#everyone looks cute in a tiger hoodie

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I WANNA BE YOUR ENDGAME – Chapter 01

🏒❤️ A Hockey Romance feat. modern!Sukuna

Pairing: HockeyPlayer!Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: College AU, Hockey AU, fluff + smut Playlist: I wanna be your Endgame Word Count: 3k Warnings: 18+, smut in later chapters. Fuckbuddies to lovers. Sukuna smokes a cigarette in this chapter. Reader is a creative writing student. Sukuna is an ice hockey player + history student. This story will have approximately 10 chapters. Minors don't interact. Header by me. Divider @/benkeibear

MASTERLIST

The first time you meet Sukuna, you literally run into him.

It's a Thursday morning. You are running down the hallway while rummaging through your bag, searching for the printed copy of the short story that you have to hand in today. The irony isn't lost on you. The story contains a scene quite similar to this. But unfortunately, you aren't a rebel princess running out of a ballroom with her cloak dramatically billowing behind her. You are just a creative writing student in a mismatched pair of sneakers who is late for her class. The second time this week. To a class taught by a professor who sees it as a personal affront if someone shows up late.

You grit your teeth, trying to run even faster, when you finally see the printed copy you were looking for. You cheer inwardly. But your relief is short-lived. Because a second later, you crash into a solid wall.

You screech in shock, the force of the impact making you flat-out keel over without any warning. This will hurt, is the only thought that flashes through your mind. But a millisecond before you hit the hard floor tiles, your fall gets stopped, and you get pulled up again and set back on your feet. Everything happens so fast that you can only blink in confusion.

A pair of well-defined, tattooed arms comes into view. You stare perplexed at them, realizing that they are what stopped your fall. And what you also realize at that moment is that the "solid wall" you slammed into is the tall and muscular owner of those strong arms.

Your face is currently only inches away from his chest. A broad and buff chest in a soft-looking white hoodie with a very familiar crest embroidered on the front. Two crossed hockey sticks and a tiger with glowing red eyes and his mouth opening in a feral-looking growl.

Your head snaps up to look at the face of your savior (and the cause of your fall), and what already began to dawn on you gets confirmed the moment you see the tattoos on his handsome face: You just ran full speed into Itadori Sukuna, the star player of the ice hockey team. The Red Tiger himself, The King of the Ice, and whatever other titles he gets called.

Even though you are hardly a hockey fan, you know Sukuna. Everyone knows him.

Sukuna gets treated like royalty on this campus. He's a living legend. The star player of The Red Tigers, the most successful ice hockey team this college has brought out in over five decades. And Sukuna is the reason for that success.

You gulp hard and take a hurried step back.

Out of anyone you could have crashed into, why did it have to be him? Sukuna is feared on and off the ice. You have never spoken to him personally, only saw him from afar while heading to class or when you were at the same party as him, but his reputation as a bad boy precedes him. And the way he looks with his face tattoos and his strong and tall build only adds to those assumptions. Sukuna is definitely a very intimidating guy.

Your automatic response is to try to make yourself look as harmless and cute as possible, smiling a sheepish, apologetic smile at him.

"I'm so sorry! I was late for class, so I ran, and I didn't see you. Sorry!"

You look up at him with big eyes and a nervous smile, steeling yourself for a scolding.

But Sukuna just eyes you with an amused expression on his tattooed face. His eyes travel lazily over your face and body, making you more nervous with each passing second. You feel your cheeks become hot when Sukuna's gaze finally lands on your mismatched shoes, and the corners of his lips twitch.

You silently curse yourself for snoozing your alarm one too many times and ending up like this in front of the hot boy hockey star of all people!

Sukuna is looking directly into your eyes now, his lips lifted in a lopsided smirk.

"I don't mind getting bodychecked by a pretty girl like you. It would be different if it were an opponent on the ice, but you will get away with it, princess."

You are dumbfounded for a moment, mouth opening and closing several times. Is he mocking you? You eye Sukuna wearily as you mutter,

"Um, well... Thank you for catching me before I landed on the floor."

Sukuna just looks at you a moment longer with that lazy grin, and then he bends down to pick up the bag you dropped. He pushes it into your arms, and you grab it instinctively and hug it tightly to your chest as if it is your lifeline.

"And thank you for the bag."

You add while once again smiling sheepishly at him. Sukuna laughs softly, cocking his head and looking at you with an infuriatingly smug grin,

"Don't thank me so much. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have fallen in the first place."

"Yeah, I guess that's true. But still, thank you."

You cringe at your own words, sure that you sound like a total idiot, but you force yourself to smile broadly at Sukuna and wish him a nice day before you turn around and walk toward the creative writing classroom on rather wobbly legs. At least you don't have to hurry anymore, you think grimly. By now, you are definitely too late.

There's a prickling feeling on your neck as if you are being watched, and you are pretty sure that if you looked over your shoulder, you would see Sukuna still standing there and looking at you with that amused glint in his eyes.

You refuse to give in to the urge to check if you are right and instead keep walking. But your pulse is still racing. From the almost fall or from Sukuna's presence, you aren't sure.

You slip into the classroom, and your professor sends a death glare your way, snapping at you for not taking her course seriously and all thoughts of a certain pink-haired, tattooed hockey player are wiped off your mind as you mutter an apology, and you hurry to the nearest free seat.

You encounter Sukuna again a few days later.

You stand outside the Gojo Hall waiting for your dormmate Nobara when you catch a flash of pastel pink in the corner of your eyes. You lift your head and spot not only one pink head but two. The Itadori twins exit the building side by side, Sukuna, and Yuuji, both wearing their white team hoodies, making you wonder if there is some rule that the players must wear their team apparel 24/7.

You are still contemplating the secret rules of the hockey team when the brothers give each other a high five, and Yuuji leaves with a big smile on his face while Sukuna turns his head, and his gaze instantly lands on you.

Your eyes widen, feeling like the deer in the headlights. You curse yourself inwardly. Why did you let him catch you staring at him?

A smirk appears on Sukuna's tattooed face, and to your horror, he strolls towards you.

You try to act cool, nodding lightly at him, a short greeting in passing. Only to feel your heart jump to your throat when you realize that Sukuna won't just walk by. The resident hockey star stops beside you and casually leans against the brick wall right next to where you stand.

He lets his head fall back and tilts his face to the side, smirking down at you.

"No mismatched shoes today?"

You can't help it, a laugh bubbles out of your chest even as you feel your face get hot. You shake your head,

"Wasn't really my style."

"And here I thought you were some fashion icon or something. Did you make it to class in time after our little accident?"

You scrunch your nose as you remember the angry look and the mean comment your professor sent your way and shake your head,

"No. And now my professor hates me even more."

Sukuna laughs softly. He is so tall that you have to tilt your head back to look at his face. He looks good. Too good. Dangerously so. His pink hair is a pretty contrast to the dark red brick stones behind him. His angular face with the sharp jawline is accentuated attractively by the black lines inked into his skin. A second pair of eyes is tattooed right under his real ones, sitting high on his cheekbones, giving the impression that he is always watching you.

Sukuna is beautiful in a classic way, but at the same time, his tattoos and the way he carries himself make that beauty darker. Beautiful, like a fallen angel, maybe. His looks and his personality give him a dangerous aura. He is undeniably very intimidating. But the way he jokes around with you and looks at you in that playful manner makes you feel surprisingly at ease. Maybe that's why you grin at him and ask,

"What about you? Did your professor get mad, too?"

Sukuna shakes his head.

"Nah. I wasn't on my way to class. I had a team meeting."

You raise a skeptical eyebrow, remembering the empty hallway.

"But I didn't see any of your teammates."

Sukuna's smirk grows bigger, and he raises an eyebrow, too, as if it is a challenge.

"Because I work out all the tactics and do the analytics and shit, so I have to be there before anyone else. Setting up everything, you know?"

You nod slowly, not saying it, but you are surprised and even a bit impressed by his statement. Judging by his looks and reputation, you wouldn't have taken Sukuna for the type of guy who bothers with tactics and stuff. You always assumed he solved everything with pure strength and brutal fouls. Apparently, you were wrong.

Sukuna hums and shoves his large hands casually into the pockets of his grey sweatpants, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He wears black nail polish, you realize, and somehow that fact is so fascinating that you find yourself unable to look away from his long, tattooed fingers as he gracefully lights a cigarette and takes a deep drag that makes his eyelashes flutter.

Sukuna then holds the still-open cigarette pack out to you, wordlessly offering you one. You decline with a shake of your head and a:

"I didn't know hockey players smoke."

You are met with another of Sukuna's boyish smirks that makes him look way too charming. He cocks his head, eyes sparkling with amusement, low voice dropping to an almost seductive purr,

"And why not?"

You shrug, making an indecisive gesture with your hands,

"Isn't it making you slower or something?"

Sukuna huffs softly, looking smug when he says,

"Well, even if I smoked two packs a day, I would still be the fastest one on the ice, so I guess I will risk it."

You laugh. And as you do it, you realize, to your astonishment, that you feel surprisingly relaxed around the star player and resident bad boy.

You watch him nod towards a group of guys passing by, who congratulate him on the latest win. Followed by two girls who giggle and twirl their hair as they look at him and coo his name as if he is some pop star.

But Sukuna doesn't seem to see anything out of the ordinary. He just lazily blows out his cigarette smoke, not blessing them with more attention than a bored smirk.

Yes, he is a bit of an arrogant asshole and the way people treat him like he is a King or something is super irritating. But you can't deny that Sukuna has a certain charm. Lots of charm! All in all, the resident starboy doesn't seem so bad.

He is looking at you again. A deep gaze that makes your pulse accelerate with how inquiring and intense it is. As if he sees right into your very core.

"Why are you standing in the smoking area when you don't smoke?"

That catches you off guard. You blink and look around, searching for a smoking sign or something similar, but you don't see anything like it.

"Um... I didn't know this was the smoking area. I am just waiting for my dormmate."

After a moment, you add,

"I'm a secondhand smoker, though. Does that qualify, too, or are you gonna make me leave?"

You have no idea why you talk that way. Almost like you are flirting with Sukuna! He grins at you like a devil, attractive and playful and a little bit dangerous as he leans closer to you.

"You don't have to leave, princess. I'll make sure to blow my smoke your way if you are so into passive smoking."

You can hear the amusement in his low voice as he teases you. And he said it again, that name. Princess.

