#can u tell I'm a hurt/comfort hoe?

[lesbianphan]

im sorry about your shift :( if its not too much, would you care to share what fic(s) you're reading? ive been meaning to jump back into phanfic but its been so long, idk where to look

Sup anon! Sorry for taking a bit to reply to this, BUT in my defense I peruse the @phanfictioncatalogue like it's the newspaper whenever I have free time, so I read so much fic (kinda stopped reading books whoops bad). Anyway, here are some fics I read recently and really recommend!

Easy for you to say by phantasticworks - Phil tries to convince Dan to throw away the grey shirt. Dan can’t do it.

And the days after that by cityofphanchester - He can hear Dan’s voice coming down the hall, laughing with someone from the crew, and it makes his breath stop in his chest. (doomed tour usa, autumn 2022)

Your love is my drug by @antiadvil - Phil wakes up with a migraine.

Kissing gif by @calvinahobbes - Meeting Dan is the luckiest he’s ever been. Having him here, on his bed, is a dream come true whether it looks like a sexy Internet gif or not. (A pinof tag about expectations and reality.)

I know you, hands under my sweatshirt by midorijpg - something something about having bad days and growing up and realizing you don't (completely) fit in couches anymore.

Collision by TortiTabby - A day full of arguing and disagreements on tour gets turned on it's head when an incident puts things in perspective.

Some more recs that come with TWs please be careful:

(TW) Filling the void by Merrydith - For Dan Howell, it was almost too easy. Once in a while became every week, which became every few days. And now, this was the fourth person he’d brought home that week and it was only Friday. What happens when Phil suggests Dan takes it easy?

(TW) In eternity I choose you by lovestillaround - Dan starts having unusual dreams, and they all seem to have a common denominator (my god pls more people read this one, it made me INSANE I wish it was a full book it's so interesting)

(TW) Sacrifice painted in red from our hearts) by lesbianphan (yep reccing myself) - a.k.a the dark and raw 'DanandPhilCRAFTS - Slime' fic I was always meant to write.

[mangozcat]

if it's alright with you, may i request a jaemin or jeno angst with fluff at the end (lmao idek how it's going to be possible because i'm thinking of cheating au) but depends on you! you can leave it out. yes pls w a lil smut here n there up to you :) hurt me again pls need to feel something

btw i saw in your last post i hope you're feeling better :( you can take all the time you need pls just take a rest and eat lots of food and drink lots of water and take medicine if really needed. love uuu take care <3

genre -- cHEATING beware, VERY SLOW SMUT, theres a fingering scene yay, fluff and angst sandwich, established relationship, LOL FIRST FIC WITH PROTECTED SEX R U PROUD, reader is a virgin, i chose to annoy you with a stupid mc yw <3, lowkey jeno has a corruption kink, the usual bad boy/good boy triangle trope, a bit of exhibitionism but it doesnt last too long, im a terrible person for this, i fuckin suck at slow smut, AND YES THE ENDING IS SUPPOSED TO BE THAT WAY IM SORRY

a/n -- i'm a hoe for jaemin so you know i'm eager for this one btw ur the cutest anon ever and i love u too!! <33 i kinda mixed both jaemin and jeno, and you’ll see what i mean! hope you enjoy <3 I PRESENT TO YOU: A MESS but jenos part made me horny af

im sorry this took forever im a busy person (i lied im just lazy)

"I feel like I'm going crazy," you whined, tugging at the roots of your hair. staring down at your homework, all the words seemed scrambled and you were utterly drained. homework wasn't exactly your specialty- well, hours of it at least.

you felt hands massaging at your shoulders and someone chuckling behind you. you hummed in delight at the relaxing sensation, dropping your head to allow for better access as your eyes fluttered shut.

you could feel his breath on your neck with every hushed word, and you could hear the comforting tone of his voice as he gently sang to you, relaxing you easily. jaemin truly was a blessing, and you were appreciative to have him here with you.

"I'm sorry, jaem," you murmured quietly

jaemin hummed questioningly. his fingers worked out the knots in your shoulder and you smiled. "I know you didn't exactly expect to sit over here and watch me do my homework for the past hour and a half."

turning in your chair, although you weren't thrilled to lose his massaging hands, you wandered over to him and straddled his lap happily. he shrugged, hands going to your waist and gripping firmly, beginning to rub circles into the clothed skin.

"it's okay, I was just enjoying the view."

you felt a blush rise to your cheeks and your eyes widen a tad, instantly looking away, it took you a very short moment to realize he meant your clothes; a big sweatshirt and no pants. considering you were at home and busy doing homework when jaemin arrived, you forgot to change into something a bit less revealing.

"jaemin!" you exclaimed, biting at the inner skin of your mouth in an attempt to distract yourself. truth be told, you were happy that jaemin noticed you and thought you were attractive enough to admire your exposed skin, but there was just one issue.

you were a virgin (jaemin was your first boyfriend, but you'd never tell him that) and you never exactly understood the whole idea of romantic feelings. and by romantic feelings, you mean arousal- you weren't acquainted with the term all that well.

of course, you didn’t think jaemin cared about these facts. he could see your shyness and innocence, and he never seemed to press for much more out of you. although, the two of you only had been dating for a month or two now, you thought you had a general idea of how he felt towards you.

“yes, pretty girl?” jaemin questioned, bringing one of his hands up to your face. he cupped your chin, rubbing his nose against yours sweetly. you laughed at the sensation, feeling slightly ticklish from his touches. he grinned at you, admiring the cutesy way you closed your eyes with the biggest smile on your face.

you hummed at the boy, leaning forward to peck his lips quickly. “you’re the pretty one,” you said quickly, averting your eyes from his gaze. you could hear jaemin chuckle, but he cooed at you, pulling you back in for another kiss, though it lasted a bit longer than the previous.

