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Melody : Otona Blue

February Filth Fest Special

Yandere Kang Yeosang x fem reader

a/n: i'm such a baby for these two i had to write more.i was giggling like crazy while writing this. happy(now late) valentines <3

"Maybe- maybe the way that you held onto his shoulders as you moaned, so tightly that your nails left indentations for two whole days?" -Otona Blue

✫彡wordcount: 7k

(>ᴗ•)♡´･ᴗ･`♡genre: smut w plot, yandere, story extension

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: ONLY FOR THIS CHAPTER ; the smut hinted at in 'Otona Blue's main story (you don't have to read that story to understand but i'd really appreciate it because it's my all time favorite), build up and plot because i love them sm but also lots of smut like so much smut, emotional vulnerability, yandere tendencies, age gap (19-23/college freshman-college senior) — first time together, hickeys, making out, dry humping, hand&blow job, throat fvck, spit as lube, spit in general, cum eating, masturbation, fingering&cunilingus, literally so needy, discussing saftey and consent&contraceptive(YAY!), cream pie, praise, multiple orgasms, crying very very briefly — after care and short epilogue — there is definitely typos i'm sorry

ヾ(´〇`)ﾉ♪♪♪ song recs: Close by Han Jisung - "You, who's shining among countless people. You became clearer bit by bit and now I can only see you."

Kiss Me Until My Lips Fall Off by Lebanon Hanover - "I've tried everything to block out the pain, but it just seems to haunt me in every possible way. Kiss me until my lips fall off."

You're All I Want by Cigarettes After Sex - "We fucked so hot it left me faded. For all you are, you're all I want. There is no other love, it's only yours."

FFF tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

Otona Blue tags: @thatswhywerefever

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"You look fancy." Kai mentions as he pauses at Hiyyih's open door. You chose to get ready there, because she had many more shades of makeup than you did (and as you said twelve times, definitely not because you were nervous for your date with Yeosang and needed her to calm your nerves).

It was a simple one, that you had planned. Just to go down to the instrumental store a little outside of town and pick out some new sheet music, maybe spend some time learning it together.

"Fancy? Hiyyih, I'm not supposed to be fancy!"

She looks up from her phone and gives Kai a death stare. "I've been spending the past two hours getting her to calm down, look at what you did. You went and sent her into a spiral!" He chuckles as he comes into the room, sitting at the double bench next to you and inspecting you closer in the mirror.

"Where are you going?"He asks, taking a small sip of his drink.

"Yeosang and I have a date," you state proudly, wiping away the dark shade of lipstick and picking up the shoebox filled of you and Hiyyihs shared collection.

"No shit! Since when?" He's slightly shocked, to say the least. When he approached Yeosang undercover, he seemed like a shut-in. "Damn, Hiyyih was right. When does that ever happen? Ow!" He slaps her foot away as she kicks him, leaning into you and cowering from his little sister.

"It's our second date," you smile fondly, looking over at the clock on the pastel wall. "And he'll be here in like ten minutes?! Oh, no, no. Hiyyih, I can't do it! I should call and canc-"

"Not on my watch!" She stands up, snatching the box and dumping it on the bed in her place. "You will not cancel your date with Kang Yeosang because you can't find the right shade of lipstick! That man is in love with you, and I won't let you ruin this for me."

"For you?" You ask with kitted eyebrows.

"Yes for me! I have to live vicariously through you, so get your cute dress out of the top of my closet before I beat you silly."

Kai laughs, standing to get said dress for you. You take a sip of the smoothie he leaves behind sneakily and offer it up to Hiyyih, who holds back a laugh and turns back to the pile of makeup. You set it back where he left it and fix up your hair one last time as he turns around with the dress. "Think it still fits? When was the last time you wore it, might have outgrown it by now."

"Psh," you chuckle, taking it and laying it next to the pile as he turns to face away. "You know your track shorts from twelfth grade and they still fit?"

"Yeah?"

"This dress is my track shorts. It always fits, it's my fashion soulmate. Zip me up?" He help you zip it the rest of the way and makes you do a twirl for the both of them. "See? S'Like my glass slipper, but it's a dress I got from the Goodwill."

The three of you let out a laugh, and Hiyyih slaps a gloss into your hands. It's a pretty pink, and it goes well with both your dress and your complexion. "This one."

"Are you s-"

"Yup!"She pushes you to sit at the bench and leans over one of your shoulders, Kai hunching over the other as the watch you apply the gloss. "Jesus, feel like a beauty pageant princess with over bearing parents."

"You are, now chop-chop. We've got four minutes 'till noon and that psycho will probably be right on time." You go to scold her for calling him a psycho when your phone dings with a special message tone. You yell, and so does she. Kai looks on in confusion as the two of you grab each other.

"Oh my god!" He comes to the realization, rolling his eyes slightly. "He has his own ringtone? I don't even have my own ringtone!" He swipes up the phone and unlocks it with the same password you've had since middle school. "Yeo," he sing-songs, "blue heart emoji. Wow. He gets a heart emoji, I'm kind of hurt, (Y/n)."

"Don't be dick," Hiyyih yells at the same time you ask what he said.

"I'm a few minutes away, he said. With a blushing smiley face." The two of you freak out, Hiyyih scrambling to the dresser and grabbing the necklace she placed out for you as you grab at Kai's sleeves and mumble incoherently.

"It's just a smiley face, damn!"

"You don't get it," she speaks as she drapes the jewelry over your neck. "It's not just a smiley face. When was the last time you sent someone a blushing smile emoji unironically?"

He thinks for a moment as he picks up a handful of makeup and drops it back in the box. "When I was trying to flirt with - oh my god! He's totally in love with you! My baby's growing up so fast," he fakes a pout, yelping as you smack his shoulder.

You unscrew the cap of the gloss and apply it with a shaking hand, smacking your lips lightly and smiling at your reflection. "See? Looks perfect! Right, Kai?"

He nods, sipping his drink as he inspects you."I think you look great. He's going to be on his knees,(Y/n)."

"You think so?"

"Know so!" The siblings chime, and Hiyyih messes with you hair mindlessly trying to fix it even though it's as perfect as can be.

You give her a big smile in the reflection and thank her. The smile is replaced with a look of terror as the door bell rings. Kai, funnily enough, is the first one to dash out of Bahiyyihs room and to the door.

"Hey!" You hear him greet as you whisper-yell at her to kill him after you leave. "C'mon in. Yeosang, right? She'll be right out."

You can feel your heart beating in your throat. You don't know why you're so nervous. It's just Yeosang. You've known him for almost five months. You've already been on a date with him. Two, if you counted the one time he came over and burnt made homemade pizza with you.

"You got this, sister. You don't have to be so nervous," she shakes you by your shoulders and tells you to, "snap out of it."

When you round the corner with Hiyyih, he doesn't even notice that she's there. All his attention is on you. He hasn't seen you for a few days and by God he missed you. You look so pretty and soft and you've clearly done yourself up to impress him.

"Hi."

"You look nice."You say as you take in his shaggy mullet, straightened down his neck. He has on a few dainty necklaces and a ring on his thick middle finger.

"You too, Petal." You hear Hiyyih squeak from her spot beside Kai, and your look over yours shoulder and give her a side-eye.

"We'll be on our way!" You grab Yeosang by his hand and all but drag him out of the Huening residence. You mumble a sorry about their weird behavior and pull him along as he laughs.

You had successfully completed your trip to the musical supply shop and made your way back to his apartment, now sitting down at the table with him as he flips through the book of songs.

"What about that one, do you know it? I've heard it a few times." You stop him at a particular song, tapping on the title.

"No, I haven't. Should I learn it?"

"I bet it would be beautiful," you smile at the thought, and he asks you to go and grab his violin from his bedroom. You've only been to his apartment thrice before, and it somehow means something to you that he trusts you to go into the place which is most him.

You grab the case from the chair in-front of his small desk and smile down at the picture he has of you and himself, taken by Soobin. It was taken after the concert, and he couldn't help himself but place the fond memory somewhere he could easily see it.

"Here you go," you snap it open and slide it in-front of him, besides the book. He offers you a smile and a forehead kiss, giggling as you pout when he pulls away.

"Will you warm up my fingers?" He asks shyly, but he knows you will. It's become a sort of tradition between the two of you. You take up his hand in both of yours and rub his highest knuckle gently.

"What did you think of the store?" You make small talk as you go from finger to finger, crouching beside his chair to get a good grip.

"I liked it. They have a lot. I don't think I've seen so much sheet music in my whole life. And for so many-sorry." He stops himself from ranting as he sees your growing smile.

You look up from his finger with a bit of wide eyes, "oh, my bad. My bad. That was just cute. I barely see you get so excited."

"Cute?"

"Mhm. You're so passionate about music. It's so... endearing? And not like, in the 'that's a weird little quirk that's not weird enough to call it weird but I need to let you know I find it strange way', in the 'oh, wow he's so interested in this and it's so refreshing to see someone st-"

He stops you with a quick kiss, smiling into your lips. He pulls away, leans back into his seat with a small smirk. "What was that for?"

"Just cute." He mimics your words form before and you drop his hand dramatically. He eyes you in his peripherals as he pretends to read over the notes.

"Yeo," you pout, leaning closer to him. "You can't just tease me like that."

"Can't I?"

"No, you can't! Give me a real kiss, Babe." The nickname slips past your lips before you have a chance to stop yourself. "Sorry, was that ok-"

He slips off his chair and falls ontop of you, wrapping his arms around you head and pulling you into his chest while you laugh. "Yeo!"

"Oh, Petal," he hums happily, "you have no idea how long I've waited for that!" He grabs your face between his hands and pulls you in to give you an aggressive forehead kiss, making it a point to make a smooching sound as he pulls away.

"Can I have a real kiss, then?"

It's small, almost fleeting. But his lips are so soft and warm against yours. You don't find yourself minding as he pulls away, leaning his forehead against yours. "My beautiful flower."

The next kiss is feverish, much like the one you shared in the library. Softly animalistic in the way your lips mesh together gently, but with the intent to devour one another. The way his tongue pokes out and slides against your lips is new, but you don't mind. You open up your mouth and let him in, moving your head slowly and wrapping your fingers up in his hair as he explores everything his tongue can reach. He moans into the kiss.

This feeling... this feeling. What even is it? He doesn't know and he can't bring himself to care as you maneuver into his lap and bring yourself closer. Just like how it always is: he's filled with a peace he's only ever know when he's with you. But as you start to moan back, that peace is mixed into a pot full of passion.

When you pull away to finally breath, you see the glaze in his eye. It's the darkest and most noticeable it's ever been. And he doesn't bother to blink it away or try to hide it from you. He looks right at you, letting you get a good look at how much you affect him.

"Is it too soon to say I love you?"

"No," you hum, tracing the collar of his sweater.

"I love you," he mumbles as you scoot away from him and stand slowly, leaving him on his knees below you. He looks up and follows your movements as you turn and walk away, making it a point to sway your hips as you look over your shoulder on the way to his bed room. He trips over himself as scrambles to his feet, all but running after you.

You've settled yourself on his bed, facing away as you move your hair out of the way of the tall zipper on your back. "Will you, Yeo?"

"Oh, Petal..." He crawls on the bed and comes up behind you, his hot breath fanning over you. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. Im sure. I'm really, really sure." He leaves a short kiss on the back of your neck, reveling in the way you lean closer to his touch as he plants his hand on either of your shoulders. "I wan... I wanna go further. Do you?"

"God, yes, I do." He slides one of his hands to the zipper and slides it down slowly, breath catching in his throat as it rolls past your bra and exposes it. He pulls it as far as it will go and then leans back as you let it pool around your thighs.

"Here," he softly pulls you up and out do the dress, laying you on his soft sheets. He pushes it off the bed and climbs over you, taking in every little detail and committing it to memory.

"You're so beautiful," he admits lowly. He's never seen someone so precious. He would scoop you up and keep you in his pocket if he could. "Could you- can you say it again?"

"Wh- Babe? So you liked it? That's okay?"

"Yes, yes," he whispers, holding you closer. "It's okay, it's so okay, Petal."

"Babe?" You test it out, grinning into his sweater. He purrs contentedly, stroking his hand up and down your side.

You stay there for a moment, basking in each others hold until you whisper. "Can I... Can I give you a hickey?" He grabs onto your hips in shock, looking down at you to see you staring at his neck like a sort of predator.

"What?" He needs to make sure he hears you correctly. There's no way you just out and said that... right?

"Please, Yeo. I want to give you a hickey."Yeosang has officially lost his self control, opening gawking at you as he bites his lip and thanks God he chose to transfer to your class all those months ago.

"You wan- You want to give me a hickey?"You nod, dragging your hands around his hips and caressing the small of his back. "You drive me crazy, Angel. You know that?"

You smirk up at him with a new found confidence. No body has ever shown so much unfiltered love and admiration towards you. Yeosang is the first who's ever loved you enough to stand up for you (besides they Huenings, but they stood up for everyone). He's the first person you've felt so deeply about. And you want to show him off to the world.

He straddles over you, knees on either side of your thighs and hands on the pillow besides your head. Your hands grab the edge of his sweater and you look up at him. "You can give me one, too."

He all but tears his top from his body, leaning back as he throws it to give you a view of his toned body. "Can I touch you?" You ask, nervous now that he's finally in front of you, now that it's so real.

You've been fantasizing about him for months, not that you would ever admit that out loud. Lusting after your senior before you were even friends? It was strange, sure- but you couldn't help it. Yeosang had burrowed his way into your mind since you handed him his book that very first day.

"Yes, touch me..." he looks down, eyes dark as they track your every move. "Touch me, please. Don't make me wait any longer, Petal." He's been wanting this for months. Not that he'd ever admit that out loud. Ever since he switched classes and accidentally sat in your seat. Chasing after your junior? Doing anything for her? Threatening people to stay away from her before you'd even kissed? He knew it was unhealthy. But he didn't care.

He really didn't care as your hands finally made contact with his stomach and roamed up slowly, avoiding his nipples and gently scratching down his shoulders. "You're so pretty, Yeosang."

The sound of his name falling past your lips makes him hold back a shiver, smiling down at you. "My pretty boy," you speak lowly, like you didn't even mean for him to hear it. But he did. And it lit the sparks in his stomach fully ablaze.

"Your pretty boy?"

"Huh?"

"I'm your pretty boy?"You can feel your face heating up, but you don't let it deter you as you lean up and wrap your arms around him and feel his smooth back. "Am I?" He asks, voice tight.

"Yes. My pretty boy...all mine." You claim before pulling him back down with you and latching your lips onto his neck.

He lets out a sigh, melting onto you and propping himself up on his forearms as he elbows give out. "God, oh my god." His voice is frenzied, wavering as he reaches his fingers out and catches your head in them.

