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minhosimthings · 11 months ago

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Lancey or Lancey

Symphony Smut Series Day 5: Lancey Foxx's Lancey or Lancey

Lyric: Took her to Paris, she took her panties off

Pairings: Bf!Felix × fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, fingering, p in v sex, overstimulation, lingerie kink, Frottage, implied use of pheromone, dom!felix, sub!reader, protected sex, reader orgasms like 3 times, fluffy at the end (sorta), smut with plot

A/N: sorry for delaying day 5 everyone! I had to release my Christmas headcannons yesterday so I couldn't really post this. But we are back on track! So enjoy my urge for Felix to buy my lingerie, through this stupid oneshot.

THE SYMPHONY SMUT SERIES MASTERLIST

"Felix tell me you're kidding right now."

"Hmm." Your boyfriend put his finger to his temple, pretending to playfully think, "I think.... Nope!"

You could have screamed out loud right there. But instead of damaging your boyfriend's ears, you decided to damage his heart, by filling it with too much love, by hugging him almost to the point of his ribs breaking.

"I love, I love you, and I love you." You kissed every part of his face after every 'i love you'. His freckles, his nose and finally his lips, where you loved to be the most.

"I can't believe we're going to Paris." You slumped back on the bed, not being able to realise that you had Paris tickets clutched in your hands.

"Me neither darling." Felix leaned closer to you, encasing your waist in his arms, his grip sending tingles throughout your body, "Oh and I have a surprise for you."

"Don't tell me you got me lingerie." You rolled your eyes at him playfully, "Lix, for god's sake you already bought me so much crap."

"But this is special, I promise!" Felix scrunched his nose at you, before reaching over and taking out a box from underneath the bed.

"You hid it under my bed for how long exactly?" You raised your brow at his weird hiding spot, "Wait so this is why you were searching for your missing sock under my bed!?"

Felix chuckled, his deep voice pulsating throughout your body like electroshock. "You never clean the underside of your bed, so it became the perfect hiding place."

The box he held in his hands was about the size of a shoebox, completely covered in pink ribbons and lace and whatnot. It was pretty, you had to admit, but you were confused about whether Felix was getting you a box or lingerie.

"Open it princess." Felix nudged the box into your arms, "You'll like it, I promise."

You had often gotten lingerie as gifts from your boyfriend, with all of them almost becoming your daily wear. But he had never gotten you something like this.

"Liz is this-" "A lingerie dress? Yes princess, yes it is."

You stared at felix in awe, before snapping your head back to the white cloth in the box. It was pretty, made up of, what you assumed was white silk, with lace ribbons decorating the neckline perfectly.

"But, but, but, this isn't the surprise."

You looked up at Felix with confusion clouding your eyes, which made him chukle at how adorable you were.

"So the surprise is-" Felix said, in a hyperbole voice, "I get to fuck you in these in Paris."

"That's the surprise?" You scoffed, at how underwhelming it was, "We could fuck-"

"And you get no sex until we get to Paris and you're in this beautiful piece of art."

It was as if you got a slap to your face when you heard Felix's words echo through your mind.

"Lee Felix Yongbok." You glared at him, "Tell me you're joking."

"Nope." Felix leaned back against the bedframe, his shirt riding up slightly to reveal his abs, "Let's just say this is payback for making me love no nut November on purpose."

"So what is this then? Death by No Dick December?" You glared at him, as he sealed you tighter in his arms.

"Impatient aren't you?" Felix mumbled into your ear, rubbing his hand against your leggings, "Patience is a good virtue darling."

"Not when your dick is literally rubbing against my pussy."

A week passed and you were finally in the land of romance and love and roses and croissants.

A week with none of your favourite food in your mouth or in your pussy. Felix enjoyed it, the way you were basically on your knees for him, but you weren't a sore loser, so you kept the game up, with the help of your trusty vibrator.

But now, it was the real game.

After you enjoyed some nice croissants by a quaint cafe and petted a lot of stray cats, you headed back to your hotel, side-eyeing Felix all along the way who had not a clue about all the breakdowns you were about to have. Your cunt was itching to the point of destruction, and his dick was the only way of peace.

"Well aren't you gorgeous now?"

The room was more dimly lit than it was when you had entered it, the smell of lavender intoxicating you, courtesy to Felix's new perfume.

"Come 'ere." Felix opened his arms, as you silently walked towards him, the chill breeze from the open window giving you goosebumps. The material of the lingerie was thinner than you had anticipated, basically transparent, but then you reminded yourself that this was what Felix liked the most. And if you obeyed properly like his good princess, he would give you the medicine to your poor cunt.

"Fuck you're like a goddess." Felix's hands traced over your barely clothes thighs, leaving marks with his mouth on your collarbone, making you whimper.

"What do you want princess?" Felix chuckled. Teasing you was always fun, "My cock hmm? Use your big girl words now, come on. We don't wanna disappoint the city of love do we?"

"Ah fuck Lix!" Your voice vibrated off of the walls as felix squeezed the inner walls of your thigh, the desperation of him had been so high that even a tiny squeeze was already getting you wet, "Need your cock please!"

"Good girl."

He chuckles at how needy you sound, but at the same time, your voice has blood rushing to his cock while his head swirls with desire. He shifts his own hips, subtly pressing his erection against your ass. His eyes flutter at the minute pleasure. He grows more bold, and his hand rubs your hip before coasting up your side to your chest, giving your breast a gentle squeeze.

You whimper louder and squirm. He squeezes again softly while lowering his head to your neck to lay some tender kisses on the side of your throat. His palm leaves your tits and smooths down over your tummy in the direction of your panties.

Cautiously, he maneuvers his hand past the waistband and dips into your cunt. He cups your pussy, feeling the heat radiating off the area. A single finger slides between your folds in almost an exploratory touch. He feels your slick all over his digit.

He begins to use another finger, sliding the two up and down through your wetness. You roll onto your back, your breasts rising and falling as your breath gets heavier. Your thighs spread a little as if you subconsciously sensed his presence between your legs.

“I’m right here, sweetheart. I’ve got you,” he murmurs, his voice huskier with arousal this time around.

You cry out as his fingers brush against those same spots that brought you to the finish last time. Your hips twitch, and you grip his thighs as your peak rises within you. Moments later your cumming all over his fingers, sucking in a harsh breath as a second release courses through you, even more intense then the last.

His free arm keeps you secure against his chest while rubbing your side soothingly. The heel of his other palm roughly massages your clit as his fingers pump in and out.

As soon as you seem to be coming down, Felix lifts you up again, tugging your clothes off and moving your body around like a doll to get you in the position he wants. You were definitely more pliant after two orgasms, but you could also see how the weeks without pussy had been paying off. He was getting better.

He has you on your back now, thighs against your chest and knees hooked over his arms. Again, he had no patience to tease right now, so after pushing his sweats down to mid thigh, he takes his cock and slides it in you with no hesitation. He groans as your hole takes him in, your walls pulsing around him even after he bottoms out.

Your eyes droop at the stretch. It always felt so satisfying, having him buried balls deep in you. As close as he could possibly be. No fear of him leaving or pain of being separated. You whine and reach up to pull him closer.

“Perfect pussy’s made for me,” he grunts while snapping his hips, “Miss it every second I’m not inside it.”

“Lix” you whine, “Harder. Wanna feel it.”

He moans at your plea but indulges you, grabbing you harder, pressing your legs higher, filling you deeper.

He fucks into you over and over, stoking the flames within himself, trying to build to that explosion. You were so tight, so warm. He hums another low moan and whimpers softly as he feels it right there. He gasps softly before holding you tighter and muttering in your ear.

“Good… good girl,” he moans before his hips buck wildly and he finally releases.

You finish for a third time. You cling to him tight as the euphoria washes over you again. Locking your legs around his hips, you keep your face pressed to the warm skin of his neck as it goes through you. You feel the hot flood of cum he fucks into you. His chest is heaving now too as he recovers from the high.

He stays on top of you for a moment before pulling out. You cling harder upon losing that full feeling. He smiles at your desire to be close to him and gives you one more kiss before sitting up.

"Well-" Felix's deep voiced chuckle vibrates throughout your body, "That was fucking good."

"First of all-" you sleepily say, "Fuck you for depriving me of all that good dick for a week." You glare at him, "Second of all, I want more lingerie like this."

"Whatever you say darling." Felix shrugs his shoulders, supporting you a little straighter against his figure, "You know Paris does have really good lingerie."

Taglist: @ramenoil @mynameisniya150 @demigodmahash + whoever wants to be tagged the list is open!

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last-starry-sky · 5 months ago

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put your ear to my heart // or set your teeth against my throat

shifter/monster!price x f!reader (this was written for @the-californicationist's nameless challenge, so he isn't named, but Price was def. my inspiration!)

[NSFW - MDNI - MIND THE WARNINGS: ~1k, mentions of murder, blood and gore, minor character death (reader’s bf), pet names, implied abuse of power, kidnapping, monster fucking (extra hair, claws, and teeth mentioned but nothing specific), unprotected piv sex, biting, crying, noncon/dubcon, mating press, cumming inside, unsanitary sex? (idk what to say here lmao), breeding kink (mentions of rutting and pregnancy), fingering, oral.]

Something lives in these woods.

A shapeshifter. A monster. Something you should stay away from. It lurks in those hills. Made a home somewhere in those thousands of dense trees in the forest around the mountain. This place has been it’s home for ages longer than this area has been a national park, you see.

It belongs to him. Not to you.

It doesn’t mind making one or two of those asshole "campers" or "hikers" disappear when they wander into his home, disrespecting his land either. This thing, it’s careful too. Nothing like how an animal would kill. Too smart. Too clean. Something that leaves nothing behind but an abandoned campsite. A smear of blood on a tree. A forgotten boot in a stream. A missing persons report growing colder by the year.

You don’t have to worry though, miss. You seem nice enough. You take only photographs, leave only footprints when you visit. Every single time. You stupid, silly thing. I guess it’s for the best that the loud, stupid man that you brought with you - he was your boyfriend, you said? shame - never came back from taking a piss in the middle of the night.

See, he didn’t follow the rules. Put out the fire. Stay on the trails. Never go anywhere alone. He didn’t care to learn that they weren’t your rules. They’re his rules, and now it’s too late for him.

It’s okay, little lady. I know you’re scared. It’s only natural when things like this happen in the dead of night! So how about you pack up your backpack and I give you a ride to the nearest ranger station? Doesn’t that sound like a good idea? It’s about to get awfully cold, and with your friend - sorry, boyfriend - missing, I can’t leave you alone out here.

The cabin is nice and cozy. I know you’ll like it. I’ll radio in the missing person - never mind that it’s supposed to piss rain for the next few days. The search team will never find what’s left of the body - and make you some hot cocoa. Strip down, let your soaked clothes dry by the fire, then you can curl up in my bed, sleep off this whole terrible situation.

