#he is a party boyyy

[neoluca]

kiylian, my disco kyrii oc <3

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PLEASE I NEED THIS ENERGY FROM PLUG CONNJE SO BAD!!! THE WAY YOU WRITE HIM MAKES ME GUSH!!!!

alsooooooooooo,,,, CONGRATS ON 2K BOO YOU DESERVE ITTTT!!

this is really himmmm😩😩😩

AND THANK YOU BAEEEEE

the two of you would be in yall own little bubbles for most of the night. you didn’t even come together. you went with your friends while connie came much later, only really here to sell. the two of you were having fun though. you were dancing, drinking, smoking, chatting it up with your friends, it was a really good night. connie was surprisingly alright too, the mean mug he usually carried at these parties nowhere to be found as he rolled up with ony and eren.

he heard the sound of bike back by charly black and equiknoxx begin to play and already knew what you were about to get into. “where you going nigga? ony said as connie got up from his seat on the couch. “this her song. ima be right back don’t worry” he did expect to come back, but the sight of you shaking your beautiful ass made him have to reconsider. “cmere papiiii. lemme show you sum boyyy”

you took connie’s hand and pulled him to the middle of the circle with you before turning around and getting back to work. of course connie handled you well. catching every piece of ass you where throwing without hesitation. everyone was around the two of you, cheering and recoding you and your man get down. “yessss y/nnn! show him wassuppp” your friends yelled as you started throwing it little harder.

when the song was over you followed connie back to the couch, sitting on his lap while he smoked with his friends. you were chilling, looking at the videos everyone posted of you two. connie looked over your shoulder to check on you, a smirk planting itself on his face as he watched you replay the video over and over again. “how ‘bout we go home and you throw that shit on me furreal?” your eyes widened at his words before you turned your face towards him.

connie just stared right back at you, his grills showing between his pink lips as he smirked at you. the smirk spread to your face too, the both of you on the same timing. before you knew it, connie was getting up from him seat after you and walking to the door. “finna get my charger from the car. i’ll be back” everyone nodded their heads, letting the two of you get to the door before ony opened his mouth to ask a question “why the both of ya-” he didn’t even get to finish as you and connie sprinted towards the car, quickly opening your doors and hopping in so you can get home.

“ooouuu we finna fuckkk” you said as connie began to start up the car.

“gon tear that ass upppp”

[piastree]

Take a Chance with Me | OP81

oscar piastri x reader (fc: huh yunjin)

— Part 1

Next Part

Summary : Y/n's mistakenly takes someone's drink at a party. Despite the initial embarrassment, they engage in light chit-chat and discover a sense of familiarity. Oscar introduces himself, and they exchange greetings, marking the beginning of a new chapter in their story.

Notes: hiii! this is my first writing, if there are any grammatical errors or some other mistakes i wanna apologize in advance. I hope you like it and have fun while reading this<3 lemme know if you like it thankyouuuu

Y/n chuckled when she remembered how embrassed it was when she took the wrong glass and sipped it like nothing was wrong. But she could feel the confused look from someone beside her. "I'm thinking you might have grabbed mine by mistake." She glanced to her side, wondering if the words she had just heard were indeed meant for her.

"Huh?" She finally turned to fully face that man. He chuckled at her puzzled expression, but eventually, with a raised eyebrow, he pointed to the glass she was holding. "Oh my goodness! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to take your drink." Her eyes widened in shock, and her heart raced as embarrassment flooded over her. He held back his laughter. "No worries. I can take another one," as he said, he cracked a grin like a friendly cat. His eyes squinted playfully, giving off a vibe that was both laid-back and amused. "Let me grab you another one." "No need for that, I-" Ignoring him, she sauntered away to fetch a new drink, intending to replace the one she had mistakenly taken from him earlier. It didn't take long for y/n to return. Once she returned, they engaged in light chit-chat, chatting about who invited them to the party. It wasn't until later that she realized the guy she'd been talking to looked kind of familiar. "So, which friend brought you here tonight?" she asked. "Oh, just through some mates, racing circles and all. What about you?" "Just here with a friend. By the way, you seem oddly familiar. Have we met before?" "I get that a lot. Maybe you've seen me on the street or something."

She just laughed, shrugged it off, and took another sip of her drink. At the same time, he shot her a cheeky smile, sneaking a few glances while she checked out the scene around her. After a bit, he decided to break the ice, "I'm Oscar, by the way."

"I'm y/n. Nice to meet you, Oscar."

With a cheerful smile, they exchanged a warm handshake. It marked the beginning of a new chapter in their story.

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user CUTEE OUTFIT Y/N!!

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user oscar indirectly said that y/n was his lucky charm!!

"Can't you stay for one more night?" Oscar asked. He walks over to y/n who is arranging her luggage a little hurriedly.

Y/n smiled before saying, "work can't wait. But I promise I'll come another day."

"Okay, i'll counting the days until you return."

She laughs, then stands up and pulls Oscar into her arms. "You're doing a good job. Keep going!"

"I'll miss you." He hugs her tighter, as if he's not willing to let her go.

"Me too."

They fall into a moment of silence, soaking in each other's warmth before having to go back to being apart for a period of time they don't know how long.

She never expect the party that night to lead her into a complicated situation, where she has to love someone who is out of her reach. Remembering how stupid she was that night for not recognizing Oscar right away when his face looked so familiar, and how Oscar didn't say anything until she finally realized.

"Oh! I have something for you."

She opens her bag and takes something out. A bracelet with a four-leaf clover. "I don't have the skill to draw, and I wouldn't risk making your helmet look ugly."

Oscar takes the bracelet and immediately puts it on. "I can't agree more. But it's more than enough," he replies mischievously while laughing. He is so happy to see the bracelet now neatly wrapped around his wrist. "Thank you."

"Your lucky charm when I'm not around."

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oscarpiastri thanks for mistakenly grabbing my drink. Grateful for every twist of fate that brought you into my life🍻❤️

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[skzswife]

Why don't you come find out?

(Lee minho x fem reader)

⚠ warnings⚠ unprotected sex (in pt 2) reader has panic attack mean Minho Dom Minho toxic ex mentions of abuse I think that it lmk if not

Your best friend since 3rd grade decided to drag you to a party after you being in your room sulking after your boyfriend of 4 years cheated on you with the girl he told you not to worry about. This is how that went

