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data-bridge · 2 years ago

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Europe Cannabis Market Growth Focusing on Trends & Innovations During the Period Until 2029

Industry Analysis

Data Bridge Market Research analyses that the Europe cannabis market will grow at a CAGR of 43.10% during the forecast period of 2022 to 2029.

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Market Insights and Scope

Cannabis is defined as dried leaves and flowering tops of Cannabis indica or Cannabis sativa plants that are consumed or smoked for its therapeutic or psychotropic effects. Cannabis (Cannabis sativa) is a herbal drug. It contains chemicals called cannabinoids, including delta-9-Tetrahydrocannabinol (THC) and Cannabidiol (CBD). Cannabinoids, which are active compounds in cannabis, have drug-like effects on all systems of the body, including the immunological and central neurological systems continued usage of which may result in psychological dependence. Cannabis may be used to alleviate cancer symptoms and cancer treatment side effects that include pain, nausea, cachexia (loss of body weight and muscle mass), and other chronic illnesses. Applications of cannabis are widely used in food & beverages, cosmetics, pharmaceuticals, textile, chemical industries, and various other industries.

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Industry Segmentation

Europe cannabis market is segmented based on type, product type, component, category, strain, application and usage type. The growth amongst these segments will help you analyze meagre growth segments in the industries and provide the users with a valuable market overview and market insights to help them make strategic decisions for identifying core market applications.

Type

Hemp

Marijuana

Synthetic Cannabis

Product Type

Full-Spectrum Cannabis Products

Broad-Spectrum Cannabis Products

Cannabis Isolates Cannabis Products

Component

THC-Dominant

CBD-Dominant

Balanced THC & CBD

Category

Organic

Inorganic

Strain

Indica

Sativa

Hybrid

Others

Application

Cannabis Concentrate

Cannabis Vape Juice

Cannabis Capsules

Cannabis Flower

Cannabis Oils

Cannabis Tinctures

Cannabis Topicals

Cannabis Edibles

Cannabis Medicinal Products

Others

Usage Type

Recreational

Medicinal

Market Country Level Analysis

The countries covered in this market report are

Germany, U.K., Italy, Netherlands, Switzerland, France, Russia, Spain, Belgium, Turkey and Rest of Europe. Germany is expected to dominate the market due to rise in legalization of cannabis in the country as well as increasing usage of cannabis in various healthcare products in Germany.

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Industry Share Analysis

Some of the major players operating in the Europe cannabis market are

Aurora Cannabis Inc., CANOPY GROWTH CORPORATION, The Cronos Group, Aphria Inc, Tilray, Cannabis Science Inc., SOMAÍ Pharmaceuticals Inc., IMCI Pharmaceuticals, Peace Natural Projects inc, BOL Pharma, PharmaHemp, Kiehl's, Endoca, Althea Company Pty Ltd and IDT Australia among others.

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shrtcakeprncess · 3 months ago

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skin. ino takuma.

𝐜𝐰 𐙚 nsfw link, drabble-ish, black reader , creaming, explicit language, underage drinking, cannabis consumption, high/drunk sex, kissing, oral, fingering, age-gap, ino is 21 reader is 18. . . i think that’s all? as always mdni . . .

𝐚/𝐧 𐙚 all fifteen ino fans rise up! but like seriously, he’s so underrated. no one writes about his fine ass.

"boo!"

a cheeky grin pulls across your face as you feel the familiar inked arms wrap around your frame, the intricate designs on his skin a comforting sight. you can't help but lean back into his warm, protective embrace, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest against your back. the scent of his cologne fills your senses, grounding you in the moment. with a playful glint in your eye, you turn around slowly, your movements deliberate and teasing. your arms drape over his shoulders, fingers gently gliding into his soft chestnut hair.

he looks so pretty, brown eyes sparkling with warmth and mischief as he gazes down at you. his black beanie is snugly pulled over his tousled brown hair tucked behind his ears, showcasing small silver hoops, two on each side, as well as an eyebrow piercing that catches the light and adds a touch of edgy elegance to his look. his lips curve into a soft smile, making your heart flutter, and you can't help but admire the effortless charm he exudes.

"my dad will kill you if he sees you in here," you mutter against his lips. ino hums, shrugging his shoulders, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he pulls you closer.

"good thing he’s not here then beautiful." he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, you giggle. never did you think you’d be messing around with the pool boy, yet here you were, sneaking behind your father's back doing just that. there was something about ino takuma that you couldn’t resist—maybe it was his mysterious aura, or maybe it was the way you’d always catch him sneaking glances at you while you sunbathed in those too-tight bathing suits. not that you minded him looking, anyway.

your dad would have his neck if he knew ino was sleeping with his precious daughter, which is why you and ino snuck around when your father was out, which was often. the thrill of secrecy added an intoxicating layer to your relationship. every stolen moment felt electric, charged with the risk of being discovered. you relished the way ino's touch sent shivers down your spine, the way his lips felt against yours.

you remember the first time you noticed him, his quiet demeanor and the way he seemed to blend into the background. it was intriguing, and you found yourself watching him, curious about the stories behind his reserved nature. despite his efforts to remain unnoticed, there was an undeniable pull between you two.

ino's lips pressed against yours, soft and demanding, sending a thrill down your spine. you melt into the kiss, fingers further tangling in his hair as his hands roam your back. the world outside fades away, leaving just the two of you in this stolen moment. you pull back slightly breathless, and gaze into his eyes, seeing the same fire reflected back at you.

"you're trouble, you know that?" you huff, tracing a finger along his jawline. ino chuckles, hands tracing shapes on your back. you looked so damn enticing, wearing a pink tube top that clung to your skin, your nipples subtly pressing against the fabric. your leggings accentuated every curve, highlighting the beautiful dips and contours of your body. ino loved seeing you barefaced, never understanding why you felt the need to wear makeup. to him, your natural beauty was captivating.

"and yet, you can't stay away," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. it's true; no matter how much you try to convince yourself otherwise, you're drawn to him like a moth to a flame. there's something about his quiet strength, his mysterious nature, that captivates you. you want to peel back the layers, to understand the man behind the reserved exterior.

"maybe i like a little trouble," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. ino's eyes darken with desire, and he leans in to capture your lips once more. this time, the kiss is deeper, more urgent, as if he's pouring all his emotions into it. you respond in kind, losing yourself in the sensation.

a sudden noise from the front door startles you both, and you pull away, hearts pounding. "dad's home," you whisper, panic setting in. ino's eyes widen, and he quickly steps back, adjusting his beanie.

"i'll go out the back," he says, his voice calm despite the situation. you nod, trying to steady your breathing. as he slips out the back door, you can't help but feel a pang of longing. taking a deep breath, you smooth out your clothes and attempt to compose yourself.

“hey honey,” your dad calls out as he enters the kitchen. “how was your day sweetheart?”

"good, thanks.” you reply, forcing a smile. "just doing some reading."

“that's good. totally forgot to tell you i have a work dinner to go to in a bit, so i’ll be gone for a few hours. will you be okay here alone?” he quips an eyebrow at you as you laugh. “dad, i’m eighteen not twelve. i will be perfectly fine.”

he nods, seemingly satisfied with your answer, and heads upstairs.you let out a sigh of relief, your heart still racing from the close call. your mind drifts back to ino, grabbing your phone from the counter you send him a message.

dad’s leaving 2nite, bring booze and weed ♡︎ i’ll text u when coast is clear!

ino takuma looked so damn pretty when he was high, brown eyes half-lidded as he nursed the blunt in his hand. he was sprawled out comfortably on your bed, his legs spread out in a casual yet confident manner. his grip on your waist was firm and reassuring as you sat on his lap, creating an intimate connection that made your heart race. the soft glow of the room highlighted the contours of his face, adding to the captivating aura he exuded in that moment.

“your face is so pretty, y’know?”

“so sit on it.”

it was almost comical how fast you began stripping after those words left his mouth, hungry lips on ino’s as he assisted in peeling off your clothing. his hands gripped your hips with a possessive intensity, pulling you closer until there was no space left between your bodies. the kiss was deep and demanding, his tongue exploring your mouth with a fervor that sent shivers down your spine. you could feel the heat radiating from his body, the raw desire evident in every movement. his teeth grazed your lower lip, eliciting a gasp from you that only seemed to fuel his passion further. it was a kiss that spoke volumes, filled with a lustful need.

“mmmngh,” you’re an incoherent mess as you grind your wet folds across his face, eyes low with pleasure. ino was a man of many talents, and one was eating pussy. the way he’s dragging his tongue over your sensitive cunt has your stomach churning, his hands holding a tight grip on your quivering thighs. ino knows you’re a runner, and rest assured he’s not letting you out of his grip.

“eating my pussy so good,” you breathlessly whine, lips caught between your teeth as you attempt to stifle your moans. the slick sound of your folds meeting his tongue is lewd, ino’s a messy man, a combination of spit and arousal coating his face as well as your inner thighs.

ino moans into you, the deep vibrations making your clit tingle. you fail miserably to swallow back a moan, ino’s cock twitching against his sweats at the beautiful sound. it’s like music to his ears and it spurs him on, teeth grazing your bud, sending waves of pleasure up your back. “inooooo,” you mewl out his name in complete ecstasy, every tug, every nip at the sensitive bud igniting your senses, toes curling in pleasure.

