#bada drabbles

[ratedfleur]

nsfw links | bada lee edition

gp!bada lee x fem reader genre ౨ৎ explicit

[link] - always a little too touchy, bada likes to fondle with your breasts when letting you come down from your high after an intense orgasm.

[link] - bada always likes to be nice and she loves letting you take a breather when things get a little too rough in the bedroom.

[link] - sometimes bada likes to get a little mean and fuck you in ways where you forget you were disobeying her just a few moments prior.

[link] - just before the lust takes in, bada likes to make sure that you’re well taken care of with her kisses and touches.

[link] - bada’s definition of playing around is making you cry and whimper as she fingers you and making you cum at least twice before fucking you with her cock.

[link] - bada knows you’ll be good for her so she makes you touch her as she touches you, only fucking you if you make her cum.

[link] - you just like bending over for bada, always wanting to be a good girl for her so she doesn’t even have to ask and you just bend over for bada to fuck you.

[link ] - bada is very much a romantic, always wanting the best for you, her baby, and she doesn’t want to hear a single cry out of you, only wanting moans of pleasure.

[link ] - bada knows you like to get on top because you wanted to ride her at your own pace, wanting to pleasure bada after she does the same with you.

[link] - another of bada’s definitions of making you feel good is through kisses, sweet touches, and one slow fuck.

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[lexpupz]

warnings: pure filth, dom!bada, G!P BADA (sorry to all the g!p haters), facefucking, sweaty sex, very very lowkey dubcon, spitting (also just a tiny bit), facials, bdsm, slapping, bruises and overall marking, dacryphilia, bondage,

wordcount: 1.2k

a/n; just a little drabble to start out maybe? many people wont probably like it and if so, its okay. we all have our tastes. also i think ive gotten enough of these brainrotting and perverted ideas so maybe sweet little soft service top!bada next time.

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i dont care how smiley she always gets i did NOT come here to fuck around. may not be the girthiest cock ever but its soooo veiny and sosososoosooooo longgggg ARGHGHRHR. cant get enough of her clean-shaven balls like im ready to take it all at once no joke. bada is literally the epitome of a kink explorer. any new fetish she sees online or hears about from her friends can keep her awake all night thinking about all the ways she could use it. its hard to surprise her with your tastes cause shes seriously done it all.

when it comes to her favourites, ugghghhsh facefucking immediately comes to mind. coming home, absolutely drenched in sweat — im talking wet tshirt, bangs sticking to forehead, sweat slowly rolling down the side of her face, leaving a wet handprint on anything she touches, ugghsj you can quite literally smell her presence, all of the dirt mixing with her perfume and salty liquid all over her body. 😵‍💫😵‍💫 — dropping the duffel bag full of more dirty clothes somewhere in the middle of the room, she immediately sets off to find you. igdhh and when the smell hits your nose you already know whats up. and when i tell you bada stops caring about your wellbeing and makes you strip yourself off of all your self-respect when she gets horny... 😮‍💨. grabs the back of your neck and just pulls you off the couch, your knees hitting the ground rather roughly. no time for belts, just unzips her jeans and pulls it right out, and LORD the sound of the slap it makes when it hits your face. your brain wouldve probably blocked it all out if it wasnt for the precum oozing everywhere already and the smell of her sweaty cock thats been smothered by the thick fabric of her pants for hours on end now. both of your hazy gazes meeting eachother and oohhhhhdjd the way she squints while looking down at your lips before gently placing her thumb between your lips to spread them wide open, her length now resting somewhere on your chin. you really gotta appreciate how delicately shes treating you, knowing whats about to come. her sweaty palms lightly pressing into your jaw line, she pulls your head closer, planting the very tip of her cock right next to her thumb, which is now covered with the drool thats been mixing with her precum on your chin, slowly dripping down into your lap. no need to explain further, her sticky palms now forcing you by the back of your head, sliding her length down your throat. and when your nose hits her lower stomach, the groan that leaves her throat makes you impossibly wet. you know that trying to resist her wont help your situation so you just let it all happen, placing your own hands on the back of her knees purely for support. her thrusts are slow and short at first, hitting the back of your throat rather softly while she groans some inaudible mumbling from above (not that you would understand if she was talking clearly, already drowning in the sounds your mouth makes around her cock). and when she does finally speed up and her soft groans become rougher youre not even present anymore, lost in the sensation of the constant pounding in your throat. and when i said throatfucking i meant throatFUCKING — straight up using that mouth as a fleshlight. and instead of feeding you all that delicious cum, she insists on pulling out and sprays your whole face with the white liquid; ranging from the very base of your nose, running down your cheeks, also leaving a humble trail on your tongue just to continue more on your already wet chin. if it wasnt for you closing your eyes, you might have gone blind too with the thin coat painting your eyelids. all of her pretty liquids mixing with her sweat thats been occasionally dripping down on your face from her own chin. and finally, to finish it off, she blesses you with a few drops of her saliva, spitting them down your fucked out throat. she runs her slender fingers through your messed up hair leaning in to peck your forehead — the only part of your face left bare. she smiles fondly, giving both your face and her own length a few last strokes before leaving to finally wash up her sweaty body. making me think hard about toxic bada, leaving her poor baby all alone, dumbed down from all the dicking down, with no aftercare ://

and thats not where toxic bada ends because... 🙃. gotta go crazy for (maybe more than) slightly violent bada esjsjwonfrj. or maybe im just heavily deranged. but i mean... shes sooooo tall and soooooo strongggg. so maybe while the two of you are fucking she just, idk, accidentally knocks you down onto the ground. DBSJJSKAKFK seriously listen like the tight grip she has on your face while youre leaned over the kitchen island getting your guts rearranged. her other hand constantly traveling up and down your waist, while shes trying not to lose her own mind because of all the sweet sounds that are slipping past your lips —because of her baby is so so pretty being vocal and telling her just how good shes making her feel —, and then... oops 🫢 her hand leaves your cheek just to come back with a stinging sensation, leaving a pretty handprint in the process too 😵‍💫. youre barely realising what happened at first, too caught up in the pleasure, but when bada notices youre not protesting, or crying or looking up at her in pure bewilderment, she just does it again and again until... her last slap makes you yelp out loud, the strength of it forcing a few tears to glide down your red cheeks. i mean... she would probably cum just from the sight of that but... 😒. she ALWAYS has to have you marked up, whether its the stinging feeling on your ass whenever you sit down, the perplexed looks earned by all the love bites and hickeys, the purple bruises all over your knees also occasionally appearing on your back and thighs 🤩🤩,or ofcourse, as mentioned before, the red traces of her fingers and palms left on your cheeks.

bada is most definitely also a freak for bondage 😵‍💫😵‍💫. and im like straight up biting my hand rn ehshwhsgs. im talking ropes, tapes, handcuffs and all sorts of chains and stuff like that. sooooo into shibari its crazyyyyy hdjsjs. she would learn all these different patterns and styles just so you can look all pretty and tied up for her. it honestly makes her tummy twist and turn when she hears your mewls when shes kissing all over your chest, — her nose occasionally scratching the red bondage rope that she took so long tying around you because she just couldnt stop letting go of the rope in her hands to grab your hips grind them against her lap a few times more. — you cant do anything else but just quiver under her touch and hot breath. she cant stop calling you her 'pretty tight slut' making you twitch under her touch even more. AAARGRGHRH and when she sits you on her lap, holding both of your hands which are tied up at your back, as you grind against her length, riding her.

[j1unglvr]

Tease

bada lee x reader

Music blasted through the spacious dance studio and shoes squeaked on the floor constantly. My movements swayed with the music perfectly while people yelled and nod their head in appreciation.

A smile radiated off my face which was made for one specific person in the room: Bada Lee. She watched my movements carefully with her arms crossed against her chest trying to bite back a smile.

After the music ended, everybody in the room clapped in awe. Soon after, i felt a hand on the small of my back and something cold on my cheek. I glanced at the mirror in front of me seeing Bada’s tall figure behind me with a water bottle in her hand.

“Your dancing has gotten better y/n. i’m impressed”. She opens the water bottle then hands it to you.

“That’s kind of an insult but thanks” I took a sip from the bottle and turned towards her. Bada’s eyes roamed my body like i was a piece of art from the museum.

“Can’t keep your eyes off me, huh?” I said confidently then tilting my head to the side waiting for her response.

“Well, you are my girlfriend... Is there a problem~?” She bends over a bit giving a slight grin. Leaning closer to my face, soft kisses were placed on the corners of my lips lovingly.

“Come on, you got more dancing to do.” Bada whispered in my ear then pulled away seconds later. She slowly backed away giving a teasing smirk while stuffing her hands in her hoodie.

This is my first drabble and post on this page so spare me please :) !

