#but maybe one day in the far future i can get it lol
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I've taken a recent liking to making gunpla (I also just got a pokepla figure of Mew some hours ago) and rn I keep imagining some arc v (and some other ygo) monsters i find fitting to have model kits (I keep thinking of Clear Wing as a candidate :V) and likeâ
I need more ygo kits. Please. At least we have BEWD & Exodia but Iâwe need more! I wanna indulge the part of me that loves building in ygo too...
And dude wont it be just awesome to have a huge Clear Wing or Raidraptors Satellite Canon Falcon or other ygo monster model hanging (not literally) in some part of a room? Bc I think it would be :P
#i wanna get a bewd kit just so i can have a ygo one but its super expensive where im from :/#but maybe one day in the far future i can get it lol#theres so little non-dm merch already so asking for a model kits pretty far-fetched but#ill still have hope anyway (*_ _)äșș#01 speaks#yugioh#arc v#should i tag it those? whatev#also id be playing with the arc v kits like theyre toys n action figures lol#ofc no one i dont heckin trust r allowed to touch tho ;P
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#sad hours at the huskin bee#personal#graduating soon and the animation department is collecting photos of everyone in the drive#and seeing all these group photos of everyone in the program makes me realize how distant i am from them#and how close knit everyone else has become...#ive never been good at making friends and within like the first few weeks of school it was like everyone got to know each other#and the few friends i made in the program left after the first year#i wish my social anxiety wasnt so bad i tried harder to make friends in college#also i have an essay due on monday and i might just not do it#or itll be really half assed#ive been doing well so far in that class so if i dont do it i think the least id get is a C#idk maybe i can still make friends w these ppl after college somehow but itd still feel weird bc i had a completely different shm experience#than they had#ahhhh#i can imagine a future reunion where ppl will talk to be about old drama that was big among this giant friend group#that consists of most people in my year that ill have no idea what theyre talking abt#bc im never in the loop abt anything ever lol#this actually happened at my hs animation reunion except i actually knew and talked to most ppl in that class#i wasnt like super close to most of them but i had a few closeish friends#and i know one of those friends probably werent/arent in the know#also like i did hear abt relationship drama back in the day bc gossip spread p easily#anyways i was told completely new information abt someone getting stalked back then so thats wild#and apparently there was a super handsome guy in our class that i for some reason have zero recollection of#point is i be the last person to know something and if i know smth then everyone probably already knew#which is annoying. i wanna hear gossip too. even in my own family my sisters will tell each other and our mom about shit that went down w#their friends or our cousins and i only hear abt it when im in the room#so i end up hearing a lot but never directly and sometimes not in full#man i shouldve gone on more college field trips#shouldve done a lot more in life that my insecurities get the way of#tbh i genuinely think i might have a form of undiagnosed anxiety; tism; or some other mental disorder
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mmmmmmmmm this is looking alright so far đ
#ramblings#I HATE BACKGROUNDS they feel so tedious to do#but unfortunately i need to have this down so i how where will can walk aouhgh#i thiiiiinkk theres only one other shot where i have to get this much in but all of the tables and shit are gonna be far away w#the camera angle i wanna do. so it shouldnt be as much of a pain in the ass lol#i need more work with drawing environments and especially indoor ones + work with perspective#so like. the ones in this pmv probably wont be peak. but thats ok im learning#i think its already goofy with how im doing the catified guys here so yk. as i get more experience with shit#i hope to maybe remake this one day when im confident in animating humans or somethingg#we will see if thats something i can ever do đ i know its goofy to plan that when im still working on ``the original``#but yaknow? i wanna do this now but i also would like to see me do it again in the future when i can make it more polished#gotta start somewhere and i must start here and now to get to the later
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ââ stress relief. ( sjy ) đ§
àč Jake hasnât gotten as much attention from you lately, so I guess he has to bother you in order to receive it..
pair: clingy bf!jake ă
busy gf!reader | warnings: smut, pwp, fluff, very silly and unserious banter, teasing, begging, fingering, oral (f. rec), spit kink (?), marking, unprotected s.x, creampie | words: 4.0k
welp- this was a lot longer than i intended it to be lol, srry not sorry. also why am i always making jake such a needy bf ? LOL, idek.. i just love a man thatâs down bad for me what else can i rlly say shdhshsd
⊠. ăâș ă . ⊠. ăâș ă . âŠ
exam season never stroke you as easy, thatâs why you took more time than you had into studying. you spent most of your days sitting infront of your laptop and itâs handy dandy partnerâ your notebook. on the side of that you were juggling your boyfriendâs needs, alongside your motherâs constant smothering over the phone about how she wants to see you this week. you constantly tell her that you donât have the time and if you had the time youâd rather go over there than anything. you loved your mother dearly, but you wanted big things for your future, especially when you imagine a family one day with your lover.
âmom, weâve been over this a million times, i love you and all but iâve told you. i donât have the time to go and see you right now..â you hated having to put your studies first before anything, but that was the only way in order to become successful. you couldnât afford to slack off and just take time for yourself to do whatever you wanted, you had to remain focused.
your mom didnât seem too happy with that answer, she really wanted to see you and you could hear it in her voice. it broke your heart the way she sounded. âi understand that, but i really miss you staying over sweetheart.. maybe we can plan something this week ?â she truly hoped that youâd say yes but you couldnât just drop everything and go home for the weekend, unfortunately things were far more complicated than that.
you were beyond stressed out, and along with her constant nagging it only pushed you over the edge, you were well over aggravated. itâs like she only thinks for herself sometimes..
âdoesnât sound like you understand, i donât have time and i canât come see you ! youâre being really selfish right now.â youâve tried reasoning with her but it just never worked, usually youâd give in and comply with her demands but you had to put yourself first this time. âiâm sorry but not today or tomorrow, not even this week, i love you mom.â
âi love you too.. i guess iâll talk to you later then ?..â
âmhm, bye mom.â
and with that, you quickly hung up. you felt bad with how you raised your voice at her, but sometimes she doesnât think. you could tell she had gotten upset just by the tone of her voice and that by itself made you feel like shit.
weight on your shoulder: multiplied.
not long after, jake had came home, heâd seen you working your ass off and understood how this upcoming exam was important to you. although, he also got to shake hands with this disasteress stress. for one, he constantly has to force you off your work to go to bed. he hated seeing you risk your own health for the sake of success. jake knew youâd pass with flying colors, he believed in you, he always had. you were few of the top students in your class. of course you had it. while he also studied for exams, heâd rather not risk his mental health for a test he could easily just take again. and he always told you that, but youâre too stubborn to ever listen.
âbabe, iâm home !â he shifted to the living area, where you just so happened to be at the time. ânew station?â he giggled, joking about how you finally moved from the dining area.
âyeah, i guess..â you yawned while busily typing away at your HP. jake checked the time once hearing you yawn.
âbaby, get up. bed time, now.â he clasped his hands together a second before walking towards you and your silly little laptop. you donât say anything back, only continuing what you were doing, as if he wasnât even important enough to acknowledge.
âuh.. are my words delayed ? did i stutter? save whatever youâre doing, right now and get your little ass into bed.â he cocked a brow at you, waiting for you to comply, hands taped to his waist.
âjakeee, just a little more.. âm almost done ! i promise. itâs just a little bit left !â you plea at him, hands speeding up itâs pace, dancing along the keys moving to the save button after typing another sentence. your face looked drowsy. you looked tired. and you knew it.
âgreat then just a little bit for you to do tomorrow ! room, now.â his one arm and his other grasp you, taking you under your arms and up on your feet. âbu-â
âgo.â he cut you off, nodding his head in the direction of your shared bedroom. you finally caved, maybe you did need rest. and thatâs just what you did, but not before talking to the sweetness that lay beside you.
àč àč àč
âso, how was your day..â you ask the half sleeping boy whoâs face was deeply snuggled in between your breasts. he couldnât sleep unless he was holding you, the warmth of your body against his gave him the much needed comfort he desired.
âmm.. good, i just wish you were more involved in it..â you felt the vibration of his voice through your skin making you giggle, yet, you were upset with how itâs now just dawned on you that you chose studying over the man whoâd give you the whole world if he could.
it seems youâve been acting awfully selfish lately, barely returning any of his calls or responding to his texts hours later. he feels like heâs constantly giving one hundred percent in this relationship while you barely gave half of that. jake knows you love him, you wouldnât be coming home every night if you didnât, but he misses that stage where you couldnât keep your hands off each other.
âiâm sorry, i didnât know how caught up in exams i were, i havenât been giving you much attention, have i ? ..â
âyou holding me is all i need.. i cherish the time i get when you arenât studying..â he mumbles, hands tracing shapes along the slope of your waist.
âthank you for giving me time and understanding.. i love you baby..â you kissed his head tenderly. receiving a hum in reply you knew he was tired, so you yourself dripped into slumber.
àč àč àč
your alarm rang forcing you out of bed and before doing so you switched your alarms off. you looked over at your resting partner. he was so peaceful when he slept he looked just like a baby, and you wanted nothing more than to baby him ;(
*okay.. i wanna hurry and finish this.* you pulled the blanket off your arm before dangling your feet off the cushion of the bed.
âwhatâre you doing ? where are you going ?â he instantly wakes up when he feels the weight of bed lighten, hands capturing the hem of your sweatshirt to forcefully halt your movement.
âiâm just going to finish up my studying,â you remind him from yesterday, cupping his face as you turn around to face him.
âgoodmorning, jakey.â you cheesed.
a strong pair of strong arms wraps around your figure, âgummorning, princess.â he half yawns, looking up at you with those precious, endearing eyes of his.
âcâmon, letâs go play in toothpaste.â you tap his arms signaling him to let go.
âare you saying my breath smells bad ?â he chuckled, finally setting you free.
âi mean, if the shoe fits !â you playfully joked, getting up immediately after he unarms you.
âcâmon babyyy.â you try one more attempt to get him out of bed, hearing him act all whiney since he didnât want to. heâd much rather still be under the sheets and laid up with you, but you were on a mission today.
finally, you two ended up in the bathroom. mornings were always chaotic, so much going on as you took turns brushing your teeth. while he brushed his, you were brushing your hair and doing your skincare routine. you were getting ready to take a shower so you gathered all of your needed things, only waiting to brush your teeth. when you finally got a hold of the sink you got your tooth brush and sat on the counter, kicking your legs. you were sometimes childish, but so what ? nobody wants to age anyway.
âstop being weird, little girl..â you were laughing almost choking with the minty taste of toothpaste in your mouth, you quickly spat it out. âand you pee loud ! itâs like gun fire !â
he chuckles at your comparison, âi know a few things i do loud.â he mumbled before walking over to your figure that sat tall on the sink as you rinsed your toothbrush, caging you in.
once your toothbrush was away your arms immediately swung around his neck, youâd missed holding him all day everyday, which is why you contemplated on cutting your studying short for today.
âyouâre so cute..â jake couldnât help but be all over you, heâs waited far too long just to have you like this again; peppering kisses all over your face and jawline, trailing them all the way down to your collarbone. your body tingles in excitement, wanting nothing but to have your boyfriendâs hands roam your whole body. but youâd soon snap back to realityâ the sad, underwhelming reality of what youâre actually supposed to be doing.
âjake.. we canât.. i have to finish, remember ?â you felt like a broken record at this point but it seems as though it goes in one ear and straight out the other. he hasnât touched you in so long, he doesnât even know how heâs survived without it. he has his needs too, and his hand wasnât going to cut it anymore. he desperately needed you more than anything right now.
âiâll be quick ! i swear, pleaseeee.â he tries his hardest to plead with you, eyes practically begging you for an ounce of sympathy. âjust want you so badâŠâ
usually you wouldnât give in so easily, but the way he looked at you made you wanna fold in a heartbeat. was studying really more important than getting some dick ? yeah probably. but how could you say no to that face ? itâs been weeks since you got some and the urges were only getting stronger. you had no willpower left, so you finally surrendered to him.
he now has you in the palm of his hands, exactly how he wanted. heâd constantly be thinking of you, and all those times where heâs had to pleasure himself in order to get some form of satisfaction has now paid off; he could simply act out all of his horny thoughts on you now. and since heâs already got you where he wants, he wasnât letting you go anywhere like you usually do. jake plays with the hem of your sweatshirt before lifting it up over your head, practically dying to kiss every inch of your body. he doesnât know how he got so lucky to have someone as pretty and smart as you, but heâd never take it for grantedâ holding you within his grasp, carrying you back to your shared bedroom and gently placing you down onto the bed.
âmy pretty baby.. â jake couldnât keep his eyes or hands off you for a second, drinking in the sight of you underneath him, it made him wanna tear you to shreds.
though he couldnât do that just yet, he wanted to take his time with you. show you how much he truly appreciates and loves you. he definitely lied earlier when he said heâd be quick, thereâs no way heâd be able to rush this. not when heâs had all this built up sexual tension thatâs been eating at him since the last time you two fucked. the neediness of his actions were more than telling of his intentions, you knew he wanted you just as badly as you wanted himâ if not more. plus, how could you refuse that puppy dog look heâs given you ?? he made you go crazy just from his facial expressions alone.
his hands slowly traveled up to caress your breasts, the pads of his fingers swiping over itâs hardened bud, rubbing in slow, lazy circles. he loves the way your body reacts to his touch, how youâd arch your back just from the feel of him. your low moans and whimpers were enough to make him go even more feral than he already is, feeling his cock twitch just from the way youâd sound. he craved you more than anything right now. you bit your lip when his mouth wraps around the base of your nipple, his hand working itâs way down to cup your clothed core, getting a feel of how much of a dripping mess you were for him.
âmmh.. so wet for me already babygirl,â he giggles when noticing the dampness of your panties. you seriously couldnât believe youâve fucked yourself over his touch just for exams. you often found yourself subconsciously humping your pillow to the thought of him, wishing that his face was buried between your legs instead of it. your body grew so sensitive over time, it was like you forgot how good he made you feel..
âneed you so bad baby.. let me relieve all the stress and tension out of you..â his voice was low, full of lust and desire for only you. he kept teasing you with his fingers, enjoying every minute of you writhing and squirming under his body. heâs missed this dearly, and he was going to take full advantage of this. your mind drew itself blank, unable to think of anything but your beautiful boyfriend on top of you. you judd your hips up against his hand, building a steady rhythm to match his, the friction driving you absolutely insane.
âoh..fuck-â you let out a gasp when his thumb âaccidentallyâ brushes over your clit, his hands shift to tug the fabric of your panties down as fast as he possibly couldâ but that didnât stop him from continuing his little torturous teasing spree.
his head rested perfectly between your plush thighs, staring down at your pretty, glistening folds, tracing his finger everywhere expect where you needed him most. âmm.. jake, quit teasinâ..â you whined out of frustration, which only made him giggle even more, until he finally complies with your demand.
âyouâre right, my hardworking girl deserves a reward. doesnât she ?â he looks up at you with a devious smirk plastered on his lips, all while sinking two digits into your small entranceâ making you cry out from the sudden fill heâs added.
âspread your legs wider for me baby.â you didnât even hesitate upon hearing that command, legs shooting open immediately. keeping your thighs open with your hands so jake could get a better look at your sopping cunt.
