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violetnotez · 4 years ago

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HC: The Boys Taste Their S/o’s Chapstick

Anonymous: could I request headcannons for shinso, mirio, denki, sero, and bakugo kissing their s/o and tasting their chapstick ? Or if you want or when they realize their s/o takes care of them in really subtle ways that they didn’t really notice it at first ? i love your blog so much 🥺❤️

Hey babe omg Im so happy you like my blog!!!! Also this ask OMG I have been wanting to write it for so long!!!! Im a sucker for these super cute and fluffy headcanons, so thank you so much for the idea!

Pairings: Shinso x reader, Mirio x reader, Denki x reader, Sero x reader, Bakugo x reader

Warnings: some might get suggestive, but none of these are full blown NSFW! Just a sprinkle of spiciness, thats all!

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S H I N SO U

Flavor: Cherry Vanilla

Your currently trying to get ready for bed with Shinsou, his purple hair cascading against the pillow as he’s scrolling through Insta

defintely looking at cat vids

Youre just BEAT from the day- work, school, practice, whatever your life entails it just felt so incredibly tiring today

Of course, Shinsou seems to have other plans

Once he sees you come out of the bathroom, your hair wet, your skin dewy from washing, your body only wearing one of his oversized shirts and some small shorts....

man is gonna wanna be allllll over you

“Damn, kitten who allowed you to look that hot,” he’d purr, his eyes drinking you in as he propped his body on his elbows to get a better look

You’d roll your eyes, a smile on your lips-

Lowkey a perv for his s/o fight me on this

Once you sit down on the bed, its over

Shinso’s hands are all over you, his palms trailing under your shirt as he leaved lazy kisses on your neck

“Cmon, baby, lets have a little fun before we sleep....”

Just tell him your tired, and he’ll comply, turning super fluffy and cuddly in a matter of minutes

Reluctantly tho this boi is horny when hes horny

“Ahh my kitten’s tired? Fine then, you need your rest.”

He’ll lean in to give a sweet kiss, unknowingly of how flavorful you taste now with your chapstick

And OHOHOHO after that its OVER

The taste of vanilla bursts in his mouth, the scent of cherry becoming more prominent-

When did you start tasting so good?

He honestly wont know how to react- he’ll shake his head and blink a few times, “The hell-?” spilling out of his lips

He grabs you buy the chin, his thumb swiping against your lips gently

Once he sees the faint red sheen on his digit, it kinda dawns on him whats going on

You catch on to his confusion, a small giggle spilling out of you as you tell him its just chapstick you bought since your lips felt dry

He’ll just give you a lazy smirk, his lilac eyes a royal purple as he eyes you

This man cant HELP HIMSELF

He’ll lean in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer and more passionate as he tried to capture that taste again

“Do me a favor and keep wearing that kitten,”

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M I R I O

Flavor: Birthday Cake

Im so proud of fidning this picture im sorry it just matches so well

Anywaysssssssss

You had just gotten out of the locker room, your UA uniform a little wrinkled from being balled up while you were training

You walked out the metal doors, your lips feeling much softer than usual- you were in desperate need of chapstick after that particular lesson

Thanks UA for having training grounds that blow up every 5 seconds and spray dust everywhere

But thankfully Neijire is the best person ever and hooked you up with some super cute chapstick

Since it was new and just sitting in her book bag, she just told you to keep it

NEIJIRE WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO SWEET?

You had to admit though, you really liked it- the packaging was pretty cute, it was nice on your skin, but the SMELL

OMG

You felt like a bakery was near you every step you took

And everytime you licked your lips it tasted like sweets, which was an amazing addition

Makes ya wonder how safe it is to consume makeup 👀

Mirio is the cutest boyfirend though-wherever your class is, he waits for you outside and walks with you until you have to go your seperate ways

So, as usual, he’s waiting for you outside the locker room, a wide grin plastered on his face

Once he sees you walk out of the doors, he’s already bounding over, his arms swinging cause hes always just so happy to see you

“Hey sunshine!” he greets you like any other day, his voice just radiating happiness

Some days though, Mirio will kiss the top of your head as he grabs your hand and walks you to his class

Other days, he’s a little more bold, instead leaning down to give you a kiss on your lips as he snakes his hand around your waist

TODAY BABE

IS THAT DAY

You can tell he’s feeling a little more *frisky cause he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes

ehhhh why not indulge him?