You are pretty sure that Sukuna calls a lot of girls that way, and it's pretty cliché, and coming from any other guy, you would probably find it cringe. But the way Sukuna says it, in his low, velvety voice, while he has that teasing smirk on his handsome face, makes you feel a strange fluttering in your stomach.

But you don't give him the satisfaction of letting him see the effect that stupid word has on you and instead roll your eyes playfully, looking challengingly at him, grinning just like he does,

"Go on then. I don't mind the smoke."

And Sukuna's eyes glint in amusement, never looking away as he leans down to you and takes a deep drag from his cigarette. He pulls it away from his lips and slowly blows the smoke into your face while watching you with half-lidded, cat-like eyes, smirking when he sees that you really don't turn away.

You shake your head and chuckle, feeling like you are sixteen again, and try to infiltrate the cool kids' clique by hanging around near their usual smoking spot. It's a bit stupid, maybe, but also fun.

Sukuna looks pleased, the tip of his tongue gliding over his front teeth as he grins at you.

"Good girl."

You bite your lip, looking up at him with big eyes, finding it hard to breathe suddenly, but not because of the cigarette smoke. You are relieved when Sukuna pulls away and announces,

"Well, it was nice sharing my smoke with you, but I have to go to the gym now. See you around, princess."

He winks at you and flicks the half-smoked cigarette gracefully to the floor, crushing it under the soles of his red and black Nikes.

"Have fun at the gym!"

Your voice sounds too chipper in your sorry attempt to act as if nothing happened, and Sukuna's eyes glitter with that seemingly ever-present teasing expression as he lets them trail over your face once again. He lets out a low chuckle and then jerks his tattooed chin at you in a casual goodbye gesture before he walks away with large, confident steps.

You watch him leave, laughing under your breath.

Sukuna definitely has a strong effect on people. He is confident and sexy, and a bit dangerous. But he also has a boyish charm that makes it easy to talk to him somehow. And it also makes it very hard not to stare after him.

Your gaze is still glued to Sukuna's tall figure and his broad shoulders when Nobara suddenly pops up beside you, making you jump when her elbow connects sharply with your side.

"What is going on between you and our hockey star?"

"What?"

"What were you talking about with Sukuna? And why are you staring after him like that?"

"Nothing. And I am not staring! I just... I ran into him a few days ago when I was late to class. Literally ran into him. That guy is like a wall. I bounced off him and fell. But he caught me. And yeah, that's all."

Nobara is staring at you with comically big eyes and a shocked, open-mouthed expression on her face,

"Why didn't you tell me about that? And now you're chit-chatting with him? Are you friends or what? Or are the two of you fucking?"

"Excuse me? No! Why would you even think that? I just exchanged a little small talk with him, Nobara! That is all!"

She huffs dramatically and pushes her ginger hair behind her ears,

"Good. Because he is an asshole. On the other hand, he is hot, but I think the asshole thing outweighs the sexiness. Maybe you could fuck him once just to get a taste. I mean, he is probably good in bed. And then you can avoid him and..."

"Hello? I don't plan on fucking Sukuna!"

You roll your eyes exasperatedly and push yourself off the wall you were leaning against, quickly walking away so Nobara won't see how flustered her words make you.

It's stupid, though! You really don't plan on getting involved with Sukuna! You barely know him, and just because he has a pretty face, a good body, and a bunch of sexy tattoos doesn't mean you want him!

Oh, are you sure about that, my dear Reader? Because I personally already want him ;)

Thank you so much for reading the first chapter!! I am so excited to finally share this story with you! I wrote some HockeyPlayer!Sukuna headcanons last year, and I couldn't get that version of him out of my mind again, so I knew I HAD to give him a new multi-chapter story. I am already deeply in love with this man, and I am so happy that I can indulge in him for several chapters now ;)

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Comments and reblogs would be very sweet ❤️❤️

In Chapter 2, Reader will see our sexy hockey star actually play.

[stevieschrodinger]

Eddie's an Omega. Not something he advertised but everyone seems to know anyway, because that's how high school works, apparently.

It doesn't help that Omega daemons are sweet little things. Cute little bunnies and squirrels and love birds and shit. Eddie wears a too big hoodie, even in the heat of summer, because he has a fruit bat with a five foot wing span wrapped around his torso. Turpentine maintains she doesn't mind - she sleeps most of the day anyway.

If Eddie's sort of friends ever asks, Eddie insists he has a field mouse hiding in his hair. If someone tries to bully him about it, well, then he simply insists he was born without. Likes watching the look of horror slide over people's faces at the very idea of being without their daemon.

It's your soul. Your heart. So it stands to reason your Daemon recognises your mates Daemon on sight.

Eddie is forced to watch in frozen horror, a one man audience to his own downfall, as Steve Harrington (super jock and King Alpha of Hawkins High) follows his god damn perfect Tiger Daemon (the most bad ass, Daemon in town, probably the state) as it walks right up to him, nudges the lump in Eddie's hoodie with her nose...and starts to purr.

[sefsagentdump]

more oc trivia

to the dismay of literally everyone he knew, let picked money for splatoon 2's money vs. love splatfest. vee and dutch rubbed money's subsequent loss in his face. he doesn't turf now, but he did end up advocating for team love during money vs. fame vs. love

peni is the type to start cleaning when she gets mad enough.

before going off on the sea expedition, junko asked yuki to hold onto everything she could in their shared apartment. yuki followed these instructions when she moved to the square, and junko got all her old stuff back when she surfaced, including her dad's university hoodie

yuki, after splat 2 but before splat 3, embarked on a journey to find her parents. she did eventually find them, thankfully, and found them just past the splatlands. her mother makes good tea.

yuki's parents live around the same area veronika's adopted parents live.

molly, specifically, is chinese-american.

junko learned how to drive, uh, maybe two years after she ended up in the square?

emiko likes romance movies (and books) while naoki and junko prefer horror.

emiko is the type to go 'eeek!!' when she's scared by something.

yuki thinks that junko (and also vee) are cute.

peni wondered what was up with her when they first met, and she still kinda does. jet's still trying to throw her off.

i might've mentioned this before, but peni does not like hospitals.

though peni's mom is from inkadia, her dad is not. he's from what used to be europe.

naoki does not like wearing her glasses. ('they make me look silly,' she thinks.) she does wear them if she's hard at work on her computer though.

i'm debating whether i want this to be canon or not, but marie and callie got cool sunglasses themed after them as some sort of promo deal thing or whatever in the splat 1 days. marie gave naoki the marie-themed shades as a joke.

peni, dutch (and vee to an extent), jet, and veronika would all destroy somebody for hurting someone they care about (junko, naoki, yuka, and molly).

naoki will go to sleep if there's nothing else for her to do.

yuka owns the witch set that debuted in splatoon 2.

jet would absolutely listen to the white stripes.

yuka likes to use emoticons and sometimes, kaomojis.

dutch's mom is known as sunny by her friends because of how nice and happy she is.

junko's dad nicknamed her 'little tiger' because of her playfulness and energy. he still calls her it, just not as much.

billie listens to older music (like, from early 1900s ME) rather than modern music.

after her dad went on some sea trip and never came back, billie's mother was a wreck. she just didn't show it. they were both stoic from then on and almost never spoke to each other ever. billie can barely remember what her mom sounds like.

she hasn't even admitted this to herself, but one thing she wants to do other than research is see her mom again.

[unlimitedhorsepower]

Ryan would dress as a sexy lion for the Sternbild heroes Halloween party. Or something. They get pix with their costumes on and the heroes with hidden identities are struggling. Keith is a dog and his helmet is inside the kigu hoodie. Etc. Ryan's ass is out. Karina (dressed as something like a cute fairy maybe) is fuming he looks like that, why can't he be more like Barnaby who's dressed as something sensible like idk. Period-accurate Sherlock Holmes.

Antonio is dressed as Wild Tiger late for work and everyone is saying he's just trying to be more popular but he's Kotetsu's bestie so obviously...... (The headlines are gonna break his heart.) Paolin is in a funny fried shrimp costume. Lara promised to be hot sauce, she hasn't dressed up for Halloween before. Subaru is in a homemade costume of his current fav kamen rider guy and it somehow comically falls apart and he's heartbroken. He tried to get Thomas go as Magneto but he's not dressed up as anything. Ivan is a samurai (not that much different). Nathan is a sexy devil or something red like that. But she's cute so it's fine. Unlike Ryan

[the-fangwild-guardian]

do you like tiger hoodies :^)

[ujimoo]

Things I think of when I think of: SVT

notes: these are things I think of when I think of the members of seventeen. these are my own opinions. this has also morphed into them as boyfriends as well, so enjoy both

bonus notes: sorry if this is kinda sucky, I tried my best but ideas haven't been coming to me as easily as they normally. Hope you still enjoy though

permanent tag list: @plutominho @soobin-chois

skz | seventeen

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seungcheol / s.coups:

FLIRTY !! back hugs, holding hands, cherries (especially cherry flavoured lip balm), oversized jumpers, "LOOK AT MY S/O!!", dog parents, bringing him and the boys food when they have practice, him swooning when you guys to domestic things, wants a family and for his boys to be uncles. take care of him and support him is the way to his heart because he's glad he can have someone to rely on especially when it comes to leading twelve other boys however, he wouldn't change it for the world. Honestly, I also see him screaming whenever you do something cute to him, I mean come on HIS GIGGLES?! Music to your ears. Choi Seungcheol Best Laughter !

jeonghan:

cheating on games, teasing, flirty banter, teaming up to (affectionately) annoy the other members. Cooking for everyone. Watching you and smirking because he knows you're who he loves and he's slightly cocky about it, but he also is just genuinely amazed at how you could love him as much as you do. and make sure he never forgets that. playfully scolding him when he teases the babies a bit too much. texting you random things, but when you text back he leaves you on read only for him to respond two hours later with 'lol, forgot to text you back'. Will spam you with face time calls when he's on tour or just when he's bored.

joshua:

serenading you, gentleman, watching you from across the room with a loving gaze, hand holding, low-key pda, wholesome couple, if spring was a person it would be joshua, I can't tell you why or how I feel this way, but I do. praises you, you guys have photos together, but not many, you as his home screen, a photo of you in his wallet, falling asleep on the sofa watching a movie at night whilst drinking wine, brings you flowers if you like them that is.

jun:

cats, lowkey matching items like rings or necklaces, mood rings, taking bad selfies together just because you can, tops/shirts with long sleeves, visiting cafes together, slow dancing at midnight in the refrigerator light, feeding each other, himbo junhui<3, watching the sunset and just watching the colours reflect onto his face, being so smitten with each other that everything he does just makes you blush and swoon, protective and sweet boyfriend jun = will do everything to make sure you feel loved and safe.

