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[verstappen100]

2017 Bahrain GP | x

[twice-inamillion]

Twice Series 

Fun by the Pool

Smut

Chapter 250

2900 Words

(You and the twins surprise Mina with a morning breakfast. With some help from family you and Mina spend some time together, even sneaking some birthday sex.)

“Let’s try to be careful as we go up the stairs, okay?”

The twins nod, smiling and trying to hold their excitement. They walk behind you, imitating your movements as you climb stairs. They look at each other, Hina signaling to Ari to keep quiet, “Unnie, shh!”

When you get to the second floor, you hand them a cup of juice and the other a bouquet. “I’m going open the door, and when we come inside, we’ll inside happy birthday to Mommy, okay?” 

The two of them nod, “Yes, Daddy.”

You slowly open the door and tippy-toe inside, walking past the door and start singing Happy Birthday.

”Happy Birthday, Mommy!”

Mina, from her covers, pops her head out, slowly opening her eyes. Three figures start to come into view as she listens to her twins singing. “Thank you, babies.”

”We made mommy breakfast!”

”Thank you.”

”Happy Birthday, dear. The girls wanted to make you breakfast.”

”Is that true?”

Ari and Hina nod, smiling at their mother, “Yes, make mommy pancakes.”

“They look good; I can’t wait to taste them.” 

The girls smile and watch as their mother pours syrup on her pancakes. She cuts a small piece and takes a bite, “Omg, it’s so good!”

“Yay! Mommy likes food!” The twins hug each other at a job well done. They watch as their mother eats the pancakes, their mouth drooling at the smell of food. 

“Ahh!” 

They immediately opened their mouth, happy their mother offered them some food. Ari climbs on the bed and picks at the apple slices and strawberries. Hina looks at Ari with a frustrated expression, “Ari, no. That’s mommy’s food!”

Ari turns and sticks her tongue out, “bleh!”

“No!” Hina stomps her foot, “That’s my mommy’s food! Not Ari!”

You pick her up, trying to comfort her, “It’s okay, Hina. What if you give her the picture you drew for mommy?” Hina nods, rubbing her eye, “Okay, daddy.” 

You place her on the floor, open her backpack, and giving her drawing to Hina. She woddles to her Mina, “Mommy, look, Hina, draw a picture.” 

“Aww, thank you, Hina. Let’s see it together.” Hina nods, raises her arms, and lets you pick her up. She approaches Mina’s lap and says, “Look!” 

“Aww, I love it. Is that mommy?”

“Yeah, it’s mommy, Hina, Ari, and daddy.” Hina continues to point at the stick figures. “Ohh, I see you drew my long hair, but what’s this on top?” 

“Mommy, a princess. Mommy pretty.” 

“Thank you, Hina.” Mina hugs Hina, causing Ari to become jealous. “Mommy doesn’t like Ari! Mommy not hug Ari, just Hina!” She crosses her arms and pouts. 

“Does Ari want a hug from Daddy?”

“No! Ari wants hug from Mommy, not Daddy. Ari mad!” 

Mina tries to hold her laughter, seeing how cute Ari looks when she’s mad. “Ari, mommy likes Ari and Hina.” 

“But mommy not hugging Ari, only Hina.” 

Mina extends her arms, “Does Ari want to join?”

Ari looks down, upset, “Yes.” 

“Come here.” 

Ari makes her way to Mina and hugs the two of them. You try to take a photo when Mina says, “Girls, can daddy join too?”

The two of them nod, and you rush to give them an enormous bear hug. “Daddy, Ari can’t breathe.” The two other girls laugh at Ari’s overreaction.

The day continues with the four of you spending time together as a family. Eventually, Jisoo and Da-eun arrive in the living room and get the twin’s attention. 

“I asked Chaeyoung’s mom if she could watch the kids for a few hours. Let’s spend some time, just the two of us.” 

“Isn’t that too much?” 

“It’s fine, she said she enjoys watching the kids. Plus, it’s a way for them to get used to her, and now they’ll be her students.” 

“You’re right. I don’t want to bother her if we don’t have to,” says Mina.

“Just think about it. You deserve some time off.”

“I do. I do.” 

“You still have some legos sealed, right? Or games you’ve been wanting to play.” 

“Oh, that’s right.” 

“How about we build some Legos and relax.” 

“Okay. Let me get them from my closet.” 

The two of you walk to the game room, but as you enter, you notice Nayeon and Jeongyeon enjoying themselves in karaoke. Jeongyeon turns around and shouts, “Get out!”

Mina and you laugh as you exit the game room. She asks, “Where should we go?” Thinking of a quiet place, you suggest, “What about going to the pool house? It’s quiet, plus we’ll have a nice view.” 

Mina nods and the two of you walk a few minutes until you see the pool house. It’s Mina’s first time visiting, and is excited to take a tour. “Wow, it’s so spacious and pretty. I thought it would just be a small shed and a pool on the side, but it’s actually a whole house.” 

“It is. I figured it would be nice to have one, especially with the kids and members who want to get out of the summer heat.”

“Maybe we should bring the twins for swimming lessons,” says Mina as she imagines her babies learning how to swim.

“That would be great. Let’s ask them.” 

Mina continues to tour the pool house and places her bag on the table. “Let’s try to do one box and see how far we get.” 

You sit across from Mina and admire how invested she is. “I found another piece here.” She grabs it and puts it in its place, “Thanks.” 

“Doesn’t your head hurt by concentrating so much?” 

“Sometimes, but I really want to finish it.” 

“How about a break?” 

“Break?”

“Yeah, a half-hour break.”

“Okay. What do you want to do?” 

“Want to get in the pool?” 

Mina’s ears perk, curious about your decision. “The pool? I don’t have a swimsuit.” 

“Just our clothes, then.” 

Mina smacks your shoulder after listening to your suggestion, “Oppa, stop. You’re not serious, right?” 

You take off your shirt and toss it to the side. You grab Mina’s hand and pull her off her chair, “Come on.” At first, she hesitates but holds your hand. 

“Let's rinse before going in,” you say as you turn on the shower. You take off your shorts and toss them to the side. “Are you going to go in like that?” Mina watches you standing halfway naked and replies, “Turn around, don’t look.” 

You turn around and try to listen to what’s behind you. “Hey, no peeking!” You laugh, caught trying to sneak a peek. 

After a few seconds, she says, “I’m done.” You turn around and see Mina completely nude. You eye her from head to toe, “wow.” 

She covers her private parts and says, “Hentai!”

“Wait… what?”

 “Jōdandesu.”

You laugh at Mina for trying to crack a joke. There’s times when you don’t know if she’s serious or playing a joke on you.

You turn on the water, and the two of you rinse yourself. Suddenly, you feel a pair of hands on your back and ask, “Yes?”

“Let me wash your back for you.” 

“Okay.” 

You feel the cold sensation of the body wash on your back. Mina gently lathers your back with the soap, making sure to get every spot. 

“It feels good.” 

Suddenly, you feel two small nubs press against your back. They slowly drag back and forth. You try to turn around, but Mina pushes your head back, “Don’t turn.” 

Mina continues to rub her mounds on you, pressing her body against yours as she washes you. She moves onto your arms and legs, making sure to clean the areas you can’t.

”Now it’s my turn.” 

You gently wash Mina’s flawless skin 

You admire Mina’s flawless skin as you wash her from behind. Everything about her is perfect. “I doubt anyone could tell you had children, Mina. Your body is so perfect.”

In a gentle and sophisticated manner replies with a “Thank you. I try to take care of myself.” 

“It shows,” you say as you begin to kiss her nape. She slightly lifts her head up from the sudden sensation and releases a soft moan. 

Noticing her reaction, you decide to take things up a notch and slide your hand past her waist. You slowly glide your hand toward her lower region and say, “I think this needs a bit of attention.” 

Mina gasps as she feels your hand move towards her lower lips. Your middle finger moves past her folds, making her moan. She grabs your hand and asks, “Ahh…what are you doing?”

”Washing you. I need to make sure you’re nice and clean.”

”But… not there…” squeezing her legs together. 

You continue to push your hand forward when your ring finger slips inside Mina’s folds. Her body squirms to the sensation and whines, “Oppa, please…” 

“Like this?” 

You insert more of your finger, scraping Mina’s walls. She moans louder, placing her hand around yours and inviting you in. “More…” You begin to thrust your finger, moving it in circles. 

Watching her expression, you insert another finger inside, causing her to lose balance from the overwhelming sensation. “Ahh… ahh!”

”You like that baby? Me, thrusting your fingers inside your pussy.” 

“Yes…”

You pull your fingers out and show Mina the mess she made, “Fuck… look how wet you are.” The both of you see as her thick juices drip onto the ground. You place your fingers into your mouth and lick them clean, making Mina bite her lip. 

She feels your cock gets hard behind her, pressing against her back. The feeling of your cock throbbing behind her is making her hot and horny. She turns around and grabs your face, putting her lips against yours and slowly making out. 

You turn off the water and slowly make your way out of the shower, lifting Mina and placing her on the bathroom sink. You pull yourself away and get on your knees and spread Mina’s legs open. 

Without a second thought, you move your face towards her lower region and drag your tongue against her leaking pussy. Mina feels her whole body becoming overwhelmed with goosebumps as you start to eat her out. 

She holds the back of your head as you make out with her pussy. The more you taste her wet and tender lower lips, the more you get addicted to her sweet nectar. The steady stream of sweet honey flows into your mouth and down your throat, “Ahh… oppa… you’re going to make me cum…”

You wrap your hands around her thighs, balancing yourself as you try to reach her deepest parts. Mina slowly begins to knead her breasts as she watches you on your knees. 

“Wait, oppa… I’m going to cum… get up.”

“Cum.”

”No, it’s embarrassing.”

Instead, you give her a small push as you aim your focus towards her clit. Mina pushes your head away, “Wait… what are you doing? Ahh…”

You increase the pace, digging your face into her cunt as you beg for your meal. “Cum for me, baby, I want to taste all of you.”

Not being able to hold any longer, she pinches her nipples as she cums. “AHH!” A heavy stream of liquid comes rushing towards your face, flooding your mouth as you try to take every ounce into your mouth. 

The bathroom is filled with Mina’s heavy breathing, her body hot from orgasm. She watches as you lift your face, her juices covering your mouth. 

There’s a lustful look in her eyes. Still innocent like the Mina, you know, but someone who is close to being corrupted. The two of you stare into each other’s eyes and notice her silent plea for more.

You wrap your arms around her small waist and lift her, walking towards the outside of the house and into the beach chairs. You lay yourself against the chair as the two of you make out. 

Mina pulls away, not being able to wait any longer; she grabs your hardened cock. She lifts herself and aligns your cock above her entrance. You watch as she lowers herself; your cock spreads her entrance allowing you to slide into her hot womb.

“Hmmm…

Mina traces her finger against her lower region as your cock makes its way inside. She stops and gasps, feeling her baby room being adjusted to your length. 

