#I mean yes he's short but have you seen him shirtless????

[rafegetinmybed]

i dunno if you're gonna write smut or not ( no pressure bcs if not like i totally get it ) but maybe a lil fic where reader and bsf!rafe are watching a movie but he finally admits he doesn't just wanna be friends.. ? if you dont do smut you could easily make it suggestive instead !! ( you dont have to take this req, just thought i'd help ur writer's block )

I am gonna do smut, Im actually working on a longer one right now!! And I love this idea, sorry it took me a while to get back to it, Ive been doing school work.

Cw: p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, I think that's all but lmk

bsf!rafe x y/n

The Kissing Booth

you and your best friend rafe cameron were having your weekly movie night together, and you had somehow convinced him to watch The Kissing Booth with you though you weren't really sure how. you were laying with your head on his shoulder and his arms around you as you often did, you didn't really think anything of it because you guys had been this close for as long as you both could remember. even though you secretly had a crush on him you could never even think that he would like you back. he had never had a girlfriend before because he much prefered casual hookups or so you thought.

as it got to the part in the movie where elle is at the kissing booth facing her crush you start to ramble on about how cute the scene is and how you wished you could have a relationship like that. rafe looked at you with admiration as you rambled on and then before you knew it his lips were colliding with yours in a slow, passionate kiss. before you had time to process what was happening he was already pulling away.

"y/n," he said softly "i like you, like a lot"

"rafe, i-" you barely got out before he interupted you.

"no actually i love you y/n. i've always loved you. all those random hookups were always just a distraction-" he said before getting cut off by the feeling of your lips on his.

"i love you too rafey" you said softly as you pulled away from the kiss. feeling a coldness on your lips from missing the heat of his, though this feeling didn't last long because before you even finished your sentence he was pulling you up onto his lap and connecting your lips once again. this kiss was deeper, more sensual and filled with want.

you found yourself tugging at the hem of his white t shirt to signal to him that you wanted it off. he broke off the kiss long enough to get his shirt off and tossed it to the floor.

"can i?" he asked gently motioning to the little pink cami you had on.

"y-yeah, of course", you stuttered out. flushed from seeing him shirtless, i mean yeah sure you'd seen him shirtless before at the beach or at the pool but here and now was completely different and you were taking it all in. his hands worked to get your shirt off and you slowly started grinding on his lap

"ohh fuck" he let out in a low groan, and you felt his hard on getting bigger underneath you as his hands moved to sit on the top of your ass slowly guiding your hips. he moved his hands up to wrap around your waist as he picked you up effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist, walking the two of you over to your room and setting you on the bed as he stripped off his pants. walking over to you and and taking off your tiny matching pink shorts, leaving you in only your lacy bra and panties.

"you're so perfect y/n," he mumbled to you. "are you sure you want this?" he questioned, never wanting to push you into anything.

"yes, i'm positive rafe" you replied as your hands went to the waistband of his boxers teasing him slightly.

he pushed you back on the bed pulling you into another deep and needy kiss as his hands worked to remove your bra and panties and then his boxers, his cock springing up to hit his abs. he deepened the kiss further, one hand behind your head pulling you in and the other one working its way down to your core. he slid his fingers up and down your slick folds bringing your wetness up to rub circles on your clit. you moaned into his mouth and he moved his lips down to your neck kissing, sucking and nipping making sure to leave marks so everyone knew you were his now.

you moaned his name as he slipped in one finger, thumb rubbing your sensitive bud.

"yeah you like that princess? I love it when you moan my name like that." he groaned out, slipping in another finger and increasing his pace.

"shit rafe that feels so good" you forced out in between moans and whimpers, throwing your head back onto the pillows you squeezed your eyes shut getting lost in the pleasure.

"you gonna cum on my hand baby?" he questioned and grabbed onto your jaw making you look back at him. "eyes on me princess, i wanna watch you"

"oh fuck rafey, i'm so close.." you screamed out bucking your hips at his hand to reach that spongy spot. rafe chuckled and stuck in a third finger increasing his pace even more and pulling you into a kiss. you moaned and whimpered out his name as you came on his hand and he continued to finger you, riding out your high. he slowly pulled out, you whining at the feeling of emptiness inside you, he brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them clean, grinning at you.

"taste so sweet baby, think you can handle more?" he questioned, eyes and hands wandering over your body as he took in how beautiful you looked.

"I guess we'll have to see" you smiled at him, eyes hungry with lust. you slipped out from under him and turned him over so you were now on top. you grinded on him teasingly, "baby please," he moaned as you kissed his neck, leaving a few marks of your own. "need you now, please". you pulled away from his neck and reached down to grab his dick, lining it up with the entrance of your tight pussy and sliding slightly down on it. you both moaned as you slid down either further onto his thick cock. " fuck y/n you feel so good" he growled at the feeling of you around him. you winced softly at the enjoyable pain of race stretching you out and his words made your walls clench around his length. rafes hands found their way to your hips and he gently pulled you down the rest of the way onto him, staying like that for a short second to adjust yourself to him. "shit rafe you're so big it hurts" you whined out quietly, smiling at him before slowly rising and falling back down on his dick.

still adjusting to his size you stay slow at first, gradually increasing your speed until your at a nice steady tempo. rafes hands dig into your hips holding and guiding you with each bounce, your head falls to his neck as you moan his name, "rafe, baby i'm so close." you manage to get out into moans and your walls clench around him again making him throw his head back and let out a loud groan.

"i know princess, me too" he says, voice rough from the pleasure taking over his body. your legs start to shake and and you get even tighter around rafes length as your thrusts get sloppier and more uneven. you scream and moan as you reach your high again staying on his cock to ride out your high. not far behind you feel rafe twitching inside of you "please cum in me rafe, i need it in me" you say. "fuck y/n whatever you want baby" rafe says matching your sloppy tempo as you feel his warm seed spill inside of you and he moans out your name.

you pull him into kiss with him still inside of you, not wanting this moment to end. eventually he flips you over with ease and slowly pulls out of you, you whimper at the feeling and watch as he walks away to get a warm cloth from the bathroom. he comes back and wipes you down gently with the warm cloth, you shiver at the sensation, still very sensitive, and he laughs lightly.

"you're mine now baby, all mine. i love you y/n" he says pulling his boxers back on and handing you his shirt to put on.

you giggle, taking the shirt "I've always been yours rafey, i love you too" you reply, putting the shirt on. rafe gets into your bed next you laying down with one arm around your waist and the other drawing patterns on your arms and back. he kisses your neck and you guys fall asleep like that, together just like how you've always imagined.

[freebooter4ever]

IGOR WITH THE EPIC SAVE

[jjkbambi]

is it new years yet? luigi mangione x reader (18+)

summary!!! you run into ex-boyfriend!luigi mangione at a nye party! smut!

warnings: fratboy!luigi, darkfic (very much implied he slips something in ur drink), cnc?, long fic, mentions of calvin harris music, inspired by the fact that he had to nominate himself to win this category

masterlist

the new year was meant to feel different.

yet, the doors at phi kappa psi open for you and a chances of anything more seems to slim. a record number of beer cans trashed in the hallway, the kitchen buried in chaos, and the overwhelming stench of beer clings to the air, impossible to ignore. you were surprised at how easily they’d let you enter—the bouncer was known for being a bit mean, strict on names and IDS and ages and sorority associations, yet one short smile was enough to get you and your best friend, lacy, into their annual new years eve party.

there wasn’t a second break from avicii or calvin harris, the crowd bouncing with red solo cups in hand. about a dozen of drinks were spilled on you already, and you were sure this was an indicator of a good night.

“is that him?” your friend’s nudge proves your prophecy wrong. your stomach drops immediately as you turn to the direction she was staring in—and yes, there he was, shirtless and six-packed on new year’s eve, surrounded by his pack of fraternity brothers.

the world suddenly feels so much smaller. you turn quickly. “lacy, he cannot see me.”

“have you spoken since the breakup?”

“if i had, id be in classier heels,” you retort, shaking your head.

you show her the reason you’ve been off your phone so much recently. about 34 days since you’ve seen each other in person, and a stunning 78 texts and 29 missed calls left in lieu of a breakup conversation. it honestly felt like too little an amount considering how long you’d been dating, but perhaps that was the least of your relationship problems, seeing as though you’d caught him making out with another girl at a football game.

she groans. “why’d we have to come to this house?”

“free entry? fireworks?” you come up with a lie that’ll make the both of you feel better. “i honestly don’t think we’ll run into each other. it’s such a big place.”

“he’s walking over here.”

“aaand we’re moving,” you sing, dragging her into the crowd of calvin harris enjoyers. for two hours, slipping in and out of the chaos seemed to be a surefire solution in avoiding your ex-boyfriend. that is, until you turn and suddenly your best friend isn’t there. you stiffen immediately, backing into the kitchen. in that step back, you bump shoulders.

“y/n,” an all too familiar voice says.

oh for fucks sake.

you smile tightly at the sight of luigi, trying not to make this already awkward situation more awkward. he looks different than he did the last time you’d seen him. his usually short hair had grown out longer, his beard more prominent. he looks… grown.

“hey!” you say, attempting to make a swift getaway. “happy new year, man!”

“get back here.” he grabs your wrist, pulling you right back to him. “what’re you doing?”

“it’s new years!”

“what are you doing here? wearing that?”

you smile, feigning innocence. “getting a re-fill!”

luigi’s eyes were dark and his grip firm. your air of innocence is almost completely defeated at his warmth, his body leaning into you, intent. “i’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

no, you can’t do it. this was gonna be a new year for you. no setbacks, no cheating ex-boyfriends.

“i’m surprised you even noticed, with all your other distractions.”

luigi’s head tilts. “what does that mean?”

“you know what it means.” you pull away from him with as much force as possible. “seriously, lu, it’s over.”

“no, it’s not.” he argues. you shake your head as you walk away. “y/n, we’ve got to talk about this—“

“just leave me alone!” you leap out of the kitchen as soon as opportunity arrives, and pour the entirety of what’s left of your cup into your mouth. the wicked sting of alcohol had never been so relieving.

minutes pass but the sound of avicii is constant. phi kappa psi has promised fireworks and began to gather in the backyard and you want nothing more than to join in on the party—but lacy. your best friend. you need to find her. the recovery mission begins with a stumble down the hallway and a headache. it’s more than a headache, it all of a sudden feels like you reallyreallyreally need to take a nap.