[unique-high]

I think bada lee is the type of girlfriend who talks you through it during sex. And the praises, god, if you have a praise kink she'll give you so many praises. 😭

[noonaishere]

Me, a silly fool person: I'm going to learn the RIIZE Siren choreo in the 30 minutes I have before going grocery shopping

Me, ten minutes later: *dripping with sweat like an idiot who knew this was going to happen*

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Also, fic update from yesterday:

Me: *a quarter of the way through the making the texts for my new smau*

[nere1ds]

⠀⠀ ཆི❤︎ཆྀ .𖥔 ݁ ˖𝓢ea Angels ( tags? )

[allur1ngs]

✮ see no evil, hear no evil ✮

TW: unedited, smut (dom & top!bada, sub & bottom!reader, teasing, strap usage–r!receiving, reader tries to ride bada’s strap for a bit before bada takes control, bada is very cocky in this one…idk mafia bada is just always so cocky to me during sex, bada’s strap is referred to as a cock/dick, exhibitionism, bada doesn’t receive again, sorry…, erm… dumbification, hyo hears you and bada fucking two times, she will never rest…), italicized words with quotes around them in this fic indicate a thought, and in a long block of text indicate a flash back, the picture in the middle purely for aesthetics/a visual aid and not meant to represent reader’s skin tone or body type!! this is entirely canon divergent and not a part of the mafia au timeline!!!!!!!!!!! if you want to read the canon version of this scenario, read this

SUMMARY: hyo will always be a dedicated bodyguard. she takes pride in the fact that she is able to stay by your side each day, and protect you. the only downside? she has to exercise immense amounts of self-restraint when she stands outside your bedroom or office door, and hears bada fucking you.

WC: 5.6k

A/N: an anon asked it so we did it!! a collab w my wife @bebeyue, make sure to read her continuation of this by clicking the three ellipsis at the end of this fic (this is a threat)!!!! this is the only time i’m cosigning on any form of hyo content–i make exceptions for aeri–so enjoy this one piece!! (ps. pls do not send any requests for hyo–i’m only writing for bada!!) but besides that, again, this is a “behind the scenes” of this drabble, but uses this fic as an opening, pls enjoy!!

DISCLAIMER: all characteristics portrayed are purely speculation and fiction, they are not meant to reflect bada or team bebe’s actual character, values, or attitudes. please keep this in mind!!

Kim Hyo is a diligent bodyguard, and no one can deny that fact. Although Bada may at times nitpick at things she does, she can’t dismiss Hyo’s commitment to her job as your bodyguard. Through thick and thin, she’s been there, watching over you. Early mornings and late nights, her presence is never far.

Take, for instance, the current situation unfolding between you, Bada, and Hyo.

"I'm starting to think you really do want us to get caught." Bada’s voice comes from inside her office, and leaks into the hallway. Coincidently, you’d accidentally left the door open when you entered to hand your faincée her glasses. Now that accident left you in a rather compromising position.

Hyo stands outside Bada’s office, her back against the wall as your fiancée eats you out and toys with you. She’s not exactly sure what is specifically happening inside but from the sounds of moans, you’re enjoying what Bada is doing to you.

"I-I don't." You answer your fiancée’s prior statement, a hint of shame creeping into your voice.

"There you go again," Bada says, tapping her tongue against the roof of her mouth in displeasure. 

Hyo hears a shuffling sound and then another moan rings out from the office, this time the sound is significantly louder–she lets out a sharp breath and clutches her hands tightly together in front of her, struggling to keep up her professionalism. 

"Do you enjoy lying to me?" Bada continues.

Trying to distract herself, Hyo forces herself to think of something else. “What are we having for dinner tonight–” She begins a thought, but it’s interrupted by the sound of Bada’s stern voice speaking up again.

"Should I make you cum like this? Make you fucking cum all over your panties as punishment?"

“No.” You squeak, "Please--"

“The Boss is being very stern this time.” Hyo finally manages to collect herself enough to think a clear, coherent thought. “The last time this happened–” Her thought is interrupted by another that invades her mind. 

“Be honest, you like that type of stuff–” Tatter’s amused voice echoes in your bodyguard’s mind, her entire body going rigid.

“Fuck.” She mentally curses, closing her eyes behind her sunglasses. “It’s not like that–” Despite what fibs Hyo may try to convince herself of, the mind never lies. It is the truest and most honest representation of thought.

So it’s natural that Hyo thinks of the night prior to this most recent excursion between you and Bada, when you’d engaged in such activities.

The day had begun normally, much like today had, until certain events led your bodyguard to a cruel fate.

3 days earlier

Standing on the steps of the Lee mansion, you beckon over your wife. “Come here,” you say, voice brimming with excitement.

Bada, who’d just spoken to Hyo, and asked her to bring around her Porsche 918 Spyder, turns to look up at you standing on the second step of the stairs toward the open driveway. “Coming.” She says, dismissing Hyo as she ascends the steps in your direction. When she reaches the step you’re standing on, positions herself behind you and starts to trail kisses up and down your neck. “Have I told you that you look beautiful? I love this dress…”

“You’ve only told me five times already.” You laugh while reaching into the pockets of your dress–a feature that you reverently appreciate–to pull out your phone. “But thank you.”

“You’re very welcome.” She mumbles into your skin, dragging her nose up and down while continuing to press heated, wet kisses on the crook of your neck.

“Bada, I want to take a picture.” You huff, trying to focus on opening the camera app on your phone.

“Take one then, I’m not stopping you.” She replies, never slowing down her sweet assault on your neck. 

“I can’t when you’re kissing me.” You argue back lightheartedly.

“Just angle the phone so I’m not in frame–”

Not convinced, you gently shy away from Bada’s lips. “I’ll let you give me kisses after I’ve taken the picture. Just two seconds, alright?”

“Fine.” Your fiancée pouts as she wraps her right arm under your boobs, unintentionally making them pop.

You barely notice as you lean back into her chest and hold up your phone, closing your eyes and smiling for the picture. But Bada does. She sees the way the skin of your tits shine in the low light, and how the picture looks incredibly intimate, like it’s something not meant to be seen by foreign eyes. She leans in, completely entranced by the photo, and your reflection–

The moment slips away like a gentle whisper in the breeze as you slowly open your eyes and your smile widens at the picture. You don’t comment on the nature of the photo, only saying, “It’s so cute, I have to post it on Instagram!” Which you quickly do, all the while Bada remains silent, moving her head back into the crook of your neck.

The kisses she’d given you prior, although passionate, are nothing compared to the heat with which she charges the kisses she places on your skin now. She uses just the tip of her tongue and drags it across your neck, which makes you freeze, and a puff of air leave your lips.

“Maybe we should stay in.” She whispers between kisses.

“Bada, you made reservations.” You mumble, bringing your hand up to the side of her head, clutching onto strands of her long, black and white striped hair. At the same time, Hyo pulls up in the Porsche. She parks it right in front of you both, then turns to face you, but when she catches sight of the intimate moment you two are sharing, she instantly faces forward and clears her throat. She tries to make it seem like she’s not listening to what either of you are saying, but your close proximity makes it almost impossible. 

“Fuck the reservations,” Bada says into your skin, winding her other arm around your midsection–again making your tits pop out. “It’s been a while since we had sex.”

“Bada, Hyo is here with the car.” You whisper, using weak force to pull on Bada’s hair in an attempt to pull her off of your neck.

You succeed, but your fiancée is displeased. “So?”

“So,” you give Bada an astonished glance, “she can hear and see us–”

“She’s not even looking our way.” Bada points at Hyo, who’s scrolling through her photo albums, trying to busy herself. “She’s on her phone–” Your fiancée suddenly frowns, pressing you closer to her chest. “Hyo, why are you looking at your phone?”

Your bodyguard instantly sits up and snaps her head in Bada’s direction, looking like she’s about to break out in a cold sweat. “Sorry Boss, I was just…uh–”

“Oh stop picking on her.” You gently swat at your fiancée’s arm and break away from her hold, quickly grabbing her hand and practically dragging her forward. “Let’s just go and eat dinner like we’d planned–”

Although you’re not able to see, Bada sends Hyo a look that screams, “You ruined my plans,” as you force her into the car.

Hyo gulps, moving to face forward and placing her hands on the wheel of the car.

Yeah, she’s in for it.

The rest of the night surprisingly goes without a hitch after that. After leaving the Lee mansion, Hyo had proceeded to drive you two to the La Yeon, an upscale restaurant that serves traditional Korean cuisine, and only caters forty guests at a time. Bada had reserved a private room for you both to dine, so naturally Hyos stood outside as watch, only hearing small noises from your lively chatter.

But the real hell began on the car ride back to the Lee mansion. 

The three of you had been sitting in a peaceful silence when you suddenly spoke up, curiosity striking you, "Just how much did you have to pay for the private room we ate in?"

Bada nonchalantly shrugs, "Not much."

"Somehow, I doubt that," you banter. 

Bada shifts her gaze from staring straight ahead to glance at you. "Well, it wasn't much for me."

"Ah, that makes more sense," you nod, releasing a small laugh. "But you know, you don't have to take me to fancy restaurants. I'd be happy to spend time with you, no matter where we do it."

Your fiancée shakes her head, "I don't take you out of obligation. I do so because I love you. I want you to experience establishments that are worthy of your presence."

Turning your attention to Bada, you gaze at her through the barely-lit car. Her eyes reflect deep sincerity, sending butterflies fluttering in your stomach. "Bada... I'm just a woman—"

"You're not just a woman," she interrupts, her eyes stern yet holding glints of love behind the firmness. "You are my woman. My fiancée. What kind of spouse would I be if I didn't treat you?"