Shame how those two people went missing last summer. That couple, remember? They found the guy a couple miles from the campsite I heard. Nasty stuff. Probably a grizzly or wolf from the damage. The rangers didn’t have much to show the cops by the time they were able to get there. Shit like this always happens right before the worst fucking weather, I swear. It was enough for a death certificate at least. The poor girl was never found, though. Heard she was a pretty experienced hiker. Loved that park, too. I sure hope they find her one day, even just to give her parents closure.

Meanwhile; you, miss missing person, are curled up safely in the strong, hairy arms of the thing that took rescued you that night. He covers you in flannel and furs, with enough wood next to the fire to keep it going through the night. No need for you to even think of leaving his hidden little love nest. He likes to hold you, your naked bodies twined together. He pets your hair and whispers sweet nothings about how perfect you are, how lucky he is, while you sleep curled into his chest.

His claws and canines emerge unintentionally at the thought of your shit-bag dead boyfriend. The thought of anyone besides him ever having you, of taking you away from him, it makes him see red. Makes him want to howl at the moon.

Don’t worry though, pet. He’ll slake the worst of his bestial need far away from you. Tear into some flesh, drink their warm blood. Their dying screams a background hum to the pounding in his ears.

You enjoy seeing him after a kill. He’ll return to you: sauntering up bold and naked, hair matted to his body with sweat and gore, mud spattered up to his thighs. He’s still in the in-between: thick body-hair not yet all the way receded, claws clacking the wood floor, mouth full of long, sharp teeth.

How sweet it is when you wipe their unworthy blood from his mouth before you tiptoe up to kiss him.

You act so gentle then, but he knows you’ll keen and cry for him to take you harder. Let his claws dent your soft flesh. Leave love bites, wet and red, down your neck. So open and soft and destructible for him. He loves to tear into you, cock pounding you speechless. Sometimes you cry, wet rivers running down your flushed cheeks, breathlessly begging too much. Your cunt doesn’t lie though. You’ve been soaked from the very beginning, only getting wetter once he pushed your legs to your chest to rail you into the bed. He’ll cum with a long, low growl, nuzzled into your neck. His cock emptying against your cervix.

Blood, mud, cum, sweat, rain, slick. It coats his happy trail, hair painting your belly as he fucks you. He loves seeing the mess he makes of you. His hands grip your thighs, holding you open, as he watches his cum ooze from his woman’s raw hole. Fuck he can’t wait to breed you. Come fall his rut will hit with those first long, cool nights and then you’ll be his. Permanently his. He’ll watch you grow round and ripe day by day, his little monster inside you, as you tuck in for the winter.

For now, though, he’ll have to be content with fingering your ruined pussy open. His tongue lapping over your neglected clit, sucking at you slowly until you quiver beneath him. You try to push him away, but he won’t move until he gets his fill. He’ll grunt, ignoring you to focus on slurping every bit of sweetness from your folds, leaving you clean and perfect once again.

He may be an animal in the shape of a man. He maims and murders. He kidnapped you, forced you to live this life. He never gave you a choice. Never will. But he will always eat you out until you’re shaking, crying out his name into the night air. You’ll always look at him so softly after, patting his cheek or ruffling his hair, as he catches his breath against your belly. It doesn’t matter how rough he was, how much blood is caked in his hair or mud there is underneath his nails. Right now, laying together sweating, panting like dogs: he is yours and you are his.

He’ll silently pull you to curl up in bed with him. Just like he always does. And you’ll fall into the warmth of his body, like you always do. Caressing your body, running his fingers through your hair. You sigh and sound so at peace. It makes him wonder if you would leave if you had the chance. Maybe, just maybe, this is right where you always wanted to be.

a/n: i SWEAR i was just trying to get back into the groove of writing daily, just wanted to jot this idea down in my random ideas doc, and this happened :x thank you very much to @gemmahale for linking me to the challenge! I hope you all enjoy and have fun guessing the entries!

The title is from the song “the garden” by the crane wives.

#mw2 #starry writes #cali's nameless challenge #price/reader #cod fanfic #call of duty #cod mw2 #cod x reader #aaaand he is revealed! eat well price girlies

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brookeluvs · 11 months ago

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୨୧⊹₊ ˚ ----- 𝐁𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 (fluff version ୨୧)

ʷᵉˡᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵖᵃᵍᵉ !! song link !! summary: boyfriend matt sturniolo headcanons ౨ no gender specified

୨୧⊹₊ ˚ ----- 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓

(bf matt's love language +emotional moments)

first of all matt would be the most loving caring boyfriend you'd ever have. he will always take care of you, and make sure your okay. he loves hugging you whenever he gets the chance (we luv a clingy bf.) he always has to have some kind of physical contact with you. holding your hand, hugging you, rubbing your arm, hugging your waist, kissing you; it has to be something. so with that he hates when you go into your "silent, non-touchy, moments" whenever you guys get into a argument. eventually you'll let him in, I mean you can't help but hug on him. he's the type to cry when you cry. he hates to see you in pain or un-happy, he will do literally anything to make you forget about what your crying about or whatever is hurting you. he hugs you or cuddles you really close and just repeats that you'll be okay and that he's right there with you.

୨୧⊹₊ ˚ ----- 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐑

(bf matt's humor)

he always makes sarcastic jokes, or come back with sarcastic answers. somedays it makes you laugh and somedays it just pisses you off.

"look matt the cat is meowing !!" you say pointing at the cat. "ya think?" he says rolling his eyes smiling. "whatever matt.." you playfully hit him.

he loves to see you kinda annoyed at him sometimes. he thinks you look cute when your slightly pissed off. he literally can't help but let out a small smile when you give him a annoyed glare.

୨୧⊹₊ ˚ ----- 𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒

(bf matt's pet names for you)

babe/baby

cutie/cutie-patootie

your name

my love (whenever he's feeling romantical)

my one and only (when he's feeling lowk protective)

you can't tell this man won't call you honey every now and then.

୨୧⊹₊ ˚ ----- 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒

(daily occurrences that would occur with bf matt)

if you matt was on tour you'd get daily check in's. he'll ask you if your okay, how's your day, if you miss him, and he'll tell you how the tour went. you could hear him smile through the phone. he'll always end his calls with, "i miss you..like alot but I'll see you soon enough !!" usually chris interrupts the call with saying something for example "you guys should get married." "this kid matt is literally obsessed with you", and nick would have to tell him to "shut-up, and to let the two love birds talk."

lots of cuddling, and movie watching.

lots and lots of kisses.

playfights.

watching cooking/baking shows together.

baking/cooking together.

୨୧⊹₊ ˚ ----- 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐔𝐏𝐒𝐄𝐓/𝐒𝐀𝐃

things that you do that make him upset/sad

when you talk down on yourself. he hates whenever you pick yourself apart in-front of him, he thinks your the prettiest girl in the world. "your not even fat/skinny, your the perfect size to me, and that's all the matters.. okay?" he doesn't say this in any harsh tone just natural, the only time he gets upset is when you don't listen to him on his words and still pick on yourself.

whenever you talk to any other guy. that's one of his bad traits. he is overly protective. he doesn't want you talking to any guy, sometimes he doesn't like when you talk to his own brothers. he tends to hide this trait but sometimes it comes out. he always has that one facial expression, that's obvious that he's upset. he stands his arms folded licking his upper teeth giving a death glare to however your talking to. matt is somewhat an insecure guy himself in someways and somedays he thinks anyone you talk to is more attractive, and better than him. that's why he gets so antsy.

when you get upset at him for no reason (I feel like this is pretty self-explanatory)

୨୧⊹₊ ˚ ----- 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘

things that you do that make him happy

whenever you play with his hair.

you get all clingy and cuddly

seeing you smile

seeing you talk about something your passionate about

when your confident

whenever you make jokes with him.

comment any other headcanons about bf matt !!

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo fanfic #fanfic #fluff #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo fluff fanfic #sturniolo triplets fluff #sturniolo triplets fluff fanfic

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everestica · 2 years ago

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'*•.¸♡Ace, Azul, Silver, and Riddle x Reader: Them As Boyfriends!♡¸.•*'

➳ Warnings : SPOILERS FOR THE FIRST BOOK IN RIDDLE’S (And Possibly Spoilers for Silver’s??)

➳ Notes: Ahh its been so long since I have posted and I totally forgot to post on my birthday so this is my peace offering lol, I will start on my requests again asap!!<3 Thanks for the patience guys, I Love y’all!

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.───

✩ Ace ✩

♡ - Bf!Ace is always looking for a reason to spend more time with you.

♡ - Ace really dose care for you and love you but he definitely goes about it in ways that you would never get that he was trying to show his love for you, for example, tripping you when your already late for class, making you even more late earning you detention, and you might be wondering, “well how dose that show that he loves me??” because he also got detention, and just wanted to spend more time with you, and it’s the perfect place since you can’t leave

♡ - I have written for like like one other time and I’m sticking by it, he loves having you over, and seriously can’t sleep with out you around, now will be say that he can, absolutely, but can he actually? Hell no, ask litterly anybody in the dorm, even freaking Che’nya, and they would tell you that he can’t sleep when your not around.

♡ - On a side note tho, totally begs Riddle to let you come to un-birthday parties with him, as his “plus 1” and yes he says it like that, he thinks it sounds fancier so Riddle will actually let him bring you to the party. Riddle is just glad that he stops bugging him so much and if there is rule-breaking he normally doesn’t know about it because he’s normally with you and out of sight of him.<3

✩ Azul ✩

♡ - Bf!Azul just loves being around you.

♡ - Now while Azul is hella busy with taking care of the Mostro lounge, School, and Being the Dorm Leader of Octavinelle, but that doesn’t mean that he isn’t around sometimes

♡ - And by that I mean, there always was an extra chair in the back of his office, and he was gonna end up taking it out at some point but when the two of you started dating and you ended up sitting in that extra chair most of the time when you did visit he decided that it should probably just stay because you were normally in his office and if it wasn’t there where were you gonna sit?

♡ - Eventually utually the chair ended up moving closer to his desk and so when ever you needed help with something he was right there or if he was over working himself again you were right there to tell him to take a break and were always welcoming him with open arms.<3

✩ Silver ✩

♡ - Bf!Silver loves feeling like he can protect you from anything.

♡ - As you might know, Silver is one of Malleus’s Retainers, and he is always looking out for him, but on the days he isn’t or is just out with you instead, he loves just making sure that your okay and that if you need anything he is always right there

♡ - For Example, Bullies will never come to close to you now knowing that not only is your boyfriend a part of Diasomnia, but also he works under Malleus, that’s like asking for death if they come even close to you when he is around, but if you ever do get bullied by somebody who doesn’t know then as soon as Silver hears about this he is either 1. On his way to take care of the bully, or 2. Trying to find you to make sure that your okay and that you don’t need any medical attention like stat.

