#and he just apologizes and sulks about it cause hes upset that he upset me

[thecaduceusclay]

Now my whole day is derailed by a bowl!!! Why am I like this?!??!?!

[strawberrynull]

──⯎ ˙❤‍🩹 ̟ after the fight

엔하이픈 | Enhypen | ot7

──Pairing: enha ot7 x reader

──Genre: angst, fluff

──Synopsis: After you have a fight, they try their best to make things right again

──Warnings: mentions of arguing, fake violence/play fighting, cursing, kissing

──A/N: yall i literally got the idea for this from a couple tiktok my bsf sent me... o_o

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이희승 | Heeseung

Immediately after Heeseung raised his voice at you, he regretted it. He approached you slowly like you were an angry lion. Slowly, he wrapped a gentle arm around your waist. He was quickly swatted away though. A look of shock washed over his face; eyes wide and lips slightly parted. Being cocky enough to try again earned him another slap on the arm. His lips press into a straight line. He grabbed hold of your wrist to restrain you from hitting him again. Before you could resist, his other hand was on your waist, pulling you towards him. His lips crashed onto yours and you couldn't resist kissing your precious boyfriend back. Heeseung whispered against your lips about how sorry he was and how much he loved you.

박종성 | Jongseong

You turned away from Jay, tears pricking your eyes. It was typical for him to be a bit irritable after a long day but he was pretty good at not taking out his frustration on you. Today, though, he had lashed out and yelled at you. The regret hit him as soon as you turned your back to him and he could hear small sniffles from you. His legs felt like jelly as he began to walk toward you. Jay's arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he dipped his head down into the crook of your neck. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, baby." he whispered, muffled from nuzzling into your neck. "I'll never yell at you ever again, I promise." he said, kissing your neck in between words.

심재윤 | Jaeyun

Jake wasn't one to get easily upset and definitely no one to yell but today something in him made him more upset than usual. He was pissed off and ended up shouting at you, ending in you storming out of your apartment. Now you were in your own living room sulking about it. You heard a knock, making you groan as you slowly dragged your feet to the door. As soon as the door knob was turned, the person on the other side slammed it open. There was Jake with several snack filled shopping bags in his arms. He knew that snacks always made you feel better. "Damn it, I had a whole apology speech but you're so pretty that I forgot it already." The bags were dropped to the floor as Jake attacked you with a huge bear hug.

박성훈 | Sunghoon

You turned your back to him, folding your arms across your chest. He placed a hand on your waist, attempting to hug you from behind. "Wait, baby I'm sorry. Don't-" He was cut off by you walking away from him. His eyes widened before he began to chase after you. Sunghoon reached out to grab the back of your shirt but you shook your shoulders, releasing yourself from his grip. He tried again and again but somehow you were a pro escape artist. He resorted to grabbing your hair to stop you. You winced and turned around to try to escape. Just what he wanted you to do. He quickly pulled you toward him, placing his lips on yours. His hand was tangled in your hair as he apologized over and over again between kisses.

김선우 | Sunoo

"I'm.. I'm really sorry." Sunoo whispered with sincerity in his tone. You ignored him though. "Hey. Are you listening to me?" He asked, poking at your cheeks. He cupped your face and put his own face super close to yours. Then he scrunched his eyebrows together as his lips curled into a pout. "Ya, answer me. I said I'm sorry and I meant it." All you did was avert your eyes, causing him to grumble. "Fine. Then I'm going to be unresistably cute until you forgive me." He grabbed your face and turned it towards as his lips formed a thin smile. You couldn't hide the smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. As soon as he saw your smile, he cheered and hugged you tightly.

양정원 | Jungwon

"Oh shit-" he gasped, slapping a hand over his mouth. "I'm sorry, my love. I- I didn't mean that." Jungwons voice trembled as he reached for you, only to be met by your shocked expression. He bit his lip, trying to hold back the tears forming in his eyes. He was even more upset at his own actions than you were. "Angel? Will you please forgive me?" He whispered, hooking his fingers on the belt loops of your pants. He pulled you close to his body and placed a soft kiss on your lips. Then he began kissing all over your face, followed by an apology every time.

니키 | Niki

You furrowed your eyebrows after Niki had finished yelling at you. His ears turned red like they always do when he's ashamed. "Fuck, I'm sorry. You know i would never-" You cut him off by telling him to shut up. His mood changed like a switch as his tongue poked the inside of his cheek. "Alright, fine." His fist clenched before he threw a punch that landed just inches from your face. But for some reason it had just missed you. Out of pure instinct, you threw a punch back, hitting him in the stomach. You gasped, putting a hand up to your mouth in shock at what you did. "Nice punch, baby. Feel better now?" Then you remembered that he had told you once to just hit him if you were upset with him. "O-oh... yeah.."

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[luveline]

you can ignore me for the rest of time and I will still dutifully show up to read your work every day ~ can I request some angsty bombshell x spencer? maybe their first actual fight and spence snaps at her so bombshell r crying and locks herself in their room and he apologizes through the door but still sleeps on the couch and she comes and snuggles in the middle of the night and forgives him bc she can’t sleep? this is so self indulgent pls feel free to change anything you want love you jade

thank u for requesting! —spencer makes you cry. fem, 1k

Spencer can’t stand hearing you cry. He can’t believe he’s the one who caused it —he didn’t mean to, he just got so annoyed at you, everything’s difficult lately now you’ve moved in together permanently because you practically living at his apartment is apparently not the same as truly living with one another. 

He knows neither of you are unhappy living together, but you haven’t fought before, not like this. He stands just outside the bedroom door where you’ve sequestered yourself, ashamed of making you this upset. He doesn’t let himself in. “Y/N?” 

“Go away, Spencer,” you say. To your credit, you try to sound calmer than you are. 

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I didn’t mean for it to go that far. Please don’t cry.” 

“Spencer,” you say, a line of anger darkening your words, “leave me alone.” 

He shouldn’t have said you were being lazy. You aren’t lazy, you’re tired. Moving in together has been really hard on you, even if you won’t admit it, or show it externally. He just wanted to say something mean, because you’d said you allowed him to have that ugly armchair in the living room and he got mad —it’s not ugly, and he wasn’t allowed, he’s a grown man. 

He just can’t feel angry about it anymore hearing your sad sniffling. He said something too mean, he took it too far, and maybe he was ‘allowed’. Moving in together is about compromise, and you’d compromised, and he’s punishing you for it. 

“I’m sorry, angel. I didn’t mean to make you cry, I– I was being mean and you didn’t deserve that. I’ll be out here if you… if you wanna talk to me,” he says, turning to leave with his head held low. 

He waits all night for you to come out, if it were just to drink some water or use the bathroom, but after a few minutes he can’t hear you crying, and you don’t make any sounds. He thinks he might hear you moving the sheets aside some time toward 10PM, but there’s nothing after that. He falls asleep on the couch, sulking, wishing he hadn’t been such an idiot. 

You let yourself out of your shared bedroom in the middle of the night. The sheets don’t smell enough like him, and you want to hold his hand, and you want to know he’s really not mad at you. That he doesn’t really think you’re lazy. 

Quiet, you walk downstairs and into the living room, where Spencer sleeps stretched out on the couch. It’s a big couch, meant for soft sitting, wide enough that, were you to set a baby down, they couldn’t roll off accidentally. Spencer’s on his side with his arm curled around one of the bigger pillows, brown strands of hair falling into his face.

He’s not a deep sleeper, but you can’t say you’re scared to wake him. You pull the pillow from his arms and sit on the couch beside him, working your way into his side, and encouraging his arm over yours. Gentle, you brush the mess of his hair from his eyes. He doesn’t even have a blanket.

You hold his sleeping face in your hands. His eyes twitch and scrunch tighter at your touching, worried, but you give a gentle, “Shh,” and he relaxes. His eyes smooth, then open, lashes struggling apart, the brown of his eyes dark as a roasted chestnut. 

He whispers your name, tongue heavy with sleep. 

“Mm,” you reply, tucking his hair behind his ears. 

“You okay?” he whispers. 

You press your face to his neck, letting yourself deflate as you wait for his arms to lock you in. It can’t be five seconds before he’s curling his arms around you carefully, kissing your hairline, the first bit of skin he can reach at this angle. He’s not quite awake yet, you know, can tell from countless times sleeping in his bed. If he were to fall back to sleep, he wouldn’t remember this tomorrow. 

“Can’t sleep,” you whisper.

“Oh,” he says, with all the tenderness of a pet name, dripping, palpable adoring, “want tea?” 

“Want you.” 

He strokes your shoulder. You’re the one being hugged, really, but Spencer’s grip gets so tight you worry he needs one. You wrap your arms behind him, close your eyes tight to stop from getting teary. 

“I don’t like fighting,” you say. 

“M’sorry.” 

“Do you want to kiss and make up?” 

He stills. “You’re not mad?” 

“You really upset me, Spence. N’ I bet you know that n’ feel bad enough already,” you mumble. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I was being childish.” 

You forgive him. Everybody’s allowed to be mean every once in a while. You’d been arguing, and you can feel now that he regrets it, his hands apprehensive but somehow loving still as they touch your back through the thin fabric of a t-shirt he’d bought you. The front has a silly graphic on it, some equation that spells out love. 

“It’s okay,” you whisper. “I’m not mad. I can’t sleep when you’re not next to me, so… Let’s not fight again.” 

“I don’t like it when you cry.” 

You shake your head gently, slotting yourself into all his nooks and crevices. Your legs tangled, the couch is an ample bed for two people trying to be as close to each other as humanly possible. You don’t like crying either, not over Spencer, not thinking he doesn’t see you in the light you’d thought he did. 

“Do you really think I’m lazy?” you ask. 

“No, I was being awful,” he says, sounding deeply repentant. 

Well, there’s no need to punish him, you decide, not when he’s beating himself up already. You cup the back of his head to tap your foreheads together, any aches and pains of the bed disappearing in the eye of his softness. He’s gaining confidence now you’ve touched his hair, his hands travelling low to the small of your back, your face once again pushed into the curve of his neck, where you stay. 

[opiopal]

yall ever think abt the vampire event… like, when mc had a dream that everything was the same but everyone was vampires instead of demons,

Like, obviously I think abt it a lot cuz it was very clearly a fan service event, HOWEVER, I also think abt it bc how it would be for mc to ACTUALLY live with 7 vampires clearly struggling with their urge to feed on blood for a whole year.

Cause over time I could imagine mc getting annoyed with how often the brothers come around to try and bite them, but end up just kinda… gentle parenting their way into being left alone? Dunno if that’s the right word to describe this mess however it’s how I shall describe it. like, middle of the night when mc is assumed to be sleeping, mams sneaks into their room, and freezes upon making eye contact with them, ”hey.” ”…hi” ”did you need something?” ”no…” ”did you come in here to try and feed?” ”….” ”go back to bed,” ”fine, sorry,”

and he sulks out,

another time mc goes down to Levi’s room to hang out and watch a show, at some point they notice him awkwardly fiddling with their hand, focusing on the vein on their wrist, mc speaks up without looking, ”not right now,” ”wh- huh-“ ”no, I haven’t eaten anything yet today and if you do that I’m going to pass out” ”oh… s-sorry,” ”don’t apologize you’re perfect”

don’t even get me started on Beel though, cause Mc prolly just has a spray bottle to deal with him. imagine Mc just talking to someone at RAD in the hallway, just yappin away, and beel is standing next to Mc, slowly leaning his head down to their level before suddenly getting sprayed in the face with water as Mc continues their conversation, Beel of course looks upset for a moment, though a few minutes later tries again, only to be sprayed again.

honestly all the brothers probably get sprayed with water often, however beel gets it the most, his hair is most likely always damp. I can assume that Luci has more self control, as he does 99% of the time compared to his brothers, however I still think it would be funny if there was a time when he just wasn’t thinking abt it and went to bite them, but then got sprayed like 5 times very aggressively.

whenever dia talks to mc and asks how they’re doing, they always end up talking about the brothers as if they have a bunch of impulsive birds hanging around.

