#I CANT WAIT FOR NEXT WEEKEND HOLY SHIT

[fruitybashir]

belated holidate bonus chapter snippets, oopsie

[mydearesthrry]

i loveddd the musician reader blurb 🥹🥹 would loveee to see more

a/n: I LOVED WRITING IT THANK U FOR THIS ANON. enjoy my babies <3 i have an fc for musician!yn x har and its gonna be gracie abrams :p

warnings: nonesies, fluff!!

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“hey, h?” Y/N called from her spot on the sofa, her laptop on her lap as she scrolled through the files for her next project, entitled five seconds flat.

“yeah, baby?” he shouted back, his footsteps soon following his words as he walked through their house, sitting next to Y/N when he arrived. “whats wrong?”

“um, to be honest, i- i don’t even really know. i just think something’s missing from here,” she sighed, running a hand through her hair. “like, i love it so far, but it’s missing something. i think it’s missing it’s ‘overarching love’ song. which is really stupid because this album has so many love songs.”

“not really.” he replied simply, shrugging and looking at her.

“what do you mean? there’s tons!”

“really? like what? go through the tracklist, baby.”

she rolled her eyes, mumbling a ‘fine!’, before pulling up the tracklist. “see! um, all my ghosts, what a shame? kinda?”

“exactly.” he stated, giggling at his wife.

“you’re so annoying. can you help me? please?”

he scoffs playfully, “as if i didn’t produce nearly the entire thing f’you, but sure.”

“okay, so i’m thinking of a poem that i wrote a long time ago called lame, and i wanna work on that. it was right before i told you i loved you.”

after cracking open y/n’s journal and flipping through the pages, they had finally had a song.

“fucking finally, holy shit!” she shouted, clapping as she collapsed on harry who laid sprawled on the couch.

“y’still gotta record it, m’precious wife,” he giggled. “and find a feature. since we decided that’s what we’re doing, f’some reason.”

“fuck my life,” she groaned, twisting in her spot to attach her cheek to his chest, hair fanning out around her and nearly tickling his nose. “why can’t you do it with me?”

“no.”

“harry,”

“no.”

“harry!”

“no, dude!”

“harry,” his wife stressed, holding the ‘y’. “pretty please? i’ll do that thing you like with my mouth?” she offered, knowing he wouldn’t refuse that.

“oh my god, fine! but this is the first and last collab im doing!” he grumbled exasperatedly.

“thank you, oh my god!” she squealed, running over to him and jumping, legs wrapping around his legs and her arms crossing around his neck.

“whatever. better hold up your end of the bargain.” he rolled his eyes, his hypocritical hands coming down to rest on her waist.

she grinned, jumping down from him and placing her hands on his chest. blinking up at him owlishly, she ran her hands down his torso and murmured, “i plan to, handsome. i’ll even start right now.”

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[jtl-fics]

omg wow. the new chapter wow WOW. WHERE DO I START OMG. jsjdjdjsjs i absolutely want to reread this chapter again after this bc omg the BUILDUP WAS SO INCREDIBLE WOW SO MUCH HAPPENED THIS CHAPTER I HAVE NO WORDS SERIOISLY OMGGGGG

the talk with ichirou and our boy ff is so funny in sm ways holy shiet and i loVED that it was feom ichirous perspective like ff is one incredibly hot mess but only we (and ff and nicky and gs know that of course) but literally everyone else including head of the mafia (or yakuza?) think he is the most competent incredible and coolest person to ever exist like ajdjhdjsjjs

and omg neil <3 we love to see neil eating and being surrounded by the love and family he deserves <3 and im really loving aaron in this fic like ik he was an asshole in the books but u can also sorta understand it and i love how ur portraying him just like idk how to explain it but yas <3 i feel like hes always so overlooked and forgotten so im really glad that he has his moments here (esp love it when hes bickering w the other monsters so it feels so real i luv it)

grandma smith is a gem as always and i find her and kevins relationship so hilarious and cute

the mix of povs was so cool i loved it, the way it flowed & the suspense!!!! so good omg. esp when it finally jumped to ff at the end LMAO GETTING THE REAL INFO!!!!!!!! damn smithy did so well especially him thinking he was talking to the police!!!! like sm could have gone wrong & his thoughts at the end PLS SO FUNNY!! no smithy ur not racist <3 but omg pls hes so cute i love him so so much

i cant wait for the next chapter thank u so much for writing this ahsjdjsjja

Real tears at this comment! This was such a nice thing to wake up to!!!!!!

I keep thinking that when I get around to properly writing this in not draft form (looking at you earlier chapters) I'm going to write some scenes from other character's POV (Grandma's whole 48 hours with the monsters from her POV and FF's POV as he talks to the nice FBI agent Iruma Matsumoto). Writing from Neil's POV inbetween helped me a lot in keeping this chapter from being too heavy. (Also snuck in a bit of the Neil & FF friendship)

Ichirou's POV and like turning the shit that FF WOULD SAY into stuff that Ichirou could misinterpret took me sooo long it's why the chapter came out so much later than I wanted it to (that and I spent most of my weekend building that link tree for the AUs)

Lol I just said this in a conversation I was having on here but YOU READ THAT ONE POST ABOUT NEIL'S GLOW-UP FROM THE BEGINNING OF HIS FRESHMAN YEAR AND YOU NEVER RECOVER. He's still too skinny!

Aaron is one of my favorite characters who does not get used enough IMO. Like he's fucking funny! Yeah he's kind of an asshole Neil's freshman year but like he's a STUDENT ATHLETE in PRE-MED dealing with THE MAFIA. Also I really love writing the Monsters as just like...normal guys. Like it's not all overwrought conversations sometimes it's "No Kevin, putting vanilla protein powder in chicken stock is not 'Like Chicken and Waffles' it's a CRIME."

I do feel bad about how GS is just constantly like dogging him but in a voice that makes him preen but like to be fair.... vanilla protein powder into her sweet grandson's soup.

FF is always worried about the most important things when faced with a situation. Like 'At least it's a beautiful day I can cloud watch as Captain Neil and Andrew murder me.' , 'I hope there's a bathroom in this torture chamber' , 'Oh gross he didn't wash his hands before he left the bathroom to go murder Captain Neil', and 'Oh no I WAS racist and RUDE. Why the fuck didn't I ask for his name BEFORE I had that conversation. GS raised you better!'

[fridaysjournal]

★ friday's journal entry - oct.14th

POV you are me re-reading the Hunger Games series and you are rambling,saying everything yet nothing at all:

So I re-read the first book of the Hunger Games series,took about two days,lots of distractions but I powered through. (I went to a family member's home for the weekend to relax and hang out but everyone wanted an update on my life and actually hang out, I know bad time to start a book you are anxious to read it in its entiret.Younger family members wanting me to play/watch movies but the true loud for no reason distraction of all was the kiddos wanting me to watch *jumpscare* YouTube Family Vloggers *blegh* Luckily I eventually convinced them to start Gravity Falls *mwahaha* good thing they are currently into "spooky cartoons" but after they fell asleep I read as much of the book as I could before I realized it was 2 am)

I read it for the first time years ago I believe around the time the first movie was going to be released, I read it quickly and did not appreciate it...I did the same for Catching Fire but I don't think I made it passed the middle of the book.I truly think my attention span was worse then before tik tok I know crazy but I mean I was a kid.

Anyways I just want to write about this in my digital journal since its still fresh in my mind...and my friends and few close family members don't really care about my current obsession lol. I tried to share with them but that's literally what tumbly is for yes "tumbly" like "tum-ba-lee" my nickname for tumblr but cutesy and coquette I guess- She is very gorgeous to me! Sometimes you gotta scream into the void about the things you obsess about. Okay I realize there is probably going to be some brain rot lingo up in here though.Bare with me y'all.So about the actual book:

*I was gonna put a spoiler warning but y'all should be like me and read the book already I got around to it you should too, it's not that long and you def should have read it by now come on people*

Amazing,show stopping...gimme 14 of them.I want to scream at Katniss GIRL PEOPLE CARE ABOUT YOU but bbg is busy carrying everyone and everything on her shoulders.I like that I got a bit more insight on her life about her dad and why her mom got to be the way she is.Why Katniss doesn't sing anymore,why she thinks the way she does.But man I need everyone to communicate damn it but I get it they cant tell her everything since shes bad at lying blah blah etc but come on if some random group people decided holy shit we gonna use her to be a symbol so we can start the rebellion I would want to know somethings about the plans?! Everyone is so secretive for her safety but still they are leaving her in the dark.She's a girl trying to live her life but because shes in that world she really has to be careful because of powers outside of her control.She sees that and she is angry over all the deaths because of the games..Rue's death hurts every time, book and movie.Overall I really enjoyed reading this book again as if it was the first time reading it. I'll update and write more about my journey through the series and once I read Catching Fire.I'll probably complain and bang my head on my desk about how they don't tell Katniss anything and she just has to put two and two together in the next entry from what I remember in the second book.Also I have to wait like 3 weeks until I can check out from the library.In the meantime I'm considering buying the illustrated version that was just released it looks really nice.Thanks for reading!

-Friday

[bubblepopsims]

JuJu has been hard at work for the past couple of weeks. Getting everything packed up for the big new adventure in her life..She remembered the first time she stepped into this apartment after leaving her family behind, to all the partying, late-night benders, and solo dance parties. This apartment has been her home for 2-3 years, and saying goodbye to it was a bittersweet experience. THe next big thing was getting all of this stuff into storage and moving literally one door over into Izzi's until the wedding. Gives them a little taste of how it going to be living together. Including during this time. JuJu's family will be visiting and well lets just say JuJu has not told them the news AT ALL!

J: "its been fu- I: "My Future Sexy Bombshell of a wife! I'm back from selling all the drugs in the world!! also, Josiah says hi and cant wait until the wedding."

I: "holy shit.. Ju.. I been gone for the whole weekend.. it looks.. very different in here.." J: "Ahaha.." *nods slowly* "Yeah well.. you told me to start packing. It is crazy to think that I will be leaving out of this place, married. Plus into a new apartment that I have NO idea what it looks like..am I really not even allowed to see pictures?"

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[sweet-villain]

Cafe Love~ Joseph Quinn

Requested by @kellysimagines

Warning : Smut Ahead!!

Request: Hii!

So i was wondering if you could write a joe quinn x reader where the reader is a worker at a cafe in London and joe comes there and she knows who he is but doesnt treat him like someone famous and they get along really good and they go on dates and start dating and when the fans get news of it they say she doesnt deserve him and he deserves someone famous. She cant treat him right and stuff and when he comes to her place she tells him everythinf and they fight about kt and he comes to her work and tries to explain and she ignores him and her co worker tells her he really loves her and stuff and latershe goes to his house and they talk it out and make love? :)

You turn on the lights on at the cafe you have been working at for a few years now in London, you were studying in college still and working. Jen, your co worker and friend, her father owned the small cafe, it was one of the best in London walked right after you as you put your stuff in the back.

" Good Morning" she greeted you with a smile, placing her things next to yours, giving you a little squeeze on your shoulder.

You met Jennifer when you were biking around, and she had invited you out for drinks later that night. The two of you have been best friends ever since.

" Good Morning Jen" you threw her a smile as you were getting ready for a busy day. Usually the weekends were the busiest, many people and tourist that came to the cafe, loved your treats and coffee.

You didn't know one busy Saturday a man would walk through those doors changing your life.

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You had been pulling out fresh bakes cookies, from chocolate chip to almond to a few others. They smelled so devine making your mouth water, you set one aside for yourself on your lunch break before washing your hands in the nearby sink and drying them with a towel. Jen was helping out the customer when you noticed him, he walked through the doors of the cafe, stopping as his eyes closed as he sniffed the air. His lips pulled in a shy small smile as he looked around, analyzing the cafe. His curls were messy, one piece just stuck on his forehead making him look extra adorable.

His chocolate brown eyes landed on you, he sent you that shy smile that he holds on his lips as he stands in line waiting to order. There are two people ahead on them, one mom with a little boy.

" Hi, How can I help you today?" the boys eyes widen at the selection of treats on the window. He points to the one who he wants and looks back at his mom, she nods and looks up at you.

" One muffin, a chocolate chip cookie and a small coffee, black with one sugar"

You glanced down at the little boy, handing him the cookie that he wanted but not before giving him a lollipop that stood by the counter. A full jar of them. You selected one and walked around the counter kneeling before him, " this is for you, little one"

He looks up at his mom, with his big eyes and smiles.

" Can I? Mama, can I?" she laughs at him, running her fingers through his hair as she nods. " Go ahead" he turns to you and has his hands out, doing grabby hands with his small hands at the treat.

You watch him take it as he stares in awe at the sugar treat from you.

" Thank you" you stand back up, winking at the little boy. Jennifer had given the Mom the order she wanted, awning at the boy that you just gave the treat to.

Joseph who has been standing in line has been watching the interaction, a big smile on his face and his heart beaming at your actions. His eyes watch you as you walk back behind the counter. He wondered what your name was and if you knew who he was.

As he got closer in line, his eyes were glued to you as you served the customers with such kindness in your heart. He was already smitten by you.

As Jen says, " Next!" Joseph walks up to the counter and Jen's eyes go wide knowing who he was. " Holy shit!" she says, you on the other hand look at her with your eyebrows frowned together in question on what was going on.

" Jen?" you call out to her. Your voice angelic, making Joseph's stomach turn with happiness. He likes the sound of your voice.

" Y/N, do you know who this is?" you shook your head turning your head to look at the handsome man in front of you. His chocolate brown eyes is what captivates you. They were so beautiful.

" I don't, I'm sorry" for the first time Joseph stares at you in awe that you had no idea who he was. This makes him wants to know you.

" This is Joseph Quinn, he plays Eddie Munson on Stranger Things"

" The who?" you tilt your head in question. Joseph laughs, " It's okay, love. I'm not offended or anything"

Jen is fan girling like no tomorrow as she has a hold on your arm, digging her nails into your arm.