♡ - Now Silver also falls asleep a lot so normally when you come over to Diasomnia to find him he normally isn’t there and Lilia is already trying to find him, but when he sees you he face brightens up as you know most of the spots that he normally is asleep in, but if by chance you were with him when he falls asleep then good luck trying to get out of his arms if you have somewhere to be, we already know how buff that man is, so I guess your missing your Flight class again (just hope your grade doesn’t get as low as Azul’s..)<3

✩ Riddle ✩

♡ - Bf!Riddle only excuses you (sometimes) from the mass amounts of the Queen’s Rules

♡ - Riddle has always lived under a bunch of expectations and rules, and before you even started dating him you knew that, but when you really found out the most about him was when he finally started to be a little more lenient with the 810 rules of the Heartslabyul dorm.

♡ - But when it came to you, it was almost like most of the rules didn’t even matter anymore to him, oh you had some coffee that morning at the unbirthday party, suddenly he totally forgot about that rule because he was to busy studding for the next exam in Trein’s Class.

♡ - Ace will totally call him on it once he saw that you were drinking Black tea in the evening with Riddle sitting right next to you, and he didn’t call you out on it. When Ace walked out of the room he was collard and you were still drinking you black tea.<3

#twister wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #ace trappola x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #twst silver x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader

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isatoru · 6 months ago

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Did i lose you to the bllk boys Sora!! 😭I'll follow you to then ends of the earth if I get to read your writing. IDGAF I'll start a whole ass anime/manga fuck it

(*gripping you by the collar of your shirt btw*)

♡

MY BELOVED ANA!!!!!! i miss u so bad HELLO what a lovely surprise to see u in my inbox... smooching u

LMFAO dude JOIN ME i am in the TRENCHES over isagi (and rin but mostly isagi). i have like. ten fics outlined for him its really bad KJFDGSK and i started one the other day and im like 8k+ words in so far I AM CLOSE TO FINISHING IT AND POSTING SOON THIS WEEK HOPEFULLY LMAO but im so happy about it !!! because i have not had a brainrot over a guy in so long like literally years i feel like and when i watched the anime then caught up on the manga i was like... OUGHGH FINALLY NEW BOYFRIEND ALERT... he's so babyboy i love him to death ;v; <3

U DID NOT LOSE ME THO !! i am also rewatching bnha and will catch up on manga when im done w the anime & my love for kacchan is blossoming again... kiri mayhaps as well...... and deku ofc ;;

i would follow U to the ends of the earth btw <3 PLEASEEE JOIN ME AND WATCH BLUE LOCK (and read it if u want to catch up) I PROMISE U U WONT REGRET THOSE MEN WILL MAKE U HORNY BEYOND WHAT U CAN IMAGINE they r all freaks and weirdos and borderline (if not fully) insane..... not a regular sports manga i assure u

*gripping U by the shirt gently* i feel like if u were to get into blue lock u would LOVE kunigami and raichi cuz of the bkg appeal lmaooo... idk abt rin cuz idk if ur into emo boys lol... ISAGI U MIGHT LOVE hes so babyboy and so perfect bf oughh... MAYBE BAROU and maybeee reo cuz they rich and would spoil u... but i do think u will love kunigami and raichi ESPECIALLY KUNIGAMI bc hes sooos fdjkh i was lowkey a hater when i first met him in the anime cuz i was like "ok hErO" but he does grow on u in the manga lmaoo,, and he would treat u sooo so well. AND THE DICK WOULD NOT DISAPPOINT GOOD HEAVENS he is big he is caked up he is gorjus and hes so perfect boyfriend

#sorry i yapped BUT I PRAY U WATCH IT BC I KNOW U OF ALL PPL WILL LOVE IT its sooo good like #sooo sooo good u would go crazy over the guys im so serious give it a go!!!#im not even recommending u haikyu.u as a priority bc blue l.ock is better than ha.ikyuu to me LMAOO #and its very different its not a regular sports manga at all its phenomenally written #sora.inbox #ana <3 #ILY ANA BELOVED

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hayakawalove · 4 months ago

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I DESPISE GOJO CHEATING ALLEGATIONS SMM OMGG

Can people stop already like please 😭😭

Read on Reddit that people are using this interview question that was asked to gege and he said that “gojo probably wears his sunglasses when he goes out to pick up/meet women” they use this as evidence to back up their bs and say that “gojo probably sleeps with every woman in each prefecture/location in Japan where he has a mission at” 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

And I’m like what??? :|

Since he firstly does not have the time to go and do this as the strongest sorcerer who has so many missions to look after and no time to even eat/sleep…

Also Gege might have said that to troll the gojo fans?? Idk tbh why he said it cuz it doesn’t align with his character.. what do you think?

ALSO there’s this mistranslation line that people are holding onto where it’s clearly stated in Japanese that “gojo can’t open up to his partner emotionally” which makes sense yk since no one understands him a non-sorcerer would think he’s mentally ill and a normal sorcerer can’t be on the same caliber and mind set as him and they turned it into “he’s a serial cheater who gets bored of his partner and would cheat on them”

Do you think gojo would ever get bored of his partner and cheat on them like that’s insanely ridiculous 😭

PLUS the fact that his lover would be used as a leverage and be his weakness and he’s too kind to drag anyone into his dilemma and put their life into a life or death situation CURSES/CURSE USERS ARE ALREADY ENOUGH TROUBLE 😭

And if he were to ever get a lover he would be the most loving LOYAL and caring man ever who would be so clingy to you since he finally found his love and someone he could understand and trust ☹️❤️

NEED YOUR THOUGHTS ABT THESE OUTRAGEOUS CLAIMS PLS!! 💕💕💕

HELLO

I hate those allegations too! He’s just a silly goofy guy…. I haven’t heard that interview about the glasses but thats kinda funny, cause why would gege say that 😭😭

I do see gojo being flirty cause I think he likes attention. I don’t think it ever goes farther than flirting though. He wears his glasses all the time anyway, so it’s not really different that he would wear them when he goes out. You would think he would not wear them, so women could see his eyes and be amazed. Maybe it’s one of those things where he wears them, then lowers them so girls can be amazed. Silly man.

I’ve heard that mistranslation! Well, the one I’ve heard was where gege said he couldn’t be committed to a partner, but the reactions were the same. I wonder if it’s the same mistranslation you’re talking about. Admittedly, this isn’t the best wording gege used, because being committed has a meaning associated to it. Being committed doesn’t always mean being loyal though, and I think this is what gege meant. When he said he doesn’t think gojo would be committed, i think he meant Gojo wouldn’t be focused and “all in” in a relationship. Which I understand. I think it’s fun and sweet to imagine gojo being the perfect bf, I think he would certainly try, but to say he would be that way I think would be to miss aspects of his character. He can’t be all in in a relationship. He’s too busy. He wouldn’t have the mental capacity to give 100% at work/teaching and 100% at a relationship. I DON’T think that means he wouldn’t love you or that he would cheat, it’s just he understands what life gave him so he can’t waste it by living a normal life. I think work would always come first for him, not because he wants it to but because it has to.

The gojo getting bored thing is interesting in my opinion cause. I do think it’d be a bit true. I don’t think he’d cheat or do anything awful like that, but I mean. His entire life has been this big thing so I think he would get bored pretty fast with a lot of different things. I think he would need a partner who could keep up with him and challenge him or offer him something he doesn’t have. I think this is one of the reasons he was such good friends with Suguru, because Suguru didn’t treat him the same as everyone treated him.

I think if Gojo found you/or someone that he would try to give his all, and show his love for you. I think he would be clingy and would be a baby but he would understand realistically that your relationship is never going to be normal. He’s probably gonna be away more than he’ll be at home. He’ll probably cancel on dates if he needs to exorcise a curse. But these things don’t mean he doesn’t love you. I think he would be afraid of you being used as leverage. He does love and care so much! Once he finally finds someone I don’t think he’d ever be able to let go.

People really try to shit on Gojo but not in my house! I am a gojo defender until the day I die

#asks #anon #I think people try to make him seem awful when really all of these flaws with his character really are only flaws in the system and like #he isn’t a bad guy. what are your thoughts? what do you think? thank you for sending this in. this was so fun.

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kawaiicherryblossomperfection · 1 year ago

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no likee this is not a kpop idol manga and it never was im a special interest assasin in the russian mafia and i have no clue who in the world understands my content its just the SUICIDe boys and me and ive been writing manga for only 2 years 11 days and have already figured out my way out of homelessness and poverty which was my main goal of joining the army and i didnt fail in anway besides from the men i chose to dait which is why i will only marry the SUICIDe boys who are asian skateboarders they invented neo mixed motorcycle bitch? no way! i super fucking was only mixed until march 2023 then i went to skateboarder hell and became asian like... full! but i wont get the macbook pro and new bf until next year which i deserve i also deserve no roommate besides my actual bf and a really fucking nice apt in austin tx or portland why? not my choice yea u can try to hire me by contacting me by phone 1800loseadick which will rethink common sense? ew! ur choice faggot when win the second round hey adonis! its desarae our favorite pet i miss u she is not atheist she worships the greek gods literally not the only one at all hey! whats this? ok so no one can off her a one time planet unless they offer me something! 20B thats ok next try harder 20 million thank you ok so next try harder hes a planet hereo no! that wa bad hes a real charmer and her favorite prodigee its a new baby aniyah brooklyn hollins that caused the damage that was done aniyah raped desarae hollins adonis loves her! shit dude echo nigger ew! christmas is canceled stop stop she didnt mean anything by it i love u! wait wait wait i forgot all about the greek gods protecting me ooops! literally no but adonis said no! its worth it reading platos closet theyre not good goddesses theyre the best goddesses of all time thats it so watch ur back am i gonna get enough money to spend things on? do not stop writing antything we will come back to u whats gonna happen to keeho and chanhee? they will die like men die like men in the picture of ernest hemingway are u a goddess now? yes i am! the goddess of suicide literally! she is she is forever young she is greek nationally she is perfect for the job literally theres something wrong with her lets bye bye bitchs! she is now adonis what? sister who has helped a long way! desarae hollins is the goddess of suicide a lovely advesary no we want everything her husbands are dangerous not her! the suicide boys are ok but that was creepy dude even for her! so fuck right off screaming blue it was mee skinnytuna lol this is so funny! we have all the gold so go fuck off dudee nah theyre death theyve got all of her other answers deathy deathy deathy grunge! grunge! grunge! hi ok so send me shit and cash app me $des2838 u made that movie? well my turn to say? yea! so fuck u punch u im a dead grandma these are my kids lets go home to january uh! lalalala back pop

#surfing #delusionals #princeton #bye bye club #bite hurts

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it's munday and i'm gonna be ranking all the lullaby songs let's go gamers.