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Gina busts through the door so hard you think it'll fly off the hinges "Get dressed noona" "for what" you say with a confused look on your face that she chuckles at "For the party we are going to so you'll stop sulking and talk to people, plus there'll be hot boyyys" she says wiggling her eyebrows "No" you deadpan pulling your covers back over your head "ughhhh girl you need to get out plus chan really misses you he hasn't seen you since Jack (your ex) and hes worried abt you" "...fine, only to make him feel better though" Gina practically tanks you out of bed by the ankles and to your closet "hmmm not this definitely not this a party not a church..AHA this will work!" She says as she pulls out a dark ruby colored mini dress with a small cutout in the chest and a slit in the thigh "oh wow didnt know we were going to a strip club." "Calm down girl its flattering and these shoes will work" she pulls out a pair of ruby red 2 inch heels "now go put these on and I'll do your makeup!" You reluctantly grab everything and get dressed she then does your makeup and you get in the car and a realization hits you "Wait!.. Chan is friends with Minho" "yeah its fine he said he probably wouldn't come anyway" " oh ok " you reply relieved you arrive and enter the building to be pulled into a bonecrushing hug by chan "Noona I missed you! I was so worried" "y-yeah chan im f-fine but I can't b-breathe" you wheeze out and he lets go quickly and you gasp for air "sorry I'm just excited to introduce you to my friends" "oh yay" you say faking excitement, Chan pulls you through a crowd to his group of friends and he starts introducing you "noona this is jisung,Felix,hyunjin,seungmin,I.N, changbin, and my other friend is missing but we'll find him later, they all excitedly shake your hand and hug you shouting his and omg you seem so cool and nice to meet yous after that you grab some water and start dancing with Gina when chan suddely grabs you and drags you over to his last friend who had just arrived and your jaw dropped it was ths one person you didn't want to see Lee Minho with that typical cocky smile "well hello kitty long time no see" you feign gagging and roll your eyes "you guys know each other?" "No chan we hate eachother." "Hate is a strong word princess" he says with fake pain on his face resulting in you walking away hoping he doesnt see your slightly red face (you hated him you really did didnt you? You wanted to but your heart betrayed you every time he was close god those perfect features made it so hard to hate him)

You spent a while dancing with Gina when you feel a hand on your shoulder and Gina gives you a look before walking away not knowing she was leaving you with someone from your past so bad you couldnt even bring yourself to tell her. You spin around and the blood drains from your face "R-rick?" The man smiles ominously "hey angel you look like you've seen a ghost whats wrong sweet cheeks?" You cant even speak and you just mutter "I- you-how-why.."

"Jeez miss me that much my sweet thing?" He chuckles as he raises a hand causing you to flinch and try to back away "Where do you think your going darling!?" He seethes as he grabs your wrist tight enough to make you since you speak in a quiet tone not wanting to cause a scene "p-please let me go I didnt do anything" "I know honey" he say as he caresses your cheek with his free hand and you try to pull away causing his grip to tighten "o-ow!" "Shut up and nothing will happen ok?" From across the room you see chan and Gina talking not realizing whats happening "I'll be quiet pmease just let me go your hurting me" "stop being dramtic unless you actually want me to hurt you y/n." He leans down to whisper something in your ear and smirks at you while letting go. You start hyperventilating and sobbing silently and start to have a panic attack and then in the blink of an eye Rick is on the floor with someone straddling him punching him relentlessly the person blurred by your tears says in between punches "when*punch* someone says * it hurts * you let * go if she says * let go * you let * go. Understood?" Rick nods desperately "y-yes I do" "good" then ths man suddenly pulls you into an embrace stroking your hair telling you its alright and you find yourself relaxing and then you realize who it is when chan comes over and yells "MINHO WHAT THE HELL YOU CANT JUST PUNCH PEOPLE UNTIL THEYRE BLEEDING FOR NO REASON!!" minho quietly replies because he doesnt want to stress you out more "no reason? Are you fucking serious right now chan? I was protecting YOUR friend from him because he was hurting her and weren't even paying attention and stop yelling right now your just going to make it worse." Chans angry expression drops immediately and he looks at you stepping toward you "did he hurt you Y/n? I'm sorry I should have paid attention to you are you okay?" As chan steps closer you look at him with red puffy eyes from crying and nuzzle farther into minhos chest "No chan im not okay. You promised me you would always be there to protect me and...you werent. Please leave me alone" "o-ok" chan replies stepping back as gina steps forward you step back behind lee know he puts an arm out signaling for her to stop but she just scoffs "dont tell me to stop shes my best friend I need to be there for her." Minho stands firm in between you and her "but you werent there for her that's my point she needed you and you werent there" you tug at his shirt signaling him to come down so you could whisper in his ear "I wanna leave" he nods and grabs your hand leading you through the crowd "We are leaving" he says as you exit and climb into his car the drive is silent but as you pull up you invite him in and he accepts you entwr your apartment and head to the couch as you sit he lays his head on your thighs blushing which makes you giggles "what's so funny L/N?" You blush at him calling you by your last name "nothing your just blushing and I thought it was cute" it takes him a bit to process and when he does it only takes a few seconds for your lips to be connected in a sloppy but passionate kiss teeth clashing but still hungry for more you climb onto his lap and start to grind earning a grunt from him that only riles you up more but he breaks the kiss "we shouldnt do this" "I dont care about the consequences I wanr you as much as I want to hate you I can't" you kiss him again this time with more lust behind it as you fumble to take your dress off breaking the kiss to do so you blush as he admires your chest as if its the most beautiful thing he's ever seen (to him it was) he stares wide eyed before he kisses you again and you melt into it tugging at his shirt desperately trying to get it off earning a chuckle from him "need help kitten?" You grumble as he breaks the kiss to take it off and now its your turn to stare 'i mean you always knew he was fit but DAMN' you think as you trace the ridges and valleys of his abs when something catches your eye.. A small scar on his stomach...

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[touchstoneaf]

I just had the most INTENSE Hannigram dream... and i haven't even been watching the show of late (took a break for MH reasons). All i did was look at some gifs/picspam and meta on here, and... Hoooo-boyyy. That was the kinda dream that leads one to write it out in fic-form if only to cope with the visions.

Step one is sounding out the peeps, to see if ppl think it's worth writing down in longer format, so:

(Preface. Some of this is solely related to my brain freestyling, and doesn't always match show canon/character stuff. Fair warning.)

Will is having a dinner party at his place. He didn’t invite Hannibal on purpose, as a way to pull his metaphorical pigtails. (Obvs Will isn't really the 'throw a dinner party' type, but if he can by doing so tweak Hannibal's nose... He even deep-cleaned the dog-hair cuz he knows Hannibal will hear about it from Alana or whoever and show up anyway, because this is a courtship.) Anyway, Alana is there (partly because Will knows that she slept with Hannibal and that'll be even more tense/edgy). I dunno if Jack is there, but probably since it would make Hannibal's exclusion more pointed (I think Will's trying to get revenge on Hannibal for whatever weekly machination). Also, at one point Will's former foster parents materialize at the event (don’t ask. My brain invented that part, prolly cuz i work with foster youth).

Anyway, just as the first course is being served there is a v. precise knock at the door. We know who it is. Will goes to see, trying to pretend to be surprised/disdainful, but he's positively *thrumming* with anticipation as he opens the door. Of course it's Hannibal, bearing a gift/excuse. He hands it to Will; "Oh, i apologize, you have company."

"Yes, a dinner party."

(Alana looking up from the table, uncertain, prolly earlier she asked Will why Hannibal wasn't invited and was it because of her?)

Weighty silence. No invite. "Yes, well. I do hope it goes well." Hannibal turns to leave, visibly disappointed.

Will, aware of what he considers rude, and also that he would never be so crass as to gatecrash/invite himself: "Would you like to join us?" (SO much buried tension just under the surface. So much CHALLENGE. Will he take a pity invite? Make an excuse, say something about not wanting to interrupt? Or will he recognize this for what it really is?) (Authors note, this is the part of the dream where i started to sweat.)

Then... "I'd love to."

He enters, closing the door precisely behind him, allows Will to escort him to the empty (saved) chair to Will's right (Alana at his left is now facing Hannibal. The room swirls with unspoken tensions.)