She puts her hands on your chest and starts riding you slowly. There’s a silence as she rides you. With the silence, your attention focuses on what's in front of you and the pleasure of your bodies together.

Your hands carefully move from her waist to her breast. She moans as you massage her breast, still sensitive after childbirth.

Noticing your attention towards her breast, she gets closer, placing her breast towards your face. You look up and see her expression giving you the green light.

You attach yourself to her breast, tracing your tongue on her nipple. “Ahh..” Mina moans, wrapping her arms around your neck. 

“It’s okay. Mommy has you.” 

Those words are like music to your ears. You suckle on her nipple while massaging the other. Mina moans softly, enjoying your attention on her breast. She continues to ride you, “Ahh… you really like my boobs, oppa.”

“I miss drinking your breast milk.” 

“Oppa, you’re bad. You know that’s for the twins.” 

“So? They need to learn how to share.” 

“They do; our girls are good girls,” she says as she strokes your head. 

“They are, unlike their mommy.”

Surprised, she asks, “Ehh? What do you mean?”

“That their mommy is a bad girl. Seducing daddy with her body.” 

Mina’s ears turn red from embarrassment, and she responds, “I’m not bad; I just have needs.” 

“Ohh, I want to hear more about that. What kind of needs?”

There’s some silence; Mina covers her face, avoiding your gaze. “Come on, tell me.” 

“I. I can’t. It’s embarrassing.” 

“Please…”

“I enjoy when you make me feel good. You treat me like a princess and spoil me. I like it when you do, you know, things to me.” She hides her face on your chest out of embarrassment.” 

“You like it when I make you feel good?”

“Yeah…”

“Then let me make you feel good,” you say as you pick her up and place her back on the beach chair. You raise her legs all the way, with her ankles behind her head. She yelps as you give her little time to react, aligning your cock towards her entrance. 

Mina groans as your cock spreads her tight cunt, “ahh… ahh…” You slowly push yourself forward as you create a visible bulge in the stomach. Mina bites her lip, stopping herself from moaning out loud. 

“Is this what you want?”

”Ye…yes.” 

“I was right; you’re such a bad girl.”

”I…I am. You need to punish me…”

You then increase the pace of your thrusting, watching as Mina’s boobs bounce from the rapid movement. As time passes, Mina’s eyes start to tremble, sometimes rolling back from the sensation of getting her womb played with. 

“Fuck Mina. If your fans knew how cock hungry you are, they would be so disappointed.”

”I… I think they would understand. I have needs, too.”

”They won’t. I know they would go crazy if they saw you like this,” you say as you press the large bulge.

”They won’t, our fans are great. They’d understand.”

”What if they saw you like this?” You pull out most of your cock, only leaving the head, when you shove it back inside, hitting the end of her womb.

“Ahh! Fuck!” Mina coughs out loud, drool running the right side of her mouth as she bites her lip. Her eyes roll back, and her walls grip on your cock tightly. 

“God damn, your pussy is squeezing me!” You can feel it want to milk you and immediately cum inside of her, “I’m cumming, fuck!”

”Ahh! It’s so hot! I can feel your cummies flooding me!”

Your breathing is heavy as you pump her full of your thick seed. Your cock makes a large popping sound as you pull out ”*pop!”

“Fuck… that’s a lot,” you say as you watch a large amount of cum ooze out of Mina’s pussy. 

Mina struggles to move but scoops a finger full of cum and stares at it. “It’s so thick. I might be joining the other two.”

”Haha. Ari has been asking for a baby brother.”

Mina smiles at the idea, “I wouldn’t mind it.”

——

After your quick session, the two of you will try to get back to the Lego building. Mina stares at the pool and says, “My body is a bit sore. Is it okay if we extend the break?” 

“Want to jump in?”

”Is the water cold?”

”Let’s find out,” you say as you suddenly pick up Mina and running towards the pool and jump into it. Mina screams as the two of you fall into the water, soaking her completely. 

“Oppa!”

”Haha.”

The two of you spend a while in the pool having, swimming a few laps or splashing each other with water. 

[rekino2114]

Giving the paldea girls a plushie of their ace pokemon

A/n:my first pokemon post and I decided to do that with my personal favorite group of girls

Nemona

Nemona is always in a good mood whenever she's around you so imagine how she reacted when you randomly handed her an adorable plushie of the starter she chose

Her eyes starts sparkling and she loudly gasps before hugging you so tightly that you almost can't breathe and peppering your face in kisses while constantly saying thank you

She constantly shows it off to everyone in the friend group much to everyone else's annoyance, arven has to remind her that this is the third time she brought up the plushie.....today

She definitely asks you if you can make a plushie of your own starter so you can pretend to make them battle like children do with action figures.......she knows you could just use the actual pokemons but she doesn't care

"......wait...what?......OH MY GOD! THAT'S THE MOST ADORABLE THING EVER! thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, do you think you could make one of your starter too? You know so we can make them battle"

Penny

One day she walked in her dorm just to see plushies of all of her eevelutions slumped on her bed, she sighed and immediately knew it was you

Even if she might not look super thrilled to have them, not really having too much of a reaction, she actually really loves them

Sometimes she sleeps while hugging one of them or just being surrounded by every single one, whenever you're not available to cuddle (or she's just too embarrassed to ask) she grabs one of them and hugs it since they're really soft and fluffy (plus they smell like you)

Whenever you have to go away for a long time for whatever reason she gives you the plushie of your favorite eevelution so you can remember her by

"Those plushies in my bed.....I knew that was you.....*blushes* n-no I like them they're really cute and fluffy.....just thank you for taking the time to make something like this for me"

Iono

Iono's brain short-circuits the moment you showed her a giant bellibolt plushie, and then when you told her it was for her, she completely stopped thinking and just started hugging you and thanking you, spending basically the rest of the day like this

She takes so many pictures of it, her phone gallery is full of dozens of photos of the plushie in all different angles for absolutely no reason other than "I like it so much I wanna look at it even when it's not near me" she especially loves the pictures of you of her hugging or standing on the plushie

Speaking of, she loves just taking naps on it. It's big enough to sleep on, and she sometimes drags you there to nap together, even if it's not big enough for two people so you often have to just drag her to bed instead

She always shows it off on her streams and loves it when her viewers ask about it or say how cute it looks, it's more excuses to talk about you after all

"Oh yeah, that bellibolt plushie is new! It's something my amazing wonderful and super beautiful partner gave me, ahh y/n just is the absolute best"

Rika

She smirks the moment she sees you handing her a life-sized clodsire plushie. She takes it and looks at it before looking back at you and just starting to make out

It's a plushie of her favorite pokemon made by her favorite person on the planet she absolutely adores it and will treasure it forever

The first thing she did was show it off to the rest of the elite four whenever they met up again, Larry didn't care at all, Hassel just told her how good you were for each other but poppy absolutely loved it and asked rika if she could play with it, which she happily gave it to her

Sometimes she just puts it on top of her head like a hat for no reason, you don't know why she does it but she looks cute with it

"Wow, that's super cute, it's for me? Seriously? Thanks so much cutie, you know I said it was really cute but now that I think about it it comes nowhere close to its creator"

Dendra

At first she can't believe that you made a plushie of hariyama just for her, but when you confirmed it she couldn't hold her excitement in and tacked you to the ground with a hug

Whenever she showed it to tulip, her friend wanted to give the plushie a makeover for some reason, but dendra didn't let her since you made it, and it would have been disrespectful to her love

One time she decided to show it to her class, mostly to tell them how amazing you were, and her students asked her if they could pet it and play with it, which she reluctantly obligated to, she still made sure they wouldn't mess it up in any way though

One time you found her exhausted sleeping on the couch while hugging the plushie and you thought it was adorable so you took a picture of it (she blushed a lot when you showed it to her)

"An hariyama plushie.....j-just for me?...you made it! Like with your hands?...o-oh my God thank you so much, it looks even more beautiful now that I know you made it"

[chlorinecake]

HURTS, DOESN'T IT? ✦ — 𝐉.𝐒𝐂 👾

▹ PAIRING: Boyfriend Sungchan x F. Reader

▹ SYNOPSIS: While at an arcade party to celebrate Halloween alongside your boyfriend and his friends, one random activity leads to another before you two find yourselves completely wasted and horny as fuck…

▹ WARNINGS: KINKTOBER SPECIAL, swearing, kissing, halloween themes, impact play, spanking kink, face slapping, giggly (but also very emotionally unstable) protected sex, exhibionism (public bathroom), ft. other kpop idols, mentions & consumption of alcohol, jealousy, that's about it

▹ WORD COUNT: 2.7k — DAY 9

T WAS SOMETIME during the second week in October when your boyfriend Sungchan got a text from his old college buddy about wanting to get in touch at some party.

The occasion was a fashionably early Halloween celebration at a local arcade where there’d be tons of food, good conversation, and entertainment.

Needless to say, the location choice was odd at best, but throwing a house party would’ve been much more expensive anyway.

And of course, knowing that the party could be an unfriendly zone for anyone in a relationship, Sungchan decided to take you with him as a date, both to stay out of trouble and because he didn’t want to leave you home alone that night.

“Babe, look at this,” Sungchan offered as you sat on the couch together, scrolling through a few pins from his Halloween costume Pinterest board. “Which one catches your eye?”

“Hmmm, that one,” you chirped with a smile, pointing to the photo that seemed easiest to recreate...

So, Sungchan ended up dressed as a basketball player and you as his cheerleader girlfriend, and everyone at the party absolutely adored your costumes.

It came to a point where you recall somewhere around 8 people asking to take a photo of you two by the time y’all actually got there, but I digress...

Considering this was a grown-ups-only party, there wasn't any candy or tricks involved, but there was a lot of booze and raunchy shenanigans.

Additionally, the arcade was a space strictly for adults, so you didn't have to worry about any little kids wandering the place or making a disturbing fuss, either.

“Ohhh, look what the cat dragged in,” your boyfriend’s clearly drunk friend remarked upon seeing you, who was ironically dressed as a tipsy-looking Jack Sparrow.

“This is my lovely girlfriend, _____.” Sungchan smiled awkwardly now, “____, Seonghwa... It’s time you two finally meet each other.”

“Nice to meet you, Seonghwa,” you offered as confidently as you could, shaking his hand while saying, “Thanks for having me, by the way.”

“Ahh, don’t mention it... You two lovebugs have fun now though,” Seonghwa slurred, all before stumbling away into the distance.

That’s when you felt Sungchan’s hand slip around your waist, pulling you close to him before whispering, “Is it just me, or are we currently too sober to enjoy this party?”

“No, it’s both of us,” you agreed with a painfully honest nod, making your boyfriend chuckle a bit as you both promptly made your way over to the drinks bar.

But since you step foot in the arcade, you feel like there is a second pair of eyes watching you aside from Sungchan’s, and you could bet on your grave that it is the barista running the bar.

“Hey guys! What can I get for the sexy player and his ditsy fangirl today?” She started sarcastically while annoyingly chewing on a wad of gum with her dark red lips, might I add?