You detach from his jugular with a little wet pop, smiling in bliss as you see the small mark that's forming from just the small amount of work you did. "More, Baby," he whispers into the pillow, breathing heavily as he tries to control himself. "Want more."

You comply, leaving opened mouth kisses all over the side of his neck and latching onto a spot just below his ear when he lets out a small moan. He tests the waters with a small grind down on your core, and when you moan against his neck and wrap your legs around his hips, he doesn't dare stop. You suck and suck away at his smooth skin, nibbling gently. He moans quietly into the pillow,rolling his hips lightly into yours as his blood rushes down.

Your tender biting makes his brain fuzzy, and he can't help but sigh contentedly as you continue rubbing up his back as you leave your marks. His heart is racing out of his chest, and he's shocked you haven't heard it with how close to his pulse you are. Your hands settle just above his hips, smirking as you slide one between you and dip your finger tips just into his jeans. "Fuck, fuck, please."

"Take them off, Babe," You whisper as you breath heavily onto his neck. The way your hot breath hits the cool saliva on his neck and the new nick name, it all makes his body feel light. He hurries away from you and stands up, unbuttoning his pants and kicking them away to get back to you as quickly as possible.

You smile at his eagerness, sitting up with your legs folded under you. He joins you again, copying your stance right infront of you as he smiles at you. He cups your cheeks and smooshes them together as he leans in and kisses you. Short and sweet.

"I want you so badly."

Your skin heats up at his confession, sucking in a breath before you even think of responding. "You got me."

He turns and hangs his legs off the side of the bed, then grabs you and leads you to sit on his lap, grinning up at you. "I got you," he says- like he can't believe it. "My flower, I got you." He laughs in disbelief, kissing down your jaw. "All mine." He licks a stripe up from you collar bone, making you shiver. "All fucking mine."

He wraps his lips on your skin and sucks harshly. You whine, grabbing onto his hands as they rest on your thighs at either side of him. His lips keep their suction as he parts his teeth, swirling his tongue around on your hot skin.

"Ah, Yeo!" You grind your hips down on him, groaning as the small button on his boxers grazes over your covered clit. You continue to mumble, drifting into meaningless nonsense as he slides his hands and grabs your ass through the fabric of your panties. His touch only serves to make you more and more worked up, grabbing his shoulders and digging your nails into them. He groans into your neck, pulling away to lean his head back in ecstasy while you swirl your hips on his covered cock.

You take the opportunity and weave you lips into his, smiling as you swallow up all of his small moans. You steady yourself with one hand on his shoulder as the other reaches between you. You take the button between your thumb and index, pulling away to look at him.

He says nothing, only nods and bites his lip as you slide the button undone. It's a bit strange to you, unfamiliar as you take him out and glance down. You never did anything like this with your past partners. But they weren't Yeosang. And you wanted to spend as much time as much time as you can with him. You want to be as close as possible. You want to become one with him.

When he notices your unsure of what to do, he takes your hand and brings it up to his mouth, letting spit dribble into your palm as you watch intently. He holds the back of your hand and wraps both of your hands around his girth.

He openly shivers at the feeling, and you can't help the small smile the tugs at your lips as you watch him closely. He mumbles under his breath, and you can't quite catch it. You lean forward and connect your foreheads, kissing his lips gently and pulling away quickly to get his attention.

He opens his eye and moans at the sight of you, hand tightening around yours over his dick. He keeps one hand planted firmly just behind him to keep him upright as you lick your lips.

"Just like this, Baby. Okay?" You nod with a small smile and lean into his hand as he wraps it in you hair.

You continue just how he showed you, sliding your hand over him with just as much pressure he left you with. His chest rises and falls heavily, eyes dropping as he keeps his gaze on you.

"So good," he praises, fueling the fire in your gut as he strums his thumb across your jaw. You break your eye contact and look down, getting a good view of him as your hand slides up and down slickly. He's big, but not intimidatingly so. He has a long, thick vein on the side of it which branches out. Your hands slows as you inspect it, feeling his breaths against your face.

You withdraw your hands and he watches your thumb run over it. "Oh my - God!" Your mouth waters at the sight of him twitching, cunt leaking as you hear his moans. You haven't been this worked up in your life.

"Can... I can- uh."

"What, Petal?" He asks softly.

"I want to suck you."Your low eyes meet his, wide once again.

"O-okay."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah- yes, Baby, yes."

You slip off of his lap and kneel between his legs, reaching up and grabbing the elastic band of his boxers. He lifts his hips and his heart swells at the way you look at him as you throw them to join your dress. He leans back on his hands, watching as your tongue falls from your lips. You leave a fat kitten lick from the middle of his length to his leaking tip. He bites back a moan as you swirl your tongue.

"Yeosang," you look up and ask, "do you want to be rough with me?"

"Are you sure?"

You nod enthusiastically. "We can start slow, and if it's too much," you think for a moment, "if it's too much I'll hit you a few times. Is that... is that okay? I want to make you feel good, Babe. You can be rough, I can take it for you."

"I don't deserve you, Petal." He scoots to the very edge of the bed and wraps both of his hands in your hair, pulling you up gently to give you a long kiss. "Too good to me." He lowers you back down to your knees and smiles sweetly before he speaks, "open up, Baby."

You drop your jaw as far as it will go, flattening your tongue as he inches his way inside of you. He moans as the warmth of your mouth envelops him, pulling you further and further onto his cock. You grab onto his knees and look up through your lashes to watch his lips part with a sigh.

"Doing so good. So good, Baby." You gag around him and he stops, sliding one hand down to your jaw and massaging gently. When your breathing even out he asks, "ready?"

You tap on his leg gently, following his lead as he buries his cock in the depths of your throat. He sighs deeply, committing the view to memory. "Fuck, Baby."

The tip of your nose presses against his smooth pelvis. Your lips stretched out around the base of him. One hand dipped in your panties, toying with yourself. Closing your eyes only to snap them back open and focus on him.

You must be a God. You have to be. You are.

His God.

"Look so pretty. My pretty girl."You swallow around him and he nearly ascends. "Oh, fuck!" He holds onto your hair tightly as you twirl your tongue around as much as you can. He uses it as leverage to pull your head back just a small bit, before slamming his tip to the back of your throat. You sputter around him, moaning and gagging and making a mess.

He continues to buck his hips into your warm, wet mouth, nearly panting as he uses his hand wrapped up in your hair to pull you closer. Your spit slide down your chin, soaking his underwear and making his shiver.

When your close your mouth just a fraction of an inch, the edges of your teeth scrape against his veins and he has you pull you away frantically.

You swallow thickly, rubbing his thigh. "Why'd you stop?"Your rasp, soothing the indents on his thighs.

"Gonna cum," he moans with eyes closed, mouth parted.

"Can I taste it?"

"Fuck, oh my God!" His arms give out as your words float around his mind, laying flat and moaning loudly as you wrap your hand around him. He feels like he could cry as you take his tip and suck it like it's the sweetest lollipop in the world.

"Ah- Oh, fuck!" He has a death grip on the sheets as you work him with one hand and slide the other up his clenching stomach. "Oh, please," he whispers, teetering on the edge of pure bliss. "Baby, please, don't stop. Don't stop! Fuck!"

It feels like he's died and gone to heaven as you continuously swallow up his release, moaning as the warmth settles in your belly. A string of broken curses leaves his mouth as he's dunked into a tank of pure pleasure. He needs you more than he needs oxygen. He doesn't bother to pull you away until it physically hurts.

"Fuck, Petal..." he huffs out, guiding you up and wrapping his big arms around you to pull you flat against his heaving chest. "So good." He feels almost numb, floating on a cloud of peace that only you can provide. It's the welcome feeling you always offer him, but it's multiplied by a hundred. Any doubt, any worry, any voice nagging in the back of his head- all of it is gone as you kiss him and let him taste himself on your swollen lips.

"I love you." He prays, eyes closed: that he will never have to live another day without you.

"I love you, Yeosang." Your voice is slightly hoarse, raw with both emotion and dryness, and your words make his heart skip multiple beats. He opens his eyes and sees yours right above him.

It's the first time you ever said that to him. He said it everyday. All day. Ever since he confessed to you. And to hear his words returned in earnest makes every thought fly away from his mind. He flips your positions and pulls you to the edge of the bed, reversing your roles from just a moment ago. He kneels in front of you like you are a precious, breathtaking, art.

"Please, please, let me make you cum, Baby. Let me eat you out, please!" He seems more desperate than you are, grabbing the little lace edge of your panties and begging for you to let him tear them away.

"Ye-" the second a single sound of confrontation falls past your lips, he has the garment thrown far away and has his mouth wrapped around your weeping cunt.

He dives right in, eyes closed in pure joy as your slick coats his tongue. He swallows it down like he's dying of thirst, with his mouth wide open, scooping up as much as he can with his tongue.

"Holy shit, Yeo!" He steadies himself by lifting the back of your thighs onto his shoulders, letting your legs dangle on his back as he pulls you inhumanly close. "D-don't stop, please!"

He would never dare. He hums into you and it brings you to a mumbling mess. He forces his eyes open as he places a finger at your entrance, watching for any signs of discomfort as he presses them in slowly. But all his finds is unfiltered pleasure as your back arches up and you throw your head to the side.

He moves it in and out slowly, giving it a few good moments before his middle finger joins it. When his palm connects to your dripping core, he can feel you clench around them. He curls them inside of you, smirking against you as your arms spread out beside you, one gripping at his pillow and the other at the end of his blanket.

When he spreads his fingers out inside of you, you nearly faint. Holding back a scream and looking for anything to hold onto as your hips jerk. Your fingertips find his pillow and bring it to your face, screaming into it to muffle yourself for the sake of his neighbors. He laughs against your cunt, pulling away with heavy breaths to speak, "is it that good, Petal?"

"Yeah," you groan from below the pillow, "so fucking good, Yeosang." His cock twitches to life between his folded legs as he hears your muffled praise. He knows exactly what you said, but he asks anyways, "what? Does it feel good, Baby?"

"Yes! Please, keep going, Babe! It feels so good, s' so good, I love it!" Content with the praise you've flooded him with, he slips his mouth lower. The tip of his tongue joins his eager fingers and his nose rests against your clit, making you moan every time he moves his head on the slightest.

You mind is gone by the time you realize. He's about to be the first man to ever make you cum. Wether its because you're so emotionally attached to him, or the way he's so feral to please you, you have no idea.

"Yeo!" You cry out, legs gaining a mind of their own and wrapping around his head. He doesn't complain, nor would he if he could. He only leans closer and looks up to watch your chest rise and fall violently as your reach your peak.

When he gets the first taste of it, he hums contentedly and it breaks the wall holding you back. You cum, and you cum hard. You subconsciously toss the pillow away from your face to get more oxygen and you meet his eyes- it feels like you cum again before it's even over as you see his eyes peeking out from being buried in your pussy. His pupils have completed taken over his brown eyes. His beautiful, shaggy blonde hair is stuck to his forehead with sweat. His hands dig into your thighs, the cold metal of his ring brings you back to Earth as you're tempted to float away.

You suck in a small breath and slump onto his bed, completely fucked out. His fingers leave you with lewd noise, and you can barely watch as he sucks them clean without combusting. When he's had his fill from there, he turns his attention back to your cunt as it drips slick onto his knees and slides to the floor. He kitten licks as gently as he can, holding your hips still as they twitch and writhe.

"Yeo, s'too much!" He pulls away with a small smile and climbs over you, "taste so good, Petal. I could get addicted if we aren't careful."

He scoots you up so that you lay in the middle of his bed, albeit sideways and with your feet dangling off the side. You swallow thickly, biting your lip as you look between you and see how hard he is. You know you want to keep going, and it's clear he does as well. But you can't take it just yet. So you grab onto his neck gently and bring him down to your face, face burning hot as you stick out your tongue and lap at his chin, cleaning up your own arousal.

He has to catch himself from falling straight onto you, making both of you laugh lightly.

"You want me to clean you up, Babe? I made such a mess on your face, m'sorry." No, you aren't. That was the best orgasm you've ever experienced. You can still feel your clit buzzing between your legs.

He hums in response, wrapping his arms around your head and letting you lick his chin, his jaw, his cheeks, his nose.

You smile up at him with your mission accomplished and push his hair back out of his face."Want you to fuck me now."

Again, he finds himself shell shocked. He wants nothing more than to oblige and fuck you silly. But he asks first, "are you on the pill?"

You stretch out your arm and show him the little bump on the inside of your bicep, "implant. Do you want to use a condom anyways?"

"No, do you?"

"Fuck, no. I want to feel you as close as possible."

"Good Jes- Baby, dotn talk like that, we'll never leave this room if you keep this up." He slides his hands to your thighs and spreads them, pumping his cock a few short times before he inches his way into you.

"Tell me of you want to stop," he whispers as he holds your hands at your hips, slowly sinking into you and stretching you out deliciously.

"Don't," you moan, licking your legs around him, "don't you dare stop." When his hips finally collide with yours, you both can't help the pornographic moans that rip though you.

You fit together so perfectly. Like no body has ever fit together before, like you must be the first to be so undeniably perfect for each other. Your warm, gummy walls hug him so beautifully, he fears he might go mad without you after feeling you so intimately. The tip of his cock rests right up on a spot that makes you feel dizzy. It feels so right. And so, so, so good. "Give me more, Babe."

He starts a languid, almost massaging pace, grinning like an idiot as he rests his head besides yours. "Why're you looking at me like that," you manage to ask between your deep breaths.

"Fucking love you." He states simply, letting go of your hands to caress your jaw. "And you feel so good." He kisses your shoulder, rolling his hips. "Can't believe I've got you all to myself." He draws out and pushes back in quicker, making you grab onto his shoulders, nails digging in deeply. "I'm so fucking lucky."

He stops as he sees your tears welling up. "Did I hurt you?"

"No! God, fuck," you wipe the wetness away aggressively, going back to holding him quickly. "I'm just so happy. I love you. I do." The tears you had just wiped away come back to mess with you. Yeosang wipes them away, cursing them for blurring your beautiful eyes. The kiss is soft. Almost ghostly in the way your lips graze together. "Keep going."

You wrap your arms around his back and latch on- legs and arms now keeping him close as he resets a tender pace. "Feels so good," you mumble against his lips, smiling as his forehead rests against yours. "Love it, love your cock."

He can only moan in response, lifting your shoulders gently to wrap his arms around them. Your chest presses against his, nipples pressed together and making the both of you groan at the friction. "Faster, Sangie." Before he even has a moment to register the new nickname, his hips respond for him, picking up the pace and building up a rhythm until his all but pounding into you. "Fuck, ye-yeah!"