Bada's passionate gaze makes you turn away, your hand ghosting over your mouth as you grow bashful. "You can't just say things like that," you whisper, your voice meek and soft.

"Why? Does hearing how much I love you make you nervous?" Bada laughs, amused by your reaction.

"I just..." you trail off, struggling to find words to express your feelings. "I love you." Those three words are the only way to convey the warmth coursing through your body.

Bada smiles softly, grabbing your hand which you’d positioned in your lap. "I love you more."

You intertwine your fingers with hers, observing the way she affectionately runs her thumb over the gem on your engagement ring. "But you know," you suddenly add, prompting your wife to look up from your joined hands to meet your gaze. "you could have mentioned we were going to a Michelin-star restaurant. I felt a bit underdressed..." Your eyes shift down to the silky white dress you're wearing. While undeniably elegant, its somewhat scandalous design features thin straps supporting a teardrop-shaped neckline that accentuates your boobs, which gracefully twists into the bodice and tapers into the gown's lower hem.

"Underdressed?" Bada says incredulously. "You look absolutely beautiful–"

"All the other women were wearing name brands and elegant dresses–" you protest, but are cut off.

"What does it matter what they were wearing?" Bada furrows her eyebrows, genuinely confused by your words. “You could walk into this restaurant in your pajamas, and you’d still outshine every single one of those women.”

You let out a sharp breath, smiling shyly. “There you go again. I think you enjoy making me flustered.”

“If you’ve just barely realized that, I clearly have not been doing my job.” Bada laughs, gently squeezing your hand, which still remains in her grasp. “By the way, I thought I had thoroughly expressed how much I love the way you look, earlier.”

A fire lights in your stomach as you glance at her. “Well…”

“I really am not doing my job, am I?” Bada uses her unoccupied hand to gently touch the side of your face, and leans in. “I’ll just have to show you how beautiful you look in this dress.”

That last sentence sealed Hyo’s fate. She continued to drive as you let out small giggles, and Bada whispered things in your ear. What exactly she said, Hyo doesn’t want to imagine.

Upon arrival at the Lee mansion, you and Bada are a mess of scandalous whispers, and chuckles as you both ascend up the steps, your bodyguard lagging behind to park the car. But it seems you two are far too excited to keep your hands off each other, because when Hyo walks toward the Lee mansion steps after returning the Porsche to the garage, you’re both nowhere to be found. Your bodyguard rushes up the steps, mumbling curse words under her breath as she opens the door and races up the mansion’s winding staircase, heading toward the only place you must be, your shared bedroom. 

When she makes it there, she instantly walks to the right side of the door, her back up against the wall. She lets out a small sigh of relief, glad that Bada was too busy to tell her off for lagging behind. 

But then she hears it, a small sound, simple and tiny, innocent. 

“Bada!” You squeal, while a creaking sound barely reaches Hyo’s ears. It sounds like you’d been thrown onto the bed.

Inside the bedroom, Bada moves to hover above you, planting either of her arms beside your head. She smirks down at you, her eyes sweeping over every sliver of your skin that’s available to her prying eyes. She leans in to rub her nose against yours cutely, watching how you crinkle yours and smile out of instinct. “You’re fucking adorable.” Bada breathes, then places a sweet kiss on your lips.

“I love you.” You whisper when she pulls away.

“I love you more.” She whispers back, moving her hand to grab at one of the straps of your dress. She thumbs at the silk until she slowly begins to move the strap down your shoulder, the movement so light a shiver runs up your spine as you watch her. When she fully slips down the strap of the dress, your bare tit is exposed to the cold air, which makes your nipple pebbling because of the sudden temperature difference. “No bra?” Bada presses her thumb against your nipple, starting to trace delicate, mithodical circles to the sensitive bud.

“The fabric is thicker than it looks–” You breathe, but the words die on your lips as your fiancée moves to drag the other strap of your dress down. Now both of your tits are exposed to Bada’s hungry eyes.

“I really love this dress.” She grabs either side of your boobs, pushing them together to oggle the way your flesh meets to make a tantilizing image. The soft skin of your tits glows in the light, and the way your nipples continue to pebble because of the cold has Bada captivated.

“I think you should take it off me.” You say coquettishly. 

Bada stares at you for a moment with an excused expression before she releases your tits and sits up. “Actually, I had different plans for you.” She steps away from the bed, making her way to the dresser beside it before opening the bottom drawer. You turn your head to the side to watch with a confused expression, but what she pulls out from the drawer makes you smile.

Bada takes out a bottle of lube and her long, black strap, glancing at you from the corner of her eyes to see you carefully studying her every move with excitement in your eyes. “Looking forward to it, are we?” She remarks.

“Should I not be?” You flip over onto your stomach, placing your head in the palm of your hand as Bada begins to take off her dress pants and shirt. Like always, she only has her boxers and her bra on while she puts on her strap.

“Do you need help?” You pipe up.

Bada looks up and smiles. “If you’re offering.”

You quickly get off the bed and kneel down in front of your fiancée, helping her manuver through the harness and secure it onto her pelvis. When you’ve finished, you don’t stand up, instead, you look at Bada as you lean forward to press a kiss on the head of her cock, running your tounge along the silicone.

Bada lets a small hiss at your actions, her hand coming down to gently rest on your head. “C’mon.” She pats your head, signalling you to get up.

You do so without a single protest falling from your lips, but you take the bottle of lube out of Bada’s hand, pop it open and slowly place a glob of the sticky substance into the palm of your hand. Before your finacée can say anything, you lean in and place a passionate, all-tongue kiss as you rub up and down in cock, twisting your wrist like you’re really trying to give her a hand job.

Bada groans into your lips, grabbing the sides of your face and deepening the kiss until you’re just swapping saliva messily, small strings of it clinging to each other’s lips, connecting you two together. “Sit on the bed.” She whispers inbetween your clash of mouths.

You pause, then take a step back from your fiancée, your lips parted as you let out staggering breaths. Backing up until you feel the edge of the bed gently collide with your legs you sit down like you were told to.

Bada is quick to follow after you, but to your surprise, she doesn’t push your back onto the bed; instead, she climbs on and reclines against the bedframe with her back cradled by pillows. Her position makes her cock stand tall on her pelvis, the large head slightly drooping downwards when she slaps her thighs. “Sit on it.” She tells you, a glint of mischief in her eyes.

You tilt your head to the side in confusion but crawl towards her anyway, taking off your panties before placing your thighs on either side of her hips and sitting down just shy of her cock. “I thought you said you were going to show me how beautiful I look in this dress.” You lightheartidly banter. Truthfully, you don’t care who does the work, all you want is to have Bada’s dick inside you, tearing you apart. But, then again, if she was going to tease you, you might as well do it back once or twice.

“What, you can’t fuck yourself on my cock?” She laughs, stretching her arm out to place it on your right thigh.

“I can.” You huff, feeling embarrassment start to burn in the pit of your stomach. 

“I don’t know.” Bada imitates a thinking face. “You’re kind of a pillow princess if I’m being honest.”

“Wha–” You stutter, your mouth dropping open. “I’ve eaten you out before.”

“And who was still in charge then?” Bada argues, her amusement growing every passing second.

“Well–”

“Listen to me.” Your fiancée suddenly cuts you off, leaning forward so that her face is only inches away from yours–her cock slaps against her stomach, the action going unnoticed by her, but not by you. “Fuck yourself on my dick, and if you do well, I’ll take over and finish you off.” She takes her left hand and places it on your cheek, rubbing her thumb against your cheek. She takes note of how your skin feels unnaturally warm. “Does that sound good, baby?”

Your eyes, which had gone wide out of pure shock stare back at her like lustrous gems. You slowly begin to nod, forcing yourself to close your mouth and swallow. Bada nods with you, then moves to rest against the headboard again, her back hitting the pillows. 

Although the tone she’d taken on was domineering, she still holds one hands out for you to take, so she can help you up onto her cock, while the other bunches up your long dress so it’s not in the way. You, of course, take her hand and with her added strength, lift yourself up until the tip of her cock just barely slaps against your pussy lips. You let out a shaky breath at the small surge of stimulation, but focus on inching your hips downward. Slowly, the tip of Bada’s strap fills up your pussy, every inch making you breathe harder and your hips stutter. The slight confidence you’d felt just a moment before instantly fades away as you close your eyes and stop moving.

“It’s only the tip, I should be able to take more,” you think, but truthfully even just the tip of Bada’s long and thick strap would be hard for anyone to take.

“Don’t do it all at once.” Bada’s voice breaks you out of your thoughts, making you open your eyes and look at her. “It’s big. You’ll hurt yourself.” She says tenderly. “Just take it slow.”

You listen to your fiancée, carefully and meticulously sinking onto her cock, taking small breaks in between every inch until you’re finally able to sit in her lap, every inch of her monsterously big cock inside of you. “Oh, fuck.” You pant, leaning forward to catch your staggering breath and to give your pussy a time to adjust.