“I think you mean handsome,” jaemin said, raising a brow questioningly.

immediately, you shook your head. “I said what I said.”

jaemin only smiled and shook his head, pulling you in for another kiss.

this is how your relationship with jaemin went. he’d come over and give you sweet kisses and whisper comfortingly in your ear. he knew you were dedicated to school, but he was willing and patient. if he ever overstepped any boundaries, or made you uncomfortable, he was by far the kindest man you’d ever met, and apologized wholeheartedly.

if he messed up, you’d hear him outside your bedroom door, whispering apologies. of course, he rarely messed up, and you always gave in soon. you’d open your door to find him looking upset, his eyes puffy from obvious previous crying. you’d give him a hug and tell him everything was okay, and then you’d cuddle on your bed until the two of you fell asleep, or jaemin had to leave.

your relationship with jaemin had a sense of peace written within it. it was as if your life was some fairy tale off a page, serene and extravagant. you didn’t know much about this whole dating thing, but you were ready to try.

when you met jaemin, you were closed off. your boundaries were extremely spread and you weren’t ready for anything serious. in fact, you’d never thought about dating before a day in your life. he came to you in one of your classes, asking you to tutor him in the subject, and it started from there.

when it came to work, you were serious, and your shy nature was practically thrown out the window. jaemin told you that he learned a lot, when in reality, he just had his chin in his hand while he started at your face. you could feel his eyes during those moments, but you didn’t dare look up, only continuing to ramble on.

he came to you with his test scores, giving you a big hug when you saw he was passing each one. of course, you didn’t think he really needed you, and was only pretending to not understand the subject, but you appreciated his praise anyways.

from there, the two of you were friends, and one day, he just asked you out. he told you everything would be nice and slow, and that he promised to never hurt you. you trusted him- besides, he’d never done anything bad before to make you think otherwise.

jaemin stayed true to his word throughout everything.

the one problem was; you didn’t.

it was a mistake. something you knew shouldn’t have happened, and it’s not like you wanted it to happen. you were sweet and shy and innocent, but alcohol does things. parties do things. and honestly, you regretted ever listening to jeno and showing up in the first place.

“just one drink won’t hurt you, baby,” jeno murmured into your ear. in your compromising position, trapped between his arms with your back against the kitchen counter, you weren’t sure you could deny him.

he had a sultry look in his eyes and a husky rasp to his voice. you could feel his breath on your neck, and the warmth of his body, only a mere inches away from touching your own. internally, your mind was screaming, and everything was becoming hazier and hazier as time went on.

you didn’t want the drink. you had places to be tomorrow and it was important to wake up early. get a good night’s rest, take a relaxing bath- so why were you here? why were you slowly beginning to nod your head to his request, giving in to his enchanting aura.

jeno had always been eye candy. he was attractive, somewhat sweet looking while looking sexy all the same. he’d attempted to woo you a few times, but you never gave in. he was nice, but you had jaemin. after your first drink, you couldn’t help but think about your boyfriend.

he was at your house right now, waiting for you to get home and cuddle with him. you wished you were there. yet, once jeno’s hands touched your waist and he had that dangerous smile on his face, you couldn’t help but compare your boyfriend to the man in front of you.

“you’re such a pretty baby,” jeno said, smiling. he tugged your body closer to his own, and you could feel every curve of your own body press against his. it was bittersweet, a feeling you enjoyed while dreading it all the same.

you wished he was jaemin, and in a way, you pictured him as such. as if that made the moment any better. you were clearly drunk, your words slurring and your eyes hazy, glossed over with a gentle fog. every time you saw jeno’s face, you closed your eyes and imagined it as jaemin.

eventually, after many drinks, their faces merged together and you couldn’t tell the difference. when jeno’s lips finally found your own, his hips pressed against yours and he tugged you impossibly closer, savoring the taste of you.

you weren’t sure how long it’d been since that night. you’d be lying if you said that you remembered all of what happened. everything was foggy and you realized; you were so incredibly shitfaced that night and you don’t even know what prompted it.

after the party, you woke up in jeno’s bed, stripped down to your bra and skirt, but you were still acutely aware of the presence beside you. jeno had been awake then, a pill and some water waiting on the bedside table for you to wake up and finally let the light hit your eyes.

you panicked at first. how could you not?

little memory, half naked, and in a bed with someone who was obviously not your boyfriend were three signs of trouble. after jeno explained everything, telling you how sorry he was for taking advantage of you, and giving you a drive home, you managed to make it to your bed before rolling up in a ball and crying nonstop.

it felt traumatic to you. everything happened too fast and it made your head swim, dizziness taking over. you were both relieved and heartbroken to find a little note on your laptop from jaemin, and his absence. you felt like you royally messed up, but at the same time, it felt so scary to think about coming clean.

after a long healing process for yourself, and a supportive and forgiving jaemin by your side (he was convinced you were heartbroken because you forgot to meet up with him), you managed to make it through the next month.

“what are you thinking about, baby?” jaemin hummed, making you acutely aware of your surroundings. you were resting in his lap, head thrown back against his chest. your eyes were staring at the tv, deep in thought.

he could tell something was wrong, that’s just how he is. he’s good at reading you and you’re scared he’s a bit too good. if he just looked a bit harder, you were sure he would know what happened that night, and expose your filthy secrets.

despite this, you put up your facade, beaming up at him as you straightened in his hold. turning, you threw your arms around his neck and leaned in, giving him a sweet kiss.

he smiled into your touch, pulling away just to give a small peck to your lips again.

“you,” you replied smoothly, grinning against his lips. he smiled cheekily, pulling you closer and embracing you warmly. his hands roamed down your back where they rested, stopping short above your butt before parting, coming to rest at your hips.

you hummed at the touch, savoring it for as long as you could before your alarm sounded, sending an echo throughout the room. jaemin huffed, only tugging you closer and hugging you.

“do you have to go?” he questioned, peppering your neck with kisses. you had a class now. of course, it wasn’t important and you could always spend time with your boyfriend and come up with an excuse for your absence later. you were definitely leaning towards that idea more than going.