" Jen, ow. Easy there, tiger" Jen looks down, gasping and say sorry. She nervously takes Joseph's order but his eyes are on you and your eyes is on him.

There was nothing that needed to be said, both his eyes and yours were telling a story there. You two were already into each other. You wanted to reach out and play with his curls, how they would feel under your finger tips. You wanted to feel the way his facial hair would prickle underneath your finger tip, you wanted to keep looking into those brown eyes, you wanted to feel his warmth next to you.

" Here you are, on the house" Joseph broke his gaze from you to Jen.

" Would you like an autograph or photo?" he asks, and she beams with happiness running to the back to get her photo.

" You know, you're really beautiful like a piece of art" Joseph flirts, winking at you. A blush reaches your cheeks, and a giggle escapes your mouth.

" Thank you, you're not bad yourself brown eyes" he blushes and glances down at his coffee in his hands before Jen comes running back with her phone.

As she takes her pictures, she babbles to him how amazing he is and how much she adored him but his eyes were on you and they never left. You decided for the first time to make a bold move jotting your number on a piece of napkin and moving it his way, he glances down to see your hand writing and smirks.

He takes the napkin into his pocket, " I'll call you" he winks as he bids you both goodbye and thanks you for the coffee and treats, as he leaves, he stands outside the glass window looking over his shoulder at you as he still smirking, but he bites his bottom lip before he crossed the street.

You giggle making your way to the back with Jen after you gushing how pretty Joseph he was.

Indeed he was and he called you later that night, missing you already when you two just met.

-

Joseph had been coming into the cafe more and more just to see you, of course you would treat him to fresh bake treats and sit with him during your lunch.

Those months you got to know him, he was the reason you looked forward to beside Jen who has been gushing how you and Joseph were the next cutest couple.

" When do you get off work?" he asks, finishing the cookies you had made just for him. " In an hour, why?"

He leans back into his chair, running a hand through his curls as he chews the last bit of cookie he had in his mouth, before answering you.

" I was wondering if you would like to grab dinner?" you bite down on your bottom lip looking at him as he sat there, biting his own lip looking nervous with his eyes scanning your face.

" is this a date?" a blush creeps on his cheeks and ears as he nods, shrugging.

" If you want to"

" yes, I do"

Joseph waits till you and Jen close the cafe for the day, watching as you interact with customers. His eyes lightening up every time a small kid gets an extra treat from you. He loved how big your heart was and couldn't wait to make you his.

" All done" you cleaned the last bit of the counter as you washed your hands before grabbing your things. Joseph stands up from the chair, the scraping noise makes your head turn to see he was waiting for you by the door.

" I'm leaving, Jen!" Jen calls out from the back wishing you a goodnight and says bye to Joseph.

"I'm ready" Joseph opens the door, " such a gentlemen" he gives you the shy smile that he always does as you step outside in the cool air.

That night you and Joseph had dinner and talked more getting to know him more on what makes Joseph Quinn the happiest. His last answer brought you a pause in your step.

" One more thing that would bring me happiness is making you mine"

Your eyes locked with his to see if he was joking or not, he wasn't. He grabs a hold of your hips and leans in brushing his lips against yours. He hesitate giving you time to pull back, and when you don't, he leans in pressing his lips against yours. His lips are a bit chopped but that's okay as you kiss him back, wrapping your arms around his.

From that moment you were his.

-

You have been dating Joseph for a couple of months now and even though he doesn't go on social media, you do. You have an instagram where you would post your dates with Joseph, he was fine with it and loved that you loved to show him off.

You sat in your apartment, not working today instead Jen had hired a few more people giving you more time off since you work more hours than she does. As her best friend too, she wants you and Joseph to have more time together.

Something was playing on the tv as you scrolled through the comments on your latest post on Instagram. You had posted a photo with Joseph, he had his arm around you looking down at you while you looked up at him with a smile on your face.

But the comments from his fans brought tears and hurt.

She's too ugly for him and he’s into her?

Why is he dating someone like her? He must pity her

Isn't she the one working at that cafe? I swear, what does he see in her. She doesn’t even earn as much as he does

Why is she smiling like that? Her lips looked to be all chapped and ugly

Why is he dating her? He could have anyone famous. Just look at her, she is nothing compared to the models and actresses

A sob escapes you as you threw the phone down next to you and brought your knees up to your chest. They were right, he deserved someone that he can show off, someone who was famous and did something else than worked in a cafe like you. You continued to sob not hearing the jingle of keys putting into your door.

You had given Joseph as key to your place, it's been a couple of months since you started to date him and you two were closer than ever.

Joseph closed the door, his eyebrows frowned together as he stopped listening hearing crying. You were crying and it broke his heart he hurried took off his shoes before making his way into the living room. The tv was quite but he could hear the sound of crying coming from you.

He frowned seeing you curled up on the couch crying into your knees.

" Sweetheart, what's the matter?" he asks placing his hand on your knee. But you don't bring your head up to look up at him or give him any sort of attention.

" Sweetheart?" he calls out to you, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you to his side. You don't answer him, and he sighs.

" I can't help you if you don't tell me who hurt you or said something to cause to be like this"

When you rose your head to meet his gaze, his face dropped and his shoulders too at the sight of you. Your glossy eyes were flowing with tears, dried up tears on your cheeks too and your lip was quivering.

" Oh sweetheart" he turns that he's better facing you and turns you to face him as he cups your face, brushing away the tears with his thumbs and kissing the wet spots on your cheeks hoping it would make you feel better.

You reached behind him for your phone still sobbing but gasping as you tried to calm down, he looks at the photo you shared on your social media, a smile lighting up on his face but when he saw the comments, that smile dropped.

He scrolled through the comments and his heart broke reading them. He turned off your phone and tossed it to the side, he grabbed you and pulled you into him, rocking you.

" Shh, shh. it's okay, don't mind what they say" you pulled away from him, looking at him.

" So your not going to say anything to them or comment?" He shakes his head.

" I don't need to sweetheart, it's social media. It's toxic, you know this. My fans might not like you, but I am completely in love with you"

" But the things they said, is true. You deserve someone much prettier than I am, someone who is famous and who is an actress, who does the things you do, I'm just a girl at the cafe you met"

" You're not some girl that I met in the cafe, okay you are-"

" Excuse me, is that suppose to make me feel better, Joseph?" He closed his eyes at your comment, trying to make the situation better when he feels you two are about to argue.

" You didn't let me finish, you're more than what you think. Those comments don't mean shit, and you know it"

" But they do!" you stand up throwing your hands up, " They do, they mean something to mean. Your fans are cruel, and you sit here wanting to brush them off? No, I'm not going to do that. It hurts me and its hurts me that you aren't doing anything to stop it"

With those words you walk into your bedroom slamming the door letting Joseph know you were upset with him, more like mad.

-

You hadn't talked to Joseph in over a week, refusing to see him and talk to him when he came to work. Jen would always greet him and tell him you were sick or you were busy in the back making new treats.

It really hurt you the way his fans wrote those comments and he refuses to do something about it. He hadn't even came up to your door when you walked into your bedroom, slamming it. He left after that thinking you needed to cool off.

He missed you terribly and you missed him too.

" have a wonderful day" you just served a customer when Joseph walked in, and he rushed to the counter grabbing your hand before you had a chance to call for Jen.

" You aren't hiding from me this time" you snatched your hand away from his grasp, scoffing at him.

" Please talk to me, sweetheart. I miss you" he pleads walking the other side of the counter where you walked off to put a plate of new cake you had made.

You were selling pieces of cake now.

" Please sweetheart, I should of said something. I should of not let you walk into your bedroom like that, please. I need you" he lets out a whimper as his eyes shine, glossy and he pouts.

But you ignore him as much as you heart is screaming for him to love you.

Jen watches as Joseph tries to talk to you at his best attempts but nothing is working.

Joseph shoulder's slump as he walks away running a hand through his curls feeling his heart break.

" He really does love you. I can see it from his eyes, and the way he treat you. You need him as much as he needs you, Y/N"

You paused what you were doing and look at Jen. Maybe she was right, you needed him and you weren't about to lose such a sweetheart of a man like Joseph Quinn.

-

" Just a minute" you hear from the other side of the apartment. You had took off work early to go see Joseph and talk things through. You didn't want to lose the best thing that has happened to you.

The door flew open and Joseph stands there in a black shirt, a few chains around his neck, baggy pants and socks on his feet with his hair in messy curls and he looks like he was crying.

" What are you doing here?" this time there was no sweetheart added to it and it hurts.

" Can I come in?" you ask, you see him nod as he steps aside. As you walk past him you can smell the cigarette he had just smoked off of him. You missed him terribly.

He closes the door and turns to you, showing you to the living room on the couch.

" I'm sorry" you mumble to him. His fingers tap on the side of the couch as he hears you but tilts his head in confusion.

" What?" he asks just to make sure he heard you correctly. " I'm sorry for lashing out, for hurting you and acting like how I acted"

Your gaze had been on the ground before you see two socked feet in front of you and a finger on your chin raising your head up to look at him.

" Love, I didn't like how you acted because of the unnecessary comments from my fans. They aren't what I want, those comments. You are beyond beautiful, I love you the way you are. You make me the happiest I have ever been in my life, you make me feel like I matter more than anyone besides my mom. Sweetheart, I don't need anyone famous. I ned you. You" he cups your face with his hands as his thumb skim over your cheeks.

" I love you Joseph"

" I love you too, how about I show you how much I love you?"

When he looks at you with those brown chocolate eyes, you never imagined seeing them shine brighter as you look at you. Capturing in a trance.

It’s magical, the way you make him feel.

-

His hands roam your body, memorizing you with his eyes. His fingers dance up and down you sides, arms wrapping around your waist. He presses his face into your chest, licking and sucking at your tits but gentle nibbles making you moan.

Open- hot mouth kisses are pressed to your neck and collar bones leaving behind a trail of kisses. He moves his way downwards, planting more kisses on your tits and bites, tongue flicking at your nipples.

His hand grip your hips as kisses go lower. Pulling your legs apart and locking eyes with you before he kisses just above your pussy. He pushes your panties to the side and slides a finger through your slick.

He puts a finger into his mouth, sucking your juice of his fingers making you watch as he does. He likes taking his time with you and making you watch what he does.

You can't help moan at his actions.

He smirks leaning forwards, giving kitten licks and slowly circling his tongue on your clit. He makes eye contact with you one more time before he licks up big stipe up your slit causing you to gasp and arch your back.

Joseph giggles at your reaction and continues what he was doing. His hands grip on your thigh, squeezing them as he continues to lick. He pulls your legs down closer burying his face deep inside of you. You moan as his tongue devours you.

His tongue was magical, slurping all your juice and making a mess. He moves his tongue back on your clit and pushes one finger inside, then another.

You gasp at the stretch, arching feeling his fingers. He curls them, making your hips thrust up. He watches your face with pleasure and hears your moans as he scissors his fingers to stretch you out.

You mewl at the pleasure and he continues to pleasure you with his fingers, flexing them inside making you feel good.

Pouting at the lost of contact of his fingers as he pulls them out but he hushes you, leaning down, kissing you softly. You moan tasting yourself on his lips. He pulls your panties down your legs and glances down just admiring your body.

The window near the bed lets out some wind as it kisses both your bare bodies making you shiver in delight. Joseph looks down at you with some much love.

He pulls down his boxers, grabbing his cock giving it a few pumps as he lines himself up with you. He looks down at you with a loving gaze, and took his time pushing himself in you wanting this moment, to show you that he loves you, to be perfect just like you are to him.

It takes some self control for him as he wants to just rile you and call you his pretty little pet. His eyes is locked with yours as his cock stretches you out, if he break it, he might cum faster than he thinks he is.

Slowly, inch by inch, he spreads you out with his cock, watching as you twitch and moan under him. You were his and he was going to keep you forever.

He rocked his hips into yours until a groan escaped his chest. You moved around, grinding against him feeling how good he felt inside of you.

Joseph loved to see the look of bliss across your face whenever you two would entangled like this. He knew the spot you craved the most as he changed his angle making you arch your back. He targeted that spot, hitting it deeply.

Your breath hitched as you watched him, a small smirk playing on his lips as his eyes dropped seeing the way your thighs twitched and your pussy clenched around him.

He sped up the pace.

His thumb traced your bottom lip prying it open as he pushed his thumb against your tongue and down your throat, a bit. You sucked at his tongue, twirling your tongue and when Joseph was satisfied with the spit, he took his finger from your mouth and put it on your swollen clit. He pressed hard and drew circles feeling you getting close.

He leaned down against your ear, whispering, " Cum for me, sweetheart"

His words pushed you over the edge and letting the warmth spread through your body. You screamed his name and your eyes rolled back.

Joseph kept going, seeing the pleasure he was giving you. Your hand went into his curls, tugging as he lets you ride out your orgasm, slowing down.

He hears your breath hitches and picks up the pace again. He leans down a bit, as your tongue nips and licks at his neck, giving kisses too telling him you love him so much.

At those words, he spills his warm cum inside of you. He pants and slumps against you.

When he pulls out his softening cock, you whimper at the loss of contact, watching him get up and he returns from the bathroom with a wet washcloth, cleaning you up and giving you a kiss on your lips.

" I love you so much, sweetheart" he pulls the covers over the both of you, cuddling up to you as he kisses the side of your forehead.

" I love you too"

[ppersonna]

keep me warm - jhs | m

cause you keep me and nice and you keep me warm. wanna feel you on me, can't wait to get back there again - texas sun,  khruangbin

✹ summary- camping is always a great time when you’re with your friends, but even better with your boyfriend, hoseok.

✹ rating- explicit/18+/nsfw

✹ pairing- jung hoseok x reader

✹ word count- 3.9k - she’s a short lil quick dip ;)

✹ genre- smut. lol thats it. cant say there is much plot here besties!!! but there is big brother namjoon, brothers best friend hoseok, established relationship!!!