“w-wanna feel your f-fingers inside o-of me,” you hiccup out, mind foggy.

almost instantly, your legs are pulled to each side of your head, stretching you to the brink of your flexibility. ino's fingers move with a relentless rhythm, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body, each thrust deeper and more intense than the last. his other hand wraps firmly around your neck, the pressure adding an intoxicating blend of control and desire to the moment.

“such a greedy thing” ino groans watching as your lips latch around his digits each time he withdrawals, “stuffed to the brim with four fingers, yet you still want more.” you moan at his words, knowing he’s right. ino’s name fumbles from your swollen lips multiple times in a daze, he could get drunk off the way your mouth rolls the syllables.

“tell me how you feel baby,” ino coo’s, fingers curling into your cervix, lips attaching back to your clit. the combination of his tongue lazily gliding over your throbbing clit along with his fingers working in relentless rhythmic harmony has you shuddering in pleasure. “so fucking good!” you sob, hands entangling in his hair as he devours your pussy.

“you’re so wet,” ino mutters into you, fingers coated in cream, ass lifting off the bed with each thrust of his fingers. “this all for me?”

“yes,yes,yes. all for you daddy!”

mymanmymanmyman.🫧

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rottenpumpkin13 · 6 months ago

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we need more Tseng content

Out Of Context Things Tseng Has Seen Around The Shinra Building

• Reeve walking into a board meeting with a paintball gun, going "This is no longer a safe space."

• Sephiroth and Chadley playing darts with cutout of Professor Hojo's head as the target.

• Rufus, Cissnei, Zack and Lazard playing soccer with the decapitated head of the President Shinra statue.

• Cait Sith and Sephiroth wearing matching friendship bracelets.

• Zack Fair screaming, hanging onto Dark Star's leash, being dragged around the Skyview Hall after a failed attempt at walking them.

• Reno and Rude attempting to domesticate a raccoon that had collar with the name "Princess" on it.

• Lazard beating Heidegger with a rolled up magazine, also during a board meeting.

• Angeal, panicked, heading into the elevator holding a fully grown cannabis plant while going "shit shit shit shit shit shit shit"

• During an interdepartmental meeting in the auditorium, the turks and SOLDIERs sitting on opposite sides, trash talking each other. What shocked Tseng was Sephiroth flashing Reno the middle finger.

• Cloud Strife braiding Sephiroth's hair. Genesis approached and began teasing them for being childish. Cloud calmly finished the braid before beating Genesis with it (repeatedly).

• Lazard and Rufus carrying a coffin at either end. Fearing the worse, Tseng intercepted them and demanded that they open it. Inside he found Sephiroth (alive). When asked what he was doing, Sephiroth replied "serving as a practice dummy"

• Scarlett walking in Genesis' direction, followed by Genesis diving under a nearby table, followed by Sephiroth pointing at said table and telling her "He loves to play hide and seek."

• Sephiroth happily coming back from Reeve's office carrying a box of legos.

• Cissnei holding Zack's legs while Angeal holds Zack's arms. They're carrying him to medical while Zack squirms and and shouts: "RELEASE ME! I DON'T HAVE THE FLU! I JUST DRANK ORANGE SODA TOO FAST AND THREW UP! WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?"

• Reno standing at a corner selling brownies. Fearing the worst, he intercepted, but found out that they were just regular brownies and Reno had just recently gotten into baking as a hobby.

Zack was standing in line and was very unhappy.

Zack: Aw, man. They're just regular brownies? This is false advertising!

Reno: What about the advertising indicates that they're edibles?

Zack: The fact that you're selling them.

• Cloud dropping down from the vents, followed by Zack, followed by Angeal, followed by Genesis, followed by Sephiroth. They're all wearing glow stick necklaces. When asked what they were doing, Sephiroth replied "friendship"

• The turks and SOLDIERs were made to put on a theater performance to promote interdepartmental bonding. Tseng was made to supervise the practices. Tseng gave up after he walked into the first practice and saw:

1) Cloud suspended from the ceiling, reciting Loveless boredly while a group of people panic, trying to get him down.

2) Reno and Zack fighting (loudly) over who gets to play the role of Tree #4. This argument quickly turned physical.

3) Genesis sitting in a director chair, shouting at Sephiroth through a megaphone, instructing him to sweep the stage better. Sephiroth grew impatient and thwacked the chair legs with his broom, breaking it. Genesis fell (violently).

4) Rude wearing a wig.

#ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #sephiroth #final fantasy vii #ffvii crisis core #genesis rhapsodos #ff7 crisis core #angeal hewley #zack fair #cloud strife #lazard deusericus #reno ff7 #rude ff7 #cissnei #rufus shinra #reeve tuesti

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wonsdoll · 3 months ago

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A STONER’S GUIDE TO GET THE GIRL › LHS

TIP 0: don’t lose the girl of your dreams !

warnings: smoking mention

you and heeseung have been together for 2 years. heeseung was by far the best boyfriend you could ever have, your family loved him as well as your friends. but towards the ending of your relationship, you realized heeseung turned to cannabis and began to smoke weed regularly with his friends.

“it’s 12am where are you?” you answered heeseung’s call, his voice barely audible due to his high state.

“at.. uh.. the park with gyu and hoon.. just lost track of time..” he responds, his high clear to you. heeseung was more high that usual.

you sighed heavily, not knowing what to say. “heeseung.. please get home soon..we need to talk.” you demanded slightly.

you couldn’t handle this any longer, your boyfriend was getting high every other day. one day he was normal and his usual self, the next he was rather laid back and relaxed due to the intoxication of the weed hes smoked.

around 2am heeseung walks into the bedroom, his eyes blood shot red, his hair disleveled, and his movements were rather slow. he walks over to the bed, sitting on the edge. you sat up to meet heeseung’s level, looking into his red eyes, feeling a pang of frustration as well as feeling rather guilty.

“heeseung…” you felt your heart break, trying to meet your eyes with him once again. “we can’t keep doing this.”

heeseung, who was beyond the clouds, his eyes met with yours. “what…what are you talking about?” he responds, his mouth movements slow.

“i’m breaking up with you.” you got straight to the point, leaving space between you and heeseung.

heeseung’s brain couldn’t process the words that came out of your mouth, instead he looked at you, his expressions rather relaxed as well as his body. heeseung tries to pull you into bed with him, his eyes growing heavy.

“no heeseung, i’m leaving..” you removed his hands from around your waist, getting up from bed and grabbing your coat and shoes.

heeseung knocked out on the bed, still in his street clothes. your heart broke, as you finally realized what you have done. it was too late to turn back and make things right. “what did i just do..” you sob, trying to walk back to your car.

you call your best friend, hoping to receive some sort of support from her. “hello?” yunjin picks up the phone, hearing your sobs through the line. “y/n… what’s wrong.” her tone drops low.

“i did it.. i broke up with him.” you tried your best to breathe, your sobs only getting heavier. “breathe, it’s alright.. how about you come over and we can talk about it?” yunjin suggests, hoping you’ll come around and talk to her.

that’s exactly what you did, you went to yunjin’s place and told her everything. she proceeded to comfort you and help you heal.

heeseung wakes up the next morning, his head throbbing from an ongoing headache. he picks up his cell phone and tries to call you, “the number you have dialed is unavailable now”

heeseung was confused, trying to process why his calls were not going through. that’s when reality hits him, “oh.. we’re over..” heeseung’s tone drops low? his semi red eyes filling with tears. “what have i done..?” heeseung wipes his tears, sitting on the edge of the bed as he processes reality.

you were gone, and you weren’t coming back.

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( 💌 ) :: SAV NOTES beginning chapter we hollered !! just from my planning i can tell this is gonna be great. just another reminder, i do not condone smoking and the use of cannabis. this smau is based on an irl event between me and my ex, but also is pure fiction. my plot does not reflect heeseung in anyway nor will destroy his idol rep !

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iwanty0uu · 1 year ago

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : lowkey ft: Ony

You plopped on the couch next to your boy best-friend, Ony as you played with the strings of your Victoria Secret sweat pants. Your nostrils inhaled the cannabis that he exhaled, which was the closes that you felt to him, the closest that he was to being inside of you. The scent lingered through the living room of your apartment, traveling through the window, making a careful escape before sounding the smoke detectors. The smoke was cautious, the same way your feelings were when you were with him, they crept around you, lingering in the back of your mind, clouding your senses with the lightest mist, but it still managing to nag at you, never fully disappearing.

It seemed cliche, but you met Ony your sophomore year of high-school, when he was in his junior. Eventually , he adopted you since you were the youngest in all of his classes, and he thought your over achieving attitude was very cute (honors shit) ; and it led to you being besties, graduating early and getting accepted into your dream college while Ony started to trade school, studying business. He always seen you as a baby, supported your decisions, anndddd was there to defend you, always. But lately this “big brother” act has been feeling different. Less emotional more…sexual..