âfeels good, huh ? you missed having my fingers inside you ?â he continuously thrusts in and out, gradually increasing his speed as youâre on the verge of falling apart. he absolutely loved seeing you like this, itâs what he lives for. he felt so accomplished knowing that only he can make you feel this way; no one else could ever have the same effect on you that he does.
jake knew you were far too weak to speak, your moans echoing the walls of the room was pure music to his ears. with just a curl of his fingers, your walls cinch around them greedily, watching as theyâd disappear into your tight hole. your whole body trembles, as you cupped your breasts to knead them gently.
âfuck, youâre so hot. such a pretty little pussy, all for me.â he pants softly, taking in the sight of your eyes squeezing shut, how you were so overwhelmed already. he could bust just from this alone.
his head dips down in between your thighs, latching his mouth to your clit. heâd switch from harshly sucking to lapping his tongue on the swollen bud, eliciting the prettiest sounds out of you. âtaste so fucking good baby. could eat you out all damn day..â he praised again, drowning himself in your sweetness.
you donât know how much more you can possibly take but you firmly pull on his hair for leverage, tightly tugging it not even registering that it could possibly hurt him. but he doesnât complain, his free hand caresses your thigh gently, flicking his tongue rapidly on your clit and drinking up your wetness, you taste like a dream. you mewl slightly above a whisper, forgetting how to use your own voice. his mouth was making you feel more than amazing, better than anything youâve felt before.
â âm gonna come !..â your hand now held onto his hand for support, lacing your fingers to intertwine with his. you grind your hips harder, feeling like youâre about to explode.. your juices squirt onto his fingers and his chin, making a mess all over the sheets beneath you, in utter utopia from the intensity of your orgasm.
âshit..babyâ he moaned, licking his lips to savor every taste of you. he lifts his head up, beaming with a rush of excitement to finally have you take his cock. âget up,â it sounded a lot more demanding than he thought, but he couldnât wait any longer. he was so horny that he wouldnât even be surprised if he nuts the minute he enters you, (but thankfully he wonât because that would simply defeat the whole purpose of everything).
you did as you were told and quickly got up to land yourself on top of him. itâs obvious what he wanted you to do, he wants you to ride him while he looks up at your pretty face. itâs one of his favorite positions, not only does he get to lay back and let you do all the work but he secretly loves that youâre the one in control.
âmm.. thatâs my girl,â he groans once you hover over his length, gently stroking the base of his shaft. his hands slid up to find purchase on your hips.
his embrace felt all the more than lovingâ it was familiar, warm, and protective. skin on skin, body to body; beautifully unraveling as one. your mouth flung open when you slid yourself inside but no audible noise came outâ it was but a silent scream. he was sporting a semi-hard on but once fully submerged and accustomed to you tightening around him, your walls could feel his length slowly swell up inside you, it was one of those indescribable feelings that you cherish forever.
âbetter start moving baby, this dicks not gonna ride itself.â he playfully demands, slightly bucking his hips up to feel some motion, âor do you want me to do all the work instead, hm ?â that offer was extremely tempting, but itâs not like he wasnât going to do that later on.
ân-no, wanna ride you jakey⊠iâll start movingâ you stutter, shakily rutting your hips against him, he fills you up so perfectly as if his cock was designed solely for you. placing both palms on his broad shoulders for anchorage whilst raising your hips to now finally properly ride his fully erect.
âfuck⊠s-so bigâ so full..â you donât think youâll ever get used to how he stuffs you completely. his low grunts were the most melodic tone to your ears, along with his heavy panting and nails digging into the dips of your hipsâ he had your head spinning.
jake was enthralled with the fact only he could have you like this, a pretty little whining mess just for him. his cock throbbing in you intensely made you clench around the thickness, mouth falling back open to reveal a long strand of your saliva, this only brought him more joy as he pulled you in for another kiss, moaning nonstop into his mouth. you picked up a steady rhythm while riding him, moving up and down as you thread your fingers in his soft hair, feverishly making out with him. it all felt too good, he felt unreal, it became almost too much for you.
you gnawed at his lower lip when you pulled slightly away, leaving another string of your spit connected together; he drove you madly insane. his attention went soaring elsewhere now, producing wet kisses along your side profile, to your neck, gently sucking and biting on the skin to admit a reaction. a deliberate shriek leaves your mouth, feeling your muscles tighten as you tremble, he left more faint love bites to your collarbone and visible bite marks to your shoulder. he notices your struggle to stay balanced and shifts his arm, firmly on your waist to keep you in place.
âlove the way you take this dick like a pro babe, youâre fucking amazing.â he praised you over and over, his words of encouragement helping you build quicker stamina, bouncing on his cock as if you were deprived of it for months (technically speaking you were, but maybe not for that long).
âyou know i love you right princess ?â he husks, assuring that thisâll always mean something more than just sex to him, you were far from disposable, his love runs deeper than you could ever imagine.
ây-yes jake, i do. i love you t-tooâ mmh fuck !â your head plunges backward when he thrusts his cock back into you to match your movements, bringing one of his veiny hands to come rub your ass, sinking you further into him.
you kept a steady pace as you lower your middle finger to play with your clit as you rode him, the extra stimulation to your nub had your head dropping lower in reverse. you were so excruciatingly wet all you could hear were his hard breaths mixed with your soaking arousal slamming into his cock, only thing running through your mind was getting to milk him empty once you both reach your climax. a moan slips the both of your lips in unison as you scrunched your eyes shut from euphoric sense of pleasure.
âno no, look at me babyâ keep âem open.â he ordered. your eyes flicker open once again, obediently following his rules, giving him the eye contact he so desperately craves.
âlove looking at this pretty face every single fucking day,â he groans, still holding your hips securely in his grasp, âall of this is mine, mine, mine.â each time heâd say it another deep stroke would slam into your cervix. a final hit to your sweet spot had you trembling under him, crying out his name while screaming at the top of your lungsâ you can tell he was getting close too by his chest heaving and sultry grunts and moans laced with an endless loop of your name being said.
your face contorts from your nearing orgasm imploding you, the o-shape formation of your lips taking over, âg-gonna come jake⊠can feel it !â a drawn out sigh leaving your breath as you catch it.
âyeah ? gonna make a mess all over this cock ?â he felt you clench around him at his every word, your hand reaches down to your bud caressing it slowly ready to reach your high again.
âgo ahead baby, let go for me.â he grants your undying wish with those words, chasing your high as you finally let go, cream leaking down the sides of his cock.
âfuck, so good.. such a good girl for me.â he felt himself closer to the edge, âwhere do you want my cum this time babe ?â he asks impatiently.
âinside, inside me please !â you practically beg for it, eyes growing heavy, and your breathing becomes irregular. you soon felt your walls being coated with his thick, hot cum, filling you up with every last drop. you instantly collapsed onto his chest, completely drained and worn out by the end. the room remained silent for a few minutes, just enjoying each otherâs company, lost in his warm embrace.
âhmm.. what about now ?â jake broke the quite atmosphere with his random question, leaning closer to peck the side of your face, âhow does my breath smell now ??â he teased from earlierâs incident.
âoh my god, shut up,â you turned away from him with hot cheeks. âwhat does it smell like huh ?â he laughed at your embarrassed state.
âgo away !â you pushed him off of you to go do your little pee pee check. âsmells like your yummy little pussy, donnit baby !â he watched you hop into the bathroom.
âmy pee too loud ! canât hear you !!â you shut the bathroom door with a tiny giggle.
you could still hear jake hysterically laughing in the background.
2 am smut hits differentt >:33 had to post a cute lil fluffy fic for my jakey pooh cs heâs so cutieful hehehe <3
also, hii lee ik ur reading this loll ilyyy .+(ÂŽ^Ï^`)+ .
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aespaâs Yoo Jimin/Karina x Male Reader
Prequel to Not Shy
A/N: Kind of extension to Not Shy! Also, this is my last sprint before the midterms lol, Iâll be back after that and try to write something good. Kinda rough bc thereâs no beta-reading lol. Thanks for reading as always!!!
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Spring
âYou? A student council member?â
âItâs just the treasurer!â
Itâs the easiest position, according to your seniors, which seems to be much, much more credible sources than Kai, the friend you got caught in a debate with.
âJust the treasurer. Mate, have you seen the lads from last year? I swear that one of them almost died.â
âI have to build my portfolio, man. You even have your dance club!â You retort, trying to grasp on something.
âWell, itâs because I like to dance.â Kai says in a mocking tone. He doesn't mean to be condescending, of course. Heâs your best friend, after all. âDo you like to work with Excel?â
âI meanââ
âBoard games? No, too nerdy. Cheerleader? No, too demanding. And then you fucking jumped onto the student council? I swear, man, you definitely have some kind of death wish,â he says.
You sigh, surrendering to his points. Still, you're too deep in the application process to turn back now. You look back at your phone, seeing all the completed questions in the form.
âIâm not leaving you behind, still,â Kai says, patting your back. âIâll give you caffeine when you need it.â
Do you think youâre qualified to be a student council member?
Yes.
âIâm sending it now.â
âGood luck.â
Submit
Thank you for your submission. We will announce our selection by May 1st.
â
Summer
Maybe it was how the last yearâs council members turned out to be. You were the only one who applied for the treasurer's position. Hell, even the other ones arenât any more popular either. There was no one in the head of first aid, and they had to roll out another round of applications for that.
The fresh faces of the new student council members are all standing inside this meeting roomâso determined, so passionate. Their chatters fill the room up with life.
You glance around the room. Youâre familiar with some of them, walk-pasts in the hallways, sitting-fars in the classes, until one woman catches your eye.
Yoo Jimin, youâve heard that she beat the second place applicant for president by quite a margin. Her confidence is probably what makes her so alluring to the students. Also, her face, fuck, her face, sheâs the fucking epitome of perfection.
Maybe itâs the way you stare at her for just a little too long; she starts to walk towards you, and thatâs when you fell into her trap for the first time.
She stops just a step away, offering you a handshakeâfirm, assured.
âYoo Jimin,â she declaresâstern, expressionless.
âPleasure to meet you, Jimin.â You accept her grip, lips curling inward, letting out a minuscule smileârelaxed, reserved.
âWeâll be working together for the next year. Iâm looking forward to it.â She keeps it professional in the expression she makes. Thereâs nothing to be made of it, except for the fact that sheâs very reticent with her face.
You force out another small smile. âIâm also looking forward to it, Jimin.â
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âAreas! I need two tables and four chairs. Parcels, get your equipment ready.â
The first meeting between the freshmen and their seniors is always the hardest to perfect. Thereâs the idea that the first impression defines the future of the relationship between the two. So, here you are, in your facultyâs First Meet event. Youâre lucky that they let you use the air conditioners on the d-day. Those fucking run-throughs got you all melted.
You have little work to do today, having managed the proposals and preparing to do the post-production stuff. So, youâre at the core teamâs table, playing whatever your old laptop can handle, untilâ
âAre you free?â
You look up from your screen to see the angelic figure that is Yoo Jimin standing in front of you, towering you with ease with you sitting in your seat.
âUhâ,â you can only let out a hesitation.
âI guess youâreââ she bends over the desk to see the gaming screen, before letting out a small laugh. ââfree?â
âYâYes, Jimin.â A slight view of her cleavage can be seen with her posture, and you have to do your best to find something else to look at.
âGood. Can you help us carry a few tables?â
You look at your frail armsâshouldâve done some more work at the gym. âIf you want me to tear my biceps.â
Jimin chuckles, before closing on your ear, left hand pressing on your right thigh, âDonât worry that you wouldnât be able to jerk off, treasurer. I can do it for you.â
You freeze, not believing the words coming out of her mouth. Did she just say that? Such lewd words?
Jimin, sensing your tensed up body, pulls back from you and laughs. âOh my god, look at you. I was just fucking with you!â
âGood grief, Jimin. You couldâve killed me,â you huff.
She shoots back a beam. âCome on, letâs get to work.â
â
Fall
The clicking sound of your keyboard and the scratches of the bills youâre arranging permeates the room this evening. Jimin is sitting on the other side of the trash-ridden tableâstationeries, snack wrapsâeyes unfocused as she swipes one short video after another. Her thoughts seem to be elsewhere now. Dinner? Bed? Someone? Youâll never know.
âFucking hell, this bitch again,â she mutters under her breath, which you catch. You look up from the budget plan youâre working on, meeting her eyes.
âSorry, Tinder stuff.â
You return her a tiny smile before going back to inputting the bills. Still, you can hear Jiminâs tossing and turning in her chair as she seems to type something into her phone, before smashing her thumb on the right side of its poor screen. You canât help but let out a chuckle, one that she catches.
âYeah, itâs pathetic, isnât it?â Jimin rhetorizes, placing her phone on the table. âA student president that just canât find any partner.â
You shrug, still typing, âWell, the work is gruelling.â And she chuckles at your statement.
âYeah, I guess so. But itâs just, how to explain?â She furrows her eyebrows, tapping her chin to seek the right word in the air, before coming to an answer. âI just canât find the right person, you know? Half of the line is gone once I show any bit of confidence, and the other half are, well, clingy ass bitches.â
You smile back at her, trying to give her some solace in solitude. âIâm sure youâll find the right person soon, Jimin. You likeâhave the whole faculty in your hands.â
She gives you a weak smile. âYou always have pleasant words for everyone, treasurer.â
You smile back before returning to your accounting work, unbeknownst to the light bulb brightening up inside her head.
âSo, howâs your love life?â She asks, rising from the other side. She leans forward ever so slightly, hands supporting her frame on the white table, slightly revealing the valley of her breasts.
You break yourself from the laptop, once again, meeting her cleavage in your line of sight for a split second. Itâs magnetic, but youâre able to resist it, for now.
âHmm?â
âI mean⊠you donât seem to be an awful choice for women, or men, judging from⊠how many months?â
âFour,â and you gulp.
âYeah, four months with you, my treasurer. But Iâve never quite caught you being involved in anything,ââshe stands up straight, before slowly striding towards your seat, hips swaying at each nifty stepââromantic.â
You clench your eyes ever so tightly at her alluring motionâthe swaying hips, the crossing stepsâas if thereâs anything to examine but her burning lust. âWell, Jimin, I donât think the passive mid-table guys get much,â you state.
âIs that so? Because you donât seem to belong at the mid-table.â The distance between you two is shrinking, slowly. And with a few more small steps, you find her towering over you, chest basking in front of your face.
Jimin bends down slowly, revealing just a slight sight of her gorgeous cleavage. The poor crop top is struggling to hold her supple flesh within, even with the workshop shirt helping. You shift just slightly in your seat.
Your eyes are doing their best to resist the magnetic force, but her big brown eyes aren't a sanctuary, either.
âThanks, miss president.â
Her Dior Jâadore is enrapturing you.
âYou know, I notice the perfume you wear every day, even if itâs just CK One.â She forces sultry into her perceptive words, and to say, it works. She drags her right middle finger along the length of your arm, lighting a fire in its trail.
You try to keep your composure; it works, for now. She doesnât seem to notice the sweat hanging off your forehead yet.