safety lullaby: kinda mid. off-putting to hear hypno say lines when he's just sampling the pokémon cry for the rest of the mod, but hey he's spitting bars. 4/10.

left unchecked: absolute fucking banger and highly underrated. actually writing my own lyrics to it as we speak. 8/10.

lost cause: literally just noise but gf's beginning part saves it from being a zero. 1/10.

frostbite: kinda slow but i do admit, it's kinda grown on me. after that first verse it does get a lot better, ESPECIALLY once freakachu comes out. i do gotta say the shiny remix of it is the improved version, especially when the monochrome leitmotif comes in. 6/10.

insomnia: another one that grew on me!!! kinda long but i love silver's chromatics and there's a few really fun parts. i do wish scorchvx got to add in the ending animation to insomnia because otherwise the sequence feels incomplete without it and we don't get how BF ends up in the void. 7/10.

monochrome: THE MAN. THE MYTH. THE LEGEND. the reason why i got back into poképastas and remembered why i loved lost silver so much. absolute fucking banger in v1, and simplycrispy IMPROVED on literal perfection for v2. i actually like both versions of perish mix oddly enough, mainly because simplycrispy lowered the jumpscare volume so that it's actually listenable. i still prefer the non-jumpscare version when it comes to juno's cover and general listening because i'm a weenie and don't wanna be shrieked at when i'm listening to juno spitting bars. 11/10.

missingno: definitely a banger, heavily improved from v1, but i don't... really think it should've gotten its own week? the missingno week definitely confuses me, since there wasn't as much of an effort to tie it in with buried alive as lost silver week did for SOMS and lost silver. having two songs as opposed to three definitely didn't help, and maybe if the mod was finished they would've done a little more polishing. still, good song. 8/10.

brimstone: okay this is the one they were REALLY hyping up in the teaser for V2. and while i enjoyed it at first, it's... definitely a bit of a let down. there's a lot of good concepts within (missingno as a pokémon, the white hand becoming GF), but i don't necessarily... think they were fully utilized to the best of their abilities? also it's just LOOOONG. which is weird because triple trouble is much longer but it also feels more dynamic than brimstone does, which i feel like you gotta do if you're making a super long FNF song so the player doesn't fall asleep at the keyboard? 5/10.

amusia: damn, for a wigglytuff unable to sing, she sure goes off. that being said, saster almost never misses. also unfinished because it's lacking the ending jumpscare, but i don't think it really needed that? lullaby overuses the jumpscares quite a bit (coughcoughPURINcoughcoughFROSTBITEcoughitycoughLOSTCAUSEcough) and i think the more somber, poignant ending provides better contrast. also reminds me i gotta get wigglytuff icons for.... science. 8/10.

dissension: WHY ARE YOU SO SLOOOOOW. steven's chromatics fuck though... is what i was originally going to write, but i'm relistening to the song so i can do this and actually wait no this is a banger. the instrumental definitely reminds me of something ghost would put out, and steven's chromatics still fuck. 7/10.

purin: OHHHH MAN HERE WE FUCKING GO. so i know i should be nicer to this song because there was a lot of cool stuff that got cut from it and it's heavily unfinished but man fuck it. the song blows. jigglypuff's chromatics sound like ass, forcing my poor poor man pico to carry the song. there's a cover with gold that fixes the problems of 'jigglypuff's chromatics sound like ass', but MYYYYY GOOOOOOD it does not fix how slooooooooooow it is. it's like Bring Me To Life but if you replaced amy lee with a deflating helium balloon. also no the reversed part is not as cool as people think it is. kill me/10.

death toll: a lot of people claim this is the best song of lullaby. i still think monochrome edges it out, but honestly it's REEEEEAAAAAALLY close. the dueling melodies REALLY hit, the diamond/pearl themes in there feel well-blended, and dawn shifting into BF makes for some really neat moments. juno also wrote a really good cover of this that you should listen to. recd's on it. 10/10.

isotope: the backing track is really good on this one, but my god the memes killed it for me. there should've been a MUCH bigger drop after the 'they took everything from me' monologue. first half is really good, but the song just kinda ends on a sad wet fart, and not the darnell kind. also i don't have any better place to put this but man th3innu3ndo is a douchebag. 4/10.

bygone purpose: so remember my notes on purin above? bygone purpose has the same problem but with a much better song. GOD i do not like hypno's chromatics on this one. alexis definitely saves it though. 6/10.

pasta night: talk about getting funky on a friday night, huh. absolute BANGER swinging back-up, mx, lord x, and hypno's chromatics are really good together, and of course we got my little boy floating by in the background. of COURSE i'm gonna give this one a perfect rating. 10/10.

shinto: reeeeaaaaaaally good. like, unbelievably fun. my one nitpick is that there's a problem with the mixing and the instrumental sometimes overpowers shinto and grey's chromatics, but otherwise it would've also gotten a perfect score. 9.5/10.

shitno: okay unpopular opinion time but i actually like shinto a little better than this one. i think we should've fully given saster free reign over shitno, because his part's DEFINITELY where the song gets really good. not that it was bad (it's not), but like, if you're gonna have shinto turn into a big fuckass monster, you'd want the big fuckass monster song to exceed all expectations. 9/10.

#OUTSIDE THE TOWER.#fnf for blacklist #[[not doing any of the leaker songs or unfinished v3/cancelled ones. these are just the main mod songs.]]#[[also no links to any of the songs because several of them have jumpscares and *taps my blog's rules*]]#[[they're like. all easy to find though so]]

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twilightkatty · 2 years ago

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you and your lovely boyfriend get into a heated argument!!

General: small angst,hurt/comfort

Idea by:

Characters: Diluc kaeya Xaio Zhongli

WARNING(S) :some parts have angst,hurt/comfort, angry reader >:(

maybe a bit of fluff there also

Note(s): this my first time making long posts like this so plz tell me if there is any mistakes or any issues anyways hope yall enjoy!!

~Diluc~

the argument was probably about something stupid because he will NEVER be angry at you!

the argument started when you where complaining about how he should treating kaeya like an enemy instead of his brother

he really becomes angry when anything is related to kaeya tbh

But when you gave him that death glare he felt cold and shocked!!

He apologizes tho! He might take some time but will NEVER let his babe be angry!

~Kaeya~

Some arguments come from you annoyed that your bf isn't speeding time with you or he was drunk and made fun of your body or sum shit like that

you have forgiven him for every fight you two had....but today was different...you have had enough of his bullshit and snapped at him

The way he looked shocked because he never knew his sweet girlfriend would be so mean !

Also he immediately apologizes for his actions!!!

and you forgive him ofc and gave him a kiss! mawh

He still slept on the couch tho

~Zhongli~

No arguments ! He never gets mad at his babe because he is always understanding when it comes to girl anger!! HE WILL give alot of kisses and will always listen to your problems!! (SORRY but I can't make angst from how perfect he is *crys*)

~Xiao~

if you start an argument oh boy be prepared because

he will insult you and your existence lmfao

but when snapped at him he realized he acting like a bitch and apologizes

then goes to despair for like 2-4 days because baby feels ashamed that he even raised his voice at

he will start to miss your warmth tho and returns to your home just to find

You in one of his shirts in your shared bed crying because apparently you thought

He broke up with and will never see him again because you snapped at him :(((

He will start to hold you and whisper about how much he loves you and cares for you!!

he also started to apologize again but you shut him off with a kiss later you two cuddled till you slept but xiao didn't for a while

he kept thinking what did he do to deserve someone like you??

he falls asleep as he thinking about you!!!

and that's it!!! Hope yall enjoyed!!! <3

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gmwsuperfan5467890 · 2 years ago

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Paper Girls

I read the comic in one day and binged the show in two days and let me just say, I am obsessed. I love all the wonderful, complex characters, the beautiful artwork, the engaging plot and of course, the wonderfully built-up main sapphic relationship. Because I read the comics before watching the show, I think I was a bit too critical of the show at first (especially because there were so many changes) but after the first two episodes, I began to fall in love with the show as well. There were some changes the show made that I loved and some that I did not like so much.

Changes I loved:

1)The development of Dylan and Alice. In the comics, he is referenced quite a bit and the audience can infer that he is a douchebag but other than that and the one interaction with Mac where he calls her a “butch” ,we don’t get much from him. But in the show, we see that he is a changed man, who has acknowledged how the trauma of the abusive home he grew up in has shaped him and how he in turn added to his sister’s trauma. He has grown and has apologized for his mistakes and loves and misses his sister. In fact, his sister’s death is what inspires him to change his life for the better and break the cycle of generational trauma. He treats both his kids and little sister so gently, the complete opposite of his dad. It was so heartbreaking when Mac had to leave her brother and the better life he could have provided for her behind.

Alice’s portrayal in the comics is heartbreaking. She doesn’t seem to care for Mac as much as Mac cares for her and is an absent parent. While the show seems to keep the same tune at first, we later find out Alice stepped up and took care of Mac and Dylan after Mac was diagnosed. Her love for her stepdaughter is abundantly clear, shown by how brings flowers to Mac’s grave on her birthday and her absolutely grief-stricken and hopeful expression upon catching a glimpse of her step-daughter in the graveyard. I absolutely love that Mac got to see that there were people who loved and cared about her (although they showed it too late). Overall, it was a beautiful and poignant plot line.

2) Erin’s martyr tendacies due to her being parentified as a child cause her to self-destruct. Erin was forced to take a lot of responsibility as a child because if her father’s death and because her mother couldn’t speak English. She made taking care of people her whole personality and pushed her own wants and needs to the side. When her sister and mother became more independent, Erin felt hollow and lost because she had no dreams and aspirations of her own, thus when her mother became sick, Erin subconsciously jumped at the chance to play the martyr/caretaker role again, feeling like she should have to handle this on her own and not realizing that her sister would also want to take care of their mother. This was definitely a more nuanced approach to Erin’s character and I loved the complexity that was added to Erin and Missy’s relationship, whereas in the comics Erin’s jealousy of Missy’s perfect life was only slightly hinted at.

3) I also loved Erin being angry at her future self and that being delved into a bit more.

4) I loved Erin and Mac’s friendship. We didn’t get enough one-on-one scenes of them in the comics.

5) I loved that they made Mac a cancer, partly because it’s also my zodiac sign and partly because it’s such a dark joke.

Changes I didn’t love:

1) 1999 Tiff wasn’t goth enough. And her bf wasn’t goth either. I also disliked that they used the fact that Tiff was adopted as a shocking secret. I preferred to have her know that she was adopted from the start like in the comics. The comics hinted that she had some abandonment trauma with her bio mum, I wish that was explored instead. I just feel like the whole secretly adopted plot twist is cliche and also implies that being adopted is a shameful thing and that’s why parents don’t tell their children that they’re adopted, which is a horrible thing to imply.

2) I’m sad that they cut out the plot-line of the girls saving Wali and Japho. I get why they cut it but I remember finding out that Japho was the Grand Father after they saved him and I was gobsmacked and flabbergasted, it was such a good plot twist.