Bada watches you with a fond smile on her lips, she leans in to press a small kiss on your cheek–which just so happens to angle her cock further into you, making you gasp. “You took it all, I’m so proud of you.” She whispers sweetly, the soft side she only has for you peeking through her dominant demenour.

“I–” You say through heavy breaths. “Fuck.”

“It’s alright, just breathe.” Bada grabs hands grab at the sides of your face, trying to ground you. “In and out honey, in and out.”

You try to take in a deep breath but it catches in your throat. Still, with Bada’s guidance, you slowly begin to calm your breathing until it settles into small puffs.

“There.” She mumbles. “Are you okay?”

“Yes.” You nod, shaking your head. “Just…it’s been a while–”

“I know it has, which is why you need to take it slow baby.” Bada’s eyes flash with a small glint of worry. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I’m not, just took a little longer to adjust.” You place your hand over Bada’s, now wearing a confident expression. “I can do it.”

Your fiancée gives you a hesitant look but slowly leans back, allowing you to take the reigns. You start off slow, moving up just an inch before sitting back down. Then the next time you go up you go a bit further, so on until you’re able to take out half of Bada’s strap before slamming back down on her lap.

You also start to pick up your pace, angling your hips forward so her cock drags against your walls deliciously. You let out small, breathy moans with each rise and fall of your hips, still trying to get more out of her strap. But it feels like you can’t. Every time you think you can take out more you feel your legs weaken and have to slam yourself down on her lap before you awkwardly fall.

All the while Bada watches you, carefully zeroing in on the base of her cock, which is only wet with a minimal amount of your slick. She catches every moment you struggle on top of her, trying so hard not laugh at how cute your frustrated face is. “Do you need help?” She asks after she notices you lose your rhythm and slam onto her lap with a small annoyed curse.

“No.” You say stubbornly. Trying to prove her wrong, you use all your strength to lift up from her cock and this time manage to get another inch out before you have to quickly go down again. This time the sensation is deeply pleasurable so you let out a louder moan, but in your attempt to savor the feeling you once again lose your rhythm.

“So, you still don’t want my help?” Bada tilts her head to the side, just barely able to stop herself from chuckling at the glare you give her. But this time, you don’t answer her, instead, you just pant on her lap, looking like a defiled angel in your silky white dress that’s clutched between Bada’s hand, the straps having fallen so far down your body that some of your stomach is revealed, the other covered by the tight bodice. “All you have to do is say yes, and I’ll keep my promise from before.”

Truthfully, beyond feeling bad for your current inability to pleasure yourself, Bada just really wants to fuck you. The dress you’re half wearing is still doing things to your fiancée, the contrast of the pure white against your skin, which is stained with sin and sweat makes her desire to slam her cock into you reach incalcuable heights.

Looking at your fiancée, you bite your bottom lip in thought. There are two ways you could go about this. You could keep trying to ride Bada and probably only give yourself half the pleasure she can, or you can say yes and let her fuck you like she said she would.

…The answer is obvious.

“Yes.”

“That’s what I like to hear.” Without a single second to spare, Bada lets go of your dress and grabs ahold of your hips, flipping your positions with such quick speed that it leaves you dizzy and giggling. 

Bada runs her hands up and down your figure for a moment, leaning down to place a kiss on one of your tits before placing one on the other.

“Put one of the pillows between your head and the headboard.” She tells you, pointing at a lone pillow beside you.

Confusion flows through you but you do what she asks anyway, propping the pillow on it’s side so it cradles the top of your head.

Bada gives you a smile, then takes both of your hands into hers. She coils her long fingers between yours and stretches her arms out so that your arms are held above your head. “I’ll show you how good my cock can feel.” She whispers into your ear, the words just barely leaving her lips before she takes out the entirety of her strap out of you and slams it back in.

The sudden fast and strong movement makes the headboard slam against the wall, and your head slides up, wich would have painfully hit the metal if it weren’t for the pillow Bada told you to put behind your head.

Your fiancée’s deep and fast stroke makes you let out a moan, your mouth falling open.

“Yeah,” Bada mumbles proudly. “Bet that felt so good after all that fooling around you did before.”

Outside of your shared bedroom, Hyo stands frozen in her spot, the sound of the slamming accoumpanied by your loud moan making her gulp. She hadn’t been able to hear a thing before this, which is why the sudden rancourous noise startled her, almost making her jump.

“It’s fine,” She tells herself. “They’re just…having fun, that’s all.”

But again, another loud slam followed soon after by your pleasure-filled cry leaks out of the bedroom, the sound echoing cruelly in Hyo’s ear.

“Fuck…” She squeezes her eyes shut.

Inside the bedroom, you don’t have the capacity to worry about about the fact that anyone in a five foot radius would probably hear you moaning and screaming like a whore, because your fiancée is fucking you within an inch of your life.

Like you’re a ragdoll, Bada takes you by the hips and angels them so that one is up in the air and the other lays on the bed, her cock slamming in and out of you at an insane speed. She’s moving so fast that your slick–which had tripled from what you produced when you were fucking yourself–is squirting onto her boxers and creaming at the base of her cock. It looks like a ring of sweet whipped cream against her thick black strap.

“I need to get this room sound-proofed.” Bada manges to say between heavy breaths. “You’re screaming like a fucking pornstar, baby.”

You’re unable to say anything, the only thing falling from your lips is moan after moan, which is somehow not overshadowed by the thundering sound of the headboard banging against the wall.

“Aw, have I fucked all the thoughts out of you?” Bada drives her cock into you in a deep stroke, hitting that sweet spot in you that has you seeing stars.

“Fuck!” You close your eyes, mind turning to mush as your fiancée quickly takes her strap out, the ridging on the silicone catching against your hot and gummy walls, giving you profound pleasure.

Another rush of slick follows the exit of Bada’s dick, strings of it clinging from your pussy to the black strap, connecting you both. It would be poetic if what you were engaging in wasn’t pure, unadulterated sin. Immoral is the way that your lover slams every inch of her cock into you, sweat and your essance falling onto the sheets, leaving a stain as a testament to your depraved doings.

Bada reaches over to take the silk of your dress into her hands again, flipping all of it upward so that she can properly see her dick splitting you apart, rubbing your walls and hitting the front of your clit perfectly.

“Not a single thought in that pretty head of yours, is there?”

Proving her absolutely correct, you don’t respond.

“That’s okay baby, you don’t have to think. You just have to lay there, looking pretty in this dress while I slam my cock into you.” The way Bada cooes into the hot air of your bedroom makes your eyes almost roll back into your head. She knows just what to say, and when to say it. “Keep moaning like that, it’s fucking hot.” She adds, her own cunt pulsing beneath the fabric of her boxers. The way she’s pounding her strap in and out of you so forcefully makes the base of it rub against her cunt harshly, the slight pain and pleasure mixing together to make the coil in her stomach slightly tighten.

Like the obedient slut you are for your fiancée, you let out one loud, scream of, “I’m close!”

That only serves to reinvigorate Bada, who quickly takes your leg which is up in the air and sets it on her shoulder, allowing her to push her entire pelvis into you with a fast and intense stroke, which again hits your g-spot.

That’s what finally makes the tight coil in your stomach burst, a long stream of cum gushing from your pussy as Bada continues to fuck you through your orgasm. Of course, you can’t help yourself. Every loud curse and moan that falls from your lips settles into the air of the bedroom before floating through the crack between the door and the wall, the sound reverberating in the hallway of the Lee mansion.

Hyo, who had been counting to one thousand in her mind with her eyes screwed shut and her head down, realeases a long breath. She shakily breathes in and out, applauding herself for her immense self-restraint.

“It’s over.” She thinks, the voice of her internal dialouge fostering a relieved tone. “That was a long one. Sounded like she was getting strapped–”

Hyo surprises herself with her last thought. She suddenly straightens her back, shaking her head a bit.

“Stop–stop thinking about it.” She mentally scolds herself. Her cheeks are red, but under the dim lighting it’s impossible to see, and the wide, ashamed look in her eyes is hidden by her sunglasses. “That’s your boss and her future wife in there, it’s not–it’s not right.”

It isn’t.

But her wandering thoughts would be the least of Hyo’s worries, because while she counted to one thousand moments prior, a certain blonde Bebe girl had spotted her standing outside your and Bada’s shared bedroom, all the while your loud moans and slamming sounds filled the air.

“If I’d have known she was there I would have told her to keep quiet about it.” Hyo grumbles. “Now all the girls think I’m into that type of stuff–”

“Ouch!” The sound of your hurt whine cuts Hyo’s thoughts off.

She freezes in her spot, but out of pure instinct, and briefly forgetting what was going on beyond the doorway to Bada’s office, she reaches for the holster of her gun, and swings around to look inside the office.

And what she sees changes everything…

[mikaleialt]

Ride It!| Bada Lee

Bada Lee x Reader

Fluff, suggestive, smut, drabble

Synopsis: In a random instagram live, your newly found fans after SWF 2, started asking you random questions about what do you think of each team leaders. For a quick background, you are one of the team leaders in SWF 2, but sadly your team got eliminated after the Crew Battle Mission, after getting defeated by Mannequeen on the elimination round along with Wolf'lo and Lady Bounce.