soonyoung / hoshi:

tigers, are we surprised? dancing dates, teaching you the routines for seventeen songs -- and even others that he might know, or he'd learn one you wanted to learn just so he could teach you. the stuffed animal claw machine at arcades. dancing in the rain. sending you selfies and texts anytime he can, helping you take off your make-up when you're tired if you wear makeup that is, CUDDLES, basically attached at the hip, always touching each other in some way. Be his #1 supporter because he's your #1<3

wonwoo:

gaming together, linked pinky fingers, sitting on his lap or between his legs when he plays a game, feeding him snacks, over-sized jumper, reading dates, picking out books for each other, annotating books for each other, winning you a stuffed toy, placing bets on who can win more tickets in the arcade. cooking for him, and enjoying food in general together. he's a quiet but sweet boyfriend, he does things more in actions than words, but his words are also just as sweet.

jihoon / woozi:

sweater/hoodie paws, studio dates, playlists, love expressed more in action than in words, songs about you (a whole separate folder of songs about you), marvel movie marathons, take-out dates aka bringing him take-out to his studio, matching anime pfps, another quieter boyfriend but still loving, he doesn't get jealous often doesn't feel the need to not because he doesn't love you or doesn't care, but he knows you love him and wouldn't do anything that would cause him to be jealous. loves you for you and the way you are and the way you treat his brothers.

seokmin / DK:

love notes on sticky notes randomly spread around your apartment, singing in the shower, daisy chains, the way the sun shines on a warm day, cheek kisses, hand holding, giggling at all times because he’s just so funny, singing on road trips, dancing in the kitchen in refrigerator light, comedy duo, sunshine couple, he has photos of you two in his wallet from a photo booth, him attempting to do your make-up if you wear it, wearing his jumpers cause they're always so warm and smell like him. he's a soft and loving boyfriend, not jealous in any way.

mingyu:

first of all husband material! cooking for you, cooking dates in general, photography dates, hand holding, hand on your waist, hugging you from behind, polaroid pictures in either your phone case or wallet, protective boyfriend! will always stay by your side especially if you're feeling anxious, always willing to go on adventures and to try something. he's also a baby though, so make sure to love and treat him well.

minghao / THE8:

art dates, fashion shows, motivational talks, real-life talks at 2am, realistic advice, photography dates, dancing at the studio and bringing them lunch/dinner, low-key matching outfits, candid photos, painting, and being each other's number one supporter. understanding and communicative. doesn't feel the need for jealousy or anything petty. will tell you things even if you don't want to hear them because he loves and supports you and wants the best for you

seungkwan:

laughter, basically being a two-person comedy show, warm hugs, sassy banter, giving each other (affectionate) glares, teasing when you're around other people, but alone you tell each other all the sweet nothings you could muster. playing with his fingers with you're cuddling and sitting together. can be jealous, but not because he doesn't trust you, but more other people, can glare and be petty towards other people. You're his and you're his favourite person so no one else can have you in a not creepy way.

vernon:

chaos, yet chill. ik it doesn't make sense, but at the same time, it does. colourful clothes, purposely taking bad photos. making memes of each other, having a folder, especially for each other and their photos (and memes), late-night dates where you don't do anything in particular, but just chill, vanilla that's the vibe I get from him, it's not bad and it might be classed as a basic smell, but its also a comforting aroma and that's what I see Vernon as, someone that brings comfort. no need for jealousy here people, vernon knows you and loves you and the same for you to him, so there's no need for that. having a cat baby together, sending photo updates of said cat baby.

chan / dino:

dino’s baby, dance dates whether that's at a class, in the studio or at home. wearing his clothes, getting you to take his photos for his Instagram, movie nights, a lot of laughter, mutual teasing, I don't think he'd get jealous that much but maybe he'd have moments where he'd doubt more himself and not you, streaming all of his danceology videos<3, him as your lock screen and home screen, you're his #1 supporter, you shower each other in this pure love that can make others jealous, wishing they had what you guys have.

[nayaaatv]

hoshi bf headcanons ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♥

# : fluff, gn!reader :)

warnings ! : mentions of food (if that counts)

wc ! : 0.5k

a/n : i love my tiger man, WONU IS NEXT >:)

requested by anon ! ♡

would try/do anything with u. like if u randomly asked him to bake a cake with you he'd say yes not even a second after you asked. even though he may not be good at it, like, at all, he'd do anything for u. he wants u in a good mood at all times!!

he LOVES making u laugh/smile. hes so into you fr its not even funny. like he'll do anything and everything to hear your pretty laugh. he'll tickle you, do something stupid, make a joke, whatever! he just wants to see his angel smile :_)

matching stuff for sure. okay you HAVE to admit that at least 85% of them are related to tigers. like he buys u matching bracelets like both of yours have tiger prints with ur names on it. AND LIKE DEFFO DEFFO DEFFO THOSE CHEESY MATCHING T-SHIRTS. something like "i love my bf→, ←the bf" he has no shame fr. he wants literally EVERYONE to know that he's yours and you're his.

cuddles and kisses. his 2 favorite things in the world. he loves those cuddles where your facing each other and your just doing wtvr :((. if your in public he would kiss you on the cheek or give u little pecks here and there, but when its just you two... omg.. something out of a fairytale fr. its not even funny.. your lips make him feel like he's floating. he sooooo loves those sweet long intimate kisses, only when you're alone though, but he loves them so much. he gets so sleepy and shy after them too, what a cutie.

mcdonalds dates. at 3 am. yep. 100%. its really random but its so fun. like your just hanging out in the parking lot doing nothing and everything whilst you eat your french fries. the both of you know almost all the employees that work the night shift because of the amount of times you've been. the drives home are so peaceful too!! sososososo calming. you're just vibing to the music playing with the windows open, admiring the sky and the beautifully lit up street. the best kind of comfortable silence. the sleep you get after feels amazing too. like when you get home you both just plop yourselves onto the bed and fall asleep, and then u wake up to him cuddling you like a koala its literally so cute.

he DEFINITELY has a polaroid picture of you in his wallet. or like on his phone case with a tiger sticker. a literal cutie.

he gets all giddy everytime he sees something that reminds him of u, its not even funny. like he'd just be walking around the mall and see a shirt that he think you'd love and he would buy it without even checking the pricetag fr. SOMETIMES HE DOESN'T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE THE FACT THAT HE HAS A BAGS OF CLOTHES IN HIS HAND WHILE WALKING OUT OF THE MALL. he was literally supposed to get new socks. im not even sure if he even bought the socks. all he knows is that you looked stunning in the 6 hoodies he bought you.

if u (dare) call him a hamster he'd only tolerate it bc its u. he loves u too much that hes letting it slide.... don't let it happen again though, silent treatment for the whole day. he'd come back in the middle of the night tho, because, again, he loves u too much.

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Soulmates 2

pickup lines and valentines by aloera

“Hey, isn’t that Kirishima’s hoodie?”

“Yes.”

“Why are you wearing Kirishima’s hoodie?”

“He’s my boyfriend.”

Ochako grins, ruffling his hair. “You’re so cute, Katsuki, honestly. Like, you’re the only person who thinks that pretending to date Kirishima is somehow less embarrassing than just admitting you’re cold.”

Bakugou and Kirishima find out that they're soulmates after two years of dating. Their friends are more than a little out of the loop.

Heart Strings by starofjems

Red. Red was all Bakugou could see sometimes. His father called this ability to see strings of fate a gift. Bakugou called it curse. He never wanted to be fate's pawn, never wanted to willingly play its games. More than anything, Bakugou had never wanted to know who was at the end of his string.

There was no turning back.

Little Words by nightmoonz

Everyone has a Soulmate, and the words you're born with are the first words your Soulmate says directly to you.

Bakugou was born with only one word, one word that is said far too often, so when Bakugou enters UA the last thing he expects is to find his Soulmate.

his is the sun by bwyn

“Now that is how you score a goal!” laughs Eijirou.

Bakugou doesn’t look at him until Eijirou’s hand comes down on his shoulder—then it’s the full power of eyes like fire and a grin like the god of war blasting Eijirou. He freezes for a beat, and in the time it takes for him to recover, Bakugou has already left Eijirou to jog back to the centerline, accepting whoops and hollers from his teammates with a slasher smile.

Eijirou has—seriously—never been more glad to have him on their team.

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An AU in which Kirishima and Bakugou meet on the soccer field and things spiral from there.

firedancer by kiroiimye

Eijirou has learned to love, from his mothers, his sisters, and Crimson Riot, and it shows on his body, in the way that the flowers are colored and several are stemmed and rooted, how he doesn’t have many flower scars and bruises, from where the flowers fade away.

But Bakugou? There’s barely an inch of color on him, only displaying pearly pale skin. Perhaps in another world, showing such simple skin is normal, but in the world they live in, where Quirks reigned dominant and floral tattoos are the norm, Bakugou is the outcast.

In which Kirishima Eijirou has been in love with his best friend for all of three years and the flower tattoos on his back just keep growing.

Heart Made For Taking Flight by timetoboldlygo

"You seem like you have a good soul, Bakugou," Kirishima grinned, acting like that was something sensible people said.

"That's the worst reason to save someone's life I've ever heard," Katsuki scoffed. "And I don't have a good soul." He'd know better than anyone.

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Katsuki trusted things he could see, things he could feel. Things he could back up with his own power. Souls were not included, so he didn't necessarily believe they existed. Really, he didn't even think about them, or hearts, or true love, or any of that bullshit. He didn't know or care if it existed and he didn't need to know, either.

Slowly but surely, one Kirishima Eijirou saves his life, remains by his side, and changes his mind.

Achromatopsia by PurplePersnickety

They lifted Bakugou up, Eijirou’s breath sliced into his lungs for a moment, and colour splashed across his vision. But the cavalry battle was about to begin. There was no time to consider it, or laugh, or talk, or do anything but meet Bakugou’s red eyes, red framed by yellow-gold-pale hair, and bare his teeth in readiness.

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Until you meet your soulmate, you only see one colour. When you touch your soulmate for the first time, the true colours of the world appear.

Unless, perhaps, you're colour-blind.

Tiger Lily by LunarFlare64

Kirishima Eijirou didn't want to stick his soulmate with something as permanent as a tattoo, not without permission.

Apparently his soulmate didn't feel the same way.

A tattoo war, of sorts? Playful tattoo drama? It's hard to explain but it works for them.