3) I’m sad that they got rid of homophobic Mac. Once again, I get why they did it, I can’t imagine a child saying slurs would be greenlit on any tv show and the scenes where she’s homophobic to KJ are downright painful but it was so refreshing how they made they more stereotypical butch character have internalized homophobia and it paid off in the end when Mac accepted that she was gay and she wasn’t homophobic anymore.

4) Larry was there. I did not really care about Larry, although I got super pissed when he yelled at Tiffany twice. I was also really worried that he was going to be adult Erin’s love interest (which would have been weird and horrifying), luckily their fake dating scene hilariously showed that they are definitely not going to date. I’ve also noticed that the best scenes are when the paper girls are alone (or with their future selves) Larry doesn’t add anything to the story.

I adored the show and I actually loved that they made such huge changes. It keeps the suspense alive. There better be a season 2!

#paper girls #mac coyle #kj brandman #erin tieng #tiffany quilkin

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roroswitherose · 3 years ago

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ALL ABOUT LUV

Series masterlist based off Monsta x album all about luv.

Just a bunch of clichés tbh :]

Warnings might change in the future! I don’t have a timeline when the fics will be posted!

Comment to be added to tag list!

Currently writing : Happy without me

WHO DO YOU LOVE

SUMMARY: Taeyong is in love with y/n, his best friend since middle school. When his other best friend doyoung finally meets y/n, Taeyong notices that doyoung is slowly falling in love with y/n just like he did.

PAIRING(S): Best friend! Taeyong x Female Reader, Doyoung x Female Reader

GENRE: Angst, Fluff, College Au?, Best friends to lovers, Love triangle.

WARNINGS: swearing, alcohol usage, kissing,

WORD COUNT: 17k +

LOVE U

SUMMARY: Mark was known as “ Sm university’s f-boy” and he didn’t mind being called that . But when he spends a family vacation with his best friends family he finds himself trying to convince y/n his best friends sister, that he’s not what the rumors make him out to be.

PAIRING(S): F boy! Mark x Female reader, Ft Brother! jeno , Ft Best Friend! Renjun

GENRE: Fluff, Little bit of Angst, Brothers best friend AU, Fuvk Boy AU.

WARNINGS: swearing, alcohol usage, underage drinking, mentions of sexual acts, kissing, Just mark being in love with y/n

WORD COUNT: TBD

HAPPY WITHOUT ME

SUMMARY: Jaehyun and y/n broke up 9 months ago. When he comes back for there mutual friends birthday and he’s sees how happy she is in a new relationship he can’t help but miss her and he realizes he made the biggest mistake by leaving her especially when he still loves her.

PAIRING(S): Ex! Jaehyun x Female reader, Bf! Jungkook x Female member

GENRE: Angst, jealous ex, Ex boyfriend AU

WARNINGS: Swearing, Cheating, Alcohol, kissing,

WORD COUNT: TBD

GOT MY NUMBER

SUMMARY: y/n wasn’t happy in her relationship and her neighbor mark knew it, she was slowly slipping away from her happy fun personality she had when she first moved in next door. So when her boyfriend leaves for the summer for an internship mark takes the summer to show her new adventures hoping that she won’t forget her true self.

PAIRING(S): neighbor! Mark x Female Reader

GENRE: Lots of fluff!, Angst, Friends to lovers.

WARNINGS: slight swearing, Kissing, Mentions of cheating, Mentions of depression, Clichés, mark being a sweetheart.

WORD COUNT: TBD

SOMEONE’S SOMEONE

SUMMARY: Taeil and y/n love each other. In simple words they want to spend the rest of there life together. They just haven’t figured out if they would continue being just friends or be lovers, which they both want. But it’s hard to plan the rest of your life when it’s two years into the apocalypse.

PAIRING(S): Taeil x Female Reader

GENRE: Fluff, Slight angst, Apocalypse AU, Best friends to lovers.

WARNINGS: Swearing, Descriptions of wounds and blood, A zombie apocalypse so zombies, Mentions of death, Mention of depression, kissing, Near Death experience,

WORD COUNT: TBD

MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

SUMMARY: Yuta used to be apart of y/n’s friend group but after he was caught with one of there friends girlfriend the friends cut off their friendship the summer before there first year at college. Now It’s been 5 months since the start of the second year of collage and 3 months since y/n and Yuta started secretly seeing each other.

PAIRING(S): Yuta x Female Reader, Best friend! NCT 127 x Female reader

GENRE: Angst, Fluff, College AU, Ex best friends to lovers, Soccer player Yuta.

WARNINGS: swearing, drinking, mention of cheating, mention of drugs( briefly), kissing,

WORD COUNT: TBD

SHES THE ONE

SUMMARY: Jungwoo is in love with his childhood best friend y/n. Is his eyes she’s perfect. While he only had a few friends and was a music major she was a popular art student. Jungwoo thinks that she’s in love with his best friend Johnny but she only has eyes for him, her “muse”

PAIRING(S): Music major! Jungwoo x Female Reader, Slight Johnny x reader.

GENRE: Fluff, Tiny bit of angst, College AU, Best friends to lovers, just another cliché fic :]

WARNINGS: TBD

WORD COUNT: TBD

YOU CANT HOLD MY HEART

SUMMARY: Doyoung and y/n have been dating for 2 years but with both of there careers setting off they find it hard to keep there relationship alive. After a fight they realize there relationship is falling apart. So they end it.

PAIRING(S): Actor! Doyoung x Model! Female Reader

GENRE: Angst!, Established Relationship, Breakup AU

WARNINGS: Swearing, Crying, Breakup, Mention of cheating, Doyoung being jealous.

WORD COUNT: TBD

MISBEHAVE

SUMMARY: Y/n’s Parents don’t approve of her relationship with haechan so they give her an ultimatum college or haechan. But y/n is tired of listing to everything her parents say so she continues seeing haechan thinking that her parents have no idea about it, only to realize someone she never expected told her parents.

PAIRING(S): Bad Boy!Haechan x Female Reader, Ft Brother!Doyoung

GENRE: Angst, Fluff, Established Relationship, Kind of a forbidden love?, Bad boy AU, Brothers Friend AU

WARNINGS: Swearing, Fighting, Mention of drugs, Alcohol usage, betrayal?

WORD COUNT: TBD

BESIDE U

SUMMARY: Johnny and y/n met when there family’s spent the summer together when there parents started business together. Now it’s been 7 months since there summer fling and Johnny can’t stop thinking about how unhappy he is at his father’s side running there company and how happy he was being with y/n.

PAIRING(S): Johnny x Female Reader, Ft Brother! Renjun

GENRE: a little bit of Angst, Fluff, Long distance,

WARNINGS: TBD

WORD COUNT: TBD

#nct 127 #nct dream #nct 127 x reader #nct 127 x y/n #nct fluff #nct angst #series masterlist #nct series #taeyong x reader #taeil x reader #johnny x reader #yuta x reader #doyoung x reader #jaehyun x reader #jungwoo x reader #haechan x reader #mark x reader

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devoti · 2 years ago

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now ship YOUR mutuals 🫣

tweehee >:)

i don't remember all my mooties due to the hiatus i've been through (;A;) but do send in an ask if we're moots and if you're missed ! 🫶🏼

@qrtmin : based on pure vibes alone i'm giving you choso cos ma'am i feel like you'd complement so well with his quiet nature and your bubbly (cute!!! 🥺) personality! plus !!! he loves to lay down on your lap while you stroke his head. MOVE CHOSO ITS MY TURN BITCH.

@shadowsorceress : geto <33 cos you're a little poodle skrunkle kitten just like him heheh don't be mad if i eat you up my honey crumpet :(

@munsonsins : gojo. you're gojo idc idc ur randomness and hilarity reminds me of him kenjaku's preparing a separate box to contain you as we speak

@dollzcunt : naoya cos he's our stupid wet blobby fish nugget but also nanami cos i feel he could take care of your princess nature <3

@explicitlyfine : scar ohhh scar <33 believe me, i'm dying to say kuroo right now but osamu's giving me a death stare ;A; you better believe mr. onigiri would be feeding you meal after meal every single day, the man would POUT if you don't compensate his dishes with a kiss >:(

@blueparadis : who else but our megamind 😭 i picture the two of y'all so sickening sweet fr 🤧 taking long strolls at night, megumi with his camera app always opened cos he NEEDS to take a picture of you breathing every second

@wakatshi : ushijima. your vibes are ethereal daria, wakatoshi compliments you so well if i really think of it. love you angel 🤍

@ofallthingswhythis : josuke because i feel like if you need a house burned down he's there with the lighter and a backup candle just in case you get cold feet heheh. tell me why i also imagine you guys raiding an entire claw machine just because it swallowed three bucks from y'all too?

@hyeque : tsukishima !!!! 😭😭😭 pls idk why but i love the trope where the bf's all serious and pouty while the gf's the exact opposite, and you really are the epitome of it HEHEH. am always living for your tsukki (+kuroo!!) hc's heheh, mwa!

@mrskodzuken : madam kisa, WHO ELSE BUT KENMA 😭😭😭 please, everytime i see a kenma picture on my twitter feed i immediately think of you ! plus, the ships that you post on your blog are honestly so cute heheh, they keep me going !!!! 🤍🤍

@nkogneatho : my sexy smexy pasi, you could only be one fucker and that is toji. don't question me, you know why 😌

@sinfuldollie : AÀAAA ik we just met heheh but id love to pair you with jean <33 i can imagine the two of you hanging out together, him holding your hand so tightly, often lifting your fingers to press a gentle kiss whilst you're excitedly pointing at the cafés you'd like to visit ! 🤍🤍

@kitagina ina 💕💕 my love i have given you SUKUNA and i even wrote a little au about it but tumblr fucking deleted the draft and i didn't realise 😭😭😭😭 BUT IT WENT LIKE THIS : tldr - you're the one person who could actually change that shitty mf 😌 he'd be such a terrible man with a terrifying aura to match but when he's with you he'd even let you weave flower crowns on his head just to make you happy <33

@5ugu : DILLY BELOVED !!!!! I've also written you a full on au about yuuta and yourself riding bicycles in the dark, stopping by convenience stores just to get a midnight snack !!! your vibes are just so cute and innocent together, everyone's always crooning about how perfect you guys are !!! 🤍🤍

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whatifyoulivelikethat · 4 years ago

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shiver, m | myg

pairing(s): yoongi x reader mentions of jimin x reader, namjoon x reader

summary: Kim Namjoon and Park Jimin set you up after vain attempts to cure your, what they call, chronic high-strung workaholic tendencies. Bleh. As if a date with Min Yoongi is going to help the situation. You aren't going on this date and, even if you did, you wouldn't take him home and fuck him all night. Or admit he was giving you that shiver.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language, slight crack (you tweezed a hair off Jimin's dick); mentions of previous partners and implied smut; smut (fem reader, mild bondage, f-receiving oral, lil bit of a praise kink, doggy); non-idol!AU - music producer!Yoongi x pansexual, softdom!reader, ft best friend and ex-bf!Namjoon, (maybe too) close friend!Jimin, friend!Taehyung

“Look, I like dick, okay? The gender attached to it doesn’t bother me. A dick’s a dick and if you want to put it in me, I’m down, and if you don’t and wanna do other stuff, that’s cool too, I’m just letting you know I like dick–”

“Who are you talking to?”