“hey, hey, i’ve got you,” it’s luigi again. you can tell by his warmth and his scent and the way he grabs your hand. “where are you going?”

“lacy.”

he takes the drink out of your hand, then lifts your arms to wrap them around his neck. and suddenly, the warmth of his body isn’t so intimidating anymore. “that’s not my name.”

“i know.”

he leans in closer. “come on then, what’s my name?”

“lu,” you murmur. “i need to go.”

“you’re not going anywhere.” luigi promises you.

within a second, his lips are on yours, and suddenly his warmth is everywhere. you whimper into the kiss, trying to spell out protest but you’re too weak. “relax for me,” he tells you.

you were entirely too relaxed. any reasonable part of you wouldn’t allow for him to be this close. but before you can stop him, his hands slide down to grip your thighs, pushing them apart to accommodate him, and you gasped at the feel of his length pressing against you. he’s so hard.

“i love this dress on you,” he murmurs.

desperate, you try to push, “no, no, we need to find—”

“we’re taking care of her, too, baby, don’t worry.”

you squirmed underneath his touch, which only made the friction hotter. “what?”

he doesn’t care to tell you anything more grinding into your resistance mercilessly as his hands clamp around your hips, rocking your body back and forth on his thigh.

“you’ve got some fuckin’ nerve, you know,” he grumbles into the kiss, his voice so low and gravelly, you felt its deep tenor roll down your spine and settle in your core. every kiss he gave you was hungry and heated, and you gasp when he goes to nip at the sensitive skin of your neck. “walking around my house dressed like a fuckin’ slut. got me all worked up in front of everyone.”

you despise the helplessness that washes over you as he holds you down. tears sting at your eyes as you beg, “lu, stop.”

“pull your dress up,” he orders, drinking in your scent. his scruff scratches your skin.

“no.” you shake your head again, though his kisses are persistent. “luigi, we can’t.“

“you’re right,” luigi agrees, chuckling into another kiss. “i’m not fuckin’ sharing you.”

his lips don’t leave yours—theyre all over your lips, your cheeks, your neck, your tits—as he carries you into the nearest room, and you’re too lost in the moment to notice whether it’s his own. your dress hits the floor and his hands are all over your nude. the mix of confusion and pleasure leaves you breathless. before you can process it, you’re on the bed with your ex-boyfriend on top of you.

“you know how many other guys were looking at you tonight?” he growls as he flips you over. “swear ill fucking kill them”

he was so big and your body was so unprepared that you’d screamed, which only made luigi laugh. a choked gasp left you, and your mouth was soundlessly parted as he started to thrust into you, hips snapping against yours every time.

“fuckin’ knew it,” lu groans. your teeth sink into your lips as you tremble underneath him, his hard length relentless in its assault. “knew you’d take it f’me like this, yeah? like a good fuckin’ girl.”

the bed shook beneath you as he pounded into you. he goes to bite your neck, his curls tickling your skin. he feels so good, but the weight of how wrong it is lingers in every touch. “lu,” you moan.

“what?” he says, smug. “what d’ya wanna say?”

“it hurts,” you whine.

”i don’t care,” luigi says in your ear, grinding his cock into the depths of your cunt until you were whimpering beneath him. “you know how fuckin’ long it’s been since ive had you? no, you’ve got no clue. drove myself crazy thinking i’d never have this pretty pussy again.”

“it’s your fault—“

“shut the fuck up.” his hand comes down hard on your ass and a whimper slips from your lips. he growls low, feeling how tight you’re holding him. “you’re mine,” he grunts. “don’t you ever forget that.”

“luigi, wait,” you moan, your mind going blank. it’s too much—wrong in every way, yet too good to resist.

you feel him smirk against your neck. despite yourself, you felt your cunt clench hard around his stiff length as a flood gushes from your trembling core. he chuckles darkly, mocking your resistance. “can’t take it? too much?”

“lu, please.” your voice was embarrassingly breathless. he goes faster, which felt entirely impossible.

he must’ve heard the plea this time, because he doubled his efforts. he picked up the pace of his thrusts, fucking you hard and fast, spanking your ass mercilessly while his other hand went to massage your clit. you could hardly breathe.

“so good,” he groans. “be a good girl and cum for me, princess. all over me, come on.”

“please,” you whimper again. you’re not sure what you’re asking for, but it hardly mattered. the most devastating orgasm of your life was building deep within you, an unstoppable force growing stronger with every moment—and you were desperate to chase it.

“you’re all fucking mine,” he laments. “i wanna hear you say it.”

you couldn’t possibly. your mind goes blank as he ruts into you, pounding into your cunt and ass so hard that the clapping of his hips against your skin was filling the room and almost drowning out the sound of the new year celebration.

“tell me what i wanna hear.” he demands.

“yours,” you mewl.

“good girl.” he bit out, his mouth brushing against your cheek, his stubble rasping against your skin and making you shiver. he fucks you harder, faster, slamming into your slick cunt like he was trying to leave a mark inside you.

you couldn’t take it anymore. your pride snaps inside you and you felt liquid gush between your thighs, coating his massive cock in your cunt. pleasure consumes you until all you knew was the sensation of ecstasy drowning out everything else. he groans at the sight of your orgasm, his cock still driving into you, his thrusts turning wild and desperate as he growled in your ear.

luigi grumbled a soft, “fuck,” and then pressed deep, burying his cock deep into your still pulsing cunt as he came. he let out a long moan, his cock twitching against your inner walls while he emptied his balls into your pussy, the warmth of his cum filling you up.

“i’m so glad you came around, so glad,” he murmurs, turning you over to kiss you over and over and over again. “i love you, baby, you know that, right?”

the day after

[rafeownsriley]

warnings : intimate moments (not sex), i think that’s all

pairing : boyfriend!rafe x girlfriend!reader

summary : rafe crossed the line

it was almost 12 pm. normally you’d be sleeping already but unfortunately, you have to study for tomorrow.

your eyes were heavy, half closed. you were laying on your bed, since you couldn’t keep sitting for another hour.

for couple of seconds your eyes closed but they shut open when you heard few knocks on your window. you stood up and walked towards it, yawning.

you opened one of the three windows and looked outside.

,,hey baby.” rafe smiled at you, running his fingers throught his hair. he finally sees you for the first time today.

,,hey.” you mumbled, as you rubbed your right eye gently. you were wearing rafe’s oversized grey shirt he gave you few days ago.

he smiled even more when he saw you’re sleeping in this specific shirt. his shirt. he then spoke up again.

,,can i come in?” you were staring at him for a while, thinking about his offer. even tho you were exhausted, you decided to say yes.

when he got inside, he actually got worried cause there were like ten opened books on your bed, some notes placed on your table.

you laid back down on your bed and after a while rafe joined you. he looked at you, with a small soft smile.

,,for how long have you been studying baby? you look.. tired.” rafe caressed your hair slowly.

you sat up again, which made rafe’s palm slid down on your back. ,,for a while, don’t worry.” you mumbled.

he couldn’t help but start to feel a bit excited.. your tiredness, the way you run your fingers throught your hair and the way your eyes blink slowly.. somehow all of this turned him on a little bit. or maybe it was because he hasn’t seen you all day? who knows.

you weren’t paying attention to that at all. you were too busy reading stuff about acids and bases, another informations you’ll never use.

after couple minutes, you could feel rafe’s lips softly pressing against the side of your neck, which made you close your eyes for couple seconds.

,,rafe.. i’ve had a bad day..” you said, meaning every word that left your mouth. rafe just smirked lightly, and kept kissing your neck.

,,maybe i could.. make it better.” he mumbled under his kisses, smirk still remaining on his face. his hand moved towards yours, gently taking the notes out of your hand before he placed them on the ground.

after couple seconds he got on top of you, now pressing his lips on yours. his hands were running over your hips, caressing them slowly with his fingers.

,,rafe, not today.. please.” you whispered to him, in between your kisses. his mouth left yours for a while, so he could speak.

,,shh baby you’re clearly exhausted just.. just relax, alright?” he said, before he started kissing your neck again.

you didn’t want to have sex, not after you’ve had like the worst day ever. you also didn’t want to piss him off, but you’re not even in the mood.

you could feel him getting lower, his kisses caressing your collarbone now. meanwhile, his palms were already touching your thighs under your shirt.

you hated that you didn’t like it, that your body wasn’t reacting like it normally would. the only thing you wanted at that moment was sleep. you needed to sleep after this very long and hard day.

you didn’t even realize that he was already shirtless, actually you both were. you were laying under him, just in your black bra and black underwear. when you looked at him with your tired eyes, you could see his smirk widening.

,,you’re so beautiful.” he whispered before leaning closer to you again, leaving kisses all over your chest. when you saw him taking off his shorts, his lips still on your chest, you just lost it.

it wasn’t like you were scared of him or something, you know he wouldn’t hurt you, ever, even when it comes to this. but you just really didn’t want to do it. not today.

rafe was about to kiss your lips again but he stopped when he saw tears on your face. his smirk quickly faded away.

,,please, stop.. please.” you cried out softly, your teary eyes staring on his face. he placed his palm on your cheek, his thumb wiping away your tears.

,,hey shh..shh, i’ll.. stop now.” he whispered to you. he felt so bad right now. he moved next to you and put his shirt back on.

,,baby i.. i’m so sorry.” he whispered, ran his fingers throught his hair. he wanted nothing more than just comfort you and make things right.

,,it’s fine. i’m sorry i just..” you rubbed your eyes, your wet cheeks making his heart ache. he made you cry. oh he felt like shit.

,,don’t apologize baby, i fucked up okay?” he laid next to you, his arm wrapped around your shoulders again. he pulled you closer to him, his other hand went around you.