Soulmate AU where whatevers drawn on your skin appears on your soulmate's, and in a world like that tattoos are taken very seriously.

someone has to know by TuesdayTerrible

In which Kirishima gets hit with a quirk that leads him to the truth he's always known, and the sacrifice he's willing to make for it.

Or Bakugou Katsuki loses his best friend.

Now I'm Covered in the Colors... by CharWright5

Kirishima thought he didn't have a Soul Mate. Kirishima thought his crush's Soul Mate was someone else. Turns out, he was wrong about everything...

Let Me Know Where I Can Go To Save My Soul by sodomizzerr

Children get a single vision of their soulmate when they're around five, and only for a few minutes. And as much as Bakugou would love to have Shitty-Hair as his soulmate, he knows damn well the little fuck he saw had black hair and flat teeth.

show me where it hurts by JustAKilljoy

Bakugou's beginning to have panic attacks at night, ones that don't belong to him. In which Bakugou learns to love someone else, and Kirishima learns to love himself.

Soulmate AU

[onlymingyus]

GIRL I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW HOSHI ROT SAME SAME.

So. I have a few.

- I bet Hoshi it's the type to squeal and get hyped when you do little things: set a pic of him as your lockscreen, support his tiger agenda, stay awake waiting for him to get home... I bet he'd tell everyone about all those things.

- He's absolutely the type to get matching things for you both: hoodies, silly pajamas, phone cases ...

And now for the true brain rot:

- I see him being open to try new things in bed but I think he'd hesitate a lot when it involves "hurting" you in some way (like spanking or edging) Like, he'd say "Okay let's do it!!" And then in the last moment scream "Ahhhh I can't" and hide his face in your neck

- You could surprise him with nice lingerie one day and then he'd get obsessed with it and randomly buy you cute sets for you to wear (and for him to ruin)

I'll be back if I remember more brb

Me opening this ask and being overwhelmed with feelings. But fr thank you for sending it in. Lets go over these one by one shall we?

I bet Hoshi it's the type to squeal and get hyped when you do little things: set a pic of him as your lockscreen, support his tiger agenda, stay awake waiting for him to get home... I bet he'd tell everyone about all those things.

100% percent. Imagine him just bragging to the rest of the group about how supportive you are. Holding you close, nuzzling your cheek with his nose as he takes your phone and shows your lockscreen to like Jihoon. Who ofc just rolls his eyes. "My baby loves me so much." You'd be so embarrassed but then just pick up his phone and show them the picture he has set of you. "Looks like my baby loves me so much too?" He'd just laugh and kiss your neck nodding.

- He's absolutely the type to get matching things for you both: hoodies, silly pajamas, phone cases ...

Like no joke every time he comes home you get a new matching item. He gets that cute little cat beanie, well so do you just in a different color. "Couple beanies!"

- I see him being open to try new things in bed but I think he'd hesitate a lot when it involves "hurting" you in some way (like spanking or edging) Like, he'd say "Okay let's do it!!" And then in the last moment scream "Ahhhh I can't" and hide his face in your neck

LOL I love this so much. The idea of him nodding and just being like I can do that sure. Being such a daddy about it. All sexy. Getting you naked, all laid out for him. His hand running over your ass then as soon as he's about to slap your ass he just laughs and hides his face. "But what if it hurts?!" You would just groan into your pillow as he kissed your neck and ran his fingers between your legs trying to make you feel good instead. "That's the point Soonyoung...a little pain feels good baby." Now you've peaked his interest again.

- You could surprise him with nice lingerie one day and then he'd get obsessed with it and randomly buy you cute sets for you to wear (and for him to ruin)

You'd have more lingerie than clothes and then imagine you decide to wear like a corset top under a blazer in public??? He's fucking done for. He's drooling into his dinner. He's undressing you with his eyes the entire dinner and then by the time he has you in the car he's got his fingers buried inside you muttering in your ear about how fucking delicious you look. How he can wait to ruin your lingerie and you.

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[harryfeatgaga]

I meant to send this yesterday but I knocked tf out without finishing so I hope y’all are still on the holiday vibes. It’s not Thanksgiving without me crying in a bathroom lol, I was just like sobbing into my hoodie that I was wishing was Harry’s or a boyfriend’s hoodie that smelled like them to get comfort from but I’m alone af. So then my mind kept wandering throughout the day of course, and then posts from the show really pulled me in. 

How cute would it be if Harry scheduled tour dates around being in your hometown for Thanksgiving, so you didn’t have to choose between being with your family and staying with him on tour? It’s the night before Thanksgiving and you’re finishing up a wild game night with all your cousins—Harry insisted you stay with family to have those memories instead of being in a boring hotel, and your aunt & uncle have a spare basement bedroom/bathroom. 

Sitting in his lap at the dining room table so there was room for everyone to play got you so wound up, his big hands resting on your thighs, or occasionally slipping under your shirt to rub at your side/hip. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it, it’s just second-nature for him to have his hands on you—he knows how much you love and crave his touch and he takes pride in being able to soothe you that way.

The games end and everyone starts going their separate ways to get some rest before the big day. Harry had just opened another beer with a couple of your guy cousins, so you tell him you’re going to go shower and get comfy. He comes into the suite just as you’re walking out of the bathroom wrapped up in his robe, giving you a smirk and quick peck in passing as he goes to take his turn. 

You throw your wet hair into a loose bun before grabbing one of his hoodies from his Mickey Mouse Gucci bag laying open at the foot of the bed. Letting the robe drop from your shoulders, you slide the hoodie over your head and breathe the familiar scent in deep immediately, relishing in the warmth and comfort of Harry hitting multiple senses of yours. 

You’re sitting on the bed rubbing coconut oil into your feet when the bathroom door swings open and it’s Harry’s turn to walk up to the Gucci bag. He gives you a wide smile before bending down to search the contents, biceps flexing as he digs in. “Comfy, baby?” 

You can’t even draw your eyes away from the expanse of tan, smooth skin…everywhere…glistening with water droplets falling from his hair. His bare arms that hold you so well, so tight. His bare chest that is so strong yet so comfortable for you to lay your head on. 

“Very. I do think I could be *comfier* though, actually.” 

He chuckles and hums as he steps into a pair of briefs, picking up the towel that was around his waist and the robe you abandoned and carrying them to the bathroom hamper. He turns around just in time to get a sneak of your ass peeking out from the hem of your—his—hoodie, it riding up a bit as you crawl up the bed to toss the decorative pillows out of the way and pull the sheet and comforter back from where they were tucked in.

Harry walks around to the other side and then joins you up on the bed, resting his back against the headboard. You knee your way over to him, swinging one leg over his and settling into his lap with your wet, bare bottom half resting directly on his thigh, smothering the tiger tattoo. 

“Holy…warn a guy next time, hmm?” He teases, reaching out to wrap his arms around you, keeping you close. You giggle as you settle in, wrapping your own arms up around his neck, tucking your head into his warm, bare chest.

“Mmm, looks so good on you, love. You have a good night with everyone?”

You silently nod into his chest, and you tighten your arms around his neck, trying to press every inch of yourself into him, hips rocking a bit.

One hand of his goes up to the back of your head, the other slipping down from your waist to your hips as he gets the message, holding you tight to him. “Y’okay?” 

“Just want to be close. Want you everywhere.” 

“Whatever you want, love. Whatever, wherever.”

His sincere words stirred the heat building in your core. You lean up onto your shins and let arm drop from his neck, reaching your hand inbetween your bodies to caress his cock through the briefs. 

“Thought y’were tired?” He groans, already stiffening up.

“Just want to be close,” you repeat. “You know.” 

He nods. He does know, and lifts his hips to help you guide his briefs down his legs, tossed somewhere carelessly. 

His cock springs free, you give it a couple strokes before raising up again to guide him into your center. You just want him so bad, the warmth and comfort he fills you with the way nobody else can. You wince and he groans in pleasure as you sink down as fast as you can, not fast enough. 

“Easy, take it easy. Not goin’ anywhere.” You shake your head and bear down, letting every inch of him fill you to the hilt. “Breathe, baby. M’right here.” His words and a twitch from inside you bring you back down, realizing you were actually holding your breath. Finally feeling full of him the way you wanted all day, you take a deep breath in and sigh it all out, feeling every bit of tension melt away. Referencing your earlier comfort level, you tell him, “That’s better.” 

OHHHHHHHHHH MY FUCKING GOD LITERALLY A FIC HOLY SHITTNTJRNDJD IM OBSESSED WHAT THE FUCKKKDKJSKSKKSKS

[an-oc-machine]

Totally not copying @moonbaycitizens because I saw a friend reblpg their post /sarc

Anyways thanks for the idea! :D

Here’s what my ocs would wear for Halloween!

Vampire universe

Kame - probably a costume based off of a corny ass pun (Ex. A bookworm)

Ritsu - a bat

Adeline - a sexy mouse (mean girls reference, I feel like Adeline would love mean girls)

Niko - a black cat

Fang - a flower

Takagi - a witch

Collapsing Hope

Ren - they wouldn’t dress up, they’d just stay at home

Emily - an Angel

Atticus - magician

Emiko - a pumpkin

Alani - a cat

Akira - some mythical beast you probably haven’t even heard of

Madeline - something to match with Luci

Luci - something to match with Madeline

Haruto - he’d get a mask from spirit Halloween or something and call it good

Daiki - a koala

Mina - she stays at home and studies, she doesn’t dress up for Halloween

Tenko - a vampire

Riley - a basketball player

Soda - a really lazy ghost costume

Leo - too embarrassed to go trick or treating

The webcomic I still don’t have a name for

Penny - a werewolf

Viktor - doesn’t dress up but still likes to go with Penny

Eva - gets a 5$ witch hat from Walmart and says she’s a witch

Kel Kinnie Moment + other ocs that don’t have a universe

Lucy - a glow in the dark skeleton

Kara - a witch

Alex - doesn’t dress up but still goes trick or treating for candy

Camii - a tiger

Chen - a ghost

Diana - a slutty nun

Reagan - he’d make a closet cosplay of prep from boyfriends just to fuck with everyone who compared him to prep

Cameron - one of those inflatable suits that makes it look like an alien is kidnapping you

Kenny - he’s pretty broke so he can’t really do much, he’d probably just make a closet cosplay of Kenny from South Park

Rosa - would pretend to be too good for trick or treating because their parents don’t want them too (Rosa still secretly wants to go really bad)

Marcy - also would wear a costume based on a pun

Ace - bill cipher from gravity falls

Ezra - he wouldn’t even try to put something together 💀he’ll just flip up his hoodie (which has cat ears btw) and just say he is a cat and if anyone argues against it he’ll just meow in return then walk away

Carol May - stays at home and gives everyone candy :D

Kana - a cute bunny

Shinigami project

Toru - mad scientist

Shin - a zombie

Bruno - one of those purge mask mfs

Joanne - a werewolf

Siri - some book character

Once again, thanks @moonbaycitizens for the idea! Byeee!