C/w: based off of this post by @westwoodsvivi. Honestly I just wrote this to finally end my writer's block as I have been gone for more than a month now.

Street Woman Fighter 2 is finally over and although your team didn't make it to the top 4, you still continued to support the other teams until the end, especially when the winner of SWF 2 is the team leaded by your girlfriend.

And now here you are, preparing for the On the Stage concert. All of the teams are in one place again, practicing the dance routines they've performed during SWF 2.

You were finally on break and some of the dancers of each team started goofing around with each other, filming tiktok dances together with Redy who seem to just stand in the background of every video. You laugh at how Redy looks like a lost child standing behind Che Che, Debby, and Yoonji as the trio dance.

Bored in your own world you decided to set up your phone as you sat in the corner of the studio, and finally hit the 'Go live' button after getting permission from the staffs who told you that it is fine as long as you don't spoil anything about the concert.

Viewers immediately flooded the comments and you tried your best to greet everyone. The viewer count goes up by the second.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii 🤎"

"OMG Y/NNNNN 🥹"

"Hi from 🇦🇱"

"Ano ba tayo, Y/n 😩 (what are we, Y/n)"

You read each comments from fans greeting you, to trying to make you say a phrase in their language, to asking you how you have been.

"I'm doing good, as you all know, we're preparing for the upcoming concert. We're actually on a break right now and everyone is doing their own thing. And here I am, in my own space." You picked up your camera as you show the empty dance practice room that you are in right now.

"Honestly, I got bored during our break so I went live" you chuckled. "Everyone has been really busy these days, and I miss talking to you guys." You sent the viewers a flying kiss, which made the comment section go wild.

"AAAAAAHHHH"

"EXCUSE ME⁉️⁉️"

"THAT KISS WAS DEFINITELY FOR ME"

You immediately got embarrassed as you are not used to giving out fan service or acting cute for other people. You give it a few seconds for the fans to finally calm down once again.

"Hmm, there's still much time until we go back to practicing again, what should I do? What do you guys think?" You read the comments once again as each viewers suggest something for you to do. After a few more minutes you finally settled to do a Q and A.

"What is today's TMI?" You read one of the comments as you ponder to yourself what could you share to your viewers . "Hmm, today I arrived at the studio crying because I was watching that one video of that kid from My Golden Kid." You giggled. "It was a very sad clip, I was crying the whole time while I was on my way here."

A few more question pops up after that and you tried your best to answer each one. "Who do you find attractive among the SWF 2 leaders?" You read another question.

"Me, of course" you flip your hair sassily before laughing to yourself. "No, in all honesty, it's gotta be Kirsten or Bada. They're both really charismatic." You answered.

"What part of them do you find attractive?" You read the follow up question.

"For Kirsten, it's probably her hips. I'm not gonna lie, when I saw Kirsten dance for the first time, my whole attention was on her hips..." you shyly admit to your viewers.

"...as for Bada... I really like her nose" you said without any explanation as memories from a few nights ago came back to you.

♡⑅*˖•. ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .•˖*⑅♡

"A-ahh Bada" your breath staggers as you move your hips, grinding your wet core on your girlfriend's face.

It was the night after BEBE won SWF 2 and you told Bada that you'll do whatever she asks for if they win, which leads you to the situation that you are in right now.

Bada's only wish from you as a reward is for you to sit on her face as she eats you out, which you did without any hesitation.

"That's it ride my face, baby" Bada speak against your pussy as she continues to eat it like a starved man.

You couldn't help but moan louder as your clit presses on the tip of Bada's nose. You continue to grind your puffy clit against it, each movement makes you shiver, as your girlfriend's tongue fucks your cunt relentlessly.

"I-I'm gonna—hah" your eyes roll to the back of your head as the pleasure in your stomach builds up. "Yeah that's it, come for me baby" Bada said as she continues to eat you out.

Soon, a loud moan escapes from your lips as you finally had your release. Your legs were shaking as Bada continues to lap up your juices, each movement of her head under you, the tip of her nose touches your clit.

"So good to me baby, can you give me one more?" Bada sucks on your clit before diving back again into fucking your cunt with her tongue...

♡⑅*˖•. ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .•˖*⑅♡

"Ok let's get back to work" Funky Y announces as she enters the room which snaps you back to reality.

"So yeah anyway, that would be all. See you at the On the Stage concert everyone. Byeeee" You immediately pressed the 'End live' button, before putting down your phone.

"Oh Y/n, so you're here all along" The rest of the dancers enter the room one by one.

"Unnie, why is your face so red?" Sowoen pointed out your face. To which made you turn red even more. The whole time you are reminiscing about that night, you were blushing like crazy.

"It's nothing, I was just feeling hot." You excused yourself, but little do you know, a certain someone was actually watching your live earlier.

Bada approached you as she whispers something to your ears.

"So you like me nose huh, why don't you ride my face again once we got home?"

A/n: it's been a while omg, I missed writing. I'm slowly regaining my motivation to write again finally!!! I hope you like it, sorry if its not as good as you guys thought it would be. This is just a quick drabble to finally break my writer's block, I did not proofread this.

[badasgirlfriend]

can you write about how bada lee x reader’s relationship would look like pls?

Dating Bada Lee | Drabble

"I'm home!" Bada said as she shut the door behind her. She tossed her bag onto the sofa and placed the food she bought on the counter. "Baby, where are you?" she asked out loud.

"Y/N- YAH!" Bada exclaimed as Y/N suddenly threw herself onto Bada's back. She wrapped her legs around Bada's torso and began showering her face with kisses.

"Enough already," Bada protested, but she couldn't help but smile. Her girlfriend always knew how to cheer her up, even during a bad day.

"I missed you, so shut up and let me do this," Y/N mumbled, her words coming out in a rush of affection. Y/N kissed her on the lips, pressing herself tightly against her. She held the kiss for a moment, breathing in the warmth and scent of her lover.

"You big baby," Bada said through the kiss.

Before Y/N could reply, a heavenly smell hit her nose and she turned towards the kitchen. "You bought food," she said, heading for the counter with eagerness.

Bada groaned, not ready for the moment to end. "I wasn't done," she said, wanting Y/N's warmth back.

"I know," Y/N said, a playful look in her eyes. "You can wait a moment longer, food is calling me"

Bada could not help but snicker as she observed her girl's excitement. She had no idea what she had done in a previous life to be this lucky having such a wonderful girlfriend. She and Y/N were so different, yet there was such a striking attraction between them. Like the phrase went, opposites attract, and Bada's fans frequently refered the lovers as "black cat and golden retriever girlfriends"

"Leave some for me," Bada whispered in a teasing voice, and quickly placed her arms around Y/N's waist from behind. She gave her lover a light kiss on her shoulder, causing her to laugh feeling ticklish.

Y/N cut a piece of fried chicken and brought it up to Bada's mouth, hoping to share in the delicious treat. Bada happily opened her mouth, and let Y/N feed her

"I love you," Bada said, pecking her lips.

"I love you more,"

[jihyoruri]

for new readers here in aureliaville, we’re kept well fed, clothed and sheltered with the asks bc they’re full of lore, just tiny drabbles here and there! <3333 as for the different yns, it’s currently going as following:

- caught in between series is cib!yn (or barbie!yn) in a love triangle with chaewon and chaewon! her profile <3

- wow series is wow!yn, they’re the biggest red flag in Kpop, she has all the idols in the palm of her hand, including Chaewon. her profile </3

- back to you is aespa!yn, she’s kind a loser but we love her for that! She is sadly getting played by a toxic Karina, but everyone’s hopping for Bada to save her away :p

- nwjns!yn is coming but its hinted she’s on the softer side, also in a love triangle w/ minji and kazuha <3

- gidle!yn x sakura who are the only sane and domesticated couple in this entire list, but be aware that gidle and yn mom anti sakura :/ they met in the drinking interview (heart racings) and it’s been pretty ever since! (best friends / the girl is mine)

- youtuber series with yunjin x reader

- bp!yn x sakura who are in a messy situation including sana

- channel girlfriends which are minji x lesserafim!yn

hanni x firecracker!yn which is the emo’est and funniest who is a sakura stan BUT major yunjin anti!

AHHHHHHH ITS AN UPDATED VERSION ‼️‼️‼️ this is so cute wtf

[seungxstar]

! // ➶┊Christmas Cake

bebe!bada x bebe!fem reader

a/n : 🦢 anon I love you for this idea, this isn't a headcanon and it's shorter LOL

(if you see this feel free to send me asks and give me opinions!!)

How I think your girlfriend Bada would be making a cake for the girls to celebrate Christmas. (I love this sm I might make a full fic out of this instead of just a drabble)

Christmas was rolling around, bada wanted to bake a cake as a surprise for the girls, but you don't really get the said surprise since you're living with her and is basically there for the making of it.

But, that also meant that you could see her make the cake in real time, which on it's own, is already quite the gift, since the both of you have been busy with SWF2 and the tour.

You've seen your girlfriend cook a couple of times, but every time she ties her dyed hair into a messy bun, you simply can't help but admire her.