,,i’m so sorry baby.” he kissed the top of your head, slowly caressing your back. you kept sobbing for couple minutes. he looked down at you when he didn’t hear your sobs anymore, and the view of you made him smile. you’re so cute when you’re asleep.

he kept hugging you, his head lightly pressing against the top of yours. after a while he also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

i hope you’ll like this since it’s quite a short story :) also i’m working on my masterlist rn 🫶🏻

[leclercstars]

ROCKSTAR. [pt.5]

Lando Norris x Oscar Piastri x Reader

I have gotten so so many requests and messages about this so here it is finally!! Hope u guys enjoy!

Summary: Lando invites you back to his hotel after the Las Vegas Grand Prix, and this time it's not just the two of you.

Warnings: 18+, oral sex, (m. and f. receiving) choking, threesome.

You were proven wrong. It was like Lando could hear your doubts as he overtook the other cars effortlessly and secured a second place spot. Oscar followed suit, snatching third place right out of George’s grasp. You stood at the base of the podium, whooping and cheering as the boys took their spots. They both made eye contact with you and it almost looked like they both winked. Did that just happen? Were you hallucinating after the long day? Whatever, even if they did it was probably meant for someone else.

You were in the Uber back to your hotel when your phone buzzed. It was a text from Lando, telling you to come to his hotel room at midnight. After you obviously said yes, another text quickly popped up.

“And what if Oscar was there too?”

Your heart started racing. A threesome with the Mclaren boys? What the fuck? I mean, it would legitimately be foolish to say no.

You stood outside Lando’s door at 11:58 p.m. 

“Be careful!” you heard someone chuckle as they walked past you. You looked to see who it was. Oh my fuck. It was Carlos Sainz. Your face reddened and you put your head in your hands. You didn’t want to seem like one of Lando’s little fucktoys.

The door opened to reveal Oscar and Lando standing together, already shirtless. Just like last time, it didn’t take long for things to get going.

Lando came over and stripped you of your hoodie and pajama shorts in record time, letting you keep on your lingerie for a little bit longer while he kissed along your jawline and down your neck. You suddenly felt someone’s gentle hands on your bare back, feeling their way down to the clasp of your bra. Lando’s kiss was so intoxicating you had nearly forgotten that Oscar was here. He was much gentler than Lando had been, taking his time to remove your lingerie, not just ripping it off your body.

Both of them could finally see the tits they signed all that time ago. Oscar’s hands grazed along both your nipples, teasing you gently and earning soft moans as you leaned back into his chest.

As soon as you were completely naked, Lando picked you up and threw you down on the bed. For all of Oscar’s gentleness earlier, the way he spread your legs apart certainly was not. He bit all along your inner thighs, while Lando watched you squirm and moan in frustration. When the tip of Oscar’s tongue grazed along your throbbing clit, you nearly cried out. 

“Let’s keep you a little quieter, shall we?” Lando mused as he positioned himself over your face. 

You took his cock deep into your throat, while Oscar still had his face planted between your thighs. You could hardly focus on swirling your tongue around Lando’s length as Oscar looked up at you, your wetness dripping all over his chin. It might have been the hottest thing you had ever seen, truly. Lando wasn’t going to let you stop paying attention to him, as he wrapped his hand around your throat while his cock was basically all the way down it. You could tell the way you gagged on it turned him on, feeling the pre-cum start to leak out all over your tongue. 

Oscar was bringing you closer and closer to the edge, and both boys could tell. Lando was moaning louder than you had ever heard before, and his sputtering gasps clued you in to the fact that he was close. It seemed like this wasn’t the first time him and Oscar had done this, because Oscar seemed to be able to tell too. He plunged two fingers deep inside you, stroking on your g-spot like he had done this to you a million times before. You and Lando came simultaneously, crying out around his cock as you swallowed his cum.

You looked up at Lando, who was grinning down at you, eyes full of lust. There was a spark between the two of you, at least sexually. You both looked down at Oscar, who seemed pretty sheepish for some reason. Then you noticed it. He had cum all over his abs, even though nearly of you had touched him.

“Sorry,” he chuckled quietly, running his hands through his hair with embarrassment.

“I’m taking that as a compliment, don’t even worry,” you replied back, honestly obsessed with the fact that he could cum just from eating you out. And watching you take his best friend’s dick. 

You got dressed and started to head out the door. 

“Maybe we’ll see you at the next one,” Lando winked at you as you walked out.

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Steve Harrington x reader

Mdni. 18+ short and sweet Steve fic.

It was the fourth time the dream had happened in three months.

Ever since you had seen Steve fighting off those Demobats, shirtless, sweaty, dirty, it had plagued your dreams.

You'd wake up in a sweat, flushed and aching for him. The dreams had turned even more intimate in the last few weeks.

Flashes of your last dream have you squirming in desire as you picture the way that you had pleasured Steve, the way his head threw back as you went down on him, wrapping your lips around his thick, hard dick.

Groaning you collapse back onto the bed.

You needed to get laid!

❤️

Robin seems to have some sixth sense about your turmoil or she's psychic. Because, when you head into work she's deep in conversation with Steve about you guessed it... Dreams.

"It felt so real Steve. You don't think Vickie would do that do you?" Steve calms Robin down and his eyes meet yours, remembering your own dream last night sends you scuttling away to unpack boxes of new videos.

"Robin, for the last time it's your anxiety playing up. Vickie loves you okay? It's maybe time to stop watching sad romance movies before bed though?" she nods and turns to you.

"What do you think? Dreams are just dreams right?" you nod avoiding Steve's gaze.

"Yes absolutely, they don't have to mean anything. Maybe you should talk with Vickie because something is causing you to panic Robin?" she agrees with this and seems much happier.

"You know what you and Steve are right. I need to stop worrying about this. Hey, you okay? You look really tired...bad dream" her eyes light up at the way you immediately look away flustered.

"Or really good dreams?" she teases and you knew you should have never said anything to her last week, you were desperate to talk to someone and mentioned the nature of your dream but not who it was about.

"It's nothing" Steve looks between the two of you confused.

"Am I missing something here?" Robin shakes her head and winks at you.

"Come on we can tell Steve. Then maybe you could get his advice too?" Oh no. No way did you want to mention anything about your dreams to Steve of all people.

"Wait is she having dreams about Vickie too?" he asks puzzled and Robin rolls her eyes at him.

"No dingus but she is having very hot dreams about someone else" Yeah, thanks Robin.

"That was meant to be a secret" you hiss and she frowns as she joins you in putting out new videos.

"Steve won't make fun of you or anything. He wouldn't dare and you've been stressing about this for weeks" that was true but Steve knowing was just one step closer to him figuring out he had a starring role in your dreams.

You couldn't let that happen.

❤️

Steve tidies up the popcorn left over from movie night and gently places another blanket over you as you sleep.

He's just dealing with the beer bottles when he hears you moan and he immediately panics thinking you might be having a nightmare or something.

Then you moan again and it's all needy, full of longing and his eyes widen. Shit were you having one of your dreams about the dude you liked?

He feels rooted to the spot but manages to tear himself away from looking at you, he shouldn't be listening to this. No he needed to get far away from you.

Still, there's a twinge of curiosity on who you're dreaming about. That and the stirrings of jealousy he felt about whoever the guy was.

"Steve" You whisper and he freezes on the spot, panics that you've caught him listening and is just about to apologise when you moan and whisper his name again.

"Mmm Steve" he gapes. Wait a minute were you dreaming about him? He's stunned, so stunned that he accidentally upends the bottles he's carrying and you wake with a start.

The way your lips part and a coy smile creeps over your face and Steve is momentarily stunned.

"I should go" you murmur and he shakes his head. Oh no, there was no way he was letting you go until he got answers.

"So those dreams huh? I heard you whisper my name" you swear under your breath and realise that you need to come clean. Now.

"You weren't supposed to find out. I'm so mortified" he cocks his head and moves closer to you, his hand ghosting over your hip and he pulls you inches closer to him.

"I'm curious honey. What exactly did the dreams entail?" you still feeling shocked. Oh, this isn't what you were expecting.

"Steve are you sure...' he nods and tilts your cheek up so you look at him.

"Tell me?" and so you do. You tell him about being on your knees and taking every inch of his dick in your mouth, about the way you can't stop thinking about how hot he looked fighting the Demobats.

And you tell him all about the way he would fuck you senselessly, until you would wake up aching in need.

By the end Steve's eyes are filled with lust and he smirks. "Left you all hot and needy for me huh sweetheart? I think we should fix that don't you? Get on your knees"

Fuck, you don't have to be told twice.

❤️

[yourmomxx]

— random relationship headcanons for jj maybank —

male!reader

a bit nsfw under the cut

just to be clear from the very beginning, we are talking about a secret relationship here

I mean come on, jj has a dead-beat dad, he’s not just gonna go all out and tell him “yeah i’m fucking someone with a dick fyi”

ain’t happening

starting a relationship with jj was hard, he kept pushing you away because of his fear of attachment and his trust issues

But you didn’t let him push you away

It took a while for him to let you in

But after those walls were broken, he was justKirk the most affectionate boyfriend ever

Everyday he would wake you and not know how he deserved you, and the pogues would never hear the end of it

so yes, obviously the pogues know about your relationship

even if he kept it a secret from them, too, at first

kie was the first to actually figure it out

because john b is a bit slow

and pope thought y’all were just really good friends

(no one had the heart to tell him what really made the bumping noises in the next room)

but they all love you

while you’re dating jj, you’re a pogue now, like it or not

you most definitely had it easier than sarah

but hey maybe that’s because your brother wants a psychopathic killer

speaking of siblings, if you have some (younger ones), jj adores them

like, seriously, he always tries to include them whenever you do things together, and jokes and plays around with them

if your siblings are older, they’re a bit suspicious of him first, but eventually grow really fond of him and start seeing him like a sort of a little brother too

we ain’t mentioning JJ’s dad in this house

except for the times where you threatened to beat him up until it was him lying in a hospital bed rather than his son

jj always held you back tho

he told you his father wasn’t worth a sentence in prison

you always take care of JJ’s wounds, even when he’s reluctant about it at first

silent smoking sessions where the two of you simply enjoy each other’s company

“who’s the man in the relationship?” “there’s no man in our relationship, idiot, but if there was, it’d be me.”

he always brags about you when he’s with the pogues

“did you know that y/n did …”

“y/n actually told me …”

“have you seen how fucking good y/n looks today?”