âOr how you dress so damn well to class, even if itâs some fuckass subject,â Jimin continues, tracing her hands up to your forearm now.
Your breath hitches, and you can just connect the dots so easily.
âWâWhy me, though, Jimin?â
âOh, clever boy, I just need the real thing, thatâs all,â she coos. Her digits are playing with the line of your collarbones now.Â
âSee, Iâm just so fucking sick of myâwell, whatâs the word, devices. Theyâre pleasurable, sure, but unlike a real person, which in this caseâis youââ Her hand grabs your chin from behind, and you canât find any resistance. Her sonic reduces into a sensual whisper into your ear. ââthey lack warmth.â
âSâSo, do you want to haveââ
âSex? Yes, I want you inside me, baby. I want you body clashing against mine, while you moan my name like youâre some common whore.â
Itâs haywire, your mind. You are lost in herâher voice, her face, her body, everything thatâs about Jimin. Is she really inviting you to have sex with her? Is this interaction even real?
âSo, what do you say, wanna go somewhere after this? Somewhereâsmall, somewhereâprivate.â Her voice dives into a whisper beside your ear, and you can feel a smile forming beside it. âIâm sure you can work on your billsâanywhere.â
You stare forward, trying to look unfazed to cover your crumbling composure.
âIâI can work on the bills anywhere, Jimin.â Your voice betrays you.
She gives a quiet laugh, âGood to know, treasurer,â before lightly grabbing your chin, with her index and middle finger resting on your lips. Are they seeking silence or entry?
Slowly, they push your upper lip ever so slightly, eliciting a whimper from you. Fuck, is she trying toâ
âYou know what to do, baby.â
Rejection.
Hesitation.
Submission.
You open your mouth for herânow courtesy of Yoo Jimin. You take in her fingers. Theyâre cold from the air conditioner. Bite. Lick. Swallow. You close your eyes while doing so, absorbing her taste with your tongue. You feel youâre under her controlâso submissive. Itâs ecstatic.
âGod, do you like being called a whore? Because youâre acting like one right now,â Jimin asks.
You profusely nod at her statement, continuing to suck on her fingers.
âThen keep doing it, whore.â
Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you can hear her giggle. And as your vision comes back to her, the free hand is rubbing against her clothed core now. Mewling sounds can be heard.
âGod, keep sucking it, baby. Iâve never cummed as fast as this before.â
âNgh.â And you keep sucking her fingers.
A sound of the door stops you in your tracks though.
âGuys, I need a few chairsâam I interrupting something?â
Ning Yizhuo, head of student welfare, barges into the room. She stares straight at you two. Good thing Jimin pulls her digits out and puts them behind her back before Yizhuoâs eyes catch sight of you glistening on her, leaving you stranded in your burning desire for your president.
Maybe itâs the way your eyes are still fluttering. Maybe itâs the way your mouth ever so slightly hangs open. Maybe itâs your quick breaths.
Yizhuo wants to know whatâs up.
âWeâre justââ Jimin tries to find the right word in your eyes. Her blinks are rapid. Sheâs concerned. Sheâs afraid.
âYouâreâwhat?â Yizhuo isnât a patient figure. Sheâs trying to gauge something out of Karina.
âIâIâm adjusting his posture! OâOur dear treasurer has a bad sitting posture andââ
âCut the shit, Jimin. What the fuck did you guys do?â
âSâSee, heâs sitting a lot, you know? BâBills. Accounting. Excel stuff.â Jiminâs brows hint at the concern within her chuckle. She pushes the middle of your back to set you straight up. As you follow her move, Yizhuo clenches her eyes.
âJust get me some chairs and donât fuck inside this room.â
â
Jimin swings her door open, and as expected, every single bit of it is immaculately kept clean. Thereâs not a single piece of trash on the floor of her white room; the table is meticulously arranged; the bed is folded. Thereâs a Meteora vinyl placed on her shelf. God, what a tasteful woman.
âDrop your bag.â
You comply as she also does so.
And she immediately pounces on your body, consuming your taste and scent at your nape. Her lips are wet, sending shocks through your pliant frame.
âMmph, keep this perfume, baby. I just wanna have this scent of you every day.â
Itâs CK One.
She plants her kisses along your neckâstanding up straightâever so determined to make you hers. Her hands lock your shifting, shaking body in place, despite being so eager to feel every inch of youâup and down.
âSoâpliant, soâsubmissive,â she whispers.
âI wouldnât go that far,â you deflect, trying to have a hold of the battle. Thereâs a glint of brattiness inside you that wants to resist her just a little, just before you give in.
âIs that so?â Jimin mewls, before pushing you onto the bed.
âIâm not letting you have me that easily, miss president,â you say with your back against her soft cushion. Jimin is straddling her lean, lengthy legs over yours. She looks so damn tall from this viewâyou lying beneath her.
âSucking my fingers, then decide to be a bratty bitch right nowââ She lightly taps the tip of your nose, also scrunching hers. ââI like that.â
You say nothing, giving her just a wink from below.
âOh, baby, Iâll have you scream my name so many times.â
âFucking make me then.â
And fires ignite in her eyes.
She dives onto your left earânibbling, biting, swallowing, whatever she can do with her mouth without tearing your auricle off. Her deep moans send suppressed shudders through your neurons.
Jimin spreads saliva all over your ear, no sign of relenting. Slurping sounds of her flesh ring in your head. She plants each lick with purpose, and it sends jolts and jolts through your body. Still, youâre far from falling apartâtethered on the ground.
âTsk, iâis this the best yâyou can do?â
âOh, baby, youâre already stuttering? I can do more if you want~,â she tastefully threatens. Then, she brings her right hand into play, tilting your chin up. Your mouth is right beside her neck. The pale smoothness of her skin is presented in front of you, and you just canât help butâ
âFâFuck!â Jimin yells, clearly enraptured with the swipes of tongue you are giving her. Still, she keeps spreading her saliva on your ear as if itâs hers (itâs hers).
âOh, bâbaby boy, maybe you can use your tâtongue on other things instead,â she whines.
âYour cunt?â You keep stretching your tongue onto her nape, getting a taste of her sweat.
She pulls back from you, robbing the sensations away from your throat. âClever, now just lie like this. Iâm riding your pretty face.â
Jimin then takes off her purple lace panties, giving you a hint of her wet cuntâunshavedâas she lifts her leg, before stuffing the garment onto your nose. Fuck, her musk is so intense; you can just die happily right here.
âYou just love it, donât you?â
You sheepishly nod, pressing her panties against your nose even tighter, eliciting laughs from her sinful mouth.
âI think thatâs enough, baby. I wanna fuck your face now,â she says, before tossing away the filthy garment.
Jimin then moves forward on her knees, bringing her heat closer and closer to your face. God, the fact that sheâs unshaved only brings you higher. You need to slurp her juice; you need it on your face, youâ
âReady?â
Her cunt is hovering above you now, sheâs pulling her skirt up, letting you see her face for the last time before being buried under her.
You nod.
And she sinks onto your face.
The first contact is soft, so, so soft. Youâre practically making out with pussy, as she shakes above you erratically. There isnât much light, with her skirt darkening your vision of whatâs around, but itâs like youâd complain. Youâre eating your student president out in her room, and youâre doing it so, so well that it sends shivers through her body, again and again.
âNgh, fâfuck!â Jimin shouts from aboveâthe things youâd do to see her face right now, to see an effect youâre having on her.
You say nothing, just keep lapping up her folds enthusiastically. Her juice drips into your mouthâsweet.
Jimin starts to grind her hips, as the moans grow louder. Sheâs getting wetter, and youâre still happily drinking her sugary nectarâdrunk with it.
âAh, ah, yâyouâre doing well, my treasurer.â
You give her a thumbs up. You keep licking her cunt as if your life is depending on it. She moans so loud; everyone on this floor is probably going to hear that, but you donât care anymore. The only thing in your head right now is to please Jiminâonly Yoo Jimin.
And you can feel her thighs tense, shaking with pleasure. Sheâs going to cum. Her moans grow more chaotic and shorter than they were.
âFuck, fuck, Iâm cumming, Iâm cumming, fuck!â
She cums hard, collapsing onto the bed, cunt still on your face, ass up in the air. Her core clenches and clenches on your face, and she just forgets to breathe as her hips convulse.
âNo squirt today, huh?â you joke from below.
She snaps back into the situation sheâs in, sneering, âFuck off, donât fucking play stupid with me, whâwhore.â
You laugh, âAlright, alright, letâs get to the main course, shall we?â
âYâYeah.â
Jimin lifts off from you, leaving a string of her lubricant between your lips and her cunt.
âGod, thatâs hot,â you just canât help but say it.
She giggles, and you can now see the sweat forming on her forehead; thereâs beauty in it.
You two, in a haste, discard all of your clothes until youâre left with nothingâjust bare bodies on the bed together. Youâre sitting opposite of her, expecting her to say something.
She looks ethereal under the room light. The messy hair, the perfect features, the bare body, they all combine into the epitome of perfection right in front of you. Fuck, sheâs gorgeous.
âCan I suck your tits?â you mutter. Fuck reticence, you need her, now.
She chuckles. âSure, but only if Iâm on top of you.â
âYou just have to find a way to dominate me, donât you?â you huff.
âDonât say it like you donât like it, baby.â She caresses your cheeks, and you shiver at her touch.
You lie down, as she slowly eclipses the light above both of you. Her large breasts are hanging down so close to your face. Andâ
âFâFuck!â
You latch your mouth on her right breast as if itâs innate, with your hand kneading on the other. She lets out empyrean moans that only makes you want to suck on them even more. God, you can do this all day.
And not wanting to wait anymore, she impales her cunt with your cock, and you can only moan into her tits. This sensation, itâs overwhelming. Her velvety walls are hugging you so, so tightly. Itâs so warm. Sheâs warm.
âFuck,â she groans, eyes rolling into the back of her head. âYour cock is so well-bent, baby. Itâs hitting my g-spot so good.â
âTâThanks, JâJimin.â Your mind is so damn clouded by the pleasure that you can say nothing but her name right now.
And a crack starts to form when she movesâup and down. Her unshaved cunt dragging along your digit, emanating pleasure all over your body from the core.
âBâBabe, câcan you stop sâsucking my tits?â she pleads.
You pull yourself out of her mounds, as sheâs still riding you like thereâs no tomorrow, and you let out small moans at each contact. âWâWhat? Ngh.â
âI wanna kiss you.â
You freeze under her. Sheâs still motioning herself to squeeze the cum out of you, whimpering each time your cock hits the hilt. Is it a confession? Does she loveâ
âBâBabe,â she brings you back to the mortal world.
âYâYeah, kiss me.â
She invades your mouth as if it wasnât already hers at the second she sits on your face. Your tongues intertwine in a quest to declare their feelings of their owners.
Your hands are still squeezing her breasts. Itâs addictive. You press and press into her flesh just to feel her as much as you can. This might as well be the only body you want to have just to yourself, as you dedicate yours to her. Every curve, every contour, every limb, you want her; you want her to want you; you need her. This kiss, fuck, itâs doing wonders to you.
Sheâd be the one to break off from the kiss to pant above you, hips still smashing into yours in a perfect rhythm.
âWâWanna go out with me?â she asks.
Sheâs desperate, all the Tinder dates, all theâ
âBabe, IâI fucking know that itâs desperate, yes or no. Fuck those Tinder dates, fuck those guys and girls, IâI want to go out with you, tâtreasurer,â she pants.
Maybe itâs her Jâadore thatâs permeating all over you. Maybe itâs the way your hips are clashing into each other. Maybe, just maybe, itâs the glint in her eyes.
But if you have to recall, itâd be the confidence sheâs radiating in clashing your flesh together just right now.
You nod.
Jimin smiles, pulling you into another kiss. You swear it can tear you apart if you have to let this woman goâfiguratively.
She pulls off, her breaths becoming shorter and shorter again. âCâCan you cum with me, baby?â
Again, you nod, smiling. Itâs inside your loins, building up, building up. Your body tenses up beneath her, same as hers. Itâs there. Itâs there.
âFuck, baby, breed me. Iâm yours, just breed me, justâugh!â
And her whole body freezes, juices flowing onto your crotch. Her face is contorted by the pleasure coursing through her. Again, she forgets to breathe, back arching. You donât slow down, though. Your orgasm is coming too.
âBâBabeâah!â
It breaks. You busy yourself inside her to the hilt. Just like her, you forget to breathe. You shoot spurts of your seed deep into her womb, intending to breed her as her wish. Your cock shakes inside her, as she moans at each twitch.
It subsides, eventually. The shots get softer and softer to the point the cum just dribbles off the tip of you now. Fuck, your juices even leak out of her cunt onto your crotch, mixed together.
âFâFuck,â is all she can say, before collapsing onto you, chest pressed up against yours.
âThe planâs still up?â
âYeah.â
And she slips to the side, embracing you from behind, as you two doze off in the nocturne.
â
âCan I use your toothbrush?â
A long drag of uncertainty comes from the outside. Sun has risen hours ago, yet you two are still in the drowsy state.
âOr do I have to kiss you again for the answer, Jimin?â
âPut your morning breath away from me!â
At least sheâs quick with her riposte.
As you brush your teeth, naked, she saunters into the bathroom, still similarly bare from last night. Her breasts bounce ever so slightly with each step in the mirror. Despite the disheveled appearance, her natural beauty shines through the messâa seraphic being, one might say.
âHa, yeah, I know Iâm pretty, baby,â she says. âPeople would kill to have a body like me.â
You finish your clean up, before saying, âYouâre insufferable, you know?â
Jimin laughs, before giving you a quick peck on the cheek, emanating mellow all over your face. Fuck, you can feel the blood rushing to your erection now.
âYou too, babe.â She smiles, before grabbing her mouthwash for a gargling.
Your cock, again, finds the condition to rise in front of this woman. Itâs twitching, and you just have to turn back before she notices it.
Still, her sharp eyes find you, and she gives you a small slap on your bare ass, sending pleasure rushing through your body.
âHey!â she growls with the mouthwash, before quickly disposing of it. âYouâre fucking hard again?â
âIâIâIâuhââ
Jimin then presses herself up against your back, arms ever so tightly trapping you from behind in a hug. Itâs warm. Sheâs warm.
âLet me, baby,â she whispers against your wobbling right ear. âI canât have my co-workersâ needs go unsated.â
âFâFucking hell.â
In one careful motion, Jimin slides her arms down to your erection, right hand grabbing the length. âWouldnât mind some respect from my baby boy~â Her grip and the languid, careful strokes make your legs wobble.
âTsk, nâno fucking way, JâJimin,â you muster any inhibition you have left to deflect.
âWell, then.â Jimin then tightens her hold on your cock, transpiring both pain and pleasure to you. âHow about now?â
âNghhhh, fâfuck,â you cry out, the contorted expression appears in the mirror.
âJust like that, baby, moan for me. Show me who owns you,â Jimin coos, loosening her hold a slight, still keeping the adagio tempo.
âNnnh, JâJimin.â
âGood boy, good boy,â she murmurs.
She drags her filthy hand up and down your cock so leisurely, finding the rhythm for your pliancy. She strokes and strokes to build you up to the second release with her, this time by her hand.