[glossykissies]

hi princess! this is my first time sending an ask so i apologize if i mess up but ive been reading all your scott fics and ive been thinking about how scott and kitty would interact. i feel like after a bit of banter he’d get fed up and put her in her place, thank you for feeding us!!

without realising, scott can be rather nonchalant — and that often causes you to act out, skulking around poking and prodding at him until he gives you something, not satisfied until he does.

you’d waited for him all day to get back from work, and once he was back — instead of dropping everything to spend time lounging around with you like you’d hoped, he’s opening up his laptop with that permanent frown of his, not even close to giving you the attention that you need.

you really did try to be patient at first, knowing there was a chance you’d be rewarded for being such a good girl — but it was hard, you were feeling extra needy and emotional, and the whole thing was making you feel neglected.

after an hour, the attitude starts to seep in, continually disturbing him from his work to annoy him, pressing at him with your clawed manicure and whining, kicking your feet into his leg before he’d swat your foot away distractedly, continuing to type.

“god, if you love work so much why don’t you just date your laptop instead of me.” you huff, storming off to the kitchen of scott’s apartment aimlessly where you’d sulk for another ten minutes before finally hearing his slow unbothered footsteps.

you keep your back to him, hoping to feel him wrap his arms around you or even just stroke your lower back as he passes like he does when he’s in a good mood, but instead you hear him busy himself with opening the cupboards to retrieve the ingredients for his coffee. you quietly huff out your nose, pout deepening as you pretend to have great interest in the marbling on the counter top.

“tantrums wont get very far with me, just saying.” scott speaks, and your eyes fill with irritated tears. you just wanted his attention.

“not having a tantrum.” you grit your teeth, refusing to look at him and you just know he shakes his head with an amused smile.

“alright. so that wasn’t you that just cussed me out and stormed off. got it.” he sarks, and you spin around.

“y— you’re being an asshole. did you come in here just to — just —”

“i’m making coffee.” he shrugs, interrupting you and his nonchalance causes you to lose your temper, striding over and lightly hitting his arm. it was pathetic, and you weren’t quite sure why you did it. he pours his drink, unwounded.

“ouch.”

“i hate you.” you clench your fists by your sides. scott’s jaw ticks, losing his patience now as he places his mug down and grapples you by the arm, turning your body so your back was to his chest, wrapping a thick arm over your neck and applying a light pressure.

“you hate me?” he asks firmly and you suck in a shaky breath, body instantly calming at the feeling of his warmth all whilst beginning to release your pent up emotion, a tear streaking the makeup beneath your eye.

“no.” your answer is fast and breathy and you feel him nod.

“say what you really mean.” he commands blankly, voice holding authority with such little effort.

“f—feel neglected.” you whisper, sharp nails lightly scratching at his forearm. he holds the headlock a little longer, letting you feel his chest moving up and down with his slow breathing against your back for a moment — maybe he knew you needed the contact despite his strictness.

“i am doing my work.” he lowers his tone and you whine, so he tightens his grip which tells you to shut up and listen. “you are going to go to the bedroom, and calm down. i don’t want to hear anymore fussing. alright?” you nod, and it’s enough for him to let go and pat you on the ass to scurry off.

you take a few steps before you turn to him, and his cold heart thaws at the sight of you — all upset, snotty, mouth turned down because you’re crying now. “how long?” you wail, and it’s so desperate, scott feels guilty for being so strict. he sighs out his nose, mouth in a straight line and he steps up to you to cup your jaw, making you let out a pathetic little hiccup-sob.

“look at me.” his deep voice rumbles and you force your sticky eyes upwards to him, where he brushes a firm thumb over your cheek. “i’m not gonna be long. go to the room, take some breaths. like i taught you.” he’s sincere, eyes boring into yours and you find yourself nodding, feeling a little more comforted by his demand being directed toward your wellbeing. “you’re okay. go.” he nods to the bedroom and you slide off, with only the urge to be his good girl for the rest of the day.

[revelboo]

You works are awesome, but i also wanna remind you not to overwork yourself! :) Have a nice day/night! ;3

Honestly, considering this blog is only 24 days old, it’s you guys I’m a bit worried about. Y’all good? Cause holy crow…

The Weakends Pt 5

TFP Ratchet x Reader- argument

• Putting a tool away, Ratchet glances over at the empty counter, the medbay quiet around him. Who’d have thought he’d miss your questions and companionable chatter? Need it to work. That silence drives home the fact that you’re avoiding him. Have been for days now and it’s worming under his plating, a disquiet that sparks through him, because you belong here. Your loss making him snap at everyone, because it’d be one thing if you were just skulking about the base, but no. Since you got upset with him, you’ve kept far away. Sulking like a sparkling.

• Setting the little trowel aside, you drag one of the mums you’d bought closer and wiggle it free of its little plastic pot. It’s warmer today, sweat slicking your skin as you work. Really, you’re just keeping busy. Trying to distract yourself, because you’re so frustrated you want to scream. Mostly at a certain white and red moron. And yourself. You know you’re both too proud to bend now. Neither one of you willing to back down no matter how silly the argument actually was. Even if staying away feels like you’re punishing yourself more than him.

• The sound of gravel popping under tires lifts your head and you squint in the sun. Bumblebee and the kids back again to pester you into coming in? Lips pressing into a thin line when you spot the ambulance, you yank off your gloves. Surely, he isn’t going to actually apologize? Blowing out a breath, you stand and stretch the kinks out of your back. Your little house is far enough from town and the main road that Ratchet can transform without worrying about being spotted and he does, walking the rest of the way over with a scowl like he tastes something foul. Cocking a hip, you cross your arms and wait for the apology. “Well, you’re not dead or dying,” he growls, optics narrowing at you.

• “Yeah, doing great,” you say, tone tight with anger as your fingers dig into your upper arms. “So, I don’t need a medic.” The ‘I don’t need you’ coming across loud and clear. That open hostility in your stare ramping up his own irritation that you’re so petty you’d made him drive all the way out to retrieve you. And you turn your back to him, bending to roughly seize a potted plant. Ignoring him. After he came to get you? His servos close around your middle, hearing your startled gasp as he lifts you. And then you whip around, chucking that plant at his head. It bounces off, scattering dirt all over him as you glare at each other. “Put me down. Right now.”

• Your heart’s racing, the adrenaline souring inside you as you realize you just hit him with a mum. And he’s not just going to let that slide. His optics shutter, jaw clenching as he vents angrily and you tense for the yelling. The fury. Instead, one of his servos slides over your torso as he adjusts his grip. That servo settling against your breast where your frantic heart is pounding away. Grabbing that servo, you mean to shove at it, but just hold on. Slowly his venting evens out.

• He can feel your heart thumping against his servo, frantic with fear. Of him. He can’t move, snared by that rhythm, knowing he’s causing it. As he remains still, that too quick beat slows. Calming. Your little hands shift on his servo. “There’s work to do. I need my assistant,” he says. Can’t make himself apologize, but isn’t leaving without you either, even if he has to just take you. You’re coming home. And you whisper okay so low he almost misses it, that tension winding through him just unraveling.

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[thetxtdevil]

Citrus Apology

Taehyun x Reader

summary: Getting into an argument with a smartass is annoying but how can you stay made at the orange-loving man

content: mentions of arguing, bf/dom taehyun, gf/sub reader, angry sex, mutual masturbation, orgasm denial, riding, degradation, dumbfication, overstimulation

word count: 1.3k

the space that held you and taehyun felt tense from hours of a loud argument, was now in a uncomfortable silence. you two love to test each other's knowledge and tend to get into banters, but today seemed to get into each other's skin and cause an anger-filled conversation.

he knows about everything but when you say something he disagrees with, you continue to think your way. eventually you try to prove he's wrong which ultimately becomes your down fall.

"i swear it was the other way around, there's no way" you ramble with a red face

"i'm sorry y/n, but you have to listen and understand that i'm just smarter" taehyun smirks

it wasn't that you weren't smart, taehyun fell in love with you because of your wit but he is too smart for your own good. usually you two would giggle it off but for some reason you had this burning rage crawling in your skin. you walk to your shared bedroom and decide it was best for you to cool down on your own.

an hour has passed with you sulking on your phone and terry doing who knows what suddenly he enters into the room. you pay no mind to the man and continue to stare at the bright screen. tae lays on his side facing you, in his hand he held an orange and starts peeling the skin. you try to ignore him but the scent of the fruit is enticing. orange blossoms throughout the room and oh how much he know you love the fresh scent of citrus.

you glance your eyes towards terry. your anger slightly calms as you watch his complexion, his body lifted by an arm which flexed his sculptured muscles, his jaw more defined as he chews the succulent fruit. you gulp down the hunger and look away as he turns his head towards you.

"you're going to leave a mess on the bed" you say in a serious tone

"no i'm not"

you take a deep breathe stopping yourself from snapping at him.

"i'm not going to make a mess with this orange"

"yeah i understood you" you roll your eyes

taehyun looks at you and you miss his smirk. god you look hot when you're upset he thought to himself. tae gets on his hands and knees crawling over his half eaten orange to hover over your frame. you turn your head trying to ignore his hot breathe and stare.

"i'm going to make a mess of you" stunned by his words to look into his dark eyes.

your gapped mouth shut by his lips. you were not going to put on your anger front any longer. you could not by the way taehyun's tongue tasted so sweet from the orange and the way his hands where caressing your thighs leading up to massage your tits. wasting no time he removes your shorts, rubbing your clothed cunt as you whine. he pushes the cloth to the side and fingers your soaked slit.

"do you get worked up by me being right as much as i get worked up seeing you wrong?"

"its the orange" you say, not letting tae be right again

taehyun smirks at your flustered and random answer. he then works his fingers in your heat. "a-hh, just like that" you moan as you reach over to untie his waistband of his short. hand diving into his shorts wrapping around his cock making the man above you shudder at the feeling.

three fingers slamming and curling into you while his thumb rubbed your swollen clit so nicely. he watches your knitted eyebrows and gapped mouth move with every movement he does. yet your were still able to flick your wrist jerking him off. your whole body shaking from the climax about to come.

"say that I am right, always" tae grunts into your ear.

you shake your head not agreeing to his command. right when the electric feeling in your stomach was about to make you cum, taehyun instantly pulls his fingers away from your aching pussy. you gasp at the lack of feeling making you stop your motions in his pants.

"you're stubborn aren't you?" his smug face taunting your fucked out one "you could just agree that i am always right, which i am, and i would've let you cum on my fingers"

"but you're not always right" you mumble

and with that comment lead you to have tae's slicked fingers in your mouth. "suck" he spat at you and you did staring up at him with puppy eyes. he tears his fingers away from your mouth and moves to the other side of the bed. he relaxes his body as if he were to take a nap. you look over in confusion a small "uhh"

he glances at you "you're going to ride my dick and tell me how dumb i make you feel"

you let out a sarcastic laugh at the man but how can you deny the offer to ride that beautiful erection of his. you slip you panties off and put your hands to his waist band flinging his shorts along with his briefs landing somewhere in the room. you crawl over taehyun and kiss him lightly on the lips.

"you're smart terry" you smile "and you are right about one thing"

"one thing?"

"that i am stubborn"

you straighten yourself on top of taehyun and slowly glide yourself down on the man's dick. humming at the satisfying feeling of being full you sat there for too long.

"if you're not going to say what I want at least move." taehyun commands you.

all you do is stare at him smirking at the little bit of desperation in his eyes. your smile disappears when tae's hip almost launch you out of your position. his big hands locked to your hips, he was thrust into like a ragdoll. eventually you get yourself together enough to bounce on his dick at the same pace as his thrust. when you did he moves his hands to take you out of your shirt. he watches your braless breasts bounce with your movements. in awe of your beauty and reaches to massage your boobs again.

losing strength quickly you lean body, your hands on his abs, drool dripping from your lips. tae pants at the sight, his thrust becoming rougher making you scream.

"say it"

nodding your head "you-u, are ah"

tae's hands are back on your hips and he stops his motions. you let out a bratty whine.

"say it"

"you're always right"

taehyun smiles and with a swift motion he flips the position, now hovering over you again. bringing back the inhuman thrusts, so hard you could feel it in your throat. you were screaming his name, clawing at his back as he watches his dumb slut get ruined by him.

"and... shit, you are hot... when yourrree right"

it took you every ounce of strength just to say that. eyes squeezed shut from an overstimulating pleasure. "tae,,," you pant out letting taehyun know you're about to cum.

"go ahead" tae grunts

he was trying his best to stay at his pace but your clenching around his cock was too much. your moans and screams were too much, and now the cum ring around his dick was enough to fill your insides. you moan as tae thrust slowly trying to milk every seed out of him into you. he pulls himself out to collapse onto you.

you smile, reaching over to his head of hair to stroke it. then you look over to you side to see the half eaten orange on the bed. you reach over to peel a slice and eat it. taehyun lifts his head to see what you were eating and chuckles at you. you grab another slice and stick it half way into your mouth and let tae engulf it to kiss you.