You exploded, rocketing your desk chair backwards, nearly dropping your phone, gawking at the tall, dark, handsome man with the baritone voice standing in your bedroom door, blinking at you slowly with his brown doe eyes and long lashes, black-brown curls framing his tanned cheekbones and strong brows.

“T-Taehyung?!”

Kim Taehyung raised a sculpted eyebrow. “Why were you practicing a speech about dick?”

You clutched your phone, flapping your jaw loosely, pointing to it, to him, to yourself, rambling nonsense.

“There’s this app and I was writing a message to someone and they were worried about – but I wasn’t sure if it sounded right – and what, why are you here…?”

He raised the other eyebrow. “I want to talk to Jimin about something. He said he was going to stop by later so he gave me your key.” He raised his hand and, there it was, your house key. “Said it was fine if I just walked in.”

Park Jimin… said it was fine… to walk into your apartment? Without asking you first.

Who raised this child?!

To be fair, it was fine. You weren’t upset at Taehyung specifically. You didn’t know him as well as Jimin, who was one of your closest friends, but he was Jimin’s best friend. You trusted Jimin’s choice in friends, but, jeez, he really was lackadaisical when it came down to your personal space. He acted like it didn’t exist.

“Ah… okay,” you said, clearing your throat and placing your phone, screen down, on your desk.

“Why is Jimin hanging out here? You guys dating?” Taehyung asked off-handedly.

You nearly choked on air.

“No, we are not,” you snorted, walking up to him. He looked nice. Taehyung always did. He was casually sexy in his green sweater and dark gray pants. He was the kind of guy who could wear anything and look great simply because he walked around with such calm confidence. “I don’t know exactly; he said we should hang out and watch movies because I’m, how did he put it, a chronic high-strung workaholic who needs divine intervention.”

Taehyung nodded, pursing his lips. “True.”

“Excuse me?” you snapped.

He ignored your outburst. “I suppose he considers himself the divine intervention?”

“Uh, well, yeah, I guess, I didn’t think of it like that–”

“You’ve never thought about his dick?”

You blinked rapidly. “What.”

Taehyung shrugged. “I mean, you guys hang out a lot. And you like dick,” he added, gesturing to your phone, to which you abruptly jerked to stand in front of it so it was no longer in his vision. “You might want to consider seeing his dick.”

“I’ve seen his dick.”

Now it was Taehyung’s turn to blink rapidly. “What.”

You raised your hands in innocence. “He had a hair on his dick.”

“… What.”

You scratched the back of your head. “Well, he had a hair growing on the underside of his dick and he couldn’t get to it so he asked me to help, but you can’t exactly pluck a hair when the dick is limp so I helped him get hard and then I tweezed it off and he was very upset, even though he was the one who asked me to do it so I don’t know why he was so sobby about it, but I ended up putting it in my–”

Taehyung was staring at you, slack-jawed.

You stopped speaking, realizing what you were saying.

Your front door opened.

“Hey, Taehyung! Thanks for leaving the door open for me. Where are you guys? Oh, there you are. What are you guys doing?”

You both turned to look at the cheerful, oblivious face of Park Jimin, his previously blond hair freshly dyed black. He must have been at a hair appointment running late. He sent you both a big, beaming smile.

“Eh?”

"I need you to do something."

"What?"

Once again, someone needing you to do something. Who would have guessed? Just an endless cycle of people asking you to do things. When is someone ever going to ask you what you want to do? Hm?

Hmph.

He shoved another spoonful of red bean ice cream in your mouth and you continued listening because of it.

"I need you to sleep with Min Yoongi."

You choked and had a mild brainfreeze.

"Just kidding, I only need you to go on a date with him."

Not much better.

You gawked at Park Jimin, who continued calmly scooping out another spoonful of ice cream to feed you. As if this was normal behavior. You missed the blond hair on him. Blond-haired Jimin didn't suggest this kind of random bullshit. Black-haired Jimin was evil. His hair was full of secrets.

You know, that kind of person.

Jimin lifted the spoon and opened his plump lips as if he was instructing a child how to eat. You gave him an indignant scowl and he shoved the spoon in the crack of your open lips. That got him a disgruntled tut.

"Jimin, I'm not library book, you can’t let your friends borrow me when they need to look taken."

He rolled his eyes, all the sass and lacking in class. "That was one time, and you know Taehyungie's ex was a persistent bitch."

"Yeah, I had to slap her, remember?"

Jimin's hair has been black then too, when he asked you to help him. Mmmhmm. Help.

"She deserved that slap!"

"But why did I have to do it?" you grumbled. "You can slap a ho. You don't need me."

"I shouldn't hit a girl no matter how much of a lying, cheating scumbag she is," Jimin puffed, angrily jabbing at the ice cream and shoving it into your mouth. You glared at him. Why was he taking it out on you? He was lucky you loved this brand, otherwise he'd be getting slapped right now.

"Oh, but I should, okay, cool."

"You'd slap anything and call it your bitch."

You were about to retort but then you lowered your hand, frowning. "Okay, true, but that doesn't explain why you're pawning me off to Yoongi now."

"Because you need it."

And you snapped your head around to see Kim Namjoon, your ex-boyfriend, now best friend, waltz into your bedroom like he owned the damn place. You did, in fact, give him your key and you were expecting him, so it wasn’t exactly a surprise, but you complained anyway, because that’s what humans do. Complain.

"Is nothing sacred in my home?" you muttered as Namjoon grabbed your desk chair and rolled it over to the bed, sitting down in front of you and Jimin. You were wearing black pajamas with little cats on them and Jimin was wearing the yellow ones with little dogs on them. Button-up shirt and long pants. Same brand and style, different print. Namjoon, however, was wearing a white graphic t-shirt and loose brown trousers with thin tortoise-shell and gold framed glasses that didn't have any lenses in them.

You were very tempted to poke him in the eye but, alas, you had some self-restraint.

"I thought you were going to talk about this last night," Namjoon mused, raising an eyebrow at Jimin.

Jimin suddenly seemed incredibly interested in getting the perfect spoonful of ice cream. "I got distracted."

"Horny. He means he got horny."

A violently large chunk of red bean ice cream was shoved in your mouth.

Namjoon laughed at your near-death expression.

"Don't tell him," Jimin hissed. "That's fucking weird. He's your ex."

"Then why would you do it?" Namjoon chuckled. "For the record, the relationship is no longer romantic, so I would no longer have a say even if it did bother me."

"I... well..." The younger man sputtered awkwardly.

You coughed and beat your sternum, glaring at Jimin. "The hell was that for? I rode your dick!"

Namjoon seemed highly amused and suddenly invested. "Ah, yes, and then?"

"Well, maybe it would have helped the situation..." Jimin said shiftily, eyes darting about as he turned bright red.

"Helped what?" you grunted, rubbing your throat at the uncomfortable sensation of a half-frozen esophagus.

"Doesn't seem like it helped," Namjoon remarked, placing a hand on his chin, still smiling.

You narrowed your eyes. "What are you talking about? All Jimin was going on about last night was how he hadn't had a good fuck in years–"

Namjoon snorted. "Years? Huh, that's odd, I seem to recall you getting laid four months ago at that party."

"That was four months ago and it was terrible!" Jimin whined, shaking the spoon. "And why are you talking about this with her, ahhhh!"

You and Namjoon shared a confused look as Jimin freaked out and snarfed down the rest of the ice cream, completely forgetting that he was using it as leverage to convince you of his grand master plan.

"Was it nice?" Namjoon inquired, diverting his attention from Jimin’s panic.

"Yeah, it was nice to have a partner who wasn't a complete idiot for once."

"That's good. I'm surprised you didn't ask before, honestly. You two are always hanging out."

"Never thought about it. What about you?"

"Ah, I fucked that girl who works at that coffee shop."

"Oh, yeah, the one with the nice tits?"

"Mmm, unfortunately that's about as much good as you can say about that one."

"That's sad. I'm sorry."

"Heh, no big deal, it'll happen when it happens. Plenty of fish in the sea and all that."

"Can you guys stop doing that thing?" Jimin grumbled from his spot on the bed, clutching the ice cream container and surrounding himself with your copious amount of cat plushies, including your one-meter-long giant calico cat. His ears were still red.

"What thing?" Namjoon asked, tilting his head.

"Yeah, what thing?" you echoed, raising your brows.

Jimin rolled his eyes. "I don't get why you guys broke up."

"Pretty simple reason, really."

"I think it's obvious," you agreed.

Jimin looked from you to Namjoon, frowning.

"Well?' he demanded.

You looked at Namjoon and he caught your eye, trying not to smile. "Oh, he wants us to tell him."

"Huh, kinda seems like it, yeah. A little invasive, don't you think?" Namjoon pretended to think, rubbing his chin.

"He is a little bit of a, how to say this, nosy little brat."

"Hello, I am right here?!"

"That's a little harsh. Perhaps more akin to the local neighborhood bird that's always flying around, intruding on conversations with their loud chirping."

"You are very kind."

Jimin looked livid. He chucked one of your cat plushies at your head and you cracked up, falling to the bed laughing. Namjoon shook his head, laughing with you in that rich, full tone with low depth, a little goofy and with a lot of dimple.

"It's a dumb reason, but basically we weren’t feeling that spark," you explained, sitting up and pushing your hair out of your face. "Sure, we could fuck just fine, but it was too obvious that something was missing. We're better as friends."

"You wanna get married if we're both eighty and single?" Namjoon joked.

"Yikes, if I'm eighty and single, fuck, might as well."

"Perfect, always wanted to know how much libido I would have at that age."

"Anyway," Jimin scowled. "Back to the matter at hand."

"Oh, right, what do you think about Yoongi-hyung? He's single and he’s nice."

You rubbed your nose. “Ah, I don’t know him very well. He’s quiet, isn’t he? I get the impression that he’s a chill and lazy guy. Doesn’t talk much.”

Namjoon nodded. “Maybe you need that.”

You made a face. “Why?”

“You are kind of a chronic high-strung workaholic,” Jimin cut in.

You twitched. “No, I’m not.”

Namjoon nodded sagely. “You kind of are. I would know.”

“Ah, don’t do me like that,” you sighed, admitting defeat.

“Did sleeping with Jimin help?” he prompted.