“stay?” he asked, looking up at you. bringing his hands to your face, he cupped your jaw before dotting kisses across the skin, forcing you to lean your head back and relish in the feel of his lips. “for me, pretty girl?”

god, you wanted to stay.

“and what do I get if I stay?” you teased, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. he visibly shuddered, making you chuckle. he sent you a grin, pulling you closer to his chest.

“what would you like?” he asked. he closed his eyes blissfully, lashes full and dark against his skin. his cheeks were rosy, his lips plump and slightly bruised from your previous, hungry kissing. “what can convince my baby to stay?”

you smiled at the boy, admiring his features. jaemin was always eye candy and he never failed to take your breath away. suddenly, you felt lust overtake you, overcome by the need to admire as much of this beautiful man as you possibly could.

you were drunk on his essence, his aura- his everything- as you stole a kiss off his lips. he smiled, a beaming kind of happiness radiating off him in waves. hesitantly, you rose your hands to his face, cupping his cheeks. every movement was particularly slow, careful, and precise. his breath caught in his throat and your eyes never left his lips, only darting up to his eyes once.

“no convincing needed,” you murmured quietly, stroking the skin of his face with your finger. you got closer- gradually- and as soon as your breath hit his skin, close enough to feel the warmth of your body, it was as if jaemin was struck with something.

what had been slow suddenly turned rabid and the breath was instantly stolen from your lips when he captured yours in a passionate kiss. this one was serious, opposed to all of your prior kisses. it meant something much more than it appeared.

at first, you could sense apprehension within jaemin’s actions. but as soon as his lips hit yours and his hands tugged at your sides, slipping under your shirt to rest on the bare skin, you noticed he was ready, just as you were.

this was what he wanted- what both of you wanted.

your hands slipped from his face and found his shoulders, pushing him back gently. he got the memo, instantly falling back against the covers, his lips never parting from yours. his fingers on your hips sent a shiver down your spine, despite the small, lingering ticklish sensation erupting from the spot.

your tongue met his, a mix of saliva and passion. he pulled away after a brief moment, his lungs filling with air as a heave overcame him. he wasn’t finished though, as you were quickly turned over, now laying beneath the gentle boy as his lips found your collarbone.

he teasingly kissed the area, erupting both a pleasant and annoyed sigh from you. you were painstakingly aware of his member pressing against you, forcing you to realize something; this was it. you were about to lose your virginity to a boy you cared for- though a fear still lingered within you.

sensing your pause, jaemin halted, finding your eyes. “is this really what you want?” he asked. he wasn’t sure what answer he wanted. he knew you were apprehensive of sex ever since the two of you started dating- hell, at first you were scared to kiss him.

“I think so,” you murmured, looking at him.

he grabbed your face gently, rubbing circles into the skin of your cheek, making you close your eyes at the comforting feel. “that’s not an answer I can trust, pretty girl,” he said sadly. “I need a definite answer.”

your eyes fluttered open after a moment, drinking him in. he looked just as scared as you were- after all, this was his first time too, right? jaemin was always a gentle boy, and that’s one of the reasons why you liked him. this felt right. finally, after a harsh swallow and a nod, you spoke.

“yes. I want this.”

jaemin didn’t need to hear much more. he sent you a soft smile before his lips found yours, and his kisses became more aggressive and hungry than you were used to. you somewhat liked the new pace, finding it easy to lose yourself in the pleasure he brought you.

when his hips suddenly snapped against yours, your back arched against the boy and a moan left your lips. he took advantage of your open mouth, slipping his tongue in to mingle with your own. your legs wrapped around his waist, tugging him closer so you could feel even more friction.

your head lolled back against the covers, a shiver wracking your body at how intense everything felt. nothing much had happened, but every sensation was new and incredibly pleasuring for you. you were clinging to jaemin, moans escaping your lips almost infinitely.

“you sound so pretty,” jaemin said, his voice husky. a groan left his lips when your hips met his own, pushing against him. almost instantly, his eyes closed and his head fell against your shoulder. seeing his reaction, you did it again, noticing how his grip on you got tighter every second.

when you tried to do it again, his hand held your hips down to the bed, making you frown. “why’d you make me stop?” you whined, trying to snap your hips up and out of his hold.

“I won’t last if you keep doing that,” he whispered into your ear, making a blush erupt on your face.

“oh...”

you were surprised- though excited- when jaemin’s fingers found the band of your underwear. his lips were still on your neck, kissing softly, while a fire began brewing upon the skin his fingers trailed. he was under your panties, making you nervous.

his finger teased at your slit, making an instant moan fall from your lips. you tensed at the feeling, a bit embarrassed when you realized how close he was to your pussy. it was washed away though, when his thumb rubbed slow circles into your clit, causing you to dig your teeth into your bottom lip.

his middle finger teased your entrance, before slipping in. you whined at the feeling, a breathy moan leaving your lips. you weren’t used to this sensation- an indescribable pleasure wracking your body. jaemin was enjoying himself, watching your facial expressions with curiosity and aiming to please.

“feels really…” you murmured, feeling your words slip away. he curled his finger up, slowly thrusting. the spot felt different- good enough make anyone fall limp. it was a toe-curling sensation and you stilled, your breath caught in your throat. a second later, you let out a choked moan, “g-good.”

“yeah?” jaemin murmured, pressing his hips into yours. he was incredibly hard and you could tell. a surprised gasp left your lips once he removed his finger, grinning mischievously. “this will feel even better, baby.”

when he started unbuckling his jeans, you fell back, attempting to catch your breath. you tried to prepare yourself for what was about to happen, though you knew it was pretty much impossible.

you lifted yourself up on your elbows, watching as jaemin opened his wallet that was tucked in the back pocket of his jeans. he grabbed a condom from the pocket, putting it between his teeth as he tugged down his trousers. when he took of his underwear with one hand, the other helping his teeth open the gleaming package, you felt a blush on your cheeks.

your first instinct was to look away. but, strangely enough, you couldn’t. as much as you wanted to respect him, your eyes stayed glued to his naked form. his chiseled abdomen and a perfect v-shape leading to his dick- and his dick; it was scary how big it was, and you found yourself wondering if you could even handle him.

jaemin merely observed you, a red tint on his cheeks. though he pulled both of you out of his when he put the condom over his dick, leaning down over you and getting into position. “you sure?” he murmured, asking again, his nose tickling your neck. he pressed a soft, sweet kiss to the skin there.