So, as you sat feeling a buzz just by inhaling the smoke, you turned to him abruptly, eyes meeting the side of his face, watching while he drew the smoke into his mouth, cheeks sinking into his face, emphasizing the sharp of his jawline. A second passed, air still warm, but he looked at you back, exhaling.

“Yo wassup-“

“Teach me how to smoke.” You interrupted, turning your body to face him criss-cross apple sauce style on the couch, black acrylic nail waving in his face before he could dismiss your thought.

“Ony I’m a big girl and I can make my own decisions. I want you to teach me.”

You said putting your all into your response, you put your grown woman voice on, the same voice you used giving your Valedictorian, and you still were met with that loud ass, sassy ass, tone that Ony always used when you asked stupid shit.

“MOTHA FUKA NO!” He said, smoke leaving his mouth after every word, coughing as the question caught him off guard, smoke going through the wrong tubes, you could have sworn you seen the smoke leave through his ears.

“Fine.” You said grabbing your phone and texting his closest homie Connie who was also a plug that loved you like a little sister. Wasting no time, you grabbed your phone and ran to the door, ignoring Ony’s questions and angry comments, he was such an old head sometimes. You made your way down the south hall, and towards the common room where Connie said he was,feet tapping on the hallway floor, your fuzzy bed slippers slid down the tiles. Connie had no time to react to the hands that pulled him away from his chair, snatching the pre- roll from his hand, and he watched the hand that was connected to a girl who demanded,

“YOU WILL TEACH ME HOW TO SMOKE. NOW.” His hazel eyes widened, cheeks fixing themselves into a grin revealing his grill, glistening even in the horrible hallway light. His dimples were always the opposite of how he presented himself, all black sweatsuit and favorite pair of Black Cat sneakers on. He personality was almost too dark for his soft feautures, but it fit him. Before he could even answer, he realized that the girl was you, and it made him laugh even harder. Ony came down the hallway, his big ass feet echoed through the common area and you knew he would be on your ass.

So, like any sensible person, you ran away from the sexy scary black man looking for you.

He then booked it around the corner, closing in on you, and he grabbed you by your waist, hoisted you over his shoulder, giving your ass a tap as he jogged up the stairs like it was nothing.Opening the door, ignoring your protests and shutting it behind him.

“PUT ME DOWN NIGGA YOU GOT ME LOOKING LIKE A PICK ME IN THE HALLWAYS.” you complained, fixing your curly hair as it fell into your eyes. He then threw you on the couch, pillows flying, INCLUDING YOURSELF, from the impact. You bounced and laughed when you noticed how angry he looked. But his furrowed brows, and sharp eyes made you realize that he was deadass…

Your life flashes before your eyes as you regained consciousness, you felt Ony’s hard thrusts into your tight pussy, expanding your walls and filling you all the way to the brim. You don’t exactly remember how you started having sex but you know that you initiated it for a fact. And he was even more upset when you tried to tap out after he ate you out.

So now, you found yourself face down into the pillows of the continuously bouncing couch, ass up, feeling his dick curve up into your spine.You twitched as you squeezed around his dick, biting your lip as your mouth watered, he grabbed your waist and thrusted harder, deeper.

“Onyyyy I’m sorryyyy I- can’tttt uhh”

You breathed out, reaching your chubby hands behind you in an attempt to slow down the mean thrusts that your “bestfriend” ruthlessly gave you.

“Nah, you said you a big girl right?”-

He paused, sweat beaming down his glistening skin, the cold light of your kitchen illuminating your living room, revealing the secret that both you and the boy shared in the dead of night. But honestly, the fuck he gave you sounded nothing secretive, with your lewd moans, and the claps make by his thick bucking hips and the fat of your ass being loud enough to wake up a fuckin hibernating bear.

“Then take this big fuckin— shitttttt— Then take this big fuckin dick”

He said harshly, so harsh, you wanted to cry from overstimulation and his sassy ass attitude. He slapped your plump ass as you gasped in pain. Although you loved the pleasure, he went too hard and you couldn’t manage his thick private area :/

You decided to grab his thick hand that held your waist like he was holding the world, the harshest most loving touch you’ve felt. You squeezed hard, and looked behind you, lashes wet and clumping together, making eye contact with him. You watched as he bit his bottom lip and slowed down as you watched his facial expression change in realization.

Here he was, bullying your pretty fragile, inexperienced pussy, and you felt him pull out. Apologetic hands flooding your back, a trail of kissed leading up to your neck as he lightly flipped you over on your back so that he rested in between your legs, still hovering over you.

“Baby I’m so sorry I forgot I swear I didn’t mean it” he said kissing the fat of your cheeks. (the ones on your face nasty.)

You didn’t often see Ony so sappy and apologetic but it was obvious that he meant it, and who would you be to not throw a pity party?

Your bottom lip curled inwards as your eyebrows indented, you allowed your eyes to water and sniffle while you watched him kiss your tears away.

“Ny that was mean…” you sniffles, rubbing your eyes like a cranky baby.

*insert crocodile tears*

“I’m so sorry my love.. let me make it up to you.”

He said moving your hands, kissing your lips while he gently handled you.

“You gotta- *sniff* buy me sushi *sniff* n teach me how to roll and take me shopping,”

You demanded,your soft hands rubbing his templed while he pecked your face lightly.

~ “Whatever you want princess”

THE END!

I HOPE IT MET YOUR EXPECTATIONS!!!! -𝓵𝓮𝓵𝓮 <3 @mya2real

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bellaramseysgf · 2 years ago

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Shotgun (P.P)

Warning(s); smoking,mentions of cannabis,descriptions of being high,kissing,age gap (Pedro’s in his 40’s readers in her 20’s),allusions to smut but no smut,jealous!pedro,making out.

Pairing(s); dbf!Pedro pascal x (Afab) Fem!Reader.

Summary; your dads friend catches you doing something you shouldn’t have.

A/n; pedro is so sexy🫶

You had arrived home from college for the summer a few nights back. In the few days you’d been here you’d unpacked,went grocery shopping,oh and spent the first days missing your family. Your dad took your mom and siblings on a work trip leaving you to spend your summer alone. Well it was meant to be alone.

However,you weren’t the only college student home for summer.

You had met up with a few of your friends one of them managing to steal some of their dads stash. They were rolling it up while you sat talking to one of the many guys that had came over.

“Have you ever smoked before” one asked and you nodded “that’s hot” he replied with and you let out a half hearted chuckle.

You sometimes hate the men your age, they’re so stupid. They think they’re so smooth but in reality they make you cringe up on the inside.

By now the shortening joint had been passed around the circle a few times making its way back to you. You sucked the smoke inside your lungs holding it until you breathed the smoke back out.

You could already feel the soft buzz interrupting your train of thought,your body slowly became warm. Your mind felt a little lighter as you could feel yourself relaxing into the feeling.

Suddenly you heard the door open you looked over wondering who it was, your parents wouldn’t be home for a few more weeks. You saw your dad’s friend stood in your doorway.

He wore a pair of jeans and a tight fitting shirt, the fabric held onto his arms and you could see the soft outline of his abs under the shirt.

“Oh no we’ve been caught!” You spoke a soft giggle following as pedro stood there with a disappointed look on his face. “What are you doing?” He asked and you shrugged “having some fun” you said.

Pedro noticed the dazed look in your eyes already knowing you weren’t in the right frame of mind. Your legs draped over another boys lap his hands rubbing your legs. The sight made Pedro’s hands fist up his body stance straightening just a bit making him come off as taller then he was.

“Alright, everyone out.” Pedro demanded most of the group standing up and making their way out. “What makes you the boss you ain’t her daddy.” One of the boys spoke up. “I’m in charge of her.” Pedro replied “so she’s mine,not yours. Now. Out.” He demanded again the last few stragglers leaving you with a half smoked joint.

You let out a soft sigh as pedro locked up, you taking another hit off the still smoking herb. “Guess it’s a good thing I checked up on you” Pedro said as he made his way next to you on the couch. “I wouldn’t say a good thing” you replied “but it’s never terrible to see you” you said eyeing the flexing of his stomach as he breathed.

“I see.” He commented “you gonna share?” He asked and you let out a breathy laugh before handing him the paper.

You watched him take a hit his body stiffening as he held his breath, his stomach tightening under the fabric of his shirt. His abs became taut and you wish you were the fabric covering him. He let a puff of smoke roll from his lips passing the joint back to you.

“Your friends have shitty weed” he informed you and you giggled taking another hit and blowing it out. “What do you expect from kids in their 20’s?” You asked and he shrugged “something better then this” he said as he stole the joint back from you.

You could watch him smoke all day. It fit him. It really fit him.

“Who was that little thing you were laid up on?” He asked and you shrugged “some guy named Javier” you replied taking your joint back to hit it.

A mutual silence fell as you passed the joint back and forth. What was supposed to be your last hit turned into pedro grabbing your jaw and jerking you to him shotgunning you. He blew the smoke into your mouth keeping his inches away from yours.

It took you by surprise. You stared up at him as he leaned back the smoke rolling out of your mouth. He let out a chuckle enjoying your reaction or his movements.