“can’t believe I fucking pulled that.”

the pogues mostly just smile and nod along, knowing how happy you truly make him

he’s just drooling whenever you walk over to him, shirtless with wet hair and only in swim shorts

his brain short circuits

It’s like that one slowmo scene in baywatch ya know

jj plans the cutest dates

like stargazing, small roadtrips, surfing together, campfires with roasting marshmallows

soft touches

and because you two aren’t in a public relationship, I am so heavy on this

like imagine you’re walking to the beach with the pogues, all together laughing and chatting

and you walk so close to jj that your shoulder always *accidentally* bumps his. all the time.

or bonfires

sitting next to each other and each talking to someone, but your knees are so close that they are just touching the entire time

you can feel jj’s warm skin against yours and it sends something like electric waves down your body

fingers linking slightly when you stand near each other or walk with the pogues to the beach

putting your head on the other’s shoulder because that’s not gay you’re “just tired”

shoulders or arms grazing when you’re close

your pinky linking with his thumb when your hands are placed near each other

f o r e h e a d t o u c h e s

hello and goodbye kisses

puts his arms around your waist from behind and lays his head on your shoulder or upper back when he’s tired (and you’re with the pogues)

falls asleep leaned against you when you’re at john b’s hanging out with the pogues

such dramatic golden retriever puppy energy

says he will literally die if he doesn’t get enough touches and kisses from you

jj practically lives at your apartment

he has his own toothbrushes over there and everything

when he’s at home he sleeps in your clothes because they smell like you and it comforts him

will literally return said clothes to you and tell you to wash/wear them because they lost your scent

with jj’s impulsive personality it’s hard, but the two of you do your best to argue as little as possible

and even when, you try your best to not yell and trigger him, but to be honest - the two of you rarely argue. like, heavily

of course there’s some harsh exchanges from time to time but not ever screaming fights or something like that

communication is key in your relationship

you’ve ensured that from the very beginning

you promised to talk things out when you feel like there are problems or something that needs to be talked about and then you can work on it together

there is literally no grudges you hold that could be thrown at each other to worsen arguments

cooking breakfast for him because you want to let him sleep in

stealing away from parties or bonfires to have some private time

his wardrobe is mostly your clothes

you would go to jail for each other

“jj i swear if you don’t stop pissing off police officers-“

you meet him at the beach to watch him surf

because he’s so talented, of course, not because you want to see him shirtless or anything

he’s the best at cheering you up

he’s everything but a dry texter

you mostly cook because the only meal this man knows how to make is toast and pasta

how he’s survived this long without you is a mystery

jealousy because, again, secret relationship

“I thought you weren’t the jealous type?”

“oh, I’m not.”

“so the girl over there that’s talking and smiling all over jj has totally nothing to do with the fact that you’ve absolutely crushed your plastic cup?”

“mhm.”

but not in an i don’t trust you and I think that you will cheat on me-way jealous, more in a you’re mine and seeing you with other people that i know don’t know that physically hurts me-typa way

has his own private smile for you, all teeth and giggles, and just so in love

you give jj your clothes and he gave you one of his leather bracelets to wear

knuckle kisses

just staying in bed all day and cuddling

he has less nightmares when he sleeps next to you

whenever jj got out of the water after surfing, he would make sure to hug you, no matter how much you struggled to push him off you, so you would get just as wet as him

— nsfw ————————————————

you actually had to introduce jj to a few things because he had never done them before or ever even heard of them

he’s good with girls but the whole boy thing? that was new territory

so you had to teach him some stuff

but it turns out, jj is a quick learner - when he wants to be

he’s a switch but mostly bottoms

it’s his inner child that just wants someone to take care of him

sometimes the sex helps him to calm down after his dad hurt him, but that is a thin line to walk

he whimpers

he has a praise kink

“so beautiful” “my handsome boy” “atta boy that’s a good one”

those just do it for him

there’s times when it’s just rough and emotional and angsty (cue choking, knife-play, heavy dirty talk and degradation)

and other times that are slow and soft and loving (cue praise, careful movements, private mornings, many and long kisses)

he takes a shower and you just surprise him by stepping in too

quickies on the boats that jj is supposed to clean (you officially keep him company for “moral support”)

his sweaty surfer curls sticking to his forehead after while he’s grinning at you😫😫

head in small caves at the beach

hickies because “if that girl tries hitting on you one more time, I am gonna hit her. with my car- ”

the pogues tease him about them the morning after

“ayo jj had a rough night I see?”

teasing. like so much. from both sides

whether it be “innocent” touches or well-placed words … it’s all over the place

high sex

handjobs in the back of john b’s twinkie

[writerracha]

can you pls consider writing a smut where changbin or han comes home stressed from work a best friend! reader offers a back massage (make ‘em shirtless!) . but reader gets turned on from how pretty and broad their back is and basically tells them why they can’t continue the massage bc of that and then forth (sry that this was so long 😞 i’ve just been so obsessed w this thought)

can I consider??? omg yes please this is so hot :( hope you like it even if it's a little short!! i also got your other request and i'll be writing it soon!!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ release the tension — changbin x female reader

↻ 0.9k :: best friends :: cw. explicit smut. no specific warnings, some dirty talk.

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

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Changbin arrives at your apartment about twenty minutes after he texts you asking to come over. He had a rough day at work, he says, looking tired and stressed. You let him in, the both of you sitting down in the living room.

"Did something happen?" you ask him.

He shakes his head, staring down at his cup. "Not really. I just... I've been feeling so stressed. I'm so tense, my whole body hurts."

"Your back again?" you wince.

Changbin nods. "I'm scared I'll pull something again."

You bite your lip, trying to come up with a solution. You hate seeing your best friend so worried. "How about a massage?" you suggest. "I remember it helped you back then."

Changbin gives you a quick look and shrugs. "I mean, I don't want to bother you..."

"You don't bother me at all," you smile. "Come on, sit in front of me."

Changbin slides on the floor, placing himself in between your legs. You shuffle on the edge of the couch, putting your hands on his shoulders.

"Just let me know if I hurt you."

You start massaging his shoulders, trying to find the knot in his muscles. You have to move your fingers down his back, feeling the tense muscles, pushing and rolling against them. Changbin sighs in obvious relief - but your fingers keep slipping on the material of his shirt.

"Hm, Bin?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you mind taking your shirt off? I think it would be easier."

A short silence follows your words, and you bite your lip. It shouldn't be any trouble, right? You've known Changbin for so long, and you've seen him shirtless plenty of times. But it would be the first time since you've started developing feelings for him.

Those feelings have sneaked up on you.

You don't know what started it, exactly - but one day you found yourself staring at your best friend, at his dark eyes and handsome face, your thoughts derailing at how his strong arms held you, wondering how it would feel to kiss his plump lips. Changbin was always handsome - but now you can't stop fantasizing about him. Which is a problem. He is your best friend. You can't think about him that way.

But it's hard, especially as he removes his t-shirt, the fabric revealing his soft skin and defined muscles. His hair is a mess of black curls in which you desperately want to slide your fingers.

"Is that better?" he asks.

"Y-yeah," you gulp.

His skin is so smooth under your fingertips. Your eyes trail down his spine, taking in every muscle, every scar, every beauty mark. Changbin is strong. So strong. He could lift you up easily. You wonder how it would feel to dig your nails inside his back as he buries his thick cock into you and -

"Y/N?"

"Hm?"

"Everything ok?"

You realize you've stopped massaging him, your imagination taking you where you really shouldn't go. You are soaking wet, and you need to resist bucking your hips against the fabric of the couch just to provide your throbbing folds some pressure. Fuck, you need to touch yourself, you need to cum, this can't do.

"S-sorry. I got distracted," you admit, a little breathless. You shake your head. "Y-you know what? I think I need to stop, I just... I can't focus."

Changbin turns around, looking up at you. Fuck. His eyes shine in the darkness, curls brushing his ears, and you catch a glimpse of the front of his chest, his pectorals, his belly button, his -

"What were you thinking about?"

You frown at the knowing smirk on his lips. "N-nothing."

Are his eyes getting darker? Why is he only looking at you this way? He continues to turn around until he is on his knees, his upper body entirely visible to you, and you have to focus really hard so as to not squeeze your thighs together. Fuck, how can someone look this good?

You want your best friend to ruin you.

You want to become a trembling mess in his arms.

You want him to fuck you until you can't remember your own name.

This is wrong.

"Do you think I can't smell you? And those little red cheeks..."

You swallow, trying to come up with an excuse, but your brain is empty.

"B-Binnie..."

"Tell me you don't want to push your legs together, huh? Need to relieve yourself a little, baby? Is your pussy wet?"

You can't say a word - and you realize that Changbin has put both his hands on your legs, holding them apart. He smiles.

"Did my back turn you on?"

You can't deny it. It would be useless to. "Y-yes."

He senses your hesitation. "It's ok, Y/N. My cock has been hard ever since you started touching me," he admits, and you glance down at his crotch. There is a visible bulge there, pushing against the fabric. You bite your lip. He smiles. "It's your hands. Those cute little hands... I want them everywhere on my body."

You reach for him. "Fuck, Changbin, everything about you turns me on..."

Changbin chuckles. "Fucking finally."

He pushes himself up, grabbing you into a desperate, needy kiss. His lips taste good, his tongue sliding around yours. You arch your back, moaning in his mouth, and Changbin pushes his hand against your core, making you moan harder.

"I can feel even above your clothes how fucking wet you are," he sighs, breathing hard. "You can fuck yourself on my fingers and then I'll make you cum around my cock, how does that sound?"

You smile. "As long as you let me mark that back of yours."

Changbin laughs. "Deal."

[icarustypicalfall]

HEAD CANONS!!

how cod men would use their phones

this is my first time doing head canons lmao if its bad just forget it 😭 i tried to be realistic but that was extremely dump lmaoo

warnings: none, totally sfw and maybe funny? 😀

captain john price

honestly, i see him as the type of people who'll lecture you when they see you using a phone, while he plays candy crush and similar games on a loop when he's alone. he isn't much interested in social media, maybe he'll use Twitter for infos and What's up to talk with his team. Otherwise, he'd be a Facebook dad watching videos with that annoying laugh on full volume while cackling. Gaz tried to  convince him to use other platforms but it resulted in Price giving him a 10 minutes lecture on how bad social media is.