He groans into your neck, eyeing the forming hickey. The next noise that comes from him makes your lists clench around him. He growls. "My Petal." "My girl," he speaks softer. "My fucking girl."

"M' gonna cum, Sang."

"Wait for me, Angel. Can you?" He looks up and you swear you see the Devil behind his lustful eyes.

He must be a Devil. He has to be. He is.

Your Devil.

"Yes, yes, I- ah!" Your hands find their rightful place on his shoulders, digging into the indents you've already left and making him hiss. You bite your lip, closing your eyes as your orgasm gets closer and closer with the way he's fucking you to another universe.

"Let me hear you, Baby."

"C-" Whatever words on your tongue fall short, cut by your loud moans as he reaches down and swirls on of his fingers around your sensitive clit.

"I can't, Yeo! I'm goi- fuck! I'm gonna cum, please, please," you grab at his head wildly, bringing his face right up to yours, "cum inside me. I want it! Want it so bad, Sangie!"

His unoccupied hand grabs yours and that's all you need to gush around him, cunt clenching and unclenching. Pulsing around him, trying to pull him inside you and make him apart of you. He releases deep inside of you, whimpering and closing his eyes as you cradle his face. You both stay there for what feels like hours, but in reality must have been only a few minutes.

When he pulls away, your legs fall limp and you groan at the ache in your hips. The warmth of his cum dripping out of you makes you shiver in his arms as he curls up next to you. You place your hand over his which rests on your sweaty stomach, "I love you."

"I love you... was I too rough?" He rubs circles on your hip bone gently, reveling in the way he can see his handprint in your skin.

"No, perfect." You lean into his warmth as your adrenaline settles. "Never," you laugh, "never been with some one so good. I feel fucking faded."

He laughs with you, sharing the sentiment and telling you that that's probably the hardest he's ever came. You laugh again, smiling over at him. He leans forward and leaves a quick peck on your lips, acting shyly like he wasn't just balls deep inside of you.

He rubs your hip, leaning in and kissing your neck before you pull his head away by his mullet. "If you get hard again, you're on your own. I love you, but I also love my ability to walk."

He chuckles, nodding. "Told you I'd get addicted, Petal."

"Have a good shower, Baby?" He asks as he hears your padded footsteps behind him.

"Your water pressure is amazing, I might have to move in." You toss fix up your wet hair as you sit across from him at the small table.

The sun is setting behind him through the cracked blinds, casting shadows on him. "Well, I'm not complaining but one Mingi gets home, he's be pissed I've found a new roommate."

He slides you a pair of chopsticks with a smile and takes in your appearance as you eat. You're wearing one of his orchestra shirts as a night gown, towel across your shoulders to catch the drips from your hair. You fumble a bit to get your chopsticks situated and take a big bite of the food he prepared. You look at home. Like you truly belong here infront of him. And you do.

"I love you, Petal."

You smile, swallow you food quickly and speaking as you gather up another bite, "so you've said." You offer him the bite, hand under the chopsticks as you hold it out. He leans in and takes it as you speak, "I love you too, Yeo."

Even if you don't... he'll make it so.

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#kang yeosang #yeosang #ateez yeosang #yandere yeosang #ateez #yandere ateez #yander fic #yeosang smut #ateez smut #smut fic #february filth fest

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hughungrybear · 10 months

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Me while watching Last Twilight Ep. 3:

I swear if P'Aof makes me cry (again) in this episode, I might send him my health insurance bills for the things he's doing (done) on my mental health 😂

1. Of course, the scene starts with a promotion of the upcoming merch 😅 I see you, GMMTV. You're making me want them too 😅😅😅😅 Also, Mhok and Day are acting like they are life-long friends now. Day is just adorable. I can see why Mhok has the urge to just scoop him up 🤭🤭🤭

2. To channel @dribs-and-drabbles' energy, I think Mhok's "Fitness Leader" is very apt for this scene as he tries to help Day to improve his other senses in order to enjoy and live his life despite his disability. 😭 Also, I wonder what Mhok saw in Day's phone? 🤔🤔🤔

3. Look at Day, Mum and Night 😭😭😭 Babying him was just doing Day a disservice. Maybe that's why he was so angry during the first episode. <after five seconds> Gods damn. You should have at least let him eat first 😭😭😭

4. Oh, so it was Mhok who broke up with Porjai? Also, I'm not liking the new bf. Why is she the one saving up for the wedding? Where's my girl, Gee (Film) at? 😅

5. Ah, this is what I was talking about last ep. It seems nobody knows aside from Day's family (and Mhok) that he is essentially blind. Why did the family kept it a secret though??? It would mean Day will never be able to show his face to the public. That's just wild. <after five seconds> Oh my gods, I am crying again. Damn you, kind chancellor of Day's uni admissions 😭😭😭

6. Sidenote: I know this series is not based on any existing novel, but damn. Looking for a book in which Day and Mhok are supposed to be the main characters is (as always) so meta of P'Aof 😂 Also, ngl, that's some effective product promotion they got there - even a blind man can smell and taste the difference 😂😂😂

7. Ooof. Mhok is definitely feeling something already 😳 The man is actively blushing. He is probably grateful that Day cannot see him.

8. That's awfully sweet of Mhok to let Day find the book. Also, who the fvck tears off the last page of a book and sells it off to a second-hand shop? And a novel at that??? Heathens. 🤬

9. Ah, I knew Porjai's new bf cannot be trusted. But also, Mhok, you forgot something important. Day is in trouble 😭😭😭 This is like the "incident" all over again.

10. Oh, my god. The hot pink shirt has healing powers 😭😭😭😭 If not for the ridiculousness of that shirt's colour (and Mhok's mustache), I might have cried again 😅😅😅

11. Mum, don't make me hate you. Mhok was the only person who treated Day decently and has not babied him to the extent that he cannot even come down to the dinner table to eat. The fvck. 🤬

12. Wait, Mhok, now that Day is okay, you need to tell Porjai about her two-timing boyfriend. 🤬

I don't get it - why did Day looked so shooked when Mhok said "good night"? Isn't it a standard greeting? Also, based on the preview, Porjai asking Day the right questions 😂😂 And my girl, Gee, confirming to Day that Mhok is indeed "hot" LOL I kennat 😂😂😂

#last twilight the series #last twilight #mhokday #mhok x day #jimmysea #jimmy jitaraphol #sea tawinan

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imapuppy5000 · 5 months

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Mary’s return part 3

Probably only one part left

Rosalina belongs to @mirconreadzztuff22

Sage belongs to @theacedragon0w0

Hazel belongs to @puffymucher

The next day Vlk was out of the tower and never came in for work, the polycule obviously assuming the worst, went on a search for her. Hazel and Sage went down to the hotel and Rosalina and Velvette headed down to the fox’s old apartment. They had already scavenged the studio only to come up short.

Rosalina knocked on the door, crouched at a weird angle due to the short ceilings. There was a groan followed by a sharp, “Fvck off I’m busy!” That clearly resembled Mary’s slightly reptilian accent.

Velvette knocked louder and more aggressively, pounding on the door until finally it was opened. Mary’s hands were bloody as she glared at the two, “What do you want?! I said I'm busy!”

“Where’s Vlk?”

“She’s inside. Currently she’s got a gash in her back that won’t stop bleeding so if you’ll excuse me, I have to go deal with that.” Mary’s attempt to close the door got nowhere as Rosalina barged in and Velvette stamped on Mary’s already broken ankle, earning a curse and a cry.

The pair rushed to the bathroom and saw Vlk sitting on a stool, looking tired. She glanced at the mirror and startled. “Hey.” She said awkwardly, immediately grabbing a towel and wrapping it over herself to hide her cut. “What are y’all doing here? Oh what time is it?! Am I late?!”

“Yes, you never showed up, we were worried sick about you! What happened, let me see.” Rosalina insisted, pulling on the towel.

Vlk held tighter, blushing, “No, No it’s okay. It’s just a little scratch. Mary was just patching me up.”

Rosa looked over her, concern evident in every wrinkle.

Velvette shook her head. “Tell us what that b-ch did.”

“That b—ch did nothing, thank you very much.” Mary growled, holding onto the door frame for support. “She got into a fight at a bar and asked me to come patch her up cause I know how to suture wounds. Now if you could let me finish so she doesn’t continue to bleed out that’d be nice.” Mary shoved her way into the room and limped over, sitting on the toilet and tugging on the towel. This time Vlk let it slide off, which did hurt her partners a little.

“I didn’t want you guys to worry.” Vlk muttered, looking astray as Mary picked up where she left off. “And Mary is good at patching me up so I was just gonna have them do it and pretend it never happened.”

Rosa and Velvette glanced at each other before Velvette asked, “What were you doing at a bar, you never drink.” To which Mary laughed loudly.

“What’s so funny?” Velvette growled.

“I used to struggle to keep her out of the alcohol cabinet, no way in hell she got better about it while she was literally in hell where vices are encouraged.”

“I don’t need to drink anymore.” Vlk hissed, ears flat. “I’m on meds that help.”

“Really? The thing I tried to get you on for years?”

“Yes.” Vlk’s voice was tense. “I tried them and they worked and I’ve been on them since. You should be happy I’m not constantly depressed anymore.”

“I- I am but why didn’t you change with me?! What’s different now? You’re in hell you should be living it up like you wanted to, going out killing whoever you want, getting wasted, the whole thing. Instead you’re here getting better?”

Vlk looked at her partners and her face softened slightly before turning back to Mary. “Yes. They encourage me to get better. Unlike you who always brought out my worst flaws.”

“Your best traits.” Mary corrected. They reached over and washed their hands as Velvette asked, “So why the bar?”

“I was in a mood and looking for a fight. Emotions were high, is all. Bar fights are safest ‘cause a bouncer will stop the fight before someone dies.”

Mary hummed and nodded at that.

“Well whatever the reason, I think it’s time to go home. Everyone’s worried about you.”

“Okay. Just let me get dressed.” Vlk smiled softly and carefully made her way to the dresser.

As she was getting dressed Mary and Rosa stared at the other. “I guess that’s my cue to leave?” Mary asked, breaking eye contact and pulling a bottle out of a drawer. She popped one of the pills and put it back before grabbing a makeshift cane and trotting out of the building.

Vlk was brought home and fussed over. Her partners found a few more cuts and bruises that were hidden and a few very distinctive bite marks but didn’t ask questions. Vlk was glad for it as she doubted she could make up another lie.

She went to bed early, rubbing her arms tenderly.

“We’re not letting them get away with this, are we?” Hazel growled when Vlk had left.

“F—k no!” “Definitely not.” “No. I think it’s time we step in.”

“Good.” The hound nodded with an evil grin.

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ckkookie · 2 years

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HMM?

TOPIC - when your mafia husband gets jealous

PART 3

"Looks like Mrs. Jeon is ENJOYING tonight. " I was laughing on jimin's joke totally forgetting about my fuming lion. I bit my lips. Even though I was back facing him but I could clearly sense his sharp piercing glares on me and jimin. I gulped while jimin looked unbothered by his sharp glares. "oh hey jungkook! How are you? Long time no see!" He spoke while forwarding his hand to jungkook but he stared at his hand for a good minute with an unreadable expression before rolling his eyes and pulling me harshly in his embrace. I collided in his broad hard chest. I looked up at him hesitantly. The way he pulled me, the way he looked down at me while clenching his jaw and gritting his teeth, I was sure that I was a goner now. Jimin pulled his hand back embarrassed. "we literally met YESTERDAY jimin. Did you already forgot the way you fell down from the chair yesterday infront of all the DEALERS."He said while still hiding my whole face in his chest. But I giggled at his words. "what he fell down from the chair? " I asked chuckling innocently still dug into his chest while he slapped my a**. I gasped as I realised my words. "he always keeps falling" He said through gritted teeth. "yah I don't fall ALWAYS " Jimin spoke offended while I quickly turned around forcefully to face him. " yaah don't lie, You always fall down especially from chairs." I spoke and started laughing like a kid. Atlast jimin bullies me a lot then it was a cold day in hell that I was letting go of this chance to tease him. I was giggling while he pouted. JK's pov - I widen my eyes in shock and gulp. What the fvck! How did I even agreed to marry this women. A big achievement of my patience ! She can't say a single properly in front of me but the audacity she has to tease this shorty now huh, well this extra short creature deserves this though. i scoffed internally. "stop laughing you little punk before I punch you in your face." "as if i am letting you do that " I widen my eyes more at her words. Is she the same lady who sleeps beside me every night? Jimin glared at her playfully while she stuck her tongue out at him. I looked at both of them in disbelief. My was so innocent, My mafia aura didn't affected her but this shorty's aura is definitely affecting her God! I cant even imagine another version of this short d*ck around me. I thought while looking at the two crack heads with squinty eyes. Jungkook's dad : JIMIN COME HERE! My father's loud shriek brought me out of my fearful thoughts. I felt proud of my father for making my task of throwing that shorty away from my women easier for me. I smirked as he turned around to leave but, "See you around Bye " He turned around hastily and flicked her forehead cutely. I widen my eyes and clench my jaw. THIS SHORT MAN'S AUDACITY IS BIGGER THAN HIS WHOLE EXISTENCE. I looked over to y/n and great the woman smiled. If I would've done that then the damn vixen would've drowned in the pool of shyness but the guts she have to smile to this. I scoffed internally while fixing my tie. He finally left before throwing some more so called cute antics. "Did nobody told him that he looks damn clown while acting cute." I mumbled while scoffing and looking at him acting all gentlemen infront of my father. But, "No!He doesn't" She said quickly while following my gaze and looking at him with a smile. I widen my eyes but soon squint them sharply at her while clenching my jaw. "yeah ! I still have to deal with this vixen. How can I forget her?" I thought to myself while glaring at her who was still uninformed and unbothered of my glares. "oh yeah he doesn't! " (I spoke sarcastically while gritting my teeth.) y/n's pov - I gulped. My whole body tensed as I froze. Damn how can I forget this huge fuming man beside me!? God what do I do now? How do I save myself now. "he don't look like a clown then who does Mrs. Y/n ??" I just stood there frozen

#bts jungkook #established relationship #bts fluff #ceo jungkook #jungkook fic #jungkook mafia au #arranged marriage #husband jungkook #jungkook husband au #mafia au #park jimin

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soggykookiesandcream · 1 year

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𝕟𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕣 - 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟚

Oh, hell NO. I grab Lia and look around to see a zombie ready to pounce on a woman who was feeding her child.

"WATCH OUT!" I yell to her and the woman notices the zombie. She screams and tries to run but the zombie pounces on her.

"MY BABY!" The woman yells as she drops her child.

"Fvcking hell! These things are everywhere!" I pull Lia up to see another zombie snarling at us.