“Why would that help?”

“Wow, that’s really rude,” Jimin snapped.

“But why would that help me be less of a workaholic?” you retorted, frowning. “I’m not following your logic.”

Namjoon rubbed his chin. “Maybe just a date then. With a calm guy. It will be a change of pace and you can get to know Yoongi-hyung better at the same time.”

You twisted your lips. “Why?”

He shrugged. “I think you’ll like him if you knew him better.”

You frowned.

“I don’t want to be passed around your entire friend group like a hot potato, Namjoon. I’m not going on a date with him.”

“Wow, Namjoon, you look a lot like your ex-girlfriend. Is it that new diet?”

Why are you standing here? Why did you agree to this? Why is did people ask you to do things and you do them? Because you were nice, that’s why. Deep, deep down in that frozen glacier canyon you called a heart. Shit. Why couldn’t you just be a bitch? That would make life a whole that easier.

“New diet and a lot of plastic surgery, modelled after the hottest woman I know,” you said sarcastically, turning around to face the deep voice.

“Mmm, I agree.”

You froze a little, seeing Min Yoongi standing there nonchalantly. Black hat with two silver rings punched into it, black leather jacket over a white t-shirt, black jeans with rips at the knees. Nice black boots. Silver hoop earrings and an assortment of silver rings. Yoongi had always dressed well, but it felt strange knowing he still dressed like this even though it was to meet you.

Well, maybe it was just because he was out being seen by people and not you specifically.

“I didn’t know you liked rap,” Yoongi commented, holding up his ticket.

You held up yours. “I like all music. And who doesn’t like Epik High?” You laughed a little. “Funny that you also printed out the ticket. Does that make us old?”

Yoongi shrugged. “I like having a physical copy. For memories.”

“Mmm. Sentimental.”

He looked to the direction of the venue. Then he looked back to you. There was something different in his expression now. You tilted your head. Then you saw his dark brown orbs slide up and down. A strange shiver went up your spine.

Yoongi was checking you out.

And he wasn’t hiding it.

“You look nice.”

You didn’t miss the way the side of his lips curved upwards, giving his words little bit of a dangerous edge.

You looked down at yourself, at the black denim jacket layered over a long black-and-white striped shirtdress. Thick-soled knee-high black boots, because you were going to a concert and wanted to be comfortable. Your mesh silver choker cut into your neck a little from looking downwards. You wore a single ring on your left hand, middle finger.

A silver raven’s skull.

“Ah… should have put forth more effort. You look neater than I do,” you mused, starting to walk.

“Hm.”

You almost didn’t hear his next words.

“If you had put forth more effort, it might have been too risky for me.”

You ticked you head back and found Yoongi smirking at you under his hat, flashing a bit of his white teeth.

“You gonna drink?”

“I told you, I gotta drive.”

“I’m not pressuring you. I’m just confused why you would buy overpriced water.”

You clicked you tongue. “Well, they don’t exactly let you bring your own.”

Yoongi chuckled, taking a sip of his beer.

“And besides, you’re buying even more overpriced alcohol, so you’re worse.”

His eyes slid to yours. “I need it.”

You unscrewed the cap and drank the cold water, feeling it ice your veins. “And I need hydration.”

“You don’t drink because you lose control, huh? Control of what, exactly?”

You shifted on your heels. “I get too oppressive. It’s no good for anybody.”

You usually arrived early to these things, so there was time to kill. There were lots of people around, but for some reason it felt like the only person you could hear was Yoongi standing right next to you. The other people around you were only white noise.

“Namjoon and Jimin say you work too much.”

You clicked your tongue. “Namjoon and Jimin need to mind their own business.”

Yoongi chuckled. There was a dry rasp to it, low and sexy. “You still work at that hospital?”

“Yeah. I work on their software. There’s always something wrong with that outdated piece of shit,” you muttered. “Should really just tear it up and overhaul it, but the superiors won’t do it because it’s expensive. Like it isn’t expensive fixing it every five seconds, but okay.”

“Heh, that’s how that generation is. Outdated.”

You huffed. “Mmm, you can say that again.” You cocked your water bottle to him. “You work at the same music company as Namjoon, right? Producer?”

Yoongi nodded. “Mhm.”

You sensed a little bit of embarrassment for some reason. Then you noticed he was looking at your ring.

“You wondering about this?” You turned your wrist and held it up, water swishing behind it.

“You always wear it. Namjoon give it to you?” he asked, taking another sip of his beer.

You shook your head, laughing a little. “Nah. Different ex.” You looked down at it. “And they didn’t give it to me. They said something to me and it stuck with me. When I saw this ring, I decided to buy it.”

You recalled the quote like it was yesterday.

“Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door.”

Yoongi blinked at you.

You translated the English from Korean and he raised his eyebrows.

“Edgar Allan Poe?”

You dropped your hand, clicking your tongue. “Basically saying I was a lingering poison of a human being and they wanted to break up with me.”

Yoongi tutted. “Interesting. How creative.”

You rolled your eyes. “What I get for fucking literature majors during university, I guess.”

“But you brought the ring anyway.”

You paused, looking down at the silver raven skull.

“To remind myself to stop fucking literature majors.”

You looked up at Yoongi and his eyes searching your expression. It was suddenly a weird moment, his eyes so solidly on you, as if he could see everything, but that was impossible. Your skin tingled all over, even under your clothes.

“They were insecure, huh?” he murmured.

You shrugged. “Made me question every fucking interaction I've ever had, wondering if I left the wrong impression or could be misinterpreted or some shit. Everything was so messed up.” You frowned, adjusting your shoulder slightly, sighing out the thoughts of the past. “Ah, it was a long time ago anyway. I’ve already erased them.”

“Is that why you broke up with Namjoon?”

You rolled your eyes. “Why does everybody think there’s some big drama between Namjoon and I? Would we still be friends if there was something that serious?”

Yoongi took another sip. “I think I speak for everyone when I say it seemed like you suited each other.”

“Hah, it’s not that we don’t have similarities. Kind of the opposite, really.” You waved a hand. “You know, two people have certain preferences and one of us was always on the bottom and neither of us liked that. Maybe it was him or me, and I love the guy, but not like that. We could fuck and it would be great, but we both agreed there wasn’t that… feeling. That shiver you get with that person. Sometimes I think we only got together because everyone kept pressuring us, saying we should, and not because we actually wanted to.”

“Hmm.”

The lights dimmed and you turned to face the stage.

“What about Jimin?”

“What about him?”

“Heard you plucked a hair off his dick.”

You twitched. “Let me guess, Taehyung told you.”

“Taehyung told everyone. He was a bit drunk.”

You scoffed, shaking your head. “Jimin’s a great friend, but he’s a bit clingy with me. Always wants to be near someone. It can be good for some people, but I don’t think I could take it twenty-four-seven if we were actually dating. Not my type.”

“Do you have a type?”

You shot Yoongi a look as the crowd began to hum with excitement. “Do you?”

Those cat-like eyes gleamed in the impeding darkness, a flash of white from his open-mouthed smirk.

“I wouldn’t have agreed to this date if I didn’t.”

“Did you enjoy the show?”

“Yeah, it was great. Never seen you excited like that, eh, Yoongi?” You smacked him lightly in the arm, smirking. “That’s the most energy I’ve ever seen you have.”

He stuck his tongue in his cheek. His cheeks were lightly pink, although he didn’t seem drunk. “I have energy. I’m just not wasting it.”

“Hmm.”

A short silence as the crowd filtered out around you, but again, even though you were surrounded by people, the only one that seemed to be heard was the man in front of you, peering down at you from underneath his black cap, a small smirk on his lips, tiny flash of pink tongue as he moved it inside his mouth.

“You driving home, yes?”

“Yeah.” You stared into his brown eyes. “Want a ride?”

An eyebrow lifted. “Inviting me to fuck?”

Blunt.

You scoffed. “Nah. I already told Namjoon and Jimin I’m not gonna be passed around their friend group like a hot potato. This was nice though. I enjoyed it.”

He looked you up and down again. That strange shiver went up and down your spine again. He stared you down. You stared back, unrelenting. The world was loud, but this moment was your eyes and his eyes, electricity between them.

Yoongi’s smirk widened.

"I always wanted a beautiful woman to tie me up."

Men. Women. Nonbinary. Agender. Gender neutral. Gender fluid. Didn't fucking matter, people were people, and they always wanted shit from you. Always. It was always about what they could get from you and how they could pretend to be what you wanted to get what they wanted. Everyone always looking out for themselves.

You could respect that.

Just, for once, it would be nice if someone wanted to give you what you wanted.

You cracked your neck and looked down at his dark eyes covered in messy black hair, his pale cheeks less pink now, his head on your pillows and sandwiched in between your plethora of cat plushies, pink lower lip in his teeth.

Smirking.

Wasn't hiding a damn thing.

"Who knew you could be a bad boy, Min Yoongi?"

His smirk widened, tongue between his teeth.

"I'm good when I'm good. When I'm bad, I'm better."

His black cap with the two silver rings was somewhere on your bedroom floor and so was his leather jacket, his shirt, his jeans, and his socks. His pale wrists were tied together with red bondage rope. Yours. You were straddling his chest, missing only one article of clothing.

Alright, you were missing socks too.

No one fucked with socks on. If you did, maybe it was time to reevaluate your life.

“You don’t mind being tied up, hm?” you taunted, sliding out of your jacket, tossing it aside.

Everyone wanted something.

What did Min Yoongi want?

Yoongi let his tongue slide out, dancing in the air. Taunting you back before replying.

“Just because you’re tied up doesn’t mean you’re not in control.”

Your hand paused in front of the button placket of your shirtdress. You traced a button with your thumb, slowly, watching his face. Spread your legs more, lowering yourself, hovering over him. You could feel him breathe under you, patient, humming with energy. He flitted the wet pink muscle, skimming his lower lip, waiting. Dark brown orbs hazed with lust under strands of black.

“You wanna stop after sitting on my face, that’s fine, but you have to at least sit on my face.”

You chuckled. “Yeah?”

You sat down on his torso and he sucked in a breath, eyes flicking down to the darkness still covered by your shirt, then back up to your face. You shifted your hips slowly, smearing the hot, dripping softness on his skin.

“Could just… stop here.”

You scooted upward, drawing a fat line of your juices up his chest and to his neck. You knew how much pressure to apply. Didn’t seem to matter though, because Yoongi didn’t seem to give a fuck. He tipped his head back, pressing his Adam’s apple into your throbbing heat and shuddering in pleasure. His gaze found yours and you stopped, suddenly trapped, a moment of his eyes and your eyes, electricity flaring between them.

“I’m glad Namjoon asked me to take you on a date,” Yoongi drawled, deep voice vibrating your heated, wet core from his throat. “Made me feel less guilty about wanting to fuck you.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Got some weird bro code rules or something?”