“What was that?” You asked “what was what?” Pedro replied “you just almost kissed me” Pedro shook his head “no,no I just was helping you smoke.” He replied simply. “Stop gaslighting me!” You said with a laugh punching his arm. He let out a chuckle looking over at you, you weren’t sure what snapped.

The two of you smashed your lips together. It was dizzying how good the kiss was. It was soft and passionate but still held so much need. It was as if the two of you had electrified each other you couldn’t stop the kissing.

You broke long enough to climb in his lap immediately devouring his lips once more. His hands rested on your hips, your hands tangled in his hair. You kissing was full of teeth clacking together and his tongue fighting yours for dominance. It was sloppy and messy you both a little buzzed, even more so from the kiss.

When Pedro finally stopped to breathe the look of you had his cock jumping in his pants. You lips were puffy and swollen from his constant biting and sucking, your eyes were glazed over and looked so pretty. He wanted you so bad. However, he knew enough to know he didn’t want you to feel used.

“Not yet” he spoke breathless, panting just like you “someday just not like this.” He explained and you nodded in agreement.

Someday couldn’t come fast enough.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x y/n #Pedro pascal is daddy #Pedro #pedro pascal smut #smut #star wars smut #the last of us

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BONUS [ LIKEALOOK ] — mansion parties

aeri uchinaga's mansion, gangnam-gu, seoul, korea.

WARNINGS ; intoxication, implied coercion, peer pressure, cheating, gaslighting, driving under the influence, drugs (cannabis usage), illegal substance use (5.1k)

yoo jimin loved parties.

she loved the faint smoke in the air, blurring the dim lights as swirls danced around above the twenty-something olds in the house. the rum, although cheap, gave her a sense of comfort that she knew all too well.

the dullness, the nausea. everything was perfectly disastrous. a concoction of all her dreams and hopes that amount to nothing but a strained knee, and years of aggravation to be overshadowed by her junior.

but most of all, she loved the smell of weed. it was almost as intoxicating as the leers girls would give her, undressing her with their eyes as she walked across the room.

she was wanted. she was loved.

jimin knew it was just for her body, for her face that she just happened to be gifted with. she knew that people would wage war just to look like her.

she was yoo jimin.

she hated it.

she hated the weight of her name, the last memory of her father dangling in front of her, mocking her like she does to herself in front of her mirror. she hated her face, the world too shallow to see the girl beneath, exhausted beyond belief. she hated her anger, volatile and quick to rise, none of which she had (nor wanted) control over.

she hated it. she hated herself. she hated everything. she hated the divorce, she hated the volleyball net that always seemed too high, she hated-

"minnie?"

she knew that voice.

it echoed in the back of her head when she didn't run fast enough, when she didn't play hard enough, when she looked at herself in the mirror and all she saw was a washed-out athlete.

it rang through her ears and into her veins when she saw jang wonyoung... when she saw l/n y/n.

jimin heart dropped, and despite her entire body screaming - begging, she turned, the heaviness in her chest crushing the remnants of her heart.

"yeji?"

y/n's anxiety was at an all-time high.

although part of her was ecstatic to finally stand her ground, a bigger part was terrified.

jimin was horrifying when she was angry, and y/n refused to see the sight of a blood-splattered, fist-shaped imprint on the wall again.

her eyes darted methodically, scanning the crowd of university alumni and students every few seconds before repeating.

once to the right, where choi yena was doing a keg stand near the kitchen (or trying to despite alexandra baek's very adamant demands for her to shut up and slow down), once to the middle where a sea of people crowded the entrance to the mansion foyer embellished with intricate swirls of gold and red, and once to the left where the room extended to a greater, much bigger hall that seemed to be the dining room.

there was no sign of jimin, and y/n didn't know if that scared her or reassured her.

"you okay?" minjeong grabbed her hand, squeezing it lightly.

despite the older girl's effort to reassure her, it only worsened the churning in her stomach. minjeong's icy hands were a reminder of her anxieties, and if it weren't for her iron grip, y/n would've pulled away.

"jimin's gonna kill me, unnie." y/n looked again. right, middle, left. "i shouldn't be here."

she's gonna kill me. she's really gonna kill me.

"you'll be fine." yuri grabbed her shoulder, smiling at the girl as if y/n's body wasn't screaming for her to leave the uchinaga residence. "just get drunk out of your mind and you'll forget all about her."

y/n shook her head, her palms tingling from the heightened fear.

being drunk meant lowering her guard, and that meant there was a higher chance of jimin seeing her.

y/n couldn't have a repeat of her last party at the uchinaga's.

"what if she finds me?" y/n felt like a colony of bees had overtaken her lungs.

minjeong looked at the two other girls, the worry etched on y/n's face setting waves of deja vu through them. she could feel the slight tremble of her hand, and the uncharacteristic waver of her voice.

she knew what this was. it was pure, unadulterated fear.

kim minjeong really hated yoo jimin.

"she won't." minju smiled, her eyes sincere despite the fear swirling through them. "we'll be here."

so will jimin. y/n couldn't help but think.

"yeah, unnie!" jiwon spoke up, her smile beaming past the others' dim ones. the younger girl was the only one out of all of them who hadn't truly experienced what jimin could do. "plus, i'm planning on staying sober."

y/n envied the girl, forgetting at that moment that she was dating the latter.

minju scoffed, her eyes rolling. "like i'm letting you drink."

jiwon glanced at her older sister, and that was enough for the girls' to know how the university freshman actually felt.

yuri crossed her arms, y/n scanning the right once more to hear the loud cheers chanting yena's name.

"you are such a buzz kill, kim minju."

minjeong followed the girl's eyes, grimacing at the older girl who seemed to be drowning in beer.

"the hell am i supposed to do?" minju's eyes scanned jiwon's face. "let her drink? she said she didn't want to."

jiwon looked at yuri, almost pleading with her to stop (or to continue. yuri wasn't that good at reading people).

"jiwon. baby kim." yuri squished the taller girl's cheeks. jiwon's face turned bright red, both from the proximity of yuri, and from the unsettling prescence of minju's anger. "do you want to drink?"

minju looked at her, an eyebrow-raising.

jiwon bit her tongue, not wanting to anger the older girl by commenting on how much she looked like their mom at that exact moment.

"um-"

minjeong's head turned back to the three, while y/n busied herself scanning the entire visible area for jimin.

she couldn't forget about jimin again. forgetting about jimin meant letting her guard down. y/n can't let down her guard, not when jimin is high, drunk, or both.

lily morrow knew what happened when y/n did.

"you can say yes, you can say no." yuri let go of jiwon's face, patting her shoulder lightly as smoke blew behind her. "but i'm only accepting it if it's your decision."

jiwon took a glimpse at her older sister, using the same guideline as she does with her mom.

one eyebrow arched was a warning, two eyebrows furrowed meant she was safe, and a frown meant she were in trouble for a light scolding. no expression meant jiwon was fucked.

minju currently had a frown.

"but minju-unnie-"

"fuck her." yuri inturpted, as if the vice president of the student council was no where near the two. "yes or no?"

jiwon stared at minju, trying to decipher her as y/n scanned the room again.

her sister's frown deepened at jiwon's hesitance, while yuri's appeared.

"...yes."

jiwon glanced.

minju had no expression.

"minjeong." yuri's voice dripped with pure happiness. "take her to the booze."

minjeong looked at y/n, then at yuri.

"why me?"

she didn't want to leave y/n when she was in this state, but god, did she love pissing minju off.

"you're the only one here that doesn't drink because of your ibs."

minjeong felt y/n stiffen, and for a moment she thought that the younger girl had seen the devil herself, but when she turned, y/n was staring at her... giggling.

"it's not ibs." minjeong felt her nose go red. "it's acid reflux, you idiot."

yuri shrugged, moving jiwon towards the older girl. "it still comes out of some hole."

y/n cleared her throat, and although minju was fuming, she couldn't help but let a chuckle escape.

"i'll kill you." minjeong let go of y/n, glaring at yuri as if her eyes were lasers. "minju, please stay with y/n so the yena groupie doesn't get her blackout drunk."

yuri punched the girl's shoulder.

"i think i should go with you." minju tried to reason, minjeong rubbing her arm as yuri stuck her tongue out at her. "jiwon's my sister-"

"i'll watch her." minjeong reassured. "i'm stupid, not irresponsible."

"but-"

"say bye-bye, baby kim."

jiwon grinned timidly, the dimple on her cheek not even showing. "sorry, unnie."

minjeong led the younger girl to the right, passing the keg stand that yena had absolutely failed at and making a beeline to the kitchen.

minjeong's eyes lightened as she ushered jiwon closer to what looked like spiked punch.

handing jiwon a cup, minjeong took a closer inspection at the pletohra of tiny, colorful bags with labels of THC printed on the bottom.

of course, the uchinaga family would have access to oversea's cannabis (not that minjeong minded).

thirty minutes later, the party was finally in full swing, the three-story mansion at full capacity, the bass of the built-in speakers shaking the it lightly.

zico played through the speakers while the smoke was starting to accumulate into a thick fog. the ceiling was covered in a light mist, flowing through the airducts and out to the many vents of the house. the smell of skunk was sure to stain the furniture for a couple of days, but aeri was sure that a couple (dozen) canisters of febreze would do the trick.

gaeul managed to squeeze the door open from the outside, smog immediately exiting as the other girl's entered.