[pattysplaceofplaces]

Tiger’s Heart

Prologue

     “Hey sorry I’m late!” You carelessly dropped your backpack down in the grass and sat next to the platinum blonde. You were still in your cheerleading uniform, the makeup, with several colorful hairpins in your hair. You were stunning.

On top of the grassy hill with the creek not too far behind. “I hope this isn’t too much to ask but…” Sheena didn’t care, many people were curious, not because they would miss her. “I heard you were moving to some new fancy dorm school? Is that true?” Why are the words were stuck in her throat? Well she knew why, but it’s not like she was going to confess to you or anything. It was just small talk. She nodded and muttered out a soft “yeah.” that was carried away by the wind. Yet no matter how quietly she spoke you always heard her, made her feel heard. You clasped your hands together and smiled. “That’s great I’m so proud of you! Not everyone has the brains you do.” Sheena was an honor student yet that wouldn’t mean anything at a school for thieves. She nodded and you continued to speak, not that she minded your voice was the only symphony she could get herself lost in. “Although I am going to miss you, apparently you’re leaving today? Did you not want to tell me?” 

“It’s not like that..” The pull strings on her hoodie were woven between her fingers. “Goodbyes can just be sorta hard I guess.” You nodded and moved closer. “I get that. I can’t imagine how scary it is to leave home.” You smiled yet she looked away ashamed. What did Sheena do to deserve you? You were confident, gorgeous, and smart. Yet she was just some thief who lived with eleven cats and her grandmother who wouldn’t even look at her anymore. 

“I’m gonna miss you, I bet the whole team will too.” She knew they wouldn’t. You were cheer captain, the only reason she tried out for the team and the only reason she got in. Sheena wasn’t an idiot. In front of you they acted all sweet to her, but when you turned your back they would whisper and glare. She decided not to tell you because she didn’t want you to get picked on because you defended someone as feeble as her. “This might be a bit silly but I wanted to give you this.” You took one of the hairpins out of your hair, a pink one. Did she even deserve to touch it? Yet if she resisted maybe you would change your mind so she took it and clipped it to her bangs. “Thanks…It’ll help keep the hair out of my face and maybe it will help me make friends too.” God she sounded so lame.

Yet you never seemed to see her that way. “You look great! It matches your hoodie and pink is such a cute color on you.” The moment was interrupted by your phone going off. “Sorry,” you reached into your bag to look at the contact. “I gotta go.” Before you stood up you hugged her and her heart stopped. Sure you were a bit sweaty but getting a hug from you almost reduced her to tears. Sheena put her hands on your back and closed her eyes. Oh how she’d miss your voice and the smell of your probably overpriced conditioner. 

You stood up and put on your backpack. Before you left you looked at her sitting on the flowery hill. “I’m sure we’ll see each other again. You have a great life ahead of you!” And like that your were gone, running through the grass while assuring your ride that you were coming.

She sat there, watching you go. Once you were farther away she let herself sob out loud. Why her? Why did it have to be her?

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“Tigress we’re gonna be late! All of us are waiting on you!” She rolled her eyes at Crackle’s snippy attitude. It was understandable why he was on edge, this was their first caper but he needed to chill. “It’s called being fashionably late.” Tigress opened the drawer next to her bed and put an item in with such care. She closed  the drawer uncharacteristically gently then walked out. 

“Well you’re going for a new look, ay kitty cat?” Tigress scoffed as they made their way through the hallways to the helipad. “What makes you say that?” Thank god Black Sheep wouldn’t be there she would make this more annoying for Tigress. “There’s not a speck of pink on you!” She put a hand on her hip. “One, I look good in pink. Two, I am not risking losing or breaking it.” 

[psychdelia]

okokok i’m personally a long haired billy stan and i would have loved to see him grow his hair out super long and curly but,,, post s3 billy with short hair. the sides are cut but on top he has a mess of unruly chopped blonde curls that are short but growing out.

when he first leaves the hospital he wears jackets and hoodies with the hood up. if he doesn’t have a hood, he wears beanies and keeps them covering his ears. whenever people ask why, he just says he’s cold. which. isn’t a lie, but more a variation of the truth. he does run cold these days, much prefers sweatshirts to half unbuttoned tops (but he does miss those during the summer.)

he’ll never admit to being insecure about his ears. he feels they’re a little big. maybe stand out too much. the worst is when they turn red when he’s blushing or cold and they draw more attention to themselves. he’s always hated them, since his mom left up until now. she would always tuck his hair behind his ears, tell him that he’s perfect with a kiss to the forehead. he hasn’t had anyone to do that for him in years.

when he woke up in the hospital to short hair, he cried. pressed his hands over his ears, hiding them and blocking out all the beeping machines and white noise around him, breath ragged as he silently sobbed into the pillow.

his hair had grown out a little by the time he was able to leave the hospital. the sides weren’t as bare and the top of his head consisted of blonde curls that weren’t long enough to style but too short to keep contained in hoods and beanies. a couple of curls usually spilled out onto his forehead. when he moved in with joyce, she took on the role of moving his hair out of his face with a gentle touch and warm smile. she’d ask, “you bringing the mullet back anytime soon, blondie?” and billy would chuckle. shrug as he responded with a “think i’m just gonna let it grow out.”

max and the other little shits liked to mess with him. they were afraid of him in the beginning, kept their distance and avoided him at all costs. he couldn’t blame them, though, as he had grown afraid of himself as well. it took lots of therapy and joyce holding him as he broke down countless times about the way his now trembling, scarred hands were used to kill against his will. however, once the party discovered he had gone soft due to a miscommunication about the walkie talkie channels and they all woke up at 2am to billy crying and quietly calling max’s name because he had a bad dream about all the shit he put her through before possession... well they just weren’t as afraid of him. they’d bug him as if he was their older brother. kept tugging at his hoodie strings, stealing chips out of his bowl, begged him to watch movies and play d&d with them. he refused to play d&d never lasted through a movie, always fell asleep halfway through to the sound of the tv and not-so-quiet whisper commentary, mostly coming from dustin.

on one cursed evening, everyone was there for movie night. piled on one couch and the floor were the party, robin, steve, and billy on the other couch, steve sitting between the two. nancy and jonathan managed to slip away but not before billy glared at jonathan since he couldn’t leave AND they were supposed to smoke tonight, earning an apologetic thin smile and shrug. as usual, he got halfway through whatever the shits were making him watch again before falling asleep. except this time his head landed on steve’s shoulder, curls spilling out of his hood and brushing his forehead and steve’s neck. he woke up when the movie ended, groggy and tired with his face buried in the crook of steve’s neck. he groaned, annoyed at dustin, mike, and lucas all talking over each other at the same speed and volume, not processing the position he was in until steve chuckled and he felt the rumble against his lips. it sent billy flying back towards the couch edge, suddenly awake as he stared at steve with wide eyes and pink cheeks.

“woah, hey,” steve looked at billy as if he were a wild animal, approaching him with gentleness and warmth. “mornin’ tiger. you fell asleep man, no biggie.”

billy swallowed the dry lump in his throat down, tense muscles finally going lax as he slumped against the couch. he glanced up only to find steve smiling and robin smirking knowingly, sipping on her coke as she stared at a frazzled billy.

the two got closer after that, steve and billy. steve always sat down closest to billy, sometimes making room for himself in a space much too small, gently shoving billy aside to plop down before pulling billy half onto his lap. one time in particular it was billy who had left his room to find no open seats available. steve just. stood up and grabbed billy’s hand, dragged him back to his original spot on the couch. billy figured steve was offering his spot up. was in the surprise of his life when steve plopped back down and grabbed billy’s hips, urging him down onto his lap. billy’s cheeks immediately reddened. sitting on steve’s lap, his back to steve’s chest, was already one thing. to be in a full room with everyone’s shocked eyes on them?

billy tried to escape. he really did. steve had other plans if the strong arm he wrapped around billys waist and the softly whispered “relax” was anything to go by. it took about ten minutes for billy to relax in steve’s arms and lean back against him. his cheeks remained red, alongside the tips of his ears hidden under a beanie. he hadn’t expected steve to grab onto his hips, gently squeeze his love handles and press his thumbs into them as he hooked his chin over billy’s shoulder. by the time he managed to sneak his hands under billys sweatshirt, skin-on-skin contact as he grabbed at his hips again, fingertips digging into the new softness, billy was a wreck. his face was on fire, his body betraying him with every hitched breath and lean back into steve’s embrace. he nearly lost his mind as steve pressed a kiss to the back of his neck, now shaved bare and exposed to the world, hidden from the room around them. billy scrambled to get up, rushing to the kitchen with a mumbled “thirsty,” eyes glued to the floor.

and of fucking course steve followed him into the kitchen. he shot him a weak glare when steve asked, “what’s wrong, baby? my lap not as comfortable as my shoulder?” while grabbing at billys hips again, urging him close. billy gave in, letting steve pull him close and rest a possessive hand on the small of his back, holding their bodies flush. “you’re an asshole.” billy huffed, shaking his head. a few stray curls fell into his face and steve’s other hand shot up, fingers twitching, hesitating before reaching over and pulling billys beanie off.

and like. billy wasn’t expecting that. he was maybe expecting a cheek cup or a finger tucking his hair back into place. but now he stood exposed, growing curls messy atop his head and the tips of his ears red, out for the world to see. he saw as steve’s eyes looked his face over, lingering on his flush and then his lips for a second too long before flicking over to his ears. he hummed softly.

“you’ve got cute ears,” steve murmured, leaning in and pressing a kiss below his lobe. “and a cute blush.” steve took his pierced lobe into his mouth, metal hoop cold against his tongue. “and an even nicer ass.” the hand on the small of billy’s back dipped lower, grabbing a handful of ass and squeezing.

billy smacked steve’s chest playfully, huffing out an “asshole” as steve cackled, pressing kisses up his neck before planting one on his lips.