Lia freezes in her place, "Jung-"

I quickly pull her out of the way before it could tackle her. I sigh and look at her to see her shaking, almost on the verge of tears. Don't go into a panic attack, please-

"Jung- Jungkook," her grip on my sleeve tightens. It's actually been a while since I saw her have a panic attack. She probably had them several times while I was gone. My pretty girl had to deal with them alone.

"Lia," I hold onto her tightly and push her hair back, "You're alright. You'll be fine. Don't panic. Please breathe for your Jungkook, okay? I need you to breathe. I need you to focus to get to safety, alright?"

"Lia!" Hoseok runs towards us, "Is she going into a panic attack?"

"I think so-" I reply but Hoseok pulls Lia towards him.

"Lia," he cups her face, "You've got nothing to worry about. Got it? We'll get you safe and we all will be safe, okay?"

She nods frantically. How did Hoseok do that? Does he have experience doing that?

"Good girl," Hoseok smiles at her, "Now, hold onto Jungkook real tight while I go find a way out."

With that, Hoseok runs off to the door of the room to open it. Lia grabs my hand tightly.

"We'll be fine, baby," I wrap my arm around her looking at the people who got bitten-groaning and foaming from their mouths.

"We can't leave that baby!" Lia says and pulls me, "It's gonna get killed."

"We can't-" It's too dangerous to get that baby from the middle of at least ten people who were turning into zombies.

"We can't leave it just like that!" Lia says pulling my sleeve softly.

"Wait here," I instruct her and tiptoe to the baby. I softly pick up the baby and tiptoe my way back to Lia.

"The door's locked!" Hoseok yells banging at it. A zombie who was biting someone else hears the loud noise and snarls at him.

"Fvck," Hoseok swears before he grabs a fire extinguisher to protect himself. The zombie launches him and Hoseok hits the creature with the fire extinguisher killing it.

I look around to notice that a few of the bitten people were turning into zombies, "Fvcking hell," I swear before I look around to see a knife on the ground. I quickly take it and run to the door with Lia holding onto me tightly. I look at her to see her looking around with fear. I smash the knife on the door's handle and open it. The loud sound causes all of the zombies in the room to notice us.

"RUN!" Hoseok yells before grabbing Lia and running out. I rush out behind him as the zombies follow us in a hoard.

"HELP!" Hoseo cries to an officer he sees.

"What the fvck-" The officer cries before taking his gun out and shooting at them. That was not going to hold them back. He takes out his radio and calls for backup but even before the backup could arrive, the zombies pounce on him and take him out. I watch Hoseok and Lia run in front of me as Lia turns her head around often in worry for me. I was clutching onto the baby in my arms for its dear life.

"Don't look back, Lia!" I yell, "You'll trip!"

"Jung-"

"It's okay, baby. I'm right behind," I assure her as we continue to run through the halls of the ship which suddenly felt too small. We knock down a few stairs and the zombies trip falling over each other. We see the dining hall of the ship.

"Let's go in here!" Hoseok says and kicks the door open, "Quick!"

We all run in and I hand the baby over to Hoseok. I try to close the door but I couldn't lock it. Fvck, Hoseok kicked the door and the lock system broke. I try to hold the door close but the zombies were trying to push through.

"Let's go!" Lia says-tears streaming down her face.

"Go," I tell her with a smile, "I'll hold them off."

"No!" She walks right back up to me. I sigh.

"Baby-" She cuts me off by joining me and holding the door off.

"Would you let me hold the door off while you run off to safety?" She asks me sniffing and snivelling.

"No..," I reply with my head hanging low-trying to oppose the force coming from the zombies.

"Then?" She yells at me, "What makes you think I'll let you do that?"

"I'd rather have you safe, baby," I smile at her softly.

"Wipe that smile off of your face!" She cries out, "I'd rather have you safe too. I don't have anyone other than you and Hoseok. Why can't you just understand that?"

"I don't have anyone either, Lia," I sigh, "I'd lay my life down for you."

"No!" She yells with her head hanging low-like she'd given up, "If you lay your life down for me then why- who will I live for? I need you, Jungkook. I can't without you. You're my only pillar of hope and support."

Tears flow out of my eyes seeing her cry like this.

"If you ever try to sacrifice yourself," she sniffs, "I'll- I- I don't know what I'll do but it'll be something you won't like."

I chuckle softly at her threat and nod, "I wouldn't want that."

"Yeah," she sniffs with a smile, "You wouldn't."

"I've got a few chairs and tables but they're all lightweight plastic. I don't know how long they'll hold the zombies back," Hoseok says as he gathers the tables and chairs.

"Put 'em here," I look at Lia, "Go help him, babe."

She carefully leaves the door and helps Hoseok arrange the tables and chairs against the door.

"Where's the baby?" She asks looking around and Hoseok points at a chair.

"Get it!" Lia says and Hoseok carefully takes the baby into his arms.

"Let's go," Hoseok says and I leave the door. The tables and chairs start rattling.

Fvck, it's not gonna hold-

"RUN!" I yell and we run to the door Hoseok pointed at as the zombies burst through the barricade we made.

"Where?" Lia asks as she runs along with us-sweat and tears dripping down her face and neck.

"I saw a way out that door," Hoseok says and leads us inside the door we saw.

"Up here!" Hoseok sees a ladder leading up from the hall, "Come fast," he gives the baby to me and climbs up pulling along with him Lia carefully. I hand the baby up to Hoseok and climb up. The zombies bang their heads onto the ladder and fall down.

"Where's the closing thing for it!" Hoseok pulls his hair looking at the hatch.

"You mean the door for the hatch?" I ask as I look at the broken hinges and realise that it doesn't have a door. It's probably broken and they removed it, "It doesn't have one. It's broken."

"I- I don't think they can climb ladders-" Lia points it out and Hoseok looks down.

"Y-yeah," Hoseok nods wiping his sweat off with his sleeve. I sigh and crouch down to catch my breath.

"I thought we were gonna die-" Lia couldn't complete before I hear her scream out.

WHAT THE FVCK-

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niieve · 2 years

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HOLY FVCK LYRIC SENTENCE STARTERS

( 127 sentence starters from demi lovato’s album holy fvck. please like or reblog if you found this helpful! )

freak

❝ pinch me. ❞

❝ ain't gotta spell it out for me. ❞

skin of my teeth

❝ when is this shit gonna end? ❞

❝ sounds like the voice in my head. ❞

❝ i can't believe i'm not dead. ❞

❝ i'm alive by the skin of my teeth. ❞

❝ i survived, but it got harder to breathe. ❞

❝ go easier on me. ❞

❝ god damn it, i just wanna be free. ❞

❝ i don't need you to keep score. ❞

❝ i'm just a product of the problem. ❞

❝ won't you try and have some mercy on me? ❞

substance

❝ is anybody happy with life in the backseat? ❞

❝ is anyone grasping that nothing lasts? ❞

❝ i know we're all fucking exhausted. ❞

❝ am i in my head, or have we all lost it? ❞

❝ it only left me lonely and loveless. ❞

❝ i don't remember last week. ❞

❝ am i talking to myself? ❞

❝ is anyone out there? ❞

❝ i can't relate at all. ❞

❝ give me the real shit. ❞

eat me

❝ be more predictable. ❞

❝ all that i'm hearing is you want to make the impossible possible. ❞

❝ is this what you'd all prefer? ❞

❝ would you like me better if i was still her? ❞

❝ did she make your mouths water? ❞

❝ i know the part i've played before. ❞

❝ i know the shit that i've ignored. ❞

❝ i know the girl that you adored. ❞

❝ she's dead, it's time to fucking mourn. ❞

❝ i can't spoon feed you anymore. ❞

❝ please be presentable. ❞

❝ would you like me better if i didn't oppose? ❞

❝ choke on it. ❞

holy fvck

❝ i'm an angel, i'm a demon. ❞

❝ i'm the one she was afraid of. ❞

❝ now i'm what your dreams are made of. ❞

❝ i'll show you the light with all the lights off. ❞

❝ you see me begging for permission. ❞

❝ she's a novice, a beginner, i'm the sexorcist, the sinner. ❞

❝ i can guide you, i can teach you. ❞

❝ honey, this is just the preview. ❞

happy ending

❝ i met god. ❞

❝ i tried love, gave me something to believe in. ❞

❝ giving pieces of my heart, just to end up leaving. ❞

❝ am i gonna die trying to find my happy ending? ❞

❝ will i ever know what it's like to be fine without pretending? ❞

❝ i got high. you name it, i've tried it. ❞

❝ sure, i'm sober now, and everybody's proud, but i miss my vices. ❞

❝ i was your poster child. ❞

❝ it didn't fill the void. ❞

heaven

❝ i had a secret, it killed me to keep it. ❞

❝ so close i could almost taste it. ❞

❝ crucified for the life i'm living. ❞

❝ oh my god, hope i'm forgiven. ❞

❝ going to hell 'cause it feels like heaven. ❞

❝ i can't help it, guess i'm a heathen. ❞

❝ if pleasure's wrong, cast me out like a sinner. ❞

❝ i found myself with my two little fingers. ❞

❝ my right hand’s got me singing my praises. ❞

city of angels

❝ been here for fifteen years. ❞

❝ i'm bored to tears. ❞

❝ there's nothing left to do. ❞

❝ this town is heaven-sent. ❞

�� better when i'm face down under you. ❞

❝ show it to me from every angle. ❞

❝ i want you to make me scream. ❞

❝ you call me they, but i'm still daddy's girl. ❞

❝ come make my day and rock my world. ❞

bones

❝ the second you walked in the room, my legs started to shake. ❞

❝ heart pounding like there's a fucking earthquake. ❞

❝ one look at me and i lost myself in those blue eyes. ❞

❝ so many feelings when you said her name. ❞

❝ i want you so bad that i need restraints. ❞

❝ lemme jump your bones. ❞

❝ no one has to know. ❞

❝ selfishly speaking, i want all of you to my self. ❞

❝ one day i'm gonna leave you needing nobody else. ❞

wasted

❝ i'm scared of the come down. ❞

❝ i don't think i'll know how to live without this. ❞

❝ i'm wiser and older. ❞

❝ i'm clean and i'm sober. ❞

❝ the highest high can't hold a candle to getting wasted on you. ❞

❝ happened so fast, i can't hold back. ❞

❝ i'm addicted, we both know that. ❞

❝ it feels like it's dangerous. ❞

come together

❝ you lead, i follow. ❞

❝ i knew the minute i met you, that i had to have you or i'd die. ❞

❝ no way to hold me back tonight. ❞

❝ don't rush, i love a slow touch. ❞

❝ you're doin' everything just right. ❞

❝ you gotta hold back till it's time. ❞

❝ got me closer to the edge than ever. ❞

❝ we could make it last forever. ❞

❝ paradise is even better when we come together. ❞

❝ your hands send shivers down my spine. ❞

❝ feels like the first time, every night with you. ❞

❝ there's nothing i'd rather do. ❞

dead friends

❝ i watch the sun go down, they won't. ❞

❝ i'm waking up right now, and they never will again. ❞

❝ i made it through hell, and i don't know why. ❞

❝ how am i different? ❞

❝ i miss my dead friends. ❞

❝ we had the rest of our lives. ❞

❝ didn't get to say goodbye. ❞

❝ god only knows where they went. ❞

❝ sometimes i wish that i could jump right into the blue, for a moment with you. ❞

help me

❝ what you think matters isn't up for debate. ❞

❝ you think you're helping, huh? ❞

❝ thank you for your useless information. ❞

❝ what's with your desperate fascination? ❞

feed

❝ i found my soul just to lose my mind. ❞

❝ all of the sinners know my name. ❞

❝ there's scars i've caused and scars i've earned. ❞

❝ still don't know much, but here's what i learned. ❞

❝ some days are diamonds, some days are rough. ❞

4 ever 4 me

❝ i fell for you, smitten and hopelessly. ❞

❝ maybe i'm healing. ❞

❝ i couldn't be scared if i tried. ❞

❝ nothing's ever felt this right. ❞

❝ i can't hold back i'm falling in love. ❞

❝ take me home, i can't wait to hug and thank your mother. ❞

❝ he's beautifully made. ❞

❝ i can't wait to show you, you'll see. ❞

❝ i promise his heart's safe with me. ❞

❝ they say you know when you find the one. ❞

❝ just a look from you, i come undone. ❞

#rpc #rph #inbox memes #sentence starters #inbox memes.#long post #*#inbox memes*#sentence starters*

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vidalinav · 2 years

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Oh but if Nesta does let Cassian hold the baby... I'm a sucker for giant men holding tiny infants with all the care in the world

Please forgive my generic ass name for Nesta’s child, but I gave no fvcks and I couldn’t make myself care about it. The other option would have been Noname so I think this is much better lol.

Nesta holds that tiny baby in her arms and for a moment she looks frightened. Wide eyed and tucked in close, she holds that little girl to her chest. Why now does the world seem so big?

Her screams are larger than life. Big and bold and breathtaking. She’s this frail, little thing all baby pink and somehow he knows she’s well. She’s strong. She’s a fighter.

Hazel.

Coincidentally the color of his eyes though Cassian won't say that out loud. Her name is Hazel and she already has that look. Exactly like Nesta, that sweet judgmental frown and the furrow of a brow. What might she be thinking in this room full of foreign stares?

She’s swaddled now. The blanket, all cloud white and pristine, is wrapped tightly around her, but she doesn’t sleep. Hazel is filled with curiosity right down to her tiny toes, safe in her mother’s arms.

“It seems strange,” Nesta says, her voice wistful.

“What does?” Cassian asks, taking her in. He’s done it only a million times since she’s gone into labor--accounting for all things. He checks it off in his mind, how well she looks. If she’s safe. If she’s healthy.

“That I’m a mother... When this morning I wasn’t... It was only a dream until now--something I just imagined--but here she is, staring at me with those big eyes.” Nesta shrugs a little, her lips quirking fondly as she peers at the pale blue so much like her own. “I wonder what she thinks of me--if she thinks this is as strange as I do.”

“Well she is only a couple hours old,” Cassian offers. “I’m sure the view here is a lot better than the one she got in the sack... there’s more to see.”

He shakes his head, but Nesta only laughs. A slight, soft sound that has him standing taller in his seat. But then, she’s looking at him, a quick glance as if she’s forgotten something. “Oh, do you want to hold her? You’ve been with me all day, I forgot to ask.”

Everything in him wants to admit yes, but Cassian finds himself hesitating, his hands burrowing beneath the underside of his thighs. “I don’t know if I should.”

“Why?”

“She’s so small. What if I hurt her?”