Meal. Stilted, barbed, mannered conversation full of little prodding notes. Mostly just Hannigram. Alana tries to join in a couple of times in an attempt to alleviate the taut vibe, but quickly gives up. Hannibal addresses the foster parents (?), but only to shoot weighted comments at Will whilst asking re his childhood achievements. The FPs make a stab at civil convo, but are clearly bafflled. Everyone else focuses on their plates. There might as well not be anyone here but Hannigram, verbally fencing.

At some point, Hannibal rises, asks to use the facilities. Will follows to guide him, and is waiting in the hall as he exits. Will knows Hannibal won't lower himself to sidle past. The corridor is THICK as they face each other inches apart. Will is already panting like a slut even as he butches a little to bluff/pretend to keep the upper hand. Hannibal knows exactly what he is doing, and why, that this is flirting. The moment hangs on a knife edge.

(My alarm goes off. I wake up cursing and wrung out.)

Shall i write it & see where it goes, good ppl? (Sans rando foster parents, lol)

[le-trash-prince]

OF Episode 6 Thoughts: SandRay

Boyyy. BOYYY. THIS EPISODE.

Sand I get that you hate Top and can’t stand seeing him be happy and buying Apple Sodas for his bf, but manipulating Nick and Ray to get at Top was not it. HIS BROKE ASS DESTROYING HIS OWN PHONE WAS UNHINGED. SCREEN REPLACEMENTS ARE SO EXPENSIVE 😭😭😭

I wonder if perhaps Sand doesn’t know Ray well enough to have realized how much of a loose cannon he can be. I feel like he should have gone to Mew himself, even if they don’t know each other that well. Feels a bit shitty to use Ray as the messenger, but I have to say I enjoyed watching Sand be a bit shitty so whatever

I really hope we get the full scoop on what went down with his ex because Sand is NOT letting this shit go.

The bar scene was impeccable. I thought it was just gonna be Ray going off on Top, but he brought out the whole damn burn book! The entire time I was just yelling “RAY NOOO” but honestly, I can understand him for exploding on his friends after the way they act like they’re better than him!

“Yay everyone is a couple! Oh except for Ray oops” and the way Mew immediately jumped to making accusations on Ray just from seeing him come out of a bathroom stall 😭 like bro is a man not allowed to take a dump in peace. Mew really ripped into him, and I get that he’s coming from a place of concern and being tired of beating around the bush, but Jesus Christ Mew.

So yeah I can see why Ray would explode because everyone in this group is shitty, they just pretend that they aren’t. And I guess if Ray was gonna blow up about TopMew at Mew’s own birthday party, he might as well go off on everyone else.

But also why did you have to do this in public at Mew’s fucking birthday party Ray 😭

Also I think it was shitty what he said about Sand not wanting to be a singer, just doing it for money! Some people are not born into wealth, Ray!!!! You know Sand has to pay for his own school and his mom’s debts! And you can’t even act like you’re pursuing a passion for the sake of the art!

ALSO Rays comment to Sand in the parking lot was uncalled for, like sir this man is trying to save your life and you dare to call him a whore???

I guess we know now how Ray’s arm ends up in a sling. I hope this can be a turning point for him coz SON you have got to learn to love yourself. He and Sand are a long way from being able to manage dating if Ray can’t even comprehend the thought of someone caring about him as one human to another. Ray has got to be able to get beyond depending on other people to save him, and that can be a very difficult road. Also Sand has gotta move past whatever the fuck happened with his ex! Because that’s been affecting his relationship with Ray from the beginning

That about sums up my thoughts on this episode, although I will add I was very devastated at wanting more Cheum/April only to end up with Cheum talking shit about her gf 😭 But I respect April for her reaction and demanding better communication.

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[glittermolars]

My friends and I restarted the Shadowrun campaign we started a few years ago and I’ve been drawing MY BOYYY Cabar3t (Cabaret). He’s a troll decker on the run from his Ares exec ex-boyfriend because he might’ve maybe uhh stolen his deck after the break up. He’s faggy, blunt, a bit of a coward, and has a rocky relationship with the ol’ meatspace, but he’s wicked good at decking and hacking, so the party of Awakened folks (and one stowaway college student) are keen on keeping him around. Oh how I love him so ❤️💜❤️

C H E E S I N ‘ ✨ (which he doesn’t do enough)

[simcardiac-arrested]

your fever is going up? 😳well then

false disposition is a song by ferry, the second song in the parties are for losers vocaloid series, released not long after the first one. it centres around sanya and her relationship with yura and sergei (sorta). it is a series of flashbacks. the next pafl song will also focus on sanya, i suspect

the first flashback is of sergei telling sanya that the world is a cruel place to people like her (shes albino), that he'll keep her safe. he has a very "it doesnt matter if youre not happy it matters that youre alive", although he also cares about her happiness still. he prefers she'd be alive tho. their parents are dead, so, hes had to take care of her for . around a decade? almost completely alone, with the help of nikita (loser) and kolya (we'll learn about him next song i think). she does care about sergei, but dear god she wishes he'd at least let her go to school (shes homeschooled)

now, homeschooled. she gets tutored by yura in math, who sergei is also preparing to become a stalker. she loves hanging out with him. hes her only friend - he doesnt rlly consider her a friend at this point, just a weird teen he tutors. that sucks at math. she likes hearing about how his days are going, and, they don't even rlly talk about math lol they just talk about random shit. one day, sanya asks yura to take her to a party, and! after a bit of surprise he does!

she does not like it there:( more specificaly, she sees yura flirting with a girl, and she goes outside, kicks up and punches trashcans all "ohhh this world is a cruel place to people like me, he told me so- i wont give him that, damage control wont help me now- i wish i felt nothing at all" bc like, i dunno, her and yura have a weird crush thing going on. but they also don't. weirdos. yura however comes to find her n goes Oh Man i hate this town. and starts beating up the very same trashcans with a baseball bat. n they bond then and there ... besties ... their fates, sealed as buddies ....

anyway, the song ends like it started- with sanya running after yura who is going to the zone for his stalker trip, and going "its not like im saying goodbye, but just in case, i wanna tell you i-" but yura interrupts her. tells her that he'll come back, not to worry. gives her his jacket. and thats it boyyy. check these images out

heres your saff boss

[ballplayersxo]

Yes MPJ little brother went driving while intoxicated in jan and hit someone else’s car at the intersection. And she died. He’s currently awaiting trial. He’s 21 I believe. Sad and I won’t blame michael but he def introduced that lifestyle to his siblings.. strippers, escorts etc introducing them do women damn near 30 and they just got out of highschool. He did this over summer with his 18/19 year old brother when he brought him to James garden’s bday party. There was a video of them entering the building he literally told him brother to sag his pants more :/ it’s always the church boys cuz boyyy me and friends used to discuss MPJ all the time. Dangerous 😂😭😭

this is actually so sad. see when you don’t give kids freedom they end up doing shit like this when they finally get a taste. rip to the woman who died 💔

[choiwonder]

FRATBOY JISUNG🔥🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️

OHHHH BOY OH BOYYY THIS IS THE MAN, he’s like the connie of eren fanfics 😭😭😭😭, everyone knows him, he’s hot and the life of the party 🤭🤭

omgggg imagine being in rival sororities and you’re sneaking around his frat house, giggling in the halls whilst jisung is playfully trying to kiss you,,,,, you attempt to shush him with a grin dressed on your lips as he pins you against the wall ignoring your teasing protests!!!! oh jisung dreamy sigh, how he’d fit the both of you in a closet to hide from the others then remind you to stay quiet or you’ll get caught 🫶🫶🫶

[cupofchangeling]

Ted was a bit of a softy. Weak willed and squishy and unable to grab anything with those stuffed, sewn arms of his. Not that BøRthoLåøxz could judge—his arms were claws made of pure shadow; not much good for anything other than ripping or tearing into Dreamflesh.

