#(( just fucking make a move Yang good god ))

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First Kiss

Your first kiss with Katsuki was overwhelming…

The two of you have been friends since U.A. You’ve gotten so close over past couple years to the point where if your friends saw you they expected him not to be far behind and vice versa.

Best friends, that’s what you’ve settled with because you know Kat had 0 interest in you outside of that. You’ve seen the girls he’s hooked up with and you did not fit that type at all.

And don’t get it wrong, you loved being his best friend. He taught you stand up for yourself and you’d taught him how to speak to people with some level of respect. You guys were good together… yin and yang you liked to think

One night, you’re leaving a hangout you guys had at Mina’s place and Kat is walking you home. It was cool out that night and the moon was shining so bright you could still see the clouds in the sky. Apparently you had been gotten lost looking up at it.

“Oi, earth to y/n…. Get your ass moving. I’m exhausted and I’m ready to get home.”

When you come back to reality and look at him, he does look tired. It was almost 11:30pm and Kat had a strict bed time of 9:30…. 10 if he was feeling frisky.

“You do realize I don’t need you to walk me home. I’m a pro hero. I think I can take care of myself”

“Psh…. It’s not a criminal I’m worried about taking you out. It’s your clumsy ass coordination. You’re going to end up offing yourself if you don’t learn how to walk like an adult”

Ok so yea… maybe you had sprained your ankle last year while walking up some stairs. That’s wasn’t your fault tho… it was the stair ‘s fault.

“Are you ever gonna let that go?? Isn’t it getting a little old?”

“It still makes me laugh so nope…”

You rolled your eyes at him. He’s such a dick.

You were now walking up the same previously mentioned stairs to your apartment with Katsuki on your heels.

“ Are these the tights you were talking about the other day?? The ones that make your ass look “the best it’s ever looked””

“ Yea!!! Doesn’t it look amazing??!? I gave Mina the link while we were at her house because she mention how fantastic they looked on me”

“Sure I guess. I ain’t seen anything your ass doesn’t look good in but whatever you say”

You didn’t know what to say to that. He was just upfront like that. The man had little to no filter. Thank god you were at your door. You were unlocking it and about to go inside..

“Wait”

You turned around to look at him.

“What’s up”

“I uhm… well….”

“Come on, spit it out. I ain’t got all night”

He stared you directly in your eyes and said

“Fuck it”

Before you had time to react you were pressed up against the wall and his lips were on yours. Calling what happened a kiss seemed to be a real understatement. It was more like he was consuming you. More so than he already had. You got lost in him. Your hands were in his hair and his arms were around your waist pressing you against him.

When he pulled away you found yourself chasing his lips because you were afraid if it stopped, it might never start again.

“Next time, instead of bitching to raccoon eyes about how you don’t think you’re my type, just come straight to me dumbass. Since when do you keep secrets from me?”

You were really trying to pull your train of thought together but it was really hard when his lips still looked so inviting.

Kat realizes you’re not paying attention to him and flicks you in the forehead.

“Hey asshole. You know I hate when you do that”

“Then pull yourself together. I know I kiss like a god but that doesn’t mean you get to space out.”

He was smirking at you. Katsuki Bakugo had just kissed you and was now standing in front of you looking all suave and handsome. If you died here, you’d die a very happy person.

Your brain started playing catch and you realized something

“So you were eavesdropping on a private conversation?? And I wasn’t bitching… she was asking about you and me yet again and I was explaining to her that I didn’t think it’d ever happen”

You said the last part a little softer because you were embarrassed talking about all of this

“I wasn’t eavesdropping… it was shitty hair. Idk what you think my type is but apparently you got it all wrong”

He does not elaborate or tell you that you are his type. He just leaves it at that so you side step it

“I’m gonna kill Eiji…”

You guys sit there for a second until

“Anyways I’m tired . I’m going home to salvage the little bit of sleep I am going to get tonight. See ya later.”

And he turned to leave. Just like that.

“So that’s it… you kiss me, reveal my biggest secret and leave”

All you can do is sit there befuddled and confused.

“Yep. See ya tomorrow”

Katsuki actually leaves after that. He was not playing about his sleep. You do get a message about 10minutes later letting you know he’s home and also requesting the link to the tights you had on that night.

You ask him why he needs that and all he says is that you need them in more colors than just black… ha! You knew your ass looked good in these!

*you do not know until weeks later that in his head, that kiss was the start of y’all’s relationship. Asshole never does actually ask you but what else do you really expect from the angry Pomeranian?🤷🏾‍♀️

[ratedfleur]

LOVE IS A WAR

PAIRING : Jang Wonyoung and Yang Jungwon

SYNOPSIS : love is a war when it comes to trying not to batt an eye when cupid is knocking at your door, especially when you and your ex started to hate each other’s guts, resulting in actions which you both don’t actually mean.

THEMES: smut & lots of angst. 7.7k wc.

WARNINGS : this work is an idol x idol fic!!! more narration and less talking, originally was written in filo but i edited it to be a little more western, hints of filo culture, SMUT, NSFW UNDER THE CUT, enemies to ????, no beta!!

SMUT WARNINGS : porn w/o plot, mating press, unprotected sex (wrap that up!), implied infidelity, fucking your ex’s bestfriend who’s taken, jw kinda hallucinates, brief voyeurism ( jungwon and rei), grinding (jay and wonyoung), making out table sex, couch sex, angsty sex, jungwon and wonyoung cries and i mean a lot of that, cunnilingus multiple orgasms, multiple orgasms, multiple positions.

AUTHOR'S NOTE : requested work! thank you to my dearest anon who sent these in! 🥹 this was pretty much a rollercoaster for me so i hope y’all enjoy this as much as i did! i also hope i did justice to this huhuu labyu!

“Oh– oh god, Won! Holy shit, you’re fucking– oh fuck, it’s so good!” Andrea moans underneath Jungwon who smugly smiles as he’s hurriedly thrusting into her, chasing for his and her orgasm.

It was that time of the week where all Jungwon wanted was to unwind after some troubles – or rather his Wonyoung troubles because the gal had been targeting him once again for quite some time because somehow she found out about Jungwon targeting students from her university, fucking them after a night out in The Island.

Sure, she didn’t need to interfere with whatever Jungwon was doing but Wonyoung just felt the need to do so. But why? Because she wanted Jungwon all to herself, although she can’t exactly get herself to admit all that.

Jungwon steadily holds Andrea underneath him, not letting the secretary of the student council move or attempt to change positions, he even hikes her legs up towards his shoulders, folding her in half as she moans in delight when Jungwon’s free hand wraps around her neck, just putting enough pressure on her neck for her to gasp when her airway briefly cuts off.

He watches her with prey-like eyes, watching as his meal visibly enjoys herself as he thrusts into her cunt at an animalistic pace. Jungwon's pace is relentless now that he folded her in half, hands gripping her waist tightly as he keeps her close to him as he thrusts away.

Jungwon even smiles when Andrea opens her eyes, eyes all watery from the tears that are trying to escape, one quick blink and all of a sudden her face starts to morph into someone else, her eyes start to look doll like with wispy lashes and orbs as brown as coffee, lips becoming all plump and luscious just like strawberries, her cheeks start to become flush in terms of color– just like how Wonyoung glows when she’s around her close friends, but never around jungwon.

He moans wantonly before his brows crease as he fixes his eyes on Wonyoung’s face, watching as her face distorts in pleasure, eyebrows furrowing as her mouth lets out moans of pleasure.

She bounces back and forth underneath Jungwon as he fucks her cunt roughly, he could even feel how wet her cunt was becoming, her walls pulsate around Jungwon’s cock, squeezing him tightly which has Jungwon moaning.

“W-won.. F-fuck, you’re tight.. Only I could fuck you like this, huh?” Jungwon stutters before he shuts his eyes tightly before plummeting into her warm cavern, making Wonyoung moan loudly underneath him.

Jungwon shudders when she tightens up around his cock, squeezing him tightly as her arms reach up for Jungwon’s shoulders to pull him down towards her, keeping him close as he’s crazily fucking her with her body still folded in half. He loses his words once she mutters she’s close, mind focused on the idea of making Wonyoung cum, making her remember that only he could make her feel this way.

His moans are loud and full when he plummets harder into her cunt, forcefully fucking her with such intensity that has Wonyoung moaning loudly underneath him, practically begging Jungwon to slow down and yet her actions contradicts her words as she’s pulling him closer towards her.

Jungwon grunts as he leans on her shoulder, lips pressed against her skin as he desperately tries to muffle his own moans as he’s thrusting into Wonyoung rapidly, eager to cum into the younger’s cunt. He always liked to make sure to cum inside whoever he fucked, burying it into their minds that he marked them up with his cum.

“Oh baby, you feel so damn good around my cock. I don’t think I could ever get tired of fucking your cunt.” Jungwon chokes out before he lets out a little whine before grabbing Wonyoung’s waist tightly, as he’s hurriedly thrusting into Wonyoung, his ears are satisfied once he hears her moan in delight as she scratches up Jungwon’s back as she feels herself reaching her orgasm.

Jungwon lets out a loud moan as he starts to release his cum into Wonyoung who moans before she pants, arms unravelling from Jungwon’s body. Jungwon on the other hand briefly rests his forehead on Wonyoung’s shoulder as he pants, exhausted from his and Wonyoung’s little activity.

“Wonyo–” Jungwon says as he’s getting up, pulling away from Wonyoung’s shoulders only to see Andrea lying underneath him, eyes shut closed as she’s trying to catch her breath after an intense orgasm.

She opens her eyes, eyes looking up at Jungwon’s confused ones, “Hmm? What was that?” she asked before Jungwon shook his head, quickly brushing it off before hastily getting off of Andrea and slipping his now flaccid cock out of her cunt.

She audibly hisses before getting up on her forearms, watching as Jungwon busily dressed himself up. Andrea lets her eyes linger on Jungwon's toned body, his abs flex as he’s slipping on his shirt, quickly pulling the fabric down before looking over at Andrea who’s covering herself up with the sheets.

Standing by the foot of Andrea’s bed, Jungwon even tries to envision her face as Wonyoung, desperately trying to morph her face into his ex and yet Jungwon fails to do so. Jungwon brushes it off once more before he looks away from Andrea and quickly exits Andrea's dorm despite her calling out to him.

Jungwon must've been going crazy because of the incident earlier, he must’ve been yearning to see Wonyoung more often or at least to have one proper conversation with the gal without arguing or getting on each other’s nerves.

Meanwhile Wonyoung on the other hand was in her apartment, busying herself with an array of papers, meetings, projects. She had always been the studious one in her family, always excelling in school from grade school until college. Wonyoung knew that if she excelled in school, she’d be next in line for her family’s company.

She was busy writing her thesis when her phone buzzed 3 consecutive times, making Wonyoung’s focus break as she reached for it, seeing it as a sign to take a quick break.

Wonyoung smiles slightly when she sees it was her friends sending messages in their chatroom along with instagram stories of them tagging her. She sends a reply before swiping out of their chatroom, switching apps before scrolling on instagram.

She wasn’t exactly on her social media all of the time because of how busy she was with college but Wonyoung occasionally went on her socials whenever she pleased, or only when she wants to check on Jungwon’s whereabouts despite pushing him away and angering the latter when they see each other in public.

Wonyoung and Jungwon never deleted each other’s contacts, even leaving their socials as each other’s follower and whatnot. They never intended to get riled up even through one look at the other, somehow things escalated between them two which lead to things never working out, ever.

Swiping left, Wonyoung stumbled upon one of Jungwon’s friends, Minji, who posted a story of their friend group with Jungwon nowhere to be seen.

Rolling her eyes, Wonyoung immediately knew where he’d be, most likely at some girl’s dorm, fucking her and then leaving once he’s satisfied.

Then suddenly, Yujin sent her a message.

ahnjin: why don’t you come here?

ahnjin: he just arrived.

Within seconds, Wonyoung is bolting into her walk-in closet to put on the most decent outfit she could put on. She knew she didn’t need to do much to impress anyone, even Jungwon, because the two would be quarrelling the moment their eyes landed on each other.

Nearly just 30 minutes later, Wonyoung arrives at the club and she makes a beeline towards her friends’ favorite table at the venue, far from everybody else yet close enough to see who is with who.

Wonyoung sits herself beside Heeseung who’s eyes are clearly buzzed with alcohol, constantly blinking as he reaches for another glass. She catches his gaze as he cheekily smiles back at the younger, “Last glass.” Heeseung replies to which Wonyoung simply scrunches her nose at him knowing that that isn’t real.

Turning her head to look at Yujin who’s eyes were already fixated on her, Wonyoung raises her brows at her to which the older does back, “So? Where is he?” Wonyoung asks Yujin, who points with puckered lips, “He was on the dance floor with some newbie.” the older answers to which Wonyoung nods as she leans into Heeseung’s arm that was now wrapped around her shoulder.

“Pause, why are you even here if you think he’s the absolute bane of your existence?” Heeseung pipes in before he downs a shot as if it was a glass of water, making Wonyoung shrug as a response, “Why? Am I forbidden to come here and join my friends?” she questions back as she reaches and takes away the glass from Heeseung.

“Because clearly she went here for that kid, isn’t it obvious?” Sunghoon answers for Wonyoung who shoots a annoyed facial expression at him, the older only shoots back the same expression at her, making Wonyoung roll her eyes at him.

He only shakes his head at the youngest’s antics, knowing very well that his response was exactly alike to what Wonyoung was thinking.

Sunghoon wasn’t wrong, Wonyoung was still slightly into Jungwon and yet she absolutely despised seeing Jungwon in the same room as she was, she hated how sly the older was especially those around women who took a liking to the feline-eyed man.

Shaking her head, Wonyoung only grimaced when Heeseung gave her a full glass of liquor in exchange for the empty one in her hand. Wonyoung wasn’t exactly the drinker in their group, she always liked to be the one to take care of her friends when they were shitfaced.

Thinking it was worth taking a break, Wonyoung quickly downed the shot before grimacing whilst Heeseung cheered from beside her, she shuddered when the shot of liquor burned as she swallowed, making her friends chuckle at the youngest.

A few bottles later, Wonyoung was now intoxicated as she laid her head on Sunghoon’s shoulder whilst the latter stayed still in his seat to avoid making her uncomfortable. From the moment Wonyoung became talkative, they knew she was already intoxicated from the amount of liquor she had already taken the moment she took the glass from Heeseung.

She spoke happily, rambling about different things all at once which made her friends chuckle and shake their heads as they pretended to understand what Wonyoung was saying.

Her rambling went on and on not until she stood up, swaying as she tried to walk away from their table, insisting that she needed to go dance, meanwhile Sunghoon quickly followed her after Yujin and Heeseung insisted that he went after Wonyoung. Sunghoon kept his distance as he followed Wonyoung who went down to the dance floor, letting her alter ego take over as she swayed and danced along to the music.

Her once feisty features were taken over by her dopamine, putting a smile and laughter into her system as she happily danced along to those on the dance floor, even ushering other people to dance with her.

Meanwhile Jungwon could see Wonyoung dancing on the dance floor with Sunghoon just a few steps away from her, he could feel his eye twitch when he saw Sunghoon push one of the known drunkards of the area away from Wonyoung.

Unknowingly, Jungwon was already on his way towards the dance floor, just a few steps away from Wonyoung, not until he felt someone tap his shoulder, making him falter in his steps as he turned around. Landing his eyes on whoever tapped him, Jungwon immediately recognized her to be Naoi Rei, one of Wonyoung’s sworn enemies in her university.

Letting Rei pull him, Jungwon found himself on the dance floor with her, dancing along to the music with the younger. Seemingly enjoying her time as she danced with Jungwon, Rei was oblivious to the fact that Jungwon had his eyes fixated behind her where Wonyoung was only a few steps away still enjoying her night on the dance floor.

“You don’t know who I am, huh?” Jungwon says as he leaned in towards her ear, talking over the music whilst Rei shook her head at him, “Why? Are you some type of famous guy that I should know?” Rei answered whilst Jungwon merely laughed at her response, “It’s best you don’t know.” he replies while Rei laughs at him wholeheartedly.

How oblivious, Jungwon thought as he smiled slightly at her before ushering the woman to come closer to him, swaying along to the beat as they converse.

For once, Jungwon actually forgot he was using Rei to get to Wonyoung. He was oddly enjoying her company as they conversed about each other’s interest, but then the tip of the iceberg suddenly appeared, Wonyoung accidentally caught a glance of Jungwon and Rei smiling as they talked, seemingly in a separate bubble from the rest of the people on the dance floor.

Changing auras within a second, Wonyoung found herself roaming around the dance floor, leaving Sunghoon behind who was cornered by two women who were interested in the man.

Whilst browsing the crowd, Wonyoung didn’t exactly know what her plan was and yet all she needed was one look from Jay Park and her plan was set.