It feels like eternityâthe way her unhurried digits find the pace that would make you want so much more, or how she whispers âgood boyâ into your ear every time she wants a whiff of reassurance of control. Itâs like she needs one, anyway, judging by how youâre moaning like a bitch right now.
âGod, youâre making so much sound for me.â The way she swipes her index finger at the tip of your cock on each stroke, fuck, you can fall onto the floor right here and now. âWanna see your face in the mirror, baby?â
You turn your head leftwards to find reflections of a contorted face and a grin side by side. Her hand is diligent as everâbuilding you up to your inevitable release.
âWhat do you say, baby? Wanna see our faces in the mirror?â she inquires again. You can feel a mischievous smile beside your ear.
âNgnh, aâalright.â
With ease, she forces your body to turn into your image of the ball of lustâthe shower of kisses on your neck; the hand sliding up and down your cock; the thigh pressing up against your ass. You shift and shift within her restraint, and that seems to only fuel her fire.
âMoan some more for me, baby. I wanna hear your voice. I want my men moaning.â
You comply, letting out a series of whimpers just for your student president. The sensation of her hand is so damn enthrallingâeach slide, each nick of a finger, each twist of her wrist, they are all designed to make you surrender to her.
âGood boy. Your moans are so pleasing to hear, you know that?â
âNngh, tâthanks, Jimin.â
âWanna up the ante, baby? I can do it faster~â As if her languid tempo isnât already doing its job in trapping you inside her overflowing lust.
You hesitate, finding yourself wanting this act to go on to such lengths, maybe even when the sun sets again. Being under her comforting warmth is too satisfying.
âIâI donât know, Jimin.â
âOh, this baby canât decide? Guess Iâll just have toââ
She suddenly lets go of your length, cutting your string of desire so easily. You whine, as Jimin lets out a laugh.
âDonât!â you say in a rush, and letting go the hand you havenât realized youâve been holdingâhers.
Jimin giggles. âSay please, baby.â She tightens her hug on you, squeezing the plea out.
Your eyes meet hers in the mirror.
âPlease, Jimin.â
âGood boy.â And she wraps her hand around your erection again, casually stroking it.
âNgh.â
The sound of her jerking your shaft fills the room. Itâs heavenlyâher voluptuous chest pressing up against your arching back with right hand busy sliding on your rod. She does it so cleanlyâthe technique, the pace. You swear you will cum by the second she whispers another âgood boyâ into your welcoming ears.
As if she knows your inevitable release, she seeks a higher speed on your cock, stroking it with a swiftness that tries to draw out your moan and your cum as much as she can.
âNgh, JâJimin,â you whimper.
âOh, gonna cum already, baby?â Jimin giggles at your crumble, before giving a peck on your left cheek. âGo on, cum for me. Cum, just like you did last night inside me.â
White spots start to form within your vision. Your breaths become more erratic. Itâs there. Itâs there.
âJimin~â
And you explode all over her mirror, painting white streaks on it. You are left with ecstasy on your face as Jimin smiles at your release. Your body shrieks and shudders in her embrace. Your cock twitches in her hand, sending flying ropes of cum everywhere. Fuck.
âYes, baby, just like that.â Her voice is deepâso seductive.
You continue to shake in her hold, not being able to subside from your high so quickly. Your release grows lighter and lighter in her hand, until it comes out in drops, finally letting you catch your breath.
âGood boy,â Jimin says, before forcing your body towards hers. You are spun around, and she gives you a kiss.
Itâs short, but itâs powerfulâno tongue fighting for dominance, no slurping sounds, just a kiss.
And she pulls back from it once sheâs satisfied, judging from the smile on her face.
âWanna do this again?â she asks.
âDefinitelyâwellâmaybe. You know Yizhuo would beat our asses if she catches us again, right?â
âJust shut up, babe. She wonât know if youâre good with secrets like me.â
You pout, bringing out a laugh from her.
Winter
âItâs going well, isnât it?â Kai asks.
You give him a small smile. âItâs bearable, yeah.â
âGood to know, good to know.â He then takes a sip of his latte from his cup, looking outside.
âFuck, I forgot to ask you this,â you say. âAre you seeing anyone?â
âOh yeah! In fact, thereâs a woman I've been seeing recently, Yizhuo. You probably know her, right? You guys are working together,â Kai answers.
âOh,â you utter. âOh.â
He chuckles, before continuing, âYeah, I know itâs weirdââ
âNo, no, not at all, bro,â you deflect with a chuckle along with him. âIâm happy that youâre happy.â
Kai, still chuckling, inquires, âHow about you? Itâs gotta be more than âbearableâ for you to be all happy like this.â
You give him a smile.
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Renegade
summary: You discover one of Aemondâs biggest secrets and are reminded of the horrors of his past on a night out with your oldest brother, Aegon.
pairing: Implied Aemond Targaryen x Sister!Reader
word count: 1.5k
warnings: alcohol consumption, mention of SA, Aegon is Aegon, mention of incest, angst.
note: This was meant to be a self indulgent drabble! lol, but if yâall like it maybe I can make a smutty part 2? Hehe ⊠feedback is appreciated
With your thirteenth name day came great change. It was a grand celebration: A feast filled with music and dancing, various lords and ladies from throughout the seven kingdoms came to celebrate you and Aemond. Though it also meant you and Aemond being separated from one another. This year your mother had declared you would no longer share chambers. You had started your moonblood and Aemond was becoming a man; sharing a room would be deemed inappropriate. Aemond swore to you that he would come visit you each night.
You had spent the majority of your name day feast simply enjoying Aemondâs company. Nestled in one of the corners of the throne room, sharing lemon cake as you people watched. You tried to get Helaena to dance with you, but she was preoccupied; chasing a moth that had flown in through one of the widows. Your eldest brother, Aegon, was drowning in his cups, bothering any serving girl that came within twenty feet of him. In all truth, you were happy to just soak in the atmosphere with Aemond. Just the two of you, as it was meant to be, as it had always been. Your time with Aemond was interrupted by Ser Criston, asking for your hand in an innocent dance. After your motherâs sworn protector spun you around the room for a third time, you caught your balance. Your eyes locked with Aemondâs as Aegon dragged him from the throne room and into the night.
The hours dragged on as you sat in your new apartments. You anxiously awaited Aemondâs arrival, the last remaining piece of lemon cake and a small figurine of Vhagar you carved for him as a gift sat on your bedside table. When Aemond showed up at your door, the bright eyed boy you had seen just hours before was no longer there. His good eye was red and puffy and his stare was vacant. The cake and wooden dragon soon forgotten.
âWhat has Aegon done to you?â
Things had changed in the weeks since your fatherâs death, as well as the events that occurred above Stormâs End. Aemond had grown distant from you. Your time together grew scarce.
It was now a quiet afternoon in the keep when you overheard Aegon and his guards' future plans for the evening.
âYouâre going to Flea Bottom tonight,â you say to your brother matter-of-factly, âI wish to accompany you.â
Aegon scoffs at you, furring his brow.
âWhat would Aemond think of this?â
âAemond does not control me. He is barely ever around as of late,â you admit sheepishly.
Aegonâs eyes narrowed at this, a sly grin appearing on his face.
âIs that what this is about? Is our dear brother not giving you the attention you need?â He drawled as his fingers ghosted the underside of your breast before you swatted his hand away.
âNo,â you lied, âI am simply bored.â
It was not a total lie, you were bored. It seemed as though all of your siblings had important roles to play while you were cast to the side. Forced to be imprisoned in the Red Keep until you were bargained off to marry some Lord for a political alliance.
You enthusiastically followed your brother through the winding streets of Flea Bottom as he led the way to a small tavern. The narrow, dirty streets were packed with all sorts of people; merchants and beggars alike, small children clinging to their motherâs skirts. You watched in amusement as stray cats darted around you.
The smell of ale, smoke, and sweat filled your nostrils as you stepped inside Aegonâs dingy tavern of choice. Clearly no place for a princess and far from what you were used to. You felt yourself naturally gravitate closer to your brother as you took in the appearance of the rough-looking patrons.
Aegon had announced your arrival, offering drinks as a pleasure from the crown. With that he heeded a warning: Any fool of a man who dare look at you the wrong way this evening may face the wrath of Aemond One Eye and a death by dragonfire.
As the hours went on and the wine flowed, you found you were having the time of your life. You drank and danced and sang. You had temporarily forgotten all of your troubles. The war that loomed over your familyâs head, the loss of your nephew. You had wished Aemond was there to experience the fun with you. You hoped wherever he was, he was having fun as well. You silently thanked your brother for allowing you this small taste of freedom.
âCome on,â Aegon encouraged the young squire, âthere is a madam here somewhere who is perfect for you,â he drawled. âI came here when I was your age, my brother as wellâŠ. This madam has a thing for the younger ones.â
You sobered up at Aegonâs words. He was taking the young boy to her. The woman who hurt Aemond. You were unable to protest as Aegon snaked his hand around your waist, pulling you close to him. You felt warmth in your bones as his fingers dug into your flesh.
âCome sister,â Aegon chirped, âthis should be entertaining, but stay close to me.â
A curtain was pulled back and to your utter shock and dismay: Aemond was there, suckling at the breast of an older woman like a newborn babe.
You found it difficult to witness but even more difficult to look away. You continued to watch in bewilderment as Aemond tore himself away from the woman. Aegon erupted into a fit of laughter, practically falling over at the sight. You couldnât blame him, a nervous laugh threatened to escape your own lips.
You managed to turn away, diverting your gaze to the squire boy who was looking on in horror. You covered his eyes with the palm of your hand, earning snickers from Aegonâs guards, you glared at them.
âWhat the fuck is she doing here?â you hear Aemond grumble to Aegon, clearly referring to you.
âWhy would you bring her here?â Aemond questions, yet Aegon is still laughing.
You glance over and meet the gaze of the madam your twin brother sits beside. She studies your face, and a look of guilt is evident on hers. She is the woman from your thirteenth name day, no doubt, she has to be. You are unable to deny she is attractive. Her features are soft, welcoming, motherly. You can almost see her appeal. Suddenly you feel ill, and it is not the wine.
âAegon! I would like to leave now!â You blurt out in a panic, unsure of where to look or how to even behave.
The king ignores you and instead stumbles onto the bed with Aemond. Taunting him, making crude jokes at his expense, mocking him. Barking like a damn dog.
Any positive thoughts you had about your eldest brother in the hours before were now gone. In an instant, it is as if you are all children again. Aemond is that defenseless little boy in the dragon pit. A mere plaything for Aegon and his cronies.
A never ending cycle, so it seemed.
âAegon! You have said enough!â you scold him, he ignores you yet again.
If Aemond was embarrassed, he did not show it. You finally avert your gaze to his as he stands up abruptly, fully exposed. He is beautiful in this light. You wish everyone in the room could look at Aemond the way you did. You try and fail to look anywhere but below his waist.
âYour squire is welcome to her,â Aemond states coldly, his face emotionless, âany whore is as good as another.â
You find yourself wincing at his words in disbelief. Aemond was not one to ever disrespect a woman. Especially in the presence of others. In the presence of you. You watch the older womanâs face closely, she has the audacity to look betrayed. You wish you could feed her to your dragon. You are interrupted from your thoughts of her burning flesh when Aemond approaches you.
âHad your fun?â He asks through gritted teeth as he passes you, glaring over his shoulder when he does not receive an answer.
âCome now, we are leaving.â
Aegon snickers, now taking Aemondâs place next to the madam. He shooâs you out of the room as he pats the bed, motioning for the young squire to sit.
âWould you look at that? A Targaryen princess, jealous of a common whore! Gods, our family is fucked up.â
âYou are unlike anyone I have ever met,â you say to your brother. It isnât a compliment. You want to cry.
âMust you ruin everything for everyone?â
âYouâre welcome!â Is all he says as you dart out of the room and after your twin brother.
What Aegon seems to forget is Aemond is no longer that defenseless boy in the dragon pit. He is a man grown, with a vengeance and a thirst for blood. May the Gods take pity on you all.
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HI I LOVED UR HYPERSEXUAL FEM READER HEADCANONS UR WRITING IS SO GOOD
Soo I'm here to request the vees (mainly vox but idc) x hypersexual Fem reader pleasee đđ
if not that's okay and I hope you have a nice day/night!! feel free to delete this lol
-xoxo, Ari
THANK YOU <3333 i love the vees and ive been looking for an excuse to write them so this is perfect
vees with hypersexul reader
going with the same scenario as last time- you've just finished a round and (char) is spent but you're already ready to go again
ăâ vox âă
â he seems like a 2 rounds kinda guy so after that second round and yall are just laying there he is SPENT
â so when you roll over to lay on his chest like "one more time?" with a little smile on your face, as if yall did not just violently fuck it takes him a moment
â he's spent, so spent. but he really wants to please you
â he'd get used to it tbh. like he's mentally prepared everytime now but maybe sometimes he can do a round 3
â he'd resort to toys i think, only the best for his girl <3
â there's also something he loves about getting to hold you and watch you writhe in pleasure and he just gets to watch
â he'd always take your preferences into mind with toys too. like if you want smth specific he's got it for you
â i feel like he might prefer if yall are spent at the same time so the foreplay goes CRAZY
â like it's not just foreplay it's actual rounds of getting you to cum before the main event yk
â or sometimes he'll just ask if it'd be okay to be done for the night when he is
â he doesn't mind either way but he'd definitely want to communicate about it
â so yeah it might take him a little bit to adjust bit he'd be just fine!
ăâ valentino âă
â okay let's be real this man fucks A LOT so he can probably do like. 3 or 4 lengthy rounds before he's tapped out
â it's making me giggle about it but like okay val is a kinky guy, and like especially if the first time yall do anything it's a little bit rougher he is SHOCKED when you're down for more
â he's prly into something like overstim where normally you kinda gotta reel from it after so when he's done and it takes you like. a minute or two to be like "do you wanna do it again?" he judt looks down at you so confused
â he takes a moment, blinking. he'd definitely ask if you're kidding or smth and then finding out you're not he has to take a moment
â like, he finds it fucking awesome but jesus christ he's finally met hsi match
â he might use toys on you or go down on you, depends how he's feeling tbh
â i think he'd lean towards going down on you, idk he just seems like he'd be a bit of a munch.
â and if you're okay with it when yall fuck in the future he's constantly just seeing how far you can go before you're spent
â long story short he's totally chill abt it when he gets used to it and thinks it's fucking great
ăâ velvette âă
â okay im literally giggling and kicking my feet while typing this
â she seems like a 2 or 3 round kind of gal
â idk femxfem sex doesn't really go in rounds ime but like. yk.
â so after she's spent, she's like so ready to cuddle up and sleep. but then you're caressing her cheek, nuzzling into her neck. "again?" you murmur and she has to take a moment
â cause like, she's just super surprised you're still ready for another.
â she'd ask the most questions abt it. like she'd want to just know more so she can support you better
â she'd go down on you tho! anytime! she definitely has toys but she seems like the type to be more inclined to eat you out
â if she gets tired of that she'd use a toy on you. but she stays engaged the whole time, super attentive.