But it was irksome, honestly, to see Ted weeping softly, his button eyes unable to shed a single teardrop but still somehow shining with grief.

“He’s—g-g-gooonnee!”

BøRtho rolled his eyes. “Whaat, Ted? Who’s gone?”

Ted simply wept some more.

BøRtho sighed. “It’s not the spaceman pillowcase again, is it? Just ask Zach to put a new one on he’s got a million—“

Ted sobbed loudly, interrupting him. “I CAAANN’TTT. he’s GOOOONNNEEE!”

BøRtho sat up straight through the bed, abandoning his lounging position and the magazine he’d been flipping through.

“Zach’s gone? Gone where? He only went to the closet to turn out the light.”

“I—I—k-k-knowww,” Ted sobbed brokenly, “but he’s not there anymore. And he’s not here, and he’s goonnee.”

That was a little strange, he had to admit. Zach usually liked to sleep with the closet light on. BøRtho was a little shaken. People really didn’t just vanish into closets, not unless a monster was hiding in them. But the post in Zach’s bedroom was for under the bed, not in the closet, and besides, he was already filling the job. “Ted, people don’t just…vanish into closets. Not without something strange in them already."

Ted looked at him with eyes wet as oceans—even though they were still plush-toy dry. The sentiment wasn’t a lie, but BøRtho could tell it also wasn’t exactly true in this case. He didn’t have the heart to let Ted down.

“He’s probably just…getting a glass of water…from the…Bathroom!”

Ted nodded, and loudly sniffed as his useless cotton arms swiped clumsily at the shiny buttons on his face. “Y-yeah. Bathroom.”

And that was it. Crisis averted, BøRtho could go back to his magazine. Until--

“But—he did go to the closet. And he still isn’t back yet…. Say, BøRthoLåøxz,” (always the full fucking name with this one!), “you don’t happen to know if any mo—...M-words took him, do you?”

Ted thought the word “monster” was offensive. Hilarious. Still didn’t stop him from using its censored version, though. He should hear what the other boogeymen referred to themselves as.

“No, Ted,” BøRtho sighed (they’d been over this ten years ago when he’d first been posted), “a monster definitely didn’t. I got the job here—I’d know if someone else was posted here.”

Ted scrunched his stuffed face as well as he could—not quite reaching fear or disappointment against his sewn-on smile. “So who did take him? He wouldn’t leave us!”

Ted was right—Zach didn’t like having a boogeyman, but he wouldn’t abandon him. And he adored Ted too much to just piss off without a goodbye. “I—don’t know.”

The closet wasn’t dark. The bare bulb on the string still gently hummed with electricity as BøRtho slithered up to it, Ted slowly plodding close behind.

“He isn’t here! I knew it!” Ted began to weep again.

“Ted, calm yourself. I’m sure he’s perfeclty—"

“He’s only 12!” (13. Zach was 13. He’d just had his birthday party yesterday.) “He can’t take care of himself! He needs us! HE’S JUST A BOYYY!!!” the wailing was so loud BøRtho was certain it was going to wake the whole household. At least they wouldn’t have to look for Zach alone.

But then, there came a voice. “Why, that’s not true!"

The pair turned to look at the figure who had appeared in the light of the closet behind them. It was a woman, tall and larger than Zach. She seemed to glow in the dim, golden light, and was dressed in soft, comfortable clothes.

“He’s not a little boy anymore, Ted.” She stooped down to pick him up, and BøRtho curled around her ankles as if he could actually hurt a being made of golden light and cashmere.

“Who—who are you?” Ted sniffled, but at least he wasn't sobbing anymore. Teddy bears. Always so quick to change their mood.

The woman’s eyes twinkled. “Oh, I think you’ve heard of me. Who does he call in the middle of the night when he’s scared or hurt, BøRthoLåøxz? Who hugs him even better than you do, Teddy?"

Ted gasped. BøRtho gaped. The Mom. Moms were widely heard of, but they had a magic that dispelled boogeymen away from children, and that made Teddy Bears sort of just—float away until their children were alone again. They had never seen one up close.

“You’re…the Mom?”

She looked down at him. “Yes, BøRtho, I’m Zac’s mom. I’m the first person who noticed the change, and while it will be painful to watch him drift away from us, I think ultimately it’s for the best that you helped him grow up.”

“So..our job…was to help Zach grow up?” BøRtho definitely hadn’t been told about this at orientation.

“And you’ve done a wonderful job preparing him for us! Fear, and comfort, in equal amounts! Zac—he spells it without the H, now—is going to grow up into a fine adult! His father and I are excited to see how he becomes his own person. Thank you,” and she gently stroked Ted’s cheek, and her hands glowed with golden light that swirled down Ted’s fur and made him twitch and shiver a little.

Ted began to cry again, and large drops of water fell to the floor. Almost too big for a teddy bear. “B-but..he’ll forget us!”

The Mom smiled tearfully. “Oh, but that’s the best part: he won’t forget you. He just won’t always be with you. He’ll tell stories about us to his friends. He’ll recall your soft arms when he passes toy stores, and your reaching claws when the wind shakes the tree branches in the middle of the night! Whenever he’s scared, he’ll think of you, BøRthoLåøxz. And Ted, he’ll pass you onto his own child someday! And you’ll smile again.” She gently tapped on Ted’s stitching, his usually-stiff smile now a sorrowful, kinetic frown.

“But what do we do until then? I thought this job was for the long-haul,” BøRtho piped up. There was an uncertainty to this whole thing that made his (entirely metaphorical) knees weak.

“Oh, well, sometimes it is. But usually Boogeymen get reassigned sometime after puberty. Unless they retire, that is. Or transition to Sleep Paralysis Demons.” She gently quirked an eyebrow at him.

BøRtho rubbed the back of his shapeless neck, scratching non-existent hairs. “Ah-I dunno. I—I kind of liked being the monster I was. Nice, soft gig, didn’t need to do anything truly horrific. Can we just—go back to how it was before?” It was the sort of thing rational individuals never imagined themselves saying—until they said it. And the shameful surprise of the words caused some teary ectoplasm to leak out of BøRtho’s gaping, jagged eyeholes.

“Oh, my darlings,” and The Mom leaned down from her towering height and hugged them both close. “Nothing can ever be the same as it was. It must be new. And new again. You’ll have to keep those memories where they belong: in your hearts, and in the stories you tell to each other on the shelf while you sit and wait for the next child. Or to that child when the time comes.”

She pulled back, looking as sad as if she felt what they did. “Things must change.”

Ted started to delicately cry silent tears. “But I didn’t want a change!”

“That’s the thing about change, my darlings,” and she picked them up and put them on the closet shelf, “no one wants it until after it happens.” And she turned off the bare bulb of the closet, leaving them in darkness.

But she didn’t close the door, so the glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling and the nightlight in the corner and the soft glow of moonlight from the window all illuminated the darkness in the faint glow of something magical. Something that felt like love.