"this is why you don't drink and drive, ahn yujin."

"i know." yujin blushed, closing the door with a sheepish smile. "we got it fixed though? plus the repairs are less than six hundred thousand won, so we'll be fine."

gaeul looked at her for a moment, rei shaking her head in the back as wonyoung scanned the area from right to the left.

"are you insane?"

"the road was blurry, okay?" yujin frowned, making her way in front of the shorter girl to push past the sea of people. "how was i supposed to know it was a curb?"

gaeul heard her name, and she waved to one of the girls that she had already forgotten the name of. she looked familiar, most likely from after a game, or practice, or class. gaeul couldn't remember.

yujin looked at gaeul.

"maybe with your eyes, unnie." rei rolled her eyes. she looked at wonyoung. "i hope y/n and them are still here."

wonyoung shook her head. "they might've left already."

gaeul scanned the room once more. ryujin told her she was gonna be here, and the setter wasn't in the mood to see her right now. her focus was on wonyoung, and getting the girl moderately tispy.

yujin bit her lip, looking at the tall girl with a frown. "sorry, wonnie."

"it's okay, unnie." wonyoung sighed, rei's eyes staring at the back of her head. "i don't think she even likes me, as delusional as i am."

delusional. gaeul knows that word too well.

gaeul turned to look at yujin, expecting her bright, puppy-like smile, but familiarity was something that was ingrained in her psyche, and there was nothing more familiar than the girl who ruined her life.

"she's delusional." yujin grinned, looking at the older girl. "right, gaeul-unnie?"

hwang yeji. all she saw was hwang yeji.

yujin stopped, "gaeul-unnie?"

she shouldn't have come today.

"hey, wonnie?" gaeul eyes were dull, just like the first day she met the younger girl. "wanna get shit-faced?"

jimin wanted to go home.

she wanted to feel the comfort of her ikea duvet, and watch the shitty drama that she'd fall asleep to on days when practice was hard. jimin wanted her laptop, where she'd rewatch her gameplay again and again, dissecting every little mistake until it eventually tore into her self worth. she wanted the glare of her phone, her heart fluttering as she texted y/n.

she wanted everything but this, everything but the reminder of yeji.

"jesus, jimin." aeri hobbled the taller girl into the living room, greeting the people she passed. "it's only one and you're already slurring your words."

"she asked me how i am." jimin laughed maniacally. "who does she think she is?"

aeri frowned, her hand patting the small of jimin's back.

"can you sit down?" aeri sighed, leaning over as jimin toppled onto her beige couch. "i swear to god, if you throw up on my carpet i will kill you."

jimin smiled.

"is that a promise?"

"stop it." aeri brushed her hair out of her face, the volleyball player's eyes trained on the dome-shaped ceiling. jimin wondered if she could play volleyball at this state. "i'm gonna get you water. you better stay put or i'll shove a vodka glass up your nostril."

jimin hummed, not hearing a response after.

she wondered if aeri had left, or if she was just staring at the girl in disappointment. it didn't matter. either way, jimin knew she was the latter.

sighing, she turned her head to the foyer, the door opening slightly as a figure managed to squeeze through.

huh.

jimin stood up.

the girl was her height. her face seemed tailored, almost too perfect to be natural but jimin knew it was. and her eyes. she knew them anywhere. the tired, unsatisfied swirl of dissatisfaction was a trait that she too, held.

it was like staring at a mirror.

"hey."

"um," the girl looked innocent, and jimin couldn't help but smile. "hello?"

"you're nakamura kazuha, right?"

kazuha blinked at her. "yeah?"

"yoo jimin." jimin pointed at herself, trying hard not to slur her words more than she should. "i'm yunjin's close friend."

close friend was a stretch that jimin was willing to take if that meant she was going to get laid.

"oh?" kazuha didn't look convinced. "yunjin's never mentioned you."

"i swear, that bitch." jimin laughed as if her and the middle blocker were anywhere near speaking terms. "are you looking for her?"

"yeah." kazuha sighed, tiredly. "is she here yet?"

jimin bit her tongue. she guessed that yunjin's phone had died a while ago, seeing as the girl had been here to help yena and her stupid pack of helpers set up for today.

whatever. her loss.

"not yet." jimin shook her head, the younger girl somehow believing her. "i could wait for her with you if you want. there's some jello shots and fireballs in the sunroom."

the ballerina looked at her, scanning her face and stopping at her mouth. a hunger, jimin deduced, was what she was seeing in huh yunjin's girlfriend.

jimin couldn't help but mentally thank aeri for letting her use her lip gloss.

"i don't think i should."

jimin's dark, hazy eyes captured kazuha's.

"it wouldn't hurt." kazuha hesitated. it took everything in jimin just to push once more, to not leave the girl alone. "c'mon, you're gonna let yunjin have all the fun?"

kazuha looked around. it was wrong to entertain a drunk girl, especially when she was in a relationship. "uh, i don't-"

"kazuha-ssi." jimin smiled, her teeth never showing and neither her intentions. "i'm not taking no for an answer."

jimin watched the girl, and the party roared as kazuha came to her decision.

"just one shot."

"good." perfect, even. "now, stay close. i don't want you getting lost."

kazuha looked at the side of jimin's face, and all she saw was a ballerina's dream. perfection.

"thank you, jimin-ssi." kazuha blushed.

jimin couldn't wait to see how this played out.

"thank you."

yuri had lost minju in the crowd earlier.

usually, the girl would've been aggravated, trying to find her vice president who seemed to like to wander the halls when she was drunk out of her mind, blabbering about her lover or something.

luckily, said lover had taken the girl away, and part of yuri finally understood why minju was so hung up on kim chaewon. the singer was always there, and so was minju. despite chaewon never saying the l word, her constant presence in minju's life was telling enough.

if only her and yena were like that.

yuri stumbled around, going through the pool entrance as a tipsy (drunk) y/n steadied her.

"alexandra!"

alex's face dropped as she talked to yena. "oh my god."

the international student turned to the very drunken girl, yena following her as if she hadn't just puked in the bushes of the uchinaga residence.

"holy fuck."

yena looked at her younger friend, wondering why she had kept this random girl away from her grasp.

she stood up, wiping the spit from her mouth as yuri approached. she needed to look at least put together if she wanted to pull, and not some alcoholic that got held back a year. behind her, yena recognized y/n, her cat-like eyes impossible to mistake for someone else.

yuri threw herself onto alex, as yena scanned y/n.

"aren't you wonnie's ex slash jimin's new plaything?"

plaything?

"unnie."

"what?" yena shrugged. the entire team knew about y/n one way or another, considering that jimin tended to dangle the girl in front of wonyoung like a dog treat. "is she not?"

y/n tightened her jaw. "i'm jimin's girlfriend."

"yeah, okay." jimin did always like them delusional. "that's what they all say."

yuri looked at y/n, part of her sobering up and ready to fight the love of her life if it came to (perhaps it would be a great story for their future kids).

"all?"

"unnie," alex nudged her. "stop it."

"what?" yena whined, tired of getting scolded by the younger girl. "she's not even jimin's type."

alex was at her limit.

"i will sew your mouth shut."

"no." y/n ushered, her brain not fully registering what was happening. jimin couldn't have been cheating on her. sure, she was an asshole, but jimin loved her, right? "let her continue."

alex closed her eyes, praying that yena would keep her mouth shut just for a moment.

"it's not my fault that jimin likes to fuck pretty things." yena muttered, her words loud enough to echo in y/n's brain.

"dude."

"it's not like she's actually jimin's girlfriend."

"are you dumb?" alex closed her eyes, yuri glancing at the younger girl beside her. "she is. and you just told her that her girlfriend is cheating on her."

jimin wouldn't cheat. she loved y/n. she was the one who stayed, the one who was there when wonyoung had left her many months ago. she was the one who held her close and whispered that everything was going to be okay as long as she had her.

jimin couldn't have.

"jimin's cheating on me?"

"um..." alex scratched her cheek lightly, unsure of what to do as yena undressed yuri with her eyes. "jimin likes people... things that look like her. so she can ruin them, i guess."

yena turned to her, frowning.

"should you be airing this out?"

"fuck yoo jimin." alex rolled her eyes, her brown irises glaring at the blue water in front of her. "she ruined my life."

"yeji ruined your life."

"she is yeji."

yeji. y/n had heard that name before, but never from jimin.

she had mentioned it in passing once, and jimin made her swear to never utter the word again. y/n held the older girl for the rest of the night, her thoughts lingering about who yeji was.

jimin told her not to worry about it, because it didn't matter. because jimin loved her.

"jimin wouldn't cheat on me."

"maybe she did, maybe she didn't," alex continued, watching as an exchange student from japan jumped into the pool head first. "but parties are her playground, and she doesn't stop at just one."

yena nodded, "she's like archie in riverdale."

alex turned to the older girl. "are you high?"

"yes."

"wh-" she should've stayed home and studied. "i'm going to strangle you."

y/n felt sick.

y/n turned around, leaving in a hurry to find the girl she was desperately avoiding since earlier. everything was wrong, and she needed wonyoung jimin. she needed her girlfriend.