“yeah,” you said, cupping his face. you forced him to look at you, pulling him into a kiss. “I’m scared but I trust you.”

he smiled.

lifting your legs with his hands, he made sure he could position himself perfectly between your legs. you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling your heartbeat in your chest. in your position, pressed against jaemin, you found reassurance in one thing; his heart was beating wildly too.

it was slow. the seconds felt like hours and it eventually felt like an eternity. his tip seemed to tease your entrance for ages, before he started to gently push into you. you tightened your grip on jaemin, biting your lip to mask the pain. he was big, and you felt like you were being stretched uncomfortably.

eventually, he was fully inside you, and the pain had slowly started to subside. your head lolled back and your breathy groans quickly turned to moans. it felt good, and you couldn’t deny that you understood now why people were so obsessed with sex.

it felt so good, so sweet, like you were on cloud nine.

when jaemin noticed that you were ready for him to move, he started to thrust. your eyes snapped open and you let out a moan, clawing at jaemin’s back. “f-fuck,” jaemin murmured in your ear, feeling your walls tighten around him uncontrollably.

the smell of sex filled the room, and the echoing sounds of moans mixed with groans bounced off the walls. you wrapped your legs around jaemin’s waist, pulling him closer.

your lips met for a messy kiss, constantly broken by the need for air. as a band began to build in your stomach, jaemin’s moans began getting louder and louder. your moans had long turned to cries and you were desperately grasping for jaemin.

something was missing, and you needed it- though you weren’t sure what it was. you felt good and it was only getting better by the second, but there was something; it wasn’t enough.

“n-need more, jaem…” you said, closing your eyes tightly and trying to reach your breaking point.

he groaned in your ear, before one of his hands managed to sneak between the two of you. his thumb desperately rubbed at your clit and you cried- that was exactly what you needed.

all of a sudden, you snapped, your vision going white and your ears filling with a dull ringing. you panted, staring up at jaemin dreamily. he continued to thrust, making you hiss, though he finished a fee moments later with a grunt.

he collapsed onto you, holding his weight with his arms. “baby…” he said, though no words followed. he just laid there, holding onto you for dear life, as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

you couldn’t have asked for a sweeter first time.

>>

[now playing: you right by doja cat]

you stared blankly at your shopping list. you’d read over it about 5 times now, but still, every word seemed scrambled and you just couldn’t realize what it was you were shopping for.

you had been standing in the shopping aisle for about 10 minutes now, an empty cart beside you. eventually, you said screw the list, and started putting whatever you wanted in your cart.

cookies can’t hurt anyone, right?

these donuts too.

maybe I should get those poptarts.

“that’s a lot of junk food, don’t you think?” jeno said, his breath hot on your neck. you jumped, turning to stare at the boy. your heartbeat was erratic and you immediately shoved him back.

“you could’ve given me a heart attack!”

jeno shrugged, though an amused gleam was shining in his eyes.

“and no, it’s a perfectly healthy amount.”

jeno nodded as you strolled your cart off, trailing behind you. he watched as you shoved stuff into your cart. “several doctors would disagree,” he said, watching you struggle to reach something on a top shelf.

he grabbed it for you, tossing it in your cart. you mumbled a quiet thanks to the boy. “well, doctors aren’t exactly always right,” you said matter-of-factly, strolling forward.

jeno tossed his arm around your shoulders, smiling.

“we should talk,” he said.

“about what?”

he turned to you, trapping you against the shelves with his arms. the aisle was otherwise empty aside from the two of you, and you had never wished for the presence of strangers more.

“about you begging me for my cock at that party, baby,” he said quietly, a finger under your chin and tilting your head up to meet his eyes. your eyes immediately widened.

“i didn’t do that-“ you said hastily. you remember making out with him- of which you regret-, but you don’t remember even remotely getting past the kissing.

“oh yeah, you did.”

his eyes were dark, lust swimming in the shallows. “you even told me exactly what you wanted,” he said, inching closer to you. you gulped. “you wanted me to spread your legs and give your cute little pussy kisses. then you wanted me to ruin you with my cock.”

you blinked at his vulgar words, shrinking under his hungry gaze. “I could do that right now, couldn’t I?” he asked, his lips right beside your ear. his hands wandered, finding your hips and inching under your shirt. he teasingly tugged at the waistband of your pants, pulling it back and letting it snap against your skin.

you flinched at the sensation, feeling a bubble in your throat. you struggled to find your words and everything came out as merely a little gasp. “It would be so easy to take you in the bathroom, y’know? or take you to my car.”

your heart was beating profusely and you were on the verge of moaning, picturing the scenes he was painting in your head.

“maybe I’d paint you in my cum,” he whispered.

suddenly, jeno pulled back. he admired the flushed look on your face, and the way your knees were seconds away from buckling. he sent you a sweet smile before backing up.

“hope you have a great shopping trip.”

god, what have you gotten yourself into.

>>

it didn’t take long for you to hook up with jeno. he was too tempting, sending you filthy texts every night before bed, all of which lead to heated sex with jaemin while you internally moaned jeno’s name.

you ran into each other at a cafe, and you couldn’t deny how alive he made you felt. he managed to talk you into letting him finger you in public, which was a surprise for you.

you never imagined yourself being into something like that. but jeno seemed to bring out the more daring part of you. you ended up getting a text from jaemin in the middle of it, which made you feel nothing but regret.

you promised yourself it wouldn’t last. jeno was a mistake and you wouldn’t let him ruin your relationship with jaemin. yet, you couldn’t uphold the promise.

you were finding yourself more and more drawn to jeno. the hookups became more passionate and frequent, and sometimes jaemin was even in the same room as the two of you.

you felt terrible, but you were attached to jaemin. you didn’t wanna break his heart but you genuinely enjoying being in a relationship with him, even if you were cheating.

but, of course, something had to go wrong.

you found yourself frozen, a cold chill running down your spine, as you took in the scene. jaemin, holding your phone in his hands, a white settling over his pretty skin. his eyes held hurt and he couldn’t even bring himself to look at at you.

you knew immediately:

jaemin saw jeno’s texts.

and almost instantly, your heart broke in two.

but it was too late: jaemin’s heart was already shattered.