Smoothly walking over to the man, she knew he was just as intoxicated as she was, his rough hands immediately made their way towards her waist, pulling Wonyoung close to him as she placed her hands on Jay’s chest.

Since the latter was leaning against the wall, it was as though they had just a slither of privacy. Wonyoung knew that even if she batted her eyes at the man, he would’ve immediately gone weak at the knees for her.

“And I thought you’d be studying for our midterms, what are you doing here?” Jay slurs as Wonyoung just smiles at him as she comes closer towards Jay’s ear, “I came here for you.” she says slyly before pulling away with a teasing smile as Jay flashes her a cocky look.

“Yeah? Thee Lasallian IT girl came for me?” Jay asks once more before Wonyoung places her pointer finger right on Jay’s plump lips to stop the man from speaking, “Can’t believe it, huh?” Wonyoung replies with such faux sultriness that had Jay whistling when the woman swiftly turns around, pressing her behind right on Jay’s crotch which has the man wincing as he pulls her closer towards him, making Wonyoung gasp out of faux pleasure as she shakes her ass against him.

Just like Rei with Jungwon, Jay was oblivious to the fact that Wonyoung had her eyes on Rei and Jungwon who were busy whispering into each other’s ears as they sat down at the nearest table from the dance floor.

All Rei could think of at the moment was Jungwon and how incredibly focused he was on her, she quite liked his company even though she’s now well aware of Jungwon’s image back at Ateneo.

Jungwon watched as Rei giggled before he shifted his gaze behind her, accidentally landing on Wonyoung that had her back against Jay’s front, clearly doing something immoral in public.

His eyes stay on Wonyoung sensually moving her hips against Jay’s whose hands are clearly on her hips, moving her in a stable rhythm as he does the same, grinding himself against her.

Jungwon sees red when Jay leans in and places a kiss on Wonyoung’s shoulder before he leans towards her ear and whispers something, making Wonyoung giggle as she covers her mouth, blushing like a highschooler at Jay’s words.

Suddenly Jungwon’s hand moves by itself, somehow landing on Rei’s jaw as he leans in, sealing his lips with hers as they kiss with such tenderness and sweetness that made Wonyoung frown at the sight, forgetting that Jay was grinding himself against her plush ass.

Somehow hesitant, Rei and Jungwon try to find a pace that works for them, slotting their lips against each other’s as they test the waters. Soon enough, Rei was pulling Jungwon closer to her before Jungwon held onto her waist as he manoeuvred her to sit on his lap, lips still pressed flush against each other’s.

Wonyoung’s eyes immediately roll when she sees Rei move her hips slightly whilst Jungwon’s hands move back towards her ass, squeezing them which makes Rei whimper against Jungwon’s lips.

Unamused with how Wonyoung stopped moving gracefully against him, Jay softly pulls Wonyoung’s wrist to make her face him, “Finding me boring already?” Jay asks the gal which makes her roll her eyes at him, “Yeah, so what?” Wonyoung replies sassily at him which makes Jay chuckle as he watches Wonyoung roll her eyes before walking away from him, eyes shooting daggers at Rei and Jungwon as she passes by them and grabs Sunghoon along with her as she hurries back to their table.

“Clearly someone’s not having fun.” Yujin chuckles when Wonyoung sits on the couch annoyingly, eyes burning with fury as she kept her eyes on Jungwon and Rei who was enjoying themselves as they now whispered sweet nothings to each other, making Rei giggle and blush as Jungwon spoke to her in a low voice.

Jungwon forgot how he was using Rei to get to Wonyoung because he was enjoying her company, he liked the fact that the younger was actually enjoying her time with him instead of dancing around or getting drunk with her friends.

“So what do you think? Let’s get out of here?” Rei slyly asks Jungwon who looks at her with a shocked expression, “That eager to have me, Miss Naoi?” Jungwon replies while Rei laughs as she slaps Jungwon’s chest.

Wonyoung scoffs when she sees this happen whilst her friends watch her grumble, she even rolls her eyes when Rei hop off of Jungwon’s lap and the two scurry out of the club, hand in hand as they whisper to each other.

“You know what, why don’t you get your revenge on him too? The one you were grinding on, that was Jungwon’s friend right? Jeremiah? Jacob? Jay? Whatever the fuck his name is.” Yujin commented as Wonyoung turned her head to look at her, Wonyoung raised a brow at her before Heeseung spoke, “Exactly, that guy is Jungwon’s friend. He leaves with your enemy, you leave with his best friend.” he says, shrugging as if he had said the smartest thing ever.

Wonyoung actually thinks about it, she hates it when people do things that go against what she likes, so she stood up with her handbag, not even bothering to bid her goodbyes to her friends as she heads down towards Jay’s table which had an array of women just batting their eyelashes at him, trying to get a turn to talk or even makeout with Jay just for tonight but Jay’s eyes were on Wonyoung as she walked up to him.

Tilting his head at her, Jay spoke with a chuckle, “Are you interested in me again?” he said to her whilst Wonyoung simply nodded at him.

“Look, I’m sorry. I shouldn't have left you back there, I just wanted a break, that’s all.” Wonyoung says, faux sadness kicking into her system as her lips formed into a pout as she spoke.

Jay looks at her longingly before reaching for Wonyoung’s hand, “Then come with me, hmm?” he says as he pulls Wonyoung away from the girls who whined for Jay to come back, heading straight out of the club as Wonyoung let herself get pulled as they exited the club.

Whilst Jay drove, he had his hand placed atop Wonyoung’s thigh as he spoke softly to her unlike how Jungwon spoke to her. Because of both Jungwon and her own hardheadedness, they always ended up speaking in a rough tone despite not even arguing with each other.

She liked how soft-spoken Jay was with her, speaking softly as though she’d break like fine glass if he spoke in a rough tone. Jay had the sweetest tone and smile on his face as he eyed her, forgetting she was ever Jungwon’s ex and that the younger would burn up in flames if he ever found out what was about to happen.

This isn’t a good idea, Wonyoung thought when Jay parked the car in front of the revolving doors of the apartment. Hesitantly, she unbuckled her seatbelt whilst Jay went out and even opened the car door for her, hand elongating itself for Wonyoung to hold.

He smiles nicely at the chauffeur when he shuts the door behind Wonyoung, ushering the woman to walk alongside him as they enter the lobby. She forgot how Jay was practically royal to other people because of his high status, Wonyoung forgot who she was when standing alongside Jay who walked with his chin held up high as they entered the elevator.

Watching as the elevator doors closed, it was as though a switch had flipped and Jay immediately lightly pushed Wonyoung against the corner, lips hurriedly smashing against hers as his hands roamed around her body, fingertips rough against her skin.

All Wonyoung could do was moan against Jay's lips as he nipped at her delicate ones, moaning loudly when Jay groped her ass. Her hands hurriedly moved against jay’s body, sharp nails running along the fabric of Jay’s shirt, Wonyoung wasn’t exactly sure how this would end and yet she found herself walking backwards as Jay lightly pushed her towards the door of his apartment, briefly kissing her with her back against the wood before pulling away to tap the code in.

The two hurriedly walk towards Jay’s bedroom as he pulls Wonyoung along with him, chest heavy as they chased their breaths before Wonyoung sits herself down on Jay’s bed as the man hurriedly slips his shirt off before doing the same with his slacks.

Wonyoung mindlessly tossed her handbag to the ground, hands already pushing herself further up Jay’s bed as he crawled on top of her, lips tainted with such sweetness that nearly had Wonyoung’s heart swooning.

Jay made sure that Wonyoung was comfortable with every move he did, always constantly asking her if she was okay. Wonyoung didn’t exactly like how nice Jay was because she liked being thrown around and she knew she couldn’t have that because of how gentle Jay was being with her.

Wonyoung was lying underneath Jay when the man was busily petting her clothed cunt, making the woman whimper as she threw her head back in frustration, eyes brimming with tears as she groaned, “Jay please..” she groaned as Jay smiled teasingly, he doesn’t give in because where’s the fun in letting the it-girl control him?

“Please what, baby?” Jay purrs, watching as Wonyoung whimpered once more, thighs closing in around Jay's hand that stopped moving against her cunt.

Wonyoung looks up at him with teary eyes, “Please! Please just touch me!” Wonyoung says, voice cracking at the end of her sentence which makes Jay chuckle as his other hand forces her thighs to open up, letting his hand slip underneath her panties, making Wonyoung moan wantonly as she throws her head back.

It doesn’t take long for Wonyoung to get impatient as she lightly pushes Jay away from her before taking off her dress and undergarments as she hurriedly pulls Jay towards her, making the man chuckle as he begins to touch her.

“Why are you in such a rush? Guess Miss Jang is that needy to get dicked down.” Jay smiles teasingly as he got on his knees, hand pumping his cock as Wonyoung watched him do so, her hands have a mind of their own as they began to wander around her body, touching and letting her hands run wild as she watched Jay lustfully, making the man lick his lips when Wonyoung moans as she tweaks at her nipples.

Jay lets out a little grunt when one of Wonyoung’s hands reach for his balls, fondling them briefly before Jay pushed her hand away as he held himself up using one hand beside Wonyoung’s head as he aligned his cock against her winking hole that quickly swallowed up his cock as he sunk into her heat.

Wonyoung sucked her breath when Jay went deeper and deeper into her cunt, stretching her in ways that she didn’t think would happen. It doesn’t take long for Jay to start fucking her roughly, his hands start to grip her skin tightly, making Wonyoung whimper as she clenches harder around Jay’s cock like a vice.

Feeling a little generous, Wonyoung reaches and grabs the back of her knees to pull it further up, slightly folding herself in half as Jay ploughs deeper and harder into her cunt, cock reaching deep and stretching her out.

Wonyoung lets Jay take control and do whatever he wants to do to her and that includes fucking her in multiple positions, filming her ever so often, and making her take his cock harshly.

She moans and arches her back as Jay plows into her cunt from behind, one hand gripping her waist tightly as the other hand held up his phone to film himself fucking Wonyoung.

Jay curses and slaps her ass when Wonyoung clenches her cunt around Jay’s cock, squeezing him tightly as he grunts, her ass claps against his pelvis, cunt squeezing his cock delicately like a vice. Jay’s hand moved up from her ass and up towards her waist, squeezing the soft skin as he’s eagerly fucking Wonyoung.

He grunts out random words as he’s thrusting into Wonyoung’s warm cunt, ravelling in the way that her cunt was warmly squeezing Jay’s cock, he even shuts his eyes in ecstasy when he hears Wonyoung moan loudly, whining out Jay’s name.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” Jay grunts as he’s rutting into her cunt, groaning out loud when Wonyoung cries out to Jay, calling out to him as she’s crashing down her own orgasm.

Waking up with the golden glow of the morning light peeking through the blinds was something that Jungwon didn’t expect, aside from the fact that Rei was sleeping soundly beside him, arm placed atop Jungwon’s stomach.

Reaching blindly for his jeans, Jungwon quickly took his phone out before scrolling on his phone, replying to messages before moving over to instagram, tapping on the right side of the screen mindlessly as he watched stories of his friends.

He was watching them nonchalantly not until Jay’s instagram story appeared next, Jungwon immediately saw red when he recognized who was on Jay’s story.

It was the back of Wonyoung whom he knew very well, Jungwon knew it by the arch of her back, the delicate and soft porcelain skin of hers. He knew from the back of his mind that that was Wonyoung in Jay’s bed.

Jungwon huffed as he tapped the message button, sending Jay a quick message.

yngjwn : really? this is the shit you pull?

pjay : ?

He rolls his eyes at Jay’s response before throwing his phone aside, making it land on the bedside table with a thud before swiftly unravelling himself from underneath Rei’s arm. Jungwon makes sure to leave nothing behind as he leaves Rei with no note whatsoever as he slips out of her apartment and into his car where he drives straight to Jay’s apartment.

Jungwon didn’t think that Jay would pull such a move especially when he knows very well that Wonyoung was once his ex. He also didn’t think that Wonyoung would’ve fallen for whatever Jay said to her.

Cursing the older under his breath, Jungwon makes his way up into Jay’s apartment, quickly tapping in the code before letting himself in, making a beeline towards the kitchen where Jay stood, humming to himself as he busied himself with the ingredients laid out in front of him.

Jay doesn’t even spare him a look and instead he just spoke to him, “Do you need anything?” he asks.

Jungwon’s eye twitches, “Are you really going down that road?” he asks back.

This time Jay spares him a quick look, eyes burning with fury.

“Are you fucking with me?” Jay spat while Jungwon took a step closer towards the older, “Seems like you’re the one fucking with me.” Jungwon replies as the older man's eyes turned into thin slits as he looked at the person that he considered his best friend.

“What the fuck is this about? Is this about Wonyoung because she bent over—“ Jay asked before Jungwon shoved him lightly, “Don’t talk about her like that.” he says, brows creasing in frustration.

“Talk about her, how?” The older replied, “What the fuck is your problem anyway? She’s your ex, she can do whatever the fuck she wants. Or maybe you just want Wonyoung to be your personal whore. Won, see this? This is what you could’ve had if you were nicer to her.” Jay added as he quickly unlocked his phone before showing Jungwon a short video of Jay fucking Wonyoung from behind, the audio made it clear that it was her because of her loud moans, making Jungwon’s inner self engulfed in flames.

Jungwon’s fist has a mind of its own because in one quick blink, his fist hits Jay’s upper cheek and he grabs a hold of the older’s shoulders before he shoves him into the counter, then his hands grab the collar of Jay’s shirt, “Fuck you.” he says as he pulled Jay towards him before shoving him roughly, storming out of Jay’s apartment as the older cursed him repeatedly.

Stomping his way out of the older man’s apartment complex, all Jungwon could think of was how irrational that was of Jay to do especially when he knew that Wonyoung was still very dear to him despite their constant arguments and when he had a woman bearing his child elsewhere.

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, Jungwon thought as he thought about his friend’s infidelity.

Mind all cloudy, Jungwon drove his car like it was a race, paying no mind to those he came across in the streets as he drove to the place that his mind and heart knows, Wonyoung’s house.

Being the independent woman she was, Wonyoung lived separately from her family, always saying how it’s best for her to live in such circumstances before taking on the life of a future ceo.

Even after her brief departure, Wonyoung came back as the woman she was, independently living her life hence why she bought the house for herself and lived there, even hosting parties or hookups — including hooking up with Jungwon back when they were together.

Reaching the front of Wonyoung’s abode, Jungwon quickly stepped out of his car and went straight for the tall gates, making a ruckus as he desperately called out to Wonyoung.

Not caring if people saw him making a scene, Jungwon kept pulling and pushing at the gate, screaming like a mad man.

“Jang, Let me in! We need to talk!” Jungwon said loudly, rattling the gate back and forth as he spoke out loud.

Watching as the man repeatedly pushed and pulled at the gate as he begged Wonyoung to step out of her house. Jungwon was relentlessly and aggressively trying to get the gate to open, screaming for the entire block to hear as he begged Wonyoung to see him.

Wonyoung saw the exact moment that Jungwon pulled up in front of the house, hair all ruffled up in frustration that she knew very well because he used to do the same whenever they argued years ago.

Watching him pathetically from her bedroom window, she quickly slipped on a robe and wrapped it closed around her waist before hurrying down the stairs and towards the front door and to the gate where Jungwon was still busily screaming.

Standing a few steps away from the gate, Wonyoung stared at Jungwon’s orbs that stared back into hers, jaw jutting as his eyelids tensely narrowed at the sight of Wonyoung in all of her glory.

“Why did you come here?”

“Why'd you go with Jay last night?”

She shrugs, “Why does that matter to you? We’re no longer together, remember?” Wonyoung answers, words striking Jungwon right at the heart.

“It matters because you’re mine.” Jungwon strikes back.

Wonyoung chuckles, “Oh really? Now I’m yours?” she says as she makes quotations in the air.

Jungwon huffs as he shoves the gate with one hand, “Just let me in, we have to talk.” he says as he’s shooting daggers at Wonyoung who tilts her head at him, “Why? There’s nothing to talk about.” she answers back sassily.

“We need to talk about us, Won.” Jungwon says exasperatedly, eyes practically begging Wonyoung to give in. Meanwhile Wonyoung was arguing with her mind and heart, unsure whether to push Jungwon away or to have one decent conversation with the latter.

Walking towards the gate with heavy steps, Wonyoung’s chest is heavy as she opens the gate for Jungwon, closing it behind him before she heads into her home, not even bothering to spare Jungwon a look as she walks away.

Stepping foot in her home, Wonyoung sat on the couch as Jungwon stood a few steps away from her, feet shifting underneath him. Now, he didn’t know what to say as he stood in front of Wonyoung whose eyes bore into his, patiently waiting for him to speak.