✹ warnings- explicit smut, cockwarming, dirty talk, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (be smart pls!), sex in a tent, a little exhibitionism???, fingering, finger sucking, creampie, lil bit of cum play but not really, hoseok is a dirty dirty boy and i love that about him tbh

✹ a/n- helloooo. i’ve been sitting on this and finally finished it!! thank you to @kimtaehyunq​ for the sexy banner and beta reading and general support. i was inspired to write this fic when i went camping but pls be warned that sex in a tent is not as sexy as this fic makes it seem 🤕 ILY BESTIES!!! lemme know your thots!!!

The annual Kim Family camp out is an event you haven’t missed since your seventh birthday when you had chicken pox. It’s an outing that has gained notoriety among your friends, a monumental yearly occasion that takes months of prep in advance. What started as a simple camp out with your parents and your older brother Namjoon has become an event with extended friends and family members and significant others involved. Your parents handed down the event to you and your brother, claiming their older age keeps them from being able to keep up with “the youth” for an entire weekend, instead preferring to join for a big cookout dinner, then head back to the comfort of their tempurpedic mattress and functional plumbing back at home.

Not that you minded.

This year was different. Your cousins, Taehyung and Seokjin, would join with Tae’s girlfriend Maggie. Your childhood best friend Jimin would attend as well, bringing along his lover of the month, a tall and leggy brunette. Namjoon invited his best friend Yoongi, who brought along your mutual friend Jungkook. 

And most importantly, 

Jung Hoseok would be there. Your boyfriend.

Hoseok is no stranger to the Kim Family camp out. He’s been attending since he was sixteen after meeting Namjoon in high school jazz band and instantly becoming friends. You can vividly remember the older high school boy making sure you never felt left out in a group of gangly teenagers—bringing you along on hikes, and fishing, and general mischief.

It’s where you first fell for him.

Every year after that, you pined for Hoseok from afar at every outing. You’d lie awake at night in your shared tent with Jimin, desperately wishing the body next to you was Hoseok, wrapping his arms around you to keep you warm in the forest's chill.

Your relationship with Hoseok flourished after high school, when he was unknowingly in your chemistry class in college. Hours were spent pouring over textbooks together, cramming for exams and practice labs with a familiar friend.

Then came the coffee dates, the movie nights, the dinners. Hoseok went from an occasional study buddy to someone you talked to hourly.

The day he kissed you is a day you’ll never forget. 

Soft lips pressing onto yours over a bubbling beaker of magnesium, his hands cupping your cheeks as he drew you in so close, as if he couldn’t get enough of you.

“Be mine,” he whispered. “Please, be mine.”

And you’ve been his ever since.

“Aish! Don’t burn my marshmallow, ___!” Namjoon scolds you, jerking your long stick away from the fire as he sits next to you. “I hate burned marshmallows.”

Annoyance bubbles up in your throat as you roll your eyes at your brother.

“I wouldn’t have to do this for you if you knew how to roast a marshmallow without starting a wildfire.”

Namjoon, ever the strong-headed big brother, glares at you. “That was an accident and you know it.”

Hoseok chuckles beside you, resting a hand on your leg as you murmur expletives about Namjoon and a certain stick under your breath.

“I’ll eat your burned one, babe,” he says with a smile. “I love your burned mallows.”

Hoseok’s charm is a balm to all your wounds. He easily melts the ice around your heart and soothes your frayed nerves with a simple look.

“Thanks, Hobi,” you reply. 

“Please, no talk of my sister’s mallows,” Namjoon winces. “It’s bad enough you’re dating in front of me. In front of my salad.”

Namjoon doesn’t mean it. He knows how deeply you love him, and he trusts Hoseok not to hurt his one and only sibling. But it doesn’t mean he’s not above rubbing it in your face that he was Hoseok’s friend first.

Jungkook laughs from where he’s sitting, roasting a hotdog over the crackling flame on Jimin’s lap (“There weren’t any seats left!”). 

“At least he’s not tossing her salad in front of you.”

Yoongi slaps the younger man’s hotdog out of his hand and into the fire, making Jungkook whine and pout petulantly.

“Don’t be gross,” Yoongi scolds and Namjoon nods at his friend in solidarity.

Hoseok smirks and licks his fingers clean of the sticky marshmallow. “Besides, we didn’t bring nearly enough lube for any anal play tonight.”

“Hoseok!” Namjoon screeches and you bashfully bury yourself into your sweater. The rest of the group explodes in laughter while your brother holds his head in his hands, lamenting the day you two met.

Hoseok pulls you into his lap, grinning as he kisses at your ear while maintaining firm eye contact with your brother, eager to make him as uncomfortable as possible.

While you’re relaxing into the warmth of your boyfriend’s body and enjoying the laughter of all your closest friends, Hoseok nips at your ear and whispers gently.

“I love you.”

“I’m so cold.” A shiver wracks through you as you burrow down deeper into your sleeping bag. The night air becomes increasingly frosty and you can easily see your breath in the dim light from the moon. “It wasn’t supposed to be this cold.”

Hoseok scoots his bag closer to yours, rubbing over the meshy material in an attempt to warm you.

“I thought about bringing another blanket before we left…,” he sighs. “But Namjoon told me I was being ‘a boy scout’.”

You bark out a frigid laugh, teeth chattering as you try to snuggle into the warmth of Hoseok’s hand.

Pleadingly, you ask. “Can we share? Maybe if we zip the sleeping bags together we can make one big extra-large sleeping bag?”

Hoseok nods. “Good idea.”

He quickly gets to work as soon as you unzip your sleeping bag and move off of it, allowing him to take it and zip the two bags together. He spreads it back out over the soft padded bed once it’s completed and he slips into his end before beckoning you over.

“Come to me, my little popsicle.”

The fabric swishes and slides as you move into the combined bag, wrapping your cold limbs around the warmth of your boyfriend’s body.

“Holy shit, you really are cold,” he exclaims with a grunt when your ice-cold hands seek the toasty expanse of his toned belly. “Fuck.”

“Sorry.” Your apology is anything but apologetic as the high temperature of Hoseok’s body quickly oozes into you. “You feel so good.”

A moan slips out of your lips, pleased at the warmth that your boyfriend radiates as you seek every spot on his body that radiates heat. 

“Hold on,” he whispers. 

Quickly, he rids himself of his shirt and tugs at the hem of your own.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” You gasp as the icy air billows under your shirt. “Why would I get naked right now?”

He huffs. “Trust me?”

He kisses the pout on your lips, then pulls away with your shirt in his hands.

“Skin-to-skin contact is the easiest way to warm someone up. Body heat, you know. Textbook boy scout stuff.”

He twists your body around to spoon into him, back pressed against his ultra-warm chest, making you gasp once you feel the radiating heat spreading across you.

“Oh…” you sigh as you sink into his embrace. “You were right.”

Hoseok smirks as he wraps his arms around you and buries his face in the nape of your neck—lips pressing gentle, warm kisses to the column below your ear.

“Told you so.”

Your body instinctively presses further into his body, desperate for the warmth that the human-heater seems to emit. His breath hitches as he feels your ass press hard against his lap, cock stirring at the proximity.

Hoseok’s hands run up and down your arms, warming each inch of your skin with his palms. He spreads heat wherever he touches, and your eyes flutter closed as he works his gentle, warming massage into your frozen skin. He is the epitome of sunshine, both in body and demeanor, always able to brighten the coldest chills with one look, one touch. 

When he’s satisfied that you’re thoroughly warmed where he’s worked, his hands move from your arms and shoulders around to your belly and up to your chest. You feel like mush under his grazing touch, gasping and biting your lip as he tugs gently at your perky nipple. It’s a live wire to his cock. 

“Fuck,” he groans as he feels himself harden. He kisses at your shoulder as he continues to palm at your chest, taking the fullness of your breasts into his whole hand and massaging it gently.

“Hobi…” you warn, feeling the desire between your thighs build. “Don’t start what you can’t finish.”

He chuckles against your skin, breathing hot air over your neck and shoulder, tightening his grip on your nipple for a quick pinch that makes you squeak.

“Who says we can’t finish?”

His voice is low—that deep, sensual tone that sets your tummy aflame with desire. His dick is pressed against your ass, twitching with need as it thickens in his pants.

His hand moves from your chest, rubbing soft, sweet circles on your stomach as he warms the cool flesh around your belly button, before traveling down to where your sleeping pants sit low on your hips.

“We c-can’t,” you meekly attempt to fight back, remain strong, but the warmth of his body and the need growing within you is quickly winning your internal battle of morality. “My cousin is next to us.”

Hoseok smirks as he slips underneath your pants, hand diving in between your thighs to rub at your soft mound. He’s close, so close to slipping inside of you, and you squeeze your eyes tight at the overwhelming urgency you’re feeling for his fingers inside you.

“You think Tae and Maggie are fast asleep right now?” He asks. 

As if on cue, you hear soft giggles coming from the next tent over, giggles that sound suspiciously like Taehyung’s girlfriend.

“Tae is really not that funny,” Hoseok says as he nibbles at your ear. “Let me warm you, baby.”

He seeks your consent, desperate to make you feel good but not willing to further his actions. 

“Mmm, maybe just a little more.”

His fingers seek purchase further, finally diving into your folds. He gasps into your ear as he feels how wet you’ve become from his ministrations, stroking gently up and down your slick slit and circling over your clit.

“Fuck, look at you,” he nearly whines into your ear. “So wet for me.”

“Please, Hobi,” you whimper. You’re not sure what you’re begging for, what you need, but all you want is for him to not stop, never stop. 

“You want me to keep going, don’t you?” He asks, teasingly circling the pad of his finger on your swollen clit. 

Unable to use your words, you nod. The light pressure on your clit has your thighs trembling and Hoseok thrills at the palpable desperation you’re feeling.

“Are you going to be quiet for me?” He asks, slowly moving his finger down before breaching into your channel. “Can’t be waking up the entire camp.”

Using your hand, you clamp over your mouth as your boyfriend's finger fucks into your hole, slowly and achingly gentle but with purpose. A shiver runs down his spine as he watches you try to hold yourself back. You’re not normally quiet—he makes it his mission to get you to whine and cry and yell his name as loud as he can when you’re at home. But the thrill of keeping you quiet while he sinks himself into you makes his body hum with want.

“Good girl,” he cooes as he introduces another finger inside you, scissoring you open with his lengthy digits. “Better stay quiet for me or I won’t let you cum.”

He quickly removes his fingers from your channel, making you whine behind your hand, which he silences with a soft tut.

“No complaining. Be good.”

He continues his journey to disrobe you, sliding off your pants and panties. He throws them to the other side of the tent where your luggage lies, no care about you wearing them the rest of the night. He follows suit with his own pants, swiftly pulling the material off his legs and allowing his throbbing cock to spring free. You desperately want to touch it, feel it in your hands and in your mouth, but he keeps you facing away from him, cock fully out of your reach.

“Such a perfect little ass,” he murmurs to himself as he admires your backside before sliding back into the big spoon position. The feeling of his hot, hard length against your bare ass makes you mewl with desire, teasingly rubbing against it.

“Fuck, Hobi,” you gasp as he slips his hands back to the apex of your thighs, scissoring into you again and warming his icy fingers in the heat of your cunt. 

“Shhh,” he reminds. “Let me give your mouth something to do, yeah?”

He pulls his dripping fingers from within your walls and brings them to your mouth. You eagerly open wide, obedient and desperate for something to take your mind off the growing neediness your body is throbbing with.

Watching you suck your own wet slick off his fingers makes Hoseok’s cock ache with need. The tip is weeping with pre-cum, as if crying out to bury itself within your walls and never retreat. It twitches as your tongue swirls over his digits, teasing him and reminding him how well you can suck his cock.

“Shit, baby,” he gasps. “I’m going to bust right now if you’re not careful.”

He pulls his fingers from your mouth and uses the spit-slick hand to lift your leg enough for him to line his cock up at your hole.

“You want to warm my cock for me, baby?” He nips at your shoulder as he rubs the bulbous head along your slit. “God, I want to be in this pretty little cunt all night. Can you keep me warm tonight?”

“P-please, baby,” you gasp as the tip prods at your entrance, threatening to breach. He preemptively moves his free hand back to your mouth, covering it gently to help keep your noisy mouth muffled. 

“Such a polite girl.” Hoseok’s lips skim over your neck and ear, nibbling at your lobe as he finally, blessedly, spears himself into you. 

“Fuuuck,” he whines as he drops his forehead against your soft hair, shuddering as he buries himself to the hilt. “You’re so fucking tight.”

Nothing compares to the feeling of Hoseok sinking himself into you. It’s like the first time, every time. He clings to you desperately, as if he wants to bury his entire self in between your thighs and never retreat. Being connected to your boyfriend like this, not knowing where he ends and you begin, is the most dazzling aspect of sex. Your heart beats in overtime, breath short and heavy, as he holds you like you’re his only worthy possession in life.

He doesn’t move, doesn’t withdraw his cock and plunge back into you like his body is begging him to. He wants nothing more than to roll you onto your stomach and fuck you until you’re screaming his name for the entire national forest to hear, but he doesn’t. 

“Mmm, Hobi, please,” you whine against his palm, kitten licking the flesh there to encourage him to move. It almost works, almost spurs him into action, but he remains flush against you and unmoving.

“Just trying to keep you warm, baby,” he teases. “Skin-to-skin contact.”

He can feel your body tense and shake around him, core tightening as you’re desperate to feel the friction you desire. It makes Hoseok nearly growl into your ear, clutching you tighter in his grasp.

“Now you want to fuck me?” He teases into your ear. “I thought you were tired?”

A pathetic whimper is the only response you can muster. You’re desperate for more, aching for his thick cock to thrust in and out of you. His hand slips down your body, caressing each inch of your skin before landing on your clit, circling the nub teasingly.

“I bet you could cum like this,” he breathes as he slowly swirls his finger. “With my cock stuffed inside you.”