A nuisance,

TxT's Devil 🍊

[ijuliet]

yeonjun + somnophilia ?? or just choi line

choi line + somnophilia (s)

warnings : somnophilia (sexual activity with someone asleep), slight angst with yeonjun, soft!dom soobin, sub!beomgyu :)

paring : choi line x fem!reader

wc : 1.1k

a/n : i didn’t know if this was a what they thought abt somnophilia or when they partook… but just cause, reader has consented beforehand!

MINORS DNI!!

· choi yeonjun

you hated empty promises. especially when they were from someone you loved dearly. yeonjun had a busy schedule which you understood, but he shouldn’t have swore on your pinky finger that he'd make it before nightfall. now, you’ve tucked yourself into bed as a punishment for his actions. your phone kept lighting up with notifications by your bedside table but you’d ignore it. light salty tears trickled down your cheeks due to frustration. sleep had taken you abruptly and you were thankful, because your dream was about your desires if your boyfriend hadn’t been late.

yeonjun was cooing in your ear apologies but you kept shaking your head, being the brat you knew he cherished. but why did it feel so real? the feeling of his slim fingers slipping inside of your core and pumping in and out scared you because it felt actual. you tried to reach for his wrist so you could open your eyes and wake up from the wet dream, but your hands were swiftly grabbed in one hand.

finally opening your eyes due to the surreal shock in your dream, your blurry vision insisted it was not a dream. you were met with yeonjun continuing to curl his fingers inside of you, making you whimper. your hands were pinned over your head when his voice made it to your ears. “baby i’m sorry.” you shook your head to his apologies, arching your back as his fingers hit the perfect spot.

“can’t you tell i’m sorry? i’m giving you what you need, baby.” you look at his pouty lips and moan loudly. “you’re just upset right? that i couldn’t fill your needy hole, hm?” your orgasm washing over you, his dirty words making you clench around him. your boyfriend came up to your lips and kissed you passionately. his lips tasted like cherry lip balm, the plush feeling convinced you to accept his apology.

you detach yourself from his lips promptly and sulk. “you should have texted me you weren’t coming.” your boyfriend brings his face to cup the soft skin of your cheek. “i thought i would make it. do you accept my apology?” yeonjun’s other hand slides under your shirt, his finger pads grazing up to your breast. you bite your lip as you hold his eye contact. moving your head down and looking at the tent in yeonjun’s boxers. “well…not yet.” your small hand lands on his thick bulge, making your boyfriend throw his head back.

· choi soobin

sex with soobin was absolutely dreamy. he was soft and touched all the naked skin in front of him. you were surprised with his skills because leading on to the night he kept going on about his inexperience. you told him it didn’t matter, and that all you wanted was to take your relationship further.

after sex bliss had soobin sweaty bangs sticking to his forehead and his body collapsed on top of you. you were drifting away and into sleep because of his warmth. your bodies laying still under him made soobin get up from the crook of your neck, checking to see if he suffocated you but was surprised to see you peacefully asleep. a normal person would coo at their significant other in this cuddly state, but soobins soft cock got hard again.

the way the one lamp illuminated your face perfectly made soobin try to slip into your hole again. he watched patiently as your eyebrows furrowed and your face went sour. you were still getting used to his size and soobin couldn’t help but moan as your sleeping state clenched around his member from the sudden entrance.

his eyes were focused on you as he slowly moved inside of you. you breathily gasped at the sensation and the lewd noise started to pick up around the room. soobin couldn’t help himself when he felt the warmth around him. his hands momentarily meeting the soft skin of your breast, finger tips messing with your nipples. one loud moan escaped from your mouth and woke you up from your trance.

“soobin- ahh, baby, please. slower.” you begged. soobin came up to your mouth and kissed you, the pace quickening as you both were about to hit your high.

“i can’t help myself baby.” soobins mouth slipped down to your neck, kissing and biting his favorite spots. your hands found their way into his platinum blonde hair, gripping onto him as you lift yourself from the bed, and your mouth agape. soobins groans into your neck as he pushes himself into you once more, making sure his seed stays inside of you.

“i love you so much baby.” he pants. “i just have to fuck you awake.” your boyfriend whispers in your ear.

· choi beomgyu

beomgyu was easy to please, but hard to manage. he was too much of a tease to be controlled, and sadly you had given up. after leaving to visit your family for the weekend, your boyfriend was acting up. beomgyu would send mirror pictures of his pajama pants laying low on his hips, and his prominent bulge showing. the text would be simple and innocent like, ‘i never knew how loose these pants were!’

you rolled your eyes because he told you that when he first bought them. after not responding to his antics, the texts seemed to get less mature. beomgyu would start texting dirty saying ‘you can’t even give your poor baby attention?’, to saying ‘i know i’m not a good boy, but i need you’ and an attachment of his dick laying on his stomach.

his actions were easy enough to convince you to make an excuse and escape from your parents house early. leaving in the middle of night and making it to your apartment, you expected beomgyu to be up playing video games, but instead found him struggling in his sleep. the view was sinful. beomgyu was whimpering and lifting his hips off the bed, whining how you knew him the best.

you carefully place your overnight bag on the floor, and made it to the foot of the bed. the scene was enough to make you tighten your thighs together. if only beomgyu wasn’t being a brat. you go over to your helpless boyfriend and pull the covers off quietly. freeing his cock from the confines, you licked your lips at the raging pink tip covered in his slick.

you use your hand to smear his precum along his length, noticing how he struggled in his sleep, hands fisting the bed sheets. you speed up your movements and with that your boyfriend wakes up in a hurry.

“ah fuck! baby, faster, please.” beomgyu stutters as he reaches for your hand and you slap him away.

“why can’t you be patient hm? you just need to be touched everyday, right?” you leave a small peck on his forehead as he whines and agrees with you.

“yes-fuck! i need to be touched all day. only by you.” you smile at his answer but let go of his raging cock.

“at least my baby is self aware.”

[slutforleeminho]

Jealous Girl • Lee Felix

In which you get jealous cause he showed off what only belongs to you

"Baby I don't understand why you're so mad" Felix called out to you as you slammed the car door shut and started walking to yours and Felix's hotel room.

You didn't know why either but you were not about to back down now. He ran to catch up with you, more like took three large steps and he was hot on your heels. He reached out and grabbed your wrist, halting your movements and turning you around.

"Hey, what is going on with you?" He took a step closer to you and placed his hands on your arms, just softly caressing them. His big brown eyes searching your own for any kind of explanation as to why you were being so cold towards him.

"It's nothing Felix, let's just get up to the room and go to bed" You backed away from his touch and headed to the automatic doors at the entrance of the hotel. He stood there stunned for a moment, it really must be bad considering you called him by his actual name. No baby, no sweet boy, no lix, just Felix. He was now terrified.

You passed the front desk and heading straight to the elevators, turning around to find Felix not behind you. You decided to take the stairs so you could collect your thoughts and figure out how you're going to explain to Felix why you've been an absolute bitch ever since you left the concert. It was his fault anyways, he was the one who had to be a complete slut and take off his jacket while walking off the stage, showing off his beautiful physique. Usually you wouldn't be so upset when he showed off his body on stage, but tonight was different. It was the look on his face afterwards that lit a flame inside of you, that smirk as the whole stadium erupted into screams. Raking his hands through his hair and finally turning around to exit the stage, giving everyone the perfect view of his broad shoulders. It pissed you off. Only you should be able to see him like that.

Your room was on the seventh floor and you were currently on the fifth floor, you stopped and took a breath, leaning against the wall and closing your eyes for a moment. And then you heard footsteps, you didn't have the stamina to run up the rest of the way so you could only hope and pray that whoever it was wasn't a psychopath. You figured Felix would already be in the room by now but you were wrong. The one person you didn't want to see at this very moment appeared on the stairway right before your eyes. He stopped on the stairs and looked up at you.

"You didn't take the elevators?" He asked.

"No, I figured you would."

He nodded to your words, a look of realization on his face. "Oh so you were avoiding me." It wasn't even a question, he was just stating a fact.

"It's not lik-"

"No it's fine. Sorry I didn't take the elevators" He spat, bitterness thick in his voice. He climbed the rest of the stairs two at a time and walked right past you.

"Lix wait" you reached out to him, but he dodged your attempt at grabbing him. He turned around so fast it startled you.

"Oh don't you "Lix" me. You're not the victim here. You won't even tell me what I did. You left me outside and came here. To do what? Sulk? This is ridiculous." He turned around to leave you.

"It's because-" You almost yelled so he wouldn't walk away. He stopped and turned around, waiting for your explanation.

"It- well I- you see-" You sighed and looked at the floor feeling like complete idiot and putting your hands over your face.

"It's stupid" Is all you could manage to say through your embarrassment.

He walked back over to you and removed your hands from your face and made you look at him.

"Tell me so I can apologize."

"You have nothing to be sorry for. I just- ughh fuck it, It's cause you were basically stripping on stage tonight, it made me.."

"Jealous" He started hysterically laughing. "You're jealous... cause I took my jacket off?" It wasn't really a question just a joke to him. It pissed you off all over again.

You ripped your hands from his and stepped back. "Oh it's funny? How about tomorrow I go up there and put on a show for them, huh? Would you think that's funny?" His smile disappeared in a millisecond.

"That's different-" He tried but you cut him off.

"How?"

"I-" He was trying to find an answer but couldn't.

"Exactly and you know w-" he cut you off by kissing you, pushing you back against the wall.

"None of this matters, you know why? Cause at the end of the day who's throat do I have my dick down? Who am I going to have screaming my name? I know I've been busy but are you so needy that you have to act out like this? Do I need to fuck you right here? Show you that this is the only cunt I want" He placed his hand on your crotch, palming you through your jeans. You couldn't help the moan that slipped out. "So it's true. You're just touch deprived, but I can fix that baby. I'll take you right here for everyone to see." You couldn't deny that the thought of someone catching you in the act turned you on even more, making your core throb against his hand. Your thighs unintentionally closed in search of some kind of relief. Caging his hand in between your legs, but it was short lived, Felix pushed your legs back apart and started unbuttoning your jeans. "Since you want to be so eager" He plunged his hand into your underwear and immediately found your clit, rubbing hard circles on. You gasped at the sudden friction and rutted your hips forward, grinding onto his talented fingers. "Do you feel better yet, hmm? Or do I need to fuck this little attitude out of you?" Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he slid two fingers past your entrance, not even giving you time to adjust he started fucking his fingers up into you at an animalistic pace, rubbing against the one sensitive spot and curling his fingers. Your moans and whimpers bounced and echoed off the walls of the small stairwell, if someone was anywhere near the stairs, they would know exactly what was happening.

Your moans got even louder, and your cunt was clenching so tight around his slim fingers, he knew you were close to your end. Once you were about to enter the gates of heaven, he pulled his fingers out and removed his hand from your underwear. A whine escaped your lips and tear fell down your cheek from the slight pain of your denial. "Are you crying?" He grinned, wiping it away with his thumb. "You need my cock that bad?"

"Need it so bad lix" You were basically begging at this point. He started unbuckling his belt, the sight making you get excited all over again. He finally removed his throbbing dick from its confines, his tip was red and swollen and leaking pre cum, signaling he wanted this just as much as you did. He was so hard, you licked your lips imagining his taste on your tongue, you missed the taste of him so much. "You like what you see?" He teased, snapping you out of your trance, and looking away from his cock to meet his gaze. You grabbed the back of his head, weaving your fingers in his beautiful blonde hair and pulled him into a kiss. It was messy, all teeth and tongue, he pushed your pants down without breaking the kiss, but just enough so there was room for him between your legs and pushed your underwear to the side. He ran his fingers through your folds, spreading your arousal and making sure you were wet enough to take him. Once he deemed you were ready he lined himself up with your dripping hole and slowly entered you. You let out a satisfied hum against his lips before throwing you head back against the wall, giving him full access to your neck, he dove in sucking every part of skin he could reach. He set a steady pace, not too fast but every thrust knocked the breath out of you. The angle he had you in has his dick hitting deep into you, pressing against your cervix every time he thrusted a little too hard. "Fuck lix... s-so good.. faster p-please" His hips began fucking into you erratically, grunting into your neck every time you clenched around him. It was too good. He pulled back a little and raised his shirt, placing the hem in between his teeth and tilted his head a bit so he could watch his cock disappear inside of you. Seeing his toned torso on full display lit a flame inside you and pushed you so close to the edge, the way his muscles flexed and relaxed. Your hands searched for something to hold onto to steading yourself, and falling onto his shoulders as your orgasms hit you like a bag of bricks. "Oh my f-fuck Felix cum inside me p-please" you managed to say through the shock waves of pleasure shooting through your body.