So you get on your tippie toes, leaning in to him and planting a quick kiss on his lips

But thats when Mirio gets confused- did you eat something?Is it cake? CInnamon roll? Cookie? But whatever it is, it tastes GOOD

“Sweetie, did you buy something from the vending machine?” he asks, a confused grin on his face as he eyes you

You laugh, not realizing that Mirio would be affected by your new chapstick too,

“Oh no, its just a chapstick Niejire gave me, I think its cake batter flavored- do you like it?”

Mirio licked his lips , savoring the lingering flavor on his skin

“You batter belive it!”

*cue the groaning

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D E N K I

Flavor: Pina Colada

So Mina, bless her little music crazed heart, somehow won a pack of tickets from a radio station to a new water park opening up not too far from UA

It was superrrrr expensive to get in, but the music station hooked all you guys up with VIP tickers, a private cabana, food, THE WORKS

You had been running around with the group all day

(except Bakugo- he either went to the lazy river or the surfing simulator thignie cause Kaminari said he would wipe out and wanted to prove him wrong)

Everybody else wanted to do everythingggg, from ride the craziest rides to trying all the food the park had

By the end of the day, you were completely beat and just wanted to rest

Mina was sitting beside you in the cabana (again, thank you radio station for hooking some teens up!), just searching it for snacks the boys hadnt eaten

“Aww cmon, really?! We have chapstick but no food?!”

Your head instantly perked up at the sound- chapstick? God, you could deifnitely use some right now from all that chlorine and sun...

You asked Mina to toss you one, the pink skinned girl throwing you a tube as she grumbled about how “piggy” boys were

You checked the flavor on the tube, the fruits on the side label instantly telling you it was something tropical

As you were putting it on, the boys of Bakusquad were bounding up the steps, their feets covered in sand-

“Guess what?! We got Bakugo to go in the wave pool! Isnt that crazy! It had sand on the bottom, like a real beach-”

Kirishima was just gushing and super excited, Bakugo looking like a pissed off wet cat next to him

You sat up quickly, happy to see your boyfriend, his spiky hair all wet from the day and his boxers dripping

As Kirishima and Sero were messing with an extremely annoyed Bakugo, you went and grabbed the boys some towels, giving the last one to your boyfriend

“Aww thanks babe,” he gushed out, his hands grabbing the towel gingerly as he leaned to kiss you

But wait- you tasted- really sweet?

Kaminari pulled back slightly, a small smirk on his lips, cause damn, that tasted really good

“Did you eat some fruit or something? Cause you taste super yummy babe-”

You pointed to your lips as you told him how Mina found some free chapstick lying around in the cabana

Kaminari just gave you this really blissed out stare as he sneaked one more peck from you- he was kinda wishing his friends weren't here, cause hed totally be making out with you with that yummy stuff on your lips...

“Do me a favor and dont take that stuff off, okay? Until we get back to the dorms,”

He sent you a small wink, weaving behind you inconspicously, and giving your bottom a playful pinch

WHY YOU GOTTA BE A FLIRT KAMINARI

(Also before you left Kamianri most definitely dumped the whole jar of chapsticks into his backpack)

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S E R O

Flavor: Peppermint

You and Sero had just gotten coffee from a little cafe when it starts to rain

Like alottttttttttt

And of course it happens when your right outside, waiting for your ride to take you back home

So you two are just standing there like weirdos with the rain POURING, Sero holding up his jacket over both of your heads

But honestly, it’s not doing much to block out the rain, so honestly-why not have some fun?

You run out of the fabric, instantly feeling your whole body get drenched as you start twirling and laughing

“He-hey wait, babe!”

Sero’s gonna be laughing, and now y’all playing a wierd game of tag

Aghhhhhh so cute tho 🥺🥺

He catches you pretty quickly, his tape grabbing your waist and pulling you to him,,,

You instantly collide with his chest, your cheeks rosy from running around so much and your hands resting on his chest

Sero gives you the biggest grin, his finger under your chin and raising it to look at him

“You know your the biggest tease I know?”