From the first day you met her when you stepped into her dance class till now, the admiration and heart fluttery feeling never expired. In fact, when the two of you finally got together, you actually think the said feelings only got stronger.

"Love?" Bada chuckled, looking up from the recipe book. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

You quickly shook your head and stared down at the table, flustered.

"Do you want to make it with me?"

You shot your head up and instantly nodded.

When you walked into the kitchen, she puts you in between her and the kitchen counter.

"You're so cute." She beamed, ruffling your hair. "But let's get the cake done before I get too distracted, yeah?"

You didn't know that something as simple as making a cake with Bada made you feel things you didn't know you could feel.

The way Bada had her hand on your waist while opening the lower cupboard so the edges of it wouldn't hit you when she was opening it,

to the way Bada smiled and she took a picture of you when you were trying the frosting and got a little on the side of your lips, saying "We'll look back at it at some point..." Before changing that picture as her wallpaper.

Everything simply felt right.

Even while you two were enjoying the Christmas celebration with the rest of the girls, Bada never failed to make your heart flutter.

When Bada left her seat to go get plates for the cake, she gave you a light peck on your forehead which had you in nothing but a flustered mess.

"Aww, Unnie is shy! Look at her!" Lusher giggled before taking a picture of the sight.

"That's the power of Bada Lee... One peck and unnie's in shambles." Tatter said, turning to Lusher.

You could hear bada's laughter from the kitchen as she walked back with the plates.

"Merry Christmas, Love."

"Merry Christmas, Bada."

I think I went overboard but oh well. Merry Christmas.

[baddestbittyontheblock]

bada lee fic recs (2)

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✧*:·˚ hi everyone!! here is a list of all the fics that are my favs with tagged writers/authors ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ remember to like and reblog the works you enjoy in order to support each writer!! ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ however, make sure you read the information on each story themselves such as triggers & warnings ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ also, if you'd like me to remove your fic from this list, message me! ✧*:·˚

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𓆩❀𓆪 home by @throughthebluesea bada lee x reader | just warmth. fluff. heavily based with reese lansangan's home. (highly suggested to listen to it while reading this.)

-you wondered what type of day it is today. you were late at work, got scolded by your superiors, and finished a lot of backlogs that your superiors dumped on you. at this point, you're looking up at the dull white ceiling from your cubicle.

𓆩❀𓆪 bada headcannons by @urlovebot bada lee x reader

-bada when she’s pursuing you. reader is a lil oblivious and bada’s just like ‘this girl is mine she doesn’t even know it lololol’

𓆩❀𓆪 smut headcannons by @urlovebot bada lee x reader

-gf! bada lee got a corruption kink fr

𓆩❀𓆪 all the time by @urlovebot bada lee x reader | smut(sub bada. pussy fiend bada. bada is down so bad she is in hell. dom!reader(?). reader is a tease and bada is fed up)

-"feels so good bada."

𓆩❀𓆪 mirroring bluebird by @ssivinee bebe!bada lee x bebe!f!reader

-you are the younger sister of moze and had gone viral at the same time as her. while working under sm, you meet bada and become a core member of bebe, but what you get the same treatment your sister did

𓆩❀𓆪 the duplicate by @throughthebluesea bada lee x 1million member!reader | humor-ish, then fluff? sulky jealous bada, reader is utterly whipped since she sees her girl bada on kingbada so much. this is too cute. moment with 1million crew

-the second season of street woman fighter 2 has been the talk of the town since its premiere, alongside the show's fame is its parody counterpart, which is street gagwoman fighter 2, where a group of korea's highly respected comediennes come together and do parodies of the actual show's highlights by enjoycouple on youtube.

𓆩❀𓆪 the duplicate (special chapter) by @throughthebluesea bada lee x 1million member!reader | fluff, a bit humor-ish... bc... king bada is here again. overprotective bada, the rest of team bebe being the biggest instigators

-d-day. the finale episode has arrived, and everyone has been practicing hard, perfecting their final routines.

𓆩❀𓆪 i wanna ruin our friendship by @throughthebluesea bada lee x reader | friends to lovers, bada secretly pining over 'straight' reader, howl is a jerk in this fic, some angst, slightly suggestive (if you squint), lusher and tatter being so supportive, lusher's gaydar never miss.

-"i told you, i can't!"

𓆩❀𓆪 bada lee as your gf by @starrwhispers bada lee x reader | mildly suggestive, women making out!!

𓆩❀𓆪 bada drabble by @starrwhispers bada lee x reader

-imagine doing ur nighttime skincare routine with bada. it’s just such a cute girlfriend moment.

𓆩❀𓆪 blurb by @starrwhispers bada lee x reader | smut

𓆩❀𓆪 head over heels by @badasgirl bada lee x fem!reader | 18+ smut, friends (?) to kinda lovers, slight angst if you kinda like squint, slight fluff, built up tension, reader is shorter than bada,

-a late night studio session turns into something more when bada finally decides it’s time to end whatever tension you both shared.

𓆩❀𓆪 boyfriend by @bluebada bada lee x reader | nsfw(extremely suggestive and very explicit at times). it's giving switch vibes kinda but dom!bada prevail. reader wants it rough. not a complete smut tho.

-where bada is sick of seeing you cry over your stupid boyfriend, and she knows that she can be a better boyfriend to you. so much better than him

𓆩❀𓆪 oh you want me so bad by @badasgirl bada lee x reader | 18+, reader is somewhat shorter than bada, reader is called bunny a lot, CLINGY!BADA

-bada had the longest day of her life and she needs her girlfriend immediately. you just happen to be the best girlfriend in the world and you let bada do whatever she wants.

𓆩❀𓆪 home by @potchi-fics bada lee x reader

-the first thing that probably comes to mind when you hear that is a house, yes? i mean, it's not a wrong answer-- it's just, for you.. your home is a person. no matter where you are, what time it is, as long as you're with her: you are at home.

𓆩❀𓆪 you and me in the moment by @nimxie bada lee x fem!reader

-in the warm of one another, moments like this are perfect.

𓆩❀𓆪 all mine by @badaspebble bada lee x fem!reader | 18+ themes (dom!bada, possessive!bada, semi-public sex, jealously, dirty talk, praise, cunnilingus)

-being on SWF2 was great. meeting new people who were also considered legends was an added plus. you caught many eyes, but one set of eyes in particular stayed on you the entire time. bada notices, and so do you. deciding to dance with haechi wasn’t to make bada jealous, but still. It’s only fair that bada should do something about it.

𓆩❀𓆪 jealous kisses by @badaslovie bada lee x reader | 🤏🏼 suggestive

-bada and tatter were seen holding hands at a concert and you can't help but feel jealous.

𓆩❀𓆪 she's straight.... right? by @bluebada bada lee x fem!reader | highly suggestive, swearing, fake dating, teacher x student, lowercase intended, hword is making an appearance

-in which the woman you want the most is the one you could never have.

𓆩❀𓆪 control freak by @dallaji bada lee x reader | PORN WITHOUT PLOT (like leech rallay NO plot), established relationship, reader is a power bottom and bada is perplexed!! befuddled!!11, bada with a strap, toy

-your girlfriend doesn’t like giving up the reins, but perhaps with some gentle urging she will finally let loose. Even if it's just for a little bit.

𓆩❀𓆪 feel it by @princhii bada lee x fem!reader | 18+, dom!bada, drinking, use of weed, smut, use of strap, sub!reader, age gap (reader is of age, just refers bada as older woman!)

-and just like that, you were there. on her bed. ass up face down. how did you even get there again? oh yeah, that’s right.

𓆩❀𓆪 show you off by @aericrys bada lee x reader | smut

-“Jagiya, stop freaking out, the girls are all really nice, I promise! They’ve been dying to meet you!”

𓆩❀𓆪 100 days by @venuszn dom!bada lee x fem!reader | best friends to lovers, angst, fluff, smut(fingering, nipple play, cunnilingus (bada and reader give and receive), scissoring, emotionally constipated reader, whipped bada, MDNI)

-bada asks you to give her one hundred days to make you fall in love with her.

𓆩❀𓆪 bada lee as the 5 love languages by @venuszn dom!bada lee x fem!reader | smut (ringering, cunnilingus, use of vibrator, bada using a strap, exhibitionism, degradation (but also praise), light bondage, orgasm denial, nipple play, overstimulation, slight choking) and fluff , MDNI

𓆩❀𓆪 jealously, jealously by @handongscult bada lee x reader | possessive/jealous bada, suggestive towards end

-you come on swf2 to have a choreography created for your new song. someone gets a little too bold with you and bada stakes her claim.

𓆩❀𓆪 come get me by @badaspebble bada lee x fem!reader | 18+ themes, (dom!bada, jealous!bada, kinda mean!bada but she’s soft at the end, strap-on use, teasing, hair pulling, semi-public, praise, edging, choking, swearing, dacryphilia)

-bada hasn’t been paying attention to you lately, which is starting to be frustrating. at first it was fine, seeing how much work she had to put into her team. now that SWF was over, there was no need for her to pay so much attention to them. guess you’ll have to make her pay attention to you.

