#cho gue sung smut

[moonlbabe2]

He’s my baby idc

[forthechubbies]

Dirty Hands// Cho Gue Sung Imagine 🔞 Ex! Chubby Reader ♡

How did you get here? You hate sports...You hate exercise in general-you, like your thickness, and that's that's. Moving away from your self-love for a second, If memory serves me right, You were dragged here by you're fit friend, Sumi.

Speaking of, she's looking at you in disappointment right now. Time to tune back in-

Sumi clicked her tongue, obviously annoyed by your space-out expression. "Are you high or something? Why are you not cheering or at least stand up when I do." One might say you're being selfish, but you refused to take fake interest in this stupid sport (no offense just for the story).

Your silent protest stuck out like a sore thumb...and your well hot in his eyes.

He admired your boredom and actually found it rather amusing. You could sit still if your life depended on it; He watches you bunch up your dress just to ensure you didn't step in anything.

Possibly food or not...You never know with hundred year old bleachers.

She's so snobby. He thought with a slightly playful grin. I guess that is my fault.

Sumi noticed the flower player ogling her friend; she gasped, alerting you in the process. " Shit, Do you think he likes you? Soccer player, sugar daddy?"

"As if, " You scoffed. " I can smell him from here."

Sumi beamed. " If you don't want him. Can I have him, please?"

.....

Your plans for today didn't involve waiting thirty minutes for Sumi, who decided to run to the bathroom at the last second, leaving you alone to stay put in the entrance tunnel-

"This tunnel is disgusting.." You cleared your throat in an attempt not the dry heave at the used condom flung aside like a snot rag. "I'm gonna died here."

" You're so dramatic." A man's voice nagged behind your head.

You sighed, rolling your eyes. " And you're so domestic, Watching me like a little puppy." You turned towards your ex-husband.

Gurl, Did I forget to tell you he was your hot ex-husband who blew his chances with you after a sexual/emotionally draining physical altercation between the two of you took place in public?! Oops! The tea is hot today.

What a mighty mouse you are, mouthing off to a man who has you, trump, in literally everything strength, speed, you name it.

You step back, not favoriting his sweaty smell. "You kinda smell like a wet dog -" You fanned yourself. " It suits you."

"If I'm a dog then you must be a bitch in heat for coming to my game-"Gue Sung exclaimed, nudging her forehead back with his finger.

She retaliated by smacking his heavy hand out of her face. " If you ever put your filthy fingers near me again-And, for your information, You pompous little-your not the only player on your team!" She roared in his face, stretching her heels to their maximum limit due to the size difference.

The cheeky bastard met your face halfway, tapping the tip of her nose with his; his hazel eyes gazed into hers. "Why else would you be watching for? " He was even daring enough to take two steps forward to feel you on him. "You hate sports, and you think men are stupid-"

"Not all of them, but I'm truly doubtful when it comes to you-." Yn rudely interrupted, sassing him with her eyes.

The joke was harmless, to say the least, yet a large hand shot up to her neck, gripping it into a tight squeeze between his large fingers.

She gasped but wasn't surprised; this wasn't the first time Gue Sung had let his temper control his actions.

Gue Sung clicks his tongue. "Wah unbelievable, that mouth of yours." He stared at your beautifully painted lips, weighing his next decision; he said, "Ah, Fuck it." before completely dominating your lips.

"Mmm!" You yanked at his hair; pulling away from his lips just to be brought back in. "Mmph! Im gon-mm gonna kill you."

You fought well, but god, he's ripped-Honesty, you didn't stand a chance in the first place.

Gue sung kept you flushed against his chest so tight your plump breasts pushed up to escape his squeeze.

[bambikisss]

Anything for you / C.Guesung

Characters: Cho Guesung (SK soccer player #9)

A/N: this is honestly smut with no plot, lol. I wanted to push something out for Mr. Guesung.

Warnings: Shower sex, lots of ass slapping (in my head, he's an ass guy), oral (both receiving), slight public sex, unprotected sex

"Five more minutes"

You sighed as your boyfriend wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as he could as he shrugged in the sheets. You looked down at him, fixing his hair the best you could as you tried to reason with him, explaining that he had a game today and that he should start getting ready before the captain called him angry. You didn't want to hear from the captain later about him being late and you not dragging him out of bed despite his whines and wishes.

Your boyfriend didn't seem to care as he pulled you to lay back down in the hotel room bed, kissing your forehead as he pleaded for more time. He wasn't tired from practicing last night; he was tired because he stayed up late fucking you into the mattress. You tried to plead once more before deciding to just get ready yourself, slipping from his grasp to start the shower. As you began to look through the suitcase to pick what you wore to the game that day, Guesung sat up in the bed, giving up on sleeping more. "You know, I don't see why you're up so early," he yawned. "You don't have to be at the stadium until later."

You placed your outfit onto the spare bed, making your way over to kiss his bare chest, your boyfriend pulling you so you were in between his legs so he could lay his forehead against your stomach. "I know, but I wanna look good and if I wait any longer I'll end up procrastinating." Guesung nodded, placing a kiss onto your stomach before running his hands up and down your thighs, his kisses slowly moving around your stomach. You let your hands move into his hair as you let him enjoy the moment, knowing that he wouldn't be able to see you until half-time. He was always so affectionate with you; buying you lots of flowers daily and telling you multiple times throughout the day how much he loves you. He makes the most of what time he has with you in front of him until you have to leave him again. And as much as he wanted to keep you with him at all times, he knew you had work so accepted the current long-distance relationship status of your relationship.

"The shower must be warm by now." You tugged a bit on his hair so he'd look up at you, moaning softly when he bit your stomach, licking his bite mark before looking up at you. He wanted nothing more than to just toss you back onto the bed and start up what he started last night but knew you wouldn't let him. You were right, as per usual.

His hands moved up to grab a fistful of your ass before slapping it, lurching up to connect his lips with yours as you moaned. "You drive me crazy, baby," he tore off his underwear as he pulled you towards the shower, your lips still connected. You tried to pull back to speak only for him to cut you off, helping you into the shower before following after you. He pressed you against the shower wall, picking you up so your legs wrapped around his waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck to help support you as he dove into your neck, his hands gripping your hips as he ground himself into you.

"Babe, we gotta shower. You gotta-fuck-get ready."

Guesung didn't move from your neck, his hands reaching out to grab the first shower soap he touched, pouring it all over your conjoined bodies. Once he considered he poured enough, he moved to kiss you again, washing the both of you as he grabbed at your body. You pulled back to toss your head against the wall as he groped at your breasts, smacking them as he looked up at you. He loved making love to you in the shower; to him, it was more intimate than on the bed. You would hold onto each other and have your bodies so close to one another as the echoes of your moans filled the room. It drove him crazy.

"You look so pretty, baby," he chuckled, pushing into you slowly, making you moan louder and dig your nails into his shoulder. He bit his lip, loving the way you clenched around him. When he filled you up, he kissed you, his hips moving at a steady pace. You continued to dig your nails into his shoulder as his hips moved faster, your hands slipping down his back to drag your nails up his back, making him moan loudly. He didn't care if his teammates saw, he would honestly wear it like a badge of honor. "You feel so fucking good, baby. You're taking me so fucking well."