“What’s there to talk about?” Wonyoung calmly says, making the air between them turn eerie because she never spoke that way with him.

Jungwon purses his lips, “Why’d you sleep with him?” he says, desperate for an answer.

“Why do you care? What’s in it for you anyway? Did you want to join in?” Wonyoung scoffs.

Jungwon rolls his eyes as he uncrosses his arms, “What? No!” he says, brows creasing into one line as he watches as Wonyoung’s eyes crinkle into a smile.

“Then why?”

“Just because!”

“Because what!”

“Because I love you!” A hint of surrender is evident in Jungwon’s voice as he spoke, eyes deliberately speaking for themselves as he looked at Wonyoung’s unsure ones.

She scoffs, “But why? After all these years, you chose to love me now? Unbelievable.” Wonyoung says as she shakes her head.

“Wow, unbelievable? I didn’t even complain when you left me here.” Jungwon says bitterly, “And so I left, so what?” Wonyoung rolls her eyes at Jungwon who frowns at her.

“You left and you could’ve stayed! You could’ve chosen me instead but you didn’t do that!”

“You know very well that I couldn't stay, not even you could stop me from leaving.” Wonyoung said bitterly as she wiped away a tear that was threatening to escape.

Shaking her head, Wonyoung held her head up high as she spoke, “And why would I even stay for you? You never even loved me.” she says as Jungwon gawks at her, ears refusing to believe the words that slipped out of her mouth.

“I never loved you? I love you! I love you, Jang Wonyoung! And somehow after all this time, I wish you loved me too..” Jungwon stared at Wonyoung as he spoke, eyes red with tears that he had kept in the moment that Wonyoung stepped foot into the country after her disappearance.

“How could you say that you love me when you have done nothing but hurt me? You did everything but love me!” She says as she avoids Jungwon’s eyes when she sees him wipe his tears, afraid to let another tear fall if she spoke another word.

“I loved you from the very moment you let me become friends with you! I loved you from the very moment you let me hold your hand and hug you when you got a B- on your test in Math in 4th grade! I loved y-you..” Jungwon’s bottom lip quivers as he sniffles, droplets of tears pathetically cascading down his cheeks as he cries, practically crumbling down in front of Wonyoung who’s eyes start to brim with tears at the sight of Jungwon crying.

“You know what?” Wonyoung starts to say which makes Jungwon’s eyes shake as she speaks, hand reaching up to wipe his own tears before the woman spoke once more.

“Just leave, you’re better off without me–” Wonyoung says before Jungwon quickly walks over to her, smashing his lips against hers, hands placed on her shoulders to push her against the couch, pressing her against the soft plush cushions as he kissed her, making Wonyoung whimper against Jungwon’s lips when he nibbles on her lips.

The older man’s hands move fast, quickly stripping off Wonyoung’s robe before he switches positions with Wonyoung, now sitting underneath the woman as she straddles him, lips still pressed against each other’s.

A tear pathetically drops on Wonyoung’s cheek, cascading from Jungwon’s face, making her hand reach up to cup his wet cheeks, wiping his tears off with her thumbs before she pulled away from the kiss, panting as she delicately wiped off Jungwon’s tears.

She lets her hands linger on Jungwon’s cheeks before she reaches down, pulling off his shirt before letting him do the same with her flimsy tank top, throwing the clothes down onto the floor as Jungwon got on his knees, making Wonyoung accommodate him by slightly spreading her legs for him.

“I love you, I love every bit and part of you, even the parts of you that you don’t like.” Jungwon says as he’s pressing kisses on the inner part of Wonyoung’s thighs, making the woman tear up as Jungwon sorrowfully kisses her skin, hands softly placed on her thighs before they reached up for the hem of Wonyoung’s shorts, pulling them off along with her panties.

Shuffling down to make it easier for Jungwon, Wonyoung placed her legs on top of his shoulders, letting the man inch closer towards her cunt before latching his mouth on her, making Wonyoung sigh in content as she watches Jungwon delightfully lick up her sweet juices, tongue fiddling around with her cunt, flicking at her swollen nub before moving down to Wonyoung’s winking hole.

Throwing her head back, Wonyoung couldn’t help but whine and reach for Jungwon’s hair, bunching them up in her dainty fingers as she pulled and tugged on them, making Jungwon groan in response as he went down on Wonyoung, licking a stripe along her folds.

Pulling away despite Wonyoung whining, Jungwon simply patted her hip before he got up and took his clothes off, throwing them on the ground with no care in the world before he instructed Wonyoung to lie down on the couch on her back before he hopped on the couch, placing Wonyoung’s legs on either side of his waist before kneeling down.

Reaching down, Wonyoung softly held on Jungwon’s length, she watched as the older grunts, eyes briefly closing as his mind focused on how warm the younger’s hand was around his length, forgetting how her skin felt against his.

“Hurry..” Wonyoung muttered, hand slowing down around Jungwon’s cock which made the man snap out of it, remembering that this no longer was a hallucination and that Wonyoung was actually here– underneath him.

Reaching for his own length, Jungwon aligned himself to Wonyoung’s hole that waited from him to sink in, hole quickly swallowing up the head as Jungwon slowly pushed himself into Wonyoung, making them both let out a sound of pleasure.

Wonyoung whimpers when Jungwon sinks deeper into her, reaching parts of her that only he could reach, ever since they separated, nobody could ever please her like Jungwon could— because the man knew all the places where it would make Wonyoung’s toes curl up and make her let out the loudest of moans if he touched her there.

Pursing her lips together as her eyes shut tightly, Wonyoung’s hands tightened up on the couch pillow she held onto as Jungwon started to move in and out, slipping in and out easily because of how wet they were both.

It doesn’t take long for Jungwon to push and pull out of Wonyoung in long and harsh thrusts, making the woman bounce back and forth as she held onto the pillow for leverage, Jungwon set an animalistic pace as he watched Wonyoung moan and writhe underneath him.

His lips part as he lets out moans of his own when Wonyoung squeezes him tightly, nearly tight enough to get him to stop moving, Jungwon nearly pulled out not until Wonyoung linked her ankles together, caging Jungwon in between her legs as she held onto his arms, bouncing back and forth when the man started to thrust once more, plowing into her without a single care in the world.

Wonyoung moaned wantonly as her nails scratched Jungwon’s forearms, nails digging into Jungwon’s skin which made the older wince as he thrusted into Wonyoung’s cunt that gripped around his cock like a vice.

Jungwon watched as Wonyoung moaned helplessly underneath him, hands moving mindlessly against Jungwon’s lower body as she kept moaning and pushing his shoulders ever so often.

“What’s wrong, Won? Tell me.” Jungwon grunted as his hands held Wonyoung’s forearms, pulling her towards him as he fucks her roughly.

Wonyoung only whimpers, eyes shutting closed as she moaned, head throwing back against the couch. Jungwon only thrusts faster, watching as Wonyoung moaned underneath him, eyes still shut closed as she refused to look Jungwon in the eye.

“What is it–” “I love you!” Wonyoung cried out, breaking out in sobs once more as she felt herself nearing her orgasm, pussy clenching hardly around Jungwon’s cock as he started to fuck her faster and harder, brows creasing in concentration as bullets of sweat dripped from the his temples as he eagerly fucked Wonyoung.

Wonyoung’s sobs are continuous as hiccups, feeling herself near her orgasm as Jungwon proceeded to plow into her cunt, tears falling sorrowfully as she sobbed, hands tightly holding Jungwon’s forearms to further pull her to him, making the man land on top of her with a light fall. This way, Jungwon could kiss away Wonyoung’s tears as she cried, kissing away her sadness as he thrusted away.

Jungwon hushes, closing in towards Wonyoung’s cheek to kiss her tears as he’s tearing up himself. The two whimper right at the same time when Wonyoung squeezes Jungwon and when he strikes right at the most sensitive spot of her cunt.

“I’m close..” Wonyoung gasped and threw her head back before Jungwon snuggled into her neck, sucking and marking up her delicate skin. While Jungwon was busy nipping at Wonyoung’s neck, Wonyoung kept moving her hips underneath him, moaning away as he thrusted.

Burying himself deeper into Wonyoung’s cunt, all it took was a few thrusts before she shook in his hold, thighs quivering as her pussy spasmed as she came, feeling Jungwon thrust harder into her before he shot ropes of cum deep inside, marking Wonyoung’s walls with his seed for the first time in years.

3 orgasms and a whole lot of positions later, the two were now in Wonyoung’s bedroom with Wonyoung on her knees as she bounced back and forth on Jungwon’s cock, hands roughly gripping her waist to pull her back and forth on him, listening as the woman cried out, pussy clenching hardly around his length.

The sheets underneath them were already wet with Wonyoung’s squirt after she made a mess when Jungwon got on his knees and ate her out vigorously.

Jungwon shuddered when Wonyoung picked up the pace as she bounced back and forth against him, ass slapping against his pelvis. He watches as his cock disappears into her heat, pussy clearly gripping tightly by the way she stretches around his cock.

“Oh baby.. No more please–” Wonyoung whimpers as she looks back to look at Jungwon who continued to pound her cunt, sounds of slick and skin slapping against each other was what she got in response.

Jungwon coos, “Just a little more, love.” he says as he’s thrusting harder into her cunt, hand slapping her cheek briefly before continuing with his fast and animalistic pace, ears listening to how Wonyoung’s moans sounded like music to him as she moaned his name.

Wonyoung’s hands lose strength, making her land with a thud on the pillows as she kept her ass elevated, making it easy for Jungwon to fuck into her cunt, feeling Jungwon’s hand press her harder against her bed as she arches her back, moans getting muffled as she moaned into her pillows.

Flipping Wonyoung around, her back lands on the bed with a soft thud before she feels Jungwon wrapping her legs around his waist, further closing into her cunt as he fucked her into ecstasy. Wonyoung’s hands desperately held onto Jungwon’s forearms, nails scratching his skin up as she moaned.

Wonyoung watched as Jungwon’s face contorted in pleasure, brows slowly furrowing as his teeth sunk into his bottom lip, muffling his own grunts. his hands grip her waist tightly, pulling her close as he inched closer to his orgasm, “ah fuck, that’s it! right there!” Wonyoung gasped out when Jungwon strikes right at her spot, making Jungwon smirk before striking it consistently, making Wonyoung moan wantonly before she whines out Jungwon’s name, pussy quivering around his cock as she makes a mess all over herself, bits of squirt hitting Jungwon’s pelvis.

Jungwon’s jaw slacks as he grunts, eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as he plunges deep into Wonyoung, making sure he’s deep in her before he cums into her cunt.

It took everything in Jungwon not to start moving again before Wonyoung held onto his jaw, pushing him up for her to see his features.

Wonyoung looked godsent underneath him, as if she didn’t get fucked ‘til she cried. Her hair was perfectly placed on the pillows, her doll-like eyes gliding all over Jungwon’s features, plump lips looking as though they wanted to say something to Jungwon.

Jungwon closes in towards Wonyoung’s cheek to place a soft kiss before he moves them both, quickly sliding out of Wonyoung before making himself lie on his back with Wonyoung lying on her stomach above him.

“What.. What now?” Jungwon asks as he loosely wraps his arms around Wonyoung’s waist, holding the younger tightly as she catches her breath.

“I don’t know, Won. I don’t know.” Wonyoung responds, slightly looking up at Jungwon who was looking down on her, orbs of brown full of uncertainty as they held each other tightly, blissfully unaware of their fates.

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[jaeyunverse]

cat boy

pairing: yang jungwon x fem!reader

wc: 1882

genres: some fluff, mostly crack, enemies to lovers, neighbours au

warnings: profanity

summary: yang jungwon is pissed his cat likes you more than him. or, in which jungwon’s cat plays cupid and sets you up.

note: this is extremely unserious!!!! i only wrote it for funsies but i enjoyed the process a lot :) i hope the fic manages to bring a smile on your face hehe

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There was an angry-looking Yang Jungwon standing at your door.

You didn’t know why he was so pissed. You just knew you didn’t care.

“Your incessant knocking woke me up,” you replied dryly and leaned against the door frame, arms crossing over your chest. “You better have a good reason for ruining my sleep.”

“It’s five in the evening.”

“What’s your point?”

Jungwon’s jaw clenched, and the corner of your lip curled up a smirk. Provoking him was always so satisfying. Always so easy and entertaining.

It was crazy how he was the sweetest person with everyone else but the moment you opened your mouth, he glared at you and looked like he was plotting your death. The discrimination and harsh treatment you’d received from the boy upon moving into your apartment had hurt at first, but you’d soon learnt to take it with a grain of salt.

You’d learnt that it was way more fun to push his buttons and see just how far you needed to take things for him to reach his breaking point.

“Just shut the fuck up and listen to me,” Jungwon snapped, pointing an accusing finger at you. “I need you to stop playing with my cat. Do not touch her. Do not call her name. Do not do the weird fucking meowing thing you do where she meows back at you and you have those god awful meowing conversations. Do not—”

“Oh, yeah,” you interrupted and pretended to deeply think about something. “I think it was just yesterday that Cleo told me you were popping a vein over her liking me more than you. I must say, Yang, you have reached a level of pathetic I didn’t even know existed. Yelling at your neighbour because you don’t get validation from your cat? Tsk.”

Embarrassment and anger coloured the entirety of Jungwon’s face a deep red. “You don’t get it!” he exclaimed. “Cleo keeps clawing at the front door! She doesn’t even want to stay with me anymore. She stares at me with so much resentment because I don’t let her play with you all the time!”

“I’m confused,” you said, your eyebrows furrowing. “Why don’t you let her play with me if that’s why she hates you? Your problem has a very simple solution—”

“But she’s my cat!” he said, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He stepped closer to you, desperation evident on his features. “I don’t care if she plays with you, but the more she does, the more she realises that she’d rather have you take care of her.”

“Well,” you sputtered, a little taken aback by how much his cat’s preferences had distraught him. “If it’s any consolation to you, I don’t have the time or resources to look after Cleo, so she has no choice but to stay with you.”

“I don’t know how to make her love me again,” Jungwon mumbled to himself, not having heard you at all. “I know cats aren’t very loyal, but I didn’t think Cleo would dump me after everything we’ve gone through. I pay the landlord more money so she can keep staying with me without having to hide from anyone. I fought—”

“Yang!” you yelled and grabbed his shoulders. He snapped out of his reverie and looked at you in despair. You’d never thought you would feel bad for him, but you found yourself offering, “Do you want me to show you how I play with her? I don’t know why she prefers me over you, but maybe I’m doing something you aren’t. Maybe you’ll know what it is if we play with her together.”

Jungwon nodded eagerly. “Yeah, let’s go.”

“Now?” you asked incredulously. “I have to meet a friend for dinner.”

“Please,” he begged, and you didn’t think you’d ever heard him sound so hopeless before. “Just for ten minutes.”

You hesitated a bit for a moment, but then reluctantly agreed. “Ten minutes.”

Jungwon watched in awe as you interacted with Cleo. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw his ginger Ragamuffin so excited.

“Hey, Cleo,” you cooed, cupping her face in your hands. “How are you doing? How’s the most precious girl in the world doing?”

Cleo purred and leaned into your touch. Smiling, you caressed her cheeks and kissed her nose.

Gathering her in your arms, you stood up. The cat rested her head on your shoulder and closed her eyes.

“I really don’t see Cleo hating anyone,” you said to Jungwon, a small frown settling on your features. “I mean, look at her.”

He sighed and padded towards you, stopping only when he was right beside. His arm brushed against yours. “I don’t get it either.”

And then, as if to prove to you that he wasn’t lying about his cat having something against him, Jungwon lightly petted her.

Cleo’s eyes snapped open and her nails popped out. She pawed at him and he withdrew his hand immediately.

“Oh.”

“I don’t understand why she’s acting this way,” he lamented. “She was good to me until you came along!”

You scoffed in disbelief. “Are you seriously saying this is my fault? Did you even consider the possibility of you being a horrible owner?”

“You did not just say that!” Jungwon looked extremely offended, but you didn’t give a shit. You couldn’t believe he was blaming you for his problems.

“I don’t even need to say anything,” you sneered. “Cleo running away from you to me speaks volumes.”

You saw your neighbour’s jaw clench. His hands curled into fists at his side, and you wondered if you’d gone too far. You know he loved his cat; insinuating that he wasn’t taking good care of her probably hurt.

Besides, you knew it wasn’t true. Jungwon was a huge animal enthusiast. He’d looked after a turtle when he was five and had decided then and there that a career surrounded by animals was what he wanted. He was studying to be a veterinary doctor now.

Before you could open your mouth to apologise, he muttered, “I should have known this was a bad idea.”

Your blood boiled once again. “You really do have a knack for being the most ungrateful asshole anyone could ever come across, Yang.”

In your arms, Cleo meowed and lifted her head from your shoulder, staring daggers at her owner.