Nesta seems to contemplate this and Cassian tries not to shirk in his seat. He’s much too big, he might scare the babe. His wings might be too menacing. His skin might be too rough from all the callouses and scars. A warrior maims and protects, he isn’t taught to comfort, though Cassian has tried hard for so long.

Still... he can feel that itch in his palms. He wants to meet Hazel and hold her in his arms and promise quietly that he’ll never let go even when he hands her back to her mother. I’ll protect you always.

But can he? Will this little baby call him out as a liar and a cheat? Maybe not with words, but will she scream for someone better than him, squirm in his tight hold? Will she frown judgmentally as if he’s not worthy enough to hold her in his grasp?

But Nesta asks, “Would you hurt me?”

“Not on purpose,” Cassian says, “but you don’t fit in my palms. She’s... fragile.”

“And you’ll be careful. Just like you are with me.”

Cassian pauses at that, taken back by the words, but Nesta’s already shifting towards him. For a moment, he’s rushing forward. A list of things sit on his tongue. To lie back down, to be careful, to rest.

But she comes for him with a too curious child in her arms before he can get out a word.

“There,” she says settling the babe in his hands. The light tilt of her lips has him holding his breath. “You’re right, she does fit in your palms.”

Indeed. The length of a dagger and just as lethal. She’ll break his heart before she even knows it’s in her small hand.

“Hello,” he says breathily, and he can hear Nesta’s distant snort. “Hi, Hazel. I’m... I’m Cassian.”

“Just greet her with a good afternoon, too, and you’ll both be set,” Nesta mocks.

“I got you a bear suit,” he offers. Hazel merely blinks. She doesn’t cry, doesn’t squirm. She simply looks, waiting for him to do something. For someone so small, she’s less frightened than him. “It might not fit you yet now that I see you, but that’s okay.”

Cassian remembers the store, nodding. Little tufts of hair, and he’s already deep in negotiations. “I’ll get you a smaller one and when you’re older I’ll get you the whole store--the toy store. Or the clothing store. Or the bookstore if you’re anything like your mom.”

“That’s awfully generous.”

“For you too,” Cassian is quick to add. “I’ll build those book shelves. You can have a whole library just like you wanted.”

Nesta huffs a soft laugh. “Who knew all it would take was a baby, for you to fall at my feet?”

Cassian spares a glance to the babe in his arms and then back to the woman of his dreams and says the only words he can find any truth in. “I would have already done that, if only you’d let me in.”

To be clear, Nesta and Cassian are not romantically involved in this scene.

@arinbelle

#nessian #nesta archeron #cassian #nesta baby fic

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violetsandfluff · 2 years

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H0RNY

Loveee this picture of Harry 😩😩😩😵‍💫

TW: smut and horniness, no actual sex. I know I just did a virgin!y/n thing about Harry but…………. Consider this the prequel to that. Harry helps y/n get herself off bc she’s waiting til marriage. Smut, horniness, masturbating, language, etc.

“Hazza?” Y/N’s soft voice broke the silence, panic was evident in her tone.

“What’s wrong, Y/N? What happened?”

“I feel weird.” she shifted, rubbing gently against the arm of the couch.

Harry rotated on the basement couch to look at her. “Are you sick?”

“No… well maybe. I don’t know,” she whined and Harry placed a hand to her forehead.

“You don’t seem sick,” he mused. “What does it feel like?”

You described the sensation in vivid detail and his cheeks heated up with realization.

“What’s wrong with me?” she moaned tearfully as Harry licked his lips and responded slowly, “Tell me more?”

“It hurts… down there. It doesn’t quite hurt… it’s burning… throbbing, that’s it.”

“You’re horny.” The words fell like bricks into her ears.

“What?”

“Horny, sweetie. It’s when you-“

“ ‘Kay, Harry, I get it.” she snapped in annoyed disbelief.

“What made you horny, Y/N?” he had to ask.

“Well,” she began nervously, chewing her bottom lip. “You were holding me really close and whispering to me… and I know we’re just friends. And I’m sorry. But the …”

“I got you all bothered?” Harry couldn’t hide his proud grin. “Woah. I thought a girl like you would have higher standards!”

“Nope. Low as hell,” she couldn’t help but joke around with him. “I don’t know why but it was so fvcking sexy and I thought it was butterflies but then they went down.”

“Wow.” Harry began nervously moving his hands around. “Do you still want to wait until marriage or… do I need to teach you how to get yourself off?”

“You mean, masturbate?”

“Well… yes,” Harry settled finally.

“How often do you masturbate?” you couldn’t help but ask, laughing when his face reddened.

“Questions about my sex life, hm? My, you’re getting gutsy.” he smirked, looking directly into her concerned eyes and causing the throbbing to advance. “Every week or so… sometimes more often than others.”

“Oh.” Another panicked thought entered her naïve mind. “What if my parents find us…”

“Do you use tampons?”

“No,” she replied slowly, stroking her ponytail. “Never tried putting anything up there.”

“Does your mom?” He quickly emphasized when he saw your face. “Well obviously,” he chuckled. “You exist, don’t you?”

You erupted into choking laughter and he shushed you.

“Does your mom use tampons, I meant? Your sister?”

“My sister does,” she said quickly.

“Can you get one from her?”

“I’ll see.” She started up the basement stairs, in a mission. Her dad was in the kitchen making dinner and he questioned where she were going in such a rush and she just laughed it off, saying she needed a phone charger.

She returned from her sister’s room charger-free, but tampon in hand. She brought it proudly to Harry and dropped it in his cupped hands.

“Good dog. You fetched!” He snickered. “Do you want a cookie? Or a bone, I should say.”

“Ha-ha. You’re hilarious,” she grumped. “Now look at it, will that do?”

Harry opened the package and analyzed the tampon intently. “It’s thick,” he noticed. “Does it have to be?”

“They make ultra-thin ones now,” she said. “But that was the smallest one my sister had.”

“It will make do,” he placed it back into her smaller hand. “Now, what you need to do is to put it up in there and move it around. A specific spot—your g-spot—will feel amazing. Shove it back into that place until you cum. Sound good?”

Her cheeks reddened. That sounded horrible. “Wait, where is my g-spot?” She was also comically appalled that her best friend was practically teaching her how to fvck herself.

“You’ll find it. Also, go in the shower so you don’t mess up the floor.”

“What does an orgasm feel like?”

“Y/N, go.” Harry commanded. “You’ll figure it out.”

She walked stiffly into the bathroom, not wanting to irritate her throbbing pussy. She was terrified of shoving an object into herself to get off, but here she was.

She was afraid it would either hurt, or Harry was fvcking with her about being horny at all. Still, she removed her pants and underwear, stepped into the shower and gripped the tampon firmly. She wiggled it in, testing how deep it could go.

In and out? Around and around? What had Harry said?

It was pleasantly less painful than she had expected, but she couldn’t get over the fact that her best friend had gotten her horny.

The sensation she experienced when she finally got better was unexplainable. She had never dreamed that such a feeling could exist. She sat down, still half naked, on the toilet, put her head in her hands and laughed to herself.

Breathing hard, she threw the tampon away and put on her clothes. She walked out of the bathroom, the carpet squishing between her toes.

“How was it?” Harry looked up from his phone to examine her. “Did it help?”

She nodded slowly before wrapping her arms around him in a strong embrace.

“Careful,” he warned jokingly. “Don’t want anything else to happen to ya, do we?”

She continued hugging him and he felt an all-too-familiar feeling surge through his body. “Let’s just try and ignore each other for a minute,” he suggested. “We’ll feel better.”

“What do you mean?” She asked quizzically and he rolled his eyes. “Horny fiend,” he grunted. “You know damn well.”

#fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #smut #blurb #fanfixtion #harry styles #horny!y/n #virgin!y/n #harry styles x y/n #friends with benefits!harry #fwb!harry #flutterfly alley #yellow 💛 heart

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wolferess · 2 years

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BETAS DON'T MATE, AT LEAST NOT WITH ALPHAS… Part two.

Tag-list; @surprisemodafakas, @hornehlittleweeblet2

Part one

TW; NO QUIRK AU, FLUFF, COMFORT, AGED UP, SLOWBURN

LATER THAT DAY…

He drove to the bar a bit nervous because he has never offered someone a job, it is always them asking him for a job and him either rejecting them or giving them a chance which is always slim. Shutting off the engine and walking to the entrance of the bar and sitting in his usual spot.

Not even a good minute till an omega approached him in her skin tight dress, makeup that looks a little too heavy on her face. “What’s a gentleman like you doing in a bar like this?” she said in a seducing voice, not wanting to speak to her so she could leave him alone so he could focus on his task and that’s look for you.

“Being a hard boy huh?” releasing a seductive or a sickly sweet pheromone to try and seduce him into getting with her “Look lady I’m not interested on what you have to offer now can you leave me the fvck alone” his alpha growled giving off a displeased scent, he would let her down easily but he isn’t damn Deku, afraid to let the omegas know when to piss off. “Oh come on,you’re not even giving me a chance” she fake pouted mixing her ‘distress’ pheromones with the seductive one.

“Excuse but I don't mean to be rude but he’s clearly uncomfortable with your doing so it's best if you just leave him alone” You said from behind the blond alpha. “Ugh it's you again” “Ah yes it's me, now can you kindly take your drunken self back to your friends” you sassed back. “Hmph!” retreating back to her friends somehow in the bar.

Y//N POV

“Ugh that wretched omega” you said under your breath “Know her?’ your thoughts were interrupted by Katsuki “Hm not really she just comes here looking for an alpha to sleep with” you rolled your eyes at your answer “Oh and you’re welcome” “Tch, I didn’t need your help I was doing fine on my own” he scoffed “Mhm sure you were” you said sarcastically causing him to look away trying to hide the prominent blush on his cheeks.

“Alright whatever, now what can I get for you” you tried to change the topic, “I didn’t come for a drink today…” your heart jumped if he didn’t come for a drink so why was he here? “Aww did you miss me?” you teased half heartedly “Tch like hell I missed you” he protested causing an ache to form in your heart why did that hurt you?. Not wanting him to know that you faltered, you played it cool.

“Ouch that hurts” half-jokingly, “I came… to offer you something” curious you asked what, “ A job occupation” blinking a couple times confused and startled at his answer “I’m sorry what?” “Did I stutter?” you looked at him as if saying ‘really?’ giving in he said “A job occupation”, looking at him a bit dumbfounded, this news was so sudden but then again your degree would be at good use if you accept.

“What, When and Where?” you questioned “ An assistant, tomorrow at 9 a.m at the Bakuhatsu Agency”, Your eyes widened at what he said, the Bakuhatsu Agency, the world's third greatest agency, well you're in luck if Katsuki could even hook you up there.

THE NEXT DAY

Rubbing your palm against your skirt to stop them from sweating so much by how nervous you were, signing up to work at such a big company? That's like a one in a million lifetime to ever happen. The only thing Katsuki told you to bring was your degree papers and a couple other paperwork and you were set.

“Ms. L/N”, a beautiful woman who looked to be no older than thirty called you, jumping out of your seat and fixing your attire to look presentable to pass for this job, ‘Oh gosh, I hope the boss isn’t a brutal person..’ you thought trying to calm down your breathing and racing heart.

She led you to an office with doors that were larger than you've ever seen, you realized you arrived at the boss chambers, almost blacking out when she opened the door. ``Don't panic, everything's gonna be alright” your try telling yourself unaware of your pheromones going crazy.

Brain growing confusion as you notice a familiar blond spiky hair and scent that begins to calm you down as it fills your nose ever so swee- NO you shouldn’t be thinking that, he’s an alpha and you’re a beta, you need to know your place. “Good day, thanks for having me. '' You gave a polite bow with a smile. “Tched'' was the only thing that escaped his lips, a red head stood next to him with a smile that brightens the room, he smelt like nature’s natural rock scent, it was unique, something you've never smelled before.

"HI, I'm Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou's right hand man, we're very excited to have you here" he introduced himself. Wait!? Bakugou's right hand man, "Um if it's not rude but can I know your first name?" You asked. No it couldn't be who you think it is, it can't be Katsuki but then again you never quite catch his last name. “You know exactly who I am” a smirk gleamed on his face, not the answer you were expecting but at least you got something more than just his usual tched attitude. Your eyes couldn’t help but widen at the fact that the Katsuki that you know is in the top number 3 billionaire business, the first being Deku and the second being Todoroki.

Wow you made friends with a billionaire without even knowing it, “Alright well should we get started with the interview?” you got straight to the point "Oh no need for that" The red head where you came to know as Kirishima said, "You're not even going to look into my resume to see if I'm a good fit for the spot?" Your face scrunched in confusion, "Nope, I trust that Bakugou picks the right people to get the job done," he said. You only raised your eyebrows as a response to say 'really? But yet he couldn't find the 'right assistant'

A nervous chuckle escaped Kirishima's lips, “Ah anyway, welcome to Ground Zero Agency, we are grateful for you" he bowed politely to you and you returned the gesture. "So when can I start?" "Today if you like" the omega behind you said, your gaze fell onto Katsuki but the minute he made eye-contact his gaze dropped to the table “Yeah whatever”. A smile plastered your face, now your family won’t see you as a crappy bartender but then again you haven’t heard from them in years since college.

Oh well life goes on right?

No looking back now

“Alright then, where do I start?” you asked the omega behind you, “Follow me” and of you two went.

BAKUGOU POV

Red eyes preyed on your body, but not in a lustful way but a more ‘I can’t wait to see what happens next’ loveable way. If that makes sense. Alpha purring on the inside by just your presence. “Someone looks like a love struck puppy” Kirishima teased, causing Bakugou to return back to earth, putting on a heart piercing glare to the redhead to watch his tone but it's easily ignored by his best friend. After all, he has known him since high-school days.

Groaning he turned away from the red alpha, hiding the prominent blush on his pale face highlighting his red eyes ever so perfectly. Too bad you weren’t there to see it. "Alright, I’ll stop teasing ya" the red chuckled seeing his friend who wouldn't admit it, angrily pouting.

BACK TO Y/N

Sitting at her desk, which were a couple feet away from Katsuki’s Office well Dynamight's Office is the name you have to refer him as to keep things professional and respectful. Your desk or ‘office’ consists of a computer and file drawers and a head piece. Sighing as a stack of papers landed on your desk, “Welp time to get started” you said while cracking your fingers outwards.

11 HOURS LATER

It’s currently 9 pm, everyone is already packing up to go home but you decided to stay back for at least two more hours to finish up some paperwork before heading out so it won’t pile up tomorrow. “Hey” a familiar voice caught your attention, looking up quickly to see Kirishima with his coat in hand revealing his broad shoulders in his white shirt, “What’s up?” your lips curved up a bit. “You know work is over now, you can head home” “Yeah I know but I got some more paperwork to do”. He examined the papers on your desk, “Wow, first day on the job and they're already overworking you” he sweatdropped. “Yep” a long exhale pathed your lips.