"Guesung, fuck, baby." You tried to muffle your moans into his shoulder, your boyfriend's hips moving faster as he picked you up from the wall, using his strength to hold you up under the shower water as he pounded into you. He grunted loudly as he moaned his name, gripping his biceps as he moved faster. He couldn't fathom words as he felt the knot in his stomach begin to unravel, picking you up to take you both out of the shower, quickly bending you over the sink where he began to fuck you as hard as he could, making you scream his name. "That's it, baby, scream my name. Scream my name while you cum on my big dick." You gripped the sink as you came, Guesung following along right afterward. He lurched forward and rested his chest against you, kissing along your shoulder as you both tried to catch your breaths. You looked up to meet his eyes in the mirror, a laugh coming from his lips before he leaned down to kiss your lips. "You're going to be in trouble, babe."

"I will not be-" he paused when his phone went off, a familiar ringtone filling the space. He quickly pulled out before rushing to put on his practice and game clothes, apologizing in a rushed tone before quickly running out with his game bag to meet the team at the bus outside. You laughed before deciding to clean up, setting up the surprise you had for him later. It was your anniversary, so you wanted to surprise him with a nice massage and dinner. Once the roses, oil, and other things were placed around the room, it was time for you to head to the stadium. You checked your outfit before meeting with the other significant others in the car, heading to the stadium.

~*~

You enjoyed half-time more than any part of the game (besides the parts when Guesung's team scored). It was when you could get some food and much-needed water to soothe your throat from cheering. You could also see Guesung as the team began to make their way to the locker rooms. As you began to gather your bags to join them, a soccer player from the opposite team came up to you, smacking the barricade to get your attention. He smirked as you asked him if he needed anything, his hand moving to grab your wrist before pulling you close to him. You were startled and tried to remove his hand, the player's grip becoming tighter as he tried to convince you to come with him. It annoyed you that he was not only gripping you as hard as possible but he wanted you to come with him when you knew he had a whole wife and like seven kids.

"Let her go."

You turned to face your boyfriend who had come out to see why you weren't with the group of significant others, pissed to now see an opponent grabbing his girlfriend like that. The opponent let go smirking before bumping his shoulder, walking away to join his team. Guesung said nothing to you as he picked up your bag, walking with you to the locker room area. He stopped you from entering the room where everyone else was, pulling you to an empty locker room nearby. He locked the door, pressing you against the door as his lips met yours in a messy kiss, his hands moving to grab your thighs as his tongue moved to meet yours. "He shouldn't have touched you" he growled, his fingers digging into your thighs as he moved you to sit on one of the benches, dropping to his knees where he pushed up your dress. You ran a hand through his hair as he pulled your underwear off, placing your thighs onto his shoulders as he smirked at you. "What are you going to do about it, hmm?" You loved playing into his jealous side, knowing he would fuck you hard.

Guesung stuck his tongue out before moving forward to lick up your slick slowly, his eyes never breaking eye contact with yours, moaning softly. He then pulled you closer to his mouth, fully licking and sucking your folds, making you toss your head back. You grabbed your breasts, moaning as he messily ate you out, moaning against you as he watched you. "Ride my tongue baby. Lemme fuck this pussy."

As you began to move your hips against his face, he picked you up by your thighs so that you could ride his face more, his tongue moving faster as he continued to moan. The bottom half of his face began to become covered in your wetness, making you moan loudly at the sight. "I'm going to cum, baby" you whined, tossing your head back as he grabbed your breasts, pulling you so he laid on the floor and you were now fully seated on his face. He smacked your ass to entice you to ride his tongue, your eyes rolling back when you came. He rubbed your shaking thighs, waiting till you calmed down before helping you to sit back on the bench. He wiped his mouth, helping you clean up your appearance before kissing you slowly. When you asked him what that was all about, he only shrugged, sticking his tongue out playfully before you shoved him, laughing. "Come on, let's go join everyone." You held his hand as he led you to the locker room, everyone non the wiser to what you both had been up to.

~*~

"Close your eyes!" "Babe, come on, I just wanna see."

You stood in front of the hotel room door, stopping him from entering the key until he covered his eyes. He sighed, giving in to you and closing his eyes, making you smile. You put the key in and led him inside, closing the door then took his bags from him. You then told him to open his eyes, letting him see the room all decorated. He had complained about how much he craved a massage for so long, so you decided that you were going to be the one to give it to him.

He thanked you before stripping down and taking a quick shower, which allowed you to change into a set of sexy red lingerie; the top cups pushing your breasts up a bit higher than usual, along with a lace red thong. You covered it up with one of his t-shirts, smiling at your appearance before turning down the lights to your liking. Once you finished, he emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair wet. "You outdid yourself, babe" He walked over to press a kiss to your cheek before laying down on the bed on his stomach, allowing you to straddle his thighs to start massaging his back. You smirked at the small noises he was making as you massaged his knots, allowing your nails to scrape down his back just the way he liked. Your boyfriend gripped the pillow as he turned his head to look back at you, his free hand moving to squeeze your thigh.

"If this is the kind of treatment I get for winning my game, I'll take it any day." You rolled your eyes before having him flip over, massaging his shoulders before moving down his chest slowly, you leaning down to press kisses along it. He let a hand go into your hair, licking his lips as you moved down his body, his free hand moving to remove his towel to show his hard dick. You held back a giggle as he tapped your cheek with his dick, ushering you to open your mouth.

"I think this part of me deserves some attention too." He smiled, holding back a moan as you let the dick go down your throat. He tossed his head back as you moved his head up and down, his eyes closing shut as you moaned around his dick. He licked his lips, wetting them as he moaned out your name, his hips bucking as you began to play with his balls. You always thought he look pretty while you both had sex; his eyes closed, his head tossed back and his lips occasionally parting to let out his loud moans.

"Come here baby, come on," he helped you move up to his mouth, kissing you as he gripped your ass, moving to have you sink into him. He pulled back to smile up at you as you began to bounce on him, biting his bottom lip. His hands gripped your ass to help you move, his lips moving to kiss your stomach. He couldn't help but touch you as much as he could, yearning to touch you as much as possible as he felt you clench around him. He stopped you before moving so you were on your back, pushing your legs up to your breasts. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me, babe." He whispered, moving his hips slowly as he pressed his forehead against yours, smirking as you moaned.

He continued murmuring on how much he loved you, speeding up as you got louder, gripping the sheets as you pulled him down for a messy kiss to muffle your moans. He lets your legs wrap around his waist as he begins to move his hips as fast as possible, biting your bottom lip as he mumbled almost drunkenly, "I'm gonna cum so fucking much, gonna fill up my fucking baby. Love my baby so goddam much." He gasped as you bit his bottom lip, digging your nails into his back as he came, his lips studdering to press against yours. He breathed heavily as he kissed all over your face, his hand slipping down to play with your clit, begging for you to cum. There was something else you loved about him: he always wanted you to cum.

He moaned as you came, pressing his lips against yours as you both shuddered. You sighed against his lips, rubbing his back as he moved to kiss all over your body, murmuring praises before falling beside you. He leaned over to drape an arm over your body, kissing your cheek as you moved closer to his warmth.

"I goddam love you" you turned to kiss him, Guesung kissing back sweetly, a pink tint coming to his cheeks. "You know I love you too, babe. I'd do anything for you."