𓆩❀𓆪 too close by @urlovebot bada lee x reader | angst. angry howl, homophobia, minor and very, very minor physical harm done to bada. closeted bada, out and proud reader. its alooooot of angst. some comfort at the end though

-"are you okay?"

𓆩❀𓆪 dating bada lee would include... by @unique-high bada lee x reader

-some things dating this beautifully hot woman would include.

𓆩❀𓆪 heacannons of bada asking insecure reader to sit in her lap by @urlovebot bada lee x reader | extra fluff

𓆩❀𓆪 save room for us by @dallaji bada lee x reader | ex-fwb, university setting, lengthy smut (like 50% ratio), both bada and reader are switches, relationship is the epitome of "its complicated", bada is a mess but please forgive her, author has never used a dating app before, kinda angsty?? hopeful ending though!!

-this could’ve been a perfect night: it was your first time being invited to a sorority house party and you were promised alcohol, decent music and good company. so naturally, because nothing is ever truly perfect, your ex-situationship had to be a part of said sorority.

𓆩❀𓆪 ride it! by @mikaleialt bada lee x reader | fluff, suggestive, smut, drabble

-in a random instagram live, your newly found fans after SWF 2, started asking you random questions about what do you think of each team leaders. for a quick background, you are one of the team leaders in SWF 2, but sadly your team got eliminated after the crew battle mission, after getting defeated by mannequeen on the elimination round along with wolf'lo and lady bounce.

𓆩❀𓆪 bada headcannons by @aericrys bada lee x reader | fluff, smut

𓆩❀𓆪 how bada would handle being in public with her s/o by @bountycancelled bada lee x gn!reader | headcannons, author being delusional, lower case intended, fluff

𓆩❀𓆪 the elevator by @venuszn bada lee x reader | enemies to lovers, angst, fluff

-you and bada are rival choreographers under the same company. bada has always treated you differently and you didn’t know why. You convinced yourself that you hated her for it. but you’re both forced to face each other one evening when the company elevator breaks down and there’s no where to hide - from each other and ur feelings.

𓆩❀𓆪 your so pretty it hurts by @nimxie bada lee x fem!reader | angst, injury

-you never want to worry bada, but when you get hurt and try to hide it. she can’t help it

𓆩❀𓆪 jealousy by @seungxstar bada lee x fem!reader

-how bada would be if she was jealous…

𓆩❀𓆪 .......threesome? by @badaleesbish switch!bada x switch!reader x sub!tatter | NSFW(face sitting, fingering, choking, degrading, praising, use of strap)

-you and tatter decide to try to talk bada into having a threesome. Thinking that bada would turn down the request, you and tatter take some extreme measures to get bada in between the two of you.

𓆩❀𓆪 bada fic by @allur1ngs bada lee x reader

-mafia boss bada reacting to reader in a suit looking badass omg bada would literally drop her jaw

𓆩❀𓆪 her best friends by @mikachacha bada lee x singer!reader x monika shin

-your new song is a huge hit and your two girlfriends wanted to celebrate and spoil you for a job well done

𓆩❀𓆪 only one by @yayayxs bada lee x fem!reader | suggestive if you squint

-after winning street woman fighter nobody expected this…

𓆩❀𓆪 moonstruck pt:1 by @dkluvs bada lee x oc | 2.3k

-in which a romance so forbidden arises between an idol and her favourite choreographer.

𓆩❀𓆪 moonstruck pt:2 by @dkluvs bada lee x oc | 1.6k

-in which a romance so forbidden arises between an idol and her favourite choreographer.

𓆩❀𓆪 new game, new player by @ssivinee bebe!bada lee x dancer! f!reader | 4.7k

-jeon y/n joins SWF to prove that her being the sibling of an idol doesn't make her any less of a dancer, but while trying to do so, she makes new friends and potentially something more.

𓆩❀𓆪 expert level by @ssivinee bebe!bada lee x dancer! f!reader | 5.8k

-Part 2 of "New Game, New Player," suggested to read Part 1 first!

[badaleesbish]

✓ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 °*

𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜.

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟 𝚔𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚜, 𝚔-𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚂𝚆𝙵𝟸 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜.

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚖. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞! <𝟹

𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕, 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗!

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽.

° 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐 °

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° 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐁𝐞𝐛𝐞...♡

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♡ 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐋𝐞𝐞...

| Full Works...♡

◌ 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲.

↳ wlw, angst, love triangle, bada lee x reader x kirsten dodgen

◌ 𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

↳ NSFW, wlw, toxic relationship, g!p bada x blk!reader

◌ 𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 ° 𝟐. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

↳ wlw, fluffy-ish, angst, toxic relationship, g!p bada x blk!reader

Imagines...♡

◌ .......𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞? (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖).

↳ NSFW, wlw, switch!bada x sub!tatter x switch!reader, blk!reader

◌ 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐒𝐨 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖).

↳ NSFW, wlw, bada lee x plus size!reader, blk!reader

◌ 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖).

↳ fluff, wlw, friends to lovers, innocent, naive, studious!reader x bad girl!bada, blk!reader

◌ 𝐀𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫.

↳ NSFW, BDSM, wlw, praise, worship, whiny pussy drunk bada, dominatrix reader, sub!bada x dom!reader

◌ 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

↳ angst, fluff, wlw, stepmother!bada x first-time mother!reader, blk!reader, reader feels helpless and bada reassures her that everything is fine.

◌ 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐈𝐭.

↳ NSFW, MDNI, wlw, scissoring, masturbation, howl is a bit of a peeping tom, bada lee x reader x howl

◌ 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞. (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

↳ angst, fluff, wlw, insecurity, description of body image, mention of body dysmorphia and self-harm, bada lee x plus size!reader, blk!reader

◌ ��𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤... 𝐈 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩.

↳ NSFW, MDNI, wlw, dry humping, bada and reader are horn dogs, g!p bada x reader

◌ 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞.

↳ NSFW, MDNI, fluff, wlw, swearing, dorky!bada, pussy whipped bada, oral (b. x r.), teasing, etc..., switch!bada, switch!reader, g!p bada x reader

◌ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲.

↳ NSFW, MDNI, wlw, swearing, bullying, slight violence, manipulation, oral (r. receives), fingering, overstimulation/edging, bully!bada x reader

◌ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞.

↳ fluff, angst, wlw, toxic company, toxic fan base (b. & r.), g!p bada x idol!reader

Headcanons...♡

◌ 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲.

◌ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝?

Drabbles...♡

𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬:

𝟎𝟏 𝟎𝟐 𝟎𝟑 𝟎𝟒 𝟎𝟓 𝟎𝟔 𝟎𝟕 𝟎𝟖 𝟎𝟗 𝟏𝟎

𝟏𝟏 𝟏𝟐 𝟏𝟑 𝟏𝟒 𝟏𝟓 𝟏𝟔 𝟏𝟕 𝟏𝟖 𝟏𝟗 𝟐𝟎

♡ 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫...

Imagines...♡

◌ .......𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞? (𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐖)

↳ NSFW, wlw, switch!bada x sub!tatter x switch!reader, blk!reader

◌ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬.

↳ angst, wlw lovers to exes, cheating, mention of sexual themes, exes with benefits? (if that's even a thing.)

♡ Street Woman Fighter...

° 𝐊𝐏𝐎𝐏 °

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° 𝐒𝐍𝐒𝐃 ~ 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬' 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧...♡

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♡ 𝐓𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠...

◌ 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧' 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐀 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫.

↳ NSFW, angst, fluff, wlw, age gap, friends to lovers, idol!tiffany x idol!reader, idol!solar x idol!reader, fem!reader

[dean-a-mean-tae]

Paranoia | Stray Kids Extra Member AU

WARNINGS: 3rd person but switches to 1st person. Nicholas “communicates” with the reader. Depending on how well this is written, it might make you feel what he's feeling. There's angst, but I don't want to put too many warnings. Don't wanna spoil this extremely short drabble.

I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT YOU CHOOSE TO READ!

Nicholas Ross Master List | Proceed with caution. I love you 💜

He couldn't name it. Granted, Nicholas didn't know much about feelings. He knew the basics. Happy, sad, mad, and fearful. Chan was the first person to help him feel safe. The most common feeling for him was numbness. But this?

This was different. 

This feeling, emotion, whatever it's called, was unfamiliar. It was this nagging feeling, and he couldn't place it. He hadn't felt something this intense, ever. No, he did. Nicholas was overjoyed when he got to debut with his friends. But this?

This is on a different scale, a completely different hierarchy. 

This feeling caused other emotions he never thought of. It made him name feelings he's already had. Feelings he could never put a label on but now could with his newly gained freedom. Nicholas isn't sure if he likes this freedom. Then again. Was it truthfully freedom?

Nicholas couldn't leave the dorm. Not without drastic security, and even then, he still needed at least two members with them. He was scared. What if something happened while he wasn't there? Fear.

Who was he kidding? What would he do if something did happen? He knows nothing. Nicholas is just a boy. Doubt.