A child goes missing late one night after investigating a light emanating from their closet. The Child's teddy bear and the monster that lives under the bed must put aside their differences and form a truce in order to rescue the child.

[cyberthot666]

so randomly met his dad last night. he’s ex military. we were hanging out and had to run back by his house to get his medicine & he lives with his parents and his dad came out and started talking to me. asked me where I’m from, how long I’ve lived here, what I do for a living. I didn’t feel nervous or awkward at all. he told me his dad was an asshole but he seemed very nice. and when we were done talking I went to shake HIS hand and then his mom was also there but I’ve already met her and haven’t really talked to her but she’s very nice. wasn’t planning on meeting this dude’s parents bc I’m not trying to be anything with him. we’re just hanging out til he leaves for air force which is what he says he’s doing. he’s only introduced me as a friend which is fine. well apparently off that one interaction his dad was like “she reminds me of your last ex” which he already told me all about. I have seen pictures of this girl. they dated for 3 years been broken up for over a year. and I’m sorry but like. you can’t compare me to her. first of all we look nothing alike. I’m actually pretty lmfao. and he told me how she acted & how she used him for money (and he’s such a simp he let her lmfao) and cheated on him and fucking stabbed herself when he tried to leave her. and just bc when his dad asked what I do for work I said I clean & I’m working on my art at the moment, he compared me to her bc apparently that’s what she used to do. but I guarantee her art didn’t look like mine 😂 she’s probably never even made a profit from her shit he told me she just used to do it for fun. boyyy I kinda wish I could see what it looked like 😂 & I am an independent cleaner which means I have long term clients & work for myself. I don’t work like say for some seedy hotel that overworks & underpays you. after that I was like okay your dad is an asshole bc wtf I was so polite & respectful & he’s gonna go make all those assumptions bout me off one BRIEF interaction 🙄 but also like, I ain’t got shit to prove. so okay 😂 and now he’s saying invite me to their family party later this month to get some food but I think really he just wants to sus me out which is fine bc now I’m up for the challenge 😂😂😂 I’ll show you why you can’t compare me to no random average bitch

[itsybitsys]

@kcrclrezni​ said:   are you really going in there?

      it’s not the strangest place to find himself in, though it’s miles and miles and dreams away from his comfortable farmhouse.  no, the most salient point in all this mess is that colm has never ever been in company quite like this.  he’s a little startled that sturmhond is a real person — and moreover, that he’s as young as he is.  granted, he looks old enough to be settling down without raising any eyebrows at the very least, but next to colm — old, withering widower as he is — the captain looks astonishingly young.

“ it’s been an age since i’ve been in a proper kaelish pub, ”  he admits, with a wary glance.  “ but, it’ll be alright.  jes asked me to wait for him here, and it’ll be nice to sit awhile.  will you be joining me, er — captain? ”

[just-some-random-blogger]

You peeked in on him, smiling when you noticed how he starfished all over the bed…he always was a bed hog, even if he denied it. His hair was a mess, mouth open slightly but for once he looked relaxed and comfortable. It was a rare sight to see, but you loved it so much. Popping into the room, you brushed a few rogue locks of hair out of his face before pressing a kiss to his cheek. He made a small sound, but didn’t stir further.

SPRAWLED OUT JOELLLLLL 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 SPRAWLED OUT JOEL SPRAWLED OUT JOEL SPRAWLED OUT JOEL NAUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRR STARFISH BOYYY

You changed into some comfier clothes, sliding on a pair of shorts and an old shirt of Joel’s before padding into the kitchen to clean everything up. It wasn’t your favorite thing in the world, but you like the bit of normalcy it brought to life. [...]

Ok i personally as an tshirt lover and cotton booty shorts enthusiast, support the tee shorts movement. Not everyone has to like it but yass purr slay *i* love them AHAHHAHA thats all HAHAAH

That was until you felt a strong, familiar pair of arms wrap around your waist. You yelped softly  as he pulled you against his warm body and laughed, causing the sound to reverberate through his chest. 

🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨 ok but the strong arms from behind 🤨🤨🤨🤨 gurl what why are you acting like this is a plot twist who else did you think it was gonna be 👎👎 boo

Also joel LAUGHING 🤨🤨🤨🔪🔪🔪👎👎👎👎👎 MEGA boo

“Relax,” he whispered in your ear, voice low and husky, causing a shiver to shoot down your spine. You made a small sound as you became more pliable in his grasp, feeling like putty as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, “maybe you should be more careful - listen better. Never know what or who could sneak up on you.”

You tacky as fuck shut up.... But ill give you a pass cos the shoulder kiss is cute

“There’s no one or anything I’m typically on the lookout for,” you turned around so you were facing him, a pout on your lips. Joel was tempted to kiss it away, “you don’t let me go outside very often.”

SO WHY WERE YOU SHOCKED GIRL MAKE IT MAKE SENSE ok i get it ur jittery sigh it be like that

“Yeah,” he nodded, his cheeks warming up at the tender look of affection on your face, “you mentioned that you’d always wanted one…”

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HELP WHAT A PUPPY UGHHHH HES SO GROSSSSSS HELLPPP MEEEEEEEEE

“I remember a lot,” he shrugged it off like it was no big deal, “and I like you a lot. So, here we are.”

🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢 ITS GIVINGGGGGGG HIGH SCHOOLLLLL CRUSSHHHH HEELPPP

“Anything with you is perfect,” you insisted softly, “whether or not you believe it.”

“And I’m the romantic?” he tutted softly as you pretended to scowl at him, “baby.”

Yall corny as fuck

[sad single crying]

“Only if you’re willing to fully commit to this dance party.”

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 THEY SUCH LOOOOSSSEERRRRSSSSSSSSS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 CRYING

okay i got one for you 👀 joel and reader dancing in their kitchen to old records and ellie seeing them and teasing them then they all dance together and spend the night in

AN | How about a little found family fluff?Enjoy ❤️

Pairing | Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Language

Word Count | 2.4k

Masterlist | Joel, Main

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It wasn't often that you got some time alone with Joel. Sometimes it felt more you were passing ships in the night…or always surrounded by someone. 

But this afternoon it happened to be just the two of you, not a single other person. It was almost too quiet. Which you’d complain about, if it hadn’t been for Joel’s soft snores sounding throughout the space. He was exhausted and you couldn’t blame him for taking advantage of a mid-afternoon nap on the rare occasion that it presented itself.

You were half tempted to join him in bed, but thought better of it, knowing that absolutely nothing would get down if both of you were napping. And there was always something to do. 

You peeked in on him, smiling when you noticed how he starfished all over the bed…he always was a bed hog, even if he denied it. His hair was a mess, mouth open slightly but for once he looked relaxed and comfortable. It was a rare sight to see, but you loved it so much. Popping into the room, you brushed a few rogue locks of hair out of his face before pressing a kiss to his cheek. He made a small sound, but didn’t stir further.

You changed into some comfier clothes, sliding on a pair of shorts and an old shirt of Joel’s before padding into the kitchen to clean everything up. It wasn’t your favorite thing in the world, but you like the bit of normalcy it brought to life. Although you supposed that this, the current messy statement of the world, was normal now. It had been over twenty years and you’d stopped holding your breath for things to return to how they were. All you could do was make the best of it…Joel and Ellie helped a lot with that. You had no clue where you’d be without them.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

A few hours had passed and you’d gotten the space all neat and clean and were rummaging through the fridge for what to make for dinner. 