"Anything like taking me to the bathroom?" He chuckled at your request, groaning before picking you up, taking you to the bathroom, smacking your ass in the process. "Anything for you."

[2-fast-2-curious]

Please ANYTHING with Choe Gue-sung maybe with body worship idk if I’m explaining myself but please anything with this man

[M4F] A Little Help For Recording

[bilingual-korean&english][gentle Dominant][boyfriend & Girlfriend][help Me Recording][kissing][listener Wearing Headphones][listener Monitoring The Sound Recording][loving & Affectionate][cunnilingus][touch Your Clit][compliments][orgasm Encouragement][22:32]

Reddit link: u/ppalganAlex

[scarletseoul]

I only started watching the World Cup to support Croatia and South Korea, but dayummmmm Cho Guesung 😍

Please tell me I’m not the only one who thought he looked like Juyeon from TBZ in this clip ⬇️

The urge to write NSFW one shots for Guesung is strong…. But I’m not really down with sports fans so I don’t know if they would be as forgiving for that sort of content as other fandoms.

What do you guys think? Should I add him to my writing list or keep it in the drafts?

[tyongbrat]

cho gue-sung tem cara que gravaria uma sex tape com muito dirty talk e creampie só pra assistir quando estiver longe da namorada

[tá, vamos lá! Eu não sou fã de futebol, o único time que eu torço igual uma maluca é o internacional aqui do RS, mas eu tentei...]

Espero que goste 💝

Luz, câmera e ação | Cho gue Sung.

— sorri pra câmera, preciosa, mostra pra eles que você é minha boa garota. – o homem aperta de leve teu maxilar, te obrigada olhar para o aparelho eletrônico. Os dedos compridos fazem caminho pelos teus lábios já molhados de saliva, ele força o indicador pra dentro. — chupa com vontade igual tu faz com o meu pau.

A língua deslizou pelas digitais dele, saliva molhando teu rostinho fazendo uma bagunça, os olhos grandes encaram a lente e depois sobem para encarar os olhos dele. Malícia transborda dos olhos amendoados do camisa 9 da seleção coreana, a raiva de ter perdido para a tua seleção deixou o homem com mais vontade de te foder de todas as formas possíveis.

— Sung – chama manhosa pelo nome dele, agarra a lateral da coxa torneada tentando puxar o homem para o colchão contigo.

— Qual o problema, preciosa? – o apelido te acerta em cheio, faz tua buceta vazar mais ainda, pressiona uma perna contra a outra pra descontar a falta de contato — Deixa que eu te ajudo com isso. – ele se posiciona na cama entre as tuas pernas, espaça de leve uma da outra deixando a intimidade bonita a mostra, a câmera entre os dedos é aproximada ainda mais, e com a mão livre ele afasta tua calcinha pro lado, um dos dedos é colocado dentro enquanto os outros fazem uma bagunça nos teus lábios molhados, espalhando lubrificação, fazendo carinho no teu clitóris e te arrancando gemidinhos.

A mão que acaricia é a mesma que retira o dedo para te acertar em cheio um tapa na buceta dolorida de tesão, retesa o corpo, puxa ar entre os dedos pra não gritar, as lágrimas se acumulam no cantinho dos olhos, se o Cho soubesse o quanto você precisa ser fodida não estaria brincando desse jeito com você.

" A minha vadia não aguenta uns tapinhas?"E você faz que não com a cabeça, cínica! Como se não gostasse de apanhar do homem "não mesmo?" Ele instiga, quer te ver pedir por mais.

— eu posso acariciar, então. – ele passa a mão pela buceta, desce dedos até lá embaixo, sobe espalhando lubrificação, a cabeça do coreano se inclina pra depositar um beijinho ali, ao mesmo tempo que as lentes filmam teu rostinho de prazer.

Beija o interior da tua coxa, os dedos sorrateiros deslizam pela pele da tua barriga, sobem até teus seios fartos apertando os mesmos, te fazendo contorcer de prazer na cama.

— agora vem a melhor parte, minha preciosa. – ele avisa antes de se retirar da cama, anda pelo quarto procurando o melhor lugar para apoiar a câmera, ajeitando com maestria o ângulo que enquadra teu corpo bonito.

Você se remexe ansiosa nos lençóis, sempre teve ciência desse fetiche em filmar vocês dois em momentos como esse, contudo não achou que o homem por ser uma figura pública teria essa coragem.

Ele volta sorrindo maroto, exalando a malícia no olhar, se põe no meio da tuas pernas, aperta tua cintura com uma das mãos, os dedos deslizam pra te fazer um carinho, pra te ouvir gemer gostoso, derreter nas mãos dele.

— hm – ronrona como uma gatinha — vai logo, campeão.

Tu pede daquele jeitinho já sabendo onde vai dar usar esse apelido.

E ele desliza pra dentro de uma vez só, te preenche por inteira sem deixar espaço, abarrotada dele, tu puxa o ar entre os dentes tentando não gemer desesperadamente quando ele bate com força contra ti, as bolas pesadas batendo na tua bunda, barulhinho da lubrificação em excesso, ele segura teu pescoço girando em direção da câmera, apoia a palma do lado do teu rosto pressionando teu rosto contra o travesseiro.

— geme pra mim, geme pro teu campeão. – o Cho se perde no próprio prazer, rosnando pra evitar gemer, batendo com um pouco mais de força no teu rosto, as lágrimas que saem de ti são só mais uma amostra do prazer. — tu é uma putinha mesmo, chorando pelo meu pau – tu sente o ápice chegando com as palavras dele — olha pra mim, gracinha.

E tu força o rosto na direção dele, os cabelos negros colados na testa, peitoral suado escorrendo gotículas, abdômen trincando, braços flexionados, Cho gue Sung é o demônio de tão lindo.

— abre a boquinha, meu anjo. – e você obedece como a boa putinha que é, abre a boca pra receber o cuspe dele, engole sem pestanejar. — boa garota. Minha garota.

Teu rosto corado, respiração ofegando, buceta apertando contra ele dão sinais que já tá no limite, ele continua metendo mesmo de te levar ao limite, perseguindo o próprio, teu corpo comprimindo o dele, amassando cada parte até ele gozar, encher tua buceta com leitinho, te deixar lotada.

O homem se retira lentamente, se esforça pra buscar a câmera, filma tua buceta contraindo deixando escorrer toda a porra dele pra fora, com o indicador ele põe um pouco do líquido de volta pra dentro, filma teu rosto e depois teu corpo.

— a melhor. – ele afirma antes de desligar a gravação.