He’s right—your body is already reacting to the stimulation and you can feel your body clenching around his unmoving length deep inside you. It’s prodding you in just the right spot that makes you keen, core desperate for some movement. His added touch makes you whine into his palm still covering your mouth.

“That’s right, baby,” he praises as he bites at your earlobe. “Such a needy little pussy, so desperate for me you could cum just from feeling me inside you.”

The pressure rises, stomach tightening as you feel your body near the edge of bliss. You can feel your thighs trembling as Hoseok whispers and nibbles at your ear, fingers working your clit with just the right rhythm to make you see stars.

His finger swirls with delicate speed, playing you like the nimble musician he is.

“Look at you, I’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already about to cum for me.”

Holding back your desperate moans, your eyes nearly roll back in their sockets as you feel your body build closer and closer to the blissful end that it craves. Having him buried deep inside you with none of the delicious friction is driving you crazy, and the speed of his fingers on your clit makes you keen for anything he can give you. You’re so close, so *fucking close* to your climax that your vision blurs.

Suddenly, the telltale sound of another tent zipper opening rips through the relative silence of the campground and Hoseok stills his finger on you.

“Shhh,” he warns, lifting his head to listen carefully. 

The sound comes from your left, Jungkook’s tent, and you squeeze your eyes tight and whimper into Hoseok’s palm at the ache in your belly. Jungkook stumbles around the campground before he makes his way out, and Hoseok smirks as the footsteps get quieter.

“That was close, baby,” he says as his finger teases over your throbbing clit. “We don’t want Jungkookie to find his friend like this, don’t we?”

You shake your head, body trembling as his finger provides not-enough stimulation on your tortured clit.

He keeps quiet and continues his feather-light touch, pleased at the unexpected orgasm denial and the way it makes your cunt clench around his cock as if coaxing it to give you what you need most.

“You better not be loud,” he warns. “You don’t want to ruin our fun, right?”

Agonizing moments later, Jungkook’s footsteps return and he zips himself back into his tent and quickly heads back to sleep. He remains stilled inside you, listening intently for any sounds of the others awakening.

After minutes of desperate silence and your needy cunt aching for your boyfriend to move, he rolls you onto your stomach with him on top, cock still buried deep within you.

“You’ve done so well,” he praises as he leans down and licks a fat stripe on the back of your neck, making you shiver. “Take your reward like a good girl.”

Without warning, Hoseok grips at your hips and starts a brutal pace, fucking you fast and hard while staying quiet. It feels so good, better than the feeling of him being still inside you. Nothing can compare to his thickness spearing into you, stretching you wide. The ridges of his cock feel like heaven from the position he has you in, and you can feel the stimulation building upon your ruined, curtailed orgasm from earlier.

He quickly rams a piece of the sleeping bag into your mouth, forcing you to be quiet as he nearly impales you open, burying himself as deep into your womb as he can before retreating and thrusting in for more. You can tell he’s close by the way his movements lose finesse, the way his hands grip your thick hips as if he’s grasping a lifeline. 

“Gonna fill you up,” Hoseok whispers harshly, his voice taking on the rough edge that makes your body react. “You want my cum, baby?”

Your mouth is full, but your head nods quickly and you arch your back to let him reach even deeper inside of you, desperate to get yourself and him off simultaneously.

“Shit,” he groans as he feels your body accept him even further at this new angle, your ass high in the air. He grips it, enjoys the way the flesh jiggles in his grip and with each thrust. “Cum on my cock, baby, please.”

Hoseok doesn’t beg, hardly ever, so when he’s desperate for your release, you’re equally desperate to give it to him. As he pounds into you, taking full advantage of your prone body and lifted hips, the dam holding back your climax finally erupts, making your walls quiver and squeeze around his cock and forcing you to bury your face as far as you can into your sleeping bag to muffle your whines.

He wishes he could hear your screams, wants to hear the way you cry his name out as your cunt milks him, begs him for his own end. Another round of thrusts and he feels it all snap, cock pulsing out hot spurts of cum into your eager and waiting channel.

He pulls out of you, loving the way his cum follows him out, dribbling out of your spent pussy weakly. He lifts a finger and scoops it up, pushing it back into your juicy walls and nearly whining as he feels it wet and sopping with his release. You’re pulling the sleeping bag from your mouth, panting hard from your own release and turning around to look at your boyfriend, hips wiggling.

Hoseok smiles fondly at you, removing his finger from your walls and rubbing the smooth skin of your ass.

“Are you warm?” He asks with a smirk, knowing by the sheen of sweat on both of your bodies that you’ve successfully warmed up in the bite of the chilly night.

He flops down beside you and pulls you in close, snuggling into the sleeping bag while kissing your face gently.

Hoseok’s cock is still hard, still aching even after a release and you’re quick to grasp it in your hands, finally getting a grip on it for the first time tonight.

“Better keep you warm all night like I promised, huh?” You smile sleepily as you lift your leg to allow him entrance to your center yet again. “Keep me full all night please, baby?”

He is loath to deny you, and the wet heat of your used pussy feels like heaven. He holds you closer, pulls you in tight as he buries his cock as far as he can go, before kissing you sweetly once more.

He knows he’ll wake up in a few hours, dick throbbing with a need to take you for yet another round, but for now, he revels in the warmth and love and safety he feels when he’s connected to you in nearly every way.

“By the way, I love you too, Hoseok,” you whisper to him after a few moments of silence, recalling to the sweet whispered words around the campfire.

Hoseok smiles as he closes his eyes, body and soul in pure bliss.

And when Namjoon complains in the morning that he could hear the sounds of his little sister getting railed, Hoseok will let him know he ensured you didn’t suffer from hypothermia—that it’s his job as boyfriend to ensure you’re kept safe,

and always kept warm.

[fuck-customers]

im a cashier at a drug store and holy shit half the time theres no breaks, the schedule only stretches the current and next week, and my manager is so fucking inept he is constantly adjusting my schedule its so annoying i feel like i cant even have a life outside of work..

ALSO the register doesnt work half the time and is slow as hell... customers are also dumb as hell but that goes without saying - i understand the registers dumbfuckery but customers are allergic to any waiting and any instructions so its shit

ON TOP IF THAT our pharmacy will just not come in on some weekends!!! which means ppl come in for scheduled appointments and meds and then yell at me when the pharmacy isnt open like girl. what do u WANT ME TO DOOOOO

[nikkisixxsgirlfriend]

back to the old house

jonathon byers x reader

[tea,the smiths,and college decisions]

"here,i made you some tea." jonathon said,placing the mugs down. you replied with a thank you and took a sip.

"wow this is...truly awful" you smiled

"oh come on it cant be that bad." he said taking a sip, "holy shit this is awful" he coughed.

you laughed before settling into silence.

"i heard about nancy,im sorry."

"it's okay,it was gonna happen eventually."

"bullshit,you were planning on marrying her."

he wrang his hands and looked down at the floor.

"actually," he stuttered "i was planning on breaking up with her,i just...didnt know how."

he sat there waiting for you to say something.he opened his mouth about to say something though he didnt have anything in mind.

"well at least now since youre the dumped one,you can use it as a sob story to get all the babes." you joked.

"so,what are you listening to?" he asked,changing the subject.

"the new smiths album." you smiled.

"i love the smiths"

"you dont say" you joked. "i just started playing it but i was gonna lend it to you once i was done."

"thanks" he gave you that small but caring jonathon smile he always did.

"you can use it to cry too in the middle of the night."

you two sat there for a while.listening to the smiths.you kept drinking your tea,eventually getting used to the taste.

"so whats next?" you finally asked.

"what do you mean?"

"well since youre not going to marry nancy and have ten kids in hawkins,i assume youre not going to the same school as her either...so whats next?"

"i dunno,probably community college.like argyle."

"youre kidding right?" you didnt mean to sound like a bitch but what jonathon had just said was ridiculous to you.

"whats so wrong with community college?" he asked,offended.

"nothings wrong with it," you offered "its just..not you."

"and you know whats right for me?" he said with his eyebrows in that mad,confused position.

"no,but i know this isnt what you wanna do."

"i cant just up and leave will and my mom."

"you wont just leave them.youre gonna see them on weekend or holidays.and when schools done you'll come back.and joyce will understand-"

"why are you fighting me on this?"

"because its important jonathon.what,do you wanna go to community college,come back,get some shitty retail job and live with your mom and will until you die?!"

"i cant just leave!you dont get it-"

"oh dont give me that crap,believe me i get it!i get that youre scared,that youre sad about nancy,i get that.but i know you.i know you wont let nancy define who you are,or how happy you are!and i know youve been wanting to go to nyu since you were in diapers!"

"well i cant!its too expensive!"

"then apply for loans.or dont go to nyu,but go to a college you actually want to go to.or come up with a plan that isnt just sitting in your moms basement getting high with argyle for the rest of your life!"

"i dont even know why we're having this conversation!"

"because i care about you,you idiot!what happened to you?you used to care,you used to stick up to the assholes in this town.now youre never around and when you are,youre high!i cant remember the last time you picked up your camera,which was the only thing you were passionate about.i dont know who you are anymore jonathon!"

"well i know who i am!" he yelled.gathering his things and getting up.he slammed the door and left.

leaving you alone with cold tea,the smiths,and tears.

you werent against community college.you werent against jonathon changing his plans.it just,it hurt because he had changed.he hadnt told you any of this.he'd barely been around these past months.it felt like you were losing him.losing the one person who understood you.

so you sat there.listening to the album.and crying away the ache in your soul.

an hour later the album stopped.you washed your face.grabbed the cassette and made your way to the byers.

"hi miss.byers,is jonathon here?"

"oh,no,i thought he was with you." she said,a concerned look on her face.

"well he was,about an hour ago,but we-" you coughed,stopping yourself from pouring everything out. "i just came to drop this off." you said,holding up the cassette.

"well i can give that to him if youd like?"

"yes,please."

"do you wanna come in and maybe talk?"

"no,no its okay,but thank you."

you stepped into your room.about to burst into tears again.only to be met by jonathon.

"i-i came back a while ago but you werent here so i just-" he paused and looked down. "i went to get these." he said,handing you something.

you looked down.they were photographs.beautiful candid photographs,of you.

"i never stopped taking photos,you just- never noticed."

you filed through each of them.

"i took them when you werent looking which seems creepy but you just-theres something about you,when you dont think anyones looking,you-youre beautiful."

you looked at a photo of you on your front porch,reading a book.another of you cooking,turned to the stove.one of you at the library,doing homework.some were you and will.

"i dont know how i never saw you." you said in disbelief

"its that ninja stealth" he smiled

"god that is such a bad joke" you smiled back.

after another moment of silence jonathon spoke again.he took the photos out of your hands and placed them on a table.

"i know ive been distant-"

"high" you corrected

"high.and im sorry.but ive been dealing with some stuff and i didnt want to burden you with that."

"jonathon im here for you,youre supposed to tell me when youre dealing with stuff,youre supposed to burden me."

"i know,and im sorry."

"im sorry for lashing out at you,its just,i feel like im losing you jonathon."

"you'll never lose me."he said,bringing you in for a hug.

"if you wanna go to community college or if you wanna work at a pizza place,whatever it is,im here for you." you said.

"the truth is," he began,tightening his grip. "i dont know what i wanna do.and im scared.im terrified."

he cried into the nook by your neck.and you stayed there,holding him and telling him it was gonna be okay.

"i guess after you've saved the world multiple times,youre allowed to be scared."you said,making you both laugh bitterweet laughs.

"but no matter what jonathon,i will always be here for you."

[fictionissocialinquiry]

FISI’s Favourite Zutara Fics

A lil late for ZFAW’s Saturday prompt, sorry about that! Haven’t had any internet over the weekend. But better late than never!

I’m not gonna lie… a lot of these are angsty af. But I promise you they’re not gratuitous angst! They’re well written, beautiful stories that will make you feel like a better person for having read them. These are my favourite all time fics, ones I’ve read more than once and will continue to read (even though I’m taking a week break from fandom and fic).

 Multi-Chaptered Fics

The Sparrowkeet Series by audreyii_fic

To be honest, this story’s summary doesn’t do it justice so I ain’t including it. Originally a one shot, Sparrowkeet is headcanon for me now. Move over canon, this is where it’s at. Audreyii_fic’s characterisation, world building, and writing is exquisite. It’s incredible. She manages to channel the same fun and whimsical energy from the show while allowing the characters to grow and develop to places I wish they had actually been taken.

This one is a fandom Must Read and one I return to regularly.

 Clothe Me in Seasons, Dress Me in Snow by sadladybug

It is not the memorial she deserves, nor the one she would want. But it can't be helped. He owns no property in the other nations, and he needed to keep her close. Closer than she was in life, anyway.

Zuko's reflections on a life lived and a life that could have been.

This is one of the best written fics I’ve ever read. It’s tragic and deep and will hurt you in all the tender places but you would be doing yourself a favour if you read this. There’s a real bittersweet feeling to it and the love between them is just… urg, visceral.

 Lovable by LadyCharity

Zuko knew that he could not save Azula. He could only try to forgive her. Fittingly enough, those two were one in the same.

I love stories that make Zutara their centerpiece but every now but then a story like this comes along. A story where their relationship builds almost incidentally because the plot and character development straight up hijack your emotions. I got so invested in this story. Zuko is amazingly well characterised and his complicated thoughts and feelings around his father and Azula are incredibly well written!

 One Shots

Lunar Ephemerality by @formerlygoldilocks (goldilocks23)

After multiple failed attempts on his life and years of self-set expectations, Fire Lord Zuko is a shell of the man he used to be. But Katara won't turn her back on those who need her.