[jeonggukkiepabo]

i hope you and becomingbts are having a nice summer!! You deserve it after many stressfully chapters💛 I have a idea for a drabble too because namjoon didnt have a lot of part yet. Maybe they go out to the zoo for a date?🦘

Oh my god, this is the cutest little idea ever! 😭 I decided to let all of them tag along and go together, I hope you don't mind!

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The end of spring has always been your favorite season, the crisp morning air slowly turning into a warm breeze and fading into an almost hot noon.

The perfect time for a trip to the zoo - at least that's what Namjoon decides as he wakes all of you in the morning with a bright smile.

The two youngest boys almost beam out of bed at the thought of seeing wild animals, happily sharing a shower to "safe water"-even though all of you hear their muffled moans through the thin walls.

Jimin is excited to see the botanical garden and the pet zoo, heading over to the bakery to get some goods for a nice breakfast.

As Namjoon comes to wake you and Yoongi up, the older men's arms and legs tightly wrapped around you, his nose buried into the nape of your neck, soft breathing-and even slight purrs-hitting your exposed skin. "Y/N, love, wake up," Namjoon whispers as he kisses your forehead until you start to stir. He sits down on the side of your bed, gently caressing your head. "I planned a day at the zoo for us, everyone is coming."

You open your heavy eyes, smiling at your boyfriend and purse your lips, waiting for your good morning kiss. Namjoon complies with a whipped smile, then he looks over tp Yoongi.

It's sad, the fact that they didn't mate yet, but the time just hasn't come for them. Maybe one day.

"Make sure Yoongi gets up too, okay? I'm making some coffee and prepare some lunch for us to take."

Almost twenty minutes later, you come down into the kitchen with a clingy and sleepy Yoongi still wrapped around you. The maknaes laugh, but one sharp look from the blonde man is enough for them to shut up.

"'m sleepy. Don' wann' walk. Jus' wann' coffee," he makes grabby hands at the cup that Jimin prepares for him, sitting down next to you at the breakfast table, head already on his arms.

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"I want to see the tigers, Ggukkie, c'mon!" Taehyung grabs Jungkooks hand as he runs towards the direction of the wildcat area, earning a growl from Namjoon. "I thought we were going to stay together."

Yoongi, hair hidden unter his beanie and face mask over his face, shrugs. "I don't care, let the kids play. What do you want to see, Jimin?"

"I want to go to the pet zoo later, but I was kind of planning to sit down alone at the botanical area and maybe draw a little bit," the peach-haired men smiles sheepily. Namjoon sighs. "Sure, go ahead, we'll just meet at the pet zoo later." He kisses his boyfriend goodbye and looks at Yoongi and you. "And now?"

You smile tugging both of them with you. "The three of us will enjoy the zoo and see every animal, I don't mind walking through the entire place!"

Yoongi smiles at you and walks along. You're truly beautiful in your summer dress paired with some Air Force's that Jungkook got you a while ago. There's no makeup on your face, just the glow of sunscreen and carefreeness.

"Did you know that red pandas belong to the group of dogs? Amazing!" As soon as you arrived at the first shelter, Namjoon started rambling about every animal fact that he knew of. "Did you know that I don't care as long as they look cute?" Yoongi mutters and you giggle.

Namjoon gasps and points his finger at Yoongi. "Moron." Yoongi smirks. "Just because your head is as big as Jimmy Neutron's. IQ my ass, it's just a balloon in your head."

The bickering continues until you meet up with the rest of the boys at the pet zoo, Taehyung and Jimin are already inside the fence and busy themselves with the sheep to pet as Jungkook sips on a slushee.

"Cute," you squeal as you see a baby goose and run towarda the fence too, easily stepping in and kneeling down next to the small animal to pet it.

Jungkook and Yoongi busy themselves outside of it, sitting on a bench in the shade to takr a few pictures of you and your boyfriends.

Namjoon shily tries petting a sheep, but it keeps on ramming his head against his thigh until Namjoon sighs and gives up, heading over to look at the chickens.

There's a small cat that curiously watches Yoongi, hiding behind some flowers before slowly walking towards the two men who don't even see it coming. Then, with a quick jump, the cat settles on Yoongi's lap, who yelps. "Lord, what is this?" He pokes the cat with his finger, noticing that it starts purring instantly, using his two little front paws to hold Yoongi's finger and gently bites into it. Yoongi scowls. "Bad kitty," but he doesn't move, nor removes his finger.

Jungkook giggles quietly, taking pictures of Yoongi playing and cuddling with the kitten until the maknaes are coming back with loud screaming, scaring the kitten. It hisses, climbing up on Yoongi's shoulder and hides in the hood of his hoodie.

All of them coo at Yoongi and his new friend, teasingly joking about them, but Yoongi somehow doesn't mind right now, because he sees the adoration and love in their eyes and he just knows that he's safe with them.

"Can we get a kitten? Can't we just take this one home?" You ask your boyfriends, glancing at the small ball of fur that fell asleep with its head on Yoongi's shoulder.

"Maybe one day," Namjoon smiles, "when we're all moving into a bigger house, okay?" He looks at Yoongi with nothing but love in his eyes, causing the older to blush and shy away. Jungkook cooes and presses a kiss to both of their lips. "One day," he promises as well.

[alreadyblondenow]

I couldn’t wait a little longer

Johnny Suh x reader // SMUT, SMUT, fluff, angst

Themes: idol! au, strangers to lovers, 

Word count: 4k

Summary: You two were never together longer than two days, but the feelings, oh the feelings that you have for each other is clear as the day. It was a never-ending try of making the relationship official. Johnny tried, you tried but it never happens. 

Warnings: smut on smut on smut. mentions of other idols, swearing,  unprotected sex, rough sex, sad ending, mentions of alcohol, getting drunk and ended up to a stranger’s hotel room, dont do that in real life please, size kink?, blowjob, fingering, mentions of being rushed to the hospital, 

A/N: I did this in one sitting.Inspired by the recent dream that I had (Johnny and Seulgi are dating) and they look fucking cute cuddling in bed. This is only a made up story and theres no way in hell that this is true. Again, if something about the warning doesn’t sit well on you, click away. This will be the last something something before I focus on writing for halloween. hihi. Smut after the cut!

Short breaths in between kissing Johnny’s soft lips, feeling every slow thrust he gives, the man above you is careful not to put his entire weight on you. His hands are traveling around your body, feeling your soft skin, and caressing your face touching your lips gently. You took a peek and looked at his wrists to check if he’s wearing his expensive Rolex watch. 

If he removed it, he’s going to stay the night. If he wears it during sex, he will leave right after it. 

Tonight, he removed it and you couldn’t be happier. You kissed him more, deeper than ever, and reaching for his hand to intertwine it with yours. “I’m happy you’re here” you whisper, feeling yourself more on edge ready to hit your orgasm any second. He smiled and told you, “Me too. You make my life peaceful” then he kissed your lips, down to your neck and the valley of your boobs, sucking and licking your hard nipples. After a few more deep thrusts, he released inside you savoring an amazing orgasm while kissing you softly. 

You feel Johnny’s hot breath, you see his brows furrow, eyes closed and lips parted as he continues to thrust in you for your release. “Oh, Johnny- ohhhh” you let out a quiet moan, so quiet that it’s only just for the two of you. 

The view of Johnny’s sweaty face with lidded eyes that looked at you deeply is something that will make your heart beat fast. He smiled sweetly to you, still not moving from the sex position, still not removing his cock from inside you. “Let me admire you for a second, “ he said with a smile. 

“Hmm. I’ll do the same” you replied softly, not ruining the comfortable silence of the room. “I see you’re going to stay the night?” you added. 

He chuckles and caressed your face softly which you catch it with your hand and kiss it, “yeah, I’ll stay. I’m sorry if I’m like this, I’m sorry I can’t come to you every night” 

“Hey, don’t say that. Every time we meet again, it's becoming sweeter and sweeter than before. Can’t blame what you love doing” it’s hard to convince Johnny’s mind that you’re perfectly fine but you tried anyway. 

“How about my love for you. I seriously want to do this Y/n, you’ve seen me try. And you’re right, every time we meet again I fall for you more and it’s getting harder to leave this place” he kissed both of your hand pecks after peck until he reaches your lips, your chest, your boobs, tickling you on your sides and making you laugh. 

“You know I love you, right? And I'm so in love with you” he did it again, spreading kisses on your bodies. 

“And I love you too” you answered breathlessly. You talked some more but not about dwelling on how your relationship could have been or about what-ifs. He talked about his days telling you every detail and you listen to him attentively, he asks about you and you tell him about work, your plans, and everything you could think of telling him. Mostly he wants to hear you talk more than he wants to talk because he’s just that in love with you, he wanted to know every part of your being. 

You two were never together longer than two days, but the feelings, oh the feelings that you have for each other is clear as the day. It was a never-ending try of making the relationship official. Johnny tried, you tried but it never happens. 

Nine months ago

It was pretty quiet at the hotel and you assume everyone is sleeping already in their rooms. You removed your three-inch heels the moment you got in the elevator, too drunk to press something, too drunk to remember your hotel room. “Can you remember the room number?” You chuckle and came closer to him, using your toes to reach his pink lips. You kissed him before the elevator dings and opens on the 27th floor. 

Too drunk to even walk straight, Johnny grabbed your shoulder and guided your way. “I want to sleep already” you whine as you follow Johnny, waiting for him to open the door. “Yes, be quiet people are sleeping” he tried to hush you as he walks you in the hotel room and gently place you in bed. 

He let out a big sigh wondering what to do with you. He’s never taken care of someone really drunk before. “My head hurts!” You shouted, making Johnny panic and look for a glass of water. For a drunk person, you were pretty demanding, loud and talkative. “Okay, tiger. What else do you want?” You make him follow everything you asked him to do and he was the cute fool who follows through.

“Kiss me and I will shut up” you waited for the kiss, he was hesitating but he gave in. Kissing you softly like you’re not drunk, his lips are soft and cold. “Now please, rest” he gave you another peck, making you shut up completely. 

As you wait in the cold bed with the fluffiest pillows under your head, you ask for Johnny to come join you. “Let me change you in something comfortable “ you hear him gently asks permission to unzip your dress, you nod in approval telling him to unclasp your bra too. He was quiet the whole time he was taking your clothes off, secretly admiring your soft skin, stopping himself from licking your hard nipples, and imagining his hands all over your body. Wanting to do all of those, he cant because you’re too drunk and he cant take that risk. 

The moment you’re exposed with only your laced panties on, he let out a big sigh again before putting his hoodie on you. “Thank you” you gave him a peck on the lips before he made his way to the bathroom and change. 