(john secretly watch tiktok video complications on YouTube)

simon ghost riley

he doesn't use his phone much, he knows how it can be addicting and he has much things on his mind to worry about being social with others. although, he looks for dad jokes and have a laugh at them when he's alone. his camera roll is full of blurry pictures he took by mistake and screenshots of recipes.

kyle gaz garrick

he's the youngest and the one who convinced price into buying a phone. i think Kyle is the the type of people who'd be popular on every platform, twitter, Instagram, you name it. he's funny (also really handsome 🤭) which makes it easy for him to have much moots and friends. He watches streams or horror stories at 2 am. (spoiler: he got scared more than once)

johnny soap Mactavish

he watches shitty shows on Netflix to complain about them. he loves, and i mean really loves annoying people with stupid meaningless Messages when he's bored. if you are texting him, god be with you, this man makes 20 typos in a single word. he'd make comments on random posts to fight people for months.

"jus fer fun lass/lad"

(sorry if this isn't how Scottish people actually talk I've seen it around in fics 😭)

he looses arguments most of the time and asks Alejandro for some back up.

Alejandro vargas

he uses his phone to call only, he despises texting and if he did, it'll be like this

you:"when shall i meet you tomorrow?"

Alejandro:"9"

you:"pm?"

Alejandro:"👍🏻"

although, he takes lots of pictures, sends them to you most of the time. rudy forced him to make an Instagram account and he ended by liking it.

rudy parra

this cute man 🤭💕 he might be a military man, but he has a soft spot for cute videos of pepole taking care of animals. he'd watch them for hours. he doesn't use his phone much due to his job but he's keeps up with the trends and explains them to you if you're confused.

i can see him using this one a lot :3

Phillip graves

he hates social media, he uses what's up to send to his shadows shirtless pictures of him. he'd drop the most heart wrenching pic ever and say"what's for dinner" (you sir 🤭)

he secretly loves watching those videos of reddit stories, he knows it's probably fake but he lives for the drama and enjoys it.

-fin-

i hope y'all like it, it's shitty and short lmao.

i Just got up from a nap lmao can't believe people actually liked my other work

shall i do other operaters from like Kor-Tac and ghosts? (and yes i know König is in Kor-Tac)

*just realized I didn't add tags im

✨d u m p ✨*

[joelswritingmistress]

Camp Crystal Lake: Chapter 6

Requested by @yellowjacketsbuzzbuzz

Joel Miller x f!reader (romance/horror)

Setting: Camp Crystal Lake

The reader is taking on the position of a camp counselor at the infamous Camp Crystal Lake. While she begins to enjoy her summer, even crushing on the camp director Joel, a killer lurks in the woods unbeknownst to anyone.

Hours went by. The sun rose and dipped closer to the horizon. Painting turned into playing. Playing turned into swimming. At the end of the shift, the lifeguard stand and the tops of the docks had a fresh coat of paint. The docks, themselves, were fully assembled.

I saw Sandra tug on Jeff’s blue tank top. She whispered something to him, he shook his head with a smirk and then after calling him a, “chicken shit,” he snickered and followed her into the woods through the trees.

The rest of the staff had made their way out of hiding, so to speak, all eager to take a dip in the lake after a day of sun and sweat. It turned into a mini party on our own private beach.

I stared at Joel in his mesh shorts in all of his shirtless glory. He had been forced into the water when the guys threw him in as a joke and had tossed his soaked shirt up on the lifeguard stand. I knew right then, with regard to what Sandra had asked me in the shed, that my answer would definitely be yes.

I took a break from chicken fights, lounging on the dock and wading in the lake to head back up to the shed. A stroke of paranoia hit me when I realized I hadn't seen the key Joel had given Sandra and me since earlier that day.

I sighed to myself when I saw the gold key still set in the center of the doorknob.

“Good.” I spoke the word to myself.

“What's good?” Joel asked, making me whip around.

I jumped, not hearing him come up, and then smiled and blushed, as I typically did when in his company.

“Sorry.” Joel laughed. “I didn't mean to scare you.”

“That's okay.” I shook my head and looked back at him and smiled.

“I know you have more knowledge of this place than the others,” he guessed and then gave a small grin and teased, “Not scared of Camp Crystal Lake, are you?”

I was still grinning but shrugged, “I grew up hearing stories about this place. I know “Camp Blood” is right around the corner.”

“You gonna last all summer?” Joel leaned an arm on the doorframe and I took a step back into the shed, still staring him down.

“I'll last.”

“Yeah?” He took a step in, passing by the open doorway.

The next part happened all at once. My brain was unable to process that it was really happening when Joel pulled me to him by the hand. Instinctively my arms wrapped around him and our lips locked in a sneaky makeout session as if we were teenagers.

I saw stars from that first kiss. I thought of myself as a rather boring person; a rule follower. So, when this unorthodox romance unsuspectingly bloomed right in front of my face, I was on cloud nine. No kiss that I'd experienced had ever been that hot.

My eyes didn't open for a second or two when Joel’s lips parted from mine; though he still held me close. “I'm not supposed to be fraternizing with the staff,” he whispered, making me laugh lightly and open my eyes.

“I won't tell,” I said quietly, making him grin into another smoldering kiss inside the sweltering shed.

I'm kissing my boss! He's hot! Omg! My mind was reeling with cliche phrases as we carried on.

“Joel,” I snuck his name in the middle of it and immediately regretted it when his lips left mine.

“I crossed a line-” he began but I cut him off.

“No.” I shook my head and smiled so he knew I was okay, “No. It's not that. I just.. wow.” I actually said ‘wow’ out loud and hated myself for it.

“Oh, shit.” Joel looked out a small window behind me and made a face.

“What?”

“Sheriff is here. What the fuck does he want?”

“The sheriff?” I took a breath and looked up at him, annoyed that he might have to leave the small, hot space we shared.

Joel grinned at me, “Are you.. are you okay.. with this?”

I smirked again and nodded. “I've never done anything like this.”

Joel laughed and then glanced out the window again as the sheriff grew closer. And then I saw Sandra and Jeff walking solemnly behind him, exchanging glances.

What happened? I wondered.

Joel reached for a stray bucket of paint, mostly as a prop, and popped out of the shed. “What can I do for you, officer?” He asked, drawing the man's attention toward him.

I wandered out of the shed behind him, welcomed by the much cooler air.

“You the guy who runs this place?” The husky, mustached man asked.

He nodded and extended a hand. “Joel Miller.”

“I found two of your people over at them abandoned cabins,” the officer said, using his thumb to motion to Jeff and Sandra. “Camp Blood. Sniffing around. It's private property.”

“Sir, we didn't mean,” Jeff began but Joel put up a hand.

“I'll handle this, Jeff.”

The officer glanced back at Jeff and then to Joel, again. Annie wandered over and stood beside Joel, attempting to be friendly.

“Is everything okay?” She asked.

“I just might get a warrant against this place,” the officer threatened, making both of them straighten up.

“Oh really?” Joel asked.

“Look Joel, you've got a good reputation. You want to create a safe haven here for the summer for some kids. The town supports that, we all want that. But, you're too close. It's been quiet for a long time here,” he glanced at Jeff and Sandra again, “And we want to keep it that way.”

“So do I, officer.” He gave a parental look to the two of them, causing Jeff to make a face. Sandra tied the sand with her sneaker.

There was a pause and it appeared as if the officer was waiting for Joel to do something as he stood staring at him with his hands on his hips.

“Why don't you two go back to the main cabin,” Joel told them. “Get washed up and I'll be in in a few minutes to speak with you.”

Sandra nodded, catching my glance for a moment, and gave Joel a nod.

“Sorry Mr. Miller,” Jeff added for good measure in a way that was purposely boyish.

“You're not even going to reprimand them?” The sheriff asked, “No punishment?”

“Annie,” Joel said, glancing over to her.

“Yeah?”

“No seconds on dessert for Jeff and Sandra tonight.”

I tried my best to hold back a laugh when the sheriff's jaw dropped at Joel’s nonchalant ‘punishment’. He then waved his hands and stormed off. When he was far enough away I finally let out a little laugh.

“Well, that was interesting,” Annie said, high-fiving Joel.

He shook his head and rolled his eyes. “I better go talk to them.”

“So two of our people get hauled in because ten years ago some girl panicked and fell out of a canoe?” She went on, beginning to walk back down to the water where the others stared in our direction with questions circulating in their eyes. “Give me a break.”

Joel turned back to me and smirked. “So.. was I reading things right?” He asked quietly, looking over his shoulder now toward the others, and then back to me. “I sensed that you might..”

“You're reading it right,” I said, knowing full well what he was talking about. “I, uh.. yeah.” I laughed and toyed with my hair as I searched for the right words to say.

“Maybe we could talk later on tonight.”

I nodded right away, “Sure.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.” I echoed him and he maintained a smile for a second or two before going to the cabin where he sent Jeff and Sandra.

I touched my lips with my fingers and smiled. I contemplated telling Sandra before making my way back down to the beach to hang out a bit with the others.

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[donghoonie-3]

5. Want You

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Warnings: MDNI, sub sunghoon, mentions of calling hoon kitten, yn has a lot of thoughts about him,,main one being ruining him. Mentions of marking Sunghoon, yn touches themselves but still gn, sunghoons begs a lot <3. Lmk if I missed anything !!

NOTE: this chapter is written for what was in the videos sunghoon sent to yn!! This chapters ending finishes similarly like the first one when the message at the end that they send each other but that doesn't mean this is the last chapter just in case anyone thought that!!!

You get a notification from Sunghoon, wondering what it was you opened the dms and saw he sent a video. You're pretty sure you know what the video is. When you open it, he's on his knees in his bed. He has his pretty dick in his hand. His phone isn't in his hand and you think it's probably placed against a pillow or something to keep the camera of his phone on him.