“We’re actually a couple,” Sungchan answered before you could even get a word out, and fortunately so because you certainly didn’t have anything good to say to her.

“We’ll take whatever specials you guys are having tonight,” you began to say while glancing at the drink menu, but she had already helped herself to chatting things up with your boyfriend.

Right.

In.

Front of you…

Just from glancing at her name tag, you knew the skank went by “Samantha G” to most people, which only irritated even more once Sungchan nicknamed her “Sam.”

“You have such a bright smile,” she said, reaching a hand out to touch his arm. “God, and you’re strong,” she chuckled slightly before humming as if someone had just stuck a vibrator in her ass.

“Miss G, don’t forget that you’re hired to serve, not to swoon,” an employee from the back called out to her, and it was easy to hold back the laugh in your throat once Sam replied with:

“Oh, give me a break, Eunseok... Besides, with the outfit I’m wearing, I could easily get away with doing both.”

Gag me with a fucking spoon, you thought to yourself, feeling relieved to see Sungchan peeling that vipers grip away from his arm by her wrist.

“Serving and swooning?” Eunseok repeated with a look of cringe on his face, “You must be mistaking this job with Hooters.”

But nonetheless, Samantha lifted her chin proudly, ignoring his words as if her behavior right now was something to be proud of.

Eventually though, Eunseok got started on making your drinks while Samantha pretended to look busy.

Not wanting to cause any further confusion, you simply ignored her frequent glances towards you two, letting Sungchan pay the bill before walking off to enjoy yourselves.

And as the night continued, you and Sungchan helped yourselves to some pizza next, shooting hoops for a few rounds at the basketball game before eventually delighting yourselves to a Pac-Man tournament.

You obviously lost more than half of the rounds y’all played together, but only because you really needed to stop by the bathroom after all those drinks.

Sungchan cut the game off, returning it back to its default home screen before taking your hand and walking you to the ladies bathroom.

“I’ll be out in a bit,” you told him as you lazily kissed the apple of his cheek before waltzing inside, and he rested his back on the outside of the door, planning to wait until you were finished.

Though, you were starting to take a lot longer than promised, causing Sungchan to grow a bit suspicious...

So, being the rule-breaker that he often was whenever he drank too much, he walked inside the women’s bathroom, knocking on the stall door to see if you were okay.

And surprisingly, you weren’t in there throwing up your entire digestive system, so that concluded you fine for the most part...

The only issue was that your pussy wouldn't stop throbbing and leaking arousal all into your underwear, and even after trying to calm yourself down a few times, nothing was working—

“Baby, just let me in before some chick sees me standing here and assumes I’m harassing you,” Sungchan pleaded despite the calmness of his voice, impatient hands finding the pockets on his track pants.

“Fine, but I’m only letting you in if you promise to help me,” you pouted as if he could see you, and he let himself giggle at the whiny tone of your voice right now.

“Help you with what? Wiping yourself?” Sungchan teased, but all of that stopped once you opened the door to pull him inside.

“No, asshole… I seriously need you right now,” you whined again, and he kissed you, cupping your face in one hand and supporting the small of your back with another.

“I only did that to shut you up, by the way,” Sungchan muttered upon breaking from the kiss, turning back to open the door and leave. “Now let’s go back...”

“Channie, please…” You tugged on his arm.

“I’m not staying here in a women’s bathroom stall with you, ____,” he whisper-scolded.

“But I want you to be in here,” you went on, clinging to his arm like a koala in distress...

Sungchan sighed, finally closing the door back so you could stop whining. “Okay, baby, what’s all this really about... hm?”

You stayed quiet, only reaching inside the cup of your bra to pull out a condom packed in shiny blue foil.

“Baby,” Sungchan breathed out with a soft smile, finally realizing the true motive for your sudden change in behavior: “Why’re you letting that barista girl get to you?”

“I dunno, why’re you bringing her up?” You retorted, closing your hand around the condom you held, but Sungchan found your hand anyway, opening it back up and taking the condom himself.

“Because you’re obviously still bothered about how she was acting with me,” he returned, undoing his track pants while keeping eye contact with you, “and that’s okay... Even I get jealous sometimes.”

“I wasn’t jealous of that skank,” you correct him.

“Then what were you, baby?… Tell me…”

“I was... upset,” you admitted through a gulp once he freed his cock from his pants, and he was surprisingly somewhat hard already just from talking to you, “There’s a difference, y’know?”

“Sure... but what upset you?”

“That... that you just let her touch you and... and talk to you as if I wasn’t standing right fucking there,” you said with a frustrated tone, feeling your skin shiver at the sudden sound of him tearing the foil packaging before sliding the rubber over his tip and down his shaft.

“I’m sorry I made you feel that way, then." Sungchan apologized, and either being too drunk to notice or even care that he was being sarcastic, you closed the space between you two, looking him straight in the eye with your own lust-filled ones.

And before you knew it, he had your back against the wall, fucking his thickness into your sopping cunt as you clung to his shoulders, eyes shut with overwhelming pleasure.

Given the crammed space in the stall, it wasn't very easy to move around in there, let alone with two fully grown people. Though, at least one benefit was that the arcade restrooms weren’t like the cheesy ones with zero privacy...

The stalls were fully sealed all around, almost like a closet with a toilet in it, and judging from the thick wooden walls, they were pretty soundproof too for the most part.

His hands gripped at your ass as pretty little grunts fell from his lips, and all you could hear in the back of your mind was Samantha’s irritating voice.

“K-kiss me,” you breathed out suddenly, and Sungchan did just that, finding your lips in his own as you kissed him passionately, trembling at the sensation of his hands spreading your cheeks as he held you tighter.

That’s when you took his lower lip between your teeth, biting down hard enough to leave a mark.

“Fuck,” he swore as quietly as he could, and you released his lip, only because you wanted to see the pained look on his face as he kept fucking you.

“Why the hell did you bite me so hard, ____?”

“Hurts, doesn’t it?” You returned with a whisper, and he only hung his head, snickering to himself before looking back up to meet your eyes.

“You’re fucking crazy, y’know tha—ahhh...” His voice trailed off, but only because your walls kept clenching around him, your slick coating his entire pelvis now given how wet you were... though, your physical arousal didn't match your visible pleasure...

“Why're you holding your sounds in, huh?” Your boyfriend huffed, only to chuckle slightly at the docile look of sexual desperation overtaking your face now, “still trying to stay mad at me for no reason?”

“Even if I was, you're literally laughing at everything right now, so it'd be pointless,” you said with a surprisingly stable voice, only to tighten your jaw at how slow he was dragging his cock against your walls now, making you focus on every last inch of his length as he slid in and out of you, slow and steady...

“Stop that,” your voice came out strained, and you turned your face from him to hide how effected you truly were, but when his hands fiercely gripped at the sensitive flesh of your hips, you couldn't stop yourself from wincing.

“So bossy today,” he replied with a smirk, biting his own lip at the sight of your tough girl act crumbling before him.

“Go faster already, Sungchan,” you sighed with desperation, hating how he was delaying your release by going so slowly

“I'm sure Samantha wouldn't mind me fucking her at this speed,” he snickered, ghosting his hot breath right below your ear.

“The closest that bitch is ever getting to you again is in... in a dream,” you stammered out incoherently, but only because he was sucking on your neck now, surely leaving a mark as his hips finally picked up the pace.

“I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you,” Sungchan mumbles through grunts in between kissing your flesh, making your eyes go in and out of focus the faster he pistoled his cock into you. “She’s probably waiting for me in the stall beside us... touching herself while she listens to us fuck... wishing it was her—”

Smack!

You slapped him clean across the face, cutting off his words with your bitter force, and you’re not sure if that’s what makes his eyes appear watery at first...

Though, maybe, it was the feeling of your snug walls sucking him back in that made him tear up a bit, and it didn’t help how you subconsciously rolled your hips against his, desperate for more friction.

“Feel better after doing that, angel?” Sungchan asked in a wobbly voice now, and you could tell he was getting close just from how pronounced his veins looked now, coupled with the additional saliva pooling in his mouth.

Before you could even answer, he was back to kissing you, and his skilled tongue, despite all the drama it had caused thus far, was making you feel so good right now...

The contact was so sloppy, and primal even, with his powerful hips pushing through their own stuttering as he chased his high, spanking the swell of your ass to get your attention.

“I asked you a question, didn’t I, baby?” He offered through his adorably labored breaths, still trying to get that reply out of you before y’all left the stall.

Smack.

His large hand hit your ass again, making you jump against the wall as the painful sting traveled throughout your entire body, part of it turning you on somewhat.

“Sungchan,” you panted, tracing the swollen part of his lower lip that you had bit earlier, and now you were starting to feel your eyes tear up, too, “I’m sorry, I... I don’t know what made me do that.”

“It’s okay, angel, we’re both drunk out of our minds right now,” his voice began with a weak giggle, just as his arms were starting to feel numb for holding you for so long.

Fusing your back with the wall, you were shocked to feel that Sungchan could possibly reach even deeper inside you, and it was only with a few more thrusts while coupled with the pleasured whimpers you finally let out for him that your boyfriend reached his climax.

“Fuck, baby... ahh... nghh... fuckkk,” a string of curse words spilled from your lips, but Sungchan covered your mouth almost instantly once he heard someone open the bathroom entry door.

“Mmm,” you hummed again, but he shushed you with a finger, hearing a stall open and close just a few feet away from you before their footsteps stopped.

And you couldn’t be more lucky that there was faint music playing from the speakers, provoking you and Sungchan to get back dressed as fast as y’all could while you still had a chance at doing so undetected.

Your feet hit the ground with a gentle thud once he released you from his grasp, and you both smiled at how ridiculous you both felt in this moment.

Slipping off his soiled condom, he discarded it down the toilet, pinning you against the wall to find your lips in yet another harsh kiss as he hummed softly, “We’re never going to a party like this again, right?”

“Agreed,” you said back, readjusting your cheer skirt and panties as your boyfriend slid his pants up, ruffling his hair a few times before finally opening the stall door to leave...

Both of your emotions were always like a rollercoaster whenever you got drunk. One second you were both a bunch of moody lug nuts, and then the next, you two were practically inseparable...

With your arm hooked in Sungchan’s, you rested your head on his stature as he led you out of the bathroom stall, and you weren’t all that surprised to spot Samantha there, wide-eyed and confused as you and him casually walked out together.

“Did you guys... Why were you both?... Wait…"   Samantha’s voice trailed off as she tried her hardest to get a coherent sentence out but failed nonetheless once Sungchan and you started giggling to each other before walking out the restroom.

And you’re certain the stall you two had just left reeked of body warmth and sex, but being too drunk to spare a care, you both waved everyone off before heading home, only to flat out crash on your shared mattress and sleep the night away while still wearing your costumes...

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[sheaabuttaababyy]

Pixie cut - Jey Uso

Jey x Camilla

Smut 18+

Wiping her sweaty hands on her outfit. Camilla sighed nervously as she sat at the kitchen table, hearing the front door unlock.