[taihjj]

Would I fight this individual?

Megumi, Yuji, Gojo, & Noritoshi | slice of life

Summary: basically, if would fight this dude and the hypothetical reason why/why not

Word count: //

Note: some content! Finally!

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° Megumi Fushiguro °

1000/1000

YES

do not get me started with him

I know Megumi is actually a sweet and caring guy but he has this attitude of extreme pettiness.

It doesn't happen often but when it does

Might as well murder tbh

Usually resurface on mission and he thought u were careless, you got hurts he thinks it's his fault

Insecurities ✨

But what he does is not comfort u or anything. instead calls you reckless and an idiot and stuff

And when you reply, lord he gives the snarky "cool" comebacks☠️🤬

"Megumi, I was doing fine and what's with the fucking attitude?"

"uhuh, yeah. Sure👍"

#Anger

So yes, I will fight this individual FOR SURE

° Yuji Itadori °

Uhh?? OFC NOT

-0000000/1

He's the sweetest guy you will ever meet

Why the frickke would I fight him

I'll wake up every morning making sure he eats his eggs right, and sip his foking tea/coffee with a damn good SLORP

LIKE, imagine fighting this sweet boy

"Hey Yuji 🤬"

"I-i uhh.. did I do something?🥺"

"If I did I'm sorry, what can I do for you to forgive me"

Probably the guy who apologizes even though it's not his fault

OR HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HE'S APOLOGIZING FOR

BiTCH you better say sorry rn

In conclusion, I'd rather fight u than My sweet boy, Yuji.

° Gojo Satoru °

5/10

As much as I support Gojo slander, I wouldn't really get in a fight with him if uneccessary

He knows how to push buttons and I ain't dealing with him

I'd rather eat ass?? IG??

Though like I did say "IF NECESSARY"

so if this man ever tells shit that don't mix well in my stomach.

No words, literally, we will just start throwing hands

"Ahahaha did you remember the-"

"BLACK MTHFKN FLASH bitch"

Everything is just chaos and thing is since he KNOWS what he's doing.he definitely planned to piss you off as soon as he opened his beautiful ass eyes

Then he smirks at you in a way that got you bubump

Ugh I hate him❤️

Anyway, so do I wanna fight this dude?

Uhhhh sure? (yes)

° Noritoshi Kamo °

Yes/1

Though, he's kinda like Megumi. He's got an ATTITUDE

and Kinda got a gid complex or heir complex where he thinks hes (suppose to be) better than everyone

And he knows a lot BETTER THAN everyone

I think he's the kind of guy to put down your ideas or opinion JUST BECAUSE.

Like he just finds a way and he does it because he's got an urge to and it will make him hella uncomfortable if he doesn't

An asshole tbh

Literally, Utahime onced or (THRICE) had to break up you and Noritoshi's fight

You ended you badly bruised and Noritoshi got his eyes permanently closed for a day due to bad swelling.

Probably started with some planning on how to best the Tokyo bitches

"So I say we try to distance Toge with the other because -"

"Megumi is a better challenge, so let's focus on him instead of your idea"

You was like ok..let u pass

It happened the second, third, fourth

Bro the tension is just sheesh

Todo knew what was gonna go down and he Knew to never mess with a mad hoe

Noritoshi eyes revealed that day when a solid punch landed in the side of his head

So DO I FIGHT THIS BOY? UHH YEA.

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Sugar, Sugar.

Sugar daddy!Jin au & fckbuddy jungkook drabble

pairing: jk x reader/jin x reader

warnings: nsfw & sexual themes, cussing, a bit of smut if u squint hard enough, toxic relationships.

A/N: this was rushed and unedited, but i just wanted to post this drabble & get done with it so there's that 😝 sorry for the grammatical errors & errythin as always. ily all tho & i hope u enjoy this shtpost 😁😘

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"Come get back in bed babe, I'm sure he can wait." Jungkook pleads, his lips now starting to pout.

"You know I can't kook, and even if I know he'll wait, I wouldn't want him to." You say, as you put on your clothes hurriedly, preparing to leave.

"Of course, you wouldn't want to keep your glucose grandpa waiting so long. He might have a heart attack or something," He sarcastically retorted now sitting up on the bed.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny kook. Though that ain't it, He's not even a grandpa. He's still 26, very healthy and active, if you must know."

"Ya whatever. He's the same age as my older brother though, your glucose granddaddy's probably uglier." He scoffed.

"Hey! My Financial supporter isn't ugly, He's ethereal. I bet if you saw him you'd want to be his sugar baby too. Your straight ass would probably reconsider being straight cos he's too beautiful for this world." You confidently replied.

"So, is that why you like him that much? cos he's beautiful? he prob gives good head too. But I know for a fact, no one can devour your pussy the best like me." he says and smiles smugly. "Ew. Please don't use big or cringy deep words again when talking about our sexy time, or I'm really gonna vomit. Also, I've told you a thousand times we haven't done anything. Not all sugar daddy relationships do and have to do stuff like that you know."

"Sure, says the one who used sexy time to describe how we make love. And if you're gonna vomit, do it on his expensive ass floor mat. Since he can afford to replace it and the whole house if he wanted to."

"I really have to go kook, see you whenever i do," You say now truly heading for the door. He just nods at you, acts indifferently though he was begging for you to stay a little longer, just awhile ago.

"Jin, Sorry if i was late. The traffic was horrible you know how they are."

