#gifs by jo ♡

[parfaitblogs]

season’s greetings ! ˚⋆𐙚｡❄︎ 🦌

— from me to you ! a collection of spencer reid stories in a not-so-consistent wintry universe, (almost) all entirely requested by you! ♡

( 🧣 ) dec 13: tis the damn season — in which christmas is the season to crawl back into your ex's life, and you accidentally do so one drunken night. flangst.

( ❄️ ) dec 15: love to keep me warm — in which your hands get cold easy, and spencer reid simply can't have that on his watch. fluff.

( 🎄 ) dec 17: present enough for me — in which you're decorating your apartment with your boyfriend, you're all too clumsy, and really, who makes glass baubles these days? fluff.

( 🌨️ ) dec 19: snow on the beach — in which your boyfriend takes you to see the snow in the oddest of places. fluff.

( 🥐 ) dec 21: the christmas waltz — in which your toddler is finally old enough to partake in christmas too, and spencer is determined for it to be perfect. fluff.

( ☃️ ) dec 23: winter wonderland — in which it snows, you have a vision for a snowman, and spencer reid is all too easy to convince. fluff.

( 🎨 ) dec 25: i have more than enough — in which the holiday season is achingly difficult to get through, when you are spencer reid, who believes he is no longer allowed to enjoy them. hurt/comfort.

come back every two days to open up a new square on the advent calendar!

[bananielle]

sweet, pretty boy ♡ 🫧 asakura jo

original fic genre smut 2k words warnings soft dom afab reader. vv sensitive needy jojo. (failed) cockwarming — plz wear condoms! kissing. note another recycled fic.. sawry for being so lazy guyz (^_^)

“please… i won’t move, i promise. i just…i need to be inside you…just for a little bit” jo tells you softly. so softly, it’s nearly a whisper. he’s so cute like that, all shy and timid, eyes twinkling with desire. you just can’t say no to him; who are you to deny such a lovely boy what he wants?

jo lays back on the couch for you, waiting patiently as you crawl from your spot to straddle him. you sit just below his cock, your arms crossed expectantly as you peer down at him.

“well?” you say, with a quirk of your brow. 

“oh, uh, ‘m sorry” he blubbers awkwardly, wrestling with the zipper of his pants hurriedly, which he poorly attempts to pull down for a moment until you intervene and yank them down to his knees. he’s eagerly pushing down his boxers, his already hard cock springing out, the tip leaking pre-cum leaving a faint trail of white down his shaft.

poor baby wouldn’t last two minutes, you think, studying his pretty cock. 

jo just can’t help how horny he is for you, the mere thought of your pretty cunt clenching around him enough to get his cock throbbing furiously. he suddenly looks up at you timidly, eyes wide and cheeks flushed as you position yourself above his cock and gather your skirt to move your panties to the side. you slide onto him painfully slowly, and his back arches at the feeling of your velvet walls.

“ah–ah, mmph” he bites down on his lip to quiet his raspy whimpers. you let a small moan escape your mouth as his long, thick cock stretches you out. you sit down all the way with a light smack, then move forward gently to rest your body on his. 

the movements cause jo to jerk his hips up into yours, his tip hitting your sweet spot. you let out a frustrated moan. “you said you wouldn’t move, jo”

“m s-sorry. you just feel so good, can’t h-help it” 

he’s already begun to sweat, a thin coat of sheen glistening on his neck. you drag your tongue up his throat, savouring the sweet taste of him. 

“o-oh, y/n” he whines. he attempts to roll his hips again, but you cut the action short by grabbing them with both hands and pressing them into the couch. 

“ah, ah, ah” you coo. “not yet. wait until i give you permission” 

“y-yes, baby” he hiccups, tears beginning to brim his eyes. 

you swear you can feel his cock twitching inside of you as you press open-mouthed kisses to his neck, taking the time to linger on a sensitive spot. your teeth graze the area of skin, strangled groan leaving jo’s lips as you work away.

“ah, yn, please” he groans, squirming beneath you, his hips trying to break free from your tight grip. his breaths come in fast and short, his body unable to take the tension any longer. 

“p—please. please”, his soft voice reaches an octave higher, the airy moans echoing around the room; the perfect melody. you feel your own desire start to burn in your stomach, your pussy starting to soak his cock.

you playfully ponder your answer for a moment, looking down at him with furrowed brows. 

“hmm” you purr, a low, seductive sound. you bend down so your lips hover above his ear. “tell me what you want again.” 

your sensual voice sends tingles down his spine, fresh desire igniting itself in his veins. he feels the knot in his stomach grow tighter. his skin is on fire, patches of sweat beginning to soak through his shirt. 