That was until you felt a strong, familiar pair of arms wrap around your waist. You yelped softly  as he pulled you against his warm body and laughed, causing the sound to reverberate through his chest. 

“Joel!” you tried to make it sound like you were reprimanding him, but it felt flat and made him laugh even harder, “you’re a jerk! You could have given me a heart attack.”

“Relax,” he whispered in your ear, voice low and husky, causing a shiver to shoot down your spine. You made a small sound as you became more pliable in his grasp, feeling like putty as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, “maybe you should be more careful - listen better. Never know what or who could sneak up on you.”

“There’s no one or anything I’m typically on the lookout for,” you turned around so you were facing him, a pout on your lips. Joel was tempted to kiss it away, “you don’t let me go outside very often.”

“That is for your-”

“Safety,” you mocked, but there was nothing but reverent fondness lacing your tone, “I know, you worrywart.”

His expression was hard as he studied in silence for a few moments and you wondered if you’d done something wrong. But before you could ask, his face softened and he leaned in to pepper kisses across your face, which only caused you to giggle, the feeling of his beard tickling your skin. You felt his hand brush against yours, and took his hand, threading your fingers through his, “Joel.”

“C’mon,” he tugged on your hand gently, and started to back up towards the bedroom. You didn’t move for a moment and instead shook your head, both of you knowing that it wouldn’t take much for you to comply with him, “baby. You’re killing me here.”

“Dramatic much?” you snorted in amusement but gave in, letting him tug you along, “what would you ever do without me, Joel Miller?”

“Suffer,” he sounded so sure that you shook your head in amusement, “you don’t want me to suffer, right?”

“I dunno…”

“Alright, alright,” he huffed, gently nudging you onto the bed, “that’s enough out of you.”

You made yourself comfortable on the soft sheets that still smelled like him, that were still warm from him. You sighed softly as you looked at him, squealing as he perched himself over you, caging you in between his arms as he dipped his head down to kiss you. Okay, this wasn’t too bad at all. 

Joel kissed you until you were both soft smiled and wild eyed. You put your hand on his face, brushing your thumb over his cheek as you looked at him sweetly. It was almost too much for him to bear; to feel so safe and loved. 

“What are you thinking?” he closed his eyes as he leaned into your touch, turning his face so he could press a kiss to your palm. 

“Thinking about you should stay in bed with me-”

“What about - “

“It can wait,” he insisted quietly as you beamed at him. Honestly? You would never say no to him, “stay with me. Just for a little while…who knows when we’ll get the chance again?”

“Okay,” you pulled him back to your lips, “you’ve convinced me.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It was dusk by the time you’d stirred from slumber, still tangled up with Joel. You were curled into his body, his arm lazily draped over your waist and legs tangled together. A contented sigh escaped your lips as you stared outside the window at the pretty pinks and lavenders on the horizon. You cherished moments like these; the quiet, still ones that didn’t involve anything other than just being. It was a rarity these days.

“What are you thinking about?” he whispered, dragging his lips along your shoulder. You hadn’t even realized he was awake. You were about saying something deep and sweet but then your stomach rumbled loudly throughout the otherwise quiet room.

“Thinking about how hungry I am and how it’s time to make dinner,” you laughed, the sound going straight to his heart as you pulled out of his grip. You grabbed your (his) shirt off the floor and slipped it back on as he lightly groaned, frowning at you, “calm down - it’s not like you’ll never see me shirtless again!”

“But I’d enjoy it now…”

“The sooner you help me make dinner, the sooner we can get back to bed-”

He was at your side before you could even finish what you were saying, which just caused you to laugh. His hands found purchase on your hips as he steered you towards the small kitchen. But before you could get to cooking anything he stopped you for a moment, “I have something for you.”

“What?” you asked in surprise and he nodded eagerly, “Joel, you didn’t have to get me anything.”

“I know,” he trapezed towards the closet, digging through it for a few minutes before pulling something out and holding it up to you triumphantly, “ta da.”

You looked between him and the object he was holding for a few moments, heart constricted with affection. You felt the familiar sting of tears at the back of your eyes as you looked at the man you loved. Joel’s expression wavered for a moment, unsure of how to handle your reaction. 

“Joel,” his name caught in your throat as you took a few steps closer, “a record player?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, his cheeks warming up at the tender look of affection on your face, “you mentioned that you’d always wanted one…”

“I mentioned that like once,” you exhaled softly as he set the player down on the table. You brushed your fingers along the top, admiring it with soft eyes, “a long time ago. You remembered.”

“I remember a lot,” he shrugged it off like it was no big deal, “and I like you a lot. So, here we are.”

“Just like, huh?”

“Well, you know,” he pulled you into a hug that you happily returned as you buried your face into his chest, breathing in the familiar scent of him, “like to an extreme. Love. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you pulled back and leaned up to kiss his cheek. You had tears in your eyes and he tenderly brushed them away with his thumb, “thank you.”

“Nothing to thank me for,” he insisted with a gentle bop to the tip of your nose, “now we can make good use of those vinyls you like to collect.”

“I knew they’d come in handy for a reason!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The two of you were sitting around the table, finishing off the last bits of dinner, stuffed but happy. So happy. You practically couldn’t keep the grin off your face as the two of you talked about anything and everything that crossed your minds. 

After a while, you grabbed the dirty dishes and cleared them off before putting them into the sink. Realistically, you probably should have washed and put them away, but you didn’t want to. Not tonight - that was a tomorrow problem. 

You’d heard Joel get up, but what you hadn’t heard was him grabbing a record and setting it up on the player. Not until you heard soft music flowing freely into the room. You made a small sound of surprise before turning around to find him standing there with a smile on his face and holding his hand out to you. You laughed softly, a fresh wave of emotion washing over you as you took his hand. 

“May I have this dance?” you bit your bottom lip between your teeth - a sight Joel was sure would kill him one - but nodded softly. How could you ever say not to him? You couldn’t. You’d known that for a long time.

“You may,” he took your smaller hand in his, the other hand settled on your waist as he started to sway with you to the music. He’d picked an older album, songs that were old when you were young, but that were soft and romantic. He might have been rough around the edges, but once you managed to break his walls down slowly, you realized he was a soft hearted, kind, gentle man. You were just glad he’d chosen you to give his heart to. 

You pressed yourself to him, resting your chin on his shoulder. His arms might have been your favorite place in the world - everything just felt so right with him. 

“You’re a real romantic,” you smiled sweetly at him and he didn’t even have it in his heart to tease you. Instead a deep rosy flush started to settle in his cheeks as he offered you a shy nod.

“It’s not like I can really take you on a date,” he sounded disappointed in that but you shook your head. Nothing really mattered, not when you had him, “so this while have to do for now.”

“Anything with you is perfect,” you insisted softly, “whether or not you believe it.”

“And I’m the romantic?” he tutted softly as you pretended to scowl at him, “baby.”

“Don’t ‘baby’ me,” you laughed, but neither of you loosened your grips. You would have been content to stay like this forever.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It was getting late into the evening and the two of you were still listening to music, but you’d switched to something more upbeat. You were dancing around like fools, eating dessert in between stolen kisses and sweet touches. You were having so much fun that you almost hadn’t heard the knock at the door. 