Johnny lay down beside you, eyes closed and rubbing his forehead. You on the other hand, is still drunk and wants attention. You drank the water that he gave you earlier and put much ice that you want in your mouth. Carefully crawling from your side of the bed going to Johnny’s side. Between his legs to be specific. 

“Hey - what are you doing?” Johnny tried to get up but your hand is already taking care of his pajamas and briefs, palming his cock to make him calm. Already turned on and too late to stop you from your plan, he relaxed himself waiting for your next move.

Careful with the ice in your mouth, you suck his cock slowly. Letting the ice make him feel good and hard at the same time. Bobbing your head slowly, playing with ice inside your mouth. You hear Johnny whine and curse over and over again, “fuck! Add more ice” and so you did, making his cock sensitive because of the ice. His lower abdomen goes up and down, feeling the building heat goes up to his body slowly. 

You pressed the ice on the tip of his cock watching it turn red. Red and angry. Johnny’s cock is thick, long, veiny and very hard just how you like it. “Oh please don’t stop” he begs as he furrow his brows looking so handsome and fucked up under the dim light of the hotel room. You reached for his abs, feeling it as you continue to suck him. He shivers from your soft touch, his pretty lips parted letting out sweet moans. 

Pumping his cock and putting a little pressure as you continue to suck it, the ice was long melted but the cold stayed in your tongue. Licking his cock from bottom to the angry tip. You took it all, deep in your throat as he praise you this time making you moan and blush. “Dont do that!” you teased him and did it again.

Hips jolting with a slight force, you let Johnny fuck your mouth hard. He got up and put his hand on the back of your head, taking control, giving no mercy. He came in your mouth, making you swallow his thick and velvety cum. As he pull it out slowly, he kissed your lips tasting a bit of himself and wipe the spit on your face. You smile at him and crawled back to bed encircling your arms around him covering the both of you with the thick duvet. He whispered a sweet “good night” letting you sleep first and taking his time admiring your pretty face. 

Who are you Johnny wonders before closing his eyes. 

Waking up with a bitch headache, you rub the sides of your head as you fight the throbbing pain. You hear someone from the bathroom and you got up in bed with a panic. It’s not that you don’t remember what happened, you remember it clearly. But it still makes you nervous because you don’t know the man and you hate yourself for doing something stupid like that last night. What a burden, you thought. 

He got out of the bathroom with a towel on his waist, looking like a model that just came out of a magazine, body is wet from the shower, abs beautifully sculpted. Johnny crossed his arms, standing in front of you with all his glory with a straight face.

“Who are you?” you avoid looking at his body and you try to hide your exposed legs and look for your dress and shoes.

“I could ask you the same thing, who are you and why did you suck me off last night?”

He told you everything you did last night, starting from the elevator, then telling you in detail how you order him around, “I’m Johnny by the way. And you gave me a great blowjob last night” Not wanting to believe every word he said, but you know he’s telling the truth. 

“Here, some pain killers for your head” he reached for the medicine near the TV and popped one for you, handing it with a glass of water. 

The room was silent the whole time Johnny was folding your clothes, that was sweet of him. He looked like a decent man, who’s nice enough to take care of you so you muster all your courage and swallowed the embarrassment, you thank him for taking care of you. “I'm thankful for everything,” you said as he gave you your clothes, already folded nicely. 

“I know. You thanked me last night” you suddenly remembered the kiss and how you were too bold to ask him to kiss you so you could stop ordering him around.

“I want to repay you, but I don’t know how. I’m Y/n” you offered your hand for him to shake and he gladly accepted with a smile. “I should go now. Thanks again, Johnny” you waved goodbye and walked towards the door. 

Johnny knew that he wanted to ask you out but he’s shy because he’s still half-naked. Fuck, he murmured to himself. 

“Y/n, wait” He stopped you from getting out of the room, slowly pulling you inside again. “Let's start over” he gulps. 

One thing led to another, and he asked you on a private date. You two fell for each other easily like you were soulmates, knowing each other deeply whenever you get to meet. Johnny explained his line of work that you think will not be a problem to this bond that you have. Being an idol did keet him away from you but it didn’t bother you because Johnny loves his work. 

“I’ll try to come to visit more often, I have the boys to cover up for me-“ he pries. 

“No, I don’t want you to get into trouble. Were fine Johnny, visit me when it's safe. The last thing I want to happen is to put your career in danger” what you said is true, it doesn’t matter if you don’t go on dates every week or see him every day, as long as his feelings are real. That’s what matters. 

Johnny fell in love with you. Hard. Given that Johnny is a busy person, he can only see you once or twice a week and it’s not enough for him. He was so obsessed with making it an official relationship where he can bring you out on dates, go to a coffee shop with you, meet the other members. He tried. But the world is so against it. 

Rather than obsessing and making everything perfect, you talked him out of it. Told him that he should stop stressing it out because time will give you the freedom someday, “We just have to stay together, be strong to achieve that, baby. What do you think? Come on, I don’t want to see you stressed out like this every time you visit”

It was worth the try because eventually, Johnny stopped stressing out. The moment that happened, every second became sweeter, every visit became memorable, every kiss became unforgettable. Sex was always on the table but it never happened for the first few months of being together. Sure you two make out like crazy, oral sex here and there, it was like you were both saving sex for a special day or something.  

But when it finally happened it was remarkable and special. The glow stayed in you for a week, and whenever you think about what happened that night it gave you goosebumps and made you automatically smile. Every scene played in your mind like a movie, remembering how it hurt like hell when he finally put his cock inside you because he was so big, how he looked so gorgeous and hot above you while he rolls his hips, and whenever you reach for his arm you feel his veins. It was making love, you were sure of it. 

After the sex, Johnny became even more in love and crazy about you but he can’t show it because his schedules are starting to get busy again. After the sex, Johnny didn’t visit you for almost two weeks. Both of you got sad, but not enough to make you give up. Johnny became so busy that the once or twice visits became an hour visit once a week or twenty minutes making out then the next thing you know he’s saying his goodbyes. 

One night, he came to visit you in such a late hour only to find out that he came to your house straight from practice. He was so tired and it shows but his eyes glinted when he saw you wearing your thin nightgown that’s very short and you looked so irresistible. He pinned you on the wall and attacked you with hungry kisses saying, “I miss you”  

He was in a rush that he turned you around, hugged you from behind and you feel him put his hand inside your panties and run a finger up and down your slit. “This will be quick” he kissed you on the cheek and fingered you from behind. Lips on your neck, hand on your clothed boobs, fingers making your nipples hard and sensitive. 

Johnny’s fingers weren’t slender like yours, his digits can stretch you out good and make you moan his name. You came in no time and you were surprised that you can come so easily like that. You were so weak, your legs felt like jelly but you have a strong man behind you to pick you up and put you to bed. “I love you. I’ll be with you soon okay?” he kissed your forehead and left you even before you could open your mouth and tell him you love him too. 

Moments like that happened more especially when all their promotions became successful. But as soon as he got his time on his hands again, he started to spend more time with you, stay the night, make dinner dates in your house. Everything was perfect. 

Until something unexpected happened and Johnny became mad to himself about it. 

It was supposed to be a night of celebration because the relationship you had was going strong and you’ve been like this for quite a while now. You told him you’ll cook dinner for the two of you, a complete meal from appetizer to dessert and all he has to do is bring a bottle of wine or champagne. Johnny was excited about it that he finished his work early and asked Jaehyun to buy him a bottle of wine for the most awaited date. 

Unexpectedly, he needed to do extra hours at the studio and record until the job is perfect. He texted you that he will be late for a couple of minutes, It was fine for you of course. Even if the minutes turned to hours and you passed out on the couch while waiting for Johnny. It was fine for you, but not for him. 

When he finally arrived, he was in awe and very happy about the table set up. The food looks delicious but it’s already cold, the candles already melted because he was so late. He found you on your couch dressed perfectly and sleeping beautifully. You must be heartbroken he thought, disappointed, he was getting ready for your first argument. But when you wake up, you smiled at him and stretched your body, sat up, and kissed him. 

“Hi. You look handsome with that suit, I’ll heat the food” 

The supposed dinner date and celebration turned out quality time in your kitchen while he helps you heat up the food. You and Johnny had dinner at 2 am, laughing and spending time with each other. But deep inside he can’t forgive himself for making you wait like that. 

A few days after that incident, Johnny considered leaving you. 

And he did. 

You were so hurt but you were not mad. You can never go mad when he’s the one crying while breaking up with you, he looked more hurt and weak during the breakup that it breaks your heart that he’s doing this to himself. “Johnny, it was okay. We still had dinner at that time and it was a great night, right? Waiting is nothing” you tried to talk him out but his decision is final. 

“You deserve someone who comes home every night to you and someone who can't make you wait like that” with that, he kissed you goodbye and you can’t do something about him leaving your place. 

No one was okay about the separation but life goes on. You focused on work and he focused on his career, simple but every day was painful. 

During an IKEA date with Jaehyun, Johnny talked about you and how he’s not handling the sadness well these days. It felt like he lost a big piece of his heart and it’s all his fault. He can’t stop seeing or repeating the scenario where you tried to stop him from breaking up with you and it breaks his heart seeing your sad eyes. 

“Dude you’re lucky you have someone like her she doesn’t demand time or attention she never gets mad-“ Jaehyun argues.  

“That’s my point. I left because I can’t make enough time for her or shower her with my attention. Dude, sometimes I want her to get mad because clearly, I’m the one to blame for not giving her a normal relationship. She doesn’t deserve any of that” he sighs as he pushes the cart, “it hurts me you know, thinking that someone can love her better than I can. But this work of ours…”

“I get you. But think wisely, to be honest, you’re the one who’s losing something not her”

It was a hard decision for Johnny but the breakup that he thought will give you both a peaceful life was a mistake. He went to your house with high hopes and flowers hoping that you will accept him back to your life. 

And you did. You welcomed Johnny with open arms and it was an emotional night. 

With Johnny coming back to your life, suddenly you’re happy again. It didn’t solve the problems back then, but it was better than breaking up. Nothings changed but it was alright. You see him again every week, spend time with you whenever he can, stay the night whenever he can, it was perfect. 

But just when you thought that everything is going smoothly, he breaks up with you again because you’ve been rushed to the hospital because of over fatigue and he can’t be with you. It happened a month after the incident and once again it broke you both. You thought this will be the final draw but it wasn’t, Johnny came back, apologized and you welcome him back to your life once again. 