I really didn’t expect this to hit as hard as it did. This straight up snuck up on me, fly-kicked my feelings, and by the end I had written an 800 word comment that was too big for AO3 and I had to contact the author directly to send it to her. Awkward. I couldn’t help myself. The side to Katara we see here is so good, her empathy and love for her friends are one of the things I love seeing most in AtLA fanfic. I’m a sucker for Zuko having complete breakdowns and having to piece himself back together too. So sue me. I like it when they suffer a lil bit. The writing is absurdly good and I will be keeping an eye out for any new stories by goldilocks23!

 31 Minutes by @ifyouwereamelodymeg

It's quite astounding, really, how quickly she's learned to translate him. They've spent a grand total of zero time together outside of training, and he's hardly big on chat so she knows next to nothing about his life.

But she knows him, probably better than she knows anyone at the moment – with every tap of his fingers, every crook of his lips, every turn in his voice, he just...

He makes sense to her. It's weird.

I’m a sucker for fic writers playing with style to make the story pop and boyo does this fic deliver. This is one of the rare times that I’ve been dumbstruck at the end of a story— I just couldn’t accept the ending. Because I’m a sucker for pain, (and this story will bring The Pain) I loved it. The ease of Zuko and Katara’s growing relationship in this bowls you over, it’s absolutely beautiful and you find yourself nodding along emphatically when Zuko calls himself an idiot for waiting… “Life’s short, kids, live each moment as though it could be your last,” says this fic as it pulls my heart out and dropkicks it off a cliff.

 i count to five (and life passes by) by @markedmage

Five heartbeats.

I still haven’t forgiven Mage for this one. I think it’s the best thing she’s written to date! I mean, tragic and painful and heart-rending but holy shit is it powerful <3

 The Lake of the Dismal Swamp by @thewhiitelotus

Spook af. Spook (horror) is real hard to do well but thewhiitelotus is coming for your goosebumps and those shivers down your spine. She has a way of balancing beautiful, evocative imagery with action (in this and other stories of her) that just keeps you reading!

 Calloused by @rideboldlyride

Iroh hadn’t been able to watch. The pure horror of a man - a father- burning their child for a slight infraction... He couldn’t do anything to stop it, but he will stop his brother from destroying entirely the kind boy he knew Zuko could be.

This is a painfully underappreciated fic for how great the characterisation is. I know we in the zutara fandom tend to not read stories that aren’t Zuko/Katara centric as often but do yourself the favour of reading this (or listening to it: RideBoldlyRide has done us the gift of recording a podfic for this and it’s stupidly *good*). This story is Iroh confronting Ozai just after he burns Zuko’s face and it kicks.

 four days and three nights by @hinaoyamas (lettersfromnowhere)

Zuko discovers firsthand that nothing is more fleeting than happiness, or more enduring than memory.

Do you like reading stories with a distant, omniscient narrator? The kind that read like a myth from the ancient world? Welp, hit the hyperlink, friend, cause this one’s for you. Not only is the writing exquisite but the characterisation and painful inevitability of the plot is grade A.

 For the Fire Nation by tullyblue12

He falls in love with her for his country before he falls in love with her for himself. A Zuko/Katara AU that explores how love and duty aren’t always mutually exclusive.

There are about 40,000 exquisite lines in this story but here is just one of my favourites: “He falls in love with her for his country first. That’s what his people never understand.” This fic says a lot with so few words, which is something I really look up to! In 2,800 words, tullyblue12 does what some 100,000k fics cant: They make you feel.

 Guide Me Home by Rashaka

To sleep, perchance to dream. Katara and Zuko find a friendship they never expected in a place that seemed impossible.

This is a one shot I will forever wish for a continuation of. The setup is just… so juicy. There’s a real sorrowful innocence to this story that the unique short, dialogue only scenes really punch home. I know some people don’t like dialogue only fics but when done well like in this one, it leaves you with the impression of something deeper than a 1,185 word fic has any right to! 

 Other Favourites!

Hopeless by tullyblue12 — Kids grow up fast when a cruel world awaits them. In times of hopelessness, Katara and Zuko grow together. In times of separation, they hope to see each other again.

Speechless by goldilocks23 — Zuko has a medical condition. Or: Zuko speaks in haiku at inappropriate times.

Don’t Follow Me Down by eleventy7 — Katara is the dread queen of the underworld, ruler of the dead, destined to reign her cold kingdom alone. Until a sun god catches her eye. A Hades/Persephone retelling with incredible writing.

I Don't Speak Meow Language by @botherkupo (Boogum) — In which Zuko adopts a cat and Katara just wonders what spirits she pissed off to deserve this fate.

I have the privilege of being friends with some of these authors (they know who they are) and am in near daily awe and gratitude for the works of free fiction they provide us, the fandom. And not just any old stories: Guys... Really good ones!! Can I ask that if you go check out these fics, can you just drop a kudos or a comment their way? If you’re feeling shy just copy and paste this into the comments box anonymously: “WOW! Loved this! Thank you so much for writing it!”

I know it would mean the world to this talented bunch <3

[jimin-day]

Stare at me

Summary: You frequent a coffee shop only to be met with his dark eyes every time.

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre/tags: Smut, fingering, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, if you squint daddy!Jungkook, shy!reader, dirty talk,

a/n: hello! This is my first time writing a fanfic so please be kind! This kind of just fell out of me and developed into something I couldn't control, so.. enjoy! :)

You leaned back with a sigh and threw your notebook on the coffee table. Knowing you needed a well deserved break from studying you decide to head down to the local coffee shop for a caffeine boost.

You emit a big loud yawn and walk to your room down the hall. You decide to exchange your sweatpants with some jeans and put on a bra for the first time that weekend. You give a small huff in the mirror noticing you still look a bit ragged, but who cares? Your not trying to impress anyone and your definitely not trying to turn any heads.

After breaking up with your long term, long distance boyfriend you felt like your life was on hold. You thought you were going to marry this man, have his children in fact. But the sad truth was he had cheated on you and you couldnt let that stand, so you left. Feeling emotionally bruised and sore you had holed up in your on-campus apartment and tried to forget by studying and binging on chinese food for the last few weeks.

The only thing that brought you any joy nowadays was getting some coffee a few blocks down from where you lived. It may have seemed like a small excursion but it got you out of the house and let you take in a fresh breath of air, somehow restoring your will to stand on this planet.

But you would be lying if that was the only reason you visited that coffee shop. Every so often a black haired man at a small table next to the window would be working on his laptop, to say he was handsome was an understatement.

He was jarringly handsome and if you were lucky you would catch eyes with him, only to be completely embarrassed when he caught you staring. But that didnt stop you from looking for him every time you went to the shop only to be met with those dark doe eyes.

You walked down the side walk, a cool breeze hitting your face, making you feel refreshed now that you were being met with crisp air. You took a deep breath and tried to ignore the fact that you were still deeply hurting from your breakup. You silently thought to yourself that maybe it was you. Were you not good enough? Not pretty enough? You guess you could stand to lose a bit of weight. Maybe not good enough in bed? No, do not let yourself go there this was his problem. You were more than an ideal girlfriend and you refuse to blame yourself for his actions.

Almost like he had heard you thinking about him, your phone rings a familiar chime and you lift your phone to take a look.

[DONT ANSWER] 11:46pm

Hey please message me back, i miss you.

Nope, not a chance. Since the break up your ex has been trying to contact you but you wouldnt give him the light of day. There is no way you were going to let him convince you back into his arms and you wouldnt even give him the chance.

You put your phone in your pocket and looked up at your destination. You pull the door open to be greeted with warm air defrosting your body. You take a step inside and almost involuntarily look to your right where that brown haired man normally sat. You were thrilled to see him sitting there studiously staring at his laptop with his eyebrows stitched together, probably figuring out a tough question you assume? Today he was wearing all black, not like he wore anything else, a black oversized tee shirt, a black face mask pulled down to his chin and ripped black jeans. A leather jacket hung from one of the chairs which he had thrown over previously before your arrival. He sighed and leaned back taking a sip of his coffee before looking up.

As if knowing you were going be there at this exact time he met your eyes immediately. You felt embarrassed, obviously for staring so long, but you were a bit bolder today meeting his gaze a little longer than normal. Maybe seeing that text earlier gave you a bit more confidence in knowing you would be fine without your ex, even though you were torn inside.

His eyes didnt back down and he one upped you by cupping his hand underneath his chin and giving you a sexy smirk while tilting his head. This was as much confidence as you were going to show today, as you quickly turned your head and got in queue. Your cheeks burned and admittedly your pussy clenched with desire. You put your face in your hands and shook your head trying to regain your composure. Feeling so hot and blushed.

You didnt notice but the man was quietly giggling and taking you in as much as you were oogling him. Of course he noticed you looking at him everytime you walked through those doors. In fact, he may have noticed you before you had noticed him. When he caught you the first time staring, he was elated. Knowing that you felt attracted to him made this even more fun, and what topped it off was you were so shy. Every time he looked at you, you couldnt help but be incredibly embarrassed and cave in on yourself. He loved that, Jungkook fed off it, each time you walked through the door he pictured more than one things to do to you.

Even catching you in sweatpants drove jungkook crazy. Seeing them hangoff your hips teasing him and wearing a tight camisole made him ache in pleasure. What was it about you that made him dizzy?

Jungkook was an average student but excelled in about everything else. At uni he was very often sought after by women but he had no motivation to chase after anyone. He would have flings here and there but they meant nothing to him. Not even knowing it, jungkook became the white whale around the university. Women would try to reel him in but to no avail, leaving them high and dry. Getting him in bed meant you were of the elite class, earning you a high spot in womens books, often jealousy.

But jungkook was oblivious to this, and if he was being honest nothing was special about those women. Just right place, right time.

But to Jungkook, you felt special.

Jungkook thought about his plan of action that he had rehearsed in his head a few times. He always wanted to confront you but never felt confident enough. But today was the day. He woke up with a surge of motivation and admittedly went to the coffee shop early to make sure he didn't miss you, praying you would show up.

You were the next person to place your order when you feel a presence behind you. You paid it no mind and kept looking forward deciding if you should get a small breakfast sandwich to go with your coffee. As you tell the clerk that you'd like a hot coffee a voice speaks up behind you, "and I'll be paying for that"

You turn around as if your head was on a swivel and notice the beautiful man coming up around you and handing his card to the employee. "Oh and I'll have a breakfast sandwich too" you say while giving a meek smile to the man who was paying for you.

He gives a mischievous grin and you turn to face the clerk, blushing. Once he receives his receipt and is handed his card back, you step to the side and wait for your order to be finished. Not far behind, jungkook follows and stands beside you. "You know, I would've paid for you even if you ordered the whole menu" jungkook looks at you with kind eyes and a little grin.

You cant help but blush and stare at your feet. You quickly try and sike yourself up and finally look up at him "Well maybe next time I'll try and buy the whole store" Jungkook laughed brightly with a bunny smile while his dark hair falls into his eyes, you can't help but think how adorably handsome he was in that moment.

He looks at you a bit more seriously making your face burn in anticipation. "You think I haven't noticed you staring?" At that you turned red. You knew he saw you, most days you would catch his eyes but being so upfront about it had you in a tizzy. Jungkook takes the small slip of paper he just received and starts scribbling on it and places it into your hand.

You glance down at the paper and it's his name and phone number, you look up and blush at him. Jungkook leans closer to you almost brushing your ear. "If you would like you can stare at me outside of this shop, preferably in my room princess."

Jungkook gives a sly smirk, turns and walks away to sit back down at his table and you are drenched to say the least. 'Holy shit, what did he just call me?'

You hear the barista call your name and you were so startled by it you jump pulling you out of the trance you were in. You safely put the receipt in your pocket grab your order and before pushing the doors open you take one last glance.

As if making it known to the whole world jungkook was unabashedly smiling at you. Your cheeks turn hot pink and you rush out the door, trying to get yourself together.

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You sit at home, lifting the small piece of paper up and staring at it. 'Jungkook', now that you think about it you feel like you have heard this name in small circles around campus but never had the face to put to the devil. This makes you outwardly cringe, scrunching up into a little ball and give a silent scream. From your recollection this man is a catch, THE catch and if you were not mistaken very good in bed.

At that thought you said fuck it, since your ex you haven't even thought of sex or pursued anyone and decided enough was enough. You were getting dick.

[Y/N] 7:56pm

Hey.. it's coffee shop girl

[Jungkook] 8:01pm

Hi baby, did you get curious?

Your heart stops at the nickname, oh fuck he's reducing you to a puddle. You can feel your panties getting uncomfortable and you try and shift to relieve some much needed tension. You take a deep breath and decide to just go for it.

[Y/N] 8:03pm

So what does staring at you in your bedroom entail?

[Jungkook] 8:04pm

Hmm.. well Y/N i could tell you or I could show you?

You were reeling, not even believing it yourself you take a second to calm your nerves. But honestly you couldnt, too high on whatever cloud your are on to still your beating heart. Your pussy clenches around nothing, and you are beginning to pool in your panties, thinking of all the things Jungkook would do to you.. will do to you.

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Next thing you know your knocking on his door, in the cold.

Before you left you told your friend where you were going just in case this man was a serial killer. You could never be to careful. Your friend wanted to hear all about it but you have no time for that yet, but definitely over brunch tomorrow.

You hear a click and the door swings open, there stands a man with honey skin and beautiful dark locks, he gives you a bright boxy smile "Hi, can I help you?" You almost trip over yourself when you are greeted by him, too focused on just how handsome he was.

"Um, ya I'm here for Jungkook?"

Just as you asked Jungkook is strolling up to the door and telling his roommate that he's "got it from here". That made you freeze, what have you gotten yourself into? This man was practically a stranger, a stunning one, but a stranger none the less and now your going to let him "take it from here" almost as if you were a plaything.

Jungkook gestures you in and you wave to who you later learned was Taehyung, thanking him for opening the door for you. As you turn to follow jungkook down the hall, your cheeks feel hot, not only about what is going to happen in Jungkooks room but how Taehyung knows exactly why you are here, and you just looked him in the eyes and thanked him.