â she's a service switch so like getting to keep you pleased like this makes her feel good and she doesn't mind at all
â once again, all of them would embrace it and they do not mind at all!
â if you guys with the poly hc for the vees i think it just makes it so much better for them to know it's really hard to burn you out
â i loved this request ty <3
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Can you do Aemond x f!reader? And the reader being a lot like Helaena (I'm projecting lol, I want an autistic reader basically). Just fluff between them, maybe newlywed?
Learn to Love you - Aemond Targaryen x WifeReader
summary: Aemond tries to understand his new wife, but you are too much like his sister. He can't get through to you. One evening he tries it with direct confrontation and is rewarded with a glimpse of you and hope for the future. After this evening his wife is not a complete stranger anymore.
words: 2.818
warnings: softAemond, a bit angst
a/n: based on the request above. Unfortunately it didn't turn out quite as fluffy as it should. I hope you like it anyway :) I'm not autistic myself and don't want to hurt any feelings with the portrayl of the Reader. I based her on Helaena in the show.
Gif not mine// English is not my first language// no use of Y/N // AO3 // not proofread// requests are open
Aemond moves quietly through the halls of his home. The Red Keep slowly goes calm. The sun has already set, and most have retreated to their private chambers. Aemond is tired and longs for his own chambers and his bed. He had spent the evening a little longer than usual talking with Ser Criston. The sworn shield of his mother and he had trained together in the courtyard in the morning. Criston had discussed a few improvements with him. If his sore muscles would allow it, Aemond would try out the improvements tomorrow. But before he can retreat for the evening, he still has a task to complete. He still has his evening visit with his wife to attend to.
His marriage is not really how he imagine it would be. It's been almost a week since you two got married. You've known each other for 10 days. When you arrived at the Red Keep and he saw you for the first time, he had been relieved. A pretty face and a friendly smile had greeted him. Aemond tried to get to know you and realized that you are more than just a pretty face. You are nice, polite, smart, well-read, but strange. Often you drift off into your own world. Captured by your thoughts. You will be in a place where Aemond cannot follow you. And he quickly realized that you can't stand it when he touches you.
During your wedding ceremony, you didn't touch him more than necessary. The touch of your lips almost triggered a panic attack for you. You tore your hand away from his. Aemond would have liked to hold your hand a little longer. On this night, he did not dare to lay with you. This didnÂŽt change over the last week, so you are still a maiden. Not that Aemond has told anyone, and as far as he knows, you haven't said a word either.
Maybe it's because he is a stranger to you? Aemond doesn't really know what to do. He doesn't like the situation. But he also doesn't know how he should change it. His usual solution, Vhagar, will definitely not work here.
He tried to seek advice from his brother. I don't know. With Helaena, it was different. I knew her well before we got married. For your wife, you are just a stranger. Aegon is right but Aemond didn't know how to change that.
So he went to his mother. Give her time to get to know you.
Both pieces of advice only led him to visit you every evening and try to get to know you. However, you mostly sit there in awkward silence and do not look at each other. You still feel uncomfortable in his presence he knows this.
Arriving at your chambers, he takes a deep breath once more and steps inside. The room is still lit by a few candles. He closes the door and watches as you pace restlessly in front of the fireplace.
"You are later than usual." you say, stopping in your movement. Now that Aemond is here, the unrest fades a little. Still, it bothers you that he doesn't come to visit you during his usual time frame. It's actually almost time for you to call your maids so they can help you change and you can go to sleep.
âI apologize for being late.â Aemond says even though he doesn't understand why it bothers you. Have you already gotten your hopes up that he won't come today? You look at him for a moment and then nod.
Without saying a word, you sit down in the armchair by the fireplace where you sit every evening. Aemond takes off his sword belt and places his weapon next to the door. He had considered that it might make you nervous that he carries a sword with him. So he puts down his weapon every evening before he sits down with you. Fortunately, you know nothing about the dagger in his boot.
Aemond even had a dagger made for you as a wedding gift. A beautiful weapon, with a gracefully curved handle and on the blade, just before the hilt begins, is a small dragon embossed that is inspired by Vhagar. Aemond hasn't had the chance to give you this gift yet. He knows that you need to get to know him better in order to understand the thought behind it. You should always be able to protect yourself, in case he might not be able to someday.
He shakes off the thought and sits down in the other armchair next to the fireplace. You don't look at him, but into the flames. Just like every evening. When you start to speak in a quiet voice he almost flinches.
"Why are you later than usual?" your hands are playing with the fabric of your skirt. You haven't changed for the night yet. YouÂŽre never when Aemond comes into your chambers. Even your hair is still braided into tight braids. Aemond feels like a visitor in his wife's chambers.
"I discussed my training with Ser Criston. There were a few problems this morning," he replies honestly.
Your face shows no reaction as you respond. âAre you hurt?â
Are you worried about him? No. Why should you? He is a stranger to you. But he still worries about you even though you are a stranger to him. After all, you are married. He wished he could read your thoughts.
"No, I am not hurt. Even though I don't really want it, Ser Criston is always a bit cautious during training with me." he is trying to ease your worries. If you are worried. Again, he tries to read your expression, but your face remains still. Your only reaction is that you turn your head to look at him. The fire in the fireplace casts warm light on your profile and your skin shimmers almost like gold. Once again, Aemond notices how beautiful you are. You look at him, and your gaze prompts Aemond to continue speaking. "I don't want him to hold back because, in a serious situation, my opponent won't hold back either."
"Which serious situation?" you still ask in a quiet voice.
"I don't know. If my family is in danger." and then he adds quietly. "If you are in danger."
The corner of your mouth twitch slightly and you almost smile. Then you turn your gaze away again and look into the fireplace. Aemond suppresses the urge to reach for your hand in your lap. Silence spreads again between you. The uncomfortable silence causes a hot burning sensation in Aemond's gut. Still, he can't take his eyes off you. You seem a bit sad. He decides that it can't go on like this. Aemond has to swallow and gathers all his courage to speak again.
"You are not happy."
This time you turn not just your head towards him but your whole body. He is surprised when your gaze meets him and you look directly into his eyes. Rarely can you hold his gaze. Your eyebrows furrow slightly as you think. It takes a moment before you respond.
"No. No, it's just that it's hard for me. My father brought me here, and this is a strange place for me. All the people around me are strangers. I miss my family and my home. Everything I knew was taken away from me. I was used to everything at home. I had my routines and everything. It's hard for me to adjust to all these new things around me. But it doesn't have anything to do with you."
Aemond is surprised by your words and needs a moment to truly understand what you have said. Guilt overwhelms him. It is his fault that you were kidnapped from your home. Because you had to marry him.
"I'm sorry," he says. Now it is him who cannot withstand your gaze and he looks at his hands.
"I don't blame you." once again, you surprise him your voice is now a bit firmer. "It wasn't your decision to marry me. Just as it was not my decision to marry you. That was agreed upon by our parents." you sigh. "You are not happy either. And that is my fault. I know that I'm weird."
"No! I don't find you weird."
You laugh softly and at the sound Aemond's heart skips a beat. He is looking at you again, he wants to hear you laugh once more.
"You don't have to lie."
"I am not lying. I don't find you weird. You remind me of my sister."
Your eyes start to shine. "Hel. I like her a lot."
He feels a slight tug at his heart. Aemond knows that you usually spend your days in the company of his sister Helaena. He has seen both of you walking in the garden a few times or engrossed in conversation while eating. He would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous of Helaena.
"Yes, I know. Do you spend a lot of time with her?â
You nod. "Yes. I enjoy being with her." "What are you doing all day?"â Aemond is clinging to every strand. Everything is better than this uncomfortable silence between you.
"Oh, very different things. Sometimes we read together, or she explains something to me about insects. Sometimes I read one of my poems to her. Or Iâll give her one to read."
Aemond is captivated by the sparkle in your eyes.
"You write poetry?" he asks, annoyed with himself for not knowing this about you, but Hel did. Your cheeks are slightly turning red, and for the first time, Aemond feels like he can read your emotions from your face.
"Yes, among with other things. I also enjoy reading poetry. My favorite poet is Marcus Hill. He writes incredibly well. My poems are not even close to being that good. But I don't just write poems, I also write short stories. This helps me organize my thoughts better. But I like most writing poems.â you speak a little faster than usual, which reveals your excitement to Aemond. He can't help but smile at the sight. Now that you are passionately talking about your interests, you are even more beautiful.
Suddenly you jump up from your chair. Aemond's hand instinctively goes to where his sword's hilt usually is. In the next second, it becomes clear to him that there is no danger, and he relaxes again. You didn't notice anything because you turned away immediately and took a few uncertain steps through your chamber before turning back to him. Uncertain, your hands begin to play with the fabric of your skirt. You take a deep breath and then search for his gaze for a second before looking away again. Aemond leans forward a bit, tense with anticipation. Finally you start to speak. "Would you like to⊠I mean just if you want? You don't have to." You stop yourself, take a deep breath and gathering your thoughts. "Would you like to read one of my poems?" you ask softly.
Aemonds heart skips a beat and a pleasant warmth spreads within him. "Yes. Very gladly."
You nod, turn back around, and walk to your nightstand. You pick up a book with a leather cover and open it. Aemond notices from his seat that it is stuffed with written pages, and almost every book page is filled with your neat handwriting. You rummage through the loose papers and then pull out a page before you close the book again and carefully place it back in its spot. You are coming back to him.
"I wrote this on the day of our wedding," you say, handing him the sheet of paper. In that moment, your fingertips brush against his. The touch is so fleeting that Aemond is not sure if he might have just imagined it.
He turns his gaze away from you and directs it to the folded paper between his fingers. He wants to open it to read your poem, but before he has really moved his fingers, your hand shoots forward and holds his hand firmly. Aemond skin tingles and he lightly closes his hands around yours.
"No. Please don't read it here. That would be too embarrassing for me. Please read it later and tell me tomorrow what you thought," you say quickly. Aemond looks up again and directly into your eyes. He saw you that close for the last time on your wedding day in the sept. A shiver runs through his body and he can only nod. You also nod and allow him to briefly squeeze your hand before you pull back and sit down again in your chair opposite to him. He already misses the feeling of your soft skin under his fingers.
Aemond folds the paper with your face completely again and then puts it in the pocket of his shirt. Suddenly, this piece of paper is his most precious possession.
"Now you know something about me." you notice. Aemond can't gauge whether the fact bothers you or not. He hopes it  doesnÂŽt. Before he can ask, you are already speaking again. "You like sword training. I could watch your training?â you suggest.
Aemond thinks about the training courtyard. About the loud clashing of the swords striking against each other, the sreams of the knights, the swearing and the rough manner of speaking among men. And then he thinks of you, his gentle, fragile wife. Sometimes the gentle background music that plays during dinner is too loud for you. You would hate it.
"No, this is not a suitable environment for you, my Lady. The men do not know how to behave in the presence of a princess." he explains.
"Oh."
Aemond sees how you stiffen a little again and turn your gaze back towards the fireplace. The fire is almost out. Aemond is afraid that the closeness he has found today will slip away from him again, and as a result, he starts to speak a bit too quickly.
"But if you want, I can join you on your walk tomorrow?" he is momentarily afraid that this will disrupt your routine, but you look at him again.
"Yes, that would be nice. I always take a stroll through Queen Alyssa's garden after afternoon tea."
Aemond must suppress a smile. He is, of course, well informed about your daily routine. Even though he hasn't really been able to talk to you until today, he has always kept a close eye on what you're doing. "I am happy to be allow to accompany you." his gaze falls on your hands folded in your lap, and once again, longing pulls at him to reach for your hand. "When we go for a walk. Would you allow me to hold your hand then? I know you don't like my touches. But...
"No. It's not your touches that I don't like.I don't like touches from anyone, regardless of who." you clarify things quickly. "But yes. I will allow it. I know about it know, so I can prepare myself for it. If IÂŽm prepared I can hold your hand.â
This time Aemond cannot suppress his smile. A pleasant anticipation for tomorrow fills him and he feels as if he has made a significant step forward in his marriage today.
The ringing of the bell in the great sept makes you both flinch. Startled you look out the window, then you get up and walk through your rooms. "I have to call my maids and go to bed.It's already past my usual time."
Aemond quickly gets up as well and nods. Bad conscience about the fact that he disrupted your routine today weighs on him. He turns to the door and goes to his sword belt to put it back on. As he just fastens the buckle and turns to leave, you turn to him once more.
"Thank you, Aemond. Our conversation was good for me. I enjoyed it very much. IÂŽm looking forward to our walk tomorrow and I'm curious to hear what you think of my poem." Â and then you smile directly at him for the first time.
His heart starts to race immediately, and Aemond is sure that he has just fallen in love. Unconsciously, he places his hand on the pocket where he has put your poem. Then he returns your smile.
"Yes, I also enjoyed it very much. Good night, my Lady Wife. I will see you tomorrow."
"Good night, my Lord Husband.â you respond still with a smile on your face. Â
Aemond nods briefly and then leaves your chambers. His steps are light, and he intends to speak with the steward first thing tomorrow morning so that he can arrange for the poet Marcus Hill to be invited to the Red Keep as soon as possible.
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I met with you in my dream last night! For some reason I was in France, so it was only natural I go visit you. You took me on a little tour of your house and showed me some cow bones you had, and then you took me on a ride in your flying boat and fed me some cut fruit. You were very kind and gave me some excellent advice on a problem I was having in the dream. Then we met up with my mother, and I introduced you as my friend Hedgehog, lol. Thank you for being such a lovely host in my dream!! It was quite fun. I hope I get to visit dream you again, and maybe meet the dream llamas next time!
That's such a nice dream! All it's missing is a kiss from Poldine :) I'm glad I was a welcoming host, because I was bracing myself for a dark turn when I read "you showed me some cow bones you had"âthat just felt ominous.
I want you to know that it may have been a prophetic dream. Just a few days after I read your ask, back in June, Poldine & I went to visit some distant neighbours, and not only did I find the place eerily quiet and messy-empty, as if they had moved in a hurry, but there was a cow skull on their doormat. (There was also a goat skull behind the window in the barn.) My first assumption was that someone had placed the skulls there while the owners were temporarily absent and it had scared them into leaving for good. (I asked a friend "What should I do if I came home from a weekend away and found a cow skull placed in front of my door, and a goat skull behind the window in the barn?" and she said "Let whoever did this have your house; leave immediately.")
I don't want to post my cow skull photo because you see the glass door + the inside of the house behind it so it feels weird, like I'm doxxing my ex- or future-neighbours. Whoever moves here next will already have enough problems, what with all the skulls. I do have a photo of Poldine looking ambivalent about our presence here, post-skull discovery:
EDIT 2 months later: I kept this in my drafts and let the summer pass before posting, hoping local gossip would allow me to figure out what happened and I'd have a fun story to share, but no. The facts are: my distant neighbours (who moved here just last year) moved back to the big city in a hurry, no one knows why, 2 other people went to visit them after they left but I am the only one who saw the skulls. Maybe the person who put them there came back for them later so they can use them again when a new family buys this house? (It's a nice little wooden chalet, if anyone is interested. You'll be living in the woods with your nearest neighbours quite far away and possibly an enemy lurking in some nearby tree.)