"Ayyy baeee. I’m back" Josh yelled as he walked through the door with two grocery bags.

His and Camilla’s dog Rocky quickly came barking in excitement jumping on his leg. "Hey buddy" he made his way towards the kitchen, placing the grocery bags on the counter.

Camilla stood up waiting for Josh to notice her, as he began taking out the items from the bags. "Oooh I can’t wait, to make this good food" he rubbed his hands together smiling.

"Ahem" she let out a noise so he could turn around and acknowledge her.

"Oh shit I think I forgot the onion powder"

"Ahemmm" Camilla coughed again getting a little annoyed.

"Ahh never minds it’s right here." he laughed taking it out the bag.

"Joshua!"

"Yeah babe" he turned around his eyes widening as he stared at his girlfriend. Taking in her new look. He never knew a pixie cut could look so Damn good on someone.

All the way from her beautiful body and how her pants and tube top clung onto her curves. How her gold bracelets, necklaces and earrings went so nicely with her gorgeous brown glowing skin. And now here she was adding a pixie cut to the Damn mix.

"Oh shit"

"Good oh shit? Or bad oh shit?" She asked chewing on her acrylics.

He broke out his trance walking up to her "Nah good definitely good. Damn mama you look so sexy, shit."

She smiled slightly as he pulled her into his arms cuffing her ass gripping it. "So you like it?" She questioned wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Like? Hell nah. I love it. you look so pretty. Damn mama you really tryna kill me" he spoke kissing all over her face. She giggled trying to pull away, but that made him only hold on her tighter as he continued.

"Okay okay, Joshua we gotta make dinner" she said as Joshua’s kisses went towards her neck.

"Mmm girl what’s that?" He stopped his kissing. Leaning forward sniffing her neck inhaling her sweet vanilla scent. Before kissing all over her again.

"Oh my god. Babee enough we need to start the food" she mushed his head back. Seeing how his eyes were dark and filled with lust.

"Fuck the food. I wanna you eat you." Camilla giggled stepping away from him. She kept her eyes on Josh taking off her light teal zip up, pushing her chest out a bit as she did.

His eyes dropped down to her breasts that were covered with a white tube top. Her pierced nipples poking through the thin material. He noticed that she changed her nipple rings to heart shaped ones that matched her belly ring.

He rubbed both his hands down his face, rubbing his jaw feeling his already hard dick getting even harder. "You really are tryna kill me Cam"

She giggled walking to the counter "no I’m not papa. But if you behave maybe you can have me for dessert" bending down she grabbed her ankles giving her ass a little shake.

"Definitely having you for dessert" He slapped her ass making her squeal.

As the two of them were making the food. Camilla would constantly find Josh staring at her with lustful eyes. He would randomly come up touching and kissing on her.

"Josh can u pass me the salt" He grabbed the salt walking behind her purposely pressing up against her ass.

"Boy Stawppp" she smiled as Josh leaned down kissing her right shoulder in slow lovingly kisses.

"We’re never gonna have this dinner done, if you keep doing that" She pushed him back with her butt, snatching the salt from him.

He groaned and starting punching the air. He’s been hard ever since he saw her with that new cut. He needed her right now.

Grabbing Camilla’s phone he unlocked it going in her photos app. He knew she would have hella pictures. She always did when she switched up her hair.

"Gahh Damn" he bit his lip swiping through each photo. She looked too damn fine. Selecting them all he sent every single photo to himself. "Yeahh these pictures mine now" he whispered to himself smiling.

"Boy whatchu doing on my phone?"

"Nothing just changing the song" he closed her photos app opening Spotify.

"Mhmm…right" she looked at him suspiciously before going back to making the mac n cheese.

Finding the song he wanted he placed the phone back down. Walking back to his girlfriend he wrapped his arms around her, singing in her ear.

"Wooooooooo ooooooohhhhhh. wooo woo woo waaaa wooooooohh" Camilla laughed out loud at his attempt of singing the intro of Fortunate by Maxwell.

"Baby I love you but don’t ever do that again" she laughed placing a peck on his lips.

After Josh and Camilla finished making their food. They ate before cleaning up everything going to the living room to watch a movie.

Baby boy was playing on the TV as Camilla’s back was leaning against the arm of the couch. Her feet was placed in Josh’s lap as he’s rubbed them.

Feeling eyes on her she turned her head seeing Josh wasn’t paying any attention to the movie. His eyes were fully focused on her.

"What?" She asked feeling shy slightly.

"Come here" he grabbed her waist placing her in his lap. Making her straddle him as her arms immediately went around his neck.

"You said if I behaved I can have you for dessert" his hands gripped the front of her tube top before ripping it open in one quick motion making Camilla gasp. "And I behaved mama"

Josh leaned down capturing one of her pierced nipples in his mouth. "Fuckkk Josh"

Camilla took off his backwards cap throwing it to the side. Running her fingers through his hair.

He released her nipple with a popping sound. Switching to the other one, Humming around it.

Camilla slowly started moving against his bulge. That was pressing tightly against her crotch. Grabbing his face she pulled him into a kiss.

Their tongues clashed as they sloppily made out. Her hips moving faster against him as they Moaned in each other mouth.

Pulling away Camilla stopped her movements getting up. She peeled her pants off from her thick thighs, as Josh took his shirt off, Along with his pants.

He pulled her back on him. His hand going to her pussy. "Mhmm you already wet and ready for daddy?" His fingers up and down her slit, before pushing two fingers into her. "I’m always wet for you" she moaned out from the fingering she was receiving.

He retrieved his hand, bringing it up to his mouth tasting her sweet juices. He hummed at the taste of her before kissing her again.

Grabbing the base of his dick Camilla guided it to her wet entrance. The couple let out a moan as she sunk onto his thick dick.

She bounced up and down on him. Her titties jumping up and down In his face, Clapping sounds filling the room each time she brought herself back down.

"Shit Cam. Your pussy so fucking wet ma" Josh took both of his hands giving Camilla’s ass two hard slaps.

Gripping her ass, he planted his feet flat against the ground lowering his body on couch. Raising his hips up he thrusted into Cam hard.

Her body jolted forward, eyes rolling back as Joshua was hitting that spot inside her deliciously. "Oooooh yessss. Fuck me like that."

"Like this?" Joshua got a better grip on her ass, spreading her ass cheeks apart. Going deeper in her.

"Yess yess yess" she chanted feeling herself coming close.

"Shittt baby I’m bout to fill you up." He moaned out. His thrusts speeding up a bit.

Josh pulled Camilla into a bear hug. Her chest flushed against his as his. Arms wrapped tightly around her waist, nuzzling his face right into her neck. Letting out loud moans in her ear, nibbling it.

Camilla pulled her head back putting her forehead to Josh’s. "Come with me papa. Pleasee" she whispered against his lips. "Im witchu mama. Im right there witchu."

Her mouth went wide. A high pitch gasp leaving her mouth. She felt herself coming all over Josh as he filled her up with his hot cum.

The two were hugged up in eachother’s arms. Lips kissing, as they both came down from their highs.

Josh grabbed under Camilla’s thighs lifting her up off his dick. His cum spilled out leaving a slight trail across his chest as he raised her up to sit on his face.

"What you doin- ohhh fuck" Cam tossed her head back, feeling Josh’s warm tongue lapping up at her pussy. That was filled with the mix of their cum.

Finishing their multiple rounds of lovemaking. Camilla laid on Josh. Her sweaty naked body on top of his, with her eyes were closed. listening to the sound of his heartbeat, as Josh doing something on his phone.

Feeling the bright light from Josh’s phone screen she opened her eyes trying to peek at what he was doing.

"Girl don’t be all up in my phone. Nosy" he turned it slightly away from her, making a mug form on her face.

"Tell your side hoes you busy right now" she said playfully making him laugh.

"Nah nah. They know the scheduled." he replied smirking down at her.

"Your such an asshole" she smacked his chest as he kissed her temple pulling her closer into him.

He put his phone down as the sound of buzzing constantly came from his phone.

"The fuck did you post?" Camilla asked lifting her head up a bit.

"Ion know" he shrugged a slight grin on his face.

Grabbing her own phone she unlocked it seeing multiple notifications on insta. Opening the app she saw Josh tag her in a post.

Uceyjucey✔️

Liked by Romanreigns, Trinityfatu, Jonathanfatu and others

Uceyjucey✔️ I usually don’t like sharing my baby cause I want her all to myself, But she looked too good I had to show y’all how lucky I am to have @Camilla_Moore

Trinityfatu OMG THE HAIRR!?!?! IT LOOKS SO GOOD

Faithmariee61 I don’t usually like pixies but she suits it sooo well Liked by Uceyjucey

Jadecargill sis ate that 🤩

Usofan769 oop not him being possessive ion blame him though she’s fineeee

Yeet_fan HE POSTED HER???? AND SHES FINE WTF Liked by Uceyjucey

Kayla_heart Heart been broke so many times I-I don’t know what to believe

Uso-juceyfan replied to Kayla_heart same girl same

Tally099 She’s soo pretty congratulations Liked by UceyJucey

She scrolled through comments a little more before putting her phone down smiling at her man.

"Your so sweet papa. I love you" she kissed his lips as he tugged her closer. "I love you more baby"

🏷taglist: @usoinked @mselenalovebug @theusotwinzcom @bloodlineslut @urbeez @luvrsluxe @trippinsorrows @catxo @whowrotethenote @uceyliyahh @adoreesun

[pha55ed]

Winter Wonderland || F1/F2

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: none

contains :: carlos, charles, lando, oscar, max, ollie, paul, pepe

summary :: decorating your home together for the holiday season with the drivers

xmas celly here! || f1 masterlist || f2 masterlist

Carlos Sainz | 55

Very vintage, and rich looking

It's a true money style of richness, with a big ass tree filled with presents underneath it

There's even ribbons on all the gifts

Why? Because his mom and other family members are so rich and retired that they're fucking bored and added it

Most likely you live with him and he just reuses the same ornaments and stuff from last year

But you don't care, it's so pretty

But!!!! You two get a little custom ornament that's really cute

Probably your anniversary date or smth on it

Charles Leclerc | 16

A nice rich Christmas too, but more sleek and modern-ish

He loved decorating as a kid with his siblings but now that he has his own tree??? Man that's so much work

He'll let you take care of the tree and most of the decor, but he doesn't just sit on his ass

He'll help pick the items, theme, etc

And also help put up the heavy duty stuff, like lights around the house and stuff

But putting each and every flower into the reefs??? Oh noooo he's suddenly so soreeee nooooo

After like 10 ornaments, he's suddenly complaining and saying "my physical therapist told me it's bad to do repetitive motions"

He's a liar but you don't even care, cause he bought everything for you

And he'll give you constant praise in person and online for your decorating skills

Lando Norris | 04

Frat boy party vibes but honestly,,, I fuck with it

Tons of colors, lights, and it's so fun to look at

Loves decorating with you and making it very chaotic

And also very ghetto...