He smirked. “Oh, I respect him.” He swallowed and you felt a shiver slide up your spine, feeling the action from your throbbing pussy faster than you heard it. “I just want you more.” Exhale, and you felt the warmth against your shirt, making it flutter. You unbuttoned it slowly, one by one. “Want to see the satisfaction on your face when I make you cum.” Slowly, not parting the shirt yet, letting him see the line of exposed skin. His eyes travelled up and down shamelessly, not hiding anything. He noticed you observing him and grinned.

That open-mouthed smirk, teeth and hint of tongue.

“Come on. Give it to me.”

Voice so deep it seemed to be shimmering through you, dark eyes flashing in the darkness.

Teasing you.

“Gonna make you cum so hard, you’ll untie me and beg me to fuck you.”

You cocked a brow.

“Let’s see.”

You sat on his face.

You felt Yoongi’s smirk against your soaked folds for a second before his tongue slid in, instantly making your thighs tense at the sensation. Hot to hot, wet to wet, no, wetter, your hands on your headboard as his tongue curled inside you, thrusting upwards, drinking the wetness from you, low moan vibrating through your torso and you felt his eyes on you, on your shirt slowly opening, one shoulder gliding down, and you shrugged out of it, suddenly boiling, skin pricking from the heat of his gaze, tossing it aside, leaving you in your black bra.

He tipped his chin up and you gasped, feeling his tongue swipe upward, fuck, a smooth, deft motion, circling your clit. You clicked your tongue and rolled your hips into his face. Yoongi chuckled before latching onto it and sending a burning wave of pleasure through you.

Your nails dug into the headboard, making a loud scrape.

He purred your name against your packed nerves and you drenched his chin, glaring down at him.

Yoongi had the audacity to bounce his eyebrow in response.

Alright, you could admit it.

Going on a date with Min Yoongi was not a waste of time.

You grinded against his face and he sucked and licked your clit at the same time, fuck, moans in his throat, not unaffected by you humping his face, but resolute, focused on his task of pleasuring you, shivering as your hand fitted around his head, fingers tangling in his already messy black hair, roughly fucking his face as his tongue assaulted you, somehow the perfect mix of demanding and servitude, hot exhale on your skin, your juices covering his chin and cheeks, your soft thighs pressed against his face, teetering between suffocating and barely enough breath, closer, closer, the tightness rising within you, looking down as you felt your opening flexing against his chin and his eyes flickered up to you instantly, imprinting the memory of his dark brown orbs overtaken by black pupils staring into yours, lips wrapped around your clit, in the midst of pushing you to the edge.

“Fucking shit,” you hissed. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

Something flitted in his eyes and he looked back down immediately, increasing his pace and you moaned, closed fist against the headboard, but not missing his reaction. A slow smile grew on your lips, hand in his hair relaxing, massaging his scalp.

“You like being praised?” you purred, sweet octave to your voice.

The quickest flick of his gaze before licking your clit furiously as a reply.

Hot sparks igniting your veins, drawing in a tight breath, staring down, putting a little more weight on him, but Yoongi didn’t say anything, not even looking at you anymore, so close. You knew it would only take a little more. You could tell from the viscous slickness that was coating his skin that you had maybe seconds left.

“A handsome face and talented tongue,” you breathed. “No wonder I couldn’t resist you, Yoongi.”

His whimper made you tremble in delight, eyes to eyes, addicted to it, him to you and you to him, and you gasped his name, biting your lip and throwing your head back as your hips rocked into his mouth and spilled onto his face with a wet squelch, fuck, so much even you could smell it, hearing Yoongi groan as it filled his mouth, his tongue shoving into your folds and lapping up the rapid pulses, your throbbing clit on the back of his tongue, pressing into you, his nose in your crotch, one of your hands in his hair and one on the headboard, muscles flexing and quivering with the ecstasy, eyelids closing, immersed in it. Savoring the feeling coursing through your body, from your core to your limbs to your head, filling you with shivers that were unlike anything you had ever felt before.

You removed some pressure from his face, letting go of his head, but Yoongi followed, hungrily licking you all over, nipping at your inner thighs, flinches of pleasure extending your high before going back to your pussy, up, down, side to side, drenching you in his saliva and drinking your cum like it was his fucking life force.

Well, shit.

You opened your eyes, panting.

Damn.

You had a whole speech prepared for Namjoon and Jimin about how setting you up with their friends was a bad idea and how they should mind their own fucking business and now you had to prepare a speech about how you needed your house keys back because you were going to fuck Min Yoongi every second of every day and you hadn’t even had his dick yet.

You looked down at him.

Yoongi’s eyes were slightly unfocused, exhaling heavily against your crotch, staring at it.

“Fuck me, you have a pretty pussy,” he muttered under his breath. “Fuck.”

Half of your cat plushies were on the bed and the other half were on the floor.

“You have an excellent tongue,” you chuckled. “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

He blinked once and his gaze was on you, half-shyness, half-cockiness, wholly sexy as fuck.

“Didn’t want to make Namjoon feel bad,” he snickered, pink lips shiny with your juices. “You would have left him a lot sooner if you knew.”

You raised an eyebrow.

Something about his tone make you think Yoongi meant it on some level.

You wouldn’t have tried to find out, but now that you experienced it…

Maybe.

“Hey.”

“Hm?”

Yoongi gave you that smirk you were beginning to become addicted to seeing. “That all you want from me?”

You laughed, sly and full.

“No, Yoongi, I’m gonna need your dick.”

“I don’t beg, so I’m not untying you.”

“Damn, what a terrible result.”

Yoongi didn’t seem the least bit worried about it.

He sank his nails into your ass and pushed himself in, your hand snaked below to guide him. You weren’t unreasonable, after all. You helped him put on the condom and shoved your tits in his face, rubbing your nipples all over his cheeks, his pink tongue stretching from side to side, eyes on you the entire time, getting harder and harder with the way you manhandled him, moaning into your skin.

Not hiding anything.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he hissed, gritting his teeth, gripping your ass, wrists still bound. He violently smacked his hips into your ass and you grinned, hands now on the bed.

“Mmm, what a nice…” You pulsed, making Yoongi groan. “Hard.” Again, hearing his ecstasy. “Cock.” He scraped your ass and up your back, gasping for breath, desperation in his touch. You turned your head, giving him the reflection of his own smirk. He gazed back, eyes glazed over, torso shuddering from the repeated massaging of his length buried in you, all from your muscle control.

“Hold on, Yoongi.”

Something between teasing and adoration, and you visibly saw Yoongi tremble in excitement.

“You got it.”

You turned back and sank your hands into your pillows, sliding on his stiffness and ramming yourself back onto it, making both him and you groan in unison, rough, deep strokes of visceral fucking, you commanding the pace. Didn’t matter if you were the one on your hands and knees, you used him and he wanted to be used, barely able to grip your waist, moaning your name and fucking you back, loud, sloppy smacks of ass to crotch, flexing your shoulder blades akin to a lioness on the prowl chasing their prey, and you heard Yoongi chuckle, breathing swallow and euphoric.

“Look at this back view, fuck, you are the sexiest woman alive.”

Breathless with desire, smug at having you, in awe of your prowess, all at once, clutching the small of your waist as you clenched around him, the shudders of your walls closing in, painting his crotch and balls with you, his quivering moan trapped in his chest because he could barely get it out. You caught your lower lip between your teeth, feeling him fill you as you pushed back, the rush immeasurable, unfathomable, anchoring your palms into your mattress and growling his name, the smacking of hips to hips, desperation to desperation, a brief reprieve as you snatched a cat plush and jammed it under your chest before you reached back and felt for the end of the rope, unlacing the knot with ease, and Yoongi yanked his wrists free with a swift hiss of satisfaction, grabbing your ass and fiercely fucking you, harder, rougher, just as much for him as it was for you, your name falling from his lips, unable to hide his lust, chasing it, chasing you, and you didn’t let up.

“Yoongi, fuck, yes, your cock feels so fucking good, fuck!”

Deep, intense, powerful, everything you were and everything he was, and it all crashed down, stealing your breath, pleasure clawing up your spine and taking over, lungs suddenly emptied with the force of each hard pulse of pleasure snaking upwards to fill the void, squeezing him so hard that you weren’t sure if that was voluntary or not, your joined inner thighs trembling and dripping, sweet slickness sliding down, drenching you and Yoongi, his groan piercing the air and cutting through your thoughts. His cock twitched and jerked, pumping thick gushes of cum and swelling the condom inside you.

Fucking shit, did you hold your breath? Everything lightheaded and hazy, reaching up and slapping your hand against the headboard, sucking in a lungful of air and rocking your hips back, riding the wave. Your felt Yoongi’s grip on your waist tighten, his pants so heavy you could feel the weight of his exhale on your back, heating your skin.

Snarl in your throat, definitive.

“I need this cock, Yoongi, need you and this perfect cock and I’m going to use it until I’m done.”

Rolling your hips, listening to his wanton moan at your words and the sensation, the messy squish of your movement, clenching around the sensitive head, slow, tight, your fingers curling to a fist, his name on your lips, low and seductive, and he responded in kind, your name in the same tone, drunk on the moment, the feeling, the power you had over him.

His nails in your back, creating long lines down your spine, and the shiver you got with that person, dancing up and down your vertebrate, unmistakable.

Yoongi gave it to you.

“Hey, so how’d it go–whoa!”

You popped your head out of your mountain of cat plushies and glared at the offender who burst into your bedroom. Who the fuck was that?

Guess.

“Jimin, do you know what personal space is?” Yoongi muttered from beside you, lifting himself on his elbows to peer disapprovingly over your naked shoulder.

“He doesn’t,” you mumbled, flopping back down.

“So… went well?” came Jimin’s cheerful and teasing voice from the doorframe.

You heard a cat plush get thrown like a cannonball.

“Ow, fuck, okay, I get it, hyung!” Jimin cackled, stumbling down your hallway. “I’ll come back later!”

“Don’t,” Yoongi snapped back, grumbling as he slid back down on the bed.

“You better pick him back up later,” you warned, referring to the plush.

“You dumped half of them on the ground so we could sleep.”

“No, they fell because we were fucking.”

You opened your eyes to see Yoongi smirking at you. There was a cat plush next to his head. One of your favorites. You picked it up and bonked him in the head with it. He made a disgruntled grunt and flinched away from it, ending up closer to your face. Eyes to eyes, electricity between them. You smirked, matching him, leaning in, arm curving around his head.

Tapping the tuxedo cat plush on his shoulder.

His breath against your lips, lust and fondness, not hiding anything.

“Hey, Yoongi.”

“Hm?”

Playing along, a willing participant in your games, one eye open, as if he was winking at you.

“I like you. You’re mine.”

He chuckled, a little raspy, a little embarrassed, and a lot amused.

“Sit on my shoulder, my raven. I’ll never ask you to leave.”

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