Hearing you beg for his load made him reach his end, his hips stuttered, and his thighs tensed as he released into you. His shirt fell from his mouth, and he let out the sexiest moan you've ever heard, his eyes rolling to the back of his head seeing stars explode behind his eyelids. He thrusted into you a few more times for good measure and finally pulled out, watching his seed trying to pool out of you, but putting your underwear back into place and pulling your pants back up. He adjusted himself and placed his forehead against yours trying to catch his breath.

"You should get jealous more often"

I got this idea when I saw that clip of Felix in LA and immediately had to write this. If you enjoyed this please leave me any kind of feedback (reblog, like, comment, asks, etc.) it really gives me motivation:)

Taglist: @yumiblogs

[gyoobies]

Title: Campfire Connection

Pairing: Lee Know x Fem Reader

Genre: fluff, smut

MINORS DNI! Go do your homework or something.

CONTAINS, Smut, slight angst, mutual pining, unprotected sex ( don't do this, always protect yourself).

<That's all I got.... Sorry, not sorry.

You had honestly never been rejected by anyone, nor had you ever really had to pursue any romantic interests.  It was just always kind of your luck that whoever you were into was usually into you as well. So it was a pretty big blow to your ego when the person you were interested in this time showed up to the group camping trip with some random waitress he'd met only a few weeks prior.  

"Hey, the guys noticed a couple of the single sleeper tents were damaged while they were putting them up, so you'll have to share with someone." Your best friend said as they approached you sulking at one of the picnic tables nearby. You rolled your eyes as your friend delivered the news.

"OK, well, I'll share with Felix." 

"Actually, everyone is paired off already. Felix is with Hyunjin and Han because they have a bigger tent, Seungmin is with Jeongin, so that leaves you and Minho."

"Seriously? Did no one check the tents beforehand?" You said as you sighed, startling a bit when you you heard a voice respond that wasn't your friend's.

"Sorry I wasn't more thorough. I can swap with Felix since you're not happy about the setup." Minho said as he walked off.

Your friend nudged you to follow. "Don't be like that. It's getting late and for the most part, everyone has started dropping their stuff in their tents.

"Fine, but don't think I don't suspect you and Chan for this little arrangement. Why was Minho even over this way anyway?!"  You whisper Yelled.

"Maybe he was looking for you." Your friend said while wiggling their eyebrows, causing you to scrunch your face as you made your way to the tent you'd be sharing with Minho. 

Toeing off your shoes and dipping down to enter the tent, you notice Minho starting to put his things back into his bag. "Hey, wait, you don't have to switch. It's nothing against you, I just wasn't expecting to be sharing a tent."

'Not with me at least.' He thought to himself. Although you had only informed your friend and their boyfriend Chan about your crush on Changbin, Minho wasn't stupid. It was easy for him to see how you looked at Changbin whenever he was around because it's how he looked at you, not that you ever noticed.

"Wow,  this is probably the best sleep setup I've ever seen camping. I'm jealous, and the cat pillows are adorable." You giggled. 

Minho smirked, "if you like, you can sleep here, I mean, I can sleep on whatever you have and you can sleep here."

"Oh no, I couldn't, it seems like you've put a lot of effort into making it cozy, but thank you. Thanks for letting me sleep in your tent too." You said as you began to set up your sleeping bag on the opposite side of the tent. 

"No need to thank me, it's my fault it turned out like this, remember. " He said with the sweetest smile, as if he wasn't lowkey shading you from the incident earlier. 

The sound of the tent zipper saved you from having to apologize again.

"Hey,  so yea, we're going to start a fire soon and like, don't be mad, but I kind of forgot to pack the extra blankets you brought in the car."  Said an obviously nervous Chan.

"So, what I'm hearing is my friend is going to be single soon." You said as you flung your pillow at Chan, but he easily dodged it. 

"Whoa relax! Good thing your aim isn't that great." 

"But mine is." 

Before you or Chan could register what Minho meant, the pillow had already hit it's target, Chan's face.

"Yes! That was perfect!" You said through your laughter.

 "Hey, it's ok. You won't freeze, I've got more than enough to share with you."

Although you knew it was an offer for extra blankets, the way he said it made your mind wander just a bit.

"See! You're upset for nothing, Minho has got you covered...get it?! Because he's sharing his blankets with you?" Taking the death glares from both you and Minho as a hint, he decided to leave.

Once you had set up your sleeping area, you made your way over to where the fire had been started and took a seat next to your friend.

"About time you joined us." 

"Whatever, move over loser."

"So, Minho is fighting your battles I hear."

"Please, can you not."

"What?! You're the one that said you thought he was attractive when I first started seeing Chris, and if I remember correctly, you wanted him before you wanted Binnie. Just saying, he's single, you're single, maybe."

"Maybe... I'd like to not be a notch on his belt, and yes, you're absolutely correct. I was interested in him in the beginning, but the guy literally has a new prospect every other week. I'll pass thanks."

With that the conversation between you and your friend about your love life ended. 

A few drinks and roasted hot dogs in, you were all feeling good, and you fully understood why paying extra for the campsite a bit further way from the other sites, with its own bathhouse was necessary. 

"The sex can't be good." Your friend said as they nodded in the direction of Changbin's date grinding stiffly against him.

You burst out laughing pulling your friend to their feet so the two of you could dance together.

"Let's make the boys jealous." you whispered.

Rolling your bodies together, you smirked at each other when you noticed the sudden silence around you. You were so busy dancing you didn't realize your friend was plotting against you. You felt their hand creeping up your thigh, and before you could even react, they had wrapped their arm around your waist, lifting the oversized hoodie you were sporting to reveal the barely there yoga shorts hidden underneath.  You glared at them earning a giggle in response. 

"Why?"

"Because you have a great ass and you should share it with the world."

"Sorry to break up a good time, but I'm getting jealous." Said Chan with the cutest pout on his face.

"Ugh fine! You can have them back now. Hater." You rolled your eyes playfully as you walked away, heading toward the cooler to grab a water before calling it a night and heading back to the tent.

About a half hour later Minho returned to find you huddled up in your sleeping bag with the extra blanket he'd given you, watching a movie on your phone. You were startled when Minho put another blanket over you. 

"Minho! What are you doing?"

"It's supposed to get really cold tonight."

"Then you'll need this." You said as you tried to give him his blanket back. 

"I still have more than enough to keep me warm, I promise." 

There it was, that damn smile, still as breathtaking as the first day you'd met him.

"You ok?"

"Huh? Oh! Yea you're fi- I mean I'm fine." You said as you turned away quickly, thanking him for the blanket and trying to pretend like you were really into the movie you had been watching, and not dying of embarrassment on the inside.

Minho smirked to himself at the thought of you getting all starry-eyed for him. 'Maybe he still had a shot after all', he thought to himself as he settled in for the night. 

You woke early the next morning, surprisingly well rested for having slept on the ground. You gathered all you needed to shower before really starting your day, being careful not to make too much noise, and wake your tent mate. You made a mental note as you stepped out into the brisk morning air after your shower to thank Chan for having the brain power to think of getting a site with a bathhouse despite his recent failures.  You bounced over to the area where you had all gathered the night before and started another fire in preparation to make breakfast for everyone. Nothing spectacular just easy to fix over a campfire.  Setting everything you needed out, you got to work. 

"Want some help?" Came a voice still thick with sleep from behind you.  Much to your surprise, it was Changbin.

"I wasn't expecting anyone else to be awake for at least another hour or so."

"Well, I guess I could always go back to sleep. "

"Oh no! It's too late now, I'm gonna put you to work." You laughed.

The two of you worked well together, laughing and playing around as you went. With an extra pair of hands helping, everything was ready in no time at all.

A comfortable chatter had set in between the two of you as you began to set out the food on the picnic tables. Changbin was always good company. It was one of the reasons you developed a crush on him in the first place.

First to arrive was was Felix, quickly followed by Han, Hyunjin, Seungmin and Jeongin. 

"Mmmm, the food smells so good"  Felix says, voice a few octaves lower than usual as he rested his head on your shoulder, watching you boil water for anyone that would like tea or coffee. 

"Wow! And I thought your voice couldn't get any deeper." You laughed. "Go eat before it gets cold, or they eat it all."

"Coooffeeeeeee, cooooooooofeeeeeeeeee"

"I know who that is." You giggled as you turned to see your friend, who of course was walking toward you like a zombie as they continued to vocalize their desire for caffeine.

"Black, no sugar, no cream,  just the way you like it." 

"Blessings on you and your vibrator, may the mortor stay lively and the battery stay full." they declared as you handed them the cup.

 Their humor was one of their most charming points, and you could only laugh, being used to this behavior.

"Wow, how embarrassing."

You looked up to see Changbin's +1 glaring at you.

"And why would that be embarrassing?" You questioned.

"If you're fine with the world knowing you're lonely, then I guess it's not embarrassing for you." She said with a smug look on her face as she gripped Changbin's arm.

"Who said I was using the vibrator alone?"  You laughed, walking to take a seat at the table that was now filled with blushing men. Felix nudged your side with a playful smirk. "She's so annoying." he whispered.

You and Felix carried on much like usual, makingnfun of Chan and exchanging knowing looks anytine Changbin's tag along opened her mouth. Despite all the fun you were having being caty with Felix, it didn't take long for you to realize someone still hadn't showed up to eat, so you took a moment to step away and  stash some food for him, knowing if you didn't, he wouldn't have a snowballs chance at getting any.

Finally finding the strength to get up, after a rough night of trying to sleep, Minho groaned realizing he had unfortunately underestimated how much he would need that extra blanket in the middle of the night. Making his way out of the tent, he began to approach the group. Taking a look around at all the tables, he noticed he was the last one to wake, so he had zero expectations that any of whatever everyone was eating was left. 

"Finally, you've decided to join us!" said a disgustingly energetic Chan.

Minho offered little more than a grumble as a response, while he went to rummage through the bin that held the dry goods, settling on a couple of granola bars, he shuffled over to take a seat.

You watched as he took a seat at the far end of the table wearing a very dissatisfied pout as he looked around at the now empty plates. You watched him for only a moment before you decided to put an end to his grumpy mood. 

"I think this will taste better." you said as you placed the plate of food you had stashed away in front of him with a hot cup of coffee.

The look of surprise quickly turned into a smile, accompanied by a soft "Thanks for thinking about me."

That simple statement, for reasons you weren't willing to admit, gave you butterflies.

"What kind of person would I be if forgot about you after you gave me your extra blankets?" 

It was then that he decided that he could sleep through two more nights of cold if it meant getting a little more attention from you. 

You thoroughly checked your camera equipment as you packed everything you'd need to take with you on your hike. You exited the tent so quickly you almost crashed face first into your tent mate, who had obviously just come from the showers based on the damp towel around his neck and the wet strands of hair that laid across his forehead.

"From the looks of that camera bag, I assume you're not going swimming with everyone else?"

"No, maybe I'll go tomorrow, but the weather right now is perfect, so I'm going to go explore and take some photos. What about you?"

"I'm not sure actually. I'm not really in the swimming mood."

"Well, you're welcome to tag along with me if you'd like."

Minho answered so quickly, you wondered if he had been hoping you'd ask him to accompany you in the first place.

"Sounds good, just give me a second to get ready." He said as he flashed that knee weakening smile.

You  watched everyone excitedly getting ready to go swimming as you waited patiently at the picnic tables, a bit nervously if you were being honest, but why were you nervous in the first place? You weren't interested in him anymore, now you wasted time trying to figure out how Binnie ended up with such an annoying bitch. The minute he stepped out of the tent and began to make his way towards you, you remembered why. Minho was insanely hot, even though he was sporting a simple tee, shorts and a backwards cap, he looked absolutely edible. In all your pining over Changbin you had actually forgotten how bad you used to have it for him.

"All set!" He said as he stopped in front of you.

You gave a nod and began to lift the bag you'd packed but Minho quickly grabbed it from you. 

"Let me carry it, you're letting me tag along, so the least I can do is carry your bag." He said. As he squatted to tie his shoe.