“w-want, w-wanna fuck you” he rambles dumbly. 

“full sentences, baby. what do you want?”

it takes every ounce of the little composure he has left to form a full sentence. 

he takes in a shaky breath before speaking. “i wanna fuck you. please. w-wanna cum inside you”, he pleads hopelessly. you roll your hips against his to tease him, and he cries out at the sensation. 

“ah- f-fuck- mmph” you can’t help the giggle that escapes you. how docile and sweet he is, so needy and desperate, just for you. so sensitive.

you bring a hand to his face, carefully moving sticky strands of hair off of his forehead. you press down on his body with all your strength to keep him still. 

“look at me, jo”, you hum gently.

his eyes flutter open, just barely. tears are settled at the corners of them, his pupils blown wide. they’re so glazed over and lust-filled, you grow wetter at the sight, your juices leaking out to drench his cock further.

“my sweet, pretty boy”, you whisper above his lips. you kiss him softly, once, then again. 

“you can fuck me, jo”, you tell him tenderly before swiping your tongue across his bottom lip, then shoving it in his mouth, tangling it with his own. it’s a wet, sloppy kiss, all teeth and spit, your mouths open against each other.

“‘‘m close” jo mewls into your mouth. you lift your hips in the air slightly, letting him grab hold of them so he can rut into you dumbly. he grips them tightly, desperately trying to reach his climax.

 “g-g-ah, you feel s-so good” he cries out, a high-pitched squeak punctuating the string of words.  

you quiet him with a lazy kiss as you take one of your hands off of the pillows behind his head to slide it under his shirt to rub his nipple. 

“a-a-ah!” he screams out, his legs tensing, his back arching as his hips try to reach higher and higher. “g-gonna cum” 

his mouth hangs open in ecstasy, an opportunity you use to find his tongue and suck on it.  you let go of it with a squelch, then take his bottom lip between your teeth and tug at it lightly. his body jerks at the action. 

you suddenly pull away to drag jo’s shirt up until his nipples are exposed. your latch onto one quickly and start sucking, your tongue swirling the hardened bud simultaneously. 

“ah! yn, oh— ah” jo wails in pleasure, shaking as white hot-pleasure shoots through his veins. his cum fills you up only to come spilling out onto his cock again. 

you suck on the sensitive peak harder as he cries out. you let go of it with a smack, moving up to capture his mouth in yours again, wanting to feel his pitiful whimpers against it as he frantically fucks up into you to ride out his orgasm. 

“oh, jo baby”, you say after breaking away from the kiss. his entire face is flushed a deep red and sweat beads down his temples. his shattered breathing causes his chest to heave up and down in an attempt to steady it. poor thing is a mess. but he looks so pretty like this, you think.

“t-thank you, baby”, he tries to say, except the words come out breathless, his mind still in a blissed-out daze, not able to find his voice and use it.  

you gaze down at him sweetly. “such a well-mannered boy, aren’t you, jo? you did so good for me. can you look at me?” slowly, he finds your gaze and looks into your eyes under puffy lids. 

“that’s it”, you say gently. you hold is stare as you slide off of him. you reach a hand down to where your bodies were locked together, then take two fingers and glide them across his cock. they linger on the tip, swirling around it, coating themselves in his thick, warm cum. before you bring them to your mouth, you let them brush past his slit ever so slightly, to which jo lets out a rough groan. 

you bring them in front of his face, making him watch as you separate them slowly, his juices creating strings between your fingertips. 

you smile at him warmly. “open up, baby” you demand. and like the lovely, obedient boy he is, he opens his mouth wide. you touch his chin first, then slowly push your fingers up until they slip past his bottom lip. “now suck” you order. 

he shuts his eyes as he wraps his lips around your digits, sucking his cum off of them in delight. he opens his mouth to let his tongue dart out and lap around them sloppily, licking up every last drop. 

“mmph” he moans against them. the sight makes your stomach erupt with butterflies, your cunt beginning to ache for its own sweet relief. 

without saying a word, you push your folds onto his cock again and start bouncing up and down. the contact of your skin making a slapping sound in tandem with your pace. you stuff your fingers further into jo’s mouth to stifle his sobs. 

you fuck him until you feel yourself burst from pleasure, your legs trembling from how well his thick cock strokes your walls.