You tell him upon arriving at his place, though you know it wasn't just the traffic that made you arrive late, it was because of another guy you didn't tell him about but he didn't seem to bother to ask too. "It's okay love, I completely understand. How are you today though? are you feeling alright? you texted me yesterday that you were so tired, are you overworking yourself again?" He says a bit concerned and empathetically.

He's always been so considerate and kind to you, and you've always liked that about him. "Yea, I'm good. Peachy. I was just worn out because of work yesterday, (and of riding jungkook's cock til we both passed out) but now i'm feeling great." You smiled at him trying to reassure him you were fine.

"How about you dear? dear. your endearment for him, how are you feeling today?" You asked. "I'm feeling good too. Actually better, now that you're here with me." He smiled, and you blushed a little embarrassingly, though it was cheesy but you had a soft spot for him.

"Anyway, I'm glad you aren't overworking yourself, but remember you can always ask me for more support if you want to. You know I'd give you everything in the world, anything for you." You were quite flustered by his words.

"Thanks, Jin. for everything really, you've always been so kind and helpful to me, though I don't do much or even enough for you, to repay you." was your pathetic reply.

"No, don't say that again love. You know, you being here with me is enough. You don't have to do filthy things to repay me. You know I'd be happy already if you just spend your time with me."

"But what if i want to do filthy things with you? I mean, if you allow me to. I want to make you feel good, daddy." You don't always call him daddy, in fact you rarely call him that. Your relationship was just pure companionship actually. That was what you both agreed on, when your partnership started. You both wouldn't do anything sexual ever. At first you thought he was asexual, but he said he wasn't when you asked him. Now, you wanted to repay him for all the good things he's done for you, but how will you when he doesn't want you to? You were confused and a bit taxed actually.

"Y/N you know what we agreed on...let's not break our agreement. I think you should rest more, maybe you're still feeling unwell." he replied quite tiredly. he doesn't usually call you by your name too, was he mad? disappointed? you weren't sure, but you didn't like it and you weren't sure you wanted to know.

"Ok...I'll just go to the room then," you replied. "Actually love, I think you should just go home. Maybe you'll be more comfortable resting there." Did he just say he wanted you out of his sight? ouch that hurt quite a bit, ok mayhaps a lot.

"Oh. ok then, I'll go home sorry for bothering you," You say, starting to walk away from him and head for the door. "Y/N, It's not like that. You know you're not a bother to me, and you never will be." Jin says.

"No, I get it. You don't want me and that's okay, we're just fellow associates anyway right?" you snap at him.

"No, why are you being like this love? I do want you. I just don't want us to be like them and everyone else. I don't want us to use eachother to that exent. I want us to be friends first, to get closer and if it leads to something more then why not? please...let's not fight about this," he pleads pityfully.

"Do you really though? do you want me? anyway, it doesn't matter. Let's just talk about it later tom. just call me or whatever." You say as you open the door and head out fast, not hearing what he might've replied to your question.

"You're back early? bet ya 5 bucks glucose guardian had a stroke and u had to send him to the ER and leave him there?" Jungkook was still there when you came back, and on his dumb ass phone, playing games. Apparently he was in a mood for jokes as always, but you weren't.

"Stfu junglecock, I'm not in the mood. Why are you still here anyway? don't you have other hoes to do? just make sure to always keep safe and try to catch fewer curable stds, or I'll never fck your nasty ass again."

"Wow someone's pretty ass is pissed, what's wrong baby? did your grandpa have a hard time getting his ancient magic stick up? is that why you're so mad cos you needed a good dicking down but you didn't get it?" he annoyingly implied.

"Jungkook, if you don't shut the f up for real you'll never be able to use your magic stick again, and I'm really serious about it." you glared at him as you said it.

"Ok. fine babe, chill. I know what always helps you relax..." He says as he drops his phone and moves towards you, backhugging you and rubbing your shoulders softly. He knows that you like how calming it feels although you don't forget the sexual implication that comes with it too.

"You know you can tell me anything right? we're not just fuckmates, we're saltmates too. We're friends aren't we?" He says while looking at you, trying to guess what's on your mind. "Of course we are kook. It's just things with jin...I feel like I'm not doing enough or good enough for him. Sometimes I feel like he just doesn't want me, but then he says he does. And I'm just- confused i guess."

"Hey, don't be too hard on yourself babe. You both agreed on that partnership, so why should you do more than what you agreed on? he's not asking for other things or forcing you to do something to repay him right?" he says a bit bitterly.

"No. He's not like that." You reassure jungkook. "Anyway, we'll probably make up later tom. and everything'll be just fine. So, you were talking about helping me to de-stress?" you told him suggestively.

You and jungkook went on it all through out the night. He pounded on you like there was no tomorrow. After your 8th round, the both of you were taxed and almost asleep. Or so you thought he was too, til he made small talk.

"Baby, are you still awake?" he asked, moving closer wrapping his arm around your waist to hold you tight. You mumbled something like "urm yea" and he took a peek at you to see if you we're still actually awake.

"You don't have to go back to him ya know," he said out of the blue, making you face him. "You could stay with me. You could be happy with me y/n. We could fuck forever happily." You didn't know what to say to that.

"Can i be honest? these past few months I didn't think I'd feel something more for you, But I did. I do. I kinda like you more than just a fckfriend y/n, hell I think I'm inlove with you. Do you feel the same way? even just a bit?" he suddenly asked and you didn't really know what to respond. So you replied something lame, "I think you're just tired guk, maybe we should really sleep now." You said looking somewhere else in the room, anywhere but his handsome face, you tried to avoid the subject, hoping that maybe he'll drop it and forget it but you know he won't.

"Is that your reply to my confession? Wow, I didn't think you'd be this mean baby. Are you rejecting me cos I'm not as rich as him? I can support us both too you know. I can save up for the things that will prob cost us our whole lives if you want to have them. Anything for you. I may not be as debonair and grand as him, but I promise you I'll love you and give you everything you want more than him. You'll have my whole heart and all of my attention, so will you please stay and choose me instead?" he begged. But you already made your choice a long time ago.