" I also saved you from starvation, don't forget that." You joked.

He looked up at you just before finishing up his double knot in his laces. "I'll never forget that." He smiled, and stood before turning to head out of the camp.

"Wow, so you two are ditching us?!" Screamed Chan while the two of you waved him off as you began to leave.

"I hope he makes a move, I'm tired of watching him steal glances at her and pouting when she runs off with Felix." Said Chan, causing your friend to giggle at his serious father like expression.

" He better! Binnie is not an option anymore, so he'd better claim her before this guy she works with gets the courage to ask her out."

"There's another guy?!

Your friend laughed at Chan's shocked expression. " Yes, but he's shy. The poor guy is a constant shade of blush pink anytime she's around him. Oh! and he's hot! Like crazy hot. Probably a sub too, she'd have fun with that I bet. Ooooo she could dress him up in a harness to show off those abs."

"Hey! Are you cheering for Minho or the hot shy sub with abs she works with?!"

"Seoho."

"What?"

"Seoho, that's his name, and of course I'm pulling for Minho! I'm just saying she won't be available forever, especially not if her hot neighbor makes a move."

"NEIGHBOR!"

Your friend just laughed. I'm kidding, both her neighbors are gay...but one is a lesbian and she is bi so..."

Before your friend could even finish their sentence Chan was already frantically texting Minho.

"Wow this place is seriously so beautiful" you said as you took photos of the wildflowers that littered the landscape. Every intricate detail of each flower holding your attention, so much so that you didn't notice the way Minho was smiling at you.

"Cute"

"Huh?"

" You, you're so excited about flowers, it's cute."

You gave a bashful smile and began taking photos.

The rest of the day went much like that, you taking photos and Minho complimenting your photography style and your little quirks. 

Minho watched you fondly as you photographed a patch of flowers by a small creek, until his phone began to vibrate. He took it out of his pocket to see that it was his weather app that had sent a storm alert. He quickly opened it to see when the storm would hit, and noticed a few text messages from Chan. After getting the information he needed from the app he opened the messages Chan had sent.

"Make your move!"

"There's a hot sub with abs that wants her to dom him! Apparently really hot!"

"And shy!"

"Did you know she's bi?!"

"She has a lesbian neighbor!"

Minho just stared at his phone with a confused expression on his face, trying to decipher what he was trying to say.

"Everything ok?" You questioned as you looked at the odd expression on his face.

"Huh? Oh, yea, we should head back. I just got a weather alert that says it's going to rain in a couple hours."

You sighed, you hated that you had to cut your litte photo session short, but you quickly packed up.

"Great! Knowing our luck Chan probably didn't pack any tarps."

That statement earned a chuckle from Minho.

"You're right because I packed them." He said as he held out a hand for you.

It was unexpected but you didn't hesitate to grab hold of it, taking notice of the way your hands fit together perfectly. 

"Its a bit rocky, we have to move quickly, and I don't want you to fall."

You trailed hastily behind Minho as he navigated the way back with urgency. This in no way stopped you from admiring his physique. He was on the shorter side, just a few inches taller than you, but his broad back, and toned legs were signs that he was strong. This lead you to daydream all the way back to camp about how he could probably lift you easily.

The two of you were first to arrive back at the  campsite, Minho wasted no time getting the tarps out to put up. 

"What should I help with?" 

"Well, if you want, you can set out the tarps, ropes and stakes next to the other tents. It'll make the process faster for them if its organized already when they get back."

Nodding your head in agreement you set off to get the tarps. You worked diligently to untangle a few of the ropes, and once you'd gotten everything separated you began to lay all they would need next to each tent. Minho watched you as you moved about the campsite until he saw the pleasant expression that had been plastered on your face change to an unreadable one when you'd made it to Changbin's tent.

You hadn't meant to invade anyone's privacy, but you couldn't help but notice the box of condoms proudly on display in Changbin's tent through the slightly open entrance. You were startled out of your daze when you heard a yelp, quickly turning your attention to the direction of the sound.

Minho internally scolded himself, he was so distracted by you and trying to figure out what you saw that changed your expression, that he wasn't watching where he was going as he backed up to check his handy work on the tarp and tripped over a fallen branch. Quickly you made your way to him, worried he could be seriously hurt.

 "Minho! Are your ok? Does anything hurt?"

With smiling eyes he looked up at you as you kneeled at his side. "Only my pride."

Why did he have to be so damn cute? 

You grabbed his hand to help him sit up and found yourself staring directly into his eyes. 

"Are you sure?"  You said dropping your eyes to scan over him for any cuts or bruises.

"I promise, I'm not hurt" He said softly as he tucked his finger under your chin to guide your eyes back to his. His gaze was more than reassurance that he was ok, it was like a beacon, calling to the desires you thought you no longer had. Luckily everyone started to arrive back to the camp before you did something stupid. Quickly you stood up and held your hand out to help him up. 

"We're back!" Said Chan as he made his way to begin hanging the tarp over his tent.

You sighed in annoyance at the smirk on your friend's face as they looked back and forth between you and Minho. 

"Hey! We're probably going to be stuck in our tents for a while until the heaviest part of the rain passes." Minho shouted out for all to hear.

"Yea I figured. Let's make some ramen for now and campfire pizzas or something for later and grab snacks for the tents."  Your friend suggested.

"do you want me to grab any specific snacks from the food tent" you asked Minho as you began to step away.

"anything is fine." He responded coyly.

You knew the moment you were alone, the questions would be neverending, so you decided to spill before they had the opportunity to ask anything. The minute you both walked into the food tent you started talking.

"I'm confused."

"Huh? About what?"

"Everything I thought I knew about Minho's personality, but I think I was wrong." You said as you avoided looking at your friend.  You knew there was most likely a smug look on their face.

"Oh! Really?"

"Shut up! But he's actually really sweet, smart, and funny."

"Don't forget ridiculously fucking hot! Like wow!"

"Please, shut up."

"What? It's true!"

You sighed loudly "I know! And I don't know if it's the lack of sex, the scenery, the realization that we have a lot in common or a combination of it all, but if you had taken a little longer to come back I probably would have mounted him."

"Damn, that's hot! I don't see the issue."

"Of fucking course you don't! I like him, but I don't want to be his flavor of the week."

"Who said you would be? Maybe you're just assuming he's like that, just like you assumed you knew other parts of his personality. Now here you are having a sexually frustrated meltdown in a tent, desperately clutching cup ramen. Look, I'm not saying he's perfect, but just because he may have dated a lot, does that mean he doesn't deserve a chance to show you something different?"

You mulled over your friends words as the two of you prepared food. They weren't wrong, you wouldn't want someone to hold your past relationships against you. You also had to remind yourself that you weren't even sure if he was actually into you. 

After every tarp was up and everyone had filled their tents with snacks, everyone spent the time before the rain, chatting and eating cup ramen together.

"So what did you two find when you ditched us." Said Hyunjin. 

"Peace" you responded causing the group to chuckle.

Before Hyunjin could offer any snarky responses rain began to fall. You all began to scramble tossing the trash and making sure everything was secured. Before you made your way to the tent, your friend pulled you aside to remind you to be open minded.

You dipped to make your way under the tarp and found that Minho had thoughtfully brought a small plastic bin with a lid to keep your shoes in so they were sure not to get wet from the rain while sitting outside.

Once inside you found your tent mate had changed his clothes and was now relaxing among his pillows, headphones on and eyes closed. You had to admit, you were hoping that being confined to your tent would give you a little more time to get to know him better, but that didn't seem to be in the cards, so you settled into your sleeping area and decided to watch a movie. Before you could even find one that interested you, Minho had thrown a pillow and startled you.

"HEY!" You hissed.

"Sorry, I thought you had earbuds in." He laughed.  "Do you wanna watch a movie with me?" He said as he made room for you next to him. "You'll have to come over here because I need to set-up on that side."  

"Set-up?"

"You'll see. Just come."

You made your way over to his adorable sleeping area and tried to make yourself comfortable as you watched him set-up a mini projector that connected to his phone and a screen the he pulled from his bag.

"Wow you really camp in luxury. I'm really regretting not taking you up on your offer to swap now that I know how comfortable it is." You said through laughter.

Minho shot you wink over his shoulder.

"Well, its big enough for two if you dont mind sharing? I would offer to swap, but truthfully, I am starting to feel that fall from earlier a bit, so I kind of need the extra cushion." In that moment you mentally thanked your friend and Chan for inviting you on this camping trip.

"I can massage where it hurts if you'd like."

You noticed his ears begin to turn red before he answered, a bit shyly. "Um, it's ok, I'm not sure asking you to rub my ass is appropriate."

You quickly burried your face in the pillows to muffle your laughter. " I'm sorry, I just didn't think about the fact that it could have been anything other than your back that hurt."

You studied his features that showed all the signs of embarrassment as he continued his set-up. His ears were now a blazing red, and a slight tint of pink could be seen across his face.

"Cute." You mumbled.

Once he had everything set up, he took his place beside you so you could pick a movie together. After a couple of minutes you decided on an action movie.

 Minho made himself comfortable and laid on his side, resting his head on his hand. You followed his lead, laying on your stomach and resting your head on your arms so you didn't block his view.

About thirty-five minutes in, you had to say something. 

"Minho?"

"Yea?"

"This movie sucks."

 He erupted into laughter. "You picked it!"

"I know!" You groaned as you rolled to your back and let out an exasperated chuckle. 

"Well, we can watch something else, but you can't pick " 

You immediately hit him with one of his cat pillows. 

"Aww you're pouting!  Cute." He cooed.

You turned your head slightly to find Minho's eyes lingering on your face.

"You say that a lot."

"Only when it's true." He said as he moved a bit closer to you.

You could feel the pull again, the attraction, the need to feel his lips on yours, but you needed to know something first.

"You know who else is really cute? That girl  you're dating, with the short hair." 

A smirk crept onto his face. 

"Ah! Yea, she is cute, but I'm not dating her."

"Oh! Sorry. The girl that came over with the red hair about a week ago was cute too."

You felt him move a bit closer. "Hmmmm she is too, but I'm not dating her either."

"Oh! Well the gi-"  before you could fish for anymore information, Minho cut you off.

"I'm not dating anyone currently. I haven't dated anyone seriously for a while. Some of the girls you see come over are there to review their dance videos so I can instruct them on what needs to be cleaned up. I have them come to our place because sometimes they aren't able to make it to the studio before the building closes. Others are dates, but you don't see them around for long because I know what I'm looking for and they weren't it. So, do you wanna know about the girl I brought over a few months ago too, orrrr?"

You were visibly embarrassed to have shamelessly questioned him about his dating life and he definitely picked up on it because once again he was laughing at your expense.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry."

"It's fine really. I guess now that I think about it, it probably didn't look good from the outside looking in, to see me with a different girl every week."  Minho paused when he noticed you looking at him with a soft smile pulling at your lips. "What?"

You turned to stare at the ceiling of the tent before confessing. "Nothing, I'm just glad things worked out how they did. You're a lot different from how I perceived you and I may have never gotten to know you if it wasn't for this trip. You probably think I'm a lot different too huh?" You said as you turned your head to him slightly.  The expression on his face was very serious as he responded with a very clear "No". You didn't know exactly how to react other than to question his response.

"No? You don't have any change in your opinion of me now that you know me better?"

"No" He said again as he shifted even closer to you. Now able to look down at your face as he spoke. "My opinion of you is the same now as it was the first day you came over and Chan introduced you as his partner's partner in crime. You're smart, confident, funny, and beautiful, you're perfect. I don't see anything different, so I don't need to change my opinion."

You we taken back by his statement at first, but decided he must be joking to get a flustered reaction out of you. "Yea, sure, whatever." you said laughing it off as you rolled your eyes, turning away from him slightly.

At that moment his phone chimed signaling a new message was waiting. Minho almost felt defeated. Did you really not believe him? Or were you pretending you didn't believe him to possibly deter him from confessing? Maybe you were still holding on to your feelings for Changbin.  Again, his phone chimed, this time he opened the messages.  Of course they were from Chan.

"Did you tell her yet?"

"Don't miss your chance."

"Remember she had a crush on you first, not Changbin."

He was blankly staring at Chan's messages trying to work up the nerve to really confess and prepare himself for a possible rejection. It was only when you began to get up to move away from him that he realized he had made the situation awkward by going silent. 