“You shouldn’t over-exert yourself” he warned you after all it's only the first day of your job but you don’t want to lose it too quickly this was the job your parents always wanted for you. Hopefully this makes them proud.

“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t be long” You reassure him, “Alright I trust, See ya tomorrow” “Take care” you parted with him. Letting out a sigh before you started typing away on the computer.

Bakugo was supposed to finish up a couple hours ago but as a successful businessman things came up and you wouldn’t believe how tired this man was. His bed-time is 9:00 p.m sharp, it’s currently 1:00a.m, He has to be up by 4 in the morning, ‘Oh fcuk’ he said to himself while rubbing the bridge of his nose. Leaving and locking up his office to call it a night till he’s up again, walking down the hall, his hand stretched to his mouth to cover the yawn that escapes his lips, eyes drowsy and almost closing on him with back curved in almost looking as if a hunch would pop out. Seeing a bright light coming down from the hall has him confused, no employees stay out this late so who is it? He pondered.

As he walked closer he realized it was you slowly dozing off on your computer, head in hand and drowsy eyes. His alpha woke up excited to see you, it’s been 11 hours since he last saw you although everyday he misses you but knowing that you’re closer he can see you at any time of the day he wants and that's what excited his alpha. Realizing his alpha was swooning for he mentally but not entirely scolded his alpha because he couldn't help it, there’s something about you that made him feel this way. Standing in front of your desk he admires your beauty, something he couldn’t get enough of, he wonders if you know that you’re the most beautiful thing he has seen, maybe you don’t think so but he knows you are and he’ll do anything to make you feel so.

“Oi why are you still here?” you jumped by the unexpecting voice, looking up (e/c) orbs met other familiar red ones. “Oh, Sir Dynamight it's you” a relieved sigh escaped your chest. His eyes widened a bit unfamiliar with his title coming out of your lips, catching his composure again he looked away “You should head home now I’m about to close up“ “Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realize it was getting late” you apologized, removing your glasses and you began to grab your things to head home, you didn’t think it would take you that long to finish up ‘a couple paperwork’.

“Where do you live?” you turned to him confused, seeing a sight blush on his face, you couldn’t help but chuckled a bit. “Huh, what so funny!” He said angry but still blushing, “It’s nothing, but it’s okay I can walk to a bus shed and wait” you declined his offer politely.

“I’m fcuking taking you home, I don’t care what you say” He folded his arm to his broad chest, deciding not to fight with him, it literally one in the morning and you don’t have the energy either. “Ugh fine, only cause it's too late to fight with you” you yawned and told him where you live, nodding his head he took you to his car and took you to your destination.

THIRD POV

Bakugou continued to drive you to your apartment, a sixth yawn left his throat. Looking over the passenger side your figure stays still and little snores left your lips as you rested. Passing over a hump too hard causing you to jerk awake, “Fcuking humps” he cursed under his breath. “Jeez you cou;dn’t wake me up any other way huh?” you said tiredly “Not my fault your ass decided to work at this time” he backbited at you, “Could say the same for you” you yawned again.

A ‘tched’ left his parted lips, holding the steering wheel tight. Anyhow long again you asked him yawning again, “Five more minutes” he exhaled. Waking up yourself a little more as he breaks the corner arriving in front of your apartment.

“Well thanks for the drop, goodnight” a tired smile painted your lips, he stared a second too long causing him to look away in embarrassment “Yeah whatever… goodnight”.

“Hey” he called back to you, “The gang and I are going out… and” “Fcuk” he curse under his breath, his knuckles turning white with a blush painting his face as he say this next words,

“And I wanted to if you’d like to join us”

Taking back by his words you were frozen in place, He’s asking you out, well not verbally but your face couldn't help but feel hot. “Uh yeah sure” you blurted out, your face still flush, why was this making your heart thump so hard?

“Pick you up at ten so make sure your ass is up by then” you couldn’t help but chuckle at his behavior and sped off, calming down his beating heart, he didn’t think he could stare at you a minute longer. His pheromones would go crazy.

Next Day

Waiting at the front of your apartment, your phone read 9:50 am. You were starting to get cold feet thinking bakugou must have done that to prank you or something but before you know it a red car with orange highlights giving it a nice glow. A bouncy pink haired girl with a nice shade of brown came out of the car and hugged you tightly. “Oh you must be Y/n!!” she continued to hug you and swayed you both then another figure excited the car and another and another. Gosh how many people can fit in that car!?

Two guys came next to mina one with yellow hair and the other with black hair, the yellow hair pushed the female off you and kissed the back of your palm “My oh my have anyone tell you that you’re hotter than the sun” a light coat of blush formed on your face “Come on denki not every girls you meet you gotta compliment name” the balck haired guy said. ‘So he’s Denki, noted’ you thought.

“Aww come on, isn't she a real beauty?” Denki whined, Just give her a breather. I'm sure she's got enough compliments for the morning. ‘If he only knew’ you sweatdropped, “The name Sero Hanta” he shook your out-stretched hand and he gave you a gentle smile which caused you to smile back at him. So many smells were entering your nose you thought you’d pass out.

“Oi get your fcuking asses in the car!!” a familiar voice shouted from the car “You heard the man” Kirishima shouted from the car which caused a light giggle out of you but you headed to say ‘hi’ to the angry blonde.

“Heyy” you say in a flirty way, he just rolled his eyes and you made home on the front seat and threatened to leave the rest of his ‘idiot’ friends if they don’t enter the vehicle soon.

And let’s just say it was worth your whole Saturday.

The four beings; denki, Mina, Sero and Kirishima, embarrassed him the whole ride and the whole time, you had a lot of laughs and giggles, he even threatened a couple times to leave them on the road to which had happened….

“Aww poor katsu fuming?” you poked his cheek, he growled at you to which you ignored. “Please don’t leave them there” you begged, “Watch me’ he said and you burst into a fit of laughter but of course with time you got him to turn around for them again.

You all went to movies, a fancy restaurant to which katsuki was willing to pay for your meal as well as order desert, he always blush at the way you would randomly get closer to him causing his best friends to tease him almost resulting to getting kicked out the store, after apologizing and promising to remain quiet until their ready to leave.

Seeing the embarrassed look on his face while his friends snicker, you send out a relaxing pheromone to remind him it's okay and he should just relax but in his mind how can he relax when he’s embarrassed himself in front of you, the one he’s in love with!!!

By 11:00 p.m Bakugou and yourself decided to clock out the fun and head home to relax for work again, today’s been too exhausting. Wishing everyone a goodnight, The blonde alpha walked you to the car and open the door for you “Oh what’s with the gentlemen act, didn’t think you had it in you” you teased once again to end the night “Rather me leave you here princess” a vein popped up on the side of his head.

“Oh you’re such a meanie” you giggled but soon entered the vehicle, heading home and bidding him a farewell and goodnight.

Hey, sorry for the long wait. My exams are around the corner so I won't be uploading the next part but I promise after exams I'll be more active with my works.

That's all I have to say, so Enjoy!!!

#alpha bakugou #bakugo fluff #bakugo x reader #bnha #bakugo x y/n #bakugou x fem!reader #bnha bakugo katsuki

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hughungrybear · 8 months

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Me while watching Cherry Magic Thailand Ep. 7:

So excited to watch Karan go all out (and loud) of his love for Achi 😍

1. My SingJan (and TayNew) heart. But mostly SingJan 😭😭😭

2. Not Pai stalking her BL ship 😂😂😂 I just hope she didn't hear her ship's scheduled sunset date lol

3. Not Achi googling how to date on his work computer and taking down notes 😂😂😂 Also, way to know that, if the vibes are right, he might experience the "hottest night ever". 🤣🤣🤣

4. Jinta really said, you're all on your own, Achi. I'm busy with Min lol

5. Jinta might be a virgin but he does have a way with words lololol also, Madam Noi is me on a good day 😂😂😂

6. Wait an effing second. Who the fvck goes on a date at 5AM???? I don't care how good looking Tay Tawan is at that time of day, I'll be staying in my bed, wrapped in blanket, thank you very much 😅

7. Oh. My. Gawd. Not the line to Abbot offering getting long because of Karan's long list of good wishes for his first date with Achi 😂😂😂

8. Ngl, I will get so stressed too if my date acts like a Karan. 😂😂😂 Also, the salesman telling Achi that Karan buying him clothes meant that Karan certainly wants to undress him (eventually) is not helping 🤣🤣🤣

9. I knew it. Pai is me. Eating delicious food and binge watching all the series in my watchlist is my dream too. 😍

10. Will you look at that? Jinta has a date too 😊

11. Wait, why does the shop look like a chemistry lab and not a cafe??? 😅

12. It's official - Jinta is a Min simp 😂😂😂 Imagine lying having contacts on just because Min said Jinta without glasses is a "different kind of cute" 😂😂😂

13. Wait, what? WHAT? WHAT???? A HELICOPTER RIDE??? FOR A FIRST DATE? Karan really pulled all the stops. Also, it's kinda hilarious to think that Tay Tawan in real life is a scaredy cat and usually gets New to "defend" him and yet, the scene calls for them to reverse roles 😂😂😂

14. Looks like everyone is on a date this episode 🥹🥹 <squints at the screen to see which series PaiRock are watching> hmm is that Theory of Love? Pai, EarthWhite was so 2019 😂

15. I mean, honestly, Karan should have asked Achi if he is afraid of heights before booking that helicopter ride 😂

16. Jinta has a point. Achi should really start advocating for himself and tell Karan his likes and dislikes. Pretty sure that would make Karan happier.

Will you look at that, communication wins the day! Also, I thought they were already boyfriends last episode - apparently not 😂 Today's episode is the official one lol

#cherry magic thailand #cherry magic thailand ep. 7 #karanachi #taynew #tay tawan #new thitipoom

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sheara-joy · 3 years

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Truth or Dare? [P.Js.]

*Note: This is my first Fic on Tumblr so it's not very good. Please be kind and leave feedback thanks!*

@iced-nct

Warning: Language (I wrote shit and fvck so yeah)

Word Count:

-Characters: 9, 262

-Words: 1, 670

-Sentences: 235

After studying a lot for the day, you went downstairs to grab something to Drink. You walked to the kitchen quietly not wanting to be heard and to be noticed. You successfully poured yourself a glass of milk and were about to go upstairs.

"Hi, (Y/n)!" Jaemin smirked as he knew you didn't wanna be noticed. You turned around. "Wanna play Truth or Dare with us?" he asked with a smug smile pasted on his face. "Nah, I need to study" You replied. Jaemin rose from his chair and grabbed your wrist. "Excuse me, Mr. Na?" You asked in annoyance.

"Come on! (Y/n) please? I'll let you go if you agree"

"Okay then make it quick" You muttered "Let's sit," Jaemin said in a cheerful way. "No, I'll just stay here."

"Okay now, Truth or Dare? pick one pretty girl" He sneered. "Truth" You Whispered. "Okay, so who's going to ask a question?" He asked all of your Brother's friends present in the living room. "Me!" Mark raised his hand. "Okay," Jaemin replied.

"Do you like someone?" Mark smirked and you almost choked on the milk you were drinking. You looked at Jeno, your brother asking for approval, the 4th rule of being siblings. He looked at you and nodded a sign that you could answer the question. "Yes," You mumbled. No one was surprised, they all knew you were keeping an eye for someone. "Is that someone in here?" Mark asked. "Wait, that's not fair. Only one question is allowed" You whined.

"Please?" Mark looked you in the eye. You looked at your brother again and he nodded again, which means you can freely answer the question however you want. "Y-yeah" That answer made all eyes on you. "What do you mean "Yeah"?" Jeno looked at you with a surprised look. That was the first thing your brother didn't know about you. You liked one of his friends.

"I-i'll go study now, bye," You said and headed upstairs to avoid getting into an argument with Jeno. As soon as you arrive at your room you locked the door shut and flopped on your bed. You knew something big will happen in school tomorrow but there's no going back you already did it.

You woke up, went downstairs, and found out your brother already left for school. You ate the breakfast he made you and went to school.

To your shock, everything was normal there. There's only one thing missing it's Jeno and his friends. You got nervous thinking about what will happen next. You went to your class and started to overthink. Suddenly someone patted your shoulder instantly made you shriek. "Oh my gosh! (Y/n) relax!" Your best friend Mi-Seo laughed at your reaction.

"Hey, why would you do that?" You asked in annoyance. "What are thinking about? you look serious" She asked making you more nervous. "N-nothing". "Yah! (Y/n)! you stuttering! what happened?" She teased. "So last night-" You stopped when you realized that you can't tell anyone, especially her. She has a big mouth. "Why?" she asked. "Nevermind" You muttered. She sighed knowing that you will never tell her even if the world ends right at this moment.

Then Jisung arrived. He looked at you, you looked back locking eyes with each other. (Oh yeah! you guessed it!) You realized what was going on and looked away, Blushing nonstop. You felt someone sitting on the chair next to you. You looked at the chair and saw it was Jisung. You inhaled deeply to calm yourself down before turning around. "What are you doing?" You asked pretending to be okay. "Why?" He asked back looking at you. You looked away. "I mean that's not your seat" You answered. "Hmm... they changed seats yesterday. You weren't at school right?"

Oh shit, you totally forgot. "Oh yeah sorry" You muttered. "No need to be sorry." He said spitting the gum he's been chewing for forever now, throwing into the trash. You just hummed in reply. After 3 classes the students have a break due to a sudden meeting regarding school issues, they need all the teachers on the campus. You went to the library to find something to read during your free time. After finding a book you went back to class. Jisung was standing near the door, he noticed you and walked towards you.

"Yes?" You asked confused. "I was just wondering if you want to hang out? it's our break by the way." He answered, he was about to say another thing but you didn't let him say it "Okay". "Okay?"... "Come on let's go!!" You said hurrying him up.

The both of you went to the rooftop and stayed there for a while. Jisung was just sitting there listening to music while you were walking around looking at the trash student's places there. When something pretty caught your eye. You picked it up and went to Jisung. "Ji! I found something pretty!" You yelled in excitement.

Jisung walked towards you and looked at the pretty thing you were talking about. "It's a sea shell" He calmly said. "Yeah, isn't it pretty?" You asked with a smile up to heaven. "Yes, very pretty." He said secretly studying your face. "Wonder how it got here." You murmured. "Maybe because it likes pretty places," He said smiling. "Really? but there's nothing pretty in our school." "There is someone..." he said causing you to turn in his direction. "Who-" The bell rang that cuts off the thoughts.

Jisung grabbed your hand and the two of you ran to class like it was so much more fun than walking. By the time the two of you got there, You two were breathless. You looked at each other and burst out laughing.