"You said you'll just have to do the same to make it even so I hope you'll touch yourself to this" he says in a soft voice. He moves his hand up and down, twisting it at his tip. His own actions making him whimper, trying not to be too loud. "I hope...you like what you..see" he says in between shaky breaths.

His free hand is placed on the mattress, in between his pale thighs. He looks so cute in this position, like a pretty kitten. Fuck, what if he likes being called kitten? You think. The thought of calling him that and watching his dick twitch as he'd let out a whimper makes you go insane. You want him so bad right now.

"I wanted to...talk to you about this at the party..but didn't get the chance to" you see him pout in the video and it's only making you more turned on. You wonder about how he'd look if you suddenly edged him, would he also pout like that? Probably.

You're surprised you haven't touched yourself yet, you must've been too concentrated on the video. He looks so pretty in it that you can't think of anything other than ruining him.

You finally reach your hand down your pants and start touching yourself, letting out a sigh at the nice feeling. "I'd love to ruin you, hoonie" you say even though he's not there.

He speeds up his hand which causes him to moan louder and more frequently, the pleasure making it hard for him to be quiet. You wonder how loud he'd be with you when you'd ruin him. You start to think of more scenarios or him being fucked out.

How would he look like completely naked? You've seen him shirtless yes, but it was only his back. He didn't show his front to you.

How would he sound if you overstimulated him or edged him? Would he squirm a lot? Or would he have enough self controll to stay still? You don't think it's the latter though, he's already squirming in the video and bucking his hips up, practically fucking his hand.

You speed up your movements as you start to think of it being your hand instead of his around his dick. Touching him and tasting him. God you want to suck him off and have him begging you to let him cum.

"Fuck, yn. Wish you were here now, ruining me." He whined out. Fuck, he sounds so fucking cute. So desperate, you think. You move your hand faster as your eyes travel to his pale thighs. You want to mark those pretty thighs, have him wear shorts and walking around the house with your hickeys all over his thighs which would remind you of how you ruined him...you wish you could.

Your eyes then travel up to his neck. It was a mistake because now you can't think of him walking around with his neck marked up for everyone to see. Everyone would know he belongs to you like this. You want him so fucking bad. He's like a blank canvas for you to paint.

"Want you please, wanna cum so bad. Want you to make me cum, fuck." You can tell by his shaky voice and the way he's getting louder that he's close. "I hope you're touching yourself now, can you cum with me? Please?" He continues to speak with a pout.

You can't stop thinking of how cute he is like this. Asking you nicely to cum with him. His lips pouting and his pretty cheeks pink. His hair is slightly covering his eyes which is making him look even cuter. You want to kiss him so bad right now and tell him how much of a good boy he is.

You watch as he pick his phone up, bringing it up and pointing it down at his body. This new view is making you go insane. The way his eyes are looking up at the camera while he's still on his knees. You think of him being like this in front of you, opposite your bed while you'd be sitting on the edge. Him begging you with those pretty eyes to do something.

"I hope you...like this" Something about the position he's in and the tone of his voice is making him sound so innocent right now. You wish you could be taking care of him right now and praising him, his reactions would be so cute.

You feel yourself coming close. "Cum with me pretty boy" you say out loud. You almost think he heard you because he came in the video with you after you said that.

He let's out a loud, long moan. You're so grateful he changed the view because now you can see how pretty he looks with his head thrown back. The way his eyes roll back and his mouth parts so prettily. His Adams apple vibrating as he let's out more pretty sounds. And the way his cum flows out of his pulsing tip. He looks so pretty when he cums.

As soon as your high is over and what seems to his also being over, you notice something in the corner of your the video and it looks like your underwear. You don't mind it, you find it hot actually. Only because it's him, you do.

You thought the video would be over now but its not. He moves the phone a bit lower so it's in line with his face. "I...haha, I hope you uhm you liked that." He says as he looks away from the camera. You didn't think it would be possible but it looks like he's blushing even more. "Because I...I really like the video you sent" he looks at his phone this time when he continues to speak. You find him so cute when he's shy.

The video ends there. With your other hand free now you decide to text him.

"Oh hoon"

Taglist: @hee-poster @ness-iness @fairyofjaeyun @foxdaisy @mysoobins @parkhonnie @heexseung @hoonieswhore

[ironladders]

I've seen you draw Syzoth shirtless before to show headcanons that contrast his body while he was a slave compared to his body after he had become emissary and I have been curious if you would speak more on your headcanons on those differences. Also any headcanons you have on the scars I have seen you draw on him!

oh yeah im always up for talking about my headcanons with him!!

in short, i just think that during his time as shang tsung's slave, syzoth's diet probably wasn't... the best? obviously shang fed him and gave him water to keep him alive and strong enough to handle the prisoners + any experiments done on him, but i doubt syzoth was being brought gourmet meals fit for a zaterran every evening. combined with the stress of being in such an awful situation, i feel like it'd only be natural for syzoth to have lost a few pounds during that period.

then, after he escapes and starts working for mileena, syzoth would be able to eat + drink more consistently, allowing him to be fully healthy again

when he's older & mmmmmaybe has kids again syzoth 100% has a dad bod

i also imagine that fatigue/lack of sleep he may have experienced also contributes to that; syzoth's eyes do have this tired sunken in look to them (though this could just be his face model's natural features i'm not entirely sure, nrs tweaks faces sometimes so who knows) & fatigue is a contributor to unhealthy weight loss

as for his scars, he has quite a few on his face that can be seen here so i think syzoth having more on his body would make sense

the scars i draw him with on my more detailed art are usually just small ones on area of his skin that are normally covered up by his default outfit. on my more recent painting of him, i gave syzoth these little scars in places that are otherwise covered by his clothing

something i also do is give syzoth autopsy scars on his chest + torso; for those who don't know, these scars are typically the result of a cut done into a corpse during post-mortem in order to examine the body. i draw them in a "Y" shape but depending on who's performing the autopsy they can vary in shape.

obviously syzoth didn't die during his time as shang's slave/experiment, but i feel like with his backstory it'd make sense if he had them. during his time in captivity, shang tsung experimented on syzoth in order to study his shapeshifting and learn to do it himself, as mentioned in mk1. since syzoth's shapeshifting ability is purely biological, and not a result of any magic or other methods, shang would've had to actually study his biology, which to me means..... well, among other things, dissection. getting all up in there.

yes it's a pretty dark headcanon i will admit, but mk can be a cruel universe and shang tsung of all people would do something like that. poor syzoth.... hopefully he wasn't awake, if nothing else

i think that's all i've got? if i have any more specific headcanons about him in this subject, i can't recall them so 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

[jmagnabo92]

PW2024 - Day 1 - Getting Together - The Casanova of James' Heart

@prongsfootweekarchive

James has been pining for his best friend, would a stranger's comments help him realize that Sirius has been pining for him, too?

AO3

***

It’s hard some days to be pining after his best friend.  To watch him getting hit on by every man and woman that sees him because he’s the most gorgeous man James (and everyone else has ever seen). 

It’s not like he can blame these men and women.  Sirius has the looks, the charm, and basically the whole package.  Who wouldn’t want to date him?

Still, it doesn’t make the terrible pining he’s been doing since they finished Hogwarts, started their own shop and moved in together any better.  Initially, he hadn’t even realized that what he felt for Sirius was an attraction.  He thought it was completely normal that he would check out Sirius’ fine arse or chest when he’s shirtless.  He didn’t think it meant anything.

As it turned out… it did mean something.

It meant that he’s bisexual and… into his best mate.

He just … doesn’t think it’s reciprocated.  Sirius has always been supportive of James’ dates and has never shown any interest in James. 

So, James pines. 

And he pines even more when he’s watching Sirius getting chatted up by yet, another gorgeous bloke that he won’t even bother to entertain for more than thirty minutes. 

… and that’s what James just doesn’t understand.

Why is that Sirius the most gorgeous man ever, the Gryffindor Casanova (if he actually dated) does not date?

James has literally never seen him go on a single date, he’s never taken anyone home to shag – and James would know since they live together – and he’s never had a long-term relationship. 

James doesn’t get it. 

He’d snap him up in a heartbeat.

“You’re staring,” a voice to his left says.  “It’s not worth it, he’s not into anyone other than some secret fancy.”

James turns and looks at the man speaking.  He’s fairly attractive, but nothing like Sirius and he doesn’t recall seeing him in the last few times they’ve been out, but James doesn’t always go out with Sirius because he usually ends up jealous and wishing he’d be able to get up the nerve to finally admit to Sirius that he fancies him.

“Erm, you know him?  Is he… a friend?”

“Nah.  Not really.  He comes here every week to flirt and feel good that someone wants him, but then, before anything can actually happen, he always melts down that he ‘can’t do this’ because his heart belongs some bloke that apparently isn’t into him and he refuses to try and move on.  No matter how many of my moves I make on him.”

“That’s because your moves are terrible, Charles,” Sirius says, interrupting.  “And why are giving away my secrets to just anyone?”

James laughs.  “I’m just anyone, now, Si?  As if I haven’t known you for the better part of our lives at this point.”

“Well, to him you are,” Sirius offers.  “He’s never met you before and yet, he’s blabbing about me as if he knows everything.”

“I do know everything,” Charles states.  “I certainly know you.”

“Clearly not as well as you’d like,” James responds sarcastically.  Not as well as James would like either, but…

“Right, like you weren’t just drooling over him.”

“I was not drooling, but Sirius knows he’s gorgeous and he knows I appreciate that he’s like the hottest bloke to walk the earth, so it’s no surprise to him that I would be staring at him.”

James misses the slight surprise on Sirius’ face before he recovers and nods.  “Yeah, James, here, knows me quite well and I know him.”

Before Charles could respond, Sirius says, “Speaking of, I think we’re both ready to head home, don’t you?”

James nods.  Anything to get away from people putting the moves on Sirius and having to watch jealousy.  “Yes.  Let’s go.”

***

It doesn’t take long for them to go home.  Normally, it’d only take a minute, but Sirius loves to use his motorbike and frankly, James loves the excuse to get his hands on him.  Luckily, it’s still a short trip and getting home is always a relief when he knows that he no longer has to share Sirius. 