This man doesn't even use staples or tape to hold up the lights on the wall

Why? Because he couldn't find any and didn't wanna go out to get them

So now your lights are being held up by wood glue... or your eyelash glue that he stole... or any random sticky substance...

No he doesn't use old condoms, don't think that

Oscar Piastri | 81

He don't gaf

However YOU want to decorate, he obeys

Whether that's an all pink tree, ugly ahh skinny tree that holds one ornament, or the biggest more extravagant Christmas ever

If his beautiful partner tells him to stfu he stfu, like a good boyfriend

And even better???

He not only pays for any decoration you want, no matter how expensive or stupid it is (he just loves seeing you happy)

But he also helps put up and cleans EVERYTHING

He's up on the roof decorating, cleaning the fireplace just to make it pretty, and even re-arranging the entire living room just for you to have the perfect spot for the tree

Some call him whipped

I call him a real man

Max Verstappen | 01

He also don't gaf

But, not in the Oscar way

He fr doesn't gaf at all

Expect an ugly ass tree, or most likely not even a tree

If you're lucky, you'll get the strip of reef in the pic above

But there's a very high chance that you'll just get a printed photo of a Christmas tree that's hung on the wall

BUT he does love stupid Christmas decor

So things like a funny statue, a creepy elf on the shelf, etc are all very welcomed

Luckily, Max isn't an asshole and will 10000% celebrate however you like at all

He's just gonna follow your lead and do whatever is needed from it... With minimal effort firstly...

Oliver Bearman | 87

Like Max, but really cute and funny

He has the Christmas spirit and loves it very much

One thing he did that's very very cute is that he ordered those big inflatable

But he didn't check the size...

So now you have a 35feet tall Satan in your yard!!! Yay!!!

He's in the Christmas spirit and he got the right idea

Maybe he doesn't have the skill to decorate it,,, but he has the spirit!

Paul Aron | 17

A classy and modern Christmas

Most likely white and a bit of a snow theme going on

Mixed with black too, cause that's his aesthetic ya know

He's very active when it comes to decorating

Always helping you pick what to get, which matches each other, etc

He's also very worried about the measurements, so he always makes sure to take note of the space you have to make sure everything fits

Also helps you put everything up, it's so sweet and domestic

Like: he holds your waist while you stand on the ladder to put the star up

Pepe Marti | 21

I'm mad at him rn cause why is every photo of him so bad

But he's so painfully unaware of the fact that he's tall

The tree only has ornament son the top

All the lights and decorations are put where you can't even see

And he keeps assigning you tasks that you cannot reach

Which he learns to take note of, always laughing at you before saying sorry

The decoration is very warm and homey

Definitely the type to bring over his friends to have dinner all together

His home isn't crazy decorated, but still nice and cozy

Which perfectly matches your relationship's vibes

[mrsdotkennedy]

♡*:.mr crawling headcanons .:*♡

hi so i’ve never written these before but they seemed fun and i thought i’d give it a shot! gender neutral reader <3

i feel like he’d chase his shadow and (or) be afraid of it. the first time the two of you go grocery shopping in the human world, he’d be unused to the sun but fascinated by it, staring directly at it. then he’d glance around and notice that whenever he moves, his shadow also moves. at first he’d test it out, moving left, then right, watching it move with him. he might paw at it, and then turn in circles, like a puppy chasing its tail. eventually he’d be frustrated with the shadow’s relentless tactics, and slightly afraid that it wouldn’t go away. what scared him even further was the fact that a shadow was following you too! that’s where he draws the line. if it had just been him plagued with the shadows he could let it go, but there’s no way he could let these things hurt you. he’d clutch onto you in warning, trying to indicate the shadow in a fearful tone. you’d be confused until you realize he was warning you of your own shadow, and then you laugh loudly. he pouts, but feels ease at your lightheartedness. you try to explain it to him in broken words: “not hurt, not real, from light” as you point at the sun. he doesn’t fully understand you (still struggling through the language barrier), but if you say it’s okay then it’s okay!

when you take videos of him, at first he doesn’t understand the concept. he’s a little wary, and unsure of how you managed to capture moments of him inside that little gadget, but he pieced together in his mind that it was some sort of magic mirror, and eventually he became obsessed with photography. he loves to take photos and videos of you doing literally anything: washing the dishes, lying around, cooking, trying on new outfits, anything at all. his favorite thing to do is take selfies of the two of you though <3

how he texts you! you had gotten into the keyboards setting and managed to put in his language system (or at least however much you knew of it) into an extra phone you bought for him, but he preferred to try and use your language instead. he texts you constantly while you’re at work/school, but he never touches his phone when you’re home. his texts are always filled with emojis, and loads of hearts. his love of selfies always comes through as he snaps selfies every couple hours, showing him cleaning, organizing, trying to cook a meal, etc. he’s definitely an insanely speedy typer (big ahh hands and long fingers), though it’s definitely awkward at first and he has loads of typos

guys idk what this is tbh i just wish i had unconditional love from this fine fellow anyways yeah ty for reading hehe bye!

p.s. should i have put more details or is vague better?

[fanon-canon-idfk]

WAIT POLY SKK SCENARIO THAT HAS BEEN ROTTING IN MY BRAIN FOR A WHILE…

GC WHERE MALE READER SENDS GOOFY AHH STUFF TO THE GC AND CHUUYA GETS SO ANNOYED

aftercare (if ur uncomfortable with the genre pls skip)

where like after masc reader is just too fkin tired to put le boxeres back on so he just sits there tired asf and chuuya is like dude we just finished out it back on 🧍 and ofc dazais gonna be goofy asf like “ooo look at mr show off over hereeeee”

ALSO ALSO…

M! READER THAT IS LIKE RLLY SLEEPY WHENEVER HE RECIEVES AFFECTION JUST LIKE A FEW KISSES AND HES GONE WITH THE WIND

imagine the use of “pretty boy” to m! reader ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

1ST SCENARIO

It was yet another day at work in the agency alongside your boyfriend, Dazai

Who was also texting your other boyfriend, Chuuya.

Meanwhile, you were focusing on finishing your work as your phone buzzed in sync with giggles from Dazai sitting in the desk beside you.

The moment you finished your paperwork you looked over to his grinning face with a lifted brow before pulling your phone out and reading your notifications:

Chu Chu 10:47 PM

What are you guys doing?

Osa 10:49 PM

Dying of boredom 💔

Chu Chu 10:49

So you’re doing nothing

Osa 10:50

Chuuya expects so little of me! I’m working very hard!!

Chu Chu 10:50

Whatever I’m going back to work

Ah so that’s why Dazai was giggling.

Such a shame though, he seems so bored again now without anything to do. (bc he refuses to do his work)

So, as the good boyfriend you are, you picked up your phone and started typing.

You 10:52

Don’t be a bully Chu

Chu Chu 10:53

Tf you mean bully???

You 10:53

Poor Osamu is crying now!!!

Right on cue, you hear Dazai giggling again with his phone in his hands. He looks up at you with a giant grin, mischief already riddling his complexion.

Dazai wheels his chair right beside yours and whispers something in your ear, causing you to nod and chuckle to yourself.

Dazai put on a sad face, a pout with some puppy eyes, (Literally this emoji 🥺) and you took a photo of him with your phone.

You 10:55

[Sent an image]

Chu Chu 10:55

Oh stfu

Osa 10:55

ITS TRUE YOUVE BROKEN MY HEART SLUG 💔

Chu Chu 10:55

I’m going back to work.

You 10:56

CHUUYA APOLOGIZE

Osa 10:56

APOLOGIZE

Chu Chu 10:56

STFU IM WORKING

Osa 10:57

APOLOGIZE‼️

You 10:57

APOLOGIZE

Chu Chu 10:58

OH MY FUCKING GOD

He loves you guys <3

2ND SCENARIO

Chuuya and Dazai had gone off to shower together after the 3 of you had an… intimate moment. You however, decided to shower after them because you were fucking exhausted.

Having two guys in bed with you is a lotta work, who knew.

You stayed laying down on the mattress, an arm over your face as your eyes started growing heavy. Ultimately, you fell asleep for a short nap.

In, what for you felt like a few minutes, Chuuya and Dazai had exited the bathroom with a new set of outfits on.

The second they laid their eyes on you Chuuya spoke up, “Oh what the fuck? You can’t even just put on your boxers??”

You woke up at the sound of his voice, situating yourself to rest on your elbows lazily as you looked back at them both. “Yup. Too much work..” you sighed.

Dazai chuckled, “Oh no, please, do keep yourself as comfortable possible~.” He smirked, eyeing your bare body admiringly.

“Ok- you, go fuckin shower,” he ordered, pointing at you sternly before turning around to Dazai.

“And you- stop fucking looking! I’m not going another round just because you can’t relax!” He shoves his hands over Dazai’s eyes, pushing him and himself out of the bathroom doorway for you to go in.

You sighed tiredly, begrudgingly getting up and grabbing yourself some clothing from the dresser. You groggily walked into the bathroom, leaving Chuuya and Dazai alone.

As you closed the door behind you, Chuuya removed his hands from Dazai’s face, revealing a pouting expression.

“What?” Chuuya questioned,

Dazai just responded simply, “Cockblocker.”

3RD SCENARIO

You were all sitting on the couch watching a movie, yourself sitting in the middle. Dazai had his head resting on your shoulder while Chuuya was locking hands with you.

It was late at night so it was normal for you to be tired, but you didn’t feel like falling asleep in the slightest quite yet, the movie holding your attention a bit too well.

That was until you felt Dazai place a soft peck on your jawline, and you just instantly internally melted.

Your eyes started growing heavy like it was magic, you suddenly didn’t have the strength to even keep your head up! You laid your head atop of Dazai’s, his soft locks not doing you any favors.

You were at war with your eyelids, fighting to keep them open so you could keep watching the movie with your boyfriends.

Chuuya then looked over to you, noticing your battle to stay awake. “Are you falling asleep?” He chuckled, you replied stubbornly “No..”

He just laughed again, sliding his hand around your head and pulling you in to use his lap as a pillow. “It’s ok, pretty boy,” he smiled softly “just get your rest, we can always watch the movie again.”

Dazai watched the scene play out between you two, deciding to join in as he laid down as well. He rested his head onto your chest as he laid on top of you.

“Get your rest, handsome,” he teased, his words accompanied by another soft kiss, this time to your neck.

With that, you accepted your fate. Within just a few seconds, you were out like a light.

“Night sleeping beauty.” Chuuya whispered softly, lulling you further into sleep with a hand in your hair.

TYSM FOR GIVING ME THESE SCENARIOS THEY WERE SO CUTE ALSO HAPPY LATE VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE <33

[swampstew-stories]

You Picked Dare

Summary: Why the hell would you play truth or dare with a bunch of pirates?

Inspired by the mega awesome @magnuspirate who did this delighful tease of two hunky hunks hunking around

Warnings: nsfw but mostly language and suggestive content, no actual smut, Kid Pirates being the Kid Pirates. Killer x Female reader x Kid

Dare.

Dare. 

Dare.