"WAIT!" Without thinking, he pulled you back into his chest, and let out a deep breath to calm his nerves. Finally finding the courage to speak, he let everything he'd kept to himself out.

"You know how I said the girls I dated didn't last long because they weren't what I was looking for?" He pause for you to answer.

"Yea."

"I guess I phrased it wrong. I shouldn't have said they weren't what I was looking for, but they weren't who I was looking for.  It doesn't  take long for me to figure out when someone's not a good match for me, it also doesn't take me much time to figure out when someone is probably perfect for me, but they have eyes for someone else."

You tried to turn over so you could see his face but he held you in place.

"Please, just let me finish this while I have the nerve. I know who I want, I've known for months, and this camping trip was gonna be my last attempt to get you to notice me."

You were surprised to hear him confessing like this. You knew he likely found you attractive, but you hadn't really thought he'd have such deep hidden feelings for you.

"You're so confident and sure of yourself, I've seen women literally fall over themselves when you're around, so why were you nervous to tell me how you feel?" You questioned.

"Please don't be upset with how this is going to come out, but how am I supposed to feel when the woman I've been secretly falling for was falling for one of my best friends? Seeing you com over to have movie nights, and just hang out with him. It's not exactly a confidence booster and I didn't want to ruin anything. You both seemed to enjoy being around one another and from what I had seen in his last relationship, Bin was a good boyfriend, I thought maybe he'd probably treat you better than I could, so I decided to try to let go, but I couldn't and I don't want to anymore. Today was the best date I've had in years, and it wasn't even a real date. Wow! that sounds so pathetic, but it's true." He took another deep breath to calm his heart that felt as if it was going to beat right out of his chest.

"I think I'm going to shut up now, before I embarrass myself any more."

You sat there for a moment with his arms still wrapped around you, his forehead now pressed to your shoulder and just tried to process everything that he said.

You were wrong. So, so, so, so wrong in your assumptions about Minho. Yes, he was blunt, tough, and a bit sarcastic, but he was also sweet, attentive, funny and apparently very misunderstood by you.

"I'm sorry." Was the first thing you thought to say, but you realized when you felt his grip loosen that maybe you should have started off with something else, something less rejection sounding. You quickly turned to face him, cupping his face with both your hands you kissed him softly before continuing.  "I meant I'm sorry that I made assumptions about you, I wrote you off before really getting to know you. I'm glad you decided to take a chance and try again."

Minho smiled at you sweetly before kissing you again. "Does this mean you want to try dating me?"

"Yes, but I need to know that it won't bother you knowing I had a crush on your friend?"

"I'm not going to say I won't be jealous when you interact with him sometimes, but I think I'll be ok, so long as you promise to stop eye fucking him and start eye fucking me."

 You both erupted into laughter only stopping when you leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"I may have decided against trying to date you, but I never stopped eye fucking you. Besides I can do more than just eye fuck you now."

"You better be careful, teasing will get you punished." He growled.

"Hmm I do like the thought of being punished by you, but not today. Today, I'm going to be so good, gonna be the best girl to you. Lay down for me." You whispered sweetly.

Minho did as you asked, resting his upper body back against his pile of pillows. His eyes followed your movements as you removed your pants and top, revealing soft pink panties and a matching bra.

"So cute." He said with a smile.

"Oh baby, if you like my camping underwear, wait til we get back home. I have some really nice ones you'll love". You giggled.

"I want to see them all."

"I'll  show you whatever you want." You said as you ran your hands up his thighs, stopping when you reached the waistband of his sweats. You looked up to find Minho watching, waiting for your next move. "Can I have permission to touch you?"

Throwing his head back he let out a low groan, he didn't know if you were just guessing or if you could read him that well already, but one thing was for sure, if you were this good at being "the best girl" for him, he couldn't wait for the day you'd be a bad girl.

 "Yes, you have permission to do anything you want."

You tucked you fingers inside his waistband making sure you grab his underwear as well, before pulling them off.

"I knew such a pretty face would have an equally pretty dick to match."  You said just before spitting on his dick to stroke it. You watched as he threw his head back again, enticing you with that pretty neck of his.  A few more strokes and then you took him in your mouth, earning a sinful moan from Minho. If it was possible you'd spend every day with his dick shoved down your throat just to hear his soft breathy moans.

He threaded his fingers in your hair and began to gently thrust into your mouth. His moans quickly went from soft and breathy to low, sinful grunts with every thrust and you took this as a signal that he was going to cum.  Soon he was just fucking your throat and all you could think about was swallowing every drop of him. 

*chime*

*chime*

*chime*

Minho groan in annoyance letting go of your head. I have to respond or he'll just keep asking. You removed Minho's dick from your mouth briefly to respond.

"It's Chan, isn't it?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. He's been messaging me the entire time to encourage me to confess, he even messaged me while we were hiking."

"OK well, tell him you did so he'll stop interrupting." You said while trailing your finger along the length of his dick causing it to twitch.

"Baby, this is Chan he'll just have more questions."

"Fine! We'll do it this way." You huffed as you moved to grab his phone noticing the background was a photo of you in the wildflower field from earlier. You turned to to him with a questioning look, making him flustered as he reached for his phone.

"I'm sorry. I know I should have asked, but everything in that moment was perfect and I figured I could at least have that memory if you rejected me."

 Your heart fluttered knowing he had sneakily taken a picture of you as a keepsake, and as badly as you wanted him before, that feeling had increased exponentially now. You straddled him moving your panties to the side to grind your wet pussy on his dick.  You lifted slightly to line him up with your entrance, gasping in unison with him when you eased all the way down, filling yourself with him completely.  You leaned down to kiss him and he took the chance to flip you over, positioning himself on top of you. 

 "Can you open wider for me?" He said as he pushed your legs further apart.  "Just like that" He moaned. His slow deep strokes sent waves of tingles across your body with every thrust.  

*chime*

"That's it!" You screamed as you grabbed his phone to call your biggest inconvenience since this trip began. The phone barely rang before an eager Chan could be heard. Minho slowed his thrusts so as not to give away what you were doing, but you didn't care if they heard, in fact, you called so he could hear, effectively answering any and all of his questions about how the confession went.

"Finally! how did it go? Does she feel the same?"

"Chan!"

 "Oh! It's you!"  

"Yes its me, and if you don't stop interrupting I will gladly choke you tomorrow."

"But where-" Chan's train of thought derailed the moment Minho picked up the pace grunting as he did and you whimpered into the phone. 

"He's busy, oh fuck! Right there! Bye." You moaned.

You could hear your friend cheering in the background as you ended the call. 

You always just thought sex so good it made your toes curl was just an exaggeration until now. Wrapping your legs around his waist you pulled him closer needing to feel his weight on you.  

"You feel so good." He said as he took one of your legs from his waist, and hooked it over his shoulder. The new angle gave you everything you needed and it wasn't long before he groaned at how your pussy squeezed his dick, mimicking the way your hands were squeezing forearms as you came.

Breathlessly you called his name he continued to fuck you, never letting up even after the second orgasm that quickly followed your first. You whimpered when he pulled out of your dripping pussy and flipped you to your stomach.

"Ass up baby, I can stop holding off now that I've gotten two orgasms out of you."

You whimpered as you got into position, arching your back so that your ass was at the perfect angle for him to pound into you.

"Fuck" He whispered before diving in to taste you.  You jolted at the unexpected feeling of his mouth on you. Why was he so good at everything?! You had to bury your face deep into the pillows to muffle your cries. Sure, your tent was further away from the other tents and the sound of the pattering rain was drowning out almost every sound as it got heavier, but the last thing you wanted was for them to hear you screaming his name and begging him to fuck you senseless. Satisfied with finally tasting you the way he had always wanted, he rose to his knees and positioned himself behind you, caressing your ass gently before sliding inside you. Minho leaned over you momentarily to nip at your shoulder as he began to thrust into you. Confident that you had adjusted to this new position he picked up his pace. Mesmerized by the way your ass jiggled every time he snapped his hips into you, he hadn't even realized his thrusts had gotten harder and faster until his final thrust that made you collapse, caused him to slip out of you just before his climax. Quickly he pumped himself to completion, groaning as he reached his release, painting your ass and thighs with his cum.

He took a moment to catch his breath and admire the sight of his pearly droplets beginning to drip down the curve of your ass, he wondered momentarily if you'd allow him to do the same to your tongue, before rummaging through one of his bags, and retrieving a towel to clean you of his mess.

Taking his place beside you, he ran his fingers up and down your back soothingly, kissing your shoulder. He gazed at you fondly as you laid there, eyes closed, head still surrounded by his mountain of pillows. He was exhausted and he was sure you'd both be asleep in no time, if you weren't already. 

The next morning Minho woke first, happy to see he wasn't just dreaming. You opened your eyes as he greeted you with a kiss to your forehead.

"Good morning kitten. How do you feel?"

"I don't think I have a lower half anymore."

Minho burst into giggles. "Well, I guess that means I have to carry you the the showers."

"I can manage but you have to shower with me in case my legs betray me for last night."

"I can definitely do that, but let's rest a little more first, it's still early, it's only 6."

Wrapping the blankets around the both of you tighter, Minho held you close as you both drifted off to sleep again. 

"Aren't you glad I wasn't more thorough with checking tents now?" He laughed. 

Epilogue: The bonfire crackled as Changbin took another sip of his beer. It's been about two months since the camping trip and about two weeks since he called it off with the girl he'd taken on the camping trip. She was never meant to be long term, just another distraction from the heartbreak of his ex cheating on him and a way to keep you from falling for him. He knew eventually he'd want something more serious again one day, someone more compatible with him. He thought of how you were always there to cheer him up, to coax him out of whatever funk he was in and get him to hang with the group to help ease his pain after his breakup. Over time, he could feel a shift in your friendship, and it scared him. He wasn't ready to date anyone, let alone someone like you. You were ready to love, and give your all and it wouldn't be fair for him to take that from you when he just wasn't ready to give it back, especially when one of his best friends couldn't keep his eyes off you. He knew Minho had an interest in you from the day they all met you. He felt a pang of guilt as he thought about how your efforts to cheer him up got in the way of you getting to know Minho better. Sure, that didn't stop the others, especially Felix and Hyunjin from building relationships with you, but Minho's situation was a bit different. Kind of hard to show interest in someone if they're busy showering their affection on someone else. It was best for him to step aside so you two could find each other.

"Do you regret it?" Han said as he came to sit beside his friend.

Looking over to the patio where you and Minho had snuggled up on the porch swing, Changbin sighed. "Sometimes I do, but then I see how happy they are, and that's how I know I made the right choice."

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Kieran Kieran Kieran Kieran Kierannnnnn

Boi deserves more love cause he's truly one of the best characters in the entire franchise and they definitely did him justice with his story arc(Even if we made him get a ton of therapy and a near-death experience after his villain phase...)

With that, the fact that he can afford multiple tickets but not a phone is... Weird. However, that's where writers come in soooo- Can I please request the reader, Carmine, Paldea gang, and BB E4 throwing Kieran a surprise party and cashing in together to get him the lastest rotom phone with Applin/Hydrapple case?

Extra bonus if you're also able to include individual gifts that everyone would get Kiki

EXTREMELY BASED REQUEST <3333

......

One day it suddenly occurred to you, the BB E4, Carmine, and your Paldean friends that Kieran's 15th birthday was coming up and....according to his sister, he's never had a party.

You found that to be 100% unacceptable, and so you all decided to band together and plan one right in the League Club room.

Ofc you had to be sneaky about it, making it so that Kieran didn't suspect anything was up.

The biggest challenge--at least for the others--was figuring out what presents to give him.

But considering that he still doesn't have his own rotomphone (despite having more than enough money to get you, Arven, Penny, and Nemona plane tickets to Kitakami), it wasn't too difficult to decide what gift you wanted to get for him.

Luckily you had a Persian and Gholdengo who knew Pay Day and Make It Rain respectively and wore amulet coins, so you took them out to the terarium to battle other trainers, gathering more than enough cash to finally afford the gift.

When Kieran's birthday finally arrives...he's a little sad bc he only got a few wishes from random passerbys, and none from you or his friends or sister--who all seemed to have mysteriously vanished.

He thinks it's some prank and lowkey sulks as he shuffles to the clubroom....

Only to get startled when you all jump out and surprise him--with Ogerpon, Miraidon/Koraidon, and your Hydrapple (who was once the Applin he traded you) wearing party hats and kazoos--wishing him happy birthday.