“Ungrateful?” Jungwon snorted in disbelief, not noticing the glares the Ragamuffin was sending his way. “You haven’t done anything since you came here! I don’t have shit to be grateful for.”

Cleo growled, and the boy finally acknowledged her anger.

You pointed a finger at Jungwon and fumed, “I take back what I said before. I do see Cleo hating you. You’re a little bitch who—”

“Oh, spare me.” He cut you off with a roll of his eyes, but you paid him no heed and continued,

“Maybe she’d like you better if you liked me better!”

The cat meowed again. The message was very clear. She agreed.

“I do like you...” Jungwon said defensively, but it was a pathetic attempt that convinced no one. Especially not Cleo.

“Yeah, sure.” You let out a humourless laugh. “You’ve obviously been a jerk to me from the very start because you think you’re the unapproachable, dark-haired, broody lead and I’m the sunshine who is supposed to make you open up.”

He gave you a sour look. “You’re not the sunshine.”

“And you’re not the main character you think you are. I’m not going to put up with your attitude anymore. Just stop being a dick and tell me what you have against me.”

Jungwon hesitated for a moment. You watched as he contemplated whether or not to tell you the real reason behind his grudge, and with each passing second, you slowly started to get a good idea of why.

You knew it was going to be something stupid.

He proved you right.

“I was trying to rent the apartment you’re living in. It has a better view and is way bigger. I live with a cat and you live alone—I thought it was unfair that the landlord chose someone who doesn’t even need the space.”

You were speechless for a while. You took your sweet time to wrap your head around the fact that Yang Jungwon was one petty son of a bitch.

“That’s it?” you finally asked. “You hate me because I snagged the apartment you wanted fair and square?”

He didn’t confirm. He didn’t need to.

You exclaimed, “Grow the hell up, Yang! So what if I got it? It’s been six months; move on!”

“You don’t need it as much as I do!” he protested.

“You don’t know that!” you said angrily. “You don’t know me! You never tried to.”

Jungwon opened his mouth to retort, but he didn’t really know what to say. He knew he was the one at fault. Maybe he should have apologised.

Too bad his stubbornness wouldn’t let him go down without a fight.

“It’s not like you ever tried to get to know me either,” Jungwon muttered.

“I brought you home-baked cookies the day I moved in. You said you didn’t want them and shut the door in my face. I invited you to my house-warming party too, but neither did you reply to my email nor show up. You really think I didn’t try to get to know you? To be friends with you?”

Your voice was laced with bitterness, but there were traces of genuine sorrow in it as well. The fire in your eyes from your bickering had winked out and you looked tired.

The boy found his resolve crumbling. Shame and guilt began to build claw at him from the inside. Maybe he had been unnecessarily harsh.

“I—uh..” Jungwon tried, “I’m sorry.”

You raised your eyebrows. “For being so rude to you, I mean, ” he added hastily. “You didn’t deserve it.”

The apology could have been way better but you weren’t going to complain. “Okay.”

Setting Cleo on the floor again, you moved towards the front door of his apartment. “I’ll get going.”

However, before you could turn the knob, Jungwon blurted, “Are—are you free now? Maybe we can hang out and get to know each other?”

“Oh.” You were dumbfounded. Out of all the things you expected him to say, this was not it. “I have to meet a friend tonight. I told you.”

Embarrassment tinted his ears a deep red. “Right,” he squeaked after clearing his throat. “Forget I asked.”

“Well—” you started after a beat of awkward silence— “I won’t be out for that long. Do you wanna come over to watch a movie later?”

“I have to get up early tomorrow.”

You decided that this was clearly not working out—but it wasn’t that bad. So what if Jungwon and you couldn’t hang out? You were on good terms now. That was an immense improvement in your relationship already.

Your neighbour, however, didn’t seem to be in the mood to cut his losses and move on. He tried again, “The weekend?”

You paused. Racked your brain to make sure you didn’t have any other commitments. “The weekend.”

“It’s a date.”

Strangely, you didn’t correct Jungwon. He didn’t take his words back either.

Cleo’s tail swayed in silent approval.

[vixialuvs]

FLOWERS IN DECEMBER !

୨୧. pairing - yang jungwon x reader

୨୧. CW - angst to fluff. hurt/comfort, yelling, established relationship, non!idol jungwon, you go to the same uni and live tg, suggestive at the end

୨୧. summary - you and jungwon get into an argument, and he accidentally raises his voice and yells at you, causing you to start crying.

୨୧. a/n - this is lwk really bad guys i’m sorry…

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december 20 was supposed to be just a normal day for you and your boyfriend of 3 years, jungwon. it was just another day of you overworking yourself at home, while he’s out with his friends. you don’t even check the time, too busy trying to understand punnett squares to care. the sun slowly disappears, leaving you to turn on a lamp so you can see the papers infront of you. your phone gets a call, but it is on do not disturb, so you wont see it.

two hours later, now one am, the entire dormitory silent, and here you are, still working. you are running on five cups of coffee and two oreos, but are starving and so tired. suddenly the door to your dorm opens, you can hear it through the thin walls but don’t get up because you already know its jungwon. you feel too dizzy to even move, just returning to your work. he comes into your shared bedroom, looking upset and worried.

“y/n? i was calling you. why didn’t you pick u—” he pauses in his sentence when he sees you hunched over your desk, taking notes on some stupid biology video. “y/n. we talked about this, okay? you can’t keep doing this, its so frustrating.. please. im worried about you. have you even eaten?” he says, his voice involuntarily getting stern.

you look up at him, letting out a soft sigh as your tired eyes meet his annoyed ones. “i’ve eaten a couple oreos. i’m fine, won. just.. go to bed okay?” you mutter, not wanting to argue with him. he isnt having it and snatches your pen out of your hand, earning an immediate “hey!” from you. he glares at you, actually getting mad you are doing this to yourself. “y/n a couple oreos isnt good enough. you need to be eating more then that. i’m not going to bed unless your coming with me.” he sounds pissed.. it makes you slightly nervous but you stand your ground.

you get up and off your chair, now standing infront of him as you cross your arms over your chest. “give me my damn pen.” you say defiantly, beginning to also get defensive but keeping your voice at a normal level. jungwon, however, is not as patient as you. his voice gets a bit higher, just ever so slightly. “no. your going to bed. now. i’m tired of this bullshit.” he protests, gripping your pen.

“jungwon come on, stop it. i’m almost done.. just-” you start, but he cuts you off. he really doesn’t mean to and doesn’t want to hurt you but raises his voice significantly. “no! stop it! just COME TO BED! i’m sick and tired of your shit, y/n! i already fucking told you! just stop this! god!” he shouts, but pauses and feels the instant regret once he sees you tense up and start to visibly tremble. he takes a step toward you and you take a step back.

“y/n, sweetheart, please baby.. i didn’t mean to yell.. i’m so sorry.. what are you doing..?” his voice is quiet now and his eyes are filled with fear as he watches you grab a pillow and a blanket from the closet and leave the room. he follows you like a scared puppy and his eyes go wide once he sees you setting up camp on the couch. he slumps against the wall and sighs quietly, deciding to try and give you space.

that night he lays restless in your bed, laying on the side you should be on, but you are passed out on the couch. he needs you in his arms, unable to even sleep without you, so he gives up trying to leave you alone and makes his way to the living room where you lie, asleep. he kneels down at your side and gently lifts you into his arms, bridal style, careful to not wake you. he brings you back into the bedroom and lays you on the bed, crawling in beside you. he immediately turns your sleeping body over and buries his face in your neck, his arms wrapping tight around you as he almost instantly drifts off.

in the morning, you are the first to wake, noticing you aren’t on the couch anymore, and instead in your bed, jungwon completely sprawled on top of you. he’s hugging you with an iron grip, as if you’ll leave if he loosens up. you sigh, remembering the events of last night, your head falling back on the pillow. your hand comes up to caress his hair, waiting until he stirs so the two of you can talk. eventually, he does, burying his head further into your neck and mumbling your name, his lips ghosting across your sensitive skin. you tilt his chin up to look at his face, which looks stressed and you can tell he was crying last night while he held you, dried tears on his cheeks.

“i’m so sorry my baby. i didn’t mean to yell at you. i’m just so worried about you and i want you to take care of yourself. i don’t think you understand how much i love you, sweetheart. i love you more then i love myself. i’d seriously take a bullet for you. please forgive me, y/n. i’ll make it up to you honey, i swear.” he says quietly, his voice laced with sleep, as he lays his head on your chest and caresses your neck. you let out the smallest sigh and kiss his head.

“you know i can’t stay mad at you ever, won. i forgive you. i’m sorry for always being a pain in your ass, always worrying you and being stubborn when you try to help me. i’ll be better, okay? i pinky promise.” you softly intertwine your pinkies and kiss it, giving him the tiniest smile. he sits up on you and leans down to kiss your lips, with a sudden fervor. it makes you whine with need, the way his touch feels so apologetic as he gently parts your thighs, nestling himself between them as he kisses down your stomach.

“let me make it up to you, yeah?” he murmurs, looking up at you with a knowing smirk, lust prevalent in his gaze.

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@vixialuvs . don’t steal my work !

[chiidori-i]

Astral Express Crew NSFW headcanons!

pairings: Welt Yang x gn! reader, Himeko x gn! reader, Dan Heng x gn! reader, March 7th x gn! reader, Stelle x gn! reader, Caelus x gn! reader

Authors note: welcome back to the ravings of a mad man :> my whore friends really loved the last one so here we go again! :D

!Welt!

* listen he might not be as young as the others but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t know what he’s doing! * is the sweetest dom i swear he’s so gentle (unless you ask him not to be) * refuses to degrade you he just loves you too much  * will tie you up if you ask nicely  * so good with his hands like CRAZY good with his hands will make you cum at least twice or more with his fingers alone * usually fucks pretty slow but it’s d e e p, if you beg him enough he might oblige your request and fuck you so hard you see stars * usually fucks you in your shared bed but will sometimes bend you over his desk if he’s feeling frisky or you start teasing him while he’s working * he loves praise! welt will literally shower you in praises about how good you’re being for him!  * you called him sir once in a completely non sexual scenario and he lost his mind, literally grabbed you and dragged you off to his office to ahem “help with paperwork”

* has a big thing for thigh highs, he can’t explain just something about how your thighs look in them, it makes him wanna shove his head between them, 

*TALENTED TONGUE! will stay between your thighs for HOURS does not care at all

* a GOD at aftercare, like i said he’s the sweetest! Voice any want or need and he’s already on it, will hold you until you feel coherent again or if you wanna nap, he’ll grab a book and settle in! 

“you’re being so good for me love, just a little more” Welt cooed, he’s currently got you underneath him whining and moaning in ecstasy. “w-welt need more! please harder!” welt looks at you with a small grin “oh you need more huh? well how do you ask me baby?” he pauses his movements for a quick second while looking at you, “please sir fuck me harder!” welt chuckles and starts moving again “there we good job baby” he leans down and kisses you “i hope you know what you’ve asked for because now

i’m not going to be gentle

”

(i need him in a biblical way, a way thats concerning to feminism)

!Himeko! 

* Can i say mommy any louder?

* Himeko is the best woman to probably ever have sex with, she will do almost anything to make you feel good! * she loves being in control so do expect to be tied up and teased 

* she’s a pretty strict top, you will address her as mommy or ma’am when responding to her or you won’t get anything * has fingered you on the couch in the living area before giving you a knowing teasing look when the others walk in totally oblivious to what’s going on * TONGUE GO CRAZYYYYYY, she lives for giving you head and who are you to stop her? * loves it when you sit on her face she adores it actually * when she’s feeling particularly frisky she’ll bust out the strap (oh buddy its big) she’ll start off fucking you slow and calculated until she finds a pace you both enjoy then she just goes wild on you * loves body worship! she’ll spend hours worshiping your body telling you how you’re all hers and how beautiful/handsome you are! *doesn’t really care for degrading she’s more playful than anything! *loves aftercare she just adores holding you and telling you how good you are and how much you mean to her!

how did you find yourself in this position? well you’re not 100% sure honestly, Himeko currently has you blindfolded and restrained to her bed and is gently running her finger up your thighs so close to touching where you really need her but never making contact. When her nail slightly scratches down your hip you shiver and whine “Awh is someone getting desperate for their mistress to touch them?” Himeko chuckled a little at the end of her sentence, “well if my little pet is getting desperate i guess i should indulge them right?” your ears perk up hearing this, “y-yes ma’aam! please touch me i’ve been so good!” you whine in response, suddenly you feel her grab onto your thighs and lift them up, “ill indulge you darling but you better be ready.. i’m not in the mood to be very kind”

!Dan Heng!

* oh he’s so baby 

* he can be both bottom or top but he 100% prefers to be at your mercy begging for your touch 

* he loves it when you pull his hair or are rough with him in any way really! 

* isn’t bratty whatsoever he’s so obedient you almost feel bad for being rough with him :(

* VERY easily flustered you once walked into the room and brushed past him barely touching his waist and he got so red he looked like he was on fire

*whisper obscene things in his ear when he’s in front of the rest of the crew and he will melt and look at you like he’s about to pass out if you don’t fuck him

*WHIMPERS! I CANNOT EXPRESS THE FOUL WHIMPERS THIS MAN LETS OUT WHEN YOU FUCK HIM

*riding him is always an experience especially if you tie him down and force him to look at you

*he’s surprisingly loud, like so loud himeko has heard you two and has knocked on the door asking if he’s alright (dinner was awkward after that but really she found it hilarious) 

* gets pussy drunk/cock drunk SO fast he cannot process how good it feels so he kinda just shuts down (poor baby)

* Please give him lots of cuddles after! he’s pretty much blissed out after you two fuck so he really just needs to be told he’s a good boy and snuggled until he comes back to earth :)

you’re not sure how one of the bookshelves Dan Heng is holding onto for dear life while you’re riding him hasn’t snapped yet with how hard he’s gripping it, “please ah- please i- i can’t take anymore..” there are tears gathering in the corners of his eyes from overstimulation this is his 3rd orgasm now and he feels like he’s about to combust. “oh cmon baby i know you can give me one more, be a good boy for me give me one more” you purr as you quicken your pace, at this point he’s pretty much gasping for air and holding onto your hand and the bookshelf for dear life, 

“i’ll give you whatever you want.. just please don’t stop”

!March 7th!

*the sweetest purest soul ever

* you were pretty much her first everything so she’s pretty adventurous with you

* a bit of a pillow princess but will reciprocate whatever you want if you ask her! 

* her moans are the cutest they’re kind of like little squeaks if she feels particularly good though she can be a screamer

* you gave her a hickey once and she thought she’d combust especially when welt noticed and asked if she injured herself to which she totally played into (welt for sure knew but he’s like himeko he thinks it’s funny tbh)* she’ll put on lingerie she knows you love and prance around in it until you give her the attention she wants if you don’t notice her right away she’ll pout like “how dare you ignore me im the light of your life!! >:((”

* really really likes when you go down on her, its her favorite thing ever she will scream praises to you until she cums

*himeko once had to give her a talk about screaming because it was keeping dan heng awake at night (poor dan heng man LET HIM SLEEP)

* she bites! whenever she can reach your neck or shoulders she’ll bite you, pretty hard too! (will also immediately apologize after)

*needs reassurance that she did good after! please get her some water and play with her hair she’s an anxious baby and needs lots of kisses to calm her down!

“oh! oh gods!” march was currently on her back with you on top of her your fingers were deep inside her and she was screaming until something responded“march sweetie you have to be quieter before someone wakes up” you chuckle, “c-can’t! feels so good!” you smirk a little and then put two fingers into her mouth and start fucking her harder, she moans around your fingers and her eyes roll back a little “you’re such a good girl march, you’re so beautiful..

too bad i’m about to ruin you” 

!Stelle!

*oh someone help this poor baby*stelle might be one of the most clueless women ever

*when you bought a strap she was completely confused as to why you bought she just looked at you then back at it and was like huh?

*stelle is so obedient though she’s almost like a dog

*call her puppy and she’ll melt a little but be confused as to why you called her a dog (HELP HER SOMEONE)

* she’s such a cutie when you first expressed you wanted to have sex with her she got super flustered and nodded her head in agreement

* would prefer to just lay back and play minecraft with you tbh

*but when you do get her going oh boy she’s ready to go*one time you got her lingerie and she kinda looked at it like you want me to wear this shit?

*doesn’t really need aftercare she’s pretty resilient so she’s up and at em right after y’all fuck she just goes back to playing minecraft :/

“oh stelleeee, don’t hide your face from me puppy” stelle currently has her face hidden your neck moaning as you fuck her slowly, she groans a little hearing your teasing “w-what?” you “there’s my pretty girl, my pretty pretty stelle” she tries to hide her face again but you grab her chin and make her look at you, “oh stelle did you wanna cum?” stelle nods in response, panting a little as you smile at her “okay puppy lay back and let me make you cum” as you slowly lay her on her back and move between her thighs 

“pretty girl”

!Caelus!