“Yup!”

He laughs, placing a kiss on your lips-and omg why are you minty? and it feels soooo good to him, cause honestly mint isn’t a bad flavor-

“Hey babe whatcha got on your lips? Did you eat-gum or something?”

You just laugh and tell him it’s some chapstick you got (imagine the mint eos U KNOW THE ONE)

He asks if it’s the egg chapstick OML 💀

Yes Sero the egg chapstick

His lips are parted a little, his eyes wider than usual cause he’s lowkey confused on how he liked that so much

But he send you another huge grin before he kisses you again-

“I think your gonna need to wear that more for me, yeah?”

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B A K U G O

Flavor: Cinnamon

Bakugo has ben practically forcing you to wake up at ungodly hours with him to train

He says its cause “youre getting weak” but really he’s a total simp for having such close contact with you

Also he’s a little brat and put his all into it so you cant ever beat him, which boosts his ego for some reason?

“Hah, that really the best you got?” he scoffs down at you, his calloused hands pinning you to the ground as his body cages you in for the umpteenth time

Honestly, its hard to fight when your 1) annoyed about loosing and 2) have your hot as hell boyfriend pining you to the ground

But thankfully

THANKFULLY

He was starting to overheat, his breathe coming out in low pants as strands of hair began sticking to his forehead

You felt one of his palms begin to slip ever so slightly near you, and on instinct you knew you had to do something, you finally had an opening-

so you caused a distraction

Your hands quickly flew to the nape of his neck, pressing his head down to your so you could kiss him square on the lips

Bakugo was completely confused in the best way possible- he didnt expect that to happen, but hell, hes not complaining-

until his lips start to tingle

“-the hell?!” he sputters out, his mind trying to figure out what was going on just before you successfuly flip him over, with you now on top

You stared down triumphantly at your boyfriend, not knowing how well that worked- until you noticed how shiny Bakugo lips look

He begins mashing his lips together, trying to rub it off since you had his hands pinned down

“The hell is on my lips? Agh, dont tell me its that weird ass lip stuff that supposed to make your lips bigger or something-’’

Ummmmm how does he know about lip plumping lip gloss? Question for a another day-

“Its chapstick silly,” you giggle, “-cinnamon”

Honestly, he’s gonna like it-this boy likes spicy things and the fact that “spicy” sensation came from his s/o....shoooottttt he is in love

But

Of course

He’s gonna act like it’s wierd or something, cause HES wierd

“Cinnamon? You couldn’t get something normal like cherry or grape?”

You scrunch up your nose, cause yeah your not for those flavors AT ALL, and Bakugo finds his chance

He quickly flips you over, your back now against the floor and his body on top of yours

“Cmon, baka don’t tell me thats seriosuly all you got-“

Don’t remind him that you were able to flip him over tho he’ll turn red and tell you to shut it

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bts-reveries · 4 years ago

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young one | finale

(images at the end)

“Wakey wakey,” Jungkook says, about an inch away from your face. You slowly open your eyes, leaning in to give him a peck on the lips.

“Morning,” you mumbled, Jungkook scrunches his nose and pulls away, standing above you.

“You know, I was going to make this morning perfect since it’s our first day dropping off Sian at school together, as an ~engaged~ couple, and our first day of work… but you ruined it with that morning breath of yours,” he says, pinching his nose and closing his eyes. Dramatic much?

“I love you too,” you say sarcastically, ripping the duvet off of your body. “Did you make breakfast?” You say, sniffing the air. “It smells like… burnt pancakes.” He tilts his head at you and suddenly his eyes grow wide.

“S-SIAN,” he yells, running out of your room and to the kitchen. “I TOLD YOU TO WATCH IT.” You hear him yell.

“I DID!” You hear your son yell back.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME IT WAS BURNING?” Jungkook yells back.

“YOU JUST SAID TO WATCH IT.” You stay there, at the edge of your bed, laughing at their conversation.

“BABE,” Jungkook yells from the kitchen, “THERE’S ONE GOOD PANCAKE. DO YOU WANT IT?” You shake your head, standing up and walking to where your boys were at.

“No it’s okay, you guys can share it,” you say, sitting with Sian at the counter.