"y/n!" yuri shouted, too tired to chase after her. she watched as the younger girl's figure disappeared into the crowd. "minju's gonna kill me."

"so," yena started, not caring that yuri's friend just had a massive breakdown in front of her. "wanna go somewhere private?"

yuri looked back at where y/n left, the sea of people erasing the girl's path without a trace.

minju was going to kill her, but she was going to kill herself for letting an opportunity like this pass.

"where the hell is aeri?"

there was something therapeutic about being high and drunk at the same time.

it had the same feeling of a midjump, where jimin's eyes were above the net, looking down at everyone who looked down on her.

she loved it.

"kazuha-ssi." jimin asked, downing another shot. "how long have you and yunjin been together?"

"huh?" kazuha was clearly drunk, her hand placed comfortably around jimin's waist. "a couple months."

jimin hummed, leaning in slightly so the younger girl could hear her better.

"do you love her?" jimin's hot breath grazed the hairs on kazuha's neck.

"i dunno." she didn't. "maybe."

"i see." jimin pulled back, assessing the disappointment that lingered in kazuha's eyes. the opposite hitter moved her hair out of her face. "you're really pretty, by the way."

"so are you."

jimin didn't need to be reminded.

"want some eddies?" she asked, her hand feeling lighter than usual.

"weed?" kazuha's dark eyes met jimin's. "i thought you weren't supposed to take them when you're drunk."

"it's fun when you're not supposed to do things but still do them." jimin said, her hand dangerously high to the ballerina's thigh. "right, kazuha-ssi?"

kazuha looked at her for a moment.

"where are they?"

and everything fell into place.

"let's go upstairs."

minjeong was a thousand percent high out of her mind.

she wasn't sure how much she had taken, but the way her head felt like it was going to explode was enough to say that it was too much. the colors around her seemed brighter, and she didn't know how long she had been lounging in the kitchen, but all she knew was people kept disappearing and appearing in front of her.

she didn't mind though, because jiwon was a talkative drunk, and everything that she was saying made minjeong want to pee her pants.

the girl looked at the five empty packets, wondering why they were all different colors and flavors.

"rei!" jiwon shook her, and it felt like she was getting time warped. "unnie, look it's rei!"

"yeah," minjeong couldn't stop smiling, despite seeing wonyoung. "i can see that."

"i was looking for you." rei frowned, earning a gag from yujin beside her. "it's been an hour."

"huh?" jiwon basically yelled, making minjeong giggle at her theatrics. "that's why my phone was dinging."

rei smiled. "are you drunk?"

"i think so?" jiwon grabbed minjeong by the arms, and the older girl felt them stop working. "minjeong-unnie, am i drunk?"

"yes." minjeong tried to nod, but it looked more like a bobble. "you are."

"where's y/n-unnie?" rei asked once more, wonyoung perking up despite minjeong's distaste.

"um, i dunno." jiwon shrugged. "she was with yuri-unnie and minju-unnie earlier i think."

minjeong leaned up, the weight of her head heavy on her neck.

her eyes made their way to the stairs, where she could see a faint smile on a familiar face, her hand wrapped around the waist of a stranger.

yoo jimin.

"oh." rei hummed. "so they're not here?"

"no."

"wonyoung!" minjeong could hear the taller girl getting called by yuna. still, she didn't take her eyes off jimin. "drink this, and let's go."

"i don't think-" wonyoung tried to protest, but yuna had already shoved the shot glass down her throat.

"drink."

wonyoung was dragged away, presumably to the front where a huge game of cham-cham-cham was happening.

"can you watch her?" minjeong looked at rei, yujin too distracted watching gaeul make out with girl #4 of the night to respond. "i need to see something."

"minju-unnie said to not leave me." jiwon frowned, her eyes wide like a cartoon character.

"then don't tell minju."

"okay."

wonyoung entered the bathroom, both pleased and surprised that there were neither people hooking up, nor a passed-out girl in the bathtub.

she just needed to stay here until yuna had gotten tired and found another person to harrass (most likely haewon, wherever that girl was).

she closed the toilet lid, sitting on it as she grabbed her phone. wonyoung had only been here for an hour and her feet were already killing her.

the door opened.

wonyoung yelped, the stranger covering her eyes. "sorry, i didn't know that-"

"y/n?"

y/n moved her hand out of her face.

"wonyoung?" y/n world slowed for a moment, and it was almost as if her guard broken down. she shook her head. "i can't deal with this right now. i have to find jimin."

"what?" that didn't sound right to wonyoung's ears. she stood up, pulling y/n into the washroom. "are you okay?"

"i-" y/n's face was flushed red, the hairs on the back of her neck clung to her like a koala on a tree. "where's jimin?"

"i don't know." wonyoung said slowly, ushering the girl to sit down on the closed toilet lid. "do you need water?"

"i need to find jimin."

"slow down." wonyoung guided the girl, her delusions pushed aside for a moment. "sit down. please."

"i can't." y/n shook her head, almost vomiting at how quick she did. "jimin-"

"can wait." wonyoung stated, grabbing her purse as she rummaged through it. "water? lipgloss? tissue?"

there was a moment of silence, and wonyoung was afraid she had hallucinated y/n to begin with.

"do you hold everything in your bag?"

"maybe." wonyoung smiled at the earnest chuckle y/n gave her. "so what would you like?"

"water."

wonyoung nodded, handing the girl a bottle of spring water that the volleyball player always had at least one of. y/n couldn't help but smile as the taller girl opened it for her.

wonyoung was the same, and she loved it.

she handed y/n the bottle, the older girl taking a sip before closing it. she could feel the heat from her cheeks emitting against the cold air of the newly renovated bathroom

"did you ever cheat on me?"

"what?" wonyoung's eyes buldged out almost comedically. "no, oh my god. i love you. why would i? did you think i did?"

wonyoung paused for a moment.

did she just...

"no." y/n shook her head, smiling at her in the way wonyoung remembered. "i don't think you did."

wonyoung hummed, pushing the shower curtain aside as she sat on the edge of the golden tub. "do you think jimin-sunbaenim did?"

y/n shrugged. "i don't know."

she didn't want to know, because she knew that deep down, she had hoped jimin did cheat on her.

sensing the uneasiness of the older girl, wonyoung scooted closer to her, the chattering of the other university kids muffled by the bathroom door.

it was almost surreal, if not for the scrubbing bubbles that aeri (or her many butlers and maids) had left on the counter.

"do you like the party?" wonyoung asked.

"huh?" y/n looked over to wonyoung, her eyes glossed over with thought, as if a sheen had covered its entirety. "i guess. it's loud, i'm drunk. you know."

"i do." wonyoung chuckled, her eyes falling down to y/n's hand. there was a slight fidgeting, but it was fading. wonyoung continued to talk. "have you tried yena-unnie's cotton candy shot yet?"

"no."

"it's good." wonyoung had been forced to drink it earlier that week, along with soy soju, apple cider rum and fish sauce vodka. "it tastes like that chocolate we had during first-year orientation."

"i remember!" y/n's eyes brightened in a way they hadn't before. "the one in front of the spanish club sign-up sheet."

wonyoung looked at y/n.

embarrassed, y/n began to fidget once more. "did i remember it wrong?"

"no." wonyoung shook her head. "i'm just wondering how you remembered it so clearly."

safe. y/n felt safe and warm.

the swarm of bees in her chest had morphed into butterflies, and everything felt like a 90s movie, just how she liked it.

just how wonyoung liked it.

"i miss you."

wonyoung stared at y/n.

"what?"

"y/n!" minjeong burst through the door, her eyes red and her stance wobbly. "wonyoung?"

wonyoung looked at the older girl, before minjeong grabbed y/n in a rush.

wonyoung followed them closely, not trusting the inebriated kim minjeong.

"minjeong-unnie?" y/n could feel her wrist starting to hurt. "where are we going?"

"somewhere." minjeong shoved past the swarm, earning curses and complains in her wake. behind her, wonyoung apologized as she continued to tail them.

minjeong turned around. "can you leave us alone?"

"no."

"fucking bitch." minjeong's grip tightened, making y/n wince slightly. "this isn't your business."

"you're high out of your mind right now." wonyoung countered, minjeong's eyes dilated beyond belief. "i don't trust you."

"very fucking original, wonyoung." minjeong laughed, her anger getting amplified by the substance inside her. "you want a medal? or are you gonna trade y/n for that too?"

"unnie."

minjeong turned around, yanking y/n upstairs faster than she could keep up. "let's go."

the older girl turned the first right at the top of the staircase, the lack of people making y/n feel unsettled. she shouldn't be here, this wasn't her house.

before she could protest, minjeong let go of her arm and gestured to the door.

"open this door." y/n could hear faint moaning inside. "open it."

"i don't know-"

"open the fucking door!" minjeong shouted, making y/n flinch into wonyoung.

wonyoung shoved minjeong slightly, but not hard enough to provoke the girl.

"watch what you're saying."