* caelus is just the chillest partner known to mankind i swear 

* doesn’t really have that high of a sex drive honestly but when he is turned on you better watch out

*will pin you to a wall and fuck you if he’s feeling realll frisky and there’s no bed around

* he’s very serious in bed tbh doesn’t really joke around

*he’s a switch so if you sweet talk him enough and praise him he’ll fold and be at your mercy but if he gets you flustered its game over you’re all his

* really loves hair pulling whether you’re pulling his hair or he’s pulling yours he just loves it so much doesn’t really know why honestly 

* also loves when you wear your hair up, or have your neck exposed in any way possible

* loves to leave hickies, he just thinks they make you look prettier will 100% get flustered if you leave one on him though* LOVES SKIRTS PLEASE WEAR A SKIRT FOR HIM DOESNT MATTER WHERE JUST PLEASE WEAR ONE

*kind of like stelle in the aftercare doesn’t really need it but does enjoy it! he’ll give you forehead kisses and cuddles while you two watch anime together 

“come on baby let go for me, there you go just like that cutie” you’re currently riding caelus on the living area couch while everyone else is out, what started as a innocent cuddle session while watching sailor moon has now turned into you riding him into oblivion “c-caelus! s’too much!” you stop moving for a second to try and adjust but caelus told you this had to be quick before everyone came back from their missions. Caelus roughly grabs your hips and starts fucking up in to you. “s-sorry angel, g-gotta make it quick,

i’m gonna make you feel so good i promise”

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

SKZ DRABBLE-OT8

The one where the game is too easy. Or The Twenty Fourth Installment of the SKZ!Pack Prequel Series.

Tags: SKZ, Stray Kids, Stay, OT8, SKZ!Pack, SKZ!abo, Poly!SKZ, Omegaverse, Pack!Prequel, SKZ!pack Prequel, Prequel Series, Skz Imagines, Skz Reactions, Skz scenarios, Bang Chan, Lee Minho, Hwang Hyunjin, Lee Felix, Han Jisung, Kim Seungmin, Yang Jeongin, Seo Changbin, (Y/N), Fem Reader, SKZ x you, SKZ x reader, OT8 x you, OT8 x reader

Genre: Fluff, Light Smut

Title: Make It Beta

“Wait, that was entirely fucked up.” 

You push Minho back from you and he hovers, hands on either side of your head, staring down at you as your face twists into disgust. 

He arches a brow. “You’re just now realizing that?” 

“Well, no-” You protest heatedly, your words lacking a little bite as he trails his fingers down your bare skin once again. “-but I’m just now having time to process how truly fucked up it was.” 

Minho smirks and cocks his head, and you hate how pretty he looks at this moment. 

Pretty and dangerous. 

“I needed to test my theory. And I agree with you, sweetheart, it wasn’t my best work, but I had to improvise in the moment.” 

You glare up at him, even as he grins and ducks his head back down between your thighs. 

“You’re seriously so-” Minho’s tongue licks, long and slow, across you, and you suddenly lose all train of thought, the words dying out on your lips. 

Your fingers bury themselves in his hair, and you arch your body up into him, chasing the high of his mouth on you. 

“God, fuck-” You groan out, squirming beneath Minho’s weight, his teeth grazing along the inside of your thigh as he pulls back. 

You whine pathetically at his sudden absence, wordlessly begging him for more, but he ignores you, leaning over you, palms planted steadily on either side of your head, staring you down with a serious expression, eyes dark and feral, even as his face remains smooth. 

“You don’t get to say God’s name when we’re fucking, sweetheart. The only name that’s allowed past your lips is mine. God’s not the one in between your legs.” 

The rough, low timber of his alpha voice has a shiver running down your spine, your body flashing hot all over. 

Minho pumps a finger into you, slow and leisurely, and you bite down on your bottom lip hard enough to taste copper, resisting the urge to whine between your lips. 

Instead, your chest rises and falls with a breath, and you work up your most innocent, sickly sweet smile. 

“Yes, sir.” You quip back, and the flash of something predatory, bordering on wicked amusement, in Minho’s gaze at your snarky words tells you he knows exactly what you’re doing. 

“Mm mm.” He gives a shake of his head, a disapproving tsk clicking off the end of his tongue. “Not good enough.” 

He moves his fingers again, and your body arches against your will, begging for more, even as the brat inside of you rears its ugly head at the challenge. 

Minho smirks, and you hold his gaze, managing to get out in a somewhat level tone, “What, you don’t like when I call you ‘sir’?” You arch a brow tauntingly, and a slight smirk to match his own flickers across your lips. “Binnie usually loves that one. What about-” You make a thoughtful face, and then grin up at him, sharp and goading. “-’alpha?’ Yes, alpha?” 

Minho’s lips quirk with something akin to dangerous amusement, and he slides in another finger without warning. 

You can’t hold back the gasp that slips out of you this time. 

“Try again.” 

You’re panting now with his increased pace, and struggling to choke out your words, and god dammit, the smug look on Minho’s pretty face tells you he knows he’s already won. 

He slides his fingers out and leans over you once more, hands planted on either side of your head, his gaze swirling dark. “What’s wrong, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?” His lips twitch and a flash of sharp, white canine has your core clenching. His clean hand goes into your hair, tilting your head back commandingly to meet his gaze. “No? Then be a good kitten for alpha and behave.” 

You nod desperately, no more fight left, you just need-need him, need Minho, need his body on yours-and reach up to tangle your fingers into the thick locks of his hair, tugging him down to press his mouth to yours. 

At the same time, he slips a hand back between your thighs, and you immediately mewl with need into his open mouth. 

“Minho, fuck-” You pant out, chest heaving, brushing his with every breath. 

His eyes flash, a dangerous gold, and a smirk curves up the corner of his mouth. 

“Good girl.” He praises in a low growl, and you whimper in response.  

You know he can feel how wet you are for him already, his fingers slick against your inner legs as he pauses, considering you for a moment. 

His smirk grows wider. 

“You know, I rather like the sound of my name on your lips, sweetheart. Sometimes you’re too mouthy for your own good, but it’s nice to know that insufferable mouth of yours is good for at least two useful things.” 

“Fuck you.” You bite out, but it holds no venom, and the words are way too breathy and verging on a moan to be considered threatening. 

Minho chuckles and slides between your thighs with a knowing, amused look and a flash of dangerous teeth. 

“Oh you will, sweetheart. But right now, you’re going to be a good girl and wait your turn.” 

His head sinks between your thighs, and your fingers tangle into his thick hair once more, and you hate to admit it, but Minho’s name really does sound great as a moan. 

*****************

When you and Minho reemerge into the living room, the betas are sitting on the couch together, Jisung showing something to Seungmin on his phone, laughing quietly. 

You sit down beside them and sling your arm around Jisung’s narrow shoulders. 

“So. I guess everybody else is kind of preoccupied.” Jisung glances up from the video and instantly wrinkles his nose, making a face of disgust. 

“Gross. You smell like Minho.” 

You let out a little disbelieving laugh and glance in the other alpha’s direction, who doesn’t even bother to look up from whatever he’s doing on his phone. 

Fine. You’ll be offended for him. 

“I thought you liked how Minho smelled!” You exclaim, ribbing Jisung in the side, as he gives you a little glare and rubs at his offended ribs. 

“I do!” He protests, still wrinkling his nose dramatically, even going so far as to cover it with the palm of his hand, which you promptly swat away. “But not like this!” 

You stare at him, open mouthed. “What is that supposed to mean?” 

Seungmin leans around Jisung to catch your eye, an exasperated look washing across his features, before he deadpans, “He means you smell like fucking.” 

“Oh my god.” You roll your eyes, throwing your hands in the air. “Seriously? Are you in the fourth grade?” 

“No.” Jisung pouts, crossing his arms over his chest, glaring at you, as he snuggles back further against Seungmin, who gives him a little pat on the shoulder in support. “Fourth graders aren’t allowed to say ‘fuck.’” 

“I was.” Minho pipes up dryly, rather unhelpfully, from the opposite corner of the room. 

“You’re the exception.” Jisung throws out, without really looking in his direction. He keeps his glare level on you. “You know, noona, I can’t really decide what offends me more. The fact that you and hyung were off kanoodling while Seungmin and I were here worrying, or the fact that you didn’t even think to invite me.” 

“Dude!” You exclaim hopelessly, letting out a little laugh that verges on a scoff. “Being around you right now is torture! You literally smell so much like Jeongin it’s making my alpha feral, and Minho was the easiest, closest stress outlet.” 

Minho glances up from his phone at that and gives a wry little smirk. “I think that’s the sweetest, nicest thing you’ve ever said to me, sweetheart.” 

“Still.” Jisung visibly pouts, slumping back into the couch. 

You sigh, letting out a long breath, and try not to notice the hints of cinnamon and yeast still clinging to the beta sitting beside you. 

“Sungie.” You try, and he turns away from you with a humph, arms over his chest, glare avoiding your gaze. 

You grin a little, and lean over, butting your head against his chin until he has to notice you. 

“Sungie-” You wheedle, pitching your voice up, until you see his glare and hard expression finally wavering, his lips trying to twitch upward. “I’m sorry. We should’ve invited you, okay? Tensions are high and I wasn’t thinking clearly. Forgive me?” 

Jisung is still for a moment, and then he sighs, finally removing his arms from his chest and turning to face you with a glare that holds less bite than before. 

“Fine. But you owe me. Big time.” 

“How about-” You nuzzle your nose into his throat, scenting him lightly, and you feel him start to relax against you. You glance up at him, and meet his dark, doe eyed gaze. “-I start right now?” 

Jisung narrows his eyes. “I’m listening.” 

You bite back a smile, and raise a hand to twirl one of his dark curls around your finger. 

“How about, we go back to my place and make showering a group activity?” 

Jisung’s eyes spark with interest, though he fights to keep his expression impassive. 

“Can Seungmin come?” He asks, glancing back at the other beta, who has lost interest in the conversation, scrolling through his phone. 

“Well, yeah.” You immediately agree, pushing yourself up, until you can meet his mouth with yours, his plush lips parting beneath your own. Your voice drops to a whispered purr. “‘Group’ implies more than just the two of us, Sungie.”

Jisung swallows hard, and your eyes follow the movement, before he glances once more over his shoulder at the other beta and asks in a slightly strangled voice, “Minnie, you wanna go back to noona’s and shower with us?” 

Seungmin glances up, his expression indifferent, as he gives a little shrug of his shoulder. 

“Yeah, I guess.” 

Jisung turns back to you with a shrug of his own. “That’s all the enthusiasm you’re gonna get from him, noona. But basically, that’s a hell yes.” 

You laugh and stand, tugging Jisung, and then Seungmin, up with you. 

“Perfect. Let’s go.” 

*******************************

“Okay, my turn.” 

You focus on the way the suds of the shampoo foam beneath your fingers as you massage Jisung’s hair as he talks, your hands buried up to the knuckles in his thick, ebony curls, tight and heavy with water. 

He looks thoughtful for a moment, leaned back against you in the small space of the shower, and then he grins, snapping his fingers as he announces triumphantly, “Okay. Got it!” His grin morphs into something slightly more wicked. “Who is most likely to end up on Korea’s Most Wanted? Chan-hyung or Minho-hyung?” 

Seungmin looks exasperated, rinsing his own shampoo beneath the running stream of water. “Hyung, these questions are supposed to be hard.” 

You laugh and smear a streak of shampoo down Jisung’s cheek when he pouts. 

“Minho. Obviously.” 

Seungmin shakes the excess water out of his hair and switches Jisung spots so he can rinse, leaning back against you, the warmth of his naked, freshly washed body comforting against your own. 

The beta lets out a sound that borders a snort. “Yeah, no offense, hyung, but your boyfriend is fucking scary. He’d murder someone just for looking at him wrong.” 

Jisung grins, his tightly shut eyes crinkling, as he washes another wave of suds from his hair. 

“Yeah, you’re right. He’s fucking hot though, so it all balances out.” 

You give a little half shrug in response. “Men who can kill you are always hot. I don’t make the rules.” 

You give Jisung a grin as he opens his eyes, and Seungmin glances between the two of you as if you’ve lost your minds. 

Finally, he lets out a heavy sigh and slowly shakes his head. 

“Sometimes I worry about the two of you.” 

“Ah.” You coo, tickling his sides, even as he swats your hands away, and lean in to press a sappy, sloppy kiss to his cheek. “You’re so sweet, baby.” 

“Shut up. I hate you both.” 

Jisung emerges from the water with grabby hands, smooshing an unwilling Seungmin between the two of you in a sandwich sort of embrace. 

“No you don’t, Minnie. You looooveeee us.” 

Seungmin swats irritatedly at the other beta, but doesn’t make a move to leave the sudden close quarters situation he’s found himself in, belying the truth beneath Jisung’s teasing words. 

You rest your chin on top of Seungmin’s head and snake your arms around his waist, taking Jisung by the hips and pulling him tighter against the two of you. 

“Okay, my turn.” You announce, settling against the cool wall of the shower, taking most of the relaxed, cuddling betas’ weight. 

Seungmin reaches for the body wash, and begins to gruffly rub some of the floral scented soap across Jisung’s bare chest. 

You don’t comment on the way his hands linger on the other beta’s defined pecs, but by the smug look on Jisung’s face, you know he’s noticed too. 

“Just don’t make it stupid. Or easy.” Seungmin grumps as he continues to lather, and Jisung makes a face at him. 

“Your words hurt me, Minnie. They really cut me to the core.” 

“Shut up.” Seungmin grumbles, moving to remove his hands from Jisung’s skin, but the older beta is too quick, looping his fingers around his boyfriend’s wrists with a smirk, keeping his hands firmly against his chest. 

Seungmin makes a noise of annoyance in his throat, but you don’t miss the slight pink flush to his cheeks, as after a moment, he silently resumes his scrubbing. 

“Okay.” You bite back your grin as you watch them. “Who’s most likely to say ‘I love you’ first between the two of you?” 

Seungmin’s hands go still on Jisung’s chest, and Jisung gives you a wide eyed stare over the other beta’s head, his lips slightly parted. 

You swallow hard, and push down the sudden nervous butterflies rising in your stomach. 

The steamy shower begins to fill with the scent of wisteria. 

“I-” Seungmin starts to say, his mouth open and closing a few times, as if your question has short circuited something in his brain. 

You give a breathless little laugh. 

“Okay, I’ll admit-” You admit quietly with another nervous chuckle, swallowing again, as you allow your hands to idly play with the hair at the base of Seungmin’s neck in an anxious sort of movement. “-that was a trick question. It’s me.” 

Jisung is still staring at you, and Seungmin is completely still against you. 

You force the words out past your lips, even though something inside of you is balking, reminding you of how this went the first time.

But this isn’t the first time. Or even the second. And not even close to the last. 

“I-” You take in a deep breath and exhale the words. “-love you.” 

Jisung’s eyes are so wide and dark that you feel you could get lost in them. 

He lets out a little breath, and his plush lips seal back together once more. 

“You-” He continues to stare. “-love us?” 

“Yeah.” You give a little nod, and try to ignore the fact that Seungmin still seems to be frozen in your arms. “I do.” 

Jisung gives a shocked little laugh, and his eyes light with something warm. 

“You love us.” He repeats, as if to make himself believe it, and you feel something warm and final settle into the pit of your stomach at the acceptance, and reciprocation, opening up his features the longer he ruminates. 

You glance down at the beta against you, still silent and unmoving.

“Min?” You question softly, putting a hand on his shoulder. 

He shifts, clearing his throat. 

“That was a really stupid question.” He murmurs hoarsely, clearing his throat again, as he finally moves, shifting his gaze past your own. “You were supposed to come up with something hard.” 

You grin, because with Seungmin, that’s as close to an acknowledgement, and acceptance, and reciprocation, as you’re going to get. 

“Sorry.” You apologize giddily, a little laugh of relief slipping past your lips. 

Seungmin humphs, and pulls away from the two of you, a light pink dusting his cheeks as he turns to shut off the water. 

“You two suck at games. I’m gonna have to teach you a thing or two.” 

Jisung matches your wild, wide grin above the other beta’s head. 

Laundry sneaks its way in between the wisteria blossoms, and underneath it all, a ginger laced ember begins to glow.

“Can’t wait, Minnie. Can’t wait.” 

****************

“Do you think Roy is the top in the Royza relationship?” Jisung muses sleepily, his head on your chest, your fingers carding lazily through his hair. 

“No.” Minho replies back immediately, not even bothering to look up from his phone at the anime that’s currently playing on the TV quietly in the background. 