“Rock, paper, scissors?” Sian says, smirking at his dad. Jungkook squints his eyes at him, quirking up an eyebrow.

“RockpaperscissorssHOOT,” Jungkook mumbles quickly, shooting up ‘scissors’. Sian laughs as he holds up ‘rock’.

“Thank youu~” your son says, taking the pancake from Jungkook.

“Ah.. that’s my boy,” you say, petting your son’s head. You look up at Jungkook and see him pouting.

“Go ahead and get ready,” you tell him. “I’ll make more pancakes.” Jungkook’s face lights up immediately.

“Ugh YES, best wifey ever!” He yells with joy, running around to give you a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll pay you back with something special later,” he whispers in your ear, flashing you with a little wink.

“Who’s picking me up later?” Sian asks you two as you and Jungkook stand in front of him by his classroom door.

“Both of us,” Jungkook answers. Sian’s face lights.

“You and Mommy?!” he yells.

“Yeah of course,” you say. “Since mommy works with Auntie Sohyun now and daddy works with Uncle Jin, we’re able to take enough time off to spend with you together.”

“But mommy what about your college?” Sian asks you, concerned about your own education. You let out a small laugh as you thought it was cute that he knew and cared about that.

“Remember when we went to live with grandma and grandpa? I did school at home right?” Sian nods. “Well I’m still doing that, so I’m doing online schooling.”

“YAY! We get to be together all the time!” Sian yells, raising his arms. You laugh, pulling him into a hug.

“We do. But for now, you’re going to class and we’re going to work,” you say. Jungkook kneels down to give him a hug next.

“Love you buddy, we’ll see you in a few hours okay?”

“Okay!”

You and Jungkook had an hour to spare before you had to start your first shift and before Jungkook had to meet up with Jin at his building. The two of you decided to stop by the convenient store to kill some time, and buy some snacks.

It was pretty cold out. You two had your hands in your pockets, but Jungkook didn’t let go of your hand and held your right hand in his pocket instead. He’s been super clingy lately.

You liked it.

“Is that Sungjae?” you ask. The two of you were walking to the front of the store when you saw Sungjae sitting on the tables at the front, drinking. “It’s seven in the morning..” you whisper to Jungkook.

Jungkook lets go of your hand and walked up to his old friend.

“Hey.. are you okay?” he asks. Sungjae, still holding onto his drink, turns and looks up to Jungkook. He laughs.

“Did you come here to rub it in my face?” he responds. You frown, standing behind Jungkook.

“No, we came here to buy snacks..” you say quietly.

“Well you were wrong about everything. A kid may change your life but I doubt it’s for the better,” he says, taking a big swig of his drink. You frown, you were confused. You turn to Jungkook to see if he knew what Sungjae was talking about and you watch his face turn from confused to a big smile.

“You and Yuri?” Jungkook says. “I would have never seen that coming.”

“What?” You ask, turning to Jungkook.

“Yuri is pregnant,” he says. Your eyes grow wide.

“Shut up.”

Sungjae rolls his eyes. “Go ahead and rub it in my face--”

“Oh.. um, Sungjae,” you say, “I know how you all feel about me.. But just know.. That this sounds sucky right now because it wasn’t in your plan, but it’s going to be the best thing eve--”

“Shut up,” he groans. Your eyes widen in surprise. “I don’t want to hear all that dramatic stuff okay? It’s my life, don’t butt in.”

Your face drops and you turn away, Jungkook notices and he felt his face heating up.

“Look, Yn is just trying to help you feel better. We went through this too. You know that. You know, we’re willing to help you and Yuri start out if you need it just like how our friends helped us,” Jungkook tells him. “But if you’re going to despise my family no matter what, we won’t bother you again. My family does nothing to make you hate them but you continue to hurt them with your words and push them away without a second thought.” Jungkook sighs, taking his hand out of his pocket to grab yours. “Maybe this baby will give you the love you’re clearly lacking. Good luck with your life.” Jungkook turns away to walk inside the store, dragging you behind him when Sungjae laughs.

“Before you think about mines, worry about yours,” he says. “Keep calling yourselves the perfect family. I don’t see a ring on her finger.” You smirk to yourself, taking your left hand out of your pocket and showing him your gorgeous ring. Sungjae furrows his brows at the sight of your diamond.