"I like you too guk, and I'll stay." you said though you know better. You lied. You left his handsome figure still sleeping soundly behind. After you told him you'll stay last night, you both fell asleep right after. But now here comes the morning, and you're already halfway to the door. You take one last look at his beautiful face, knowing it might be a long time before you see it again.

"Jin, I think I wanna go with you on that business trip." You said to him, eager to leave with him right away. "You mean the one in Japan I'll be going to later? I thought you didn't wanna come love? but ok, i guess you changed your mind. it'll be lovely to be with you there." You're glad he's okay with you coming with him.

"Yeah, I realized it'd be boring here on my own and I already filed a leave for work. And i'd probably miss you too so I wanna come with you." you said and a faint blush showed on your cheeks.

"Just probably? so you won't really miss me? jk. love, did you already pack your things? you should get ready. I'll have to stop by the office for a bit to get some things, so just meet me there when you're done. I'll be going now, so I can get ready and check that I didn't forget anything at the office, so I'll see you later love?"

"Yea, see you later Jin." You didn't call him by your endearment but you hope he didn't mind. To your surprise and delight, he gave you a peck on the cheek before running off to leave.

"Uh excuse me, can I ask if Jin's still inside his office?" you told the secretary.

"Kim Seokjin our CEO? yes, he's still inside his office. And who are you miss?" The secretary inquired.

"Uh I'm-"

"She's my girlfriend and fiancee. Her name is y/n and you should remember her face from now on." The familiar ethereal voice said from behind you, It was Jin who just arrived to meet you. The secretary apologized soon after, she was probably regretting why she had asked that question, though you assured her it was okay. "Hyung are you leaving now for that japan business- Y/N, is it really you?"

You wouldn't forget the owner of that voice of course. Though you left him behind. He spoke from behind you, and you didn't wanna face him or move. You didn't until Jin asked you, "Love, do you know my brother jungkook?" You turned slowly to face them, and mustered the courage to reply.

"Yes, We were kinda friends during college." you lamely said. "Oh. You didn't tell me you were friends with my brother. Anyway, yes jungkook I'll be going on that business trip, and Y/N will be accompanying me." Jin told his younger brother.

How could you even know jungkook was his younger brother when he didn't even tell you? He might've mentioned a brother before, but Jin didn't say it was actually Jeon Jungkook. And they have different last names anyway, so they're probably just half brothers? your pondering was interrupted by no other than jungkook speaking,

"Oh really? Before you go though, can i ask y/n this question; Is my brother the sugar daddy you were always talking about? or is your glucose guardian a different one too?" his words shocked and hurt you, though you couldn't blame him, you hurt him too.

"Jungkook, what the hell are you talking about? you don't know anything about us you brat. Mind your own damn business." You've never heard Jin cuss before, or it was rare that he did. Mayhaps he was really mad this time.

"Y/N what is he talking about? what does he mean that I'm the one you're always talking about with him? I thought you were just old college friends?" Jin inquired. "Jin...I-" you wanted to tell him about everything, but no words seem to come out of your pathetic little mouth yet.

"Oh come on baby, It's just a simple question. Is my brother the old hag you always come back to, for money or what? if he isn't, then how many are they? just curious babe." Jungkook sarcastically said. Jin was furious at this point, how dare Jungkook call you his baby? and the accusations he's saying are just over the top. Jin knows he's your only financial supporter, he's the only one right? "Jungkook you ass-" before jin could finish speaking, you spoke, though you were holding back tears.

"Yes. He's my benefactor, my sugar daddy, whatever you call it. And so what if he is kook? it's none of your business anymore. And just for the record, he's the only one. I don't have any other patrons or sugar daddies."

"Great. Just fcking amazing then, You were screwing both of us at the same time, that's why you never told me your sugar daddy's name, you planned this didn't you? I didn't see you as a gold digger who targets siblings but here we are-" Jin grabbed Jungkook by the collar because he couldn't take all the bullcrap the younger was saying about you. "Jungkook if you don't shut your filthy mouth I swear-"

"You'll what hyung? punch me? kill me? I'm already dead. Can't you see hyung? she's the one playing with us! ask her what the two of us have been doing behind your back! Sorry hyung, but i didn't know you were her sugar daddy though," Jungkook shouted.

"Love, I don't know if what he's saying is true, but i wanna hear it from you. Please tell me what's going on? why is he saying you're screwing the both of us?" Jin pleaded at you.

"I...he's my fckbuddy Jin. I'm so sorry, we didn't touch each other and I have my needs, so i had to find someone else to fulfill them. But we stopped it already. I left him and lied, and maybe that's why he's so mad at me." You said exhausted with it all,

"I promise you though I didn't know he was your brother, and I wouldn't have messed around with him if I knew. Dear, please believe me. I truly am sorry." Now it was you who was pleading.

"I'm not mad at you for leaving, I'm mad at you for lying to me. You shouldn't have said you felt something for me when you didn't." Jungkook said, now more glum than angry.

"You were really lovers then? You should have told me you wanted to hook up with other people y/n. We could've made it clear in our agreement. Maybe all of us wouldn't be hurting so much," Jin calmed down too, though disappointment and sadness was written all over his face. "I can't and won't compete with my brother y/n, we might not agree with things all the time but I can't bear to see him hurt. Jungkook likes you, and if I have to let you go so he'll stop hurting, then I will."

"No. Jin please don't do this, you're the one that I love, not Jungkook. Please don't give me up." You begged jin.

"I'm sorry love, but I can't choose you." And that was the last thing Jin said before he left you.

Jungkook took took you back after all, and you started dating him. You've learned to like him after Jin left. Though you heard Jin inherited their multi-billion dollar company in japan, and was managing it too. You were just moping around when you got a text from your boyfriend Jungkook: "When are you coming home babe?" it read. "Probably not soon yet, babe" you replied.