Once his mini heartattack subsides, it takes a second for everything to sink in....before he gets extremely sappy and stands there with tears rolling down his face.

At first Crispin thinks he's genuinely upset and starts apologizing profusely, thinking the group had the wrong date-

"N-No, it's today. I'm just....wowzers.." Kieran laughs, wiping away his tears. "You all..really did this for me?"

"It took careful planning and precarious coordination." Amarys speaks up with a smile of her own. "We have [y/n] to thank for orchestrating this. But I could understand if it caused you some minor distress this morning."

He just waves her off, reassuring her that everything's good now, and soon the festivities commence!

You gift him the latest Rotomphone, having commissioned for it to have an Applin phonecase (even with its own tail and eyestalks) that shimmered in the sunlight, with all of the features offered by the League Club's BP system already unlocked.

Ofc, it may take him a while to learn how to use them all...but he's SO happy and hugs you tightly.

He lowkey forgot that everyone else got him a present, too, and lets you go to open them.

Carmine, knowing her brother, gave him an assortment of chocolate (but insisted that he didn't eat all of it at once and had actual food every now and then).

Amarys gave him a single heavy ball with a Shiny Aron inside. She doesn't think it's much but gets flustered when he smiles and thanks her with a hug, too.

Lacey gifts him a Granbull plushie, and at first she thinks it may be too "cutesy" for him, but he holds onto it tight and insists that he loves it.

Crispin and Arven got together to gift him a cookbook they collaborated on: half the recipes are spicy dishes and the other half contains sandwich recipes.

Drayton presents him with an empty friend ball, and inside was a Wimpod keychain and a note that basically says "sry for calling you ex-champ, ex-champ".

Fortunately they both kinda got over that grudge and could laugh about it now.

Penny got him the same Eevee backpack that she has (after recalling how he stared at it one too many times back in Kitakami and played with the ears when she left it unattended for a few mins) and initially feels awkward, but he adores it and promises to swap his old bag out from time to time.

Nemona gave him a whole bag of EV-boosting items (carbos, zinc, feathers, mints, you name it) for his team so their next battle could be even MORE exciting....and he's embarrassed to admit his competitive team's stats are already maxed out, but he'll use them for his casual team.

All in all, the party is a huge success.

It's definitely one Kieran would never forget, and he's so, so grateful to have real friends who did all of this for him--especially you.

[fortheb0ys]

Sorry for the screenshots, I posted it without finishing what I was saying :)

THANK YOU, POOKIE🙏 YOU GUYS FEEDBACK ALWAYS MAKES ME THE HAPPIEST😭 I JUST LOVE HOW YOU EXPLAIN MY WRITING :)

I think older men with braces is so underrated. I think people tend to think braces is something we get when we're young but people don't realize how often older people get them. Hell, I've seen a burly mid 40 construction guy have them. AHHH HE LOOKED SO PRETTY😢

I have such a huge oral fixation that I just love love love them I can't even explain :3

AAAAHHHHH PUPPY PLAY JEFF🙏🙏 THANK YOU FOR FEEDING ME AN IDEA!!

Tiny lil drabble below :3

I'm just I'm imaging dog sitting for Shauna while she's at "book club".

Jeff's a but weary of you at first cause he's a loyal doggie to Shauna.

Of course, you'd be friendly and tried to win him over. You'd bring treats, toys, and take him for walks down trails Shauna said he liked. He'd just take the treat to his puppy crate and munch on it quietly or play with his new toy alone in the backyard as you sat on his porch, watching hoping he'd want to play fetch. You'd always treat him kindly, calling him a 'good boy' whenever he'd do the smallest things.

But nothing worked. Most days he'd sit and whine at the door, waiting for Shauna to return home. You'd never try to push him, knowing he was only really ever comfortable around her.

You'd push you luck and try to give him pats but he'd shy away from you touch and give you warning nips at your hand. Jeff had a biting problem that Shauna was training him on and knew it would get him in trouble if he bit you hard.

Unfortunately was going to be a situation that he'd find himself in.

Jeff had a plush bunny named Bunbun that Shauna had gifted him for one of his birthdays. It had became his most precious item. He'd never leave it out of his sight, taking it everywhere he went.

It'd seen better days and was a bit raggedy. Though in Jeff's eyes that what made it special. All his happy memories told their story in each hole and stain.

One day while Jeff laid down for a nap, you thought it a kind gesture to surprise him with his Bunbun all fresh and fixed up. You sneakily take his plush without waking him to patch and wash it up.

You woke him up for dinner and show his plush all fixed up. To your surprise, Jeff does not take it well. You ruined him. All those special memories washed away. It wasn't what Jeff knew nor liked.

Jeff was seeing red. With teeth beared and a growl sounding deep from his chest, he lunged at his biting deep into your hand. You quickly throw him off, now just as angry as him. Blood oozes from your hand as you cradle it to your chest, dirtying your shirt.

You yelled at him calling him a 'bad dog', taking him by the collar to drag him to his crate and locking him inside till Shauna came home.

Now alone to reflect on his actions, Jeff felt the guilt weight on him. You were just trying to be kind. Tears welled in his eyes as he whined out.

It felt like an eternity before Shauna had come home.

Jeff could hear you explain what happened and her apologizing profusely than the door closing as you leave. When she comes in the room, a look of disappointment paints her face.

"Jeff, what the fuck? Why would you do that? He's just trying to be fucking nice and you bite him! You're such a bad dog."

Before Jeff could argue his case, Shauna stormed out turning off the lights leaving Jeff locked in his crate alone in the dark.

All night Jeff cries. Why was it just earlier he was a good boy but now he's just a bad dog? He just was upset about his bunny and he's working on his biting problem.

He fails into a restless sleep, only to be awaken by the front door slamming shut. The early morning sun is telling him that Shauna has left without giving him a goodbye kiss. She must still be mad at him.

Before he could sulk farther, Jeff hears footsteps. He perks up thinking Shauna hadn't left but he sees you walk into the living room. Jeff grins, happy to you back. You must have forgiven him but the empty look behind your eyes tells Jeff something different.

You walk over to his crate, unlocking it. Without saying a word you sit on the couch, turning on the television to fill the silent room.

Jeff shyly walks over to sit next to you. He takes his place, a gap taking up the space in between you.

"H-hello." Jeff nervously tries to apologize but he's not sure how.

"Jeff, I'm only here cause Shauna paid me in advance. I'll be gone at the end of the week." You said coldly before Jeff could even apologize.

Jeff's countenance falls. You used no nicknames. No sweet tones. You hate him. Shauna hates him. He really was a bad boy. Tears once again fill his eyes and this time he couldn't quietly cry. He sobbed out apologize, pleading that he was a good boy.

His begging broke you. It was clear Jeff was genuinely remorseful.

"Jeff? Puppy? It's okay. I forgive you." You comfort him while pulling him in, holding him close to your chest.

Once he calmed down, Jeff apologized properly, explaining his motives and with his explanation you agree to start over again.

Jeff was still a bit weary mostly but soon you found yourself caring for him most of the week. Shauna spent more and more time at her book club.

Of course Jeff didn't take it well. Spent his time whining for her return. You kept him preoccupied with toys, walks and playtime. His separate anxiety was a bitch but you seemed to fill her place just a bit.

Unlike the first, your kindness didn't go unappreciated. Jeff and you grew closer. He was much more hyper, was attached at your hip and wanted psychical and emotional affect. Even when Shauna came home, Jeff was upset to see you leave.

Shortly after you found things had became more sexual. You were bathing Jeff after he gotten himself dirty while playing in the mud.

Jeff was enjoying his bubble bath, you both giggling and splashing each other one minute than the next Jeff finds himself pulling you into a bruising kiss.

You pushed him off, asking what Shauna would think. Jeff admits to you that there's no book club, that Shauna's cheating, that's he's just a mutt to her.

God, you knew you shouldn't have went farther but everything felt so right with him. If he wasn't Shauna's puppy than he'd be yours.

From that moment on, you and him began your relationship.

He'd greet you at the door, completely naked with only his ears on and a tail plug snug in his asshole.

His tail plug wagging as he bounces up and down excited to see you. You'd be fucking him on the couch within a minute. His begging pants filled the room.

You'd have sex so often that Jeff rarely ever wore clothes while around you. The moment Shauna left so did his clothes. He'd dress when you left but the fabric on his skin felt so foreign.

His energy sure came in handy as well. Different positions, different places in the house, he could fuck for hours. His sexual urges were unsatisfied. At times you'd arrive to watch him and he'd be in his puppy crate masturbating. The mess in his crate signaling he'd had already came a few times already.

He'd look at you with big puppy eyes, begging to have your cock in his mouth while he pushes his plug in and out of his hole.

By the time you put your cock in him, he's cum more times than he could count. The blonde fur on his tail now a darkened, completely soaking wet. His cock's so sensitive that he whimpers as you stroke him.

He loves belly rubs especially after sex. His tummy slightly bulging from how times you've cummed in him. His belly looked like it was a full litter of your pups.

He was always a loud pup. From barking at anything and everything or crying for attention. During sex he was no different. He'd whine and whimper. You bought him a bone gag to keep the noise down.

Remember his biting problem he'd be working on?

At times you'd leave the house covered in bite marks. When Jeff was completely lost in the pleasure, he'd bite unknowingly. When he'd realized what he had done, he'd lick your wounds clean.

Jeff would wear a plug constantly. He loved the feeling of being full. Whether it was the plump head of your cock, plug or toy, he craved the feeling.

Praise was always a big thing to Jeff. He needed to be reassured that he was a good boy due to the rocky start of your relationship. Whenever he felt like he had be bad, he'd cry and beg for you not to throw him away. You'd pull him into a tight hug and cradle him till he calmed down. Once he did, he was back to his hyper and horny self.

[octopotto]

Honestly,my favorite type of yandere content involving Silver is mostly Lillia 'convinces' MC to date him.

Like Silver gets rejected after confessing cause Mc like them as a good friend/brother. It's not longer after MC comes up to him says they were wrong, and they do love him.

Can't decide if Silver would be suspicious or if he thought MC was probably just nervous about the idea of dating him. So they stsrt dating, but Mc seems more awkward and stiff about it. Silver could mention this to Lillia, and next thing Silver knows, MC is trying to relax more around him.

For context: Yan! Silver Hc's

Anon I totally agree with you!!

The only reason why the Silver headcanons kinda works is literally because of Lilia’s bullshittery lmaooo

I’m gonna be honest, when I was writing the yandere headcanons for Silver I went “Is this even yandere???” I was re-reading some of the points and they didn’t give any yandere vibes, only regular headcanons.

I was trying to find ways to ‘intensify’ the ‘yandere’ in Silver BUT IT WASNT CLICKING— IT WAS SOO OOC FOR HIM THAT I WAS SO FRUSTRATED. It was giving “The math AINT mathing here” vibes 😭

TW: SPOILERS FOR BOOK 7, NOT PROOF-READ, Yandere, obsession, threats used against the reader, Silver is more yandere in this one lmao, Lilia is a platonic yandere for Silver's happiness.

———

Can you imagine sulking inside of your dorm room, upset that yours and Silver's relationship won’t be the same anymore because of the rejection.

When all of a sudden you see a figure outside of your window, hanging upside down while crimson-eyes looking directly into your soul. 

Bro bout to make me act up fr 💀💀

Let’s be real here, Lilia is not afraid to use extreme measures to make his lil’ bat happy. 

And what better way to make Silver happy than bringing a most certainly regretful, magicless, and defenceless prefect back into his son’s arms where they belong? How about them apologizing for rejecting him and that they would be more than happy to be his lover? Singing praises to him and chanting ‘I love you!’ over and over again like it would save theirs and a certain feline-beast life? 

Oh wouldn’t that be the cherry on top for his dear son and future daughter-in law?

“Oh Silver! What do you mean they’re nervous when they’re with you? They’re probably just soo happy to finally be with you, son! It’s just a symptom of being in love~ 🥰”

Lilia saying that to Silver while staring directly at you, making sure that you’re not doing something to contradict his words.

In Silver’s case, I think he would be suspicious at first. Like how could the prefect switch up their emotions so quick? And why was his father involved as well?? He didn’t tell him the bad news yet.

He would definitely be concerned about how much the prefect was trembling in his arms. Are you okay? Are you sick? Poor dude was so confused.

He sees how much the prefect smiles— or at least tries to smile— in a calm and almost loving way. But it seems so forced? Silver tries to make you budge, asking you if you’re alright and if there’s something wrong.