“oh! jo, baby”, you cry out. you feel your cum leak out of you and trickle down his cock as you gasp his name repeatedly. 

he writhes and thrashes underneath you, his mouth hanging open, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he unravels for the second time. your fingers have slipped out of his mouth by now, and you use them to stroke his cheek as you ride out your high. tears stream down his face, and desperate, croaky whimpers leave his mouth. 

you lay down on him, your lips finding his neck to press wet, sensual kisses down it. you use the moment to catch your breath.

he pants heavily, sniffling every now and then while bucking his hips into yours. a long, high-pitched squeal leaves his mouth as the last of his cum leaks out of him.

his body trembles and shivers with every kiss you plant along his neck. you pull back to admire him and nearly drool at the sight. his mouth hangs open and his brows are furrowed, his chest gleaming with sweat, his pretty delicate face all red and splotchy. 

a familiar tingling ignites itself in your stomach once more. you cradle his face in your hands softly, your thumbs stroking each cheek lovingly. 

“you look so pretty, jo. love when you’re all fucked out and dizzy, just for me. so, so pretty” you dote. “can you look at me, angel? hm?” you turn his limp head side to side carefully, trying to pull him out of his euphoric stupor. 

very slowly, still gasping for air, jo opens his eyes to look up at you through heavy lids with red, glossy eyes.

your heart squeezes in your chest at the rumpled mess that is jo. “oh, baby boy. i know. i love you” you croon, then press a soft kiss to his forehead. “not done with you just yet, though. m’kay?” 

you tilt his face so he looks into your eyes again. you make sure to hold his gaze as you reach down to where you connected, and drag your fingers lazily along your folds, coating them in your cum. you bring your sticky fingers to your mouth, shoving them inside and sucking them dry as you moan in pleasure. you pull them out with a satisfying pop. 

jo gawks at you slack-jawed, his brows furrowed in wonder. he’s never seen you look so hot. despite how exhausted he is, he finds himself being turned on all over again, his hips absentmindedly beginning to jerk up. 

a sickly sweet smile pulls at your lips. you peek at jo through sleepy lids as you sit up while trailing your wet fingers from his throat down to his bare stomach. you tilt your head to the side innocently. 

“think you can cum for me again, jojo?”

[chifuya]

Togame Jo ✷ Wind Breaker ✷ ep 8

[iii-ba]

　 　 　 　 　 　 　 　 ⅄ 　 ◌ 　🦷 ˖　 (´-﹏-`)

　 　 　　 ⅄ 　 ◌ 　🍪 ˖　"꿈에서 깨, we're just here to vibe"

[wickcdlove]

jo yeji (조예지) | 97’ | lesbian | cis woman | she/her | unemployed

ha sooyoung (yves), lesbian, cis woman, she/her. ♡ now entering the apartment building is jo yeji, a twenty-seven year old who is currently unemployed. netizens have said they seem dejected but others have said they’re insightful ! gossip aside, we’re sure they’re bound to be a fan favorite ! 

she was born and raised in korea. fluent in korean. she speaks minimal english, limited to basic conversational skills. she taught herself through music and tv shows. she enjoys learning new words but she often feels too insecure to use them in conversation.

tw's ; severe depression, harassment.

background

yeji has always had a complicated relationship with herself. on the surface no-one would really understand why, she has a good relationship with her family - her parents love her, support her, and she has a great relationship with them and her grandparents also. it leaves her feeling intensely guilty, as though she doesn't deserve to feel the way she does. growing up, she was always a quiet, distant child, observing more than participating. she made a few friends here and there, but she struggled to get attached to them due to her constant dissociation. this emotional distance carried into her teenage years. in high school, her disinterest in boys became clear to her classmate, and drew the wrong kind of attention. a group of male classmates took notice of her aloofness, and began harassing her. she never put up much of a fight, so she was an easy target. this lead to the most traumatic experiences of her life. still, despite it all, her self-perception only worsened. she still to this day doesn’t feel like she has a “valid” reason to be as sad as she is. for reasons unknown to yeji, water has always been her escape. she loves the serenity of water but fears it at the same time. she can’t swim, but it’s magnetic. sometimes, when her thoughts become too overwhelming, she’ll submerge herself completely in a body of water and hold her breath for as long as possible. it’s her way of pushing her limits, scaring herself without crossing the line into real danger. yeji’s adult life has been defined by uncertainty. the depression that has plagued her for so long has made holding down a job difficult. she moves from one job to another, unable to stay rooted in any career or passion for too long. she feels like she has no real skills, so doesn’t really know which way to go. it’s the same with connection, really - no matter where she goes or what she does, nothing seems to stick. her decision to join seoulmates is a bit of a leap of faith. it’s her way of stepping outside of her comfort zone. she’s tired of feeling like a passive observer in her own life and hopes that the experience will push her to break through the barriers she’s built around herself. she sees it as a chance to find connection in a way she hasn’t before, whether it’s friendship, romance, or simply a sense of belonging.