“That man has definitely been pegged.” You add on, reaching over Seungmin’s reclined form to grab another handful of popcorn from the bowl. 

“And enjoyed it.” Seungmin agrees with a slight nod, adjusting his glasses, the lights from the TV flashing across the lenses. 

Jisung snuggles in closer against your side, and you bury your nose in his hair, breathing in the smell of detergent and clean laundry. 

Ginger spices your nose as Seungmin shifts on your other side, his arm tossed lazily across your waist, his fingers subtly stroking the arch of Jisung’s cheekbone, the slope of his nose. 

Your phone vibrates, but you’re too comfortable and cocooned to even bother to search for it. 

Behind you, Minho rolls to his back, jostling your head out of its position of comfort, using him as a human pillow. 

You’re about to complain, when his phone vibrates as well, and he holds it above his head, squinting his eyes against the brightness of the screen. 

Suddenly, for some reason, nerves prickle across your skin, and your wolf raises its head. 

“(Y/N).” Minho says in a low voice, and you glance up at him, careful not to move and disturb the dozing beta lying on your chest. 

He turns the phone screen for you to see the text message scrawled there. 

Minho’s expression is serious, his eyes dark. 

Inside, your heart bottoms out of your chest.

“Chan needs you.” 

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Panic attack -Yang Jungwon

You were working when you got a call from Sunghoon "Hoonie"

“Hey y/n! Sorry I had to call but it's a very important matter!”

“Sunghoon what is it? Do you need me to come over or…?”

“Yes, it is about Jungwon" You could hear the desperation in his voice

“Okay.. what about him?"

“He's been really stressed out, and has hardly left his apartment!” He sounded like he was crying “I think he's having a panic attack right now"

"I'm on my way. Just make sure he doesn't do anything stupid."

You hung up and started walking as fast as possible to his apartment building,

When you finally reached the place you knocked, waiting for someone to answer

It took a while but finally, the door opened

The first thing you noticed was that Sunghoon looked really worried

Then you noticed how pale he was and how his hair looked messy. You saw that he had bags under his eyes

After that, you saw that he didn't look healthy at all. He was thin and looked exhausted

“Y/n, thank god! He's in here!” He led you inside to his living room and pointed at the couch where Sunghoon had just sat

There he was, Jungwon

His breathing was so rapid and shallow, that he looked like he couldn't breathe properly. His cheeks and ears were flushed red and tears were streaming down his face.

"I'm here Jungwon..." You say while grabbing onto him "It's going to be ok".

Sunghoon stood up saying "I'm going out for a bit. Take some time and if anything happens call me."

He left out the door when you grabbed Jungwon's face to make him look at you.

“Look at me Jungwon, everything is going to be fine.” You try to reassure him

Jungwon looks at you with scared eyes and starts crying again

“Please... don't cry anymore..." He whispers through his sobbing "Please... don't leave me, please... I can't"

In a situation like this one it is hard to calm him down, but you have been together for long enough that you decided to do the one thing that seems to do the trick.

You lead his hand to your breast. Your boyfriend's hand instinctively squeezes your breast, eliciting a soft moan from your lips. He lightly circles his thumb over your nipple, sending shivers through your body. He really has something for your boobs, it always calms him down.

As he pushes down your shirt, your breasts are fully exposed and he takes one into his mouth, sucking and gently biting your nipple. You let out a gasp of pleasure, arching your back.

He looks so cute suckling your breasts like that.

He looks up towards you, his eyes still filled with fear, and you lean down to kiss his forehead, whispering a small word of encouragement.

He pulls away slightly from your chest and leans against your shoulder

“Are you ready to stop now, love?”

He shakes his head no as he hikes up your skirt and gets your panties off.

Your boyfriend's fingers move between your legs, trailing up and down, teasing your clit. You moan his name, your body writhing with pleasure. His fingers finally slip inside you, making you gasp and pant.

His other hand goes to your breast again, kneading them lovingly. His touch makes your breath hitch in anticipation.

He keeps stroking your breast as he kisses your neck. You feel wetness on your skin and a moment later he's lapping it off.

“Oh fuck Jungwon, fuck"

He lowers his pants enough so his cock can spring free. He wastes no time in lining himself up with your entrance.

You feel him enter you, filling you up and stretching you out. His thrusts start off slow and steady, but soon he's pounding into you with wild abandon. You moan and whimper, your body responding to his every touch. He grabs onto your hips, pulling you closer to him with each thrust.

Your moans get louder and higher pitched until you're screaming his name in orgasm.

“Fuck, Y/n, fuck" He yells. You both collapse onto the couch, sweaty and sated

The two of you lie there for quite some time, catching your breaths. It feels good to be close to him.

"Why were you having a panic attack? What happened?" you ask after your breathing returns to normal.

Your boyfriend looks at you with concern, his hand still resting on your hip. "I don't know," he says, shaking his head. "It just hit me out of nowhere. I started feeling really anxious and my heart was racing. I couldn't catch my breath." He leans in to kiss you, trying to reassure himself that everything is okay.

You accept, returning the gesture.

“Do you want to talk about it?” you question after breaking the kiss

.

“Not really,” he replies looking at you “I feel like it will only make everything worse.”

“If you ever change your mind, we'll always be here.” You wrap an arm around him

You kiss him and get dressed again to go and make dinner for everyone when they get home.

[j23r23]

Profanities!

Tangerine x Reader

Inspired through a post from @little-miss-dilf-lover. I hope this is okey!

First time writing! First time posting!

Tangerine and I were a mismatched pair of friends, bonded through Lemon, our shared love of books and our work of specializing in discreetly resolving... problems.

I, with my impeccable manners, refined speech, and knack for crossword puzzles, was the yin to Tan's yang - a boisterous, devil-may-care spirit who could make anyone laugh with his quick wit and infectious charm.

We sat at a table in a bustling café, the air alive with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the almost sickening sweet smell of pastries and desserts. Which Lemon was eyeing at in the glass case at the counter, all the while talking to the waitress about Thomas and his peculiar friends. Tangerine was sitting across from me, one leg leisurely on top of the other while he was typing away on his phone. Meanwhile I sipped my earl grey, enjoying the moment of tranquility amidst the chaos of our lives and trying to figure out what 11 words down for a two word, 2022 Blockbuster could be.

But tranquility was not in the cards when the scalding tea burned my tongue, prompting an uncharacteristic outburst of a loud “FUCK!” The word echoed trough the café as I slammed down the cup, accidentally breaking it in the process and letting out another delightful “Fuck!” again.

Tan's eyebrows shot up in surprise, his playful grin widening into a mischievous smirk. "Well, well, well, look who's joining the dark side," he teased, sitting up in his chair, and putting his phone away in his breast pocket.

My cheeks flushed pink as I chuckled nervously. "I know, I know, it's a rare occurrence," I admitted a little sheepish feeling the weight of his playful scrutiny. "But, come on, Tan, don't act like you're not impressed," I countered, mustering up some bravado despite my embarrassment.

Tan shook his head, feigning disappointment. "Impressed? More like shocked. I didn't know I was sitting across from a, wait, what did you call me the other day, a vulgarian! No, it was a cursing connoisseur!" he retorted, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

I rolled my eyes, unable to resist the urge to tease him back. “Oh, please I’ll leave the cussing to the experts!”

Tan grinned, leaning forward with a twinkle in his eye. “Ah, but where’s the fun in that? You’ve got to live a little, spice things up.” he countered, his tone teasing.

I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corner of my lips. “Spice things up, huh? And here I thought I was doing just fine with my tea and crossword puzzle,” I quipped, enjoying where this was going.

And just for a short moment I could see Tangerine stare darkening and I could see this little glint in his eyes.

Wait, was that…. lust?!

I feel a rush of heat as Tan licks his lips, a subtle gesture that sends a shiver down my spine. It's so fleeting, I almost miss it, but the effect it has on me is undeniable. A tingling sensation creeps up my legs, setting my nerves on fire. We're locked in a silent standoff, both wondering who will make the next move.

Then, out of nowhere, Lemon appears beside me, pulling us back to reality. "Hey, are you up for some Sticky Toffee Pudding? Because I got some right here." he questions, looking at us expectantly.

My heart sinks as I whisper a silent fuck under my breath, my mind racing to reposition myself, my crossword puzzle now forgotten. Tan clears his throat, adjusting his tie “Na mate, I’m good,” while getting up he takes out his pack of cigarettes “I’ll be outside for a smoke”

Lemon, God bless him. Though hes a genius at reading other people he is oblivious to the situation and doesn’t notice the change in our demeanor and sits down at the table with a shrug.

I watch Tangerine as he exits the café and taking out his matches to light his cigarette inhaling his first puff of smoke. When he catches me staring, we lock eyes once more, the intensity palpable. Holding up our little staring contest I tell Lemon “You know what Lem, some Sticky Toffee Pudding sounds actually quite delicious.”

I can't help but playfully tease Tan, pursing my lips and lightly biting down into the sweet, rich and sticky cake, knowing it'll catch his attention. And catch it, it does. His eyes stay glued to mine, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously as he struggles to tear himself away. He stares as as the sweet treat coats my lips in sugar. His cigarette falls to the ground, forgotten, as he mouths a word, I can't hear but can easily decipher from his lips.

"Fuck."

And in that moment, while licking my lips clean. I knew the tension between us was far from over.

[svnoofy]

10. alas, we meet again.

warnings/disclaimers: profanity, slight puke talk | | wc: 947

YOU COULDN’T BELIEVE YOUR EYES.

you did not imagine having to face ANOTHER predicament on your already horrible day. you squint your eyes – rubbing them even – praying that the little speck moving along the sidewalk was just a fragment of your imagination.

oh hell naur, you thought to yourself, feeling the contents of your stomach bubbling up, ready to splatter out any moment. you weren’t sure if this was because you were anxious or utterly disgusted.

suddenly, your mind began replaying moments from your childhood which was triggered by the sight of the individual you had seen.

unfond memories of arguments over legos, barbies and colored pencils and even memories of consistently being in the school’s academic spotlight together as rivals washed over you like an unforgivable tidal wave.

yang jungwon, that was the very name you despised saying and hearing– and there he might be, about to board your bus, as you squirm and wince in full disgust and disbelief.

when the bus made its stop at the station, you froze. you were unable to register the situation that was about to happen to you. as a lazy attempt to avoid any contact with him, you occupied the vacant seat next to you with your bag, plugging in your earphones and putting on your sunglasses to come off as unidentifiable (and unapproachable)

as passengers poured into the bus, one by one, you thank yourself for your ingenious tactic of going unrecognised. you observed the passengers one by one, carefully spotting your target.

this was when you realized– your eyes may have played a little trick on you (and you may need glasses). turns out: the person you so dreaded to see was not the person you thought after all! you felt a massive weight being taken off your shoulder– knowing you can continue your bus ride in peace.

however, what baffles you is why his identity was the first you associated with the innocent passenger? could that have been some sort of omen?

-

when you reached your stop, you descended the bus and enthusiastically marched towards your cafe. despite the fact that you almost burned your hair off to a crisp, missed the bus twice and maybe almost encountered your worst nightmare– you were thankful because luck seemed to be on your side.

your enthusiastically trotted to your cafe, your arrival being greeted by the sound of the wind-chimes on the door handle, earning weird glances from customers.

you continued your enthusiastic trot behind the counter, where you found sunoo, slouched over a box of oat milk, check board in hand– it was restocking day.

“that bastard has the money to buy 18 cartons of japanese oat milk but not a single cent to raise our pay–dear god please make the world make sense”, sunoo remarked.

“good morning to you too, sun”, you giggle and roll your eyes playfully, hand landing on his back for a friendly pat.

“girl, fuck you mean MORNING, it’s 12:30 PM”, niki sassed, with an eyebrow cocked in apparent protest.

you gave him a quick “shut up” with a sarcastic smile in response, as you put your hair up into a practical ponytail.

“oh yeah– the new staff dude is here today, he’s on toilet duty today though”, sunoo points out, a mischievous smirk creeping onto his face.

“i don’t think he’ll be on toilet duty for long though! mr park seems to really like him and he really knows his way around coffee machines despite being new–”, niki commented, earning an interested “ooh” from sunoo while you just listened, your mind half focused on sorting out transaction receipts at the register.

“oh ya REAL, his latte art just now was so good– how the hell did he manage to make a swan in 30 seconds–”, sunoo added.

“right! like he even did it WHILE talking and chatting with mr jinyoung like what–”, niki gasped, almost as if he had just seen an out of touch celebrity.

ok, now you were intrigued. who is this seemingly OVER PERFECT barista?

“what’s his name?”, you butt in on niki and sunoo’s gossip.

as if on cue, a tall figure appears in your line of vision, rubber-gloved hands occupied with two buckets of cleaning supplies.

suddenly, you felt your world shatter right before you. it was an omen after all, a bad one at that.

“EYOO JUNGWON!”, niki greets the figure standing across you.

nah, you have GOT to be kidding me, you thought to yourself.

you avoided his eyes while the two guys who were previously around you made their way to surround the boy.

“jungwon, this is our FUTURE manager and ace: l/n y/n”, sunoo enthusiastically introduces you to him, dragging him by the arm.

“l/n y/n?”, he asks– suddenly that familiar sick feeling you had on the bus was returning.

you look at him, instinctively at the call of your name, and as if suddenly: a cloud of gloom settled over you two, and you were certain– the storm is just about to arrive.

“nice to meet you, jungwon”, you attempt a civil welcome, only to earn a scoff from the boy.

“alas, we meet again– l/n y/n”, he replies with a smug look on his face.

gasps erupt from your spectators: niki and sunoo, who watch intently at the interaction before them.

your stomach ties itself into knots, your eyebrows furrow and your smile flattens into a line. “great to see you too, yang jungwon”, you retaliate with nothing but pure sarcasm and utter disgust.

yep, the storm has DEFINITELY arrived and sights of sunshine are far, far, from near

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[6:16 pm]

(cw: toxic yang, asshole yang, angst)

“So what? I don’t feel the same way and you just cut me off?” Yangyang yelled.

You rolled your eyes and continued through the apartment. You were here on a mission, you were at Yangyang’s apartment to pick up your things and get out. Nothing else.

It hurt you to be here, to be in his presence. The pain of losing your best friend was fresh, but this was good for you. A clean break, you deserved more than this. You kept your head up and continued on silently.

“You can’t ignore me! We’ve been friends for over a decade! Just because I don’t feel the same way you’re going to cut me out of your life, that’s not fair,” Yangyang followed behind you down the hall to the room that was considered yours, not anymore.

You pulled your clothes off the hangers in the closet, checked the drawers for T-shirts and pajamas, anything that was yours you packed away into the box your brought with you so would never have to come back to this place or face Yangyang ever again.

“God you’re being crazy right now, you understand people don’t have to reciprocate your feelings right?” Yangyang asked.

You stopped on your way to the front door and turned to face Yangyang. You had no more tears left to cry over him all that was left was your anger and annoyance. So exhausted after years of letting him walk all over you and do as he pleased, while you just took it.

“Do you understand how much you fucked with me? Let’s just ignore for a second that I told you I was in love with you, asked you for space when you said you didn’t feel the same, and that very same night you went out to a club and took someone home. No, I’m talking about you leading me on now and how you were a shitty best friend. You always had your hands on me, in my hair, on my thigh, on my back. Every time I talked to someone else you’d get jealous and wrap your arms around me like we were together. You slept in my bed, you asked me to stay every other night, how am I being blamed for you leading me on? How is it my fault that my so called best friend acted like more and I read those very obvious signals as something else? You made those moves, I never once acted in the same way you did even though I so badly wanted to.

I was at every show, I put aside my goals to be there for you. I missed so many family events and opportunities to be there because you wanted me to be there. But you never once made an effort for me. You missed birthdays, you missed my graduation, and I can’t even remember a single time you answered one of my calls when I was stressed or needed help like I’d do for you. So no, I’m not ending this decade long friendship because you don’t feel the same way, I’m ending it because I’ve realized how one sided it is. I’m not going to follow you around like a lost puppy and be at your beck and call when you have never and will never do the same for me. You didn't make loving you easy, but I still somehow managed. I deserve more from a friend and someone who deserves my love.” You ranted, it felt so good to get it off your chest.

“That’s not true,” Yangyang shook his head.

“I wouldn’t make something like this up, but lucky for you, you’ll be getting space to process this unlike the nonexistent space I had. I asked for space, some time to process my hurt and embarrassment from confessing my love and I didn’t even get that for a day. You called me that night drunk and bragged about the person you were bringing home, you called me like nothing had happened every night for 2 weeks. You once again disregarded my feelings in favor of your own, somehow the pain I was feeling, the pain I showed you didn't matter as much as you telling me about your latest conquest or that you wanted me to get a pizza and drop it off at your house. That’s not fair,” you added, your voice breaking. You weren’t going to cry over this, you were done shedding tears over Yangyang.