It was becoming an on and off relationship. 

Present time 

As you open the door of your apartment, you heard the sound of the TV from your bedroom and you’re surprised that he’s here. 

“Wow you’re really blonde” you crossed your arms and lean on the door frame, he smiled and welcomed you with a hug and a few kisses here and there. It’s been two months since you last saw Johnny, he was so busy with NCT 2020 and he’s going to be even busier on the following days. 

“I left as soon as I can. Forgot that you have extra hours at work tonight” he said as he lets you change. 

“The vlive was so fun, you were all over the place” he chuckled and told you how the whole fandom went crazy about his hair, “Baby, I went crazy too. It suits you” he follows you to the bathroom and waits for you to finish freshening up. You kissed him with your minty lips and he carries you back to bed and kissed some more while cuddling. He reached for the remote and turned off the TV to have a peaceful and quiet night with you for the first time again after two months. 

Putting both of your legs in between his sides, you busy yourself and unbuckle his belt and remove his pants. He removes his shirt and helps himself get naked. You removed your shirt in front of him, making Johnny blush and grab your small figure close to him. He kissed you while he helps you remove your panties and position yourself on top of him. With bodies closer than ever, he spreads your ass cheeks and lines his cock in your entrance and gently push in. 

The soft light from your lampshade is making you sexier and it’s making him hornier. You roll your hips while he keeps you close to him, taking full control of every thrust. As much as Johnny loves fucking you, he loves it too whenever he just lay in your bed comfortably and you’re on top fucking him. His mouth is sucking your left boob and you feel his tongue swirl around as you continue with rolling your hips deliciously. 

You pull away and put your weight on your arms just above his thighs, leaning back and rolling your hips. It was a scene for Johnny’s eyes, the woman he loves looking so hot on top of him, using his cock to go off. “Oh you look so hot” he murmured but you heard it. 

“Want to fuck hard tonight?” you suggest. 

“We can?” he asks with short breaths, excited about what you said and you nod in approval. You kissed and went down from his gorgeous body to lay on the mattress and effortlessly, he turned your body and put you on your stomach. “Put your ass up for me, please” he whispered behind your ear and you followed. 

Legs spread wide from behind, face on the pillow, he kissed you before fucking you from behind. His hands are on your hips as he thrusts hard over and over again, making you drag your body on the mattress reaching for your boobs and pinch your nipples to make you yelp and moan. 

Johnny is a huge man, everything he does with a little force is already too much for you. He thrusts a little harder and your body flops on the mattress giving him the idea of fucking you with closed legs making your entrance tighter. It was a new position for both of you and it felt so good that he went from thrusting hard to giving you slow and deep thrust that you asked for more.  

“Oh, baby you feel that?” you nod your head weakly. He leaned down, even more, putting his whole weight on you making his cock push in deeper. He reached for your hand before he goes back to giving you hard and piercing thrusts again, whispering ‘i love yous’ and smiling at each other. 

 After fucking hard, he’s cradling you like a baby with his big muscled arms. Making you use his arm as your pillow, keeping you close to him. Under the thin white sheets, his hands and fingers are playing around your body. Tracing your curves, caressing your butt cheek, teasing your folds, while he admires you close to him. 

“I love you” you mean it. With every part of your being. 

He chuckled and hugged you tightly, “You made me believe in love. This is a once in a lifetime love. You don’t deserve to be a secret” he whispered back. And you don’t know what he meant about it. “Two months of being away from you baby… this really has to end.”

There he is again. Hurting you. 

“It never hurt when you’re away. I miss you terribly yes, but there's a promise that you will come back sooner or later. You know what can hurt me, Johnny? this. You, breaking up with me over and over again. Do you have any idea how that hurts? Hearing the man you love to give up over and over again?” you’re already crying in front of him and Johnny was speechless but still keeping you close to him. 

The night ended sadly and he left without a word but he kissed you goodbye and you hugged tight. 

Is it really the end this time? 

MAIN MASTERLIST

[fandomsonrequests]

crush

fandom: ATEEZ

characters: jung wooyoung; ATEEZ

reader: gender neutral

word count: 1.3k+

summary:  to say that you weren’t interested in the boy next door the second he moved in was a complete and utter lie

a/n: another songfic. again, dedicated to @seacottons​ <3 <3 ily 🥺♡ ♥💕❤

based on the songs: do you wanna know a secret - the beatles, sunflower - swae lee, crush - tessa violet 

notes: high school! au, boy-next-door au ish 

To say that you weren’t interested in the boy next door the second he moved in was a complete and utter lie. 

It was only last year when Wooyoung moved in with his family, exiting the moving truck with his younger brother on his shoulders and running around the street. You remember their lively laughter floating to your window, making you look out of it. And that was when you knew you were screwed- he was cute as heck. 

Even though his parents and yours were good friends, you didn’t talk much with Wooyoung. It’s not that you didn’t want to. You were just too awkward to do so, afraid that you’d dumbly spit out the crush you’ve harbored for him. Even at school, you kept your interactions short. 

Little did you know that he too had a crush on you. He was kind of grateful that you didn’t hang out too long because he might do something dangerously stupid to impress you, but he wanted to change that. Especially now it was your senior year and that next year, you’d be off on your own ways. 

Fate, tired of seeing the two of you pine over each other, decided to help you along the way. 

It was in the mid-days of November where the chilly air nipped at your ears and nose and turned your fingertips red. The vibrant red and orange leaves of autumn slowly faded into a muted brown, thin layers of crystalline ice settling over them. 

Lively chatter filled the cafeteria as students filed in. Groups of teens sat together by friends or chose to sit in the corners, content with being by yourself. You on the other hand was stuck trying to find a place to sit. It’s not that you didn’t have many friends- it’s just the ones that were close to you were both out of school. One of your friends left school for an emergency while the other was in the hospital, healing after breaking her leg from a skateboarding accident. 

But then your gaze landed on Wooyoung sitting with his own group of friends. A sudden wave of confidence washes over you and you make up your mind to sit with him. No biggie right?

Gripping your tray in your hands, you inhale sharply and make your way over to his table. He was too busy making fun of his friend, Yeosang you think, to notice you coming. That and his back was towards you. His other friends on the other hand saw you coming. 

A boy with round, tiger-like eyes, pursed his lips and started to not-so-subtly kick Wooyoung under the table. Your Chemistry partner, Yunho, was giggling along with another tall boy while the rest of his friends tried to play it cool- only throwing glances at Wooyoung. 

You clear your throat, pushing away all nerves, successfully catching the said boy’s attention (along with San’s continuous pestering). He turns around and his eyes widen like saucers. If you weren’t so focused on ignoring the way your heart was beating rapidly against your chest, you would have noticed the red that dusted his cheeks. 

“Hey, Wooyoung,” You say with a small nod. “Do you guys mind if I sit here..? My other friends aren’t here right now so-” “Go ahead, we don’t mind!” The boy said all too enthusiastically to be considered normal. “Be our guest.”

You sigh out in relief, quietly thanking them in the process. The only vacant space on the table was beside San but in front of Wooyoung. You rounded the table and took your place there, once more thanking them for their hospitality. The table soon turned quiet and an awkward silence hung in the air. 

You tried to eat your lunch but caught the way Wooyoung was glaring daggers at everyone around him as they struggled to contain their laughter. You at first tried to ignore it, figuring that maybe there was some inside joke between them. But as it continued, you couldn’t help but feel something was going on. 

You felt San kick Wooyoung under the table, Yeosang doing the same and nudging the dark-haired boy. Yunho and the other tall guy started making kissy-faces at Wooyoung, throwing some pet names at him. The two older boys at the table were whispering something to each other before a boy with bright red hair piped up.

“Hey hyung, your crush sat down. Why are you so quiet?” 

You almost splutter on your milk and Wooyoung tenses up. “YAH- JONGHO! D-don’t say stuff like that..!” He yells. His whole face was as red as the younger male’s hair, his furious flush traveling up his ears and down his neck. Was he really that flustered?

The whole table bursts into laughter, save for you and Wooyoung who was now the subject of teasing. He tried to get his friends to shut up but failed miserably. You couldn’t help but giggle under your breath at the sight. 

San slings an arm over you and shakes you lightly. “Young-ah see? They’re laughing. No need to fret so much.” 

Before the other can retort, the shrill sound of the fire drill bell rang. Your responses were automatic, you didn’t know whether it was an actual emergency or not but better to be safe than sorry. You all filed out of the cafeteria and outside the school where the harsh sting of the cold ravaged the students. 

You regret not bringing your jacket along with you. But here you were, freezing your ass off as teachers and maintenance inside the school struggled to turn off the alarm and check the building. You wrap your arms around yourself, shivering from the cold when you suddenly felt something warm drape over your shoulders. 

You look up to see Wooyoung, face still red (whether from the cold or from his proximity to you), wordlessly putting his jacket over you. You had stopped shivering then, your face growing warmer at his actions. You couldn’t help but smile softly as you pull the jacket closer to you. It smelled faintly of some boyish cologne that was popular with the male population and a familiar brand of some child-safe detergent that his family used. It was just so him. 

“Aren’t you cold?” You ask him to which he responds with a shrug. 

He stuffs his hands into his hoodie, looking down at his feet shyly. “Not really, I mean- kind of. But I can handle it; can’t let you freeze to death out here.” He chuckled as he finally meets his gaze with yours. 

You managed not to pull away despite the rapid beating of your chest and the inner voice telling you to do so. “Thank you- that’s really sweet of you… I appreciate that a lot.” 

“It’s really no problem,” He replies, his infectious grin growing wider. You could feel him shuffle a little next to you, your shoulders brushing against each other. And you didn’t mind at all- you kind of liked it actually. 

“Hey  _____, when school is over today, can we hang out?” He asks you- a bit of hesitation in his voice. “We can go to the arcade or something- or stay at home if you’d like. I’d be fine with anything.”

“Just the two of us..?” You tease, a giddy feeling bubbling up within you.

“Yeah- yeah. Just the two of us.”

“Okay,” You say with a nod, receiving the brightest smile that could rival the sun. You soon found yourself grinning from ear to ear, the cold soon was forgotten as this pleasant warmth ran through you. “It’s a date then.”

“It’s a date.” 

Soon, the fire alarm stopped and you were allowed to return to your lunch. The two of you ignore the hollers and congratulatory sounds from Wooyoung’s friends when they noticed both your hands intertwined and his jacket upon your shoulders. All you could focus on was getting through the day so that you two could finally have that little date you’ve waited so long for.