After school, You and Mi-seo went to the playground to hang out. Mi-Seo brought ice cream to eat while chatting. The two of you gossip a lot like... a lot. Then the topic went from gossiping to your disappearance earlier. "So (Y/n) do you have a new friend?" She whined, "What do you mean?" You asked confused. "You disappeared earlier you left me you know!" She yelled angrily "Hmmm...I was with Jisung" You muttered not realizing what you just said. "Wait, Jisung? As in the Jisung?"

"Ah! shit!" you blurted out.

"Omg! what happened?"

-"Nothing romantic enough to tell you"

"Okay" she sighed

Just then your phone rang it was Jeno. You picked it up.

-OTP

-Yes?

"Is this (Y/n)?"

-U-huh

"I'm sorry Panda, I can't go home tonight"

-What? Why?

"Sorry, I'll hang up ok?"

-CALL ENDED

"What the fuck?" You said not believing what just happened. "Why?" Mi-Seo asked. "It's Jeno, he won't go home tonight," You said frowning. "Oh shit! then who will be there for you?"

"I don't know," You said slightly tearing up.

(You have Autophobia- Fear of being alone)

"Can I come over tonight?" You looked at Mi-seo with puppy eyes. "Don't look at me like that my parents are at home" She said making you Pout "Sorry (Y/n)"

You went home and tried not to be scared. You were watching TV when your phone rang, now it's Jisung. You remembered exchanging phone numbers while you were on the rooftop. You picked it up feeling less scared now that you can talk to someone.

-OTP

"Hi Panda" they all call you panda as your nickname

-Hi Ji.

"Can you pass the phone to Jeno? I'm calling him but his phone is off."

-Well he's not here

"Oh is Mi-Seo there?"

-No

"Then who's there with you?"

-No one is.

"Wait, I'll come to pick you up.

-Wait what? no need to

-Yah you don't have to

"But I want to"

-Hey shut up! don't go here

"Hey just shut up, don't go anywhere, and wait for me ok?"

-Alright you win.

~Call ended~

You woke up as you heard someone continuously banging on the door. You got up to check it. You opened the door and the person hugged you tight. "Oh my god (y/n)! why didn't you open the door earlier? I was so worried" He said frowning a bit. "Sorry Baby Hamster..." The sudden mention of the nickname changes his mood. Jisung was melted by the sentence, especially the Nickname part 😉. "Let's go," He said. "Wait" but he didn't wait and carried you to the car.

You blush at his actions. You arrived at his place and you quickly went inside and sat on the couch. "Tired?" Jisung asked "Hmm" you replied." Change your clothes I'll prepare dinner."

"Oh wait, Ji!" You yelled Jisung rushed over to see what was wrong "Why?" You blinked innocently before saying "I didn't bring my clothes". Jisung stood there mouth-opened. "Y-you can borrow my clothes."

"Okay," you replied and went upstairs to take a shower. After taking a bath you started to put on Ji's clothes. While you were doing so, Jisung went into the room and saw that you were changing. He froze for a minute. "Uhm... Ji? u okay?" You asked trying not to laugh. "Oh-oh yeah d-dinner's ready," he said and quickly closed the door while you chuckled. After changing you went downstairs.

"Uh, Ji?" You mumbled. "Hm?" He replied and looked at you blushing hard at the sight. "Don't you think it's a bit too big for me to wear?" You asked smiling awkwardly. "I think it's okay come on let's eat!" he said then smiled.

The two of you finished eating and sat on the couch.

"(Y/n)?"

"Yes?"

"I have something to tell you..."

"What is it, Ji?"

"I like you... if that's okay?"

You were shocked at the sudden confession but you replied with a peck on the lips. He was shocked and was frozen for a moment but he managed to snap back to reality. He pulled you in for a kiss; After that, the two of you cuddled.

"Who's gonna wash the dishes then?" You whispered receiving a chuckle from Jisung as he peck your forehead.

"Goodnight, Panda"

#Park Jisung #Fanfic #nct #nct dream #Jisung NCT #M x R #memverXfemaleReader #fluff #jisung #sweetkisses #cuteji #parkjisung #jisungpark #Baby Hamster lol #fluffyJisung

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nokaru · 3 years

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I got inspired by all the amazing playlists everyone's been sharing (bangers all around, I've found some of my new favorite songs this way ty ty), so I threw together my own ^^

Of course Torou & Obi inspired!

LOST CAUSE

Just bunch of songs that fit well with their love-hate relationship. It's a bit longer for my first AnS playlist, containing 26 songs with mostly platonic theme, but occasionally borderline romantic (intended or not lol). Overall genre is very Indie rock/pop, so hope everyone can find some song that suits their taste :)

!!Lyrics and stuff under the cut!! OH BOY ITS A LONG ONE

Not all songs, picked my favourites with the best lines

Crazy = Genius - Panic! At The Disco

She said at night in my dreams You dance on a tightrope of weird Oh but when I wake up you're so normal that you just disappear

.... If crazy equals genius Then I'm a fucking arsonist (hey) I'm a rocket scientist (hey hey)

I've Been Dead All Day - Bayside

Well I've been dead all day Could you tell? This is where I leave here and I save myself If there's a God in hell let us pray, let us pray To be cleansed of everything that we've said When I fall asleep can this fade away?

Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked - Cage the Elephant

I said, "You're such a sweet young thing Why'd you do this to yourself?" She looked at me and this is what she said "Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked Money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed There ain't nothing in this world for free

.... I know I can't slow down I can't hold back, Though you know, I wish I could Oh, no there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good"

I Don't Like You - The Wrecks

I don't like you, not your face, Not the things that you say Said I really hate the things that you do No, I don't like you

... Come on why don't you come dance with meYou're out of control Don't wanna see my lose my mind Cause every time I do I make a fool of you

Fvck Somebody - The Wrecks

what do you want my god i just wanna go somewhere without you what do you want my god i just wanna love someone who’s not ya

.... i wish you’d fuck somebody steal my money break my heart say you never ever ever ever ever ever loved me could i be so lucky?

It's All Futile! It's All Pointless! - Lovejoy

You'll never get rid of me Oh, I'm like a fucking disease I'll make a home in your gut 'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep

All My Friends - The Revivalists

I'm in my twenties, living reckless So turn the hourglass over and let's wreck this It's a brand new world, I got a brand new heart And everyday I make a brand new start

Don't Look Back in Anger - Oasis

And so Sally can wait She knows it's too late As we're walking on by Her soul slides away But don't look back in anger I heard you say

Like A Dog - Ferry

Pity is never a factor When mercy is a sign of a talentless actor

..... And even if it takes you decades, I know that You will come running BACK LIKE A DOG A WOUNDED DOG

Let's Go To Hell - Tai Verdes

Let's go to hell together We can burn forever I got nothing better to do You know that I'm not a rebel I just know the Devil Can't be much worse than me and you

Saint Bernard - Lincoln

Saint Calvin told me not to worry about you But he's got his own things to deal with There's really just one thing that we have in common Neither of us will be missed

Not Your Summer - The Academic

I wanna go, I wanna leave I need some time away from me And this is not an apology Apologies aren't necessary

.... Maybe it's not your summer Maybe it's not your year Maybe it's not as easy for you to walk away and disappear

Wine Red - The Hush Sound

Who shot that arrow in your throat? Who missed the crimson apple? It hung heavy on the tree above your headThis chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect Give your immortality to me; I'll set you up against the stars

~ thank you for your attention ~

#akagami no shirayukihime #snow white with the red hair #ans #Torou #Obi #Torou & Obi #playlist #HELLO HI IM LOVINGLY FORCING YOU TO LISTEN TO MY FAV SONGS PLS AND TY #maybe ive over done it with 26 songs xd #i just couldnt leave any out they are so good aw man #I absolutely adore batgirlsays playlists so its like my gift to you that you didnt ask for #everyones playlists are great i deffo recommend checking other ans playlist #making this for myself mainly #Torou my beloved #im again on my bullshit headcanons #disclaimer this is heavely based around my own headcanons about Torou's and Obi's past relationship so dont be suprised #patting myself on the back for these manga screens i found when rereading Torou's debut #ans playlist #wow maybe i do overdo it lol

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soggykookiesandcream · 1 year

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𝐵𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 - 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒳𝒱𝐼𝐼

Taehyung's POV

Finally, my dear was cooperating with me. I have never been so happy. I was so overwhelmed. I was feeding her. She was really hungry. Poor thing must have starved when she was out there with no one to feed or take care of her. I should have found her earlier. I'm never letting you away again, my dear, even if I have to chain you in our bed. I noticed that she fell asleep in my arms. How cute. I slowly lift her and walk to our chamber. I place her on the bed and cover her with the sheets, and I sit beside watching her chest rise and fall from breathing. Eyes closed and her eyelashes resting on her skin. I call for the witch but I realise that I killed her and sent her back to the pyramid because she was unable to find my dear for me. I chuckle at the thought of ripping her wings off and letting her blood flow out. I kiss her forehead and smile. I stand up and walk towards the army burial chamber. Time to bring my army back. Once I am back, I would mark her. Sex or not, I had to mark her. I can't afford to lose her again.

Yuna's POV

I had woken up when we brought me into this room due to so much movement. The moment he stepped out of the room, I dial Jimin's number and call him.

"Jimin," I whisper, "I made it here and I'm in some room. I threw the tracker somewhere."

"Yeah, I know. I've got the location. Jin, Namjoon and Yoongi Hyung are on the flight right now. Just nine more hours left for them to reach. After we're ready, I'll message you on the phone. Keep it close and on silent. NOT even vibrate or notification light should be on. I don't want him sensing anything. Keep it on silent mode ONLY. Got it?" Jimin explains.

"Yeah," I sigh.

"K, then. Good luck," Jimin hangs up.

I sit on the bed with my legs huddled up close to my chest and sigh, "God please help."

"Help you with what?" I heard someone say.

I jerk my head up and see Taehyung.

"Dear? Are you okay?" His voice and face laced with concern.

"Yeah... just a little frustrated," I say.

"About what?" He comes closer to me and cups my face gently. Oh god, he's handsome af.

I stare at him for a while and realise what I did. I quickly look away and down.

Taehyung chuckles, "Dear, you can look at me as much as you want. I'm all yours. Just yours. Been yours, is yours, will stay yours no matter what."

Okay, if Namjoon told me all that, then I would have probably melted on the spot and that would have been my death.

"Uh," I didn't know what to say, "ok."

He chuckles with his deep voice, "Dear, I need a favour."

Favour? From a puny human like me? Isn't he a God? "What favour?"

"I need you to cooperate," he smiles.

Guessing all the possible worse things that could happen, I ask, "W-what favour?" Did he find out my plan?

"Dear, dear, don't be scared. I will never harm you," he says, "I just want you to let me mark you."

"What?" I ask in confusion. Did he mean marking me with a hot, red, iron stamp or-

"A bite," he whispers, "I just need to bite you. Nothing else."

"What?" I shout in a whisper.

"Yes, my dear," Taehyung smiles, "I just need to bite you. You can choose where you want me to bite you even though I prefer-"

I cup his mouth, "I-I'll let you know if I want your mark."

"Uh," he chuckles, "it's not about what you don't want dear. If I want to give you something. You have to take it. So, choose where you want it."

"I don't want your bite," I plead.

"No, dear. I cannot afford to lose you again," he states.

"It will hurt if you bite-" I say.

"I'll make sure it's gentle," he smiles softly, "Oh and, I can numb your pain while I bite so no worries."

It's not about the pain it's about your mark. I don't want a mark. And god knows what that mark means. What if he enslaves me or something?

"Can I get some t-time?" I ask.

"One hour," he stands up and goes towards the dressing table, "Have you tried dressing up, dear? You look pretty when you wear pretty gowns."

"No, I don't really like gowns. Sorry," I say. Fvck you, I love long flowy gowns but I'll never wear any of yours.

"Haha," Taehyung turns around, "No need to be sorry. I can get you any type of clothes. For now, you can wear a gown since it's almost night."

"No thanks," I smile, fakely, "I am comfortable with what I'm wearing."

I am very uncomfortable but the sedatives are stuffed into the blazer and pant pockets.

"Okay, dear. I'll be back in some time," he kisses my forehead and walks out of the room and I sigh.

I just have to wait until tomorrow morning. I'll put him to sleep and I'll run the fvck out while they do whatever they want to do with him.

After one hour, he comes back, "Have you decided where you want my mark?"

"Uh," I didn't, "I am kind of in confusion...?"

"What confusion?" He furrows his eyebrows.

"I mean like," I look around, "I just don't know where is proper and comfortable? Maybe you can suggest?"

"I'd suggest the neck or shoulder. Maybe even the arm. As I said, I don't mind giving it anywhere," he says.

"Um, can I like get some more time?" I ask.

"No," he says sternly and walks towards me, "how about we discuss together?"

As long as I get to delay it as long as I possibly can, yes.

"Okay," I smile and make space for him to sit.

"So, dear. This mark will look like a bite mark, but I can make it look like any figure or shape you want with my powers. And about the position, I recommend the shoulder," he touches my shoulder.

"I-I think shoulder's fine," I say.

"Hmm," Taehyung concentrates onto my shoulder, "What pattern, design or shape?"

"I don't really know," I say as slow as I possibly can without sounding like lagging audio, "Can I get time to decide?"

"How about I just decide it for you?" He licks his lips and his eyes start glowing.

"Uh, but-" He shushes me.

"I think stars would look perfect on you," he says. How does he know I love stars?

"I-I think," I say.

"Undress," he orders.

"WHAT?" I scream.

"I meant your shoulder. I need to see the skin of your shoulder," he says looking like a hungry wolf.

"T-Taehyung please, you look like a hungry wolf," I move back, "I don't want this."

"Shush, my dear," he says, "I won't do anything bad. It's just a bite. Now remove the top.

Tears stream down my face as I unbutton my shirt.

"Beautiful."

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oppatxtme · 4 years

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Christian Yu: Half Moon

x Christian Yu x

Note: Read at Your Own Risk ~~ (ง⌐□ل͜□)ง Type: One Shot [ masterlist ]

A/N: Hope Y’all enjoy this! Happy halloween ♥

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‘This is insane. I am insane and stupid.’ Christian thought as he walked up the steps to your apartment.

He had been to your apartment at Hongdae a couple of times with the rest of the crew. But this is the first time going solo. At that moment, Christian was surprisingly nervous. He was rarely nervous. Maybe it was because besides the fact that he’s coming to your apartment alone — it is also in the middle of the night. Plus drunk. And his body is burning and want to release it to you.

‘Well, here I go.’ Christian thought as he gulped and ring the doorbell.