He also notices that whenever you’re in the room with him, his father will also be in the room with y’all as well. Almost like he’s watching over something— or someone.

Lilia menacingly watching the prefect, making sure that they don’t say anything to ruin Silvers happiness and yours ig: 😇😌😈😈

You, literally just wanting to get out of there because you don’t like Silver like that and it’s gross bc Silver is like a brother to you: 😟😟😰😰😰🤢🤢😀😀

All you can do is try to reassure him and you’re fine and just soo excited to be with him and not hide your undying love for him anymore.

Maybe after all the reassurance from both yourself and Lilia, Silver will finally relax. He can finally just be happy that you love him back and he can finally show you how much he loves you.

What happens if Silver finds out what actually happened? Well it depends on how soon.

If it’s early on then of course he’ll help you out and talk to his father. He loves you but doesn’t want to make you miserable.

But…if it’s after all of the conversations and convincing from his father and you…Wouldn’t it be okay for him to be a little selfish at that point? I mean, you did say you love him soo many times already. Wouldn’t it be so cruel to tell the truth to someone who’s soft and pure-hearted like Silver? To say that you don’t actually love someone who would beg on his knees and cry for you to not leave him? 

You wouldn’t do that, would you? 

Especially if you want to be there for class tomorrow!

But imagine if Malleus becomes apart of this feud??

IMAGINE MALLEUS ALSO HAVING FEELINGS FOR YOU AND HIS YANDERE TENDENCIES AWAKEN AFTER HE FINDS OUT THAT YOU'RE WITH SILVER OMG????

Imagine in Book 7, Malleus is manipulating the dreams so you and him are dating instead and  now preparing to go back to Briar Valley to plan the wedding early??

IMAGINE SILVERS ONLY MOTIVATION TO GET EVERYONE OUT OF THE DREAM SEQUENCE IS BECAUSE ITS NOT HIM THAT'S MARRYING YOU (This is version where there’s no going back on Silvers feelings for you).

OCTO NOTE: Kay I'm done, thank you again Anon! <3333

[lovelyiida]

If it's fine, may I request Todoroki and Iida (separate) X shy reader?

THIS IS LITERALLY SO CUTE! I kinda gushed when I saw this, even though I make a lot of Bakugo content at the moment, my favorites are Iida and Todoroki (depending on the day honestly).

HOW IIDA ACTS HAVING A SHY PARTNER is honestly so cute, I'd imagine that you'd be under his shoulder all the time.

even though having a boyfriend as the class president isn't really easy since you're so shy. sometimes random people would come up to you asking about your boyfriend.

which all you could do was stammer and stand around looking like an idiot trying to search for your boyfriend, hoping for him to save the day.

you guys are definitely the type of couple to go to a restaurant date together and when your order is wrong, your too shy to confront the waitress so you just sit and stare at the food.

"honey, if the food is wrong I can ask to take it back-"

"no, Iida please! I promise, it's fine-"

"no, I'm not gonna let you sit here and starve because your order is wrong, here's the waitress- excuse me!" Iida yells out, causing a couple of heads to turn.

you sink into the cushioned booth, sulking in embarrassment

"god..." you groaned quietly.

you watched your boyfriend through the small slit your made with your hands. you were covering your face in embarrassment of course.

"excuse me, my parter asked for no hot sauce on their dish, could you remake this please?" he says the words that you hate to say (that you would never even mutter to yourself) so easily.

the waitress apologized and quickly took the plate off the table and rushed into the kitchen to get it fixed.

"see? all better" he smiles, you roll your eyes and playfully mock his words which causes him to let out a laugh.

"if it wasn't for me you would be starving right now, show some respect." He says, you chuckle and mock his words once more, your hand rising above the table making it talk, mocking him even more.

"you love me, don't you?" he says, suddenly making your face heat up. shocked by his words you place your face deep within your hands again.

"yes...I do."

HOW TODOROKI ACTS HAVING A SHY PARTNER is nothing far from how he already acts.

since you're so shy, sometimes it feels as if the both of you just decide to exist together. you guys barely talk or show couple-like skin-ship. the both of you just exist around each other.

even though I would say that Todoroki has the same amount of shyness you have, his personality differentiates drastically.

one day, the both of you were talking in the hallway about some random conversation you were having on the phone last night. your shy smile present as you slightly rock your body back and forth.

"hey, L/n!" you hear a voice yell out.

looking over, you notice it's Denki. eyes blinking towards him, you show a polite smile towards him.

"hello Denki-"

your words were abruptly cut off by Denki putting his arm around your shoulders. "Hey, do you have today's homework by any chance? I was working out late at night and didn't get a chance to do it ha ha!" he chuckles out.

yeah, his B.O. was definitely a strong indicator that he wasn't lying.

"um, sorry Denki I can't give you my work this time. you copied it and didn't change the words around so I got in trouble-"

"oh c'mon!" Denki pleads, shaking your body roughly, making you grunt out uncomfortably. looking over you could see your boyfriend visibly upset.

"hey," Todoroki's voice cuts through Denki's whines sharply. Todoroki harshly pushes Denki's arms off your shoulder, a frown present on his face as his eyes pierce through Denki's soul.

"get your hands off them, the next time I won't be so nice, lets go L/n."

Todoroki grabs you by your hand and briskly walks away, looking down you blush at Todoroki's active display of affection.

Looking around, you notice people were seeing the both of you holding hands. eyes widening, your face grows hot and you look down to the ground.

soon the both of you stopped, finally raising your head you notice you’re in some random empty classroom. "are you alright?" he says, his tone still showing slight irritancy.

blinking, you nod furiously.

Todoroki let's out a deep sigh, the both of you began to awkwardly look around for a moment before looking down at each others hands.

the both of you jump, quickly unlacing your fingers from one another. a light blush dusting against Todoroki's cheeks.

you let out a nervous chuckle, "thank you Todorki."

Todoroki looks at you for a moment, letting out a soft smile he nods.

"no worries."

i think Iida's is a little shorter, so I apologize if it's not to your liking :(

⎯ lovelyiida ♥︎

[vampirzina]

EARTHREALM DEFENDERS w. POWER RANGER!READER

✶ ┆ earthrealm defenders (raiden, kung lao, johnny cage & kenshi) with a gold ranger!reader partner hcs

You had gotten older and long since graduated high school and now, college. As you retire your academic pursuit, so do you as the gold ranger—every then and again, you show up to help the next generation of morphing rangers. Fine, except the only issue? Your Earthrealm defender partner finds out.

tw(s): only ‘you’ pronouns, sfw, no use of y/n, allusion of kidnapping once (1), established relationship, mdni

note: don’t mind me just casually merging my current interests. i apologize if anything is inaccurate in both power rangers and mk this is my debut fic w the fandoms,, lol

masterlist

Kung Lao would’ve straight up asked.

Leaving as soon as you got a call, being discreet, sly and all that business isn’t his kind of groove. It sounds tense, but Kung Lao joked that you were a superhero in the middle of the “argument” (it wasn’t an argument to him) stemmed from the simple question of where you were going.

He’d thought it was incredibly outlandish when you told him the truth, reminding you that it was just a joke. It took you being run up on in the middle of a date and morphing at Madam Bo’s for him to believe you.

After that, funnily enough, he wanted to spar with you more than want to be involved, unlike Raiden. He thought your enemies were too easy to beat.

Audibly groans at your puns, though.

Raiden would’ve noticed something was up.

Initially, poor guy would think that he did something wrong and you didn’t want to embarrass him when you would suddenly excuse yourself mid-outing.

It only got worse when you’d accidentally left your zord star out one day. He’d ask you about that too, but you said it was just a little trinket. Fine, and he brushed it off.

He eventually found out when you left mid-date and returned beat up; that was his last straw. It’s one of the rare times he got upset, and demanded to know what was going on.

One of many questions. Raiden only continued to ask about it, and even as silly as it sounded, he knew it was true. He’s been to Outworld, for gods sake

He would offer to help, but you wouldn’t let him. He would sulk about it but concede, and not without loads of warnings. Whenever you’d come back now though, you’d come back to him waiting readily with first aid, a good bath and tender kisses.

He’d sometimes ask you to spar if you weren’t doing so together already. Just another way to bond!

He thinks the puns are corny, but his cheeky grin and slight laugh betrays him.

Johnny knew for a while, but he didn’t believe it.

Actually laughed in your face when you confessed about it on the topic of him becoming an Earthrealm defender and not being able to be with you as often as he once did. He jokingly asked if you were one too because you kept pulling a Houdini on him.

Sure, he had plenty of proof of all the realm business being real, but you? Being a power ranger? Gave you an okay, ushered you into bed with him, thinking you were so deprived of him it were giving you hallucinations.

He wouldn’t actually think it real until you’d gotten captured by enemy forces saving Red Ranger and disappeared for an entire two days.

He’d try to find whoever was behind it, but after you settled Johnny, he’d ask about it in earnest this time. Talking to you has given him some “ideas”, to say the least. Can you act?

Also the type to make matching suits (even if his is better on purpose).

Would also unironically love the puns you and the enemy made about each other.

Kenshi would only really believe it when he saw it, pre-incident.

When it came to, and you were stopped on the street by a monster, he almost forgot he needs to actually help you when he witnessed you morph right before his eyes—at least you can defend yourself, even if it’s a silly way, he sighed in the end, watching the monster retreat.

His past causes him to push away interpersonal relationships, a tiny part of that out of fear of not being able to protect them, imo.

If it was after he’d lost his eyes, you wouldn’t get to tell Kenshi, however. He’d sense someone else even before they’d try to get into your shared house.

At first he thought it was someone in a costume, but when you leapt up and almost leveled your entire yard with him by time you both finished fighting the monster, you eventually had to come clean.

Kenshi would believe you, with some confusion here and there that had to be worked out over time, but to say that he wasn’t overall concerned would be a lie.

He would constantly check for you using sento, even going as far as to polish your ninja stars and your sword/staff when he had the time to.

You both would take on the monsters together, from now on. No arguing.

Rolls his eyes when Johnny regurgitates any of the puns you made, if he doesn’t make up his own.

@𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐀೨

[baby-halo]

Yan! Hajime

Cw: Yandere themes, Gn!Reader, Hiyoko bullies Darling in the beginning, mentions of Hajime giving up at the last trial, Two people get hurt,

-Ultimate Crocheter!Darling

-When he first meets you, he knows that he needs to protect you.

-Hiyoko was bullying you for your ‘soft’ and ‘passive’ look. You like to make your own cardigan, there is nothing wrong with that. >:T

-Hiyoko lowkey starts treating you like Mikan.

-You start crying cause you didn’t do anything???? Why is this child calling you pig barf???? How are you a whore????

-Hajime comes up and distracts Hiyoko by introducing himself so that you can run.

-But you manage to calm down enough to catch back up to speed.

-You absolutely put Hiyoko in her place. But in more of a “You shouldn’t judge people by what they wear Hiyoko. What happens if you mess up and get yourself into some serious trouble? You’re gonna have me all worried about you.” way.

-He falls right there and then. That’s it.

-Would be passive but slowly leans to protective.

-Starts bringing you loads and loads of gifts. Far too many rings.

-Starts spending all his free time with you. Often sulks sleeps when you’re busy.

-Perks up immediately when you are in the room, everyone sees it.

-Nagito’s the worst about it in the game when he find’s out Hajime’s a Reserve Course Student.

-“Darling, Why bother with someone so below your shining hope?”

-Hajime’s pissed.

-He would not kill anyone. Ever. Let’s just get that settled.

-He WOULD absolutely rock someone’s shit though.

-He absolutely would have punched Nagito in the face and then profusely apologize.

-“Darling, I’m so sorry. He just… got under my skin and I couldn’t help it. Please don’t be upset.”

-If you don’t forgive him he is devastated and quickly gives in during the last trial.

-If Teruteru so much as touches you, Mikan looses a nights sleep making sure he’s alive.

-He is and now he stays very far away from you.

-He would however keep you away from anyone he thought could/would/might harm you or take interest in you.

-No being alone with Nagito(chap2 onwards/no despair AU.), Fuyuhiko(chapt.0-3), Kazuichi, or Teruteru without him. Period.

-He will be upset if not, but he’d like to be in the room with you if you’re alone with Gundham, Peko, Hiyoko, Nekomaru, Akane, or Fuyuhiko (4-future/no despair AU).

-Often trusts you alone with Mikan, Sonia, Mahiru, and Twogami.