[angelwonie]

okay im caving

send asks for guesung and maybe ill write smth

[dreaamerwrites]

TO DO LIST! 😘

organizing the asks + comments i received! will continue to update this list as i receive more hehe + will try to mark the ones i plan on working on next!!

note #1: this list is in order of when i received asks, nothing special here! note #2: if you don't specify drabble/reaction/etc, then i will just decide for myself~~~ hehe note #3: i will work on these out of order! whatever i'm inspired for most = will be worked on first!! i don't have tons of time to write, so please forgive me for not being able to get to every request super fast 💖💖💖

ty for requesting!!

son heungmin

hurt/injury comfort time for our captain sonny please he deserves all the cuddles and love after his injury

Heung-min son and y/n being in a relationship but with an age gap? Like y/n is younger than him and still studying at the university?

sonny comforting his gf after her final exams pls

some jealous sonny content

would you write one for Sonny where the reader is a famous actress and they are always supporting each other?

for Sonny, one where the reader is Brazilian and she goes to watch the match in Qatar

can you do a sonny one where he's really needy/clingy and super PDA with y/n after winning a match and his teammates are making fun of him for how much y/n and sonny love each other <3

son heungmin with a famous korean volleyball s.o/reader where maybe she's older than him

an imagine of Son Heung-min being in a secret relationship with you and you’ve been together for a long time?

can you write one for Sonny? Maybe where his girlfriend is a famous singer/actress and his teammates want to meet her/make “jokes” about her?

cho guesung

our fav no.9 can we get some extra toothrotting fluff bath time please don't need anything smutty just extra extra fluffy -- WORKING ON AS OF 12/12/22

cho gue sung imagine or a oneshot where the reader is a famous idol but they are very sweet to each other and are like any normal couple

one about cho guesung. Where him and reader has like a 6 month old baby, and they visit one of his games in Qatar

can you write an imagine of guesung after the brazil game? like the reader comforts him

one where Yn is on vacation in Qatar and she runs into Guesung in a cafe or restaurant and they somehow click immediately, having that flirty but comfortable atmosphere between them? And maybe you can make Yn not know (at first) that he’s actually a famous footballer or something like that

a really fluff centered imagine , where y/n and Cho Gue Sung have kids together (might combine with the other one about dad!guesung!!)

imagine with cho gue sung where you are a fan watching a match of him and he keeps looking at you, and then gives you his number

(if you write smut) something where gu-sung was so happy and excited he won a match and wanted to celebrate w/u so he took you somewhere where he was alone w/u and let out his excitement to you 😫

an imagine of Cho Gue Sung where he is playing video games with you and you make bets on who is in charge of house work for the next day! or maybe Cho Gue Sung and a teammate go on a variety show and Cho becomes flirty with you but when his teammate does it he gets competitive!

another Cho Gue Sung fic, maybe something fluffy about how him & yn meet after he returns from WC and she doesn’t recognize him? A meetcute type of thing

write something about Cho gue sung about maybe having a fling with him being like fwb, but then when he saw her with another player of the KNT with her, he lost it. And then both him and her just accepting their own feelings. Maybe where the fml already likes him, but he was afraid of putting labels

one shot with cho gue sung, where you get introduced by heung min son, and you slowly start to fall for each other then start dating

an imagine with gue sung where he comforts his gf when she’s having a rough time or a bad day? i just KNOW this man gives the best cuddles

imagine w Cho Gue Sung were S/O is a kpop idol and they have this secret relationship because of their fans? So dispatch or something like this finds out and make a post reveling everything and the couple has to manage the situation together...

Could you please write overprotective Cho gue sung

could u write something angst to fluff w/ gyusung? like they get into an argument over something and then they ignore each other. later she sees him talking to another girl and she gets sad or something lol idk but something fluffy after that?

lee kangin

lee kangin being clingy with his s/o! like he's just so attached to him and can never get enough of them <3

paik seungho

something about Paik Seungho (the guy who made the goal against Brazil) idk like a post match thing with fluff and smut? Something about him being the striker of the match so y/n shows him how proud she is...

updated 12/17/22

[moonlbabe2]

New obsession unlocked : Guesung in man-bun

[katherineuchiha]

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Mileena

Kitana

Takeda Takahashi

Marvel

Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Stephen Strange

Pietro Maximoff

Thor Odinson

Loki Layfeyson

Bruce Banner

Peter Parker

Shang - Chi

Attack on Titan

Eren jeager

Levi Ackerman

Jean Kristen

Reiner Brown

Zeke Jeager

Armin Arlelt

Erwin Smith

Conny Springer

Naruto

Naruto Uzumaki

Sasuke Uchiha

Itachi Uchiha

Shisui Uchiha

Kakashi Hatake

Obito Uchiha

Neji Hyuga

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Footbolers

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Cho Gue - Sung

* Don’t feel shame , this a save environment for everyone , creativity is always encouraged

See you !!!

[a-very-bored-blogger]

About me and MASTERLIST!!

Hi! I'm Thea! Currently 18, I write fanfiction for all sorts of things. I love football, COD and anything related to Britpop. I'm honestly a bit kinky, so minors need to fuck off from my blog for sure. I'm a hopeless romantic, and I like cats. I reblog anything I find interesting and I write.... ocasionally.

I support Newcastle United, and have only recently gotten into football. I'm often swamped with academics, and if anyone seems to have any similar fandoms or just wanna chat, send me a DM because I'm always looking for new friends :)

Football RPF:

Overworked! (Neymar x Fem!Reader):

https://a-very-bored-blogger.tumblr.com/post/706925628401827840/overworked-neymar-x-femreader

Bittersweet Romance (Cho Gue Sung X Fem! Reader Part 1):

 https://www.tumblr.com/a-very-bored-blogger/707296245341929472/summary-cho-and-yn-have-been-childhood-friends?source=share

Fruit’s Basket:

What One Doesn’t Expects (Yuki Sohma x Fem! Reader:)

https://a-very-bored-blogger.tumblr.com/post/653569330006687744/what-one-does-not-expect-yuki-sohma-x-fem

Overwatch:

Sengoku Jidai (Hanzo x Fem! Reader):

https://www.tumblr.com/a-very-bored-blogger/661322551456333824/%F0%9D%93%88%F0%9D%91%92%F0%9D%93%83%F0%9D%91%94%F0%9D%91%9C%F0%9D%93%80%F0%9D%93%8A-%F0%9D%92%BF%F0%9D%92%BE%F0%9D%92%B9%F0%9D%92%B6%F0%9D%92%BE-%F0%9D%92%BD%F0%9D%92%B6%F0%9D%93%83%F0%9D%93%8F%F0%9D%91%9C-%F0%9D%93%8D-%F0%9D%93%87%F0%9D%91%92%F0%9D%92%B6%F0%9D%92%B9%F0%9D%91%92%F0%9D%93%87

Hanzo X Gender Neutral reader headcanons:

https://www.tumblr.com/a-very-bored-blogger/707201178709229568/hi-i-saw-that-your-requests-were-open-and-was

Damon Albarn X Fem Reader (SMUT)

https://www.tumblr.com/a-very-bored-blogger/718338642334089216/feverish-damon-albarn-x-fem-reader-smut?source=share

John 'Price x Slasher!Fem Reader (smut)

https://www.tumblr.com/a-very-bored-blogger/733033371358429184/%CA%8F%E1%B4%8F%E1%B4%9C-%E1%B4%84%E1%B4%80%C9%B4-%E1%B4%85%E1%B4%8F-%CA%99%E1%B4%87%E1%B4%9B%E1%B4%9B%E1%B4%87%CA%80-%E1%B4%9B%CA%9C%E1%B4%80%C9%B4-%E1%B4%9B%CA%9C%E1%B4%80%E1%B4%9B

Soap Mactavish X Reader

https://www.tumblr.com/a-very-bored-blogger/737583974823673856/loved-pairing-johnny-soap-mactavish-x

DDLC! CALL Of Duty:

Prologue:

https://a-very-bored-blogger.tumblr.com/post/733340659955728384/%F0%9D%98%BE%F0%9D%99%9D%F0%9D%99%A4%F0%9D%99%A4%F0%9D%99%A8%F0%9D%99%9A-%F0%9D%99%AE%F0%9D%99%A4%F0%9D%99%AA%F0%9D%99%A7-%F0%9D%98%BE%F0%9D%99%9D%F0%9D%99%96%F0%9D%99%A7%F0%9D%99%96%F0%9D%99%98%F0%9D%99%A9%F0%9D%99%9A%F0%9D%99%A7

Part 1:

https://www.tumblr.com/a-very-bored-blogger/737772000970489856/%E1%B4%B4%E1%B5%89%CB%A1%E1%B5%96-%E1%B4%B5%E1%B5%9B%E1%B5%89-%E1%B4%AC%E1%B6%9C%E1%B6%9C%E2%81%B1%E1%B5%88%E1%B5%89%E2%81%BF%E1%B5%97%E1%B5%83%CB%A1%CB%A1%CA%B8-%E1%B4%B6%E1%B5%92%E2%81%B1%E2%81%BF%E1%B5%89%E1%B5%88-%E1%B5%83-%E1%B5%80%E1%B5%83%CB%A2%E1%B5%8F%E1%B6%A0%E1%B5%92%CA%B3%E1%B6%9C%E1%B5%89-%F0%9D%97%94

[bambikisss]

Christmas in New York :: Cho Guesung

Summary : With work stressing you out, your boyfriend comes to surprise you

Characters: reader x Cho Guesung (South Korea #9)

Warnings: Unprotected sex (wrap it up, especially in this economy), biting, preg kink, lots love L bombs, use of a mirror, use of the window, he'll call you a slut

A/N: So fun fact, I got my first hate anon after writing for him lol so I'm doing it again heh. There will be a version without smut for the people who may want this without the sexy time.

Christmas fics: 2/?

You laid back on your bed after a long day of work, closing your eyes as you relished the feeling of your cloud-like bed. You had been up since around 8 am running around New York like a madman getting things ready for an event you had to host and attend in a few days. You had to pick up your supervisor's dress, your dress, make sure the caterers had the order and that they now include vegetarian options, blah blah blah. The thing that bothered you so much was that there were people at your job whose job it was to do this, not you. Now you had an article to finish and it honestly tired you out.

While you tried to weigh the options of whether it was worth quitting your job and moving in with your boyfriend and living in his closet, your phone suddenly buzzed. You groaned, turning to grab your phone, your annoyance melting away when you noticed who it was.

Baby <3: I lowkey hate airports lol. It's so crowded and everyone is staring at us.

You couldn't help but smile like a schoolgirl when her crush texted her, moving to lay on your stomach as you texted your response.

Y/N: You're telling me that the international heartthrob Cho Guesung doesn't like everyone admiring your hotness?

Y/N: Who is this and what have you done with my boyfriend?

You had been dating Guesung for two years, meeting him while you had a brand party in Korea. You were there for him while he trained to be added to the world cup team, and had even been there for some of his games. Now with the world cup over, you hadn't seen him in person for a while as he was busy with his schedule as everyone wanted to get to know him.

Baby <3: lol, you know how I feel about all this attention.

Baby <3: Especially when I'm receiving thousands of marriage proposals while I have you, baby.

Ah, how could you forget?

When everyone got a glimpse of him, everyone rushed to his Instagram and followed him, then flooding his comments and DMs with marriage proposals. He of course immediately told you and after you both read through some and laughed, he then muted the app. You weren't jealous about how everyone reacted to your boyfriend because, well, he was attractive. You actually found it a bit funny how everyone saw a glimpse of him being pouty on a bench at a game and said "Ah yes, husband material."

Y/N: Why are you in the airport anyways? Do you have a game or something?

Baby <3: Nah, I have a schedule in the states.

You tried to think about where he could have a schedule since you hadn't seen it pop up on his schedule when he originally showed you. Before you could ask him where be sent you a text saying "Gotta get on the plane. Love you, I'll text you after the interview! <3"

You pouted as you realized you could no longer talk to your man, checking the time before you got a text from your coworker, asking if you could help her plan an interview they had tomorrow.

There goes relaxing.

~<3

New York snow was something else.

It may look gorgeous in pictures but in person, it was horrible, especially when the wind hit.

You mumbled curse words as you carried the heavy Starbucks bags filled with pastries and hot chocolate for the interview guests, stomping into your work build as you passed by the group of assistants all gossiping by the door. When they saw you, they broke out into a fit of laughter, making you want to do nothing more than throw the bag of scolding hot chocolate at them. How dare they laugh at you? Even worse when you're doing their job.

You rolled your eyes before hurrying to the collaboration floor, rushing into the room where the interview was being held. You placed the bags onto the table, turning to your coworker who was smiling like a fool at you. Before she could begin to speak about whatever made her so happy, you cut her off. "How the fuck do those assistants downstairs still have a job? I'm out here, running around to do their jobs while they're gossiping about some random shit." Your coworker's eyes widened as her smile widened a bit as you ranted, nodding as she tried to hold back her laugh.

"Now, what are you giggling about?" You dropped your hand to your side, showing your frustration before you removed your jacket, tossing it to a nearby chair. Before she could speak, someone tapped your shoulder.

"Pretty outfit, baby." You paused at the sound of his voice, turning around to see your boyfriend standing in front of you, a smug smile on his face. You couldn't figure out words as you stared at him before wrapping your arms around his neck, Guesung picking you up to spin with you. All of your annoyance left your body as he pressed kisses to your temple, mumbling about how much he missed you. You couldn't let go of him as he pulled back to lift your face so he could properly kiss you. His lips tasted of watermelon, the familiar taste reminding you of the gum he always chewed.

"Woah, let's not make out here!'' Your lips paused as you heard one of his teammate's voices, turning to see a group of them all smiling at you, making kissing noises while laughing. You've never felt such a vast change of emotions: annoyance to happiness to embracement. You hid your face in his chest, Guesung laughing softly before telling the group to quit it, which they did after a few moments. He looked down at you with a smile, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before going to sit with the group, asking what kind of interview they were doing, which made you pause. You had completely forgotten that they were here for an interview with you. You turned to your coworker, who handed you the clipboard as she kept her smile on her face, which made you gently hit her arm with it.

"You guys have a puppy interview." As the group of boys cheered, a puppy's bark could be heard, which made the boys sing in a chorus of "awws"

You set the up before bringing in the puppies, starting the interview as the boys played with them. You laughed as the smallest dog moved to sit in Guesung's lap, not leaving his lap the entire time. You found it adorable at how the two were interacting; you could see the love in his eyes for the dog. Once the interview was over, you helped take the dogs back to their crates and handlers, the boys asking to adopt all the ones that caught their eyes. You helped distribute the hot chocolate and pastries as the boys passed you to head back to their van, hugging you and asking you to make sure they got their puppies. "Make sure you filled out the adoption application before y'all leave and I'll see what magic I can work." The boys all thanked you, hugging you tightly in a group hug as they left, making you feel warm. As you looked through the applications, you felt some arms wrap around your waist, soft lips moving to press against your cheek. "What time do you get out of work, today?" You turned to face your boyfriend, kissing his cheek as you checked your schedule for the day. "I should be out by like 6, why?"