"oh suck me a dick, jang wonyoung." minjeong rolled her eyes.

minjeong hated how wonyoung was trying to play the hero in the story, as if she wasn't the cause of the entire ordeal.

not wanting to anger minjeong any further, y/n creaked the door open, the occupants too lost in their own world to notice a pair of eyes watching them.

y/n had felt this before, the day that wonyoung had left her.

"jimin?"

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Don't Make a Sound

Karaoke Nights Pt 2

Yunjin X Fem! Reader

Yunjin takes you to her dorm after finding herself having a lot more fun than she should've with you, and you know the night ahead will be one to remember

Read Karaoke Nights Pt 1 here

Warnings- Swearing, use of cannabis, sexual themes, choking, literally just pure smut

Word Count- 3.8k

There was a comfortable silence surrounding the Lesserafim dorms, all members sleeping peacefully in their separate rooms, lights dimmed low and the air conditioning being the only noise heard in all.

Chaewon had texted Yunjin asking of her whereabouts, and after getting a sincere responds, and her safety guaranteed, Chaewon allowed herself to get the sleep she needed, dismissing the fact that she could slightly hear the sound of faint laughter coming from the front door, thinking it was just Yunjin being obnoxious again.

You stumbled against the front door, Yunjin's hand wrapped over your mouth in attempt to contain your laughter as she fumbled with her keys. Just as she finally unlocked the door, before she could open it the idol looked down at you.

"You better be quiet when we walk in, got it?" She demanded in a stern yet almost unserious tone, and you found it a bit arousing.

"Yes master", you said sarcastically, earning an almost deafening laugh from Yunjin before she threw her hand to her mouth and disguised herself.

"You really are something", the girl mutters before slowly creaking the door ajar.

The two of you begin to tip-toe in, your hand in Yunjin's while she leads the way to her private room. You hear a floorboard creak bellow you, and the two of you stop like a deer in headlights, scared that it might have woken somebody up, but after a few seconds of stillness, you continue.

Finally Yunjin slowly pushes her own door open, holding it for you as you lead the way in.

Yunjin's dorm was different from what you expected. It might have been a stupid assumption, but you thought that maybe all idols would have a cute little room with adorable little princess posters, stuffed animals decorating their bed with fairy lights wrapped around the headboard. You were wrong, however, because Yunjin's room was nothing like you would think it would be.

She firstly had various records against her gray walls, different sizes in different areas, and additionally, she had a few posters of some music artists you could recognize. Nonetheless, a few things catching your attentions was the immense amount of clothes and items pilled onto her floor, almost too crowded for you to even walk, and you noticed an ashtray beside her bed in the shape of what seemed to be Michael Scott, which you thought was funny. The idol had a tapestry that was most likely an unserious thing, as it had Bertram from Jeese with a pride flag on his left cheek on it, and that was probably your favorite accessory here.

"I like the tapestry", you commented, and Yunjin came from behind you, her left hand rested atop of your butt with her head leaning on your shoulder. She was still a little high, so Yunjin had no problem being so touchy with you, and anyway, you seemed to enjoy it just as much as she did.

"Thanks", she smirked, her head tilted as you felt her teeth up against your neck.

You were on the verge of responding to her gratitude, however your breath instantly hitched when Yunjins lips began to move against the skin on your neck. Her lips were the softest pair you have ever had graze your body, the texture not far from what you would imagine a cloud to be.

"I'm obsessed with your body", Yunjin expresses, her hands complementing her remark as she slides them across your waist. You lean your head back on her shoulder, giving the idol free access to the entirety of your neck, and Yunjin doesn't hesitate to take advantage of what she is given, her tongue sliding across the bottom of your neck before her lips connect to your skin, already forming a hickey.

"Have you ever been fucked by a woman before", Yunjin questions, her hands still wandering free.

You shake your head, because although you have had a few sexual encounters with woman, you wouldn't exactly label them as getting fucked, more just a quick thing where a girl would go down on you in the bathroom of some party, or something like that.

"Good."

Yunjin lets go of your body and pushes you towards the bed, and you stumble to lay on your back, quickly smiling when you see the idol crawl over to you. Once level with your face, the American attaches her lips onto yours, moaning at how much she missed this feeling already.

Yunjin wastes no time in sliding her tongue into your mouth, her left hand beginning to make its way towards your neck, slowly wrapping around it, as if she was testing the waters, seeing how you would react. When she squeezes tighter, eliciting a moan from you, she knows she can be rough.

"Are you still high?" Yunjin asks you, her lips now painting a portrait on your jawline.

"A little, but I know what I'm doing", you respond.

"Good, because I'm starting to sober up, and I just want to make sure this is what you want."

Your hand rubs the back of her neck, your other squeezing her waist to ground yourself.

"I want this more than anything Yunjin", you lean slightly down, striving to reach the idol's lips, and Yunjin comes to notice this, tilting her head and connecting her lips to yours earnestly, tongue already equipped to explore your mouth.

"I want to eat your pussy so bad", Yunjin claims between kisses breathlessly, "your lips already taste like heaven", she moves her hand down to your clothed folds, rubbing against them subtly, "I wonder how you taste here."

You can't help but open your mouth, a hushed moan easily slipping off your tongue before you can hold it back, and it tickles the back of Yunjin's neck.

"Yunjin", your hands, while they previously were rubbing the back of her neck, are now clawing, in desperate need for her to do something to your body, anything.

"What baby, tell me."

You don't know if your senses are still fuzzy from the weed that you only imagined her calling you that, but it still wakes the butterflies inside your stomach once again.

"Please", you frantically beg, voice at a whisper, careful to not wake her members.

Yunjin doesn't like how you aren't expressing yourself, so she takes her hand away from your pants and places it against your cheek, forcing you to look at her.

Her thumb rubs along your bottom lip, and you open your mouth like you had done in the booth before, but the idol only laughs at you and pushes your face to look into an opposite direction, leaning to whisper in your ear.

"You're so quick to open that perfect mouth of yours for me aren't you", she plants a kiss on the shell of your ear, and your hand comes up to your mouth to block the sounds practically begging to come out.

"You want me so bad, don't you?"

You nod, hand still covering your mouth, and Yunjin despises that, so she grabs your jaw and forces you to look at her again, gripping a little harsher than intended.

"I'm not going to fuck your stupid little cunt until you answer me", Yunjin remarks sternly, eyebrows furrowed as if she was seriously mad, and in your perspective, you would think she was indeed upset.

"Yes Yunj-"

"Call me Jen", Yunjin cuts you off, her hold on your jaw loosening slightly. Being called Jen, a nickname she is referred to by only her closest of friends, was something she always wanted to be called by her romantic partner, and she doesn't know why she requested for you to do so, but it could be a thought for another time.

"O-ok... Jen", your eyes are trained on her, and while you are moderately intimidated, and a bit turned on by her glare, you decide to let the situation take over your body, so you leave all your nerves behind and give the woman on top of you what she wants.

"I want you to crawl to the bottom of the bed, get down in front of my pussy, and eat me out", you demand assertively, your gaze holding hers, as if the two of you were in a game, the loser being the one who broke off the stare in an act of intimidation.

"There you go", Yunjin uses her thumb on your bottom lip to open your mouth again, but you refuse to act further, afraid she might pull away, however your eyes broaden as you see her subsequently spit into your mouth, tasting her very own saliva on the base of your tongue, and she closes your mouth once again with a push under your chin.

"I guess you do know how to use that fucking mouth", she lightly taps your cheek before making her way to the middle of your thighs, hovering over your zipper of your pants.

She grasps onto the button, undoing the clasp before sliding down the zipper underneath. She slowly grabs onto the top of your pants, steadily bringing them down, taking her sweet time as a way to tease you, possibly for taking so long to answer her, or for her own foreplay pleasure, and once your pants reach your knees, you take it upon yourself to kick them off.

Once your pants are ridden to the opposite side on the room, Yunjin leans down to face the center of your underwear, hurriedly sliding those off, antithetical to how she was with your pants, and once the idol catches sight of what's in front of her, Yunjin practically drools.

"So fucking beautiful", Yunjin professes, her middle finger tracing across your folds, collecting a trail of your wetness before she places the same finger into her mouth, moaning at the taste, and you twitch from the sudden contact.

After getting a taste of you on her finger, Yunjin immediately knew she needed more, so without wasting a second, Yunjin pulled your legs under her shoulder and dove her head straight into your aching cunt. She closed her eyes, imagining the taste as something creating by the Gods from above, as if she was tasting the sweet nectar of an angel, and quite frankly, she was.

"God", Yunjin mumbled before attaching her lips to your clit, flicking her tongue across speedily in a way that made you audibly moan, forgetting about the circumstances, and you instantly brought a hand up to cover your mouth, your opposite one tangled in Yunjin's hair.

The way Yunjin's tongue jerked skillfully across your swollen clit, her fingers digging into your waste as her lips sucked harshly over were her tongue would brush, sent you into heaven. Your grip on her hair tightened and your head flew back, now faced with her white ceiling, still not sober enough to be able to tell the distance in which it had with your head, but the way Yunjin was eating your pussy so well, you might as well be seeing stars rather than a plane white wall.

"Fuck Jen, it feels so good", you moan silently as you grip the sheets below you with your right hand.