“So we’re done, you’re leaving me?”

“This isn’t about you! For the first time in a long time I’m putting my feelings before your own. I just don’t care anymore. Feel what you need to feel, fuck whoever you want, do whatever you want and leave me out of it. I don’t want to be a part of it.” You ended, turning away from Yangyang and rushing to the door to get away from him.

You shut the door behind you, a small sliver of hope that Yangyang would follow after you and make an honest effort to repair your friendship. But you knew better. He let you leave his house sobbing after bearing your soul to him and let you walk home alone. He hadn’t changed in the time you spent away from each other and you don’t want to find the time to wonder when or even if he would change.

You were practically floating on your way back home, you got so much weight off your chest, feelings that made you angry and anxious- negative emotions you didn’t want to feel. Years of repressed emotions finally leaving your head. You felt good, happy that everything was going to be just fine.

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

So I will say it would might be hard but what about Harriet as the Rusted Knight stand in. Spending years dealing with guilt and horror of her willing to nuke a city just because she was told too. She could call the Lighting Trailer or something.

(Fun fact! When initially thinking about the major plot threads for the Sharc AU, I was actually going to have Harriet fall into the Ever After, find the time fruit and become the Juniper of the Sharc Universe. I have since decided against that, and feel safe sharing it.)

Blake: My Gods! It's the-

The Galvanic Squall: You kids have been getting up to a lot, huh?

Blake: Y- Yeah? Wait, how do you know we've been up to stuff?

Yang: Have you been watching us or-

The Galvanic Squall: That was one of the things I was meant to do, among all the other-

The Woman wrenches her face mask down while pulling off her goggles and hood.

Harriet Bree stood before them, her face wrinkled with old scars covering her face and ears, her hair pulled back into a mess of cable-like dreads, all streaked with dull gray and Electric Yellow.

Harriet: A Shit that Ironwood was ordering us to do- What the fuck happened!

Ruby: HARRIET?

Harriet: Yes! HELLO! I've been stuck here for-Fucking-ever!

Harriet: I mean, fuck I lost count after about the second month here, but I've been looking for- look, what was the last thing that happened to you?

RWBY: *Share worried looks*

Harriet: Okay, I get it, I'm in rough shape, just answer, alright!?

Weiss: uhm ... We only woke up here a day ago. before getting here, We evicted Atlas and Mantle to Vacuo using the Staff of Creation.

Harriet: Uh huh, Caused Atlas to sink, I'm aware.

Blake: Cinder Fall and one of her Cronies followed us into the In-between, and made us fall.

Harriet: Yep. I was Running Civies to the exit because Flame Girl and Polendina were fighting.

Yang: We all got knocked down here, obviously, and Salem got the Relic, but we know she doesn't have the maiden powers.

Harriet: Well. That doesn't sound great.

Ruby: Well, Neo, 'Cinder's Crony' fell with us. She hates my guts and ... It ... isn't good. Penny died. For real this time, no rebuilding, no recovering she's just ... gone.

Harriet: ... Oh. I- I uh.

Harriet: Wow. That's- I'm sorry. I know you two were close- she would never shut up- Er, Stop talking about you.

Ruby: We've all lost people. We can't sit around feeling sorry for ourselves. You Didn't.

_WBY: *look worriedly between each other and Ruby, who doesn't notice*

Harriet: Yeah, Well, I did my best to. Hell, I figured out how to dye my hair, gave me something to do while I waited.

Harriet: Also if you see a technicolor Cat, Don't Trust it. A couple kids Ran through years back and uh ... I couldn't find them. They just disappeared. If that Girl hadn't poisoned me I'd be certain they were just delusions.

Blake: A Girl? Was her name Alyx?

Harriet: *Squinting Suspiciously at Blake* ... How'd you know that?

Yang: It's a Book. The Girl that Fell Through the World. It's a classic!

Weiss: But there was only Alyx in the Story.

Harriet: The girl I met had a Brother. Lewis, and he was a lot more nervous and forward-thinking. And a hell of a lot more level headed. Lewis could stub his toe on a rock and he'd apologize to it. Alyx would stub her toe and make a guillotine for whatever tripped her up.

Blake: It sounds like we have a lot to talk about. Uh, do you have a place to stay or ...

Harriet: Yeah, I've got a cottage, let's move out.

Weiss: Well I'm glad you're not angry at us.

Harriet: Well, if it means anything ... I think you did the right thing standing up to the General. I know I made a mistake listening to him. *She beings walking*

Harriet: Come on, we might make it before sundown.

[juanarc-thethird]

Not so innocent

In an Inn on the outskirts of Atlas. Yang and Penny are having tea while waiting for Jaune to return from his mission.

Jaune: *Opens the door* I'm back.

Yang: What kept you so long?

Jaune: Oh, the Grimm was bigger than they described. I had to get creative.

Yang: Creative?

Jaune: I'm sorry but we can talk about this tomorrow. I'm very tired.

Yang: Ok and since you say that, here is the key to your room. You will share a room with Penny.

Penny: *Waves her hand with her famous smile*

Jaune: *Panic* Wait What?!

Yang: Relax, the room has two beds.

Jaune: Can I change rooms?!

Yang: Why do you want to change rooms?

Jaune: Well...

Penny: *Sad* You really don't like the idea of sharing the room with me?

Yang: Look what you did Jaune, you made her sad. *Hugs Penny* Don't worry, Penny, he didn't mean that.

Jaune: I... I do mean that.

Yang: *Gasp* JAUNE?!

Jaune: Sorry but I have my reasons! Can I change rooms?

Yang: No, everyone is already in their rooms asleep.

Jaune: Can I change with you?

Yang: *Angry* You want to sleep with my sister?!

Jaune: *Blushing* What?! NO!

Yang: *Surprise* You want to sleep with me?!!

Jaune: *Red* NO!!! Stop saying in it like that!!!

Yang: Then sleep with Penny! Goodnight!! *Leaves*

Jaune: *Worry* But...

In the distance you can hear a door slam shut. Jaune is silent and then Penny spoke.

Penny: Looks like we'll be sharing a room again~ *Giggles*

Meanwhile

Yang: *Sighs* What a day.

Ruby: *Wakes up* Sis, what happened?

Yang: Oh don't worry, it was just Jaune being himself.

Ruby: Um.. what?

Yang: Jaune doesn't want to share a room with Penny?

Ruby: Why? I thought they two got along well.

Yang: He didn't tell me why, but he was desperate to change rooms. He asked me if he could sleep in the same room with you.

Ruby: Wait what?!

Yang: Yes, and then I said no.

Ruby: YOU SAID NO!!!!! What kind of sister are you?!!

Yang: Excuse me?!

Ruby: Arrg! Whatever. There's always another time. I just hope Penny isn't doing that.

Yang: What do you mean by "doing that"? Ruby… what do you mean by "doing that"?!

Back with the other two.

Jaune and Penny are in their assigned room, enjoying their privacy. The two of them are lying naked on one of the beds. Jaune has his mouth gagged with Penny's panties and at the same time his hands are handcuffed to the head of the bed, while Penny is fucking him passionately.

Penny: You didn't want to share the room with me, huh?

Jaune: Mm MhMR~💕!

Penny: You'll never get rid of me, ok? I know what you like. I know what turns you on. I know that you like it when a girl takes control of you~ *Moves her hips faster*

Jaune: FMmm~💕!!!

Penny: You are mine, and no one else's. Do you understand?

Jaune: Mhm~💕!

Penny: *smiling* Good, now I want you to cum in me~ *Squeezes his cock with her pussy*

Jaune: MMmm!!!

Penny: Come on Jaune, I want you to cum inside of me

Jaune: MMhM~💕!

Penny: Don't fight it, just cum for me. *She begins to move her hips more roughly* Come on Jaune, cum for me~

Jaune: MFMM~💕!

Penny: *Heart eyes* Shit! I'm close. Just cum in me, cum in me, cum in me, cum in me!!!~

Jaune: FMHMM~💕!!!

Penny: Oh Fuck! I can feel it! I can fell your cock twitching! You're about to come right?!! Fuck!!! Come on Jaune! Fill me up already!!!

Jaune: HMML DMN!!!

Penny: Oh God!!! *Angry* Cum Already!!! SHIT!!!!

Jaune: Mh Fmmh! Mh FmmH! MH FMMMMMMH~❤️‍🔥!!!

He shoots his hips into the air, lifting Penny off the bed for a moment and filling her with all his cum.

Penny: OH FUCK YES, FEEL ME UP~💕!!

She could feel Jaune's hot cum filling every hole in her pussy. Her legs shake, her toes curl, and she tries to support herself on Jaune's chest. After a while, she turns to Jaune to see how he is doing. After all, she has to take care of his man~

Jaune: *breathing heavily*

Penny: *Smiles and removes her underwear from his mouth* Good job~💕

Jaune: Are we done?

Penny: Oh no, we're just getting started~😈

She takes Jaune's face with both hands and begins to make out with him, while she begins to move her hips once more.

[jungkit]

DDR — YANG JUNGWON

day 1

It’s day one of you and Jungwon’s practice. You’re already dreading it as you enter the practice room.

He’s not there yet, so you take a minute to relax, trying to ignore the nerves creeping up your body.

After 5 minutes, you hear the door open as Jungwon presents himself.

You stare at each other for a good minute until he walks in.

You pull out your iPad and open the video Ms. Seo sent of the demonstration.

Jungwon wordlessly sits next to you, and you watch the video together.

It’s definitely intimate, with constant touches, strokes, and eye contact.

You feel a shiver run up your spine at the thought of touching Jungwon.

Having to look into his eyes, feel his hands on you?

You could puke.

“Well, it’s not that bad.” Jungwon shrugs, getting up to begin practice.

“Not that bad? We basically have to be all over each other. How is that not bad?” You stare at him in disbelief. ”We hate each other. This is not gonna work out!”

Jungwon tilts his head, “Who said I hated you?”

He walks towards you, and you don’t like the look on his face.

Suddenly, his hands are holding your face.

Your breath hitches, eyes wide as you stare into his.

He leans in, lips centimeters from yours. “I’ve always found you quite pretty.”

And then he’s pulling away, chuckling.

”Come on, pretty girl,” he says, “let’s get started.”

With that, he starts stretching.

What the fuck just happened? Did Jungwon almost kiss you? And call you ‘pretty girl’?

You move almost robotically, joining Jungwon.

After 10 minutes of stretching, you start learning the choreography.

His hands find your waist, skin against skin. They're cold, and it makes you shiver.

He must have noticed because he cups his hands and brings them to his mouth, blowing hot air into them.

He rubs them together, all while looking at you, and then brings his hands back to your waist.

You have to physically force your jaw from dropping.

You practice for about 2 hours before finally calling it quits.

You’ve learned about half of the choreo, which is pretty good for day 1.

As much as you hate to admit it, Jungwon is very good.

You go your separate ways, heading back to your dorm while Jungwon goes god knows where.

You should text the group chat, but you know they’ll freak out, so you refrain.

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[averagemrfox]

2 for the ask game for each member of team RWBY!!!!!

Alright I’m home from work and have had time to think

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

First of all this goes for every single one of them and my individual answers might overlap with this we’ll see. I love how much they’ve all grown and persevered! They’ve been through so fucking much both together as a team and separately and have come out on the other side of it. They were kids!! They made bunk beds and had food fights and were starting to figure out the types of people they wanted to be and then got thrust into Remnant’s Worst Divorce™️ and throughout all of it have only grown closer as a team (not friends family!!) and still have hope that they can make the world a better place (Keep moving forward!!!) (They all need therapy tho fr)

Ruby: she’s perfect just the way she is!! This is supposed to be about the canon things I love about these character but god do I want Ruby to see herself as an individual separate from Summer. I think she’s getting there after her talk with the blacksmith. She’s just so accepting of people without hesitation. Penny is a robot? Don’t care new best friend. Little is a talking mouse? Don’t care new best friend pt 2. I’m sure there’s other examples but she’s always so ready to just let people be who they are and I wish she’d give herself that same grace

She’s also just a giant fucking nerd. About weapons about comics about video games

Weiss: 🗣️🗣️I DONT KNOW WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE BUT LET ME TELL YOU WHO I AM. I AM THE GRANDDAUGHTER OF A HERO AND THE CHILD OF A VILLAIN. I AM A CITIZEN OF A FALLEN KINGDOM AND AN HEIR TO NOTHING. I WILL NOT BE DEFINED BY MY NAME BECAUSE I WILL BE THE ONE TO DEFINE IT. I AM WEISS SCHNEE AND I AM A HUNTRESS🗣️🗣️

Also I love that she’s canonically a fairly well known (at least in atlas) singer. Now I’m not sure she’d do that by choice based on what we saw in v4 but it’s super cool that that This Life is Mine is canon to remnant because of that. Also Jacques made her sing and she was like alright bet and then roasted him in song on stage in front of all those people and we don’t talk about that enough I think

Blake: I say that’s my baby and I’m really proud

Blake tells Sun she joined the white fang 5 years ago in v2. She was TWELVE she was a BABY!! If I had to give Blake a word the way she gives others a word it would be conviction. She never gives up on what she believes in. And she does her best to support others in doing the same, in v7 she tried to encourage ironwood and in v9 she tried to encourage Ruby poor girl got shut down both times but she tried!!

I also love how Blake is canonically a good artist and would like to see more of that. crwby show us a drawing Blake made of Yang

These:

Yang: this girl can fit so much love in her god. She goes to any and every length to protect the people she loves even if it’s to her own detriment (which someone really needs to have a conversation with her about) the Yellow Trailer tells us straight away that there’s more to her than meets the eye and yet there are people who fell into that trap anyway and criticize her character for “not being fun anymore” as if that isn’t the point!!

She’s so confident and cocky until a pretty girl Blake flirts with her I love the disaster lesbian representation.

She punched god in the tiddies!!! And she’d do it again I bet! Maybe we’ll see her punch one or both of the Brothers next I’d like that

This:

[infoglitch]

My very bad takes on rwby ships (the well known ones atleast. And yes most are jaune)

(i do not represent anyone except myself so do not judge others based on me because if you do. That's YOUR problem. Not the peoples you think I represent)

Hoi! I think its time I get crucified. Kidding obviously. This community isn't completely toxic, that much is obvious. Now let's get the obvious ones out the way

Bmblb.

Ok... time for the one I don't wanna touch because I don't have nice things to say.

Ok first. I don't mind this ship. Wanna get that out of the way because unlike most would assume. I don't hate or love this ship.

BUT. I got problems with how it was made fucking cannon. First off, fuck you rt and your "from the beeginning". I don't fuckin care how much you try to cover your incompetent asses. If the pants don't fuckin fit. Don't fuckin wear them!

Second. There was no real build up (you can argue there was. But it wasn't good. Anyone could have done a better job than rt). The only real thing that could "prove" this was planned was that yang "flirted" with Blake. Now you might be saying-

"oh but she explained her trauma to Blake that clearly means shes interested in her" in which. NO. Yes this moment is VERY good basis to build off these twos dynamic. And if rt kept building onto this by having yang slowly break down Blake's wall before eventually getting her to open up, I would be applauding rt for it, hell I would be a fan of it probably because for these two, it fuckin works! Blake clearly is alot more reserved and is rather prickly meanwhile yang is the rambunctious, ass-whooping, badass, and overall awesome ball of joy (sounds weird saying especially since yang is my favorite character). yet rt dropped the fuckin ball the moment sun showed up. Now I love sun and i enjoy black sun. But for the love of GOD if this shit is from the beginning than this clearly proves it was fucking not!

After volume three who did blake spend most of the time with in menagerie and rt was clearly trying to push? Not bmblb! BLACK-FUCKING-SUN. Let's give a round of applause to RT for making the dumbest decision of saying bmblb was planned from the start because bitch it was not.

And what did we get for yang. Oh only her trauma from one losing an arm and the fact she has PTSD from it. Oh yeah let's not forget the fact yang had ABANDONMENT ISSUES. Yet the moment her and Blake meet back up suddenly it doesn't fuckin matter because Weiss managed to somehow fix it by telling yang that Blake had suffered as well (i know that's not exactly what happened but point is I fuckin HATE the scene where Blake rejoins the team and yang is just "OK! I totally still don't have problems with the fact you left me and the team at both my and our teams lowest moment." Personally fuck you rt)

.....where was I again? Oh yeah rwby ships. So before I fuckin lose it at rt's incompetence at story telling, developing a romance and character building- let's move on to..... whiterose.... SON OF A BIT-

Whiterose

Look does the fact I don't care for BB and the fact I hate white rose with such a burning passion make me look like a misogynistic homophobic asshole a bad thing? Yes. But I just can't enjoy this damn ship because I just find it so FUCKING BORING!