“Wanna put on the telly and have some popcorn?” James offers the second they enter their flat.  Sirius’ motorbike opened up a world of muggle things that Sirius wanted to experiment with and use regularly once he made them work with magic. 

“Actually, erm, could we have some tea and talk?”

“Something wrong?” James asks, wide-eyed.

Sirius shrugs as he focuses making the tea.  “Not exactly…”

“You’re worrying me.”

Sirius takes a second before he looks at James.  “Did you mean it when you said you found me attractive?”

James, expecting the worst, is taken aback.  “Er, yeah, ‘course.  Why wouldn’t I mean it?”

“Well, it’s just – you’ve never been interested in blokes before?”

“Si, you’re not just any bloke.  You’re pretty damn amazing, so, naturally I notice everything about you, including the fact that you’re basically an Adonis.”

Sirius licks his lips.  “When exactly did you realize that you were into men, too?”

James shrugs.  “I wouldn’t say I’m into men, too, more like I’m just into you.”

He stops.  He hadn’t meant to confess like that, but… he looks up at Sirius, who is looking at him like he’s really hopeful about something – maybe what James just said.

He thinks back to the conversation with Charles at the bar: He comes here every week to flirt and feel good that someone wants him, but then, before anything can actually happen, he always melts down that he ‘can’t do this’ because his heart belongs some bloke that apparently isn’t into him and he refuses to try and move on.

“… wait, would you be… is it me, Si?  Am I the one that your heart belongs to?”

The tea pot whistles before Sirius can respond and he focuses on that for a moment as he pours them both tea. 

“... would that be a bad thing?  If it was you?” Sirius questions. 

“Of course not,” James says, softly.  “Although I would wonder how long you’ve been pining for me when you could’ve…”

“I thought you were straight, James.”

“I did, too, admittedly,” James answers, quietly, before taking a sip of his tea.  He’s trying to quell the excitement, hoping that this is going where he wants it to go.  “Except you – you’re just too amazing.  It’s not just that you’re attractive, which you are… it’s that you’re the one person in the world that gets me and makes me so happy and I like working with you and coming home with you and I get incredibly jealous of all the men and women that hit on you and I just – I realized that wasn’t a normal way to feel about your best friend.”

Sirius gives a soft chuckle, “Unless you’re pining for them.”

“Yeah, unless I’m pining for them…” James says, abandoning his tea and moving closer to Sirius.  “So… you know, in case it wasn’t clear… I’ve been pining for you for so long… and I just … will you go out with me?”

Sirius grins.  “Yes, yes.  Absolutely.”

James leans forward and gives him a kiss.  “Good, then, I’m going to plan us the best first date ever, and you’re going to love it and it’s going to be perfect.”

Sirius laughs.  “You could plan a date entirely starkers in bed and I’d think it’s perfect, but I look forward to whatever you come up with.”

“Good.”

[bunnyreaper]

YES I DO HONEY BUN!

Let's get your most crack fic takes on how Gaz reacts to seeing spicy photos of his fellow operatives (141, Los Vaqueros and beyond, up to you!)

Like setup can be whatever you want but I'm imagining a "Hey an ex is trying to blackmail me by saying they are going to send these photos to the team so may as well pre-empt it, behold!"

you said crack fic, so I gave crack fic! admittedly not doing a good job with the prompt, but, hey ho!

your little hobby might have gotten out of hand. it started off as a silly little joke with johnny--he suggested you keep a polaroid of him on you, to really solidify your bond and friendship. 

you'd agreed, but hadn't expected him to produce the polaroid himself, and certainly not one that was just a picture of his bright smile, gorgeous torso, and admittedly delicious happy trail. it had taken you by surprise, but you felt the urge to keep your promise, and swore to yourself that one day you'd get him back with something equally as obnoxious.

from there, it had spiraled out of hand. 

simon had gotten wind of johnny's little picture, and one day approached you. you expected him to rip the two of you to pieces, but he hadn't. 

instead he slid across a polaroid of another shirtless figure, one that could be him, but with his face and tattooed arm out of frame and the alluringly lowered lighting, it's hard to tell for certain. he peered at you from behind a plain black mask as he whispered--no one will ever believe you.

price's picture had made its way into your paperwork 'accidentally'--a flattering picture of his thick, hairy stomach and broad chest, leading down to a pair of tight boxer shorts and muscular, imposing thighs. you're convinced he did it just to show them how the boys how it's done, a point of pride over his figure that is all man and not boy. all the while he maintained innocence and embarrassment at the mistake, yet he never made a move to get the photo back from your collection. 

all three photos sit in front of kyle, having spilled out from where they were hidden in the back of your phone case. he fights between confirming what he's seeing and refusing to look at all. 

different parts of him battle against each other. the first thing he felt was confusion, which quickly morphed into recognition, and then embarrassment. while the men's bodies were nothing he hadn't seen before, the polaroids all had an alluring, erotic edge to them, which brought blood rushing to his cheeks. 

it felt wrong to look, and yet he had so many questions--for them, for you.

"didn't know you were that much of a perv, love." he looks at you with a cheeky grin.

"i'm not! it's a joke, they're not for my... personal enjoyment." you scoop them back up and stuff them in your phone case, hiding them from any other prying eyes. 

"they're not?" his eyebrow arches, him clearly not believing you. "so, you just have lewds of all of our team for the laughs?" 

"something like that." you nod, desperately wishing for a change of topic, after all, it is just some overblown joke. 

a few expressions flicker across kyle's face, before he settles on a slightly wounded puppy look. "why didn't you ask me for one then?" 

"we're just friends." you explain, trying to remain straight-faced despite the emotion bubbling up inside you. 

there's a very fucking good reason you never broached the subject with kyle, and went out of your way to even hide it from him. because you knew that one look at a lewd picture of kyle would be the death of normalcy in your friendship. 

"and you're not friends with the rest of the 141?" his face shifts from wounded puppy to confused puppy, head tilted and everything.

"i am, but it's not like i want to be more than friends with them--" you rush to explain, but let out just a touch too much, revealing your long-standing crush on the man sitting across from youm "i mean..." 

"didn't know you felt the same way, love." he smiles, genuinely elated rather than smug. it's clear not just from his words, but from his tone and the look in his eyes that he feels just the same way you do--enamoured." 

you can't help but beam back, equal parts nervous and excited. "not how i planned on telling you, but yeah. with them it's just silly, with you it'd be... different." you feel your cheeks flush at the confession.

kyle leans into your space a little, and as you think he's about to take your hand, he instead takes your phone. 

he throws you a wink before he takes out the polaroids, and slips them into his pocket. "looks like I'll have to take a few pictures of my own then, replace your little collection." 

[parkminijiminie]

What is going on with Jimin, Jungkook and Jikook?

Warning: long post

I've been a BTS fan since early 2017. Back in the day, I ran this blog here, analyzing a lot of Jikook moments, but life sort of took over, and I stopped having the time for it. However, I never stopped being a fan and observing BTS and Jikook through the years. There's a lot said and written already about the supposed video of JK, but here are my two cents.

To me, the most logical explanation for that video is that this really is Jungkook. The layout of the apartment matches (yes, even the position of the security system, if you have ever watched JKs lives, you'd know that it actually is at his shoulder height, just like in the video), the dog looks like Bam, the couch is the same and this definitely looks like JK. There's also another video of the man in this apartment, alone, shirtless, and having a whole tattoo sleeve on his right arm just like JK. Obviously, we don't know for sure, but it looks like it's him. People say it was filmed in late Feb, early March, and I agree. JK had the same hair then, the outfits look warm, like winter clothes and not to forget, that when JK was stalked in his gym (late of February) there were a lot of fuss about a girl being there with him, so it all checks out in my book.

Now, what the video shows isn't that scandalous. A boy hugging a girl from behind and them playfighting/tickling each other or whatever. It isn't overly explicit. It could mean a lot of things, but it's clear the people are at the very least physically comfortable with each other. It's a short video. We don't know if they're even alone, but it looks like it. There are a number of possibilities for whom this person is to JK: a long-time girlfriend, a casual hook-up, a one night stand, or just a friend.

We'll probably never know for sure. What we do know is that this is an unacceptable invasion of privacy, and the person who took those videos should be sued for all they are worth. I hope we all agree on that, yes?

Now, if this girl is someone JK is dating/has dated/has slept with, where does that leave his and JM's relationship?

In my eyes, as someone who's observed them for literal years now, there's no way JM and JK have always had a strictly platonic relationship. Too much just doesn't add up. Sure, technically, they could be bestest friends with great chemistry, but as someone who is now 30 years old, I don't think I've seen this type of chemistry between people ever be just platonic. At times, it looked too much like sexual tension for it to easily be dubbed as "friendly".

My theory is this (keep in mind these are still just assumptions):

In 2017-2020, pre-Covid era, JM and JK spent A LOT of time together, basically all of it. BTS were super active, they didn't have any breaks. They were always working. Always on tour and doing smth else. JM and JK were pretty young back then (20-24) and this is typically the time when someone discovers their sexuality and starts experimenting, and I believe that at some point they did this together. They were best friends but also had this weird tension and air around them and I think they could've started a physical relationship back then. The members teasing them hear and there about being a couple, also kind of supports this, though of course, it doesn't prove anything.

Contrary to other people, I don't belive they only just fucked. It's very hard to have sex with someone who you are very close to otherwise, who you love and admire as a person, and not catch romantic feelings for them, so I think they did more than fucking. Whether they had a serious relationship or decided not to label it much, due to MS coming up, the group being in jeopardy or other reasons, I tend to think that other than sex, they also had feelings.

Side note: In any case, they were figuring thinks out about themselves as individuals, as well as a pair. I think maybe this is the time JM realized he is definitely bisexual (which he proudly expressed in his photobook of last year in my opinion). Idk what Jk figured out for himself, if anything.

Anyhow, by 2020‐2021 it seemed they had some sort of agreement about what/who they were to each other. At times they could have been on and off. There might have been other people/partners in-between, but I think they were mainly together by this point. It even looked like they lived together for some time. The fact they always took the same car and they were together on JKs birthday night when they first had number 1 on hot 100 sort of proves it. JM's birthday live in 2021 was also sus af (the way he was blushing while mentioning JK and their whole convos, very sus).