I'm very sorry for unexpectedly turning your lovely ask into an episode of Creepy Rural Mysteries! Let me know if you have any more dreams about visiting me; they could contain important details and / or warnings.
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PIDW!YQY goes back in time to his disciple days after he dies. Heâs alone and upset, and determined to do things right this time. He wonât take a sword too early, but he will still rush to go save SJ because that has to fix something, right?
At least this time he already knows how to read and write, and the basics of cultivating. Everyone is heralding him as a prodigy, and as soon as his child body is ready, heâs taking a sword to go save SJ.
Except there is one other thing he needs to do. He can leave most of his future sect siblings alone to do their thing, and catch up with them later. Thereâs no point in interfering with something that doesnât need his help. But! That slimy traitor Shang Qinghua!
He caused so many problems for them. YQY did not want him as a head disciple of An Ding, or as the peak lord, so he goes to do something about it.
Only⊠Did SQH always act like that? Was he always so nervous? YQY watched him almost cry as an older disciple shoved work onto him, instead of glaring and backstabbing them later. What had happened to him over the years?
What is actually happening is that YQY had known OG!SQH and this is Airplane. Completely different people! But YQY doesnât know that, and can only assume that SQH betrayed the sect after years and years of hardship! And YQY is selfish, and very SJ focused, but even he isnât so much of a hypocrite as to condemn SQH for something he wouldnât condemn SJ for.
So he goes and befriends him. Mostly to keep an eye on him, and to stop him from being a traitor, but still. Meanwhile, SQH is shocked and confused why the future sect leader is even talking to him?? And what to be his friend?? He didnât really have much of those, and maybe he liked the company, but he knew what was to happen! What was the point in getting close to YQY only to watch him suffer?
Wow, screw that. SQH pulls some strings and goes up to YQY one day and says, âWow! Look! A mission, for us, two young disciples without swords, days away! Wonât this be fun?!â
YQY stared at the mission sheet, which looks entirely authentic, blankly. It takes them right to the town that he had left SJ in. âWhere did you get this?â
âMy Shizun.â
ââŠ.â
ââŠ.your Shizun?â
ââŠâ
âUhg, find. I might have forged it. For a vacation? Itâll be fun.â
It was not fun. But they got SJ back and ran for it and made it back to the sect in good time. Their shizunâs were upset, but they couldnât find a way that the mission could have been forged because it was that good. YQY was suddenly glad to have SQH on his side, and is now completely convinced that he had seer powers.
Maybe that was why he joined the demons last time? Years of abuse at the sect, and knowledge that demons would win? YQY hates it, but is only more determined to keep SQH as a friend. He starts laying hints that if SQH ever meets a demon, that YQY would like to know about it! Heâll be less made if he was told, as opposed to finding out later, promise!
SJ, for his part, can tell what YQY is doing to a point. Heâs just glad that YQY has actually started manipulating people to his advantage. His Qi-Ge is really growning up.
Donât ask me what happens what SQH does come up to YQY to tell him about MBJ. I havenât thought that far lol
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I'm so incredibly tired. I don't know how I'll keep going until we're done moving our stuff on Sunday but I guess I'll have to. it'll be exhausting.
and then I'll still have to unpack and organise all of our stuff. and then at some point we'll get our kitchen and I'll have to assemble most of it. I'll have to set up the washing machine and dishwasher too, whenever we get them. and I still need to paint a couple walls in the living room. plus eventually the hallway, probably.
we finished painting the walls in my room today - well, two of them, the ones that we started yesterday. tomorrow we're going to ikea, and then hopefully we'll finish the one wall in my husband's room, and start the two in my room (they're gonna be a different colour than the first two)
#literally every part of my body hurts (still)#I think it might not be so bad if it wasn't the third time we're moving in about three years (technically the fourth time)#I just need some time to get used to a place and then stay there. please đ#I just want to finally feel at home somewhere#I think I like it in the new apartment. it's really nice. I like the house and the area and that we're the first ones moving in#I like that we can be really loud while we're getting everything set up because the apartments next to and above ours will be empty until#next month#I already feel more comfortable there than I ever really did in the last two places. and we haven't even slept there yet lol#idk. I'm tired and scared and anxious#but maybe it'll be good this time#maybe it'll work out#maybe we'll live there for a few years. maybe five years. or ten! I can't even imagine that far into the future#I've never lived anywhere for that long so I can only guess what that'd be like. sounds nice though#okay I'm going to bed now. I'm so tired but everything hurts. hopefully I can sleep đŹđŹđŹ#oh. context in case anyone isn't aware. I'm always tired. I'm usually not able to do much. I have zero energy most days. so times like#these usually mean I will just. sit on the couch and do nothing but exist for weeks#I'm also often/usually in some amount of pain. so that definitely isn't helping#personal
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the boy is mine | k.mg
pet play w mingyu
pairing: kim mingyu x reader, readerâs best friend is yuqi! ((g)i-dle) also cheol lol
wc: 5.6k (can you believe i cut it down?)
genre: strangers -> fucking, smut, little cracky at some parts
synopsis: when one of your best friends (who also happens to be a frat bro), seungcheol, invites you to his halloween party, you hesitantly accept. you were never really the party type⊠but one guy, one of his new friends to be exact, might single handedly change that.
!other kinktober fics!
a/n: ......heyyyyy... no one hate me. i know im almost a whole month late ): prepping for the svt concert took more time than i anticipated, i live in america so... yeah all that happened, work got in the way, i had a lot of yap days with my wife @jenoslutie which has been so nice!! <3 and i JUST (literally today) got back from visiting my bestie @goblynnrockz for their birthday :p BUT in between all that, i managed to finish this bitch. (pun intended) ALL OF THAT BEING SAID, i really hope you guys enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it. and if it seems like its eluding to there being a potential relationship between mc and gyu, well... maybe there will be in the future ;p
(P.S. you must picture long, wavy haired mingyu in this :3 more like the pic on the right. i just put the lolla pic bc it fits the vibe you CANNOT argue w that lol okay imma stop yapping now. ENJOY LUVLIES!!!!)
you werenât the party type, but when one of your best friends, seungcheol, invited you to his fratâs halloween party with a nearly quivering bottom lip, you couldnât say no.
âyou have to let me bring whoever i want as my plus one.â you deadpanned while crossing your arms.Â
âso youâll go?!â he nearly squealed.Â
you sighed before nodding with an annoyed, âyes.â
âfuck yeah!â he yelled before swooping you up in a big hug. you couldnât help the laughter that erupted from your chest.Â
you loved when cheol got all giddy. it was such a silly contrast to his wide, strong build, and thatâs always been so enduring yet hilarious to you. you didnât think anyone else like him existed in real life.Â
until you met him.Â
âremind me again why you are dragging me to a party?â your best friend, yuqi, chuckled out from the passengerâs seat of your car.Â
you took the last right before reaching the house. âcheol asked nicely and⊠iâve been needing an excuse to wear these boots,â you smiled, looking for a parking spot.
yuqi silently pointed to a spot on the street, and as you parked, she went on. âi just canât help but wonder why cheol wanted you to go so bad like⊠he knows youâre not a partier.â
âhe wants me to get out of my shell more.â you shrugged, getting out of the car.Â
âwell youâre definitely out of your shell, fucking look at you. a full latex outfit and tits out? girlâŠâ yuqi gawked at you for a moment.
dressing as blackcat was far out of your costume comfort zone. normally you went the horror route. billy the puppet, jennifer check (in the prom dress with the contacts, blood and all), freddy krueger, etc. so, wearing a latex set that left nothing to the imagination except for any ink you may have on your skin was out of character, but you wanted to spice it up this year.
âi think the little mask helps be feel a bit hidden,â you giggled seen as itâs a thin black eye mask, not hiding who is under it at all. yuqi jokingly scoffed and you then took the attention off yourself. âlook at you, catwoman. you look devious with that whip,â you cooed, then took her hand in yours and gave her a spin on the sidewalk.
âoh stop it,â she blushed. âletâs get inside before it starts getting too crazy.â
you two walked in practically attached at the hip. you scanned the front room for cheol, yuqi doing the same. âah! there he is,â she pointed toward the kitchen.
you looked over, immediately making eye contact with him. he waved you guys over to stand with him and some frat bro you didnât recognize.Â
ây/n!â he greeted you with a bear hug, unfazed by your tits practically spilling from your top. âand yuqi! hey long time no see!â he said sweetly, giving her a side hug.
âhi! itâs good to see you, cheol,â she giggled.Â
âare you gonna introduce us?â you motioned to his friend beside him and smiled.Â
the friend smiled and reached a hand out, âhey, iâm chan! nice to meet you both.â after shaking both of your hands, a warm smile across his face, he turned around to finish concocting a drink for himself.Â
âyou know we have a spare room. if you guys want, you can have some drinks! chan makes a mean lemon drop.â cheol offered you both.Â
yuqi got a devilish smile on her face, âdonât mind if i do, fred. one lemon drop, please, daphne!â she giggled leaning backwards on the counter next to chan, watching what he was doing over her shoulder. she faced forward after a moment and motioned her head toward you. âwhat about you miss latex?â she smirked giving you a once over. the girl wasnât even drinking yet and she was already getting flirty. typical. (<3)
âdonât even let her answer that,â seungcheol quickly intervened. âmake blackcat a drink, please. the pretty lady deserves it,â he grinned, wrapping an arm around you.Â
âwell thank you, cheolie⊠but deserve it? for what?â you asked cutely, looking up at him.Â
âputting up with my bitchass. thank you for coming tonight. iâm glad you did,â he stated sweetly, giving you a kiss atop your head. you just leaned into him, silently telling him âyouâre welcomeâ and âme tooâ.Â
âwhatâs up?â you look over at chan whoâs finishing your drink up, and heâs got his phone between his ear and shoulder. âoh shit okay! weâll be right out!â he hung up, sliding the phone in his pocket, then turned around handing you your drink. âpretty lady,â he smiled. âcheol lets go. that was vernon, theyâre outside.â he said, patting cheol on the shoulder, making his way out of the kitchen hurriedly.Â
âokay! you two wait right here, iâll be back.â seungcheol requested, then ran after chan.Â
âoh god,â you walked forward to the counter and turned so your back was leaning on it with yuqi. you two looked out from the kitchen, into the crowd of people that had seemingly gotten significantly larger since youâd arrived minutes ago. âtheyâve all gotta be members of the mystery inc huhâŠâ you trailed off.
âi wonder what poor guy they got to be scooby,â yuqi empathized.Â
âi bet itâs soonyoung.â
âbe so fucking for real, y/n. heâs a fucking tiger every year,â yuqi said pointedly. she was right.Â
just then, the room got significantly more quiet meaning- oh those boys and their group entrancesâŠ
it was never anything elaborate, but they did have to make their presence known. cheol almost always walking in first as the rest of the boys followed.Â
you and yuqi made your way out of the kitchen to the living room, disregarding cheolâs words from earlier. you two managed to push toward the front of the swarm of people that were gathered near the door. shouts then could be heard from all over, praising the commitment of all the boys. first was cheol as fred, then chan as daphne walking alongside wonwoo as velma, and last but not least vernon as shaggy with⊠not soonyoung as scooby. âwho the fuck is that?â you nearly drooled leaning over into yuqiâs ear.Â
âwonwoo?â she suggested.Â
âno, dumbass, obviously i know wonwoo⊠whoâs scooby?â your voice dropping a cool octave or two in curiosity.Â
âi donât know but⊠fuck is he fine,â she said bluntly.Â
you both had your eyes locked on him until yuqiâs gaze redirected to wonwoo⊠her main interest right now and always. âif youâll excuse me,â she hummed, grazing a hand across your shoulder and handing you her whip as she strolled forward toward the tall boy wearing thicker framed glasses than normal.
you made your way back to the kitchen to wait for one of your friends to come back, knowing one of them would find their way to you.Â
or so you thought.Â
someone did definitely make their way to you, but it wasnât cheol, yuqi, or even chan.Â
âi didnât know blackcat carried around a whip,â scooby shot you a cheeky smile while reaching beside you on the counter for a drink.Â
you smiled, leaning your hip on the counter to face him. âshe doesnât, but cat woman does and she needed me to hold it for her.â
âwell⊠iâm glad she needed you to because it gave me an excuse to talk to you.â you both chuckled, your face getting flushed. he turned, mirroring your position against the counter. âiâm mingyu. i just joined the frat,â he explained rather shy in comparison to his confident demeanor that he approached you with. it was charming.Â
âwell hello mingyu,â you chuckled, chugging the rest of your lemon drop. âiâm y/n. iâm friends with cheol.â
âoh no way! youâre like⊠his best friend,â he laughs trying his drink. you giggled watching his face contort at the potency of the alcohol. âhey donât laugh! bleh! but itâs nice to finally meet you.âÂ
âitâs nice to meet you too,â you covered your mouth to snicker a bit more as if that makes it any less âmeanâ.Â
once he recovered a moment later, he sat his cup down and spoke up again. âyou know, y/n, you make a beautiful blackcat,â he complimented, giving you a once over as respectfully as he could. from the minute he laid eyes on you when yuqi had walked way from you, he knew he had to talk to you. your little whip that didnât go with your costume was his perfect excuse, and⊠you looked amazing. that couldâve even been enough of an excuse on its own.Â
your cheeks grew warm at the compliment with his demeanor and tone. itâd shifted to something more sensual than before. his eyes getting darker, but still soft.Â
âthank you,â you smiled before reaching up to play with one of his ears. âand you make an adorable puppy.âÂ
his body stiffened, but it was so subtle you almost didnât notice. you chose to ignore it, moving to his collar. âdid minghao make this?â you asked, tilting your head admiring the well recreated scooby dog tag. you pulled on it a little, as if to test its durability, but really you wanted to see if this was doing something to the tall man before you. sure enough, you watched as he swallowed rather hard under your touch. you wouldnât have noticed had you not been staring at his throat already.Â
ây-yeah he did. heâs really talented,â he said softly, slightly tilting his head back as you took your finger from the collar, and slowly traced it down his chest that was only covered by a thin, tight brown t-shirt.Â
âwhatâs the matter, scooby? cat got your tongue?â you asked in a very playful way, not wanting to come off too strong too fast as you were already mere centimeters away from his body now.Â
when he looked down at you, his eyes were pleading. desperate. like he was silently begging for you to do something more. he couldnât find the words to answer your silly question. instead he sent his eyes to scan your face, lingering longer over your lips.Â
âgyu!â you both jumped back from each other. up pranced soonyoung, but he wasnât a tiger. âand y/n? hey!â he gave you a hug and you squeezed him back.Â
âhey soonyoung!â you gathered your composure far quicker than mingyu who was still trying to comprehend what the fuck just happened. âa cowboy this year?â you motioned your hands to his costume.Â
âhad to change it up,â he shrugged. âstill got my date, though,â he grinned. you knew it was the stupid plastic skeleton he dragged along every year in the spirit of the holiday.Â
âwell, wherever you set her down, i can imagine she goes way better with this outfit than the tiger onesie,â you both laugh.