Your bold statement had come out smug and confident, echoing in your head with a twinge of regret.

The Dare was to go into the hot springs and take a photo – of Killer and your Captain. Damn the others for knowing your kryptonite.

There was an opt-out option – to clean the communal bathrooms for a month. No fucking way.

As you walked through the island you took nervous hits of your blunt to ease the butterflies in your stomach. All you had to do was take a picture. There were no restrictions, you could be seen or hidden, as long as you got a photo of them that was all you needed to escape this torturous dare disguised as a group bonding activity.

Fuck the crew! You loved them but also fuck them. You were gonna get them back.

About a hundred yards away from the hot spring you took a final drag and snuffed out the remaining blunt. Giving yourself an internal pep talk as you took each step.

‘Position self behind a bush. Snap a picture. Sneak away and then run like the devil’s on my heels.’

Picturing your devil of a captain, your stomach coiled with anxiousness. Oh how you wished you could light up the roach.

Creeping between the foliage, you could hear Kid and Killer talking to each other in relaxed conversation. They didn’t appear to notice you, silently cursing as you realized they were still too far to take a photo.

Tip toeing on the patches of grass, you could make out their conversation more clearly.

“Ya ever think about sleeping with someone on the crew?” Kid suddenly asked Killer. You nearly fell over yourself when you heard the statement.

“Once in a while, rarely act on it though. You?” Killer mused.

“All the time.”

“Horn dog,” Killer scoffed.

“Can ya blame me? All our girls are hot as fuck.”

“Yeah, but I also see most of them as sisters…”

“You’re so pure,” Kid laughed. “Yeah they’re family, but they’re also not. I’m not saying I’d do anything about it either but it’s tempting some times.”

You felt as if you weren’t breathing, skillfully crawling around the shrubs eager to hear and see more, as silent as the dead. One breath and they were sure to discover you.

“Ahh is this about Y/N again?”

Time stopped. Your heart stopped. You didn’t dare move.

“Could be,” there was a tilt in Kid’s voice. “Don’t pretend you don’t think about her and what it could be like.”

“You’re being vulgar, which isn’t surprising, but what do you expect me to say? ‘Sure Kid I’ll bow out from another person of interest to give you the advantage as your friend.’” Killer legitimately sounded a little mad. Well like, personal hurt mad, not crazy mad which he was every single second.

“I’m a man with needs too. And I LIKE her.”

You wished to be a small lizard so you could watch them argue about you. Maybe the blunt was laced with something – wouldn’t put it past your crew to be honest.

Low growling preceded a laugh, and you could hear the sound of water splashing. Oh to the gods to be a fish in that spring.

“Alright fair enough. Would it make you feel better if we do it together? It’d be her choice who she’d choose no matter what, no hurt fee fees over it. Maybe if we come at her with a multi-partner thing, 50/50 she agrees?”

“Kid!”

“60/40?”

“Stop it.”

“Damn 10/90?”

More splashing of water, waves of it crashing over your coverage and wetting your clothes. Practicing your breathing exercises, you mentally pumped yourself up to get it over with. One snap and bam, you’re gone.

“What if we show her our dicks first?”

“KID!”

“Whadd’ya say Y/N? Wanna check the goods before you sample them?” Kid couldn’t hold back his laughter.

Gods be damned. They all sucked.

Gathering the last ounce of dignity and lighting your roach, you jumped out from behind the foliage with your camera, looking to the side as you snapped the picture. Whether is was worthy enough to pass was no longer your priority.

“IT WAS A DARE!!!!” you screeched as your turned on your heel and bolted. You poor thing, you didn’t make it past 1 yard.

“Oh you’re not going anywhere, Y/N,” Kid taunted as Killer wrapped his arms around you and picked you up. His towel becoming loose and distressed from your struggling. Bringing you back to the hot spring.

Taking the camera, Kid tossed it in the water with the smuggest face a motherfucker could make.

“We showed you ours, now we dare you to show yours.”

Originally posted - soon to be archived from main

[l3viat8an]

Erm. Perv!Asmo? What about Angst!Asmo? Allow me to elaborate.

Mc will age and Mc will die, that's something all brothers have to accept.. and to asmo that's absolutely soul crushing because he loves your scent! so he clings to your half empty perfume bottles and whenever his heart aches too much he'll apply it on himself but never more than once and that's also awful because it never lasts as long as he wishes it did— even tho he loves the perfumes and the scent that reminds him of you he won't buy new ones because it's not only about the smell but the fact they were YOURS, the bottle you two bought together, the same ones you wore to your dates..

- 🍋

Ahahahaha…. 😭😭😭😭

🍋!!! you’re hurting my poor heart over here 😭

Asmo’s so careful with the bottle too- one time he almost dropped it and he cried for hours. He knows he has all his memories and other things that used to be yours, not to mention the photo albums full of pics of the two of you together, but the perfume is precious. Completely special in its own way.

Another time Mammon randomly grabbed your perfume and was about to use some when Asmo grabbed his wrist so hard he almost broke it, which is saying a lot. Gingerly taking the bottle back from Mammon, Asmo doesn’t even explain he just yells at Mammon to get out.

(In Mammon’s defense- he didn’t know that was your perfume, he really was just trying to mess with Asmo by using his stuff. Brothers yk 🙄)

Another time Asmo came home drunk and all he wanted to do was crawl into your arms. Well of course he can’t do that anymore- so he grabs the little bottle off his nightstand (because of course your perfume stays right by his bed.) and he sprays it all over his bed and himself. Usually he’d never use so much at once but right now he needs you!! and now that you’re gone this is the closest he can get…

In the morning he feels so happy just before he opens his eyes, it really feels like you’re in bed with him again! Ahh~ it’s been so long, sweetheart he’s missed you so much! but the sweet dream is gone the second Asmo opens his eyes and then he’s mad at himself for being so careless with something so precious...

[dough09]

this my first time requesting something ever ahh so nervous can i request can where sae hides like little cute notes around the house and reader finds them and sae finds out that reader keeps them in a cute box

Notes stored inside my heart...

Hii im so glad im your first!!

Fun fact: My native language isn't english either so I was also very nervous when I first started writing.

I love your request!! So cuteee.

I hope you'll like it 🩷

˖ ݁𖥔.☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖

"Sae definitely isn't the romantic type" or so the rumors say. You can't help but smirk at that statement each time.

A cold exterior doesn't necessarily mean he is like the Antarctica inside. Ever since you started dating he's been nothing but sweet. Except of course when there is an argument. Then he definitely stands for his right.

Each time he'd pick you up from work there is definitely some snacks, flowers, post it notes waiting for you. It's like his precious car, which he treasured the most was entirely lived in by you.

Like his two most cherished jewels united into one.

˖ ݁𖥔.☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖

After waking up, you go about your daily routine, except, it's the first day of you sleeping over at his.

You went to the kitchen to get your morning coffee. You knew he wouldn't be home so you didn't expect what's about to happen.

Your drink sat on the counter with a note next to it.

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

Morning mi vida, how did you sleep?

I went running, I'll be back by 7.

Ps.: I love you, you look beautiful when you

sleep.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

You were speechless. Did he watch you while sleeping? Actually makes sense because you did feel his strong arms all around you when you tried turning.

What you hoped he'd never find out is that you always kept these things. Every note, every piece of paper, you even dried out the flowers you got, at least one of each bouquet. Some would call this cheesy and way too much. But you were crazy in that way.

So you kept everything. In a separate pink box with a cyan bow specifically designed for it. You call it the Sae Box.

No one knew about this, because not only did you keep his things in here but when you were afraid of sending him a message, unsaid words. They were all there.

Even throughout all the long distance.

"what are you doing?" Your husband's voice breaks the silence. You could help but jump and hide the box under the bed.

His brows squinted. His weight hugged your figure. "What are you hiding?" "Nothing" you smile and kiss his jaw.

"give me the box cariño" he demanded. There was no use for further arguments. He leaned down and grabbed it. "How long have you been hiding this here?" "Actually ever since we moved in together." You chuckle and he can't help but scoff. He needed to remind himself to look after your ass once in a while.

He slowly took the lid off. In front of him many many dried flowers, notes, (what he considers) trash, and photos laid.

They were all precious memories to you. Even the paper of his gum that he told you to throw out meant more.

His notes caught his eyes and he went over each.

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

You asked would I love you till the day you die.

I said no, (I stand by that) but that's because if you die, I also go down with you. Yeah you would say I'm crazy. But only crazy for you.

I love you mi amor.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

Mi vida, I am sorry. I should've known you were hungry without you needing to say anything. I am terribly sorry.

Ps.: I already bought your desired snacks, look in the fridge

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

If you found the note, does this mean you forgive me? :) <3

I love you so much, don't leave me.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

I'm so sorry. I know it's your birthday but this is an important match. Wish me luck. <3

I promise I'll make it up to you. If you see this CALL ME IMMEDIATELY!!!

Watch me win just for you.

Happy birthday my life. I love you so so much.

Ps.: home by 7pm, reservation at 9! Dress up well.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

You asked me who my dream girl is.

Mi vida, look in the mirror.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

And so on and so forth. Notes on the microwave as a reminder to eat and heat up the already prepared meal.

Notes for dates.

Notes on your birthday.

Notes for those days when he knew you were stressed. Whenever life got hard he was there.

Yet they call him cold and emotionally unavailable.

Throughout it all, be it in Madrid, or in a completely different continent. He was there. Always. Always and forever. In sickness and in health.

Apologies for any mistakes. I hope you enjoyed. <3

Dough signing off~

[swampstew]

You Picked Dare

Summary: Why the hell would you play truth or dare with a bunch of pirates? Warnings: nsfw but mostly language and suggestive content, no actual smut, Kid Pirates being the Kid Pirates. Killer x Female reader x Kid

Inspired by the mega awesome @magnuspirate who did this delighful tease of two hunky hunks hunking around

Dare.

Dare. 

Dare.

Your bold statement had come out smug and confident, echoing in your head with a twinge of regret.

The Dare was to go into the hot springs and take a photo – of Killer and your Captain. Damn the others for knowing your kryptonite.

There was an opt-out option – to clean the communal bathrooms for a month. No fucking way.

As you walked through the island you took nervous hits of your blunt to ease the butterflies in your stomach. All you had to do was take a picture. There were no restrictions, you could be seen or hidden, as long as you got a photo of them that was all you needed to escape this torturous dare disguised as a group bonding activity.

Fuck the crew! You loved them but also fuck them. You were gonna get them back.

About a hundred yards away from the hot spring you took a final drag and snuffed out the remaining blunt. Giving yourself an internal pep talk as you took each step.

‘Position self behind a bush. Snap a picture. Sneak away and then run like the devil’s on my heels.’

Picturing your devil of a captain, your stomach coiled with anxiousness. Oh how you wished you could light up the roach.

Creeping between the foliage, you could hear Kid and Killer talking to each other in relaxed conversation. They didn’t appear to notice you, silently cursing as you realized they were still too far to take a photo.

Tip toeing on the patches of grass, you could make out their conversation more clearly.