personality:

quiet but friendly, yeji doesn’t often initiate conversations but is always open to them. until she’s comfortable with someone, she speaks softly and doesn’t fully come out of her shell. she rarely laughs openly until she feels at ease around people. yeji struggles with self-worth, often feeling she doesn't have a valid reason to be mentally ill. ( she’s hypocritical in the sense that if anyone else were struggling with the same issues, she would be sympathetic and understand their plight – however she can’t be so gentle with herself. ) she carries a lot of self-hatred because she believes the only barrier between her and the happiness she should have, is herself.

relationships:

yeji has never been in a relationship due to her mental health and fear of vulnerability. she flirts boldly but often becomes overwhelmed and retreats before anything can develop. ( especially when the flirting is reciprocated, she often freaks out and escapes with her cheeks blushing bright red. ) she often needs a few drinks to talk to girls confidently. the moment things start to feel real, she gets overwhelmed by the anxiety of letting someone in. she plays confident, but the truth is, she’s terrified of vulnerability. she identifies as a switch but has no real experience romantically or sexually. she’s curious but also anxious about exploring this side of herself.

wanted connections:

platonic:

tba

romantic:

sunshine of my lifetime ; smiley sunshine girl who doesn’t expect yeji to change overnight and is willing to work with her through the hard times. this kind of attitude is probably what makes yeji fall in love w them.  ( may i suggest.... fc.... chuu.... just a thought. )

patient flirtationship ; someone who engages with her flirtations but recognizes her insecurities, patiently waiting for her to feel comfortable enough to take things further.

anxiety inducing crush ; yeji develops a quiet crush on someone but is unsure how to handle it, leading to awkward moments where she’s caught between wanting to act confident and retreating in embarrassment.

[joaoista]

Love in Signal Iduna Park ♡

My attempt to make gifs. I think it went well (*￣▽￣)b 🖤💛

[saltedair]

closed starter for @vcndetta ( jo ! )

"oh, thank goodness i found you. i just need a coffee break. keep me company?"

[elixirfromthestars]

i need to know about ‘first dance’, pretty please 🙏 👀✨

Of course Jo!! 💖

First Dance is one of the wips I rediscovered going through all my old documents ✨

This wip is a fluffy little modern au. Steve and the reader work at the same school. Steve is the history teacher and the reader is the school’s librarian. Both have a cute little crush on each other and Steve is like the sweetest to her 🥹💗

I’m thinking this will take place in a high school because one day there’s a school dance and both Steve and the reader are chaperoning it and when they get to talking Steve finds out the reader has never been asked to a dance when she was younger so he takes matters into his own hands and invites her to dance 🤭💗

This is just a very sweet and cute either drabble or oneshot depending on how long it ends up being 💖

Just for you Jo I rummaged through my camera role because I could’ve sworn I made a banner cover for this ages ago and guess what? I had!! In 2023 to be exact lol The art will most definitely change because the style in which I make the covers is different now, but since I only have a little outline I want to share these concepts with you!! 💙🩵💙🩵

wip game 🖋️✨

[elliotglr]

CABALLERIZAS  · Josephine dijo: "Este castillo tiene una atmósfera extraña." * @jovvest

"Efectivamente, estoy seguro de que vi a alguien salir por ahí, pero no les vi los pies y su ropa no era de esta época" respondió a modo de broma, para luego menear la cabeza "nah, no vi a nadie, pero este lugar es espeluznante" se removió al hacer notorio con el cuerpo lo que le causaba, ese tonto escalofrío que a veces sentía al entrar a una nueva habitación "Aquí, creo que es peor" abrió los ojos de más al señalar donde estaban.

[hakchs]

𝗰𝗮𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘀. @izzakry ha dicho : cuentan que por aquí ronda el fantasma de un antiguo señor feudal, clamando venganza por su muerte injusta.