You were about to open it when Ellie let herself in, her eyes widening in surprise at the two of you. You were both disheveled and bright eyed, drunk on laughter and kisses. 

“Hey Ellie Bean,” you grinned and wrapped her into a hug before she could say anything else. She looked between both of you before reaching for a piece of chocolate and popping into her mouth, “what’s up, sweetheart?”

“Nothing much,” she made a small sound of excitement at seeing the record player. It might have been vintage to you, but to her, a girl born into this reality, it was a whole other world, “wanted to see what you two were up to. I had a feeling you’d stashed all the candy away when I couldn’t find it anymore!”

“Had to save it for a rainy day,” you grinned as you held out your hand to her. She looked at it with a raised eyebrow for a moment before shaking her head with a huff of laughter and taking it, “now that you’re here, you can dance with us!”

“It’s not a rainy day,” despite her best efforts, she couldn’t keep the smile off her face, “and you two have officially lost it!”

“Let loose kid,” Joel took her hands and swung around with her and your eyes lit up with happiness at the two of them. There was no one you loved more in the world than these two people - your family. She was laughing, a sound that suited her beautifully as the two of them danced around like fools, “it’s okay to have fun sometimes, you know.”

“Oh?” she looked at him with both eyebrows raised high, “you might want to keep that in mind too.”

“You both should,” you cut in and took one of each of their hands, “we all should!”

“Fine,” they both murmured at the same time, such a father and daughter duo. 

You stopped for a moment, looking at both of them with a fervent intensity and feeling your heart swell happily. You gently took Ellie’s face in your hands before pressing a kiss to her forehead, “I love you, Ellie Bean.”

You turned to Joel before repeating the gesture, “and I love you too, Joel.”

“Fine, fine, fine,” she pretended to wave you off but you could see the smile on her face, “can we stop being sappy and get some more chocolate?”

“Only if you’re willing to fully commit to this dance party.”

“Deal,” both of them echoed as you looked between them in sheer amusement. 

“I’m in,” Ellie grinned. 

“I’m in,” Joel sighed, but it was a fond sound.

“Me too,” you promised them, “all in always.”

[strayed-quokka]

unsupervised || hwang hyunjin

» summary: there’s a reason you skip church on sundays, but no one would ever know that reason was your friend, hwang hyunjin.

» pairing: hyunjin x reader

» rating: NC-17 minors dni

» genre: friends with benefits, smut

» warnings: porn with like no plot, reverse cowgirl, creampie, possessiveness, sub reader, dom hyunjin, unprotected sex, spanking, mentions of marking, use of a vibrator, lingerie, form of breathplay (?), chocking, bruising, pet names, degrading names, brief crying, think that's it...

» words: 2,345

» a/n: so maybe i am a hyunjin blog… sue me... funnily enough i was working on my sunwoo smut when i decided to deviate a little… said sunwoo smut still coming though cause boyyy 🥵

Your family didn’t like Hyunjin. He’d never really given them a reason to dislike him, but your father especially liked to say that there was just something about him. 

When Hyunjin first found out your family's distaste for him, he immediately complained. He was sweet and attentive, helping your mother load the dishwasher after dinner, and even helping your younger brother with bible studies. From the outside, Hyunjin was a perfect gentleman and a close friend of yours, so what the hell was he doing wrong? 

He went to parties he didn’t want to attend if you were going just to make sure nothing happened to you and spent hours on homework that you didn’t understand just so that it felt a little bit easier for you. 

Hyunjin was sweet, until the day your friendship changed into something sinful, and maybe then you understood just what that something was that your father had been on about. 

It had been a Sunday morning and you’d felt unwell enough for your family to let you stay home from church. You weren’t nearly as religious and deep in your beliefs as them, but you still went with few exceptions and little complaint. That day had been an exception, and Hyunjin had come over to make you feel better. 

You’re still not entirely sure how trying to make you feel better resulted in him having his cock inside you, but you got addicted to it and he knew it. 

A few months in and far too many Sunday’s missed, your parents were getting suspicious, and on top of it, disappointed. However, your school work wasn’t faltering (second year of university was going surprisingly well), and your behaviour otherwise was more than perfect.

“What’s the excuse this time?” your mother asks as you come down the stairs, still dressed in your pajamas. You sigh, not meeting her eyes as you go to the fridge to grab some water. 

“I have a big project,”

“And that can’t wait an hour because-?”

“It’s a group project and we’ll be in a call,” a half lie. You did have a group project, but you weren’t doing it today, and your father seems to consider that you’re not telling the truth before he gives in. 

“This is the last time,” you nod, though you don’t think it is. It’s not like Sunday’s were your preferred days to have sex. It just happened to be one of the few times that your family was all out of the house and Hyunjin could wander in the front door. After the time he’d attempted to climb up to your window and nearly fell, that seemed to be the better option.

You wait fifteen minutes after they leave to give Hyunjin the clear, using the time you know it takes him to get here, to change into something you deemed nicer for the occasion. 

You’d bought it just yesterday, a lingerie set you hid under your bed just in case. It was a white corset, tight on your waist and pushing your breasts up and together, with a matching white thong. You liked the way it looked, deeming the price tag worth it as you hear the front door shut. 

“Where are you?!” 

“Bedroom!” you nearly want to add where I always am, genius, but you refrain. Hyunjin liked to be rough with you and you didn’t need to play with fire. 

“I swear these damn stair-” the man stops, his eyes shifting from annoyance to a dark lust as he licks his lips, chuckling lowly as he runs a hand through his black hair, “well, look at you.”

“Thought you’d like it,” he hums in approval, shutting the door behind him and moving closer to you. 

“I got you a present too,” you’re curious now, watching him reach into his pocket before revealing a small bullet vibrator, “I’m going to make you lose all sense.”

He pushes you, hard enough for you to stumble back and fall onto the bed as he throws his jacket off and his shirt over his head, on top of you not a second later. His kisses are hungry and desperate against your lips in a way that excites you, your thighs pushing together from the tension until he’s gripping one of your legs and forcefully pushing them apart, “don’t even try.”

You moan, feeling his large hand grip around your throat as he pulls away, hovering over you, “open your mouth.”

You obey immediately and the amusement in his eyes is clear as he shoves two of his fingers into your mouth, his other hand loosening the grip on your throat while you suck on his fingers. There’s no doubt in your mind that you already look like a mess, but Hyunjin loves you best that way. 

“Imagine if they knew what a whore you are,” you whimper, his fingers moving away from your mouth, down your neck and towards the swell of your breasts. It feels slightly wet from your saliva, and you can feel the arousal cling to your white thong and even along your thigh. 

“Look at you. It’s pathetic,” the day Hyunjin had first learned that you loved being insulted when in such a vulnerable position, marked the end for you. Ever since, he loved to make you feel completely submissive in his hold, especially because he knew that nothing turned you on more. He never missed a second to laugh at you for it. 

Hyunjin pushes the fabric of your corset down just slightly, but it’s enough for your breasts to spill out and for your erect nipples to meet the cold air. He watches you for a second, making you feel smaller while your legs push together and he tsks, “don’t you learn?” 

He practically tears your legs apart, one of his hands pushing your thigh into the mattress with his weight, enough to leave a bruise but you don’t care, while the other moves the fabric of your string thong to one side. Feeling his fingers adjust the piece of clothing and briefly run past your folds makes your eyes squeeze shut, a whimper leaving your throat while your hips push up into his hold.