“Ya ever think about sleeping with someone on the crew?” Kid suddenly asked Killer. You nearly fell over yourself when you heard the statement.

“Once in a while, rarely act on it though. You?” Killer mused.

“All the time.”

“Horn dog,” Killer scoffed.

“Can ya blame me? All our girls are hot as fuck.”

“Yeah, but I also see most of them as sisters…”

“You’re so pure,” Kid laughed. “Yeah they’re family, but they’re also not. I’m not saying I’d do anything about it either but it’s tempting some times.”

You felt as if you weren’t breathing, skillfully crawling around the shrubs eager to hear and see more, as silent as the dead. One breath and they were sure to discover you.

“Ahh is this about Y/N again?”

Time stopped. Your heart stopped. You didn’t dare move.

“Could be,” there was a tilt in Kid’s voice. “Don’t pretend you don’t think about her and what it could be like.”

“You’re being vulgar, which isn’t surprising, but what do you expect me to say? ‘Sure Kid I’ll bow out from another person of interest to give you the advantage as your friend.’” Killer legitimately sounded a little mad. Well like, personal hurt mad, not crazy mad which he was every single second.

“I’m a man with needs too. And I LIKE her.”

You wished to be a small lizard so you could watch them argue about you. Maybe the blunt was laced with something – wouldn’t put it past your crew to be honest.

Low growling preceded a laugh, and you could hear the sound of water splashing. Oh to the gods to be a fish in that spring.

“Alright fair enough. Would it make you feel better if we do it together? It’d be her choice who she’d choose no matter what, no hurt fee fees over it. Maybe if we come at her with a multi-partner thing, 50/50 she agrees?”

“Kid!”

“60/40?”

“Stop it.”

“Damn 10/90?”

More splashing of water, waves of it crashing over your coverage and wetting your clothes. Practicing your breathing exercises, you mentally pumped yourself up to get it over with. One snap and bam, you’re gone.

“What if we show her our dicks first?”

“KID!”

“Whadd’ya say Y/N? Wanna check the goods before you sample them?” Kid couldn’t hold back his laughter.

Gods be damned. They all sucked.

Gathering the last ounce of dignity and lighting your roach, you jumped out from behind the foliage with your camera, looking to the side as you snapped the picture. Whether is was worthy enough to pass was no longer your priority.

“IT WAS A DARE!!!!” you screeched as your turned on your heel and bolted. You poor thing, you didn’t make it past 1 yard.

“Oh you’re not going anywhere, Y/N,” Kid taunted as Killer wrapped his arms around you and picked you up. His towel becoming loose and distressed from your struggling. Bringing you back to the hot spring.

Taking the camera, Kid tossed it in the water with the smuggest face a motherfucker could make.

“We showed you ours, now we dare you to show yours.”

[valiwrites]

JOÃO FOR HIS BIRTHDAYYY

as soon as i saw this i knew i had to do it omg!!! its joao's bithday y'all ahh

ONLY FOR YOU

pairing: joao felix x reader

type: fluff

warnings: kissing

MASTERLIST

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You’d been looking forward to João’s birthday for weeks, carefully planning out every detail. You knew he wasn’t into big parties or loud celebrations, preferring something calm and intimate. So, you spent the afternoon setting up the apartment, lighting a few candles, cooking his favorite dinner, and setting up a cozy spot on the couch for the two of you to relax together afterward. By the time everything was ready, you could hardly wait for him to walk through the door.

When he finally came in, João stopped in his tracks, taking it all in—the soft lights, the warmth in the room, the delicious aroma coming from the kitchen, and you standing there, waiting with a big smile.

“Surprise!” you said, beaming, and you could see the happiness spreading across his face.

He pulled you into a tight hug, wrapping you up in his arms. “Thank you, meu amor,” he murmured, pressing his lips against yours before pulling back to look at you. “You didn’t have to do all this.”

“Well, too late,” you teased, reaching up to ruffle his hair. “You only turn twenty-five once, right?”

He laughed softly, letting his hand slide down to hold yours. “You’re right, and this is already perfect.”

You guided him over to the table, where you’d set out his favorite dishes, and the two of you settled in for a cozy dinner, chatting about everything and nothing, laughing about little memories, and catching up. It felt like one of those timeless evenings, and the way João kept smiling at you, reaching across the table to squeeze your hand, or brushing a strand of hair from your face—each moment was enough to make your heart flutter.

After dinner, you cleared away the plates and returned with a small, chocolate cake, decorated simply but made with so much love. João’s eyes lit up as he saw it, his gaze shifting between the cake and you, a hint of amusement in his expression.

“You baked?” he asked, grinning.

“Okay, yes,” you admitted with a shy smile, handing him a fork. “So, it’s probably not as perfect as you’re used to, but I tried!”

João laughed, leaning over to press a quick kiss to your lips, lingering there for just a second longer than usual. “Anything you make is perfect,” he whispered against your lips before pulling away with a grin, ready to dig into the cake.

You both took a few bites, and he looked up, giving you that familiar look, the one that said he couldn’t be happier. “It’s amazing,” he said, reaching out to hold your hand across the table.

After the cake, you moved over to the couch, curling up under a warm blanket as you gave him a few small gifts you’d picked out—a cozy sweater for the chillier nights, a leather-bound journal, and, last but not least, a scrapbook of your favorite memories together.

João opened the scrapbook slowly, his fingers running over each page as he took in the photos and little notes you’d written for each moment. You’d added everything you could think of: candid photos from your weekend trips, movie ticket stubs, photos from match days when you’d been there to cheer him on. Each memory was a reminder of how much he meant to you.

When he reached the last page, he paused, looking up at you, his eyes warm with emotion. “I can’t believe you made all of this for me.”

You shrugged, trying to act casual, even though your cheeks were warming under his gaze. “Of course I did. You’re worth it.”

João let out a soft laugh, leaning in until his face was close to yours, his hand reaching up to gently cup your cheek. His thumb brushed over your skin as he tilted your face up, his voice soft. “I don’t think anyone’s ever done something this thoughtful for me.”

You felt your heart race as he moved closer, his lips meeting yours in a slow, lingering kiss that felt as gentle as it did full of love. His other hand moved to your waist, pulling you just a little closer as he deepened the kiss, making you feel like nothing else mattered at that moment.

When he finally pulled away, his face was close to yours, his forehead resting gently against yours as he whispered, “This is the best birthday I could ever ask for. Thank you, meu amor.”

You laughed softly, giving him a small peck on the lips. “I’m glad,” you whispered, resting your head against his shoulder, feeling his arm wrap around you protectively.

The two of you stayed there, tangled up together, talking in hushed voices, as if you were the only people in the world. And as the night went on, you knew that this quiet celebration—just the two of you, wrapped up in each other—was exactly what João had wanted.

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[pshenha]

⌞박성훈⌝ MY BABY

⟡ SYNOPSIS: in which, it’s sunghoon’s birthday

⟡ GENRE: fluff, fluff, fluff

⟡ WC: 1399

.ᐟ A/N: this is not proofread, happy hoon day!! ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

── .✦

“Did you set everything up?” 

“Yeah, everything is set up, how’s your date going? Does he seem suspicious at all?” you giggle a bit as you hear Jake whispering as if Sunghoon could hear him. 

You take a glance over to your boyfriend– who’s too preoccupied by the fish in the tank next to the waiting area. “Everything’s fine, we just finished up dinner then we’ll go to this coffee shop I saw on the way. After that we’ll head over” 

Today was his birthday. The man that had picked you up at your lowest point and the man that promised you forever the minute he asked you to be his girlfriend. 

Thank God for all of your friends. You don’t know what you would’ve done had they not been there to help set up for Sunghoon’s birthday. Everyone had already gotten to your apartment  while you and Sunghoon had gone out to one of your favorite restaurants– the one he had taken you to on your very first date. Ever since then it’s been a tradition. 

“Baby, look”

The photo box had caught your eye on the way to the small coffee shop you went to after dinner. The look in Sunghoon’s eye soften at your reaction. Any chance you get you always stop at them. It’s the perfect way to capture memories in your opinion. “C’mon!” you say as you practically drag him closer.  “Ahh, we haven’t been to one of these in a while,” he ducks his head, ensuring not to hit his head. 

Before you could even take out your wallet to pay, Sunghoon beats you to it. His hand reaches for the card reader and scans the metal card. “Hoon! I was gonna pay” you pout. 

“Baby, it’s okay. I don't mind” he laughs as he leans down to peck your pouting lips. 

‘Get ready to smile in 5, 4, 3…’ the voice says from the box. 

“Hurry!” Sunghoon brings his hand up to cup your cheeks, causing them to puff up. The pout on your face turns into a smile as he smothers your face in a harsh kiss. After the picture is taken it pops up on the screen. “Ahh, that one’s cute” 

The next pose you do is simple. You squish your cheeks with his and smile at the camera. The last one, you turn his head to face you as your hands cup his face and smash your lips against his. He giggles against your lips and brings his hands to your waist. Teeth clashing together, you melt into the kiss. His soft lips engulfing yours as one of his hands caresses your cheek. The voice from the box gets you to pull away. 

You peck Sunghoon once more before turning to the screen. “Which filter should we put?” 

The various pictures of snow show up until you stop on the one Sunghoon likes. “The penguins are cute.” 

As you step out of the small box you watch as the photos drop into the area they’re supposed to be in. Sunghoon takes them and pulls his phone out, scanning the QR code to get the video the booth took. 

“You’re so cute baby” he shows you the video of the two of you. You giggle at your playful behavior and watch the way Sunghoon looks at you in the video. How did you get so lucky? The vibration of your phone catches your attention, it’s probably Jake wondering where you were. 

“Wow, I’m so tired” you pretend to yawn as you lean on Sunghoon’s body. 

“Do you want to go home now?” you hum as he wraps his arm around your waist as he immediately walks you both to his car. 

As you sit in his car his phone lights up in the cup holder next to you. You catch a glimpse of the screen and notice that he changed his wallpaper. It’s the photos you had taken at the photo booth. When did he have time to change it?  

When you arrive at the small shared apartment you look up at your window– all the lights are out. You greet the doorman and you hear Sunghoon send him a small ‘thank you’ after wishing him a happy birthday. His hand is still snug around your waist as you wait for the elevator to reach your floor. You decide to play coy and act as if you were sleepy. He hurriedly punches in the pin to your apartment to get you inside. 

Unbeknownst to him all of his close friends were behind the door waiting for him. Upon entering the door you walk further into the apartment and suddenly the lights switch on and in unison everyone shouts ‘happy birthday Sunghoon!’ Near the lights a banner is hung with the words ‘Happy Birthday Hoonie’ written on it with all of their friend’s names and small messages written to him. 

The look of shock on his face makes you laugh as he turns to face you. 

“Did you do this baby?” 

You shy away as he looks at you “Mayyybee” you drag your words out. 

“You really are cute, you know that? Thank you baby, you really didn’t have to do this” he whispers into your hair. You pull away to peck his lips smiling at him. 