Guesung said nothing, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before leaving with his drink, leaving you and your coworker confused. You didn't have time to think about it as your manager came to you to help go over the event's details in a meeting with the party planning team. You sighed as your coworker patted your back, telling you to look forward to whatever your man has planned for later. You held onto that throughout your day, the day seemingly moving by faster than usual.

After clocking out you made your way outside where the rest of the assistants from earlier were talking. They of course noticed you and all began to make fun of you like a group of middle school kids, making you roll your eyes. You ignored them as you began your trek home, mumbling about how much they didn't do their job. What were they getting paid to do?

You found yourself annoyed as you punched in the code to your apartment, looking forward to having the wine you had just bought and some much-needed alone time with your cat. After walking in and kicking off your boots, you looked up to see your living room decorated with candles and flowers. There was also some romantic music playing in the background, making you smile. The place smelled amazing and you wanted to find the cause of this romantic setup.

"Oh, you're home."

You smiled as Guesung came into view, a kitchen towel on his shoulder, showing you that he had been cooking. You weren't even thinking about the alone time you once wanted, rushing into his arms as he caught you. He chuckled, pressing a kiss onto your temple, spinning around with you before placing you down in front of him. He kissed you softly before rubbing your back, smiling softly. "How...I thought you guys were busy?" He couldn't help but laugh softly at your words, squeezing your hips before he returned to the kitchen, focusing back on the food he had been cooking. You took a second to admire him in his sleeveless tight tank top and sweatpants; the way he seemed so focused on the steak he was cooking, occasionally smiling when he glanced up at you.

After placing the steaks onto a plate to rest, he turns off the stove before finally answering your question. "The snowstorm closed the airport so we're all stuck here. The boys are at the hotel while I decided to spend some time with my sweet girlfriend." He smiled as he rounded the kitchen counter, pulling you to his chest as you smiled. "After I noticed how annoyed you seemed at work earlier, I thought you would enjoy me coming home to surprise you with a date."

"Aren't you romantic?" You couldn't help but press a kiss to his lips, feeling your heart skip a beat at how sweet he was. Guesung had a way with you that made your heart race and do backflips; he would buy you flowers just cause so that when you got home from work, you'd see them. He'd buy clothes, snacks, and other things that made him think of you while he was away in Korea while traveling and put them into a box and ship them to you along with a heartfelt letter and some polaroid pictures of him and sometimes of his teammates. He wouldn't hesitate to send you some of his clothes among other things just because he loves you. He had sent you so many of his clothes that he now has a section of clothes in your closet and a drawer in your dresser. It made you want nothing more than to just kiss him to oblivion and it made you wanna sometimes cry.

Like now, cleaning up after you both finished the steak dinner he made while you laid full on the couch. You couldn't help but smile at him as he fully cleaned the kitchen and fed the cat, then made his way over to you with the wine you had mentioned that you wanted to try. He sat down in front of you as he poured the wine, handing you a glass before repeating it for himself. He clinked your glasses together, holding your hand as he drank the wine. "Y/N, you know I love you, right?" You paused at the sudden question, placing your glass down to softly cup his face. He said nothing as he pressed a kiss to your thumb, making your heart skip once more. "Yes, Guesung. I know."

"I just wanna make sure. I know sometimes I'm not the most...available, but, I want to make sure that you know that I do."

You scanned his face as he spoke, noting his beauty marks and how his eyes searched your face. It sometimes shocked you how much he wanted to prove that he loved you. You knew that he did and it sometimes worried you that he felt like you didn't appreciate everything he had done for you.

You took a second before pulling him into a loving kiss, your lips moving together as you pulled him onto the couch. He grunted softly as he picked you up, sitting down on the couch before placing you on his lap. He gripped your hips as you two kissed, your hands moving into his hair as you pulled away. He at first chased your lips before pulling back to meet your eyes, giving you his full attention. You let your hand move to once again cup his cheek, your thumb moving to rub his bottom lip. His eyes moved to stare at your lips, his hands gripping your hips tighter. You loved how attentive he was to you, watching your every move. You watched as his breath hitched when you licked your lips, his eyes moving to try and meet yours.

"Y/N... Don't tease." You then met his eyes, pulling him back in for another kiss, this one more passionate and messy. He grabbed at your clothes, removing each article of clothing before tossing them onto the floor. He licked your bottom lip as he stood up with you, removing his own clothes before pulling you back to be close to him.

"My god, Y/N, you don't know what you do to me." He whispered, his voice coming out desperate as he massaged your body. "I don't," you hissed as his lips pressed against the sweet spot on your collarbone. "Why don't you tell me?"

"You just wanna hear me talk about how much I always wanna fuck you," he moaned as your hand slid down to make contact with his hard dick, slowly pumping. "Maybe," you whispered, your boyfriend chuckling in response.

He removed your hand before pulling you to sit on his lap, helping you to grind on him. You moaned as he wrapped his lips around your nipple, his free hand massaging your ass as his dick and your wetness made contact, grinding against one another deliciously. "I wanna fuck you so bad. All those times you acted cute while we face time, all those times you sent me a photo of a new outfit you got that barely covered your ass or these goddam gorgeous thighs," he paused to slap your ass, making you moan loudly. "Makes me just wanna get on the first fucking flight to your place and fuck you like crazy."

"Then do it." You couldn't take it anymore as you felt the tip of his dick make contact with your clit, making you press your forehead against his shoulder. "Fuck me like crazy."

Guesung wasted no time moving himself so he could push into you, his hips pounding into you as he held you still. You gripped the back of the couch, moaning loudly as your boyfriend fucked up into you at a harsh pace. He couldn't help but suck and bite on your skin, his hands making contact with your ass a few times before he moaned loudly against your stomach.

"G-guesung, baby. Oh my fucking god." You whined as his thumb made contact with your clit, playing with it as he looked up at you. He could feel you clenching and it honestly drove him crazy. "That's it, baby. Cum for me, show me how much you missed my fucking cock." You closed your eyes as his pace became brutal, your orgasm ripping through you, making you moan his name loud enough that you were sure your neighbors heard.

He then jumped up from the couch as you tried to catch your breath, pinning your back against the window as he picked up the same pace he had. You dug your nails into his shoulders, tossing your head back against the window. "Such a good girl- so fucking loud while I press you up against the window. What would your neighbors think?"

You honestly didn't care about what the neighbors thought, only focused on the man in front of you who was pounding into you and kissing your neck. You scratched up his back, your boyfriend's moan being loud as he felt your nails. He loved the way it felt when you dug your nails into him and when you scratched him; let him know that he was fucking you right.

When you noticed his thighs begin to clench, you knew he was close. You leaned in to kiss him, silencing both of your moans as he moved one hand to press against the window to keep you both up. "Gonna fill you up," he growled against your lips, his hips studdering as you moaned his name. "Gonna fill up my baby and show her how much I love you. Gonna prove it to you."