Jungkook let's you into his room and as you walk in you take a look, it's tidier than you would have thought, there is a light up keyboard and computer in the corner, on top of his desk sits a very expensive DSLR camera, a mic stand just beside the desk and he has purple lights strung up around the walls. Nice touch.

Jungkook closes the door behind you, no turning back now. He looks at you almost as if he were to tear you to shreds. His eyes transition to blown out black as he rakes over your body and you can almost hear your heart thrumming in your ears. He moves closer putting his left hand on the wall, at his bold gesture, you begin to feel overwhelmingly shy.

Coming to a strangers house to fuck? This was not you, you liked to take your time and get to know the person. Maybe a date or two to see what your getting into. Right now you were way out of your comfort zone.

Jungkook pinning you to the door has your eyes looking at your feet, feeling quite nervous, and possibly wanting to flee. Jungkook gently takes his finger and lifts up your chin to meet his eyes. His eyes still blown out with lust but showing a bit more restraint making your heart feel less tight. "Hey baby, it's okay. I've got you, you tell me if this isn't something you want and I'll stop right now."

Your heart sank you didn't want him to feel like he was pressuring you, you wanted this. So bad your pussy is aching for some sort of release. It was all just so new to you, the situation, the man, the way he looked at you like an animal. You shook your head and told him you were okay, not wanting him to stop.

He starts slowly with a quick kiss to the lips, then soon after turning sloppy tasting them and molding to them. He licks your lips so he can explore your mouth. Giving you sloppy wet strokes of his tongue making you weak in the knees.

His hand comes to your hip squeezing and rubbing soft circles, slowly moving higher underneath your shirt. Your lips detach and he licks up your neck, sucking on the flesh that is right underneath your ear. "Fuck baby you have no idea how long I wanted this." He sucks harshly leaving a purple mark with his plush lips, grinding his hips into your core for some sort of friction.

You don't pay his comment much mind as you are way to distracted by his hand cupping your breast and his cock rubbing your clit deliciously. Jungkook gently pinches your nipple and starts playing with your nub expertly twisting and massaging. You let out a soft moan, and jungkook is floored. His erection so hard and uncomfortable in his pants, but he can wait.

Jungkook takes his hand and starts stroking your clothed core with his long fingers, feeling how much you have soaked through your clothes. Feeling how wet you are for him he groans "Does this feel good princess? Do you like when a stranger plays with your pussy?" You moan even louder, no one has talked to you this way and you can't help but feel a new gush of arousal take over.

He quickly picks you up by your bottom and throws you on the bed, "Strip, everything but your panties" there is no hesitation, you fling your shirt off your body undo your bra and shuffle your pants down to the floor leaving only your underwear on.

As you sat there you began to cross your arms over your chest, somewhat embarrassed being mostly naked in front of this man. Jungkook tutted, "Don't be shy princess" jungkook reaches for your wrists and pulls them up over you head pinning them to the headboard while giving you quick kisses to your forehead and jaw. "Don't hide from me, let me see you."

His sweet coos and kisses soothe your heart and you relax more into the position your are in. Jungkook begins to move down your neck with kisses, licks and some biting to stave off his hunger. Seeing you in this position is driving him crazy. You are so cute and shy your soaked pussy waiting for him. From this angle he can see you all hot and flustered trying to hide your face. Jungkook gives a quick smile that you don't see because you are too busy trying to hide from your embarrassment.

Jungkook moves down next to your core playing with the elastic of your panties, taunting you. "Will you be a good girl for me?" His question barely registers in your blown out state but you quietly nod your head. Not being a good enough answer for jungkook he slaps your pussy right on your bundle of nerves. "Use your words, Y/N." The spank sends shock waves throughout your body and has you on high alert. Your walls clenching hard, aching for any type of touch.

"YES, yes, please Jungkook I'll be a good girl" You look him in the eyes and don't want to stop staring at how gorgeous he looks. Sweaty glistening skin, dark hair in his eyes, looking like he could eat you alive.

Never breaking eye contact Jungkook removes his shirt and pants along with his boxers. His cock hitting his stomach with force, hard and angry red. He was so thick and long, you wanted to taste him so bad, swallow his cock full.

Jungkook starts to pump his dick up and down, using his thumb he wipes his slit to cover his length in cum. He leans back down to your soaking core. "Now princess I want you to watch me while I play with your pretty pussy, can you do that for me?"

You look at him with half lidded eyes, feeling like your in a strange head space that you can't describe. But you would do or say anything for him at this moment almost subdued by that fact you know he will take care of you. "yes daddy." Jungkook is surprised to hear that come off your lips but it makes him want to fill you up with cum, make you his.

He notices your shift in expression and realizes you've slipped somewhere, but he decides to save that in the back of his mind, he'll play with that Y/N another day. Right now he just needs to be inside of you.

Jungkook bunches the material of your panties and pulls upward rubbing your aching clit. The friction feels so good and you want to throw your head back and moan but remembering the rules you fix your eyes on jungkook looking pleased at what little he has to do for you to go crazy.

Seeing your perfect clit bulge from your panties being pulled up, jungkook wraps his soft lips around your clothed bundle and starts sucking you, along with long slow languid licks.

You couldn't take it any more, Jungkooks mouth sucking on your clothed clit is visual overboard, you throw your head back and give a loud moan, your clit throbbing feeling so close to cumming.

"Please, kook!"

Jungkook let's go of your panties and pulls them down your legs. He starts rubbing your bundle of nerves in circles and figure eights, earning loud moans from your lips from the new bare sensation. "Please what, princess?"

"I wanna come, please let me cum, jungkook!"

He quickly leans down and strokes his tongue up your slit gathering your juice on his tongue "fuck baby you taste so good", jungkook moves up to your clit, his hot breath ghosting over you making you whine. With a wet and flat tongue jungkook eats you almost like he is a starved puppy, his strong muscle giving you some well deserved attention.

Feeling your stomach coiling you know you are so close, your legs start shaking and your breathing starts to speed up. Your eyes tight ready for what comes next.

Jungkook slips two fingers into your pussy curving them so he hits your spongy g-spot, never stopping his tongue on your clit while he fucks you with his fingers. Suddenly the coil snaps within you and you are seeing stars. Your orgasm has your thighs shaking around jungkooks head and tears begin to slip from your eyes. You throw your head back and let out a deep and long moan. "My princess looks so pretty cumming." You gush all over jungkook tongue and he is happy to lick all of your essence up all up not letting any go to waste.

Jungkook slows his tongue and fingers to help coax you through your orgasm, he gives you a quick kiss to your sensitive clit and gets up to hover over top of you. " You did so well princess, you ready for my cock?"

You give a very enthusiastic nod, tears still streaking down your face from the force of your orgasm. "Yes please, I want your cock daddy."

He strokes his member a few times and starts to press the head of his member in your wet folds moving it up and down your slit soaking his cock. He starts to push in your velvet entrance and you can feel the delicious sting and stretch of him. Half way in jungkook stops to let you get used to his size. Looking at you with your tear stained cheeks his cock twitches and he can hardly control his hips from pounding into your messy cunt.

"Your pussy is so tight princess, were you waiting for my cock?" Jungkook pushes his thick member all the way in your pussy and he let's out a guttural moan. "Fuck baby you feel so good".

You reach out and grab jungkooks shoulders pulling him closer, your face is buried in the crook of his neck both of you hot and sweaty. Jungkook takes advantage of this position and hooks his arms underneath your shoulder blades and grabbing your shoulder from the back giving him excellent grip to thrust deep and hard inside you.

He starts moving slowly but quickly picks up the pace at a bruising speed. Using his arms as leverage to slam into your pussy as he whispers in your ear, "I've been eye fucking you for days princess, did you know that? I've been wanting to fill this pussy up since I saw you and now I have you crying beneath me. Do you like a perfect stranger filling this tight cunt?"

You shiver at his words and feel yourself clenching around him your pussy desperately trying to hold on to his thick cock. You moan loudly and start to produce fat tears rolling down your cheeks.

"Your words, princess."

Jungkook did not say that lightly and you did not want to test his patience in this moment, while you were already in a vulnerable position. "Yes I love a strangers cock in my pussy!"

Jungkook swallows hard at your words and can't believe how well you are doing for him. The shy girl he saw in the coffee shop is saying such dirty things, just for him.

You try and match his speed with your hips but to no avail, your breath hitches every time he thrusts into you leaving you almost breathless. Your orgasm is rising and its almost painful to follow, he hits your g-spot so nicely and he has you crying, tears continue to fall from your eyes and onto the bedsheets. Trying to hold on you reach for his back and start clawing at it. The pain of your nails digging into him. Jungkook let's go of your shoulders and sits up while fucking you, getting a whole new and beautiful view of you crying, and writhing on his cock while he thrusts in your sweet pussy.

Jungkook reaches down to your folds and drags his finger around your arousal and brings it up to your clit. Rubbing harsh circles on your very sensitive bundle. You start to feel the familiar twist in your stomach rise and it has your legs start shaking and your breath becomes shallow. "Come on princess cum all over your daddys cock".

With another thrust of his hips he sends you into your second, back breaking orgasm. In jungkooks eyes you look like art, hair splayed out around you wet from all the tears you were producing, thighs shaking uncontrollably with intense pleasure, and your mind so fucked out and begging to be praised by your daddy after cumming on his cock so well.

You look up at jungkook and his eyes are all over you, watching you become a mess underneath him.

Jungkook not being able to last much longer looks you right in the eyes and grabs your chin. "Look at me in the eyes princess while I fill up your slutty cunt with my cum. Don't you look away, I want you to see how much of a slut your are for me."

Your pussy clenched at his vulgar words and you nod in his hands. You have no choice but to look into his intense dark chocolate eyes. His hips become sloppy and he can feel your pussy throbbing and milking his cock, with a couple more sloppy thrusts he spills into your cunt filling you with warmth, making you feel so full. Jungkook let's out a guttural groan, while looking into you as he claims you as his.

You found your eyes were glued to Jungkook as he came, not being able to look away, seeing his dark eyes swirl with relief and lust, licking his lips and hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. You were completely in awe of him.

Jungkook rests his forehead on yours taking deep breaths until he removes himself from you and gets up to walk away. He comes back with a wet cloth in hand and gently cleans you up. He throws the towel to the side and lays down beside you. You both take a deep breath and look at each other.

"Uhmm, I think I should go." You start to get out of his bed when you feel his hand grab your wrist.

"Stay with me, you don't have to go." Jungkooks words have your heart lump in your throat. You felt embarrassed walking in here for a quickie and afterwards when reality hit you, you felt mortified. But looking into his eyes he was gentle, finding some truth in his words you let him pull you on his his chest to cuddle. Your cheeks burning red at the action but your were admittedly enjoying the feeling of his warmth.

Without realizing how exhausted you had become, your eyes begin to feel heavy. You fall asleep while he strokes your hair, jungkook being left with his thoughts.

'Fuck'

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a/n: Ahh! thank you for making it this far! I had a lot of fun (and difficulty) writing this! It's my first time ever writing a fanfiction so please be kind! Let me know what you think :3

[softkuna]

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›  𝚋𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘

› 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚢. 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜. 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚜. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝.

›  𝟸𝟷𝟿𝟻𝚔

You had a shit day. You got pegged in the face with a volleyball so hard, you could practically taste the concussion as you sprawled backwards. Luckily, the medic ok’d you to keep playing. Unluckily, the whole ordeal happened right in front of a pro team’s scouting manager. The embarrassment alone made you want to hide under a rock until next season. To make it all sting just a little bit more, Bokuto and Kuroo had their own games to attend, so it wasn’t like you could curl up in Kuroo’s dorm like you might’ve before. Bokuto was only in town for a few days, too, and you were certain he’d be practicing or playing the whole weekend. So instead, you sigh as you walk onto the train by campus, shooting a text to the tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum.

🗨️We lost :( I think I broke my nose. And my careeeeeeer

  Bokuto’s fingers rapid-fire replied, followed my Kuroo’s more casual pace.

  🗯️BROKEN NOSE?!! ARE YOU OK???

🗯️Wait how did u lose? Aren’t they good luck????

💬That’s a broken leg, bruh.

💬Sorry babe. You’re not concussed, though, right?

🗨️I’m fine ^^” just pulled a hina

🗯️Hows a broken leg good luck? U cant play on that THAT SHIT HURTS 😱 😱

🗨️👀 👀 👀

🗨️Bo pls

  As you sat on the train, you quietly snorted to yourself. Bokuto was an amazing player and an even better boyfriend, but sometimes you thought his muscles squeezed out a braincell or two.

💬Saw the clip on twitter. hows your face? I’m sure its still hot

  You scoffed with a roll of your eyes. Kuroo, flirtatious as always, but your reflexive smile matched the tone of your text.

🗨️If hot = busted, then sure 🙄

🗯️HEY UR HOT 😘 😘 SHUDDUP

  By the way their texts disjointedly pieced together before coming to a halt, you knew their matches started. You locked your screen with a sigh. Whether it was the ace’s ADHD-induced impulse thoughts or the blocker’s humorously blunt honesty, the two had always managed to spike your spirits high and block the anxieties that crept over the net. Without their distractions, the day replayed in 4K across the theater of your mind. Back slumped against the seat, you could feel the heaviness of it drag you down to the ocean floor.

  But now here you were, walking to your apartment with no reprieve from the disappointment. Rather than doing your adult responsibilities like clean, cook, or generally care past a shower, you slept. It was a deep, blank sleep. The type where you know you’d wake up feeling that eerie calm in the dead of night.

    Brightness blared next to your pillow – invading your vision as it violently vibrated against your hand. A loud ring attacked your half-concious hearing, jolting your heart like a jumpstarted engine. Quick reflexes enacted before you could stop the near Olympic vault of your phone into the wall across the bed.

  “You’ve got to be kidding me… who the hell….” You tear the blankets off, shivering at the cold as you pick the device back up. Thank your lord and savior, Asahi, for gifting you an Otter Box for Christmas.