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You slowly opened your eyes when you hear your doorbell chimes. When you realize you’re not dreaming and someone is actually ringing your door, you looked at the time. You groans.

You grab your pajama. Since you’re only wearing is your oversize shirt.

Before you can go and check who it was. Lisa — your roommate, was already at the monitor dedicated to seeing who’s at your front door.

“Who was it, babe?” You asked her when she looked your way.

“It’s your ex-boyfriend.” She said with a grimace expression.

For some reason, you breathed a sigh of relief. At least it wasn’t some crazy old stalker.

“Which one are we talking about?” From fear, you’re now confused.

“Mr. Christian Yu, that guy who loves touching his hair.” She said with a teasing tone.

“Aye ~! Nice to see you too Lisa.” Christian said as he reached up and touched his hair.

Lisa just smiled and walked back towards her room.

Now it was only you and Christian in the living room. Why was Christian here? And at 3 in the morning. Can you even call this morning?

You took a rather long breath to stop overthinking.

———

Christian looked at you from up and down. Again and again. Now that you’re in front of him, he was thinking that this is a mistake. A drunk decision has gone too far. But it was too late to turn back.

‘Fuck it,’ he thought. He was drunk. He was going to tell you how he felt, not let you slip away — again. He needed you to know.

“Do you want anything to drink?” You asked when he massaged his temple.

“Oh? Yeah, sorry.” Christian replied.

You walked towards the kitchen and grab some glass and poured some cold water for him.

Christian was looking at your back. You can feel it.

After he finished drinking, you invite him to your room. Thinking that whatever reason he came to your apartment — at this godly hour is not really good for Lisa to hear.

Like automatically sit at the edge of your bed. But quickly stood up. You became nervous and embarrassed for even sitting in the first place. It was supposed to be cute and casual. Like friends typically do it but you were sure it came off as uncaring and cold. And the truth was, Christian, didn’t even notice it.

Both of you stood there awkwardly for a few minutes before Christian took a deep breath in, preparing to speak.

You can see him being uncomfortable. ‘Is it wrong to invite him into my room?’ You asked your self.

You’re about to ask him but he looked at you as if he was about to say something so you stopped.

Silence.

Again, awkward.

Then both of you attempt talking first but ending up blabbering something.

You laughed. Then he joined you.

“I’m sorry Ian, what I’m trying to say is it’s good to see you... although this was certainly a surprise.”

“Yeah, I know. I'm sorry about that. I just — I couldn’t wait.” Christian looked down at the carpet

“What is that couldn’t wait?” You go through your mind looking up what could it be. You tried not to, but you ended up settling on the biggest feared — insane reasons. This was a habit you had picked up growing up. ‘Think for the worst’.

“I remembered in one of your interviews, you quoted from your favorite song — ‘If you know how you feel ~ and you so clearly know what you need to say ~ I don’t think you should wait ~ I think you should speak now ~’ you said that and it got me thinking. It’s really important to take those words to heart. So I just — I needed to come here to say something I should have said a long time ago.

You smiled upon hearing him say the lyrics from your favorite song. You tried not to wince, anticipating what might be next.

“Say what Ian? Christian, is there something wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong Y/N. I just — oh God! Okay ~ I’m READY.” Christian blurted out.

“What?” For some reason, your stomach filled with butterflies.

‘Ready’. The word meant a lot to both of you. Both of you had a long history with this word. There was a time when you would have killed to hear him say it.

‘I’M READY’. Now though, it was the biggest fear reasons you could think of.

“I’m ready, Y/N. I’m ready for this — for us. We broke up because I wasn’t ready. But I’m ready now. And I don’t just mean ready for us to talk. Hang out. And fool around... but I mean — I’m ready for us to be together-together. The hell with media! I’m ready for the fans on both sides and their options don’t bother me. They can say whatever they want to say — I’m ready for all that shit. I can handle it now, Y/N. I’ve got this. I needed you to know that I’m not messing around any longer and as I just said — I’m sorry if I kept saying this but I’m ready.” Christian didn’t look up once during he said this, for some reason he couldn’t watch you react. He was afraid that seeing your reaction could make him stop talking. And he wanted to get it all out.

But even so, he could feel you looked confused with a mix of frustration.

“And more than that,’ Christian continued. “I want to try again. I want us to really try again, now that I’m ready. I think we could really make it. I’m ready to make that shot for us.” There. He said it all. He finally looked up to see your face.

“Christian —“ you started. You stopped though. You really had to form these next sentences carefully, and Christian had his time. You can’t help but think it was unfair and insensitive of him to just go to your place at 3 am and say all these things that clearly he had time to craft these words. He didn’t even look at you when saying this. As if it was all as planned — memories for perfection.

You can’t help but think as well that he might even think through your possible responses and rehearse how to react to each one. You had none of that. No warning, none at all.

Just an unexpected late-night drunken declaration of love. Just great.

“You’re drunk, Ian and —“ you sigh.

“No. I mean, I’m drunk - but I meant what I say. All of it. Please, Y/N.” He cut you off.

With that, your ears become hot. What does he expect you to do? The nerve to come in here at your apartment and feed you a declaration of love — and even a declaration of READINESS as if the love was just implied but didn’t even need to be stated.

At least a little courtesy you’ll appreciate but no. He even goes here drunk. And say ‘please’.

‘Who did he think he was?’ You thought arching your brow.

“Excuse you Christian. Don’t bring me that ‘please’ word. I am doing the best I can with this whole situation but you’re drunk as fvck. And it’s the middle of the night. I’m not sure THIS is the best time and place to talk about this.” You said firmly.

“Why not? It’s 3 AM, the hour of feeling. Isn’t that what we call it?”

“Yeah, and I think about now, it taught us nothing good happens after 3 AM. Maybe we should stop talking at all.” Your words fell harshly. You felt bad for it but it also felt appropriate somehow.

“Who are you?”

“Seriously?!” You said setting up your defensive self ready.

“You used to be so ~” Christian searched for the words. “FREE. Yeah. That’s it. You used to be free. Free with your emotions. Your life. Your love. You used to be so free that made you optimistic. Full of hope and now what? You believe that in the hour of emotion — nothing ‘good’ happens? After the emotional time of the night sets in, good things stop and bad things begin? Is that what are you saying?” Christian looked at you as if you’re some stranger. “What happened to you?”

“I don’t — I really don’t know Ian. I”m not that girl anymore.” You felt attacked. But you didn’t feel like fighting back. So, you took the defeated tone.

Christian was having none of it. He was going to fight with you. He came all this way, he was going to properly be heard.

“Well, that’s the girl I fell in love with.” He said.

“Too bad then. I guess I’m just somebody that you used to know.” Your sarcasm rises.

“No. She’s there somewhere.” Christian said while he shook his head.

“I said no!” You now realized that he was going to make you fight with him. Your anger was possibly more directed at the instance of fighting than the fight itself.

“No.” Christian stayed firm. “I don’t accept that. Maybe you think that — but I think you’re just scared.”

You can’t help by scoffed.

“You can scoff all you want, Y/N. But I know you. There’s something you’re not saying. Possibly even to yourself. You’re scared and you’re hiding behind the change as the reason. But it was never changed. There’s a part of you missing. And I mean a part of you. We all have parts about us that change. That mature. That grow up. But at our core. Deep inside. We are who we are. You are not a different person. You’re still Y/N that I love. You’re just letting fear run your life and it’s BS!”

You are now really pissed.

“So... that’s what you came here to say. You came to my apartment. Drunk. In the middle of the night. Scared me half to death. Just to say that I’m bullshit?!”

“Fuck this. You know that’s not fucking true. You’re doing that thing again. You’re doing that again. Fuck!” Christian ball up his fist.

“What thing that I do? I’m not doing anything, Ian.” Both of you were really in it now.

After 3years of being in a relationship. Both of you were on and off. Five months ago, both of you decided to call it quits. Mainly because it was affecting your careers. He was planning on coming back to the music scene. While you and your group are releasing a comeback.

“Oh stop it Y/N. You know what I’m talking about. Look —“ Christian sigh. “I came here to tell you that I was ready for us and I still love you. That I want us to be together again. You were the one who started the BS and deflecting. Trying to pretend I didn’t mean it. You hate emotion and all that shit. I just wanted to tell you I still care and that I’m ready. And that I want to try again. If you don’t want to.” He paused and looked at you directly. “All you have to do is fvcking say it. But this shit you’re doing is making it some big ass thing and ignoring what I’ve actually said. That’s you being childish. I’m over it Y/N.”

Both of you were silent for a moment.

Letting the words sinks in.

You feel being scolded like a child. And Christian feeling sad and freaking frustrated — like a parent who just wants the best for his child. Even though the child never listened to him.

“I think that’s how I realized I’m ready. I’m over and done with the shit thing. I just want you. All of you.” He continued.

You stopped breathing for a couple of seconds. Your lips trembled. Your eyes watered. Your thoughts raced. You felt your breathing shallow the becoming quicker and more audible with every in and out of air.

You felt your heartbeat hard. As if it wants to come out from your body.

You glanced up and saw the bathroom door.

It wasn’t far from where you stand. For you, it looked as if it was an escape. You stopped thinking and in one motion you ran into the bathroom. Shut the door. There, in the emptiness of the room. Behind the safety of the door. You broke down.

Tears began to escape your eyes. Light scratches and pulls at your delicate skin began to occupy your hands.

“Y/N?” Christian was really worried. He didn’t mean to make you cry — even worst, leading you to a breakdown. He just wanted to talk. He can’t help but hate himself for what he has done. “Y/N, I’m sorry. If this is too much... but I really needed to say it. I hoped you’d know why. But yeah.”

He stopped and waiting for your answer. He heard you crying still. Breaths became deeper — as if returning to normal. He didn’t want to push it. But he was still a bit drunk. Decision-making skills were not so much his strong suit at that moment.

“I also wanted to hear your response.” Christian paused for a moment to make sure you did not get worse. You stayed silent. “I just really want us to talk — really. Without the bullshit and the walls. What are you scared of Y/N?”

You slowly get up and walk towards the sink. You looked into the mirror. You saw your reflection. A mess. Bedhead. Faded oversize shirt. Mickey mouse pajama that was a gift from Jisoo. No makeup. Eyes puffy. Cheeks shiny from the tears.

You rarely saw yourself like this. Being carried by your emotions. Even when you were at home, you tried to do your makeup, practice doing your hair, and dress up nice — just in case some crazy ex-boyfriend comes by and declare some shit at you.

You wet your face. Grab the face towel and calm yourself. Then walk towards the door and opened it.

“Do you want to know what I’m scared of, Barom Yoo?” You said, eyes locking with his. Not wavering.

He nodded in affirmation.

“I’m scared because you’re not.” You said firmly. Letting her eyes break from Christian’s.

“I’m not what?” Christian’s voice was calm. And confuse.

“Not ready.” You said quietly. Looking at the floor. You didn’t want to look at him when the words fell out of your lips. It was too much.

Christian smirked.

“Of course I’m ready. That’s why I’m here Y/N. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. I understand all of that ready means — every last bit of it. I mean it. I am ready.” Christian felt his enthusiasm grow. If this was the problem — he wants to clear it. He did — after all, mean it.

You calmly shook your head.

His smirked slowly fade. His face becomes confused. He closed his eyes and shook his head.

‘Of course’. Christian thought. “But you’re not.” Christian opened his eyes and looked at you. He felt every muscle in his body relaxed — as if the secret was out.

“That’s crazy Christian. I’ve been ready. It was you —“

“No, Y/N. Stop right there. It was me, and then it was both of us. And now. It was you. It doesn’t mean anything less about you. It just means you’re not ready. And it’s a lot to be ready for. Trust me. I get it. Totally get it.”

You bit your lower lip and swallowed. You tried searching for words. But all you could find was silence. Angry. Sad. Frustrated.

“If there was anyone to be the last person to judge you for not being ready, it’d be me.” Christian continued after what felt like a silence gone on a little too long.

You blinked slowly. Your body language intensifying.

“And I mean really, you owe it to yourself more than anyone to admit that, princess.” He continued.

And there it was. You broke. Again. Into tears. In front of Christian. No more hiding.

“Okay fine.” You said between tears. “I’m not ready.” You tried looking up at him. He tried not to give you that satisfied smile of his when he called you out and kinda forced you to open up. “I’ve tried. But I’m not. You went through a lot Christian. All because of me. But I got the brunt of the hate from the fans.”

“I know,” Christian whispered.

“I don’t know if I can do that again.” Your tried hiding your crying face at him by covering it with both hands. “I can’t”.

Christian’s face was fallen. His smile faded and a look of concern had crept. Regardless of what happened here tonight between the both of you. He hated seeing you this down. But if it wasn’t him, he couldn’t help her.

“If I was going to do it again. You know it’d be with you, Barom. Right?” You looked up at him. “I mean it when I said ‘I know for me, it’s always you’. If I was ready for anyone — it had to be you, Christian.”

Christian took every word to heart. He let an audible exhale escape his body.

“I know, Princess.” He walked over to you and took you in his arms. He could see how badly you needed to be held. “I know very well, Y/N. I know.” He said reassuringly — softly. Running his hand up and down your back.

After a few minutes of this. You felt too comfortable. Too happy. Too at peace to not try something. Nothing wasn’t good enough anymore.

“Christian?” You said pulling out of the hug.

“Hmmm?” He responded, looking at you.

You pause for a moment before continuing. Trying to gain footing before you went down that rabbit hole.

“What if I —“ you stopped. Unsure if you really wanted to continue.

Christian opened his eyes wider in anticipation of what you’ll say. You somehow saw a gleam. that gleam. His beautiful brown eyes did this thing. It was mesmerizing and captivating to you.

“What if I take some time and really think about it. Like, do the work. Fight with myself — what if I get myself ready?” You smiled softly at him.

“What if what?” Christian tried his best not to be too excited. Or rather - seem too excited. He didn’t want to spook you, like what he already did tonight.

“Would you wait?” You had high hopes and low expectations. It was unfair of you to ask him. He couldn’t tell the future and know he was going to be ready when you are. You knew all of this. But you felt like you had to ask. Because what if Christian said ‘yes’. What if he would actually wait for you?

“Yes. Absolutely.” Christian said without a single waver. “I will wait for you. And I’ll try to stay ready so I am when you are. When I say I’m ready right now— I mean I’m ready for that too. I’ll wait.” He was suddenly taken with the over-assured, leading to an air of insincerity about his words.

“Thank you.” You said softly.

“Always, Y/N”. Christian whispered in your ears as he hugged you again. Pulling you tight.

——

Christian left quickly and quietly. You insisted on staying for the night but he insists to go and make everyone else worry.

When he left. You sat alone in your room and looked around. You grabbed your journal. You wrong every word (lyrics) you could think of.

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