He let out a few breaths as he pressed his forehead against yours, his hips stopping to press firmly against you as he came. He breathed heavily as you rubbed his back, kissing his cheeks as you waited for him to calm down. "Love you" he whispered, pecking your lips before he let his forehead rest against your shoulder, pressing short kisses there. You ran your hand through his hair, giving him a moment to calm down after fucking you so hard. After a bit, he had enough energy to move you both to the bathroom, where he carefully started the bath before helping you get in. He had you pressed against his chest, his heartbeat not pounding as hard as it was earlier. While you both bathed and relaxed in the tub, he kept you close and held you tight. You enjoyed laying in his embrace, kissing his bicep before rubbing his shoulder. You both did not speak any words, only resting and holding one another.

After you both were done, he led you to the bedroom, where he helped you get dressed before laying you down. When you asked where he was going he, chuckled. "I promise you, I'm not leaving. Just gotta clean up our mess so that the cats don't get any ideas. Then, I'll come right back and hold you close." You nodded as he left to attend to the living room and the curious cat, leaving you to slowly drift to sleep.

~ ♥ ~

Snowstorms would sometimes be worse than they seemed in New York.

You woke up around 4 to see your cat slipping through your bedroom door to leave, going to join the other cat in the cat bed. You sighed, turning to check the time before glancing at the window. Snow was hitting the window aggressively, almost sounding like rain. You turned to face a now slightly awake Guesung, who was sitting up now. You ran a hand through his hair, apologizing for waking him up. He mumbled out something about it being alright, kissing your palm before asking what time it was. "Around 4."

"Why did you cat follow me in here just to wake us both up to slip out?" You laughed as he groaned, falling back onto the bed. You gently kissed his temple, asking him if he wanted any water, to which he said no. You nodded before heading to the kitchen to get some, returning as he sat up. You leaned against the doorframe as you watched your now more awake boyfriend sit up, the comforter dropping to show his toned body and abs. You let your eyes move to his thighs that were peaking out from the opening in his tight boxer briefs. They were so toned and muscular and would occasionally tense when he laughed, which made you feel something. He soon caught your eyes, opening his arms for you to come to join him. You put your glass down before joining your boyfriend back in bed, moving to straddle him, which made him chuckle and let out a small "oh". He looked up at you, his thumbs moving to rub your hips as he leaned up to press a kiss to your cheek. "You know, for someone who was so tired a few moments ago, you seem now very awake."

Guesung smiled at your words, raising an eyebrow as he moved the both of you so your back was laid against the bed while he hovered over you. He rubbed your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist so you were pressed against him before leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss. The kiss was slow and sweet, your thighs occasionally squeezing around his waist, making him moan softly in the kiss. You let your hips move against his hardening cock, making him pull back from the kiss to admire your face. "For someone who was just making fun of me for waking up, you seem to want to do something active."

"Aren't you an athlete, Mr. Guesung? Isn't being active you're entire thing?" You giggled as he ran a hand through his messy hair, making a sound of fake annoyance. He smiled as his hands came to rest on top of your thighs, his hips moving to roll into yours, making you moan. He didn't stop, squeezing your thighs as he pressed more against you each time. He watched the way your body rolled and arched whenever he pressed more against your clit, his tongue coming out to wet his bottom lip.

"You're such a slut, Y/N." Your eyes opened as he paused his movements, your hips trying to move to meet his as you whined. He said nothing as he flipped you over so you were on your stomach, his hand moving over the flesh of your ass and thighs before he pressed his still-covered cock against your now-wet entrance, making you both moan. "Such a slutty pussy, too. So wet from just some grinding." He licked his lips once more as you moaned, leaning down to press his chest against your back as his hands carefully moved down your body, pulling off your underwear slowly. He tossed your panties somewhere in the room before he pressed himself once more against you, his hips rolling as he was met with your pussy. You mewled at the feeling, pushing your butt back to press against him, begging for him to hurry up and fuck you, to which he chuckled. "Can't wait, can you slut?" He couldn't wait either as he pushed down his underwear, rubbing his tip along your slick before pushing into you slowly. You moaned softly, your head falling forward as his hips snapped quickly, hitting the flesh of your ass with force. He moaned loudly, leaning forward to grab your hair, pulling your head up so you could now face the mirror that was facing your bed. He moved faster as you moaned at both your appearances; his hair was a mess from sleeping, his upper body was slightly shiny from sweat and strangely still as his hips pounded into you. He leaned down to bite your shoulder, moaning when clenched around him.

"Look at us, baby. You look so fucking hot." you gripped the sheets, as he moved, tossing your head back as he moaned your name. "I'm gonna cum soon, baby," you moaned, your boyfriend mumbling the same as he focused on where you both met. "Does my slut want my babies?" He moaned louder as you clenched around him, your own hips moving back to meet him in desperation. "My slut wants my babies, huh? Wanna be swollen with my kids? It'll show everyone how well I fuck this pussy, my pussy."

You moaned his name louder as you both came, Guesung falling forward to continue rolling his hips into your ass. His hips ground against your ass, moaning as you both tried to calm down.

He pulled out, pulling you to lay next to him. You kissed his collarbone, whining softly as he rubbed your back. "Are you tired again?" He laughed, moaning softly when you bit his collarbone once more. "Kidding, kidding"

You smiled as he pulled the cover over you both, tiredness filling your body once more as he whispered how much he loved you.

~ ♥

"Alright Y/N. Have a good holiday!"

You thanked your manager, holding in your smile as the assistants were complaining about having to work the party, complaining about you being able to leave. You made sure to smirk at them as you walked out, chuckling softly.

You smiled as you entered your apartment, happy to have the holiday off. You were tempted to break out some wine and just relax, forgetting about the job you have. You picked up your cat before you noticed your other cat chilling by the bathroom door, purring happily. You leaned down to rub him, the door opening to show Guesung in a tux. You asked what he was doing here, putting down your cat before jumping into his arms, making him chuckle. After the storm ended a few weeks ago, he left immediately with his team. "Merry early Christmas baby." He led you to the bedroom, where he had decorated it with lots of roses and candles. You noticed a card in the center of the bed, picking it up as he stood behind you.

Y/N.

I love you. I wanted to say thank you for being there for me; through training, through the world cup, and through everything. I know it hasn't been easy, but you've been there for me more than everyone else has and I just wanted to say thank you and turn around.

You turned around as you put down the card, confusion on your face. "Guesung, what do you mean turn-"

As you turned to face him, you noticed he was on one knee, a ring being held out to you. You covered your mouth as tears pricked your eyes, Guesung smiling softly. "Y/N, I love you so much. I can't imagine anyone else being by my side for the rest of my life. So, will you do me the honors and...will you marry me?"

You nodded, tears streaming down your face as he placed the ring on your finger, then pulled you into a tight hug.

"I love you, Y/N..."