I get it, it's "opposites attract". But I just don't care because this is so boring and basic that I can't even be glad a gay ship is actually popular instead of the same boring straight pairings.

I don't care if ruby could help Weiss be less of a bitch. Because that troop has been done to fucking DEATH.

There's not even the fact that it be a middle finger to Weisses dad because guess what he's already got his comupance and is also you know, FUCKIN DEAD. There's no satisfaction from any of this ship for me. Is it a bad ship? Fuck no we aren't even going to cover THAT!

But do I like this ship and hope it'll be cannon? No. And if it is? I won't care and I'm not even gonna celebrate it. You can take a fat piss on my grave before I say whiterose becoming cannon is the only option.

Now what ship is next- oh. Oh no. It's the ship everyone enjoys.

Arkos

Look I'm already gonna get fuckin crucified for my opinion of WR and BB. I don't feel like pissing off even MORE people!

... ok fine I'm saying my opinion.

I don't care for this ship. I don't care for pyrrha and I'm actively glad she is dead.

I won't even elaborate because this ship is dead and will gladly piss on its grave.

Rest in piss arkos. Overrated as fuck!

Next up is... rose garden. Finally a ship I dont mind supporting... but also... one thats gonna be hard to say

Rose garden

Look... their just fuckin cinnamon rolls and I love it!

"but you hated arkos yet both jaune and pyrrha were cinna-"

Uhp! No! None of your bullshit. But I will explain.

I don't care for arkos because I don't care for the fact pyrrha has no development. Not even a personality. She was always "the one girl that has feelings for jaune" which don't get me wrong, jaunes one of my favorite characters but I prefer the character he would be shipped with are actually characters and not... cardboard.

Now thankfully Oscar does not suffer the same fate. He's not infatuated with ruby, he is just a "kid" who just found a wizard stuck in his head and now he's off into a war he never knew about. He was timid (batshit terrified even) and yet when he sees the courage shown by the cast he slowly tries to be like them. with the moment between ruby and Oscar being a moment I fuckin love. Oscar is being honest and asking ruby why, why does she keep fighting? Keep marching into a unknown war that could very well kill her. And ruby simply answers by admitting she Is aware she might die, she even lost good people during the fall of beacon but she kept going because she wanted to be a huntress, she wanted to HELP people.

One of the many reasons I love rose garden is because these two fuckin dorks grow WITH each other instead of the simple "oh I'm the love interest of the main character I'm gonna be a cardboard cutout of the character I should be!".

I can't put it into proper words but I just love rose garden.

Whiteknight

Wait... are we actually talking about white knight and not another ship that I probably don't care about and get crucified because of them?

FUCK YEAH!

Gentlemen and ladies. I am proud to say I am whiteknight trash because damnit I love this ship.

I will say it now this ship is the shit that gives my Tumblr account LIFE. And like rose garden I can't even find words to describe how this ship makes me my brain go up with dopamine. This ship is just my favorite ship. Weiss and jaune have had so much buildup. Starting with jaune being a idiot and trying to flirt with a very much more cold Weiss (HA) To Weiss laughing at jaunes reaction to his voice after the high of depression that was V9! The little smile jaune had as he heard Weiss giggle. To the mother fuckin mature scene that has skyrocketed to memehood! I just love this ship because it is just everything I want out of a romance subplot!

Knightshade

Oh... oh we already at some.... unpopular ships.

Now this isn't exactly ship related as pyrrha was to arkos but I just don't like Blake, so you might be thinking "oh then you must hate knightshade". Well..

You.

Are.

WRONG!

I don't know why I like it I just like knightshade. It's cute, it's got enough crack to make it a crack ship, and the memes! The. Fuckin. MEMES.

God I love knightshade.

Knightfall

So... how do I say this?

I love this ship. Not joking I love this. I'd be peeved if this became cannon but as syndrome once said

"OH COME ON! YOU GOTTA ADMIT THIS IS COOL!" (Man was a salty man and died like a BITCH)

As to why?

The

Fuckin

ANGST!

I could write an entire fanfic of jaune and cinder fighting each other for days on end until jaune fucking loses but instead of killing him cinder just lets him live. To continue to fight as she gets some sick enjoyment from the attention.

That's all. (Also cinder please choke me with your thighs-)

[GLITCH HAS BEEN TEMPORARILY BANNED.]

Alright I'll behave. No thirsting, now onto.... Lancaster.... you know I can't tell if I want to be killed or be celebrated as a fuckin gift because this list is bizarre as fu-

Lancaster

.... where do I begin?

Ok I should probably state this now. I love this fuckin ship despite how... cliche it really is. I want these two dorks to be fuckin happy but I just can't say whole hearted this is my otp. It's just not for me, I'm sorry. But as you all know I have written.. some.. Lancaster fanfics (I am absolute jaune shipper trash, you can Bury me before I say any jaune ship is terrible except THAT! Even arkos ain't bad just overrated!)

But... yes I like this ship that why I'm writing fanfics in the first place I like alot of jaune ships (despite how much I hate THAT!) Because we'll most female characters that I pair with jaune have atleast some form of interaction. (Except silent knight. I just like that one because I like the "small murderous and tall gentle" dynamic. But we aren't covering silent knight.)

Now thats all I could say for Lancaster but there's one more sister that I wanna talk about but first.

For runner up on this list. Drum roll please.

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Thank you-

.....

Huh I guess that drummer wasn't as dumb-

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Ok fuck you, your fired!

Now for runner up on this list (mainly because I like it but I don't have much to say-)

Martial arcs

(ha bet y'all rat bastards weren't expecting me to list a gay ship that I liked.)

Now all I have to say is.

🎶let them be fucking gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!~

OH YEAH!🎶

Now onto... my favorite one thats not white knight. The one, the only, the truest form of "what the fuck is glitch snorting"-

Dragon slayer

This is the one ship that has continued to be a ship I love dearly.

To me yang and jaune feel like they would be each other's wing(wo)man and would just be an ride to watch.

There wasn't even any evidence in why this ship could happen. But I still love it. Y'all can call it "just a write inserting themselves as jaune" but let me say this.

Dragon slayer is the Pinnacle of the most wholesome moments! Not even Lancaster can compare to the intimacy of this ship and yes! I AM TALKING OUT OF MY ASS BECAUSE I LOVE THIS STUPID SHIP AND AINT NO ONE TELLING ME I SHOULD BE ASHAMED!

....

Ok I think that's enough talking about Rwby ships for one Day because I've caused three things.

1) probably pissed off arkos, BB, and WR shipers.

2) weirded out quite literally everyone with my batshit insanity.

3) probably started a debate on what I mean when I say "THAT!"

Anyway have a great day/night/or what other time it is bitches, bros, and non-binary rat bastards

I'm off to get crucified because OH BOY did I probably poke the bear.

[wuxianxkexing]

Mu Qing x Reader- Stop Fucking With My Cat Part 3

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Y/N waited quietly, albeit rather unhappily, as the pretty boy in front of her never once lowered his saber while he waited for the status report on his guards. Y/N knew that they were all ok, she actually had seen a bunch of guards on her way in, she was just good at sneaking past people unnoticed. Y/N was also well aware that this was a private garden, but she didn't consider herself to be stupid so she kept on insisting that she really had no idea that she was trespassing when pressed for more information. "Honestly I don't even know who you are so how could I know that this is your private garden? I'll leave and never come back!" Y/N went to stand up but found the saber moved to lightly press against her throat. "Or I'll stay." She laughed nervously as she got back onto her knees. "It is quite nice here. And I haven't seen Feng Xin in a while. How are you doing?" She gave a friendly wave and Feng Xin had to fight the urge to hide behind Ling Wen. Mu Qing huffed.

"Not yours but already on such a familiar bases, eh?" Feng Xin went to open his mouth but was cut off by Y/N before he could get a sound out.

"It's true, I'm not Ju Yang's. But I could be if he wanted me to be." Y/N said with as innocent a look and tone of voice as possible.

"Hell no." Feng Xin looked like he had died. Y/N died laughing on the inside. It was true, they hadn't seen each other since the trial. Y/N actually went out of her way to avoid him because the whole thing was rather awkward, but if she was going to be forced to remain in his presence she might as well tease him. One of the first things Xie Lian had told her about him was that he was terrified of women and hated being called Ju Yang, so if she was going to be held against her will with a saber against her throat by his friend the least she could do was return the favor by making him feel uncomfortable as well. Y/N fake pouted.

"Why not? I'm a great follower? I give Xie Lian really cool gifts all of the time. One time I even gave him a cool little rock spirit I found."

"Like hell you are. I have more than enough followers and I don't have any need for a rock spirit." Feng Xin still looked like he had died. "Plus you are a Goddess yourself, what are you even doing still worshipping another God, fucking weirdo." Feng Xin grumbled. Y/N shrugged. Mu Qing listened intently as the two argued back and forth but did not participate, for once. He was pretty sure Y/N was just trying to create a distraction so she could escape and he wasn't going to let that happen. After some minutes his servant returned and confirmed that all of his guards were alive and well.

"Tell me how you snuck in." Mu Qing spoke after he dismissed his servant once again.

"I didn't sneak in. Like I said I never saw any guards." Mu Qing knew better than to believe Y/N but it really did seem that she wasn't going to tell the truth no matter what he did.

"Then why did you decide to come here?"

"Because it's really pretty and I thought it was a public park."

"And what were you doing crawling around with my cat in your hand?"

"I was playing with him." Y/N shrugged.

"Most people don't play with cats by army crawling in the bushes." Mu Qing narrowed his eyes. "What were you playing?" Y/N feigned a cough in a feeble attempt to cover up the little laugh that had escaped.

"I was trying to teach him how to hunt." She said as seriously as possible, trying against all odds to maintain a straight face. Mu Qing rolled his eyes so hard that Y/N thought for a fleeting moment that they got stuck like that before they returned to meet her gaze.

"Well don't. He doesn't need your help, and there is nothing here for him to hunt anyways. All animals in the Heaven's are someone's pet so leave them alone if they aren't yours." Mu Qing wished for a moment that he knew Y/N well enough to tell if she was actually this stupid or if she was just pretending to be, but after everything that had happened at Feng Xin's palace it was probably safe to assume that she was just as daft as Quan Yizhan and Shi Qingxuan.

Ling Wen had been quietly watching the events unfold before her and had decided to finally speak up after it was determined no real harm was caused. "Y/N, I know you meant no harm but it is still very much so against the rules to show up inside another Official's private grounds without being invited. I'm afraid I'm going to have to write you a ticket for 100,000 merits to be paid to General Xuan Zhen, unless he would be so kind as to let this issue slide." Ling Wen tried to suggest diplomatically, though it was really only for show. She knew there was no way that General Xuan Zhen would drop this issue.

"I would not be so kind." Mu Qing rolled his eyes and scowled down at the still kneeling Y/N. It was her turn to look like she had died.

"I don't have any merits." She laughed out pathetically.

"That's not my problem." Mu Qing rolled his eyes again. "You will repay me even if it takes 10,000 years."

Ling Wen nodded. "Sorry Y/N but not everyone in the Heaven's is as kind as General Nan Yang. He let your trespassing and destruction of his palace go out of the kindness of his heart but I agree with General Xuan Zhen that you should be punished this time. You know better." Y/N stood up silently. I didn't even break anything this time! She thought to herself, but knew it would be pointless to try to argue. She did know better even though she tried to pretend otherwise. None of the others were buying it. "Come with me to my palace and we will get this ticket taken care of." Ling Wen started to walk away with a downcast Y/N in tow but suddenly stopped and turned on her heel. Y/N almost walked straight into her! "Wait! I almost forgot why I came here." Y/N stepped out of the way as Ling Wen walked closer to General Xuan Zhen. "I need that report today. I can't give you anymore time on it. Why did it take you a month to deal with a few little ghost fires?" Ling Wen arched a brow at Mu Qing. He crossed his arms and looked away from Ling Wen. She would definitely know if he lied if he looked her in the face while doing so. He sent a nervous glance at Feng Xin and then settled his gaze unconsciously on Y/N while he racked his brain trying to come up with anything remotely acceptable. Y/N suddenly spoke up.

"He was helping me with a mission." Mu Qing tried to keep a straight face. Did she misunderstand his thinking face as a plea for help?

"What mission? I haven't given you any lately." Ling Wen turned to Y/N.

"Well it was more like a personal mission. I thought that since I had nothing better to do that I would take care of that cat demon that occasionally causes trouble in the mountains."

"And General Xuan Zhen helped you with this?" Y/N nodded her head in a vague circular motion but Ling Wen didn't seem to notice the lie. "Why didn't either of you report this to my palace?"

"Well I did. While General Xuan Zhen was gone to get supplies I went to one of your temples and prayed and told you."

Ling Wen frowned and put her hand on her forehead. "Why didn't you just tell me in the communication array? That is not the proper way to exchange information." Mu Qing hadn't noticed earlier but Ling Wen looked like shit. Her skin was pale, her dark circles looked like she had been punched in the face and her normally perfect stature was slouched. She must be dead tired to not notice the obvious lies but he wasn't about to say anything.

"What's the difference?" Y/N smiled and tilted her head. The smoke coming out of Ling Wen's ears was almost visible.

"Why did you need General Xuan Zhen's help with such a low level spirit?"

"Well I ran across him on my way there and figured that it would be best to get a more experienced Heavenly Official to supervise just in case anything went wrong? Everything went smoothly though so I guess I didn't need him after all. Hahaha!"

"Well do you have any proof that you have taken care of the cat demon?" Mu Qing rolled his eyes. Leave it to Ling Wen to still ask for proof. A simple answer was never enough for her, thus why he had such trouble coming up with something.

"Well not anymore. You see it's rumored that the collar that the cat demon wore can grant the ability to speak to cats who wear it so I put it on his cat but he isn't wearing it anymore so I guess he lost it somewhere?"

Mu Qing gave her a glare that could turn her into stone. He dug in his robes and pulled out the pink pearl collar he had confiscated from Echo previously. "You mean this collar?"

Y/N looked at the ground and shuffled around nervously. "Yes." She reluctantly spoke. Mu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The cat demon's collar was supposed to made out of human remains. The leather was from the tongues of men that verbally abused cats and the pearls were originally teeth that had changed form from the immense hatred the cat demon bore towards humanity. This bitch really put a demonic collar on his Echo?! Mu Qing wanted to stab her then and there but held himself back. There were too many witnesses and he shouldn't hurt women, even if she was a fellow martial God. Still he couldn't help the scowl that now sat on his face. He shouldn't be surprised. Y/N was a demonic cultivator, of course she'd do some shit like this. He took a deep breath. Perhaps his cultivation path forbids hurting women unless they come after him first but he could still think up of some other way to make her pay.

Ling Wen raised an eyebrow at Y/N and then quickly turned her gaze back General Xuan Zhen, waiting for an outburst that never came. After a long silence between all present parties she walked over and grabbed the collar from General Xuan Zhen. "Thank you. I just have one more request. Could you please finish up your report really quick before I have to head back to my palace. I think it would be more convenient for both of us if I just pick it up while I'm here." Mu Qing nodded and lead Ling Wen inside.

Y/N was left alone in the garden with Feng Xin. Occasionally he would give her an awkward glance and she would do the same. Usually she would take the opportunity to tease him more but after being fined 100,000 merits Y/N wasn't feeling much like a comedian anymore. They continued on like that for what felt like forever until Ling Wen and Mu Qing reappeared. Satisfied that she had finally received the report Ling Wen called for Y/N to follow her as Feng Xin escorted them out of Mu Qing's palace, leaving Mu Qing and Echo alone in his meditation garden once again. Y/N briefly thought it was kind of funny. Why was General Nan Yang pretending to be someone else's servant? But really Feng Xin took it upon himself to escort them out because he knew Mu Qing's patience was wearing very thin.

On their way to her palace Ling Wen decided to make small conversation with Y/N. "So where did you meet General Xuan Zhen?"

"Hm?" Y/N looked up from the ground that she was quietly staring at as she walked behind Ling Wen like a kicked puppy. "At some tea house."

"Was he nice to you during the mission?"

"Yeah he was pretty nice." Y/N shrugged. What was she supposed to say? The whole thing was a lie, it was best to keep things simple even though General Xuan Zhen was anything but nice to her earlier.

"Hmm." Ling Wen smiled lightly. "Usually he doesn't get along with anyone. I'm glad that he was nice to you. " Ling Wen lead Y/N into her palace, past frazzled officials carrying mountains of scrolls and to her desk. She put the report on the left side of her desk and opened a drawer to grab a form. She quickly filled it out and handed one copy to Y/N while keeping the other copy for herself. "So we'll want to get you started paying back General Xuan Zhen as soon as possible. He isn't known for his patience. Come back here tomorrow at 8am sharp and I'll have a mission for you."

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