âgirl⊠a whip? i donât think blackcat-â
âshutup, i know. itâs yuqiâs. sheâs catwoman.â you deadpanned.Â
he put his hands up as if to surrender, âgot it, no need to use it on me.â you two laughed together again.
mingyu wasnât enjoying this conversation like you and soonyoung were, however.Â
he gently grabbed your wrist while patting soonyoung on the shoulder. âexcuse us,â were the first words to come out of his mouth in the past couple minutes. it came out low and demanding, an extreme contrast from the state you had him in before soonyoung showed up.Â
you looked at soonyoung then shrugged your shoulders in confusion and blew him a quick kiss, whip in hand as mingyu pulled you away. âhave fun!â he yelled after you both.Â
âmingyu, where the fuck are we going?â you finally ask as he's pulling you up the stairs.
âmy room,â he states bluntly.Â
âyour room? why didnât you just get ready here then?â your genuine curiosity taking over.Â
mingyu stopped you both in front of his door. âexcept for cheol and chan, we all got ready at vernonâs,â he answered very matter of fact, then his eyebrows furrowed remembering what he was doing.Â
he opened his door, pulling you in with him. once he closed the door, he grabbed you and pushed you against it, hands cupping your face, instantly attacking your lips with his own. your hand naturally found its way to his long, wavy hair while your other rested on his chest. you slightly tugged at his hair, a groan escaping his lips. you smiled and chuckled against his mouth, knowing exactly how this was gonna end, despite his attempts at taking control of the situation.Â
he ignored your cockiness, moving a hand to the zipper of your top, toying with it just to be a dick. after about 10 seconds of that, you decided it was enough.Â
âwhy donât you be a good puppy and unzip me already,â you pull on his hair hard enough to pull him away this time. his eyes desperately searched yours, not understanding, himself, why every time you called him that, it made him feel weak in his knees.Â
âo-okay,â he stuttered before unzipping your top the rest of the way. his mouth hung open at the way your tits broke free from the tight latex. âgod..â he whispered. eyes still locked on your chest, he tried to speak, âc-can i please-â
âyes,â you breathed, not letting him finish his sentence, knowing exactly what he wanted.Â
mingyu wasted no time, latching his mouth onto one of your nipples, desperately sucking on the skin as if his life depended on it. a low groan escaped your lips as you finally dropped the whip on the floor, and moved that hand to his back, lightly scratching at him through the thin fabric of his shirt. he moaned against your chest, sending a chill down your spine.
âon your knees,â you demanded. he pulled away from your chest with a rather puzzled expression on his face. âdonât make me say it again,â and with that, he practically dropped to the floor, looking up at you with the most beautiful eyes youâd ever seen. âgood boy,â you praised, petting his head between his ears. you walked over to his bed, sitting yourself down at the edge of it.Â
âcome,â you said gently. mingyu started to stand up. ânuh uh,â you stopped him. âon all fours.â
âi- but i-,â he tried to protest, stumbling over his words.
âcrawl. or iâll walk out that door right now,â you threatened.Â
he immediately got back on his knees, then bent forward, using his arms to help him crawl over to you. he didnât break eye contact as he made his way to where you sat on his bed, your legs slightly opened. you leaned down, reaching in between your legs for his collar. you hooked two fingers underneath it and pulled him forward. he wrapped his arms around your waist, knees still planted on the floor as he looked at you longingly.Â
âwhat a good puppy,â you cooed, moving your hand from his collar to his hair along with your other hand. you petted him right next to his ears on either side of his head. he hummed, tilting his head to the side, you moving your hand so he could rest his face on it. you thought this was just gonna be a typical dom/sub dynamic, but you quickly started realizing that it was far more than that.Â
you leaned down giving him a soft kiss to his lips, making him crave more. he moved his hands up to your face, pulling you back down. you both hungrily attacked each others lips, breathing in every bit of the other. âwhat the fuck are you doing to me,â he growled between kisses. to be quite honest, you had no idea either. you didnât even know this man, really.Â
âget on the bed,â you demanded, out of breath. he mumbled, âokay,â then stood up and sat in the middle of his bed. âlay down, obviously,â you deadpanned. he felt like an idiot as he laid himself down. he watched you with big eyes as you crawled up his body. you sat yourself on top of him and reached to hook your fingers under his collar again. you used it to pull him up to your level.Â
âtake your stupid shirt off.â he fumbled with the hem of his shirt, lifting it up and over his head. you ripped it from his hands and threw it across the room to god knows where. you pushed him back down, diving after his neck with your mouth. his back arched slightly from the bed as a whimper escaped his lips. as your teeth sunk into his skin, beginning to suck, his chest pressed against yours.
he knew it wasnât physically possible for him to get closer to your body, but he could try. he was desperate. he craved your warmth. he craved you. a complete stranger. ây/n, please,â he whined.
âplease what?â you whispered into his ear, then proceeded to kiss down his neck to his chest. all he could do was make pathetic little noises in response. âcmon, use your words like a good boy, huh?â you cooed looking up at him. you traced your fingers over his large pecs sending chills through his whole body.
âf-fuck,â he threw his head back into the pillow. âfuck me, y/n, please!â he panted, grabbing at the sheets beneath him.
âyouâd like that, wouldnât you?â you teased as you slipped a hand under his pants, grabbing him through his boxers. you couldnât help the sigh that escaped your mouth when you felt how big he was. he looked down at you with flushed cheeks, embarrassed at how easily he was being turned on by your words alone.Â
âi- i would love that, y/n,â his eyes were so desperate, so needy. âc-can i take my pants off?â god, he was so obedient. it excited you beyond your own comprehension. before you could even think about it, you hooked your fingers under the waistband of his pants and started shimmying them down his thick, muscular thighs.Â
âfuck,â you mumbled under your breath. the tent in his boxers was intimidating to say the least. you sat on his thighs as you pulled his cock out, admiring the way it grew even more at your direct touch. mingyu was panting like a bitch underneath you and you hadn't even started stroking him yet. âeasy there, big boy,â you giggled at his uneasiness. as you started pumping him with one hand, you used the other to stabilize yourself above him.
a deep groan ripped from his throat as he screwed his eyes shut at the sensation. âdoes that feel good, puppy?â you asked innocently. mingyu whimpered and looked into your eyes again, mere inches away. he used all his extra strength to push his head up to capture your lips with his. this kiss was far deeper than the others. it felt⊠more intimate than before.
âplease y/n i need you,â he whispered against your lips. honestly, you needed him too, so instead of continuing the torture any longer, you got off the bed to remove your top completely, and took your pants off. before getting back on top of him, you pulled his pants the rest of the way down, then stood at the edge of the bed, gawking.
this manâs body was godly. skin the perfect shade of gold, soft muscle curves, the slight glisten on his skin as the moonlight from the window reflects off of his sweat. and his face⊠fuck, his face. the way his eyes glisten with lust and need, his lips swollen and slightly parted as heâs nearly drooling, waiting for you to do something, and to top it all off, his puppy ears on his head with the collar on his neck making him all the more irresistible.Â
you climbed back on top of him, his eyes not leaving yours, whether you were looking back at him or not. he only looked away when you started grinding your soaked cunt against his cock. he watched intensely as your slick coated him from top to bottom, his tip leaking precum each time you slid forward. âready for me to fuck you, gyu?â you nearly whined out, your hands firmly placed on his chest to balance yourself.
âb-been ready, mo-â he stopped himself. âfuuuck please, y/n, please.â he begged.Â
âwhat a good fucking boy you are. donât even have to ask you to beg.â you lifted yourself, and as if there was a form of telepathy happening, he reached down to lift his cock straight up, ready for you to do nothing but line yourself up and sink down in him. however⊠you both knew that was going to be painful for you. your nails began to dig lightly into his chest as you slowly sunk yourself down on him. a long string of whimpers falling from your lips while he gripped your hips, helping you steady yourself as you now sat all the way down on his cock. you swiveled your hips a couple times before slowly lifting them and slamming back down onto him without warning. a gasp escaping your own lips.
âah! Fuck!â mingyu cried out, throwing his head back into the pillows again. the grip he had on your hips only tightened.
you moved your hands to his neck, applying only slight pressure as you started moving up and down on his cock. his breathing became sporadic, and you could feel his veins on his neck starting to bulge under your fingers as you started to pick up your pace. âcollar getting too tight?â you breathed.Â
ân-no,â mingyu choked out. âmmmph~ i like it,â his voice was hoarse, but soft. his hands finally moved from your hips to roam your body. he dragged them up your waist until he was cupping your tits. he started kneading the flesh, licking his lips as he watched your face start to contort with pleasure. you let go of his neck and put your hands on top of his, over your chest.Â
the scene was so beautiful before him, he was growing more and more impatient, needing to chase his high. you threw your head back crying out a âfuck!â as mingyu started meeting each bounce of yours with a sharp thrust.Â
âa-am i doing a good job?â he whined, âdoes it feel good?â all he wanted was your validation and praise.Â
ây-yes~ fuck- such a good boy for me,â you cooed as stable as possible. you brought a hand down and combed your fingers through his hair right below his puppy ears. his thrusts slowed and so did you. you hadnât realized how much of the âfuckingâ was being done by him now instead of you. he hummed and closed his eyes while you ran your fingers through his hair again. both of your movements came to a complete stop. nothing but cockwarming and heavy breaths while you petted the pretty boy beneath you.Â
once he opened his eyes, you gave him a soft smile and he nestled his face into your hand. looking up at you with those puppy eyes, the next words that came out of his mouth were jarring to say the least. âw-will you sit on my face? please?â you couldâve sworn he batted his lashes too.Â
you giggled before teasing him, âare you seriously asking to pleasure me right now?âÂ
âno im fucking begging, y/n please.â he whined.Â
âwell, when you beg like such a good boy, how could i tell you no, hm?â you hummed before moving your hands to his headboard, climbing up his body, stabilizing yourself over his face.Â
he wasted no time trying to attack your core with his tongue, but you didnât want to let him have it that easily. you moved a hand down to tug at his hair, pulling him off of you. ânuh uh. stick out your tongue,â you demanded.Â
âw-what?â his eyes were big with uncertainty.Â
âdid i stutter? stick out your tongue and stay like a good puppy.â you spit at him, no patience left in your voice.Â
so, mingyu did just that. slowly but surely he opened his mouth wide, laying his tongue out for you like the good boy he was.Â
you lowered yourself back down onto his tongue, slowly moving your soaked cunt back and forth. he just looked up at you with such adoration in his eyes, but tongue out like an absolute idiot. it was driving you crazy.Â
mingyu was going arguably more crazy, though. he wanted to devour you. taste every single inch of you, and lap up every last drop of your arousal like there was no tomorrow.Â
you let out a whimper that drove him over the edge, and he couldnât contain himself anymore. he brought his strong arms up, wrapping them around your thighs, locking you in place on his face. you gripped onto his bed frame tighter as he began to suck on your clit with such vigor, you almost came on the spot.Â
fuck heâs good at this.Â
he then started fucking his tongue in and out of you, using his own strength alone to bounce you up and down slightly on the muscle.Â
âmmph~ fuuuck~ mingyu please, donât stop,â you pleaded, knuckles white from holding onto his headboard for dear life. who was he to deny you? he moved one of his hands from your thigh to the bundle of nerves above where his tongue was fucking in and out of you. as soon as he started rubbing gentle but fast circles on your clit, you knew you werenât gonna last long. the familiar knot in your tummy forming far faster than youâd like to admit.Â
âp-puppy iâm c-close. gonna make me cum,â you half panted, half wailed.Â
he moved his mouth away to talk, fingers still working on your clit.Â
âcum for me please baby, cum all over my tongue,â his voice had dropped to a dangerously low tone. he went back to tongue fucking you and your grip on his headboard became so tight you thought you might break it.Â
âgyu! fuck! iâm- fuck!â a wave of pure euphoria flooded your whole body faster than you could comprehend. mingyu lapped up every last bit of cum dripping from your cunt.
âjesus christ,â you panted.
âokay y/n, all fours.â
âwhat?â you looked down at mingyuâs big brown eyes in complete shock.
âi- iâm sorry please can i fuck you on all fours?â
âmingyu iâm not worried about how you wanna fuck me-â
âthen, please? can i? Iâve been a good boyâŠâ
âyou definitely have,â you reassured, moving a piece of his hair out of his face. âi just donât know if i have the energy for that right now.â
âyou donât have to do anything, just- y/n just let me take care of youâŠâ his voice was so soft and genuine. nothing like you were used to from a hookup.
âfine⊠then can i just lay on my back?â you both chuckled.
âwhatever you want.â
once you guys repositioned yourselves, mingyu on top of you for the first time tonight, you couldnât help but let your mind race. i could get used to this view⊠y/n stop itâs just a fucking hookup, youâll only ever see him again in passing. but his voice⊠the way heâs speaking to me is so⊠sweet⊠so? heâs probably just fucking pussy whipped. and pussy whipped he was, but it wasnât that simple.
âare you ready, baby?â his eyes scanning yours intently as if to catch any trace of uncertainty that may reside in your eyes.
ây-yes. at least i hope,â you giggled. a fangy smile gracing his face. fuck, his smile.
as mingyu started to push himself into you, you winced at the stretch. it was almost like heâd gotten bigger since you were on top of him earlier. âah~ fuck gyu,â you whined.
âtoo much? do you want me to stop?â
âno, no please donât stop,â you just gripped onto his arms and closed your eyes.
a couple seconds later and he finally bottomed out, causing both of you to let out a string of low moans as you both adjusted to the feeling of his rather fucking huge dick inside of you. (how else was i supposed to word that like câmon now)
within a minute mingyu was drilling into you at an animalistic pace. the grip you had on his biceps probably close to breaking skin with your nails. your back arched at its limit. both of you sounding like you're in one of the most hardcore pornos ever filmed. the bed creaking, slamming into the wall⊠you get it.
the rest of the world had completely withered away at this point when suddenlyâŠÂ
BANG BANG BANG! âjesus christ, mingyu! that you in there?â seungcheol⊠fuck.
mingyu stilled all movement, âuhhh yeah⊠what do you want?â he dropped his head onto the pillow right next to your head. you couldnât help but giggle.
âSorry.. just uh⊠have you seen y/n?!â he yelled from the other side of the door. mingyuâs head shot up, both of you looking at each other with complete panic in your eyes.
âyou could⊠you could say that iâve seen her⊠yeah?â mingyu yelled back, wincing as he awaited his response.
when seuncheol didnât answer right away, you decided to speak up. âhi cheolâŠâ you said softly but loud enough for him to hear you.
âyouâre fucking kidding,â seungcheol scoffed before walking away yelling, âyou two fuckbirds have fun!â
you and mingyu just laid there for a second before bursting out laughing.
âokay that was embarrassing,â you covered your face.
âoh donât act like you didnât like it,â he grinned, leaning down to start kissing on your neck. âyou think i canât feel how much wetter you got?â he bucked his hips into you without warning, making you yelp. he just chuckled, lifting his head up to look at you again.
your mouth was hung open like an idiot, unsure of how to respond, actually embarrassed now.
