of pink and had just the right amount of curve to it.

Jungkook got onto the bed, hovering over your half-naked body. He pulled the rest of your dress up over your head, flinging it to the side. “Fuck,” Jungkook’s eyes were locked on your tits for a few seconds before diving right in, suctioning his salivating mouth onto your right tit. His left hand fondled the other, pinching and pulling it at the nipple. You could feel his teeth graze against your skin, his tongue painting circles around your now hardened nipples. Your breaths were heavy as your hand passed through the long strands of the boy’s fluffy black hair, lightly pulling at it.

The view of your best friend‘s mouth locked onto your chest was an image you could’ve never imagined seeing before your eyes. You’ve always been able to acknowledge that Jungkook was an attractive man, but you’ve never seen this side of him. You loved how he could take such control of you, get your panties soaked with a single touch.

Jungkook removed his lips from your breasts, shifting himself further over your body to place a gentle kiss on your lips. You felt the tip of his erection twitching against your stomach, gasping at the sudden contact.

"You're so fucking cute, Y/N." Jungkook whispered, his heavy breaths hot against your ear. "Let me fuck that pretty pussy of yours now, yeah?" You nodded keenly as Jungkook extended his hand out to you. The black inking laced throughout his arm bulged atop this veins that poked out so perfectly from his skin. You set your fingertips into his palm, allowing him to flip your body over into a doggystyle position. Your hands clung to the silky soft linen of your bed, startled by the unexpected transition. You could feel the warmth of Jungkook's body behind yours, his erection brushing against your ass.

“J-Jungkook—“

“Tell me if it’s too much, okay?” Jungkook reassured, fingers tracing shapes down the skin of your back. He continued upon hearing you utter a breathy ‘okay.’ His large hands slithered down your back and lowered to your hips, to which he gripped onto. Jungkook carefully edged his hungry cock into your glossy folds.

His hold on your sides grew tighter upon entering you. His member slowly slid out of your entrance before pumping right back in. He fit in you so perfectly, as if your pussy was made for him. Jungkook could feel your pulsing walls close around his cock, fastening the pace of his thrusts. The sounds of his low moans with your unrestrained mewls blended together like music, accompanied by the sound of your skin slapping against his.

“You’ll take my fat cock for me like a good little slut, right?” All you could do is whimper in response, biting your lip to suppress the moans that were threatening to release from your trembling lips. “Moan louder for me kitty, don’t hold it in.” You obliged, allowing yourself to moan and cry aloud.

“I-I’m close—Jungkook, fuck!” You screamed, unable to hold it in any longer. Jungkook thrusted faster and harder into you, repeatedly slamming his cock against your cervix. Your moans of his name were reduced to gibberish, unable to generate a single thought in your mind beyond him.

“M-Me too, ah, I’m gonna cum—“ The milky white fluid gushed from his pink, swelled tip, right into the lips of your pussy. His cock was coated with his release as he pulled it out, collapsing onto the bed beside you. “Well, that was fun.” Jungkook lips curled up into a smile as he let out a quiet chuckle.

“Y-Yeah, it was.” You were still left panting, chest rising and falling with every breath. You laughed innocently, as if the two of you hadn’t been fucking like wild animals a few seconds ago. Jungkook’s large arms closed around your torso, pulling your bare body toward his own. You couldn’t help but notice the way your bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, your legs locked tightly around his waist and his arms laced over your chest. Jungkook rested his chin atop your head, rubbing the smalls of your back in vertical motions.

You couldn’t help but wonder—what were the two of you now? Jungkook pressed his wet lips onto your forehead, doing the same to your nose and lips. Were you dating?

“—Y/N?” You were interrupted from your thoughts, your doe-eyed best friend staring straight into your eyes. “You okay?” Jungkook situated his hands behind him, springing upright into a seated position.

“… So what now?” You questioned, cocking your head to the side. Your grip on his body loosened, slowly removing your hand from his back to his face. Your fingers lightly traced his jawline, nervously awaiting his response.

“I mean I like you, you like me—“ You didn’t waste a second before dropping your arms onto the nape of Jungkook’s neck, bringing your starved lips back onto his. The kiss ignited a spark between the two of you that you’d never felt with anyone before. You’ve probably kissed hundreds of people but never had you ever felt anything like what this boy was making you feel.

“Does this mean we can go for a second round?” The foolish smile on Jungkook’s face made it almost impossible to say no.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to it…” You avoided his gaze, crossing your arms over your chest. You could feel a smile poking at the corners of your lips, unable to resist the guileless pout Jungkook was giving you.

“Hey! Look at mee,” Jungkook whined, tugging at your arm. You swiftly landed a peck on his lips before launching yourself off the bed to scurry away buoyantly. You weren’t able to get very far, feeling Jungkook’s firm grip tighten around your wrist. He pulled you back right onto his unclothed lap. His eyes had completely changed, his cute, innocent stare turning to a sultry, tantalizing one.

“Come on now, you haven’t forgotten who’s in charge already, have you?”

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