  A gentle gasp left your lips as you saw a slew of missed texts from the dynamic duo. Oh no. Oh no. You felt horrendous. Your phone lit up as a photo of Kuroo with a French fry up his nose vibrated to life.

  As fast as your fingers could, you slid to answer, “He-“

  “-LLO WE ARE OUTSIDE ARE YOU COMING OR WHAT?!” Bokuto hollered into the mic, practically blowing out the speaker with sheer vocal force.

  “Holy shit, Bo! What? What do you mean?” Cautiously, the screen was brought closer to your cheek again, ghosting about a centimeter for your hearing’s safety.

  “Don’t you check your phone, hot-stuff? We’re going for a drive,” Kuroo honked the horn, echoing through the window and phone.

  Sure enough, the string of texts was about a drive and a half-planned plan of action. Thrilled enthusiasm rippled through you. You didn’t even think you’d get to see Bokuto this visit let alone with Kuroo! Praise the scheduling gods!

  The phone squished between your shoulder and ear as hands searched for an outfit that wasn’t your hoe shorts and sports bra. You threw on Bokuto’s old Ace’s Way shirt, and on top a near ancient Nekoma varsity jacket. Both items of which were left in your apartment from a get together nearly a year ago, “I’ll be out in a sec!”

  College was difficult. Especially when each of you had gone in somewhat different directions after high school. Kuroo, like yourself, played volleyball in university. And like yourself, nearly ripped his hair out when experiencing the hell that was Macroeconomics with Professor Mori. Bokuto was scouted play volleyball professionally, popping in and out of Tokyo to visit you two. At some point along the way and a slew of confusing budding emotions later, the three of you dove head first into a lovingly symbiotic relationship. It was hard when each of your schedules were chaotic, but worked out for the best as you all strove for your own goals while cheering each other on.

  You grabbed your bag of random things including underwear, extra clothes, and some money.  You never knew with the two of them what may happen and you learned from one wild trip to Osaka that Bokuto’s sense of direction was about as bad as you’d think it’d be.

  Half jogging, you rolled your eyes to the red corvette. Kuroo loved that thing way too much. Through the window, you could see Bokuto lean across the console to open the back driver-side door for you. The grin he wore could’ve fueled the sun itself, “BABE! LIGHT OF MY LIFE! EDGE-LINE STRAIGHT SHOT! WER’RE GOING ON AN ADVENTURE,” His muscular arm stretched to you, calloused hands reaching for you to grab.

  He pulled you you between the seats for a  bear hug, wide chest nearly eating you whole. He was as toasty as always. Or maybe it was just your cheeks. Either way, you were happy to see him, “Missed you, Bo! Sorry for missing the texts.”

  “You were asleep weren’t ya?” Kuroo turned in the driver side, a hand finding its place at the crown of your hair. The lazy pique of his own lop-sided smile greeted your playful glare, which melted into a nod and a sigh. The look he gave softened at the navy-coated aura rolling off you in waves. He stroked your hair once, poking your cheek as his hand passed it, “You’re here. ‘s all that matters. Now, Hoots over here can shut up about your nose, which is… a little fucked up, wow.”

  “You don’t say?” Your expression dead-panned as Bokuto pulled back from you to examine the swollen cartilage. While you wanted them to see the game, you were absolutely glad that they didn’t. Bokuto would have barreled down the bleachers had he seen your wipe out in person. Actually, you recalled a snap from Atsumu; the camera pointed to the tile of a locker room, Bokuto’s howling in the background with a simple caption of ‘You good?’  

  Pulling away from the ace, you sat back into the middle seat, arms resting on the leather between the passenger and driver sides. Kuroo drove with his hands low on the wheel, long digits thwacking the steering wheel to a silent beat. You glanced between the two, suspicious of their matching expressions. You dared ask, “Why’s it so quiet?”

  “Are you saying-“ Kuroo began.

  “-you want some tuunesss?” Bokuto ended giddily.

  He readily tapped a button on his phone, shielding the screen from you protectively. Kuroo’s gaze darted between the dash screen and the road, waiting for whatever shitpost song Bokuto most definitely was about to put on.

  “Guys… what are you-“

  A record scratch.

  I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me.

  “You’re fucking kidding me! Turn it up, turn it up!” Your hand bulleted to the volume, body squeezing past the two to crank up Cascada’s Everytime We Touch until the windows rattled. Kuroo and Bokuto shared a knowing, toothy smirk. Bingo.

  “Forgive me, my weakness, but I don't know why

Without you, it's hard to survive!”

  Duetting with the utmost of dramatics, you and Bokuto reached for some imaginary lover escaping in the distance, opposite hand grasping near your hearts. Kuroo snickered, forever and always amused at how weirdly in-sync the two of you could be. Watching both of you thrash wildly together was probably the most endearing thing he’s seen all day.

  The silveret pumped his fists as you both scream-sang the modern masterpiece. His large hands enveloped yours with enough theatrics to shake the emotion into the chorus:  

  “'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling

And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly

Can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last

Need you by my side

'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static

And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky

Can't you hear my heart beat so? I can't let you go

Want you in my life!”

  The palm of your hands smacked into their biceps at the last lines, letting the 2000’s synth twinkle into your veins. The vibes in this vehicle were immaculate. Waves that crashed over you, drowning you earlier in the day, receded, leaving sun-warmed sands to dance across. The ones who paved the way were a sarcastic cat and overzealous owl.

  The song was coming to an end and you excitedly whipped between the two, “What’s next?! What’s the playlist?! Link it to me? Please?” You bat your eyelashes at them, Kuroo nudging his chin to the other. The ace hurriedly clicked a few buttons and opened a few apps, radiating delight itself, “Done!” Your phone buzzed with Bokuto’s link. The title of the playlist popped up, overpouring unadulterated admiration into your heart until it warmed up to your cheeks.

  Tunes To Cheer Our Best Babe Up To.

 It was silly, but on brand for the two. All of the songs were added within the last three hours by both boys. Each one of them an absolute banger.

  It was Kuroo’s idea in the beginning. He remembered all the times in high school you’d cry after an exam, near inconsolable until he’d loan you his headphones. Just a few months ago, he caught you throwing it back to the beat of some pop classic after you failed your first semester’s final exams. There’s a video of it somewhere, but he won’t admit to the sin. You know it because you can hear him hyena-laugh in the hallway every so often as Bad Boy riots in the background.

  Bokuto, with all the brilliantly rambunctious enthusiasm the world could give a single human being, added in every song he already had in his likes. All of which he sung with you on every trip until your voices hurt. He even added Mr. Brightside, reminding you of the time he screamed so loud during the chorus that he sounded like a donkey the rest of the day and into his next match. To this very day, the infamous ‘O ᴼO ᵒn ᵉ  TᵒOᵘCʰ’ could be heard in the locker rooms by each teammate in unison.

  You paused as the next song hit, mouth abruptly shutting as the two in the front recited, word-for-word,

  “Man, fuck.”

“What's wrong Bo?”

“Man, these kids, man, talkin' shit, makin' me feel bad.”

“Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, hoots, look at life!”

“Man, you're right”

“Mmm, you see? You see this fine bitch right over here?” Kuroo’s long fingers pinched your cheek at the red light, laughing as you jokingly smacked it away.

“Yeah, woah...” Bokuto beamed at you.

“You see these trees man? You see this water?” You snorted as Kuroo’s hand waved to four-way intersection.

“I guess it is okay.”

“Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man.”

“Man you know what, y-you're right...” The words, lyrics or otherwise, still brought a childish scrunch to the ace’s handsome face.

“You damn right I'm right,” Kuroo smirked, taking even the smallest bit of delight out of his perfected timing, “I can't remember a time I was god-damn wrong.”

“Man, thanks, Demon Cat.”

“Hey man, that's what I'm here for.”

  Bokuto, half-joke-half-serious punched Kuroo’s bicep, eliciting a feral smirk as they went into the chorus. Bo’s arms crossed as he shook his shoulders to the beat. Kuroo threw down at the next red light, clapping to each beat. Just as the bass shook your heart in its chest, both players head-banged with all their might, car jerking with the force. You feared for the steering wheel and the threat of an airbag going off when both boys slam-drummed the vehicle’s surface. The sight of the two of them going absolutely feral elicited the brightest cackle from your belly.

  They really knew how to turn your shittiest days into your new favorites. And you’d definitely be revisiting this playlist.

[heavenlymisa]

could we maybe get some first date hcs with,,, todoroki, bakugo, and kaminari?

an; of course!!! ty for the headcannon, anon!!! enjoy!!

now that im looking back at this- i just now realized that i confused karminari for kirishima- ill make a seperate headcannon for him! sorry for the confusion!

shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugou, and eijiro kirishima x female reader (seperate)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✭・゜・。.

masterlist

.・。.・゜✭・.・✭・゜・。.

Shoto Todoroki

⤷ he would ask the girls (execpt for you) what to do for a first date. you two have been dating for 1 month, but never had a first date because of school.

⤷ after hours of planning, stressing, and switching up the plan, he figures out what to do.

⤷ rollerskating rink.

⤷ he’s never been to one, but the girls were talking about what you like to do and rollerskating was the first thing that popped up (sorry if that isnt your favorite thing to do 🥺)

⤷ after figuring out what to do, he texts you to meet him in the common area afterschool after you change out of your school clothes. of course you said okay, but you were skeptical about this.

⤷ the next day, afterschool, you got dressed into a white graphic tee and a black skirt. you checked yourself in the mirror that in your dorm, went downstairs, and waited in the common area.

⤷ you waiting on him for about 5 minutes until you heard him behind you.

⤷ “sorry to keep you waiting. i couldn’t pick out what to wear.”

⤷ you turned around and was met with todoroki in a black turtleneck and black jeans. if you didn’t die the first time you saw im, you have officially died now. sorry, i don’t make the rules.

⤷ “you look beautiful.”

⤷ nevermind, you died now.

⤷ you thanked him and returned the compliment. he nodded his head, grabbed your hand, and he lead you out the door of the dorms.

⤷ “so... where are we going..?”

⤷ “you’ll find out.” he said with a smirk. f u c k

⤷ after 15 minutes of walking and small talk, you two finally made it to the skating rink. you two went inside and saw all of the strobe lights flashing everywhere and people skating.

⤷ you hugged todoroki and thanked him tremendously for taking you here. he of course hugged back and said ‘you’re welcome.’

⤷ todoroki went and paid for the general commission and two pairs of roller-skates (with endeavor’s debit card. make his pockets hurt😋). you two put on your roller-skates and went to the rink.

⤷ well, more like you went to the rink, todo was struggling to stand up. you went back to him and helped his to the rink. he thanked you and attempted to skate

⤷ keyword- attempted.

⤷ he busted his ass.

⤷ you snickered to yourself and attempted to help him up.

⤷ key word- attempted.

⤷ you busted YOUR ass.

⤷ now you both are on the floor looking like boo-boo the fool 😔👊🏽

⤷ but its okay! you two eventually got up and you helped todoroki with skating. he quickly learned how to skate and was skating like a pro on the rink.

⤷ you two raced and todoroki won majority of the time, but you were happy that you could teach your boyfriend something.

⤷ you grabbed todoroki’s hands and started to skate backwards while he skated forwards. oh god he loved when you did that.

⤷after you two were tired, the both of you went back to the dorms to be met with the 1-A girls pestering about the date.

⤷ you told them that you would tell them later because you were really tired, and they understood!

⤷ so you two and todoroki both took a shower (separately) and mysteriously not really ended up sleeping in todoroki’s room.

⤷ everyone was surprised when you and todoroki walked out of his room together.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✭・゜・。.

katsuki bakugou

⤷ i think kirishima would bully bakugou into taking you on a date when you two hit 2 weeks.

⤷ “i think bakubro is scared of taking dear old n/n on a daattee~”

⤷ “scared!?! i’ll shOW YOU SCARED-“

⤷ he snatches you from your room and drags you downstairs. literally everyone is watching you being dragged by bakugou and not doing anything.

⤷ “yall hear sum...”

⤷ “hm.. might be the wind.”

⤷ bakugou ignores your pleas and cries of him kidnapping you until you two make it on the train.

⤷ you two sit down on the train and bakugou covers your mouth before you even have the chance to talk.

⤷ “im taking you on a date, nerd. dont get too cocky.”

⤷ you pulled his hand down a little whispered, “where?” 🥺

⤷ “you’ll see! just.. shut up..” he looked away with the ᴛɪɴᴇsᴛ blush on his face. you decided to not pester him with it, so you just lay your head on his shoulders and closed your eyes.

⤷ holy fuck, he loves that.

⤷ when the train stopped, he grabbed your hand and walked out of the train. you two were walking for a good bit until you two stopped at.....

⤷ a carnival!

⤷ your eyes lit up as you looked at the bright lights, tents, and the P R I Z E S

⤷ you went behind bakugou, wrapped your arms around his waist, and buried the side of your head to his back.

⤷ “thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU!!”

⤷ bakugou patted your hands and hummed.

⤷ “alright loser,” he unwrapped your arms, guided you in front of him, rested his head on your shoulder, and wrapped his arms around your torso. “lets not waste my time. i got shit to do.”

⤷ you giggled as you both walked inside of the carnival.

⤷ you both first went to get some food. you got a funnel cake while bakugou got a hot and spicy turkey leg 😳

⤷ he kept on sticking it in your face and you kept on running away while he was hot on your trail, waving the turkey leg around 😔

⤷ after you two were done eating, you two played games!!

⤷ he won you many prizes 🥺 including an ugly ass bear that you B EG GED him to throw away.

⤷ he forces you to keep it 😔

⤷ on the plus side, you got a v cute panda bear ! you named him suki 💕

⤷ after that, you two went to the photo booth!!

⤷ he tried to back away from it, but you shoved him into the photo booth.

⤷ i wish i could draw so i didnt have to describe the poses

⤷ first picturee!!! : you made a peace sign and smiled while bakugou was in the back with his hands folded.