“Don’t expect a wedding invitation,” you say, making Jungkook laugh as you two finally make your way into the store.

“So Yuri and Sungjae huh,” you say, before biting into your kimbap. “Would have never seen that coming.” Jungkook nods, chewing on his. The two of you were in the car, in the bakery parking lot. There was still 15 minutes to spare.

“I didn’t either. But I could care less about them,” he says, taking another bite. You turn to him.

“So you’re really over them this time?” You ask, he nods. “What if we bump into them a few years from now?” Jungkook laughs.

“If I hit Yuri with my cart again, I’ll say ‘sorry ma’am I didn’t see you there’ and go about my way,” he answers. “They were good friends when we were younger, but I have to move on. If I want a good future for my family, I have to keep moving forward. I can’t do that with my friends that’s stuck in the past.” You smile at his answer.

“Wow, you sound… really mature.. It’s kind of weird,” you say, making Jungkook laugh.

“I have a son, a lovely fiancée, and I work for a big company now,” he answers. “I’m a big boy, I should act like one.”

“I like that,” you say, smiling up at him, “but I also like the child at heart Jungkook so don’t go changing too much.”

“Hey I’m the same JK, just more responsible,” he says, with a little wink. He leans into you and you think he’s going in for a kiss, but he passes your lips and leans into your ear instead.

“Make sure you sneak out some cookies for me and Sian,” he whispers. You roll your eyes, pushing him away.

“Whatever Jeon, I don’t think your Yoongi hyung will like that,” you say.

“Maybe he won’t, but I’m sure noona will be okay with it.”

You shake your head, smiling, this is really going to be the man you marry.

young one

♛ finale ♛

pairings: photographer, dad!jungkook x hostess, mom!reader

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tastyykpop · 4 years ago

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a holiday drabble smut w chanyeol would be appreciated cause a bitch misses him 😔 (it’s me, i’m bitch)

Me too though 😔💔

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Pairings: chanyeol x reader

Genre: smut, fluff

Warnings: some d/s themes, its pretty soft and cute because its Christmas, unprotected sex, y/ns an innocent bitch, maybe a small😳🤏corruption kink

This was longer than I planned to write-

"Chanyeol the cookies!"

"cHaNyEoL tHe cOokiEs!" Your boyfriend mocked before you shoved your elbow in his side, making him laugh and stumble away from you.

"I'm serious," you sounded like you were lying because you were laughing along with him, "You're gonna make them too liquidy if you put too much milk."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He placed the cup of milk down on the table next to the bowl of mix, "Its not like you wouldn't be able to fix it anyway." Chanyeol shrugged, suddenly moving behind you to give you a back hug, but also leaning almost all of his weight on top of you too.

"Yeah but they have to be good for Santa...and my parents, but mostly for Santa!"

Chanyeol lifted his head off your shoulders and raised a brow, even though you couldn't see it, "Santa? What are you twelve?"

You stopped rolling the dough and froze, "Wha- yes Santa! Who do you take me for!? And why are you on me im trying to bake!??"

"Cuz I'm bored, for one, and two," he paused, did he really wanna break your heart and tell you the truth or did he want to be a good boyfriend and go with it? "Santa isn- is gonna love these cookies even if they turn out bad!" Chanyeol changed his mind and somehow made himself more believable when you smiled, jumping up a bit, but most importantly rubbing against him.

"Really!? Yayy~ Now hurry up and help, its almost 9pm!" You went back to rolling, but chanyeol didn't move, he was too focused on the fact that you were unaware of your ass grinding against his now growing member. Chanyeol really just wanted to bend you over the counter since you made him hard during a sweet bonding time, he wanted to ruin your innocence so bad. "Chanyeol."

He shook his head, not realizing you were staring straight at him, "Huh? What?"

"I said are you okay, you haven't even done what I asked and were staring off into space." You stared at the older man, wondering why he looked suddenly uncomfortable and red.

"I-im fine but...I need help with something." He blurted out, cursing himself for saying it so quick.