You begin to grind into Yunjin's face, hips rolling up in a middling pace, and with how good you taste, and how much of your cunt is smothered over Yunjin's mouth, the idol suddenly gets the urge to have more. To have more of you. To have more of your pussy. She can't just have her head in between your legs, she needs to have you on her.

When Yunjin pulls away, you moan at the discomfort of no longer having the warmth of her mouth, and you are about to complain but by the speed in which Yunjin was changing her position, you got the idea that she was planning something.

Yunjin's back collides with the mattress, now laying across from you.

"Come here", Yunjin asserts, and you lift yourself up with your elbow, an impatient Yunjin waiting for you to get on with it, and when you begin to wrap your leg to straddle the idol, she lets her restlessness get the best of her and pulls you harshly onto her, grabbing your waste to steady you.

You lean down and collide your lips with hers, mouth open as her tongue instantly enters, her hand finding itself comfortable on your neck.

"Sit on my face", Yunjin breathlessly whispers in your ear, laying a kiss on your cheek before you obey her words, getting off your knees and shuffling over to her face, now hovering her.

Yunjin looks up to face you, feeling a pool of wetness in her own cunt arise when she sees how you look above her, your pussy practically already dripping onto her lips.

The idol wraps her arms around your thighs and pulls you down eagerly, her tongue darting out and inserting itself into your hole, her lips anxiously sucking.

"God Jen, fuck!" You place one hand on her head while the other steadies your body by holding onto the adjacent head board. You go back to grinding on her mouth, this time you speedily moved your hips in order to chase your inevitable high.

"Yes god baby", your eyes are still trained on the ceiling, and you feel yourself getting closer and closer, "I'm gonna cum Jen."

Hearing this, Yunjin works her tongue faster, her right hand slipping down to her own pussy as she rubs her clit to the sounds of your impatient moans, feeling that she is going to cum with you as well.

You dig your teeth into your hand, a muffled moan screeching off your tongue as you finally reach your high. You move your hips rapidly, riding out your orgasm, unknowingly assisting Yunjin in her attempt to finish, her fingers rubbing hastily across her clit, her own moan enveloped by your cunt.

"Fuck Jen that felt so good", you comment, not before Yunjin laps up every last drop of liquid that escaped you.

You now lay beside her, chest rising and falling while you tried to catch your breath. Your high felt so good, it might have sobered you up to the point where you could easily speak for yourself and act upon whatever you wished.

"Stay here", Yunjin mutters, planting a kiss on your lips and getting up from the bed.

"I don't think I have anywhere to go", you laugh to yourself, however you don't hear anything from Yunjin, that is until your ears perk at the sound of a draw opening, and seconds later the bed dips with Yunjins body.

"Sit up", the idol says, and that's when you notice what was attached to her hips; a excessively sizeable strap.

Yunjin adjusts herself so she is now behind you, her hands enfolding your waist, and you feel her bare chest up against the skin of your back. You didn't even notice she took her shirt off, so you sneakily turn your head in the slightest to catch a glimpse of her breasts, and when your little mission is complete, you turn back around in satisfaction.

"What was that?" Yunjin huffs a giggle out, lightening the mood, however her hands failing to support her tone when they slide down to your distended pussy, rubbing through your slit as if she was preparing you for what's to come.

"I didn't realize you took off your shirt", you look back to the girl, and she smiles when she sees your face, kissing your lips swiftly, "I just wanted to see what they looked like."

Yunjin allows her head to fall on your shoulder, laughing at how cute you were.

"I want to see yours as well", Yunjin follows, and then unclasps your bra and rids it to the side, now able to admire your full body. She sighs at how perfect your breasts looked, her hands coming up to squeeze and trace along the curves.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met", Yunjin complements her words with small kisses scattered across your neck and shoulder.

"Kiss me."

The idol wastes no time in fulfilling your demand, her lips attaching themselves to yours like second nature, sliding together like puzzle pieces.

In the midst of your make out session, Yunjin removes her hand from your waste, bringing it to her strap and aligning it with your entrance.

"Are you ready?" Yunjin whispers, her forehead against yours.

"Please."

Yunjin's hand slides over your mouth, covering it as she enters your pussy, the wetness assisting how easy it was for her to slide in. It takes you a while to adjust, needing a few seconds after she fully bottoms out, and you bite onto her hand, your opposite arm engulfing the back of her head.

"God so good", you moan.

After knowing you were in a comfortable place, Yunjin moves her hips slowly, pumping into your entrance with ease. It's only a minute later that Yunjins begins to move at a faster paste, her hand still over your mouth, knowing you would scream aloud without the help of her.

"Fuck Y/n", Yunjin bites your shoulder, her free hand moving to rub against your piercing clit, "you're pussy feels so good."

How Yunjin whispers into the back of your ear makes the little hairs scattered across your body rise, goosebumps forming on your skin effortlessly, and with how fast Yunjin was going now, you found it hard to conceal your moans, and even with her hand covering your mouth, your noises began to get more and more audible.

"You better be fucking quiet", Yunjin mutters, "wouldn't want any of the members coming in here and seeing such a slut bounce on my cock."

Her dirty talk does no help in keeping you quiet, and Yunjin knows this, but does nothing to help, teasing you to your breaking point.

"You like this huh?" Yunjin spits down onto your breast, spreading her saliva across and squeezing your hardened nipple.

"You like being treated like a fucking whore", the rubbing of Yunjins fingers on your clit intensifies, "you better keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut before someone catches you."

Your head flies backwards onto her neck and you scream her name into the girls hand, clawing at her neck behind you as you bounce mercilessly on her dick.

"Now baby...", Yunjin slows her pace down, "I'm going to take my hand off of your mouth, and I'm going to fuck your tiny little cunt until your legs are shaking on my bed, and I swear to fucking god if you so much as even make a noise, I'm going to shove this cock down your throat so you can't make them anymore. Got it?"

You swear you could cum just off of what the woman behind you said, your cunt already tightening around her cock, and all you can do is allow a tear to slip from your eye and nod your head.

Just then, Yunjin removes her hand from your mouth, placing it below your chin.

"Spit", she declares, and you do just that, biting your lip to hold in your moan when Yunjin uses your own saliva to rub your clit rapidly.

Subsequently, the idol pushes you down so you are on all fours, and you feel too weak that you can barely even hold yourself up from your shoulders.

Yunjin doesn't stop pounding into you from the back, her hand colliding against your ass too many times for you to count, and you find it a bit hypocritical that she was making an immense amount of noise above you, all the while demanding you mustn't mutter a single word while she fucked you this hard.

Your head is deep into the sheets, tears at the brim of your eyes once again and you find it insanely hard to not let out any noises.

"I'm close", you whisper, just loud enough for Yunjin to hear and pick up her pace.

You can't take it anymore when the girl grabs your hair and pulls it back, finding everything all too arousing to handle.

"Nothing to hide your moans anymore", Yunjin smirks, knowing well of what she's doing.

"I'm going to make you cum on this cock and you're gonna stay fucking silent."

One last pound into your G-spot sends you into complete and utter abyss, and you open your mouth to release a prolonged round of moans imploring to escape, but you think back to what Yunjin asked you to do, and you hold it in to the best of your ability, body jerking as a result of the unreleased tension. You think you hear Yunjin mutter a 'good girl' behind you, but you are too high on lust to even notice.

"Fuck", you breath, "that was so good."

"So have you ever fucked a fan before?" You question.

All the lights were turned off in Yunjin's room now, the two of you lay beside each other, staring up at the ceiling, high once again after smoking a newly rolled blunt.

"Yeah every night."

You look over to the idol, only to see she was already looking at your with a goofy smile, and that's when you realize she's joking, so you unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

"Believe it or not but you're my first one", she smiles.

"Wow... it's an honor."

"Oh yeah?" You can practically hear Yunjin's smirk beside you.

"Shut up, you're too cocky."

"Well", Yunjin faces you again, her head now rested securely atop of her hand, "my cockiness brought me you. If I wasn't cocky enough to make a move, maybe we wouldn't be here."

"Oh save it, I was the one who made the move", you smile and place your head on your hand like Yunjin had done, facing her.

"What? I was totally the one to do it!"

"If that's what helps you sleep at night", you laugh, earning a soft push on your chest, and when you come back, Yunjin grab your neck and softly pulls you to her, connecting her lips to yours.

"I want to see you again", the idol mumbles against you.

"Me too", you smile.

"Let's get coffee tomorrow. No drugs or anything, just us two."

You raise your eyebrows at the girl, "are you asking me on a date?"

"I'm not asking", Yunjins thumb runs across your cheek softly, "I'm telling you."

"And what if I say no?" You giggle.

"You wouldn't", the idol arrogantly cracks.

"You're right", you shake your head in defeat and Yunjin's smile brightens.

"So it's a date?" She infers, and you nod contentedly.

"It's a date."

Yahhhh part 2!!! The end part kind of looks rushed lol, but i hope everyone liked it:)) i almost never write smut so it was definitely something new to me, but ill work on getting better🙏🙏 I love you all thank you for your support<33

Next up... The Only One I Want Pt 5;)

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