[softiegyu]

CAN WE GET JEALOUS! CHO GUE SUNG DATS SO HOT BUT ADD MAKE IT INTO A SMUT PLS

WE GOING FOR SUPER ANGST??? AIGHT AIGHT GOTCHA

[scarletseoul]

I’m sorry my progress is so slow but I promise I’m writing the Cho Guesung fics 👍 I got those bitches locked and loaded in my drafts, I just never have a lot of time so the progress has been slow but steady

[apcomplexhq]

✦ Nome do personagem: Ryu Kiyong. ✦ Faceclaim e função: Cho Gue-sung - Jogador de Futebol. ✦ Data de nascimento: 05/11/1998. ✦ Idade: 25 anos. ✦ Gênero e pronomes: Masculino, ele/dele. ✦ Nacionalidade e etnia: Coreia do Sul, sul-coreano. ✦ Qualidades: Resiliente, determinado e honesto. ✦ Defeitos: Desconfiado, fechado e impaciente. ✦ Moradia: Mount Olympus. ✦ Ocupação: Personal Trainer na Atlas Gym. ✦ Twitter: @MO98KY ✦ Preferência de plot: ANGST, CRACK, FLUFFY, HOSTILITY, ROMANCE, SMUT. ✦ Char como condômino: Costuma ser reservado, mas seu passado no futebol e algumas polêmicas envolvendo seu nome fazem com que isso seja difícil. É educado e gentil, desde que respeitem seu espaço e, principalmente, o de seu filho.

TW's na bio: uso de drogas, menção à overdose. Biografia:

Assim como muitas crianças ao redor do mundo, Kiyong teve sua vida salva pelo futebol.

Nascido em Daejon, cresceu na pobreza, filho de mãe solteira que dava seu suor e sangue para sustentar dois filhos, Kiyong não tinha grandes esperanças para seu futuro. Se imaginava trabalhando desde muito cedo, e assim o fazendo até morrer.

Por isso, foi uma criança rebelde, amarga, crescendo rápido demais de uma maneira triste. As notas eram sempre vermelhas – se importava mais se iria conseguir comer naquele dia. Amigos, não tinha. Muitas vezes foi suspenso por bater em um ou outro que tentava a sorte o xingando e descobria que o prêmio era um nariz quebrado.

Aos doze, parecia mais ter dezesseis, assim como as companhias erradas com quem ele andava. A rua o ensinava a sobreviver o dia a dia enquanto a escola se preocupava demais com um amanhã que ele não conseguia imaginar.

Aos treze, a chegada um novo professor de educação física trouxe uma mudança significativa. O Sr. Cho não se abalava com a rispidez do menino magrelo que sempre o respondia. O que via nele era um líder, que brilhava quando uma bola tocava seu pé, que tornava-se outro em campo.

Kiyong costuma dizer que aquele professor era três vezes mais teimoso que ele, e ninguém nunca havia conseguido esse feito.

Sr. Cho convenceu o moleque a participar do projeto social fundado pelo time de Daejon, o Daejon Hana Citizen Fc. Daí para frente, Kiyong descobriu sua paixão pelo esporte e, finalmente, conseguiu imaginar um futuro para si. Até que, aos 16 anos, engravida sua namorada.

Estava disposto a largar tudo e ficar ao lado de Mihee, não querendo que a menina passasse pelo menos que vira sua mãe passar. Voltou a imaginar-se trabalhando até morrer, e agora com um filho para criar.

Ao mesmo tempo, não se sentia tão derrotado. Estava ali a oportunidade que ele tinha de ser o que o próprio pai não foi: um bom homem.

Começaram a sonhar juntos. Ia ser difícil, mas eles iam conseguir!

No entanto, ela não resistiu ao parto do pequeno Sangki.

Ao mesmo tempo que a maior tragédia de sua vida acontecia, Kiyong recebia uma proposta que garantiria sua futura carreira: jogar na divisão sub-17 do Jeonbuk Hyundai Motors FC. O garoto precisava aceitar. Sangki precisaria de um pai que, ao menos, pudesse garantir que sua vida seria confortável em algum aspecto; e era só aquilo que ele poderia oferecer.

Sua carreira deslanchou a partir disso. Aos 22 anos estava jogando na Europa, em grandes campeonatos. Aos 23, até fora convocado para a seleção coreana. O dinheiro que recebia era mais do que o suficiente para sustentar o filho, que era criado pela mãe de Kiyong.

De início, parecia ser um jogador exemplar. Não participava de noitadas, não se envolvia em polêmicas, treinava como nenhum outro, era reconhecido como um dos melhores até pelos rivais.

Mas não era o suficiente.

Kiyong nunca teve, de fato, um pai; o homem viveu alguns poucos anos com a família, tendo um relacionamento conturbado com a mãe de Kiyong. O odiava com todas as forças por ter abandonado sua família quando a irmã, Jinyoung, nasceu; por tê-lo feito amadurecer na marra e tornar-se o “homem da casa”; por nunca tê-lo procurado, nunca. Imaginava que o velho já estivesse morto, senão certamente viria atrás quando visse o filho na televisão. Toda noite, Kiyong se perguntava se seu próprio filho não se sentia assim. Se não se perguntava onde estava o pai, e por que não visitava.

Ao mesmo tempo, as memórias eram doloridas. Sentia-se culpado pela morte de Mihee; se tivessem se cuidado mais, se ele tivesse feito algo diferente! Tudo de bom que ele tinha, deixava um gosto amargo em sua boca. Ela merecia viver aquilo, ele não.

No fim das contas, por trás do grande artilheiro, tão amado pelos torcedores, estava uma fraude.

Kiyong sempre teve contato com drogas. Era o que todo mundo em sua volta acabava procurando para fugir de uma realidade indesejada - fosse a pobreza ou as cobranças da vida pública. Ele costumava ser o mais responsável de seus amigos. Usava o que precisava - bebida, cigarro e maconha - e rejeitava qualquer coisa que sentisse que não podia controlar tão bem. Mas agora, longe da família e com anos de ódio por si mesmo vindo à tona, não queria mais aquele controle.

Até hoje, não nega que a sensação de poder ser apenas um jovem inconsequente pela primeira vez em sua vida era libertadora. Deixou-se levar.

Drogas, bebida, sexo. Depois, treinos e mais treinos, campeonatos e taças. Ignorava ligações da família, mentia sobre fusos horários e sobre a vida que estava levando.

À noite, vinha o vazio.

Mais drogas, mais e mais, para preencher aquele buraco em seu peito. Até resultar em uma overdose. Por sorte, o amigo com quem dividia o apartamento o encontrou a tempo. Os meses seguintes foram marcados por visitas a hospitais e a reabilitação.

Para os torcedores, a imprensa e sua própria família, estava tratando uma lesão séria e precisaria ficar os próximos meses afastado. Mas os meses se tornaram um ano, e nenhuma notícia da volta do atacante.

Largar seu sonho parecia irreal.

Porém, ao ver o rosto preocupado do filho pela tela do celular, perguntando se o pai havia se machucado muito e se voltaria para a Coréia para que pudesse cuidar dele, Kiyong sabia o que devia fazer. Por mais que houvesse lutado uma vida toda para se tornar jogador de futebol, havia algo muito mais importante que ele precisava ser: um exemplo para seu filho, um bom pai, um bom homem.

Agora, aos 25 anos, Kiyong está de volta à Coreia. A compra da casa no Acropolis Complex (que, apesar de ainda ser uma mansão, consegue ser simples o suficiente para não ser tão destacável) veio da recomendação de seu agente. Buscava conforto, mas também uma maneira de viver longe da vida pública e da correria, e o condomínio parecia o lugar perfeito para isso.

Ainda batalhando com seus problemas internos, seus vícios e tentando reconstruir o que restou de sua vida, seu maior objetivo é cuidar do filho, que passou a morar com ele esse ano. Segue batalhando para se tornar digno de ser chamado de pai.