"Whatever it is, can't you wait till after? I need to put the cookies in." You looked back at the cookies, still slightly brushing against his boner without realizing and bent down to open the oven. He moved out of your way but he definitely felt your ass against his boner. Chanyeol was trying to hold it in, but it was becoming too much.

How could someone be so innocent? Chanyeol wondered to himself.

Chanyeol placed his hands on your hips when you stood back up, you thought he was just being his regular loving self so it didn't affect you in any way until you felt chanyeol kiss up and down your neck.

"What now?" You groaned, trying to brush him away but chanyeol grabbed your chin softly making you tilt your head the other way. "C-Chanyeol?"

"You trust me right?" He whispered waiting for a small nod which you gave him, "Good because I really need you right now, babe."

"B-but the cookies-"

"They're fine." He mumbled against your neck. You gripped the counter, trying to wrap your head around your boyfriends sudden horniness. "You're so cute y/n." Chanyeols lifted your shirt enough to explore your body with his curious hands, groping your breasts softly just to hear your small whimpers.

"C-can you please j-just..." you let your voice fall, too shy to tell your own boyfriend what you wanted. Its not like you haven't done this with him, but your so inexperienced unlike him.

"Can I just what? You have to talk to me pretty girl." You blushed, ignoring the way chanyeol easily slid off your Christmas pajama pants along with your shirt and underwear in a heartbeat.

"I want you to...f-fuck me?" Chanyeol lifted you up to seat you on another counter that didn't have the cookies on it, before raising your brow at your unsure self.

"Are you sure?" You quickly nodded, "Don't nod, speak."

A frown settled on your face, you didn't understand why you had to open your mouth when you already gave consent, "Yes, please."

Chanyeol was set and took his aching hard cock out, lining himself at your wet entrance before pushing himself in. "Fuck.., you're so tight, princess." He grunted, throwing his head back as he slowly pushed all the way in and started thrusting.

"Feels...s-so good." You moaned, face burning from how much you really enjoyed it.

Your boyfriends hips moved like a piston, fucking you fast and deep as you both moaned at the feeling. You loved how dirty it felt to be fucked right in the kitchen where anyone could walk in. It made you excited.

Chanyeol dug his nails in your legs, your nails scratching his back as he pounded into you. Each thrust was brushing your cervix ever so softly and you couldn't help but whine. It was intense for someone so innocent like you, but you knew once this all ended, it would be euphoric.

"Pl-please, i-im so full." You mumbled and bit into Chanyeols neck to keep yourself from screaming in pleasure, he hissed when your teeth sunk into his skin though it wasn't enough to draw blood.

"You love my cock, right princess?" Chanyeol went faster, if possible, and you hummed against his neck, but he took you by the hair and pulled you off him, "i wanna hear you say it."

You whined and shook your head, "i-i cant! It's em-embarassing.."

"Its only me, nothing to be shy about." He slowed his hips, barely moving at this point only now wanting hear you speak.

"N-no wait keep going please!" The legs around his waist tried pushing him back in but he stood his ground, still waiting.

"Say it, and then I'll make you cum all over my cock after."

Heat rose to your cheeks and you huffed, "....I l-love your c-cock.." this made him smile and coo at your cuteness. Chanyeol began again, gripping your hips and pushing in and out bringing you closer and closer to the edge. There wasn't a time where you weren't moaning with him, he was so good at pleasing you.

"You're such a good girl for me." He captured you lips in a heated kiss, biting your lowered lip every chance he got before pushing his tongue into your mouth. It was sloppy and so were his thrusts. That's how you knew he was close and you wanted to say something but he seemed to read your mind, "Cum for me, princess."

You didn't need to be told twice. You easily came around his length, blushing and squirming on the counter as your bliss slowly faded and Chanyeol was left, pulling out and finishing himself. He quickly came on your stomach, loving the way it dripped down you sweaty skin.

"So cute." He pinched your flushed cheeks. "But, do you smell burning?"

Your eyes widened before realizing you forgot the cookies in the oven, "Th-the cookies," you lifted a small shaky finger at the direction of the cookies.

Chanyeol, after lifting his boxers up, rushed to the oven. Turning it off, he took the now burnt cookies out, "Good thing we have more dough.."

"But those were for Santa." You cried.

"God, you're so innocent y/n."