“You deserve it so much. You really work hard for us and you deserve to have a break sometimes. I hope you know that” he smiles and leans down kissing the side of your mouth. 

“Happy birthday bro!” Jake walks up to the two of you with his arms wide. Sunghoon walks up to him engulfing him in a hug. And one by one his more like brothers do the same. “Thanks again, Jake” you say behind your boyfriend. 

“Yah! Is that why you haven’t texted me all day?!” he playfully punches Jake’s shoulder. 

“Mayyybee” he copies you. 

The night is full of laughter and games. Heeseung, Jungwon, and Sunoo are next to Sunghoon on the couch blissfully singing their hearts out as Jay plays with the lights as the song begins to get more intense. At the coffee table in front of you Niki and Jake continue their game of Uno that they started half an hour ago. 

You? You had been fixing the cake you had been making since five o’clock this morning. Decorating it fully to your heart's content. The number ‘22’ is written in red icing and below the words ‘Happy birthday Hoon” is written in bold letters. You signal for Jay to completely turn off the lights. The only thing illuminating the room is the tv. 

You light the candles with a lighter and slowly walk over to your boyfriend. He fully sits up the moment he sees you along with the other boys. You all begin to sing happy birthday and you hold the cake in front of him. 

The moment is full of joy, laughter and the utmost love. “Make a wish, Sunghoon” you watch as he closes his eyes for a moment to make his wish, then he blows the candles out with a swift move of his hand. The lights turn back on as everyone cheers for him. 

Once everyone is content with full stomachs they all go back to what they had been originally doing. You’re in the kitchen cleaning up your previous mess from the cake until you suddenly feel warm hands wrap around your waist. “Hi, baby” Sunghoon whispers into your ear. 

“Hi Hoonie” you turn in his arms as you hang your arms around his neck. He leans down to nuzzle your nose and softly clasps his lips with yours. His thumbs rub small circles under your shirt. He pulls away and buries his face into your neck. His hot breath hits your skin as he says, “Thank you for today, seriously. I really needed it”

“Mmh, you have no idea how stressful it was” you giggle.

“I was so worried the boys had messed something up but they did a nice job to my surprise,” he laughs and pulls away to look at your face, admiring every little thing.   

You stand there just watching each other, until you slightly stand on your tip toes and kiss his soft lips. Leaning your forehead against his, Sunghoon tightens his grip around you as if you’d disappear. 

“Happy Birthday, my baby” 

[lovehotelreservation]

chapter two: used to burn cds full of songs i didn't know summary: worldwide fame and a political tie or two has you--one of the biggest pop stars around--in dire need of reliable protection. thankfully you have four ex-military retirees to entrust your wellbeing to. but what happens when that protection turns possessive? rating: pg-13 (rating will increase across certain chapters) story pairing: f!reader/task force 141 | chapter pairing: f!reader/price previous chapter | next chapter

would u believe me if i said part of the reason this fic exists in the first place is because i was listening to the mean girls remix and i placed price in the perspective of julian casablancas divorcedly singing about his failed relationships while thinking of the reader frolicking in the back as charli goin "THIS ONE'S FOR ALL MY MEAN GIRLSSSSSSSSSS" 😭😭

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Price was old.

He was well aware of this.

Whether it was the lumbering and lingering ache of a strained muscle from a campaign that greeted him upon waking up in the morning, or Johnny and Kyle snickering together of his first job being the lad who told Scrooge that it was Christmas Day, Price was well aware of the crows feet by his eyes.

And the refined and honed strength of his backhand across the back of Johnny’s and Kyle’s heads that only decades of experience could provide.

He wasn’t one to keep up with trends, but he was at least aware that buying music wasn’t the same either.

Instead of having his choice of Virgin Records or HMV to stroll up to on a Saturday morning, there was now Spotify or Apple Music on his phone.

It was a curious and nice thing however, to see that you–as a current artist–were still keeping the lost art of physical releases alive with your music.

While standard for you as a pop star, there was something kind and nostalgic to be able to pop open a CD case and pluck a thin shiny disc from within.

Though, here he was with a celebratory cigar in hand at a local pub not too far from the Shangri-La with the others–one that aligned more with their average shared tax bracket–, befuddled at the album that was handed to him, one that looked to be more the size of a Bible than the thin plastic cases of before.

Your first solo album. 

A gift from you to him, Kyle, Johnny, and Simon that was given by your manager–Pearl, a woman whose knife-like acrylic nails, insistence on wearing sunglasses indoors, and an air of Dior perfume and cigarette smoke served as a quick snapshot of a no-nonsense industry veteran–on their way out from the hotel. The introductions and pleasantries were short and curt, her handshake firm and cold before she departed to return to her room upstairs.

Inside the ornate packaging of your album included a lyric booklet that looked to be a mini-photo book instead, pictures of your album’s photoshoot within–so unlike the thin booklets of before.

What did stand out most to him was the small card that featured a photo of yourself on the front and a signature printed on the back.

“Ahh got yerself gold right there, Captain! Her fans would kill ya for that,” Johnny chuckled, brandishing the card he received: the outfit was the same but your pose was different and he wasn’t as fortunate to receive a signature on his.

Neither did Kyle and Simon apparently, the former curiously checking your wiki page on his phone while the latter gleamed through your lyric booklet with nary a word.

Price brought his cigar to his lips for a puff, his eyes trained on your photocard, taking in every detail presented.

From having previously seen you so meek, quiet and shy to now holding a card of you dressed in full glamour, doe eyes gazing up to the camera and–

He glanced further down.

–your dress cut nice and low.

His lips pursed slightly in thought.

Perhaps it wasn’t the most professionally appropriate to be ogling his client or morally appropriate to be ogling the young woman who one of his good friends entrusted her safety to.

But hey–Price simply liked what he saw.

“You wanna trade, boss?”

Price’s gaze flickered over to Johnny, who held out his photocard: it was you with your back turned towards the camera, your eyes fixed in a wink and your fingers fixed in a peace sign. While his question was posed in a light tone, the look on his face was more like that of a puppy.

He returned his gaze to his card.

That look on your face, that revealing dress of yours.

Cigar smoke was held in his mouth a second more before he carefully released it from his lips to keep the heady clouds from floating over your card.

Shifting his eyes back to Johnny’s pleading features, he proceeded to flicker some cigar ash over a nearby tray. “It’s a tough economy out in the world, Johnny.” Practically hearing the Scot’s heart break from across the table, he held up your card once more, tapping on the front a few times–right on your cleavage at that–as he affirmed with a nod and his tone light. “I’ll be keeping this should I need to start bartering at Sainsbury’s.”

Johnny was left to seek comfort from Kyle and Simon for a trade.

“Let me save you some time, mate–I’m keeping mine.”

“Kyle, I didn’t even–Fine, fine. Simon let me see what ya got, yeah? Not like yer actually gonna do anything with it.”

“A picture’s worth a thousand words, Johnny. Hers is 10,000–start tellin’ me why I should give mine to you.”

“Dinnae gimme any of that cheek, ya bastard!”

As this went on, Price tucked your photocard away into the pocket of his bomber jacket, letting his hand linger over the printed rectangle for a moment longer.

Your beauty was worth more than gold, that was for certain.

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thank you for reading!!! for the warm reception upon debut!!! working on this piece has really reinvigorated a passion and drive for writing and i hope you all enjoy what's in store!!! 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

and just as a little something something, here's the title of the next chapter:

sweat marks all on my clothes

i wonder who shall be the focus next time !!! 🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️

[w--zii]

a surprise - part two

bf!jihoon x f!reader

[minors dni]

smut warning:usage of words like slut, filthy etc. orgasm control, let me know if theres more.

vc:703

you took a deep sigh as you closed the folder in your hands and checked for the time. your dinner order should be here by any time now. you went to kitchen to have some water and when you came back to lay on your shared bed with jihoon, a notification popped on on your screen from him.

▶️AUDIO—6:24

he must be so bored, you thought, as you clicked on the notfication. how innocent.

hi baby^^ listening to it now<33

:)

he only sent a creepy smile and left you alone with the voice record.

first seconds of the audio were only his breathing, you didn't understand a single thing, just continued listening while your eyes kept a stare on the white ceiling.

"y/n.. a-ahh,"

your tracks stopped after hearing his voice. did he really moan your name? your face and entire body started to warm up, you felt like your heart might melt anytime.

"f–fuck oh, feels so good."

you started to breathe heavily.

"i miss you–ah," his every word ended with a whine or moan, it turned you on more. hearing your name on his lips has a dirty impact on you.

now you can hear his breathe getting faster and his groans deeper by every second. you started to squirm in your place, pressing your thighs together to get some kind of friction, didn’t help much though.

jihoon

one message. and he got you. thinking of how wet you would be right now made his cock twitch in his pants. (yes, again, he was desperate.)

"i s–swear, mhh–if i don't get there asap, my cock is g–gonna fall ah–off"

his words made you chuckle. your right hand reached for your clothed wetness, cupping it. you let out a whimper. jihoon didn’t respond to your message yet, he wants you desperate too.

“y/n, i know you're dripping right now. my filthy slut.”

you kept listening to him as he reached his climax. audio ended, you called jihoon in light speed to ask about the heck he done.

he accepted the call with a smirk on,

“what's up baby?” he's having fun and it's obvious.

“jihoonie... i miss you,” you said in a crying tone, he will help, right?

“mhm, i miss you too. i wish you were here, pretty.”

“i love it when you tease me.”

sudden confess made his heart drop.

“oh? is that so?” his eyes turning dark, he knows what you're trying to do.

“you can wait for me, yeah? beautiful?”

“please...”

“it won't take long i promise, baby.”

you fake cried to him, not trying to be a brat but you needed him, now. your pleas continued and jihoon just listened to you. still smiling to himself.

“y/n, i said no. right? you heard me? no touching to yourself. be a good girl for me, yeah?”

“okay hoonie...” almost whispered to yourself. you lost your voice.

“mhm? couldn't hear you, baby.”

“i'll be your good girl i promise, jihoonie”

he grinned when he heard you, you are all pouty and he knows it.

“good girl, as you should. now i'm gonna go, i need to sleep, okay? i'll call you when i'm done with work tomorrow. good night baby. i love you.”

“love you too jihoonie good night.”

you let out a puff and sulked. “really jihoon...”

as you were making your way to bathroom, to get cleaned up, another notification popped on your screen from him.

baby boy^_^;

would you like to send me a picture of yourself too before we sleep?

i wanna see you without a top on, baby.

you cursed in your breath and removed your shirt, your tits bouncing when they freed.

you took a photo showing off your boobs, lips in a pout, you tried to act angry but failed, he'll find you more cute.

that's my girl, thank you. you look so good baby i missed those tits so much.

if i was there i'd just make you cum only playing with your buds

i bet you're so fucking wet for me right now

filthy girl.

tf jihoon you look so good TT

i miss you i miss you i miss youu

shut up or i'll come untouched😭

bet lol

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

a/n: help i don't like this at all lmaoo TT

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