âlook whoâs the tough guy now, huh?â he taunted, beginning to slowly pump in and out of you again. your eyes rolled back into your head and your hands reached for his hair. sensing that the puppy fun would be ending now, you tried to focus your vision enough to unclip the ears from his hair and throw them elsewhere in his room. âoh, are we done with those now?â he asked in such a bitchy tone, you couldâve slapped him back into his submissive state, but you were over the playing now.
âmingyu, just fuck me,â you panted now able to put your hands in his hair how you please.
âthatâs no way to get what you want now, gorgeous.â
âmingyu, please just fuck me already!â you whined, wrapping your legs around his torso.Â
the groan that escaped his lips at that action was inhuman as he sped back up to his pace from before, however, far harder.Â
âfuck! Mingyu!â you cried out, unable to do or say anything else.
âwhat? wanted me to f-fuck you, no?â he teased, stopping to lift one of your legs over his shoulder, then removing your mask in one quick motion before pounding into you again. the new angle pushed you to your limit once again, far too fast for your own sanity. âlet go for me again baby, i can feel it. youâre c-close arenât you?â he cooed softly in contrast to his brutal movements. âtouch yourself for me,â he breathed.Â
you moved a hand down to your clit, rubbing away at the bud while your other arm moved to his back, pulling his body closer to yours as you reached your high. the close proximity bringing his clingy self closer to his own breaking point.Â
now forehead to forehead, the knot in your stomach about to snap, you moved your other hand up to his back, fingertips lightly pressing into the skin. mingyu brought a hand to your neck, holding it gently, but firm as he railed into you for the last few times.Â
â-m cumming!â you cried, now digging your nails into his back.Â
âfuck!â he growled at the lovely sting of the scratches you were leaving. your cunt fluttering around his cock however was the final straw. âah~ baby~â he groaned before crashing his lips into yours as his orgasm hit.Â
âso⊠you always have wipes conveniently available on your nightstand?â you giggled, curled up in his arms under his blankets.Â
âyou know, it was actually pure luck,â he started. âcheol did a grocery run today and when he brought me my bag there were a couple of our toiletries and i was gonna go put them in the bathroom bu-â
âhey, gyu?â you looked up at him.Â
âyeah?â
âshhhhhâŠâ you smiled, placing a soft kiss to his lips before laying your head back down on his chest.
he kissed the top of your head and whispered with a chuckle, âsorry. i talk too much.â
âuh uh just⊠sleepy,â you yawned.Â
how you two managed to tune out the party is beyond anyoneâs guess. he didnât have to run his fingers in your hair for a full minute before you knocked out, but he did anyway until he fell asleep himself.Â
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11:31 p.m. || k.mg
Pairing: mingyu x gn!reader (i do mention that the reader is walking down the aisle)
Summary: just some wedding hypotheticals. mingyu can't wait to marry you
Warnings: tom holland mention? lol
Word Count: 633
a/n: everyone around me seems to be in love and on the brink of marriage. i just keep wondering when is it my turn?
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one day, not now but not too far away, mingyu swears he can picture it. the chapel is bright, light pouring in from the windowed walls of the cathedral and outside the woods are full of chirping birds. itâs later in the morning, but itâs only the beginning of spring and the dew drops of dawn still hang from each blade of grass.
inside, the aisle is lined with a white carpet littered with flower petals. the piano plays a classic wedding anthem and everyone stands. the pews are lined with smiling faces, but no one smiles wider than him as he catches your eye as you enter the room.
he can picture it so clearly that he wonders if itâs a vision of the future and not just a fantasy. but more so, he wonders if you see it too.
so with your head on his chest and his fingers drawing slow circles on your skin, he asks a question.
âhave you ever pictured what our wedding will be like?â the question is quiet, but loud enough to hear over the tv sitcom playing in the background.
mingyu shifts his eyes to you as you turn your head up to raise an eyebrow at him.
âmy my,â you tease with a small smile. âyou havenât even proposed and youâre already asking about our wedding?â
mingyu rolls his eyes with a chuckle. âyou know thatâs coming, baby,â he coos. âjust a matter of when, not if.â
âfine,â you relent. âi have thought about it, but why do you ask?â
âjust wondering,â he hums to himself. his hands move down to yours and you feel him fiddling around with your ring finger. âwhat have you thought about it?â
âwell mostly just small details,â you explain. âlike what song i want to walk down the aisle to, our first dance, whether or not we should have an open bar. i could share my pinterest board that i made when i was 16 if you want.â
âwe werenât even dating then,â mingyu states in confusion.
âyeah, itâs for when i was convinced i was going to marry Tom Holland,â you tease, and reach a finger to poke mingyuâs cheek as he pouts in return.
âso iâm just filling in for spiderman?â he pouts.
âhmmm, no youâre more of a captain america to me,â you smile.
âthen why donât i get a pinterest board?â he scoffs in frustration. he wasnât expecting this when he asked the question, but the way youâre looking at him with such fondness in your eyes soothes any jealousy he feels for the web-shooting hero.
âbecause,â you shift so you can turn your whole body to face him and reach up to cup his face in your hands. âwhen i think about our wedding, i want to picture it with you, not laying in bed alone while scrolling through pinterest at 2 am.â
mingyu hangs his head sheepishly and his pout almost instantly fades into a smile. you canât help but reach up to kiss him softly.
âhave you thought about it?â you return the question as you pull away.
âa little,â he begins until you look at him with a prodding look. âokay, a lot.â
âwell donât keep it to yourself,â you tease.
mingyu shakes his head and presses a kiss at the crown of your head instead. âmaybe after i finally propose.â
âthe suspense is killing me, babe,â you laugh and reach up a hand to cup his face.
âguess i just have to hurry up and propose then,â he smiles as he leans down to kiss you sweetly.
maybe it is a vision, mingyu decides. itâs his vision. but, he thinks, whatever the two of you decide together will be better because itâs real and heâll share it with you.
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hi! if youâd like could you do some tyler and aiden hcs (separate) with a soulmate who is really good at being the groupâs personal doctor? ik ben kind of us but maybe the reader grew up with doctor parents and actually knows what to do? thank youuuu <3
Aiden Clark and Tyler Hernandez with a personal doctor S/O
Aiden Clark
Aiden is in desperate need of a doctor literally every day
He does risky shit on the daily. Even before getting stuck in the phantom dimension.
He does a lot of skateboard tricks, climbing on things, and stuff im not even gonna get into
And when he needs patching up, Ben's always there
But when Ben isn't there, you are
His sweet partner. his personal medic. the person who would bonk him over the head if they wouldn't have to heal him after
You and Ben get along because of having to babysit Aiden. When he tries fighting the phantoms "for the lols", you and Ben are the first to grab his shirt collar, and stop him
Still, though, he gets hurt a lot more than the average teen
Every day at school, he shows up with a new scratch or bruise and his reason is always so different
"Oh, a dog tried biting my balls off :)"
"I tried climbing a tree and somehow hit my head :)"
"TYLER THREW A FUCKING TABLE AT ME"
It gets so common to the point where you celebrate the days he doesn't get hurt
He'll run up to you full of energy in the mornings with Ben following behind him
"(NAME)! I DIDNT GET MY BALLS BITTEN OFF TODAY!"
He turns his head, waiting for a kiss on the cheek
And how can you refuse when he's so excited?
If you want to become a doctor in the future, he offers to help pay for the resources you'll need
Overall, 10/10 boyfriend, 1/10 patient. You're running out of bandaids
Tyler Hernandez
Much like Aiden, Tyler tends to get hurt a bit more than average teens
From the baseball practice, phantoms, trees, and fights, it's safe to say he's got a lot of bruises (and not as many organs, anymore)
I think Tyler was the personal nurse in his childhood. With Taylor not knowing what to do, and his mom caught up on his dads death, Tyler was the one who took charge
So when you come along, all sweet and helpful, he doesn't know what to think
He doesn't know if he should let you care for him or care for you
Eventually, he decides to just do both. Caring for you and letting you care for him
If you want to become a doctor, he's all for it
Even if you have to move really, really far away
He can't help you pay for it, seeing as he's struggling with his own future, but he'll support you however he can
Most of the time, he's hurt because of fights
So naturally, you ban fighting
Even then, though, he'll be all like
"(Name)! Aiden's being a dumbass again, can I hit him?"
Anyway, 10/10 boyfriend. 5/10 patient. He doesn't use as many bandaids
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Favorite Trope
(Inspired by @caitlynskitten)
Wednesday: So youâre Enid from multiple years in the future? Interesting⊠I didnât think the spell could go so terribly wrong.
Future Enid: *giggles* Yeah⊠thinking ahead has never really been your strong suit.
Wednesday: *irate* And I see you still have the same audacity, though your confidence has certainly grown.
Future Enid: *tussling Wednesdayâs hair* Oh, donât get all grumpy! Itâs just teasing! Jeez, forgot how sensitive you were back then.
Wednesday: Why you-
Future Enid: Hey, do something for me, would you? When you see younger me, current me, whatever⊠trust her. She cares about you and she loves you more than anything. Let her in, let her protect you. And trust me? Sheâs gonna protect you with everything she has. *smiles warmly, reminiscently* After all, sheâs gonna be your wife someday!
*Meanwhile*
Enid: *wide eyed, fascinated* WOAH! So youâre, like, Future Wednesday? Thatâs so cool!
Future Wednesday: *smirks* Indeed, very cool. I donât remember this exactly, though leave it to my younger self to cast a spell without thinking ahead⊠or reading the warnings. *rolls her eyes* QuĂ© tonto fui en aquel entonces. (What a fool I was back then.)
Enid: *growling* Hey! My Willaâs been teaching me Spanish, I know, like, half those words! I know an insult when I hear it! Nobody insults my ma- I mean Wednesday, not even a future version of her!
Future Wednesday: *smiling widely, sighing* Ah, as much as youâve changed through the years, youâre still very much the same, pequeña loba.
Enid: *blushing* Iâm not little.
Future Wednesday: *laughs heartily* You truly havenât changed.
Enid: *starstruck by Wednesdayâs laugh and smile* Wow! Your laugh is so pretty! I donât think Iâve ever heard my Willa laugh before. Ugh, I hate to think about whatâll happen after we leave Nevermore. I hope we stay friends! I hope she chooses me as her maid of honor in wedding! Maybe we could have a joint wedding! That way we can get married together, ON THE SAME DAY!
Future Wednesday: *squints her eyes, tilts her head* Hmm, or perhaps youâve changed more than I thought. Youâve certainly grown less dense.
Enid: Hey! Wha-
Future Wednesday: Listen well, mi loba. *holds Enidâs chin gently* I know your version of me is dreadfully terrible at expressing it, but you are the most important person in my life. Far more important than even my own familia.
Enid: *confused* Like- like your super best friend?
Future Wednesday: *sighs and removes her left glove, holding up her hand* No, my wife.
Present Enid and Present Wednesday both faint and collapse at their future wivesâ statements. The older women laugh at their younger selves and separately carry them back to their old dorm room, meeting in the middle, just like old times. They embrace each other and kiss softly as a shadow surrounds them, and theyâre transported back to their own time.
(Day 17, Prompt 17 of Wenclair-Tober. Honestly, I was really worried about this one. I wasnât too sure what to do for it! But then my mutual Caitlyn posted something similar and it reminded me of this trope. I think itâs a trope? I have no idea what counts as a trope actually lol. But I do love this idea. I always think about somehow meeting with my younger self and giving her advice. Maybe give her a smack across the head lol. And of course hold her close and tell her that sheâs gonna make it through. Anyway⊠I hope yâall enjoyed this.)
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Juno In Sagittarius people love to travel with their partner. Prefers someone that is out of state and sometimes even out the country. Their obsession with travel and exploring is also a huge part of their love language.
Moon/Mercury
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Moon/Mars
Both experiencing major headaches. In fact, they get headaches easier than others. If they donât eat enough or take long periods of time without eating can result in headaches. Being tired can cause headaches. Quicker than normal and typically more painful.
Aquarius placements can be some of the most delusional people. They can lack self awareness. They are be so opinionated on others and what theyâre doing. They can try so hard to pick apart what others have going on. As soon as someone says âyouâ to them, defense mode.
Leo and Capricorns have very similar energy. Both can be very sure of themselves and what they want. Both are goal oriented. Having both Leo and Capricorn in a natal chart, specifically in the big three, makes someone very reliable and independent. (My favorite type of placements tbh lol) Both energy care about how theyâre perceived, they donât do anything without thought. Contrary to popular belief, Leoâs are very calculated people. All earth signs are calculated in different ways of course. Capricorns in particular have a way of playing chess and making sure that they do things that benefit them in the long run. As far as these energies being together in a relationship, perfect match. Leo being a fixed sign, this energy wants to make things work. They are not easy to give up on things and people. They make change happen if need be but only to keep the stability in their connection with others. At the end of the day you can summarize that as being loyal. Capricorns never leave people high and dry. They are straightforward with their ACTIONS. They are honest and if they care enough (lol) theyâll speak up. For the most part, they are showers. They show people how much they care. Which Leoâs loves. A doer, not someone whoâs all talk. Theyâre the show off and the ones doing to talking! Not their partner. Capricorns are also very loyal as well. I personally love love love these two together. Power couple for real. Also makes the best of friends too!
Cardinal
These people are considered the scout. The leaders. What this means is when it comes to relationships, they are more upfront about what they want and what their needs are. They enjoy people to let them take the lead. They are not afraid of pursuing people they want in their life. Romantically or friendship wise. Theyâre more picky and they are definitely more independent. It doesnât take them long to move on. (cancers.. yeah maybe a little different but once theyâre gone, it no way possible for anyone to get the back) They shoot their shot directly and can even be flirty. They do not beat around the bush at all. They like to jump straight into things. Sometimes this does backfire. Moving too fast into things. Rushing even. Thinking too far ahead. Sometimes they can stress themselves out by thinking too much into the future or may even be seen as bossy. Or pushy even.
(Capricorn, Aries, Cancer, & Libra)
Mutable
These people are more inclined to fluctuate. They love having variety and options. They tend to not sit still, ever. Always on the go. Tend to go well with someone who helps balance them out. They are not the neatest people, yes even Virgos. These people are not that straightforward Iâve realized only when it comes to things they arenât passionate about. In comparison for cardinal signs, it doesnât take much for them to pursue anything. These people struggle with finishing project, ideas, etc. They can have an idea that they sit on for days (or forever). These people are very creative though. Donât underestimate their creativity. They just need that push to execute and consistency.
(Pisces, Gemini, Virgo, & Sagittarius)
Fixed
These will be your most unconvincing, stubborn, my way or the highway type of people ever. They rarely change their minds. The way theyâre used to something is how it will be for a long time. How they were raised shows up a lot in their adult life. These people enjoy routine. These people also love the thought of continuous things. These people donât like forming deep relationships with new people. They will try to make things work. They will be very loyal people. Aquarius is known to be flaky. But theyâll be there for those who give them space and donât conflict with their decisions and beliefs.
(Aquarius, Taurus, Leo, & Scorpio)
Thank you all for reading. Iâm open for doing synastry readings and natal chart readings all week. Make sure to book your reading in my bio. Again, thank you all for reading have a nice day!
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