Your head fell down to the mess on your stomach, still embarrassed yet not as much as before, "I'm not that innocent."

"You believe in Santa."

"What? Are you saying he isn't real?"

Chanyeol said nothing except press his lips into a small line.

"What!?"

Your heart may have been crushed and you may have felt like crying before your boyfriend spoke, "Merry Christmas!"

#exo #exo smut #exo fluff #exo angst #exo chanyeol #park chanyeol #park chanyeol smut #chanyeol smut #exo scenarios #exo x reader #ask #anon

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holy-stevie · 4 years ago

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We weren’t anything

Pairing: Andy Barber x Reader, Ransom Drysdale x Reader (past)

Summary: You bump into Ransom ten years after he broke your heart.

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, a few swear words?

Word Count: 1.4k

a/n: this is a very long awaited sequel to this and im sorry it took so long!

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The alarm drones on in the early morning quietness, making you groan and turn over to shove your face into your pillow. Who thought that waking up early was ever a good idea?

“C’mon it’s time to adult.” A deep voice says in your ear, a gentle warm hand brushing through your hair to rouse you. You’re almost purring at the feeling, a sleepy smile rousing on your face as you hear rushed footsteps.

“3...2...1” You count down making the deep voice chuckle as he watches the toddler climb up onto the bed.

“Mommy wake up!” You peak an eye open at the small giggle, meeting the beautiful smile of your 3-year-old daughter, Rosie. When she sees your eyes open she shuffles until you move to accommodate her in your arms, her small body snuggling into yours. You send a knowing glance over her head at your husband, Andy Barber.

You had met the handsome lawyer almost eight years ago now, married him six years ago and gave birth to your first child three years ago. He knew every detail of your past and present, knowing all of your facial expressions to a tee. The two of you had healed past traumas together and worked to become the best parents for your little Rosie, to become the best partners for each other.

“Mommy c’monnnnn, it’s shopping day!” She says as she pokes your eyes to open them again, you grin and lean up to kiss her little fingers making her giggle.

“Guess it’s time for all of us to get up huh?” Andy says before scooping up Rosie and standing from the bed, their laughs making you giggle before getting up yourself.

“Mommy can I get cookies?” Rosie asks from your side, you check your list in your hand before sighing and looking down at her cute pout.

“Fine baby but don’t tell daddy cause he’ll eat them.” You say playfully and pinch her cheek lightly, causing her to giggle and run ahead of your shopping cart to the aisle she knows all to well. When you turn into the aisle you feel the breath leave your lungs and your heart drop in your chest.

“Here you go kid.” He says, the tall handsome man says as he hands your daughter her favourite packet of cookies with a smile. You feel panic gripping at your throat, but you swallow it down when Rosie turns to you with a excited smile.

“Mommy I got them!” She squeals making the man turn to look at you. His bright blue eyes widen as his mouth drops open slightly, you try not to read into his reaction for too long before turning back to your daughter.

“Put them in the cart baby.” You say sweetly before taking a deep breath and looking back up at him.

“Ransom.” You speak, your hands gripping the shopping cart tighter as his wicked blue eyes study you. You wish you could say he didn’t look good, but that would be a straight out lie. His hair was gelled back neatly and his body was still as strong and dominating as it was almost a decade ago.

“Y/n..” He says, a soft smile lighting his face as he steps closer, the light catching on the gold band wrapped around his left ring finger. A daunting reminder of the heartbreak you suffered.

“And mini Y/n?” He asks looking down at the small girl clinging to your leg, her pink poka dot dress matching the small pink bows in her soft brown hair. You look down at your baby girl, her soft cheeks and beautiful ocean eyes that she had inherited from her father. You couldn’t love anything more then you love her.

“My name is Rosie!” She giggles at the strange man who knows her mother, holding her hand out politely for him to shake. Much to your surprise he squats down and presses a small kiss to her tiny hand, making the little girl giggle and blush. Don’t fall for it kid.

“Rosie, we need to go baby.” You mumble, Ransoms head snapping up to yours as you shift from foot to foot uncomfortably. Rosie pouts but says goodbye like the good little girl she is before moving to stand by your side again, her hand clutching your wrist until you unwind your fingers so she can hold them.