⤷ second picturee!!! : you and bakugou were both staring at each other

⤷ third pictureee!!! : your finger was stuck in between bakugou’s neck and head (youre tickling his neck 🤪👊🏽) while he has a smile on his face

⤷ fourth picturee!!! : he was staring at you while you had a cheeky grin on your face. #noregrets ✨

⤷ you two got out and you quickly grabbed the two print outs before bakugou even had the chance to rip them to shreds.

⤷ he stared at you for a little bit and snatch one from your hand.

⤷ the amount of ST RE S S you were under when he snatched it from you 😐

⤷ he stared at the pictures for a couple of seconds and shoved it in his pocket while grumbling about something and walking away from you

⤷ you smiled and ran up to him. you swear for a faint second he had a smirk on his face. oh well 🤪

⤷ when you came back, the bakusquad stared at you two.

⤷ bats eyelashes BLA N K S T A R E 👁👄👁

⤷ but mina completely took you away from bakugou and shoved you into the hallway.

⤷ “soo... how was it??”

⤷ you thought for a second before replying.

⤷ “best first date ever.”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✭・゜・。.

eijiro kirishima

⤷ baby boy already had this day planned since he first SAW YOU

⤷ not tryna be on some yandere stuff but LOOK AT YOU!!

⤷ how could he NOT think about you!!

⤷ anyways, on the weekend, kirishima knocks at your door.

⤷ you answer it and he grabs both of your shoulders.

⤷ “are you free right now?”

⤷ “ye-“

⤷ congratulations, you are officially being dragged away by kirishima.

⤷ you decided not to question his frantic tactics and just let him lead you.

⤷ lmaooo yolo bitches 🤪

⤷ you guys have been running around town until you two arrived at a.....

⤷ arcadee!!!!!

⤷ he literally DRAGGED you in and got a shit ton of tokens.

⤷ “y/n, come on!! unless you feel like getting beat today!”

⤷ “ohh... this is war...”

⤷ and thus the war between y/n and kirishima started <3

⤷ you two played lots of games in the arcade and even ate some snacks as a mini truce.

⤷ you two were racing on the motorcycle next.

⤷ you got on the motorcycle and look to your right, waiting on kirishima.

⤷ then you felt a body behind you and hands wrap around your torso.

⤷ you jumped and looked back to be met with your dopey boyfriend having a big grin on his face.

⤷ “i was thinking that we could do this together.” 🥺

⤷ “if we’re doing this together, youre driving.”

⤷ diDNT HAVE TO TELL HIM TWICE.

⤷ he jumped up to the front and grabbed on to the handles. you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your head on his shoulder.

⤷ holy fuck he loves you.

⤷ he let you choose all of the motorcycle styles, the person, and the location. what a manly thing to do 🥺

⤷ “i should get a motorcycle when i get my license!”

⤷ he crashed into a tree.

⤷ he completely ignores it.

⤷ but at the end he does get first place soo... 😎 yolo

⤷ but little do you know... he was recording you two!

⤷ he’s glad he did because he loved to look over to his phone and see you concentrating on the screen 🥺

⤷ he cant believe you’re his wtf.

⤷ anyways, when the competition was over, you were the winner by 14 points!! (kiri probably let you win but whatever 🤪)

⤷ you two decided to save up your points for the next time you come.

⤷ going back to the dorm was a peaceful walk. you two walked, hand in hand, and basked in each others presence. <3

.・。.・゜✭・.・✭・゜・。.

taglists!!

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@wasting-away-on-the-internet

𝑏𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑔𝑜𝑢’𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑘𝑢ℎ𝑜𝑒𝑠

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[skinnyghosttears]

May 21, 2021

9:27 am

Mom just told me that today I have to help her and I will probably have no time to go and buy the hair dye :') And now I should get up from this bed and walk the older dog since mom had no time fo do it before work.

I also have to exercise like hell this morning so why cant I get up?

I feel good in terms of bloating for now, I know I have to go to the bathroom but the emptiness of my stomach is so 🥰🥰🥰.

10:08 am

Weighted myself because Im a dumb bitch? Yes. But im 59,4kg???? I dont trust the scale so I'll weight myself again before lunch, but holy shit if Im really ar this point tomorrow I will eat pizza with less guilt. I planned the weekend already and since my grandma will come here on sunday I will do some cinnamon buns. I will do them really small and I'll allow me to eat 2 of them since Im at 287kcal for the rest of the day. If cooking will turn them too big I will eat just one but none of those days will be a cheat day and Im so relieved. I was so sad and demotivated, idk how I managed to come back to this weight, but Im fine with it and now I feel less tempted to binge because I cant wait to see a 58 on the scale.

10:40 am

Im on the cyclette but even if Im working out really slow I feel like I will faint soon so maybe I will not reach my goal of burned cals today. Maybe I can split in two sessions and do the second one after dinner.

11:33 am

Burned 500kcal on the cyclette and used some little weights. I have time to do more but Im really worried to faint. Its fine tho, I'll eat something like 559kcal today so Im sure I already did enough.

5:00 pm

Ate more nuts that how I planned but I still counted them and im eating thise for weightloss, so its fine. I was craving something sweet after lunch but I ended drinking a diet coke. Now we are out wih mom and I bought my hair dye so tomorrow I'll be half blonde or half bald :) now we'll go to the store so I can buy pickles and fruit. Im still really tired but I'll try to exercise after dinner.

8:52 pm

Ate a total of 921kcal today. Burned 500 on the cyclette plus the walks and other stuff that I didnt count. I dont feel full, but Im gonna use the cyclette again before bedtime.

Tomorrow I'll try to exercise both during the day and after dinner, so I should be good with the pizza.

Ngl I feel really bad for todays calories, but 1/3 of them were nuts and I dont regret eating those since they are healthy for heart and hair. Im scared because tomorrow I'll eat another 900kcal, I'll try to burn everything but still, I hope the scale will not be a bitch in the morning. Sunday will be better, and the next week I'll eat normally.

[psychovigilantewrites]

Just Drunken Talks

Pairing: Jason Todd/Reader

Genre: Drabble smut

Word Count: 1,305

A/N: I wanted to try out something different and new after I read a fic written in a similar style on ao3. I thought it was a nice challenge and I definitely had a lot of fun writing this! It was supposed to be SFW but uhm you guys know me and you guys know I just cant resist writing smut hehe enjoy!

Masterlist

Ko-fi

You should head to bed, Princess. You’re drunk.”

“I- I’m not drunk. Just a lil’ tipsy s’all.”

“Sweetheart, you’re definitely drunk.”

“How would you know, huh?”

“Coz you’re looking at me funny.”

“Maybe because you’re funny lookin’, Jay- hey, don’t roll your eyes at me!”

“Come on, I’ll carry you to bed.”

“It’s fine, I can sleep on the couch right here.”

“The last time you slept on the couch you complained about back aches the whole week. Come on, let me help you up.”

“But, Jaaaaaaay.”

“What is it?”

“I just want to stay here with you for a bit. Please? You hardly come home anymore. It’s just mission after mission. You’re my housemate but you’re barely home.”

“You got me here the whole weekend, sweetie.”

“Please, Jay? Let me cuddle up next to you like this just a little longer.”

“Fine. But you gotta stop with the funny looks.”

“What funny looks?”

“You know, with those eyes.”

“Are you sure you’re not drunk too, Jason?”

“Yes! You keep on giving me those weird eyes.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“See, you’re doing it again! Stop looking at me like- like-”

“Like what?”

“Like you want to sex me up or something.”

“Maybe I do, Jay.”

“Woah, woah, what’re you doing?”

“M’trying to kiss you. Comere.”

“Princess, you are drunk outta your mind. No.”

“Please.”

“No way in hell.”

“Please, Jay?”

“Fuck- stop that.”

“I haven’t even moved, Jay.”

“No, stop with the voice.”

“Now you have a problem with my voice?”

“Yes, you’re making it sound all weird and sexy.”

“Are you sure it’s not because I’m pleading?”

“Pretty sure it’s because you’re making it extra sultry on purpose.”

“Do you like it?”

“Like it? N- I mean, yeah- but, that’s not the point!”

“What’s the point, baby?”

“Fuck, fuck. The point is, you’re killin’ me.”

“I just want a kiss, baby. That’s all I want.”

“Stop calling me that.”

“But I like calling you that. And from what I can see, you do, too.”

“What? What are you- oh, fuck. No, this is because you’ve been frisky with me all night.”

“Hmm, I still made you hard without even touching you, though.”

“When you look at me like that, and make your stupid voice sound like that, it’s enough to make anyone hard.”

“So it is because of my voice? You’re being inconsistent, Jason.”

“Incon- wait, what the fuck? Are you even drunk anymore?”

“Just a bit tipsy.”

“Fuck, you scheme like Bruce.”

“Thank you.”

“It’s not a compliment.”

“Can you kiss me now?”

“What- no! You’re still under the influence.”

“I thought you liked me, Jason.”

“I do. I do like you.”

“But just as a friend?”

“You know we’re more than just friends, sweetheart.”

“Like, best friends?”

“Sure……. Why are you pouting like that?”

“Nevermind. This was a mistake. Forget this ever happened. I’m heading to bed.”

“Hey, come on. Don’t go. Sit back down here. That’s right. Now, you know I can’t kiss you when you’re drunk. It’s not right.”

“It’s not just about that.”

“Then what is it about?”

“I… I don’t know. I don’t think I should tell you.”

“Well now that you’ve brought it up, you just gotta.”

“It’s not that simple, Jason.”

“Look. We’ve known each other for like, what? Eight years now? Since we first met in Titans Tower? Sure, I died for a bit in between, but we’ve been housemates for like, the past two and a half years?”

“So?”

“So, you can trust me. You can tell me anything and I won’t judge. You know that.”

“I’m scared.”

“Of what?”

“That it’ll ruin things between us.”

“Hey. Nothing can ruin things between us. You can try to shoot me and I’ll still forgive you. So are you going to tell me?”

“Fine.”

“Jesus Christ, sweetheart, it’s been a whole minute! You gonna tell me or not?”

“Ugh, fine, I like you, okay? I’ve… I’ve caught the feels, or whatever.”

“That’s cool.”

“Seriously?”

“What?”

“That’s your response? Fuck, I knew I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“I’m just messin’ with you, come on. I like you, too.”

“Like, more than just best friends?”

“Definitely. Had a crush on you since Titans.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Wanted to bash Roy’s head in when he was flirting with you.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Why didn’t you, baby?”

“Did you just call me baby?”

“Yeah. You like it?”

“I kinda do.”

“Good.”

“Jason?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you kiss me now?”

“Are you drunk?”

“I told you, I was tipsy!”

“And are you still tipsy?”

“I kinda never was…”

“What?”

“I pretended to be drunk so I can make a move on you. And if it didn’t work out I could just blame it on the alcohol.”

“No wonder. You were too sharp to be drunk.”

“So can you ki- mmpf!”

“Fuck, baby. Been wanting to do that since forever.”

“Me too.”

“Comere. Sit on my lap. Yeah, straddle me like that. God, you’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Mmmm, fuck! Do that again.”

“You like it when I bite your lip?”

“Yes, just not too- ow! I said not too hard, dumbass!”

“Ow! Why’d you smack me like that!”

“Because you’re such a- oh, god. Oh, God, Jay.”

“I love it when you wear these shorts. So flimsy. So easy to slip aside and-”

“Ah, fuck!”

“Do me a favor and take off your top for me, baby.”

“Anything you say, Jay.”

“Such a good girl. Fuck, I’ve always wanted to see your tits. I’ve always wanted to…”

“Hnngh, shit, Jason. Keep- keep sucking. God, please don’t stop. Fuck, let me take off your-”

“Ah, fuck. Straight at it, huh?”

“So big, Jason. Want to choke on it. Can I choke on it?”

“Fuck, baby, don’t talk like that while you’re stroking me.”

“Why not?”

“Because- fuck- because you’re gonna make me come too soon.”

“But I want your cock inside my throat, Jason.”

“Some other time. I want to feel your pussy. Come here.”

“Oh my god. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck fuck fuck, Jason.”

“Fuck, you’re so tight, holy shit. You feel so good around me, baby girl.”

“Ah!”

“Oh, you like it when I rub your clit while you ride me?” 

“Don’t stop!”

“Fuck, look at those tits bounce. Fuck! So fucking sexy.”

“Jason. Oh, Jason, oh, fuck.”

“You wanna come, sweetheart?”

“Yes!”

“Wanna come all over my cock?”

“Yes, Jason, please.”

“You gotta wait a bit, okay? Wait for me, and we’ll come together. Can you do that?”

“Hnng, I’ll try.”

“No trying, baby. Can you or can you not?”

“I can!”

“There’s a good girl. So fucking good for me.”

“Fuuuuck.”

“Okay, baby, you ready?”

“Yes!”

“You ready to come with me?”

“Yes, Jason, yes!

“Okay, come with me, baby. Come with- fuck. Fuck. Ah, fuck, fuck fuck. Fuuuck.”

“Oh, shit.”

“Here, let me take it out-”

“Ah! Slowly, asshole!”

“Sorry, baby. My bad. Shit, I came a lot in you. Fuck, do you need the pill? I’ll run to the pharmacy.”

“It’s okay, I’m on birth control.”

“Ah shit, my cum is just dripping out of you.”

“Mmm, feels good.”

“Babe, don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Rub my cum all over your pussy like that. You’re gonna make me hard again.”

“Good. We’ve got the whole weekend, don’t we?”

“Yes, we do. Though, we might get some noise complaints. You were pretty loud.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No, no, no. I loved it. Now that asshole down the hall will know you’re mine.”

“Am I?”

“Of course- unless. Unless you don’t want to be. I mean, it’s fine if you don’t. I won’t be mad or-”

“Of course I do, Jason. But on one condition.”

“Anything.”

“Come back more? Please?”

“Oh, baby, I’ll hang around you so much, you’re gonna be begging for me to leave.”