‘ y luego dicen que yo soy el loco, ¿tú les crees? ’ se encuentra observando sus alrededores, con el entrecejo fruncido, sin prestar mucha atención a la presencia ajena. sin embargo, no le molestaba la compañía ni sacar charlas triviales. se acerca a un canasto, moviéndolo un poco con las manos, no vaya a ser que lo espere una araña dentro de él. ‘ las historias de fantasmas ya no me asustan, tendrías que volver veinte años atrás y contármela. ’

[myoldiaries]

top 2 veronica sawyer moments 💙

favourite ask of all time methinks…

1. the diary moment- like WHO writes in their diary in the heat of the moment (except ver and me ofc). The blue tights. the books by her side (which i would kill and maim to know the titles of although it's also fantastic to think that they're ♡ science ♡ textbooks!) her monocle, "what's your damage, heather" (thank you to that line specifically for inspiring my askbox) the way her hair goes WHAM! amazing……… this is cinema to me

2. the killing- DIALOGUE OF ALL TIME I BELIEVE! like she's a final girl, she's a shakespearean sad girl, she's also an evil witch. her "babe" as she shoots jd's middle finger like she's so done! so done! the dialogue delivery & the perfect gap between the two lines so that you (viewer) can crunch on their fingers due to the vein-rupturing anxiety of this scene. i cried the first time i saw it and the last time too!

ask my top 2 anything.

[hursheys]

⭑₊ ATTRACTIVE ATTENTION

꒰♡꒱﹑ IN WHICH your crush won't stop staring at your notes.

ıllı . ##2019 ( DRABBLE ) && gyehyeon x gn. reader. requested. zanna. beware. school au, hot gyehyeon. wc. 0.31k!

𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀 ◞♡   ⃗. fill THIS form out to be added.

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀 ◞♡   ⃗. @kstrucknet @slytherinshua @welcometomyoasis

AUTHORS NOTE ♡⃕. so i can totally picture gyehyeon doing this... like 100% could be canon. he's just so LKjdlkfdk also, was originally gonna write this for yongseung, but then i remembered gyehyeon's kprofile and here we are hehe

© 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗒𝗌 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦. 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱. like and reblog!

• back to ( LIBRARY )

“He’s staring again,” your friend whispers.

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch Gyehyeon’s gaze. Sure enough, two tables away, he’s intently focused on your notes, wearing a look that's hard to decipher.

Normally, you’d bask in the attention, but today is different. You’re pressed for time.

Last night, you ended up staying way too late at the martial arts showcase, totally not wrapped up in Gyehyeon’s matches. Now, you’re racing against the clock to fit in more practice for your physics exam later this afternoon, unless you want to bomb it.

The thought of failing sharpens your focus on the remaining problems until your friend scoffs, “He’s not even being subtle about it.”

Their annoyance is more distracting than the enticing idea of Gyehyeon watching you, making you grip your pen tighter.

“I think he’s looking at your notes…”

That did it.

You lift your gaze, furrowing your brows, and find him unabashedly meeting your eye, an eyebrow raised.

“Hey,” your friend murmurs, “what are you—” but you cut them off and stride between the tables straight over to Gyehyeon.

“What am I doing wrong?”

“Huh?” he replies, sitting up in surprise.

“You’re staring at my notes,” you gesture back at your table, suddenly aware that you've just marched up to your crush. “If you see a mistake, you need to tell me. I can’t afford to fail this test.”

“Oh, sorry,” he shrugs. “I have no idea if your work is right or not.”

Your face falls in despair as pressure mounts, “What the heck? Then why are you staring at me?”

“I was just watching you write.”

What the—

He smirks, and that expression does things to your already shaky composure; you can’t remember how to breathe.

He leans in closer, lowering his voice just for you, and whispers, “I think your hands are attractive.”

[inbeautifulruins]

@wachtraeumen / @unitcd

[jovvest]

🎨

⤷ ¿tienes hobbies? ¡cuéntanos más al respecto! ¿crees que son pasajeros o te ves ejerciendo dicho hobbie en el futuro? ( &. @n444ra , @mangjeolie )

“ uh, ¿hobby? supongo que el ajedrez y el piano formaron parte de mi vida por un buen tiempo, y no lo hacía nada mal, pero no veo cómo encajarían con mi futuro. ¡escribir también! no me veo dejándolo, pero tampoco creo que sea buena idea publicar algo. mira si me rastrean como a anne perry. ”

[wickcdlove]

closed starter: jo yeji ft. kang junhwi // @pumpkinbomb

location: apartment 603

˚₊‧꒰ა . — ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ — ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ —— yeji strolls into the apartment, a bubble tea in one hand and a can of monster energy in the other. she spots her roommate playing a game that she isn’t at all familiar with - junhwi had been playing it since she left, completely absorbed. a small smile tugs at yeji’s lips as she holds the can out to her. “figured you could use a little pick-me-up,” she says. “i went down the street for boba and thought of you. i wasn't sure if you’d want anything, but i knew you couldn’t say no to this.” she slumped down into a nearby chair, sipping on her own drink. “you look frustrated. are you winning?”

[elixirfromthestars]

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Thank you so much, Jo!!! 🥹🩷🩷 You’re such a sweetheart 💖