I think before Covid they had smth somewhat stable but then Covid hit. Their schedules changed, it was a tough period overall. Suddenly, they were not working and traveling so much, they were staying in SK. I think this was the time things started getting much more real and different. MS was also in the near horizon. Maybe one of them wanted a more committed relationship, and the other wasn't ready. Maybe they were both afraid. Maybe they tried and it didn't really work out. Maybe one finally realized his sexuality and the other had doubs. Whatever it was, the feelings of affection were still there. Chemistry as well. Proof: JM bday live in 2021 was just crazy, the way he blushed when JK was mentioned and the way the spoke to each other... man. Also, the way the were at PTD L.A. The way JK answered questions about JM etc.

So , all that connected them as people was still there, but I think their relationship come late 2021-early 2022 was definitely more unstable. Who knows what happened then. Personally, I don't believe in the theory that they opened their relationship, rather I believe by the second half of 2022, due to whatever reasons, things were simple mostly off between them. I believe they stayed this way all through the second half of the year and at least the first 4 months of 2023. They were friends, their families still loved and supported each other (JK's mom made seaweed soup for JM's bday, which one does for family) but that's about it. They weren't living together anymore, as well.

The beginning of 2023 we saw a very busy JM and a very not busy JK. Sure, they still commented on their welives but it seemed they didn't meet each other that often. Jm was working, JK was at home and occasionally with Tae. Yeah, JK watched a lot of JM content and often invited him over, but he also didn't know when his promotions will be over and it seemed they haven't seen each other for some time and JK was missing JM. I think if they truly were a serious couple back then, they would still have found the time to meet each other no matter how busy one or the other was, especially considering they live in the same city, and it wasnt the case. I don't think JK would have to resort to watching hours of JM's content just to satisfy his need-for-JM thirst, if they were a couple back then.

So, yeah, I think they were not more than friends by this point, for sure, which also ties up pretty well with the timing of the recent leaked video (February-March). To me it seems that JK and JM probably saw other people in that period, at least JK, JM was pretty damn busy then. Maybe they had some serious partners even, maybe just hook-ups here and there. Maybe this was JK's time to explore more of his heterosexual side, who knows. I don't think he stopped caring for JM in some capacity. In fact it kind of looked like he longed for his company but for one reason or another, they were simply not that much in each other's lives in the first quarter of 2023.

But then something weird happened around June-July. First JM is all scratched up from something (presumably Bam) indicating he saw JK and spent time with him. Then Seven came out and JM flew to NY. There they spend a long, fun weekend amid promotions. It wasn't a secret but they seemed to want to keep private and didn't really want to talk about it , judging by the way JK answered the question about JM being in NY as well. JM was practically silent. Then they returned and that welive happened. The one where they openly flirted, JM said he could handle JK naked, JK blushed like a school girl and tried everything in his power to get to JM but JM said "I'm not that easy". That welive. Idk about you, but that welive didn't seem platonic to me at all and if I had been JK's partner at the time, I would definitely be very angry with his behaviour. I don't think JK is disrespectful and a cheater, and neither is JM for that matter, so I believe there's no way any of them had a partner when that welive happened. I simply refuse to belive they are that type of people.

So, my conclusion is they were both single then and something definitely happend in July and NY. They returned somewhat different and they still kind of are. Jk posted pics of NY to Twitter for the first time. Jm shared a pic from then for JKs bday (shirtless, as we all know) and then recently another pic from a boat that could have been from back then, as well. The whole way they're acting offline and online strangely reminds me a lot of the time after their trip to Tokyo, actually. The way JM has been posting about JK very much give me nostalgia about the way he used to post Jikook often in 2017-2018 before he withdrew from social media. But maybe that's just me 🤷‍♀️

Anyway, to finish this long post I will say this. I don't know what Jikook were and are to each other and unless, it is explicitly denied the person in the video is JK, I will believe that it's him. But also, unless it is confirmed he currently has a girlfriend, I will have my doubts. The video is old and in any case, it doesn't prove much other than the fact JK is maybe into women (solely or also into them). This video though doesn't automatically negate everything I've seen between Jikook through the years. In some ways, it confirms what I've been thinking for a long time now. Unless JM and JK personally shut down any rumors about them and deny any romantic connection or confirm a relationship with someone else , I still believe that at some point in their lived their relationship crossed the platonic line.

Whether that was in the past or is currently true, I only can guess, but to me there's no way these two were always, all these years, just only friends.

For now, I will observe how JK, JM and Hybe are acting after the leaked videos and go from there. It will also be indicative.

Peace.

[gabessquishytum]

Heyo, it's water spirit dream anon again. I feel like I should grab an emoji but tbh Im not sure what all's taken.

Speaking of I was very taken with the Hot mess Hob and Horny neighbor Dream au a while back, yknow the one where there's a fire alarm and Hob ends up outside in a towel? Good stuff. Well Ive just had my own very specific Yes And to add.

Hob and Dream have apparetments right next door to eachother, and thus have pretty close balconies. Well on day, Dream's pet (cat or raven as you prefer) hops onto Hob's balconey from Dream's, and no amount of coaxing will get them to jump back. Dream is very flustered thinking about Asking Hot Hob nextdoor to let him in so he can retrieve his Stupid Son, but he takes a deep breath and knocks on his door.

Hob answers in the smallest shorts he's ever seen and an apron, clearly embarrassed, and it's only getting worse when he realizes it's Dream of all people. He's been doing like 10 different chores, including laundry, and dream has caught him doing dishes. After some stammering, Dream asks Hob is he can get his pet off his balconey, and Hob rushes to go get the door bc Kitty!!! (Or birb?) And gives Dream a wonderful view of his mostly bare back and ass hanging out of his shorts.

If Raven, Hob opens the door and Matthew swoops in to land on Dream's shoulder, preening at his hair and shirt collar while Hob laighs in delight and calls him Beautiful. Matthew takes a cautious interest in Hob and Dream asks if he'd like to saw hello, and to hold out his arm, just don't pet him too much, it's bad for his feathers. He tentatively hops onto Hob's outstretched arm and says "Hello" in Dream's voice to him, being very friendly, before leaning in very close and making Hob nervous. Dream is very embarrassed to tell Hob that what Matthew wants is a kiss. Hob gives his head a little kiss and Matthew goes "Wow!" And swoops back to Dream. Look up Fable the raven on youtube, she's great!

If cat, Hob rushes to the balcony to make sure he hasn't jumped clean off the building and Dream rushes after to see Hob walk back in with a luxurious black cat draoed over his shoulders rubbing on him like no tomorrow. He's smilling and petting and kissing and Dream is Not jealous of his cat even if he would like to wrap around Hob's shoulders and be petted and kissed he's So not jealous. Hob walks them to the door, and when trying to get his cat back, the cat takes the tie of Hob's robe with him and leaves Hob basically naked in front of a Dream who's trying very hard to wrangle his cat and get him safely back to his apartment. It's so so tempting but Hob is Busy, and Dream needs to get his Son inside, and even though they'd both just love to jump into Hob's freshly made bed, they are alas victims of Bad Timing. Dream and Hob exchange an awkward goodbye in the hallway, and each go back to their days. Hob does he rest of his chores sinking furthur into the "God Shit it's Always a bad time when he's around! I'll never get to ask him out!" And Dream daydreams the rest of the day about Hob in a cute little apron, doing things around the house and doting on Dream with pets and kisses. ❤

And as a side note I am a firm Fucked Up Knee Hob Truther and with all that leggy on display, maybe Dream asks about it? Maybe offers to help Hob with stuff if he ever needs it, he's stronger than he looks, promise. And maybe Hob wants to rearrange his bedroom furniture? And ends up pinned to his askew bed by an indeed, stronger than he looks Dream.

Luv u mwuah

OOOO YES I always wanna talk about nearly naked, blushing and stammering Hob.

Hob kind of tends to lose track of his chores during the week, what with work and trying to have a social life. Laundry particularly tends to pile up, meaning that by Sunday he’s down to his very last items of clothing: tiny football shorts, SpongeBob socks… he does have a t-shirt but he was doing his meal prep and ended up spilling something all over himself (hence he is now shirtless. and wearing an apron, too little too late). The shorts are absolutely too small, he’s had them since he was 18 and still in his twink phase. So you better believe that Dream gets an EYEFUL when he comes to the door. Poor Hob is so embarrassed, particularly with his sore knee on display (he’s a lil bit insecure about it and he notices that Dream is staring, little does he know that it’s only made Dream fall for him even more).

The rescue of the birb/kitty cheers Hob right up though, and he forgets his almost nakedness. He peppers Dream’s runaway pet in kisses and cooes over them, gushing about how he really wants a pet but he works all day and it wouldn’t be fair to leave an animal alone, plus he’s often too sore to walk a dog or anything like that. Dream immediately offers Hob the opportunity for pet cuddles any time he wants (he’s almost like “you can cuddle me too” but he just stops himself at the last second). Pet cuddles are healing!!

They keep having awkward little meetings and then one evening Dream hears a knock on his door. Hob is there in baggy sweats and a hoodie, and he looks sad and tired. Dream invites him in straight away, and Hob explains that he’s in so much pain today and he really doesn’t want to be alone. Before he knows what’s happening he’s being ushered onto Dream’s sofa and he gets either a kitty on his lap or a Birb on his shoulder for comfort, and Dream immediately makes tea. Hob sheepishly explains that he tried to move furniture on his own and Dream gets this real mother hen expression. He promises to come over the next day and help out.

Next day happens to be chore day again and there’s Hob in his obscenely tiny shorts and a shirt with “my tits are up here” printed on the front. He’s also baked cookies (with frozen cookie dough, he admits, but Dream is no less charmed). They quickly get to work on the furniture and Dream takes great pleasure in demonstrating how strong he is!

Neither of them are quite sure how they end up sprawled together on the mattress. Dream is pretty sure that he just groped Hob’s chest as they both tumbled down. He is pretty sure that Hob was the first to lean in for a kiss, though.

It’s fair to say that the something does get rearranged, just not the furniture that Hob was expecting 😏 and Dream is very gentle with him… just not too gentle!