"What do u mean baby? how long are you gon stay there?" he texted again, probably for a really long time You replied mentally. You were still on your business trip or that's what jungkook thought, what he doesn't know is that Jin is the business trip, and you're just on your way there. You liked Jungkook he was hot, but you loved Jin more or maybe his money a whole lot.

~fin~

[baby-daddy-bella]

yo can u hit me up with a henry ship? I'm 5'2" Asian with shoulder length black hair. I love to cook and bake as long as someone's with me when I'm doing it. When I'm stress I like to clean and I'm usually always stressed so bet you can guess what that means lol. I'm a giant pussy and gets scared easily but like I'm also a dumbass who will do anything I'm dared to do bc my ego is too big. I like being submissive and I'm crazy in love with cute things. thanks for doing this!! ~ henrybcwer

                            Bowers Gang Ships - Request 1

A/N: HEY WELCOME TO MY SHIPS HOES ILY. Although this was not the first request that I got (I have that one ready to post), I really wanted this to be the first one I put out, as @henrybcwer has an AMAZING blog and was my inspiration to do the ship requests in the first place. Requests are still open REQUESTS ARE CLOSED and the requests that have already been submitted will be out soon. xx

I ship you with… 

                        Henry Bowers (bitch OF COURSE)

> Okay so I’m not just saying this because of you blog but OH MY GOD HENRY WOULD LOVE YOU

> Did someone say short girl?!?! Henry is already in love 

> He loves to know that he is always in control and so you being short and submissive means that he can do that without much argument 

> As expected with our terribly brought up dragged up boy, the cooking, baking and cleaning provokes A LOT of misogynistic comments, yet he loves to eat all of the food that you make

> And when I say loves, I mean LOVES your cooking + baking. 

> The second you bring out a tray of cookies, or a fresh cake, they are gone within minutes

> If the gang is over at yours too the baked goods will be gone within SECONDS 

> Proper dates with Henry are rare, and if you spend time alone together it is usually unplanned, or just consists of a lot of action and not much talking 

> HOWEVER, you occasionally invite him round to your house for a romantic dinner for two. 

> You put a single candle on the dinner table, cook him his favourite meal and put a pretty dress/outfit on

> As soon as he arrives, all he wants to do is kiss you, but you tell him to sit down and return to your masterpiece in the kitchen. 

> Surprisingly, he does as you say, and waits patiently for you to return.

> He smiles a lot throughout the date and, although he would never admit it, has an amazing night every time. Lets face it, this hurting boy needs some sort of love and stability, so he LOVES when you give it to him. 

> However, I think we all know how a romantic dinner (in an empty house), with Henry would end…and it doesn’t involve a whole lot of clothing. 

> This boy enjoys nothing less than to scare the shit out of you all the time, and often uses it to amuse him when he’s bored. Whether it’s a scary story, horror movie or just him messing with some random kid, he will do it just to scare you.  

> He enjoys it a little too much if you know what I mean *winks with determined, indefinite fear*  

> Despite his love for scaring you, Henry also loves it when you do whatever dare he, the gang or any one else gives you.

> UNLESS it’s a creepy ass one from Patrick (you know he’s the only one who would even dare), because Henry would be very possessive & lean close to you, “You do that and I’ll never fucking speak to you again.”

> Did you say cute things? NOT HENRY’S THING and as soon as he finds out, he will call you a pussy or something, forgetting that he is talking to his girlfriend and not one of the guys.

> buuuuuut, he thinks about it a lot, and so one day…

Henry Bowers strolled casually through the centre of the small town of Derry. Victor Criss was to his right and Reginald Huggins was on his left side. The three of them walked in comfortable silence, as they headed for the diner for a lunch-time break from terrorising the children of their hometown. 

Henry’s eyes scanned the area for no reason in particular, after a few seconds landing on a small flower shop that had recently opened in Derry. His brow suddenly rose, as an idea sprung into his head. 

Henry hit the back of his hand against Victor’s upper arm, catching his attention. “You two go on ahead without me. There’s something I’ve gotta take care of.” 

Victor raised his right eyebrow suspiciously at Henry, silently questioning what it was that the other boy wanted to do without him and Belch. With an angry glare, Henry spoke again. “Don’t look at me like that, just do as I fucking say.” 

Victor sighed and rolled his eyes, “Fine, come on Reg.” The two of them split off from Henry and headed for the diner without him. 

After waiting for multiple minutes, ensuring that Victor and Belch were out of sight, Henry headed for the flower shop with his girlfriend’s words in mind. 

She had explained to him, as he sat uninterested, about how she often wished that he would be a little more romantic and thoughtful. He had originally brushed the comments off and deemed them unimportant, but the more he thought about it, the more Henry considered some sort of romantic act, convincing him self that it was only going to happen to ‘keep her around’. 

Henry Bowers checked the empty street one last time, before stepping into the small shop. A small, silver bell tinkled above the door when he entered and the small, pink-cheeked  woman behind the counter gave him a small smile. He gave no kind expression in return. 

He browsed the flowers for a moment – what in the hell was a petunia?

Finally, his bright blue eyes set on the only type of flower that he did actually know about. Henry picked up a bunch of burgundy roses from a small black container. He brought them to his nose, took a deep breath in, and then brought them away, a small smile on his face. He checked once again at the street through the large, pristine shop window, calming his nerves when no one was there. 

The woman behind the counter was rather flustered by his unusual, jittery state and so disappeared into the store room at the back of the shop to find her colleague. She new exactly who that boy belonged to, and had no intention of any trouble with the son of Butch Bowers. 

Henry, hearing the door behind the counter shut, slipped the roses into the inside of his jacket and made his way out of the shop. The small bell tinkled once again and the florist emerged from the store room once again. 

Contempt with his present, Henry set off to his girlfriend’s house to deliver it. 

When he arrived, he pulled the squashed bunch of flowers from his jacket and knocked on the door. 

A/N: This is my first one & I really hope you like it! The imagine kind of sucks, but I wanted to write one for each ship to make them better. Love you all xoxo