“Wait Y/n, go to dinner with me tonight?” He asks as he stands up again, a hopeful smile rising on his face making your anger spark.

“What makes you think I’d say yes?” You bite out, he flinches back slightly and clenches his jaw. You scoff at his lack of reply before grabbing the shopping cart and heading towards the registers, reminding yourself to come back with Andy later.

“Y/n!” You sigh and close your eyes, the buckles for your daughters’ seat click together as you open your eyes in irritation. Turning around you see Ransom jogging towards your car, you quickly slide your phone out of your pocket and hand it to Rosie, knowing this conversation was about to get ugly.

“What Drysdale?” You mumble out as you close the car door, observing your little girl to try to calm down the raging emotions racing through you.

“One dinner, we need to talk. Please.” He begs, lifting a hand to run through his hair that had been messed up slightly from his run to your car.

“No.” You curtly reply, hand slipping to your door handle ready to leave him behind for good.

“Please wait.” He says, hand grabbing your wrist lightly to stop you. You don’t look at him, keeping your eyes on the window in front of you.

“We need to talk about it.” He says quietly, trying to worm his way in again to have you under his finger. You knew that was exactly what he was doing, and you wouldn’t let it.

“What do you want me to say huh?” You’re almost shaking from the anger running through you as you remember that night, sobbing on the cold wet ground all alone where he left you.

“To just-”

“To what Ransom? I haven’t heard anything from you in almost 10 years, why now.” You interrupt him.

“You were the one who left! You disappeared, and I couldn’t find you, I wanted to find you.” He says as he takes a step closer to you, you stare at his face in your car windows reflection before your eyes flick to look into your own. The anger and tears overcome you as you turn towards him with a heartbroken glare.

“Do not pull that shit on me Drysdale. You did this to us! You married my best friend while fucking me behind her back, YOU made me sit there and watch the person I love marry someone else.” He flinches at the tears that fall from your eyes as you point at him several times, the soul wrecking sadness that you had spent years burying was slipping out of your control. He opens his mouth to say something, but you cut him off with a shake of your head.

“You broke my fucking heart. So no, you don’t get to come back into my life like this, I can’t take it.” You’re looking at your shoes as you say this, the lump in your throat making your words crack. He moves to touch you before you take a step back, your hand opening the driver’s door of your car.

“We were never going to be anything, so don’t bother trying to reconnect that bridge. I have a husband who loves me, I have a beautiful daughter and a normal, happy life. I don’t want or need to see you ever again Ransom.” You don’t give him a chance to respond, slamming the car door in his face and frantically backing out of the parking spot. You don’t look back at his slumped shoulders and heartbroken expression, not looking back until you are pulling into the familiar driveway.

Rosie doesn’t waste a second to unbuckle herself and race inside to her father, leaving you to press your forehead against the steering wheel for a few minutes to recollect yourself before entering the house. A flood of gratitude runs through you as you watch the love of your life bounce on the couch with his daughter, their laughter flooding the room with the love and happiness that you craved every day.

And when his calming ocean eyes met yours, laughter lines making his eyes crinkle in a way that he complains about, but you adore, you don’t stop the sweet smile that grows on your face. Joining the two of them on the couch with a pillow thrown at Andy’s chest, you feel the anger and the sadness mellow out. Your small family complete once again, a echoing blissful sound of laughter coursing through your heart.

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#andy barber #andy barber x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale #ransom being a asshole #part 2 #chris evans x reader #andy fluff

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kjhmyg · 4 years ago

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christmas/ny (drabble)

pairing: jungkook x reader | jungkook x oc

genre: fluff, steamy at the end

words: 1.7k

summary: re!couple celebrating christmas and ny with jungkook after the holidays

a/n: um first of all, sorry. this is so bad im cry but also it’s kinda ok? idk. sorry anon if this isn’t what u wanted. i’ll try again next year 2022 lmao

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As patient as he is Jungkook can’t wait for your nightly call. You try to stay off your phone for the most part being back home, leaving time to talk to Jungkook only when it’s dark out. Of course, some days you miss him so much that you break that rule to sneak in a couple of texts or photos. Today’s not one of them.

Unfortunately, he had missed your earlier call. Horrified seeing two notifications of your failed attempts