“Poor baby,” he coos, the familiar mocking tone never leaving him, “it’s even on your thigh.”

You muster the strength to lift your upper body to have a look, but Hyunjin uses the hand that holds your thighs apart to push you back down, hand back on your throat as he squeezes lightly. It makes you dizzy, but you don’t want it to stop, even when he loosens his grip and gives you the chance to signal with your fingers to. You both had your signals, but rarely did you use them.

“You look so pretty like this,” his finger runs over your clit before he spits onto your already glistening folds, using his same finger to push his saliva inside your cunt.

“H-Hyunjin,” he doesn’t answer you in words, rather he lets his hand on your throat move down your chest, his nails scratching the skin. 

“You belong to me,” you nearly cry when he adds another finger, leaning down to suck on your neck, like he needs to mark every bare inch of skin to know that you’re his. 

“P-please,” you don’t know what you’re begging for anymore and it sounds pathetic, the way your voice breaks, but Hyunjin loves it. 

“Please what?” he leans over to one side, and you hear him turn on the vibrator he’d brought, applying light pressure to your nipple. He hisses when you clench around his fingers as a result, and you already know you’re going to come soon. 

“Let me come… p-please,” you beg, feeling his fingers quicken their pace whilst the vibrations continue over your nipples, occasionally more forceful and enough to make you shake. 

“Are you going to come?” 

“Yes! Y-yes,” everything stops. Hyunjin removes his fingers from you and puts the vibrator back down on the bed, and you can’t help the whimper and tears that fall from your eyes, “Hyun-”

“Are you crying?”

Normally, Hyunjin may be concerned, but he knows that your tears are a result of the orgasm you wanted but he wouldn’t let you have, “relax baby, I just want you to come around my cock, is all.”

He stands, removing the rest of his clothing before sitting back on the bed, patting his thigh in a gesture for you to climb on top of him. You do, dragging your body up as he watches you, “shouldn’t I take this off?” 

“No, I want it on,” you nod, feeling his hands cup your ass cheeks whilst you grind against him, his cock slowly pushing into your still clothed folds. Your body trembles as a response, and you swear you may have an orgasm soon just from this alone. He works on pushing your underwear to the side again, letting the tip of his cock move against you slowly, teasing your entrance as he pushes his head inside you before taking the pleasure away again. 

“Hyunjin… fuck me. Please fuck me,” he couldn't say no to that. 

“Turn around,” you do as you’re told, still straddling him as he lets his hand collide with your ass cheek. The sight makes him nearly lose it, and he decides to lose his resolve and push his thick cock inside your cunt. 

“F-fuck, how are you always so tight?” you groan, letting out shallow breaths as you try to adjust to his size, though he barely gives you much time before he’s bringing you further down onto his cock, “good girl.”

You mewl at the praise, sat over his hips as you lean onto his legs. He loves the way his cock has completely disappeared inside you, and if it were up to him, he’d move in a heartbeat, but he knows you always like to move first when it comes to being on top, and he respects what you want even if his words towards you say otherwise. 

When you first move, his eyes shut tight and he hisses, feeling you clench around him again as you begin bouncing on his cock, slow and careful first before becoming more comfortable. It’s when you begin to quicken your pace that he can’t take it anymore, gripping your hip with one hand before slapping your ass with the other. You clench around him every time and he smirks, a deep chuckle vibrating in his throat, “you like that?” 

But he already knows the answer, seeing you sink down on his cock drives him wild, but it isn’t quite enough of what he wants. 

He wants to make you scream. 

Hyunjin uses the strength he has to bring his hands around you to cup your breasts, using the grip he has on you to pull you down onto him, arching your back at an angle that has him deeper inside you than before, and he pushes his hips up enough so he can replace your thrusts against him with his own. 

“Oh god. Hyunjin!” he’s relentless, fucking up into you as you grip the sheets and try to steady yourself but it’s impossible. You let him be the only thing that keeps you in place, pulling you down further by your hair and going deeper. 

“Mine. You’re all mine, got it?” you nod, letting him grope your breasts while his other hand finds your throat again, cutting off your pathetic cries and replacing them with mewls and whimpers of pleasure, “you take my cock so good, fuck.”

He releases your breasts and fumbles with something, and it takes you a second to register that he’s reached for the vibrator and that it’s now teasing your clit whilst he’s fucking into you, and it’s embarassing how quickly you come, screaming his name when you do. 

It’s the most intense orgasm you’ve had in your life and Hyunjin feels it too, the way your whole body shakes viciously against him as he tries to keep you steady, still thrusting into you until his own orgasm follows yours, his cum spilling inside of you, a low growl ripping through his throat when he thrusts up one more time to keep it stuffed inside you. 

You both don’t move for a minute, mostly because you’re both so spent that you have to remember where you even are, and Hyunjin is incredibly careful when he lifts you off him, your muscles crying out as you fall next to him. He pulls you into his arms, though he knows it’s only for a little while before he has to leave and come back later under the pretence that he’s visiting you for the first time that day, supervised.

“They’ll be back soon,” he says, but you want to ignore it. You don’t want them to come back, but it’s not a choice, “you should shower.”

“I don’t want to,” he sighs, gently pushing you away from him though it breaks his heart a little when he does. 

“Go shower. I’ll hide the evidence,” you laugh, hitting him lightly though it’s rather pathetic with how your energy is completely wasted. 

You listen to him anyway, standing under the shower and cleaning your skin, and when you come out, your bed is freshly made and your window is open, a floral scent in the air. There’s also a sandwhich on your nightstand with a note, and you realise he must’ve left before he could say goodbye. 

I heard the car so I ran for it. Forgive me, I love you :)

You laugh, shaking your head at the idiot you call your friend, but you’re also relieved at his attentiveness for the noise downstairs tells you you’re not home alone anymore. 

Hours later, you nearly curse Hyunjin for the knowing smirk he gives you when sat at the dining table with your parents, knowing it’s exact intent. 

He’s wants to go again and this time, he doesn't care that your family is home. 

i am not a hyunjin blog

comments and feedback appreciated. i'm on a writing streak so i'll likely be back with more filth soon also excuse the banner i'm tired and can't afford photoshop anymore 🤧

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Hi, I'm the anon who requested the 'Crunchy x lolita' and I absolutely loved it! Could you do an Affogato x Lolita reader version? Thank you so much :>!

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Affogato x Lolita reader

~| Affogato is absolutely in love with your style.

~| This boy is very stylish himself. Very into makeup, dresses, aesthetic, etcetera, so he will definitely be one to appreciate the beautiful.

~| He loves the ruffles on your clothing, and how they tend to be lighter and more monotone, calmer colors.

~| Affogato is very color coordinated! If you ever need help with picking out matching clothes or seeing how two items go together, you can always count on him to give you good advice!

~| He actively seeks out clothes and accessories he thinks you'll like. Every other day or so he brings you something new and stylish. If there's nothing on the market for a while, he will personally commission someone to make something for you.

~| You can have spa days with him! He needs a good relaxing day off everyone now and then, which he often doesn't get. You don't even have to go to the spa- you and Affogato can stay home and have a little slumber party together!

~| He will try some of your clothes on! If you have any dresses, he will especially like those. If he thinks it looks nice on him he may go out in public with it, but, most of the time, it'll be a private modeling.