Someone, or something, was watching him. All the time. Even at home. He could feel them staring at him. Their eyes pierced his skull, his back, and occasionally his face. Only when he dared to look back. The feeling never stopped. That feeling he couldn't place. It kept looking with inhumanly wide eyes. He could see it in the distance.

Nicholas can't tell the others. No, what if something happened to them? What if they began to see what he could see? The feeling with long hair, wide eyes, and a gaping mouth. A mouth forever stuck in a silent scream. It was there. He could see it.

 It made him overanalyze. Maybe it's anxiety? An everlasting anxiety attack? No, it's not that. It doesn't like false names. It's closer. I can hear it's scream now. It's quiet, but what if it gets louder?

You don't believe him? 

He thought he could trust you. It's why he told you. You saw his abuse. You felt for him. You saw him almost lose the battle to his insecurities. Granted, you only saw what was said and how his members fixed it. But you were there!

He can't tell other people. They'll send him to a therapist. A psychiatrist. They'll take him to someone who will give me pills. Everyone will force me to take those pills because it's for the better.

Why don't you believe me? 

Why won't anyone believe me? It follows me, and I can't get away. I'm terrified. I'm intensely scared. There's a word for it. What is it? Tell me, please. Maybe if I call out its name, it will leave me alone.

It's eyes. They- It's here. It's watching me. It could be watching you. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel like this. I'll be quiet. Momma told me I scared people with this bullshit. I didn't mean to scare you. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I won't do it again. 

You will stay, right?

I'm still me. I'm Nicholas Ross! The boy- The man you imagine. The person broken by his parents is slowly being built together again. You're helping me, right? 

You said you feel sad for me. You expressed my stories as comforting. I can tell you more. Just please don't leave me with it. 

Don't leave me with paranoia.

Nicholas Ross Master List

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[luckynumber-8]

♡ ~ HOBBIT TRAUMAS (AND HOW YOU TAKE CARE OF THEM) ~ ♡ (4 Hobbits X Reader Preference)

a/n: No one would escape an adventure like the Fellowship had unscathed, especially not if you were an innocent, good-hearted, fun-loving hobbit.

My take on the traumas the 4 hobbits would have after the adventure, and how you, reader, help them deal with that.

P.S. -This is my first-ever writing post in Tumblr... and also my first-ever posted fanfic-type-thing! It's just a bunch of headcanons right now - maybe I'll take one of the ideas and turn it into a drabble or something later. Feedback is the best thing ever, and I would love to get any that anybody has!

P.P.S. - Shoutout to @wordbunch, who's LOTR writings I absolutely adore, and whose post formatting I basically used as a cheat sheet, because I'm a totally clueless newbie. So thank you! I hope that wasn't out of line for me to borrow 😕

Frodo

Sometimes he can still feel the crushing weight of the ring pulling on his neck or weighing on his chest, and you catch him absentmindedly rubbing one of these spots

So you, you special person, find some excuse to give him a neck rub or a back rub

Because you absolutely cannot stand seeing him trying to hide his discomfort like this

You know openly calling him out on it will just remind him of all that happened to him, so you have become a Master of Subtlety and Distraction

Whenever you catch him staring into the distance, you know it is Time to Remove Frodo From His Own Head

So

Distractions ensue 

Namely:

Surprise hugs

Randomly launching into stories or rants that you know he won't be able to help listening to 

(Because the sound of your voice is not-so-secretly one of his favorite things and he will listen forever)

Offering to read to him (we all know this is Book Boy, so what better than having his favorite tales read aloud by you?? His favorite narrator??)

You make him cups of tea as he writes his book

When he sees you smiling in the doorway with a mug in one hand and the scent of his favorite leafy brew drifting out of it, it just makes his day because…well, you.

You just think of him too much and he can't handle it lol

Sam

Never

Ever 

Ever

Try to put this poor boy around spiders

Ever

(yes I love this HC, idk who came up with it and I can’t remember where I saw it but it’s basically canon in my bran now)

He cannot stand them, not even in the garden anymore. You can see how he stiffens and twitches every time one of those ugly eight-leggers scuttles across his path and instantly know how much restraint he's using not to kill it on the spot.

Spider in the house? It's all you, Y/N

You know he would try to face it down for you and you alone

But you can't stand seeing him go all cold and shaky at a little garden spider 

So you often remove them before he can even notice because peace in the house is a nice thing to have

He also has alarming levels of self-doubt sometimes because of how he thinks he's misjudged things in the past

But luckily for him, he has you

You are there to support him and are always advocating that he is strong and makes solidly good choices

And you know what? You are his world, so he believes your every word. 

He drinks those affirmations up like there is no tomorrow

And you are happy to continue on as his supplier till the end of days

Merry

Personal HC that when his arm is burned after stabbing the Witch-King, he gets phantom pains not dissimilar to Frodo's

It's almost like nerve damage - he'll be fine one minute and drop whatever he was holding the next, or his hand will start twitching in weird and sometimes disturbing (to him) ways

This is Mr. "Nothing-Bothers-Me-And-I'm-Fine", so naturally, it bothers him quite a bit that one of his appendages refuses to follow orders on a regular basis

It's something that he tries to hide from you - pretends it's not there, BARELY jokes about it.

If Merry Brandybuck ain't joking about it, you aren't either.

Sometimes you hear villagers mentioning it in hushed whispers, and you (badass) shut them up before a single one makes it back to Merry

Because you know that's what he'd do for you, so you absolutely do it for him.

And you know he secretly appreciates that you don't fuss over it, because he doesn't want to feel different or incapable. It helps, for him, that you treat him like just the same person he was before (because he is duh) and nothing has changed and he doesn't want or need to be coddled.

Not saying you do, but you might sometimes give this particular arm a little extra love and affection. Massaging his hand, tracing circles on his wrist, and just letting him know how dead cool you think his scar is.

Because, really…how many people have changed the fate of Middle Earth and have something to prove it?

Your Merry does, that's who. And you'll never let him forget how amazing and brave he is.

Pippin

Pippin is constantly awake in the dead of night

Because he's haunted by wild nightmares 

And you're the first and probably one of the only people he would turn to for comfort

So guess what? You're up too, holding him close to you in the dead of night while he tries to calm down

Sometimes he tells you what the night mare was, sometimes he keeps silent and just wants to lay next to you. You know he'll tell you in his own time if it's right to.

This little hobbit is such an empath, he really took to heart EVERYTHING that happened on his journey

And he thinks that way too many things were exclusively his fault 

Gandalf's death? His fault.

Merry getting hurt (because he got them separated and wasn't there)? His fault.

Boromir's death (because he didn't know how to fight)? His fault.

Again, you know better than to push, but you know the content of a lot of his nightmares revolves around his contributions being insignificant, his actions causing people's injury (or death), and how badly things could have played out because of him. It worries you, how much brainspace he gives to these things.

So you keep him close to you. I mean that both literally and figuratively. He's not shy about taking the physical comfort he needs (honestly I don't think he's aware of the concept of personal space), but he gets tripped up trying to talk about his own feelings

So you just give him his space, all the time he needs, and bottomless snuggles 

Because contrary to what he thinks, a lot of things went right because of him, and you can't tell him enough how much he means to everyone (and you. most importantly, definitely you.)

Thank you for reading, if you made it down this far! I hope to post some actual writing soon, if I can find the time to sit down and put my Writer's Cap on. I am considering opening requests! At this point I don't know who will see this r how it's going to do, so we'll see how things work out :)

[fanfiction4sooya]

I’m not extremely into bada but there was a call for someone to write this & I have answered with a drabble.🤷‍♀️

In the hush of the empty changing room of the dance studio you both attended, bathed in the glow of the dim over-head lighting, you knelt, your hair firmly clasped in Bada’s hands, her fingers tightening around your roots with each thrust of her cock into your waiting mouth. It was nothing new, despite the added attempt at silence, this was your routine. Her taking you roughly, making you gag, scream, bending you to her will. But somehow, despite it all, she had never seemed to falter, her almost stoic, proud self always standing firm, holding back. Desperately. But how could she now ? with you coaxing her with your mouth like that, letting your tongue drag along the bottom side of her cock, looking up at her with those eyes & taking her oh so well.

You bewitched her. Her struggle was now apparent, once controlled breaths began to falter, hushed exhalings tumbling mercilessly into throaty whines, echoing along with walls of the changing room and settling beautifully in your mind, it only egged you on further. You taking her as deep as you could down your throat no matter how much you struggled with accommodating her size, your fingers clasping desperately to her thighs as you savour her already leaking cock, her precum painting your tongue. Her reserve was holding on by a thread, teeth dug into her lip almost enough to draw blood & your scalp began to sting almost from the tightening of her fist while pretty moans fell wildly from the same lips she had so desperately tried to seal shut, now uncaring of who else may hear them.

Those pretty moans & delicate hitches of her breath were all yours. She was yours.

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Omg? I wasn't prepared for how beautifully written a smut piece could be? Bunny anon, you deserve flowers and a lot of praise for this one like damn??? Girl this is like good good I'm in awe 😲😲😲😲

And thank your for this one babes, you did it very well!! Please if you are a writer let me know so I can follow you!!!

By the way to whoever is asking "who has the best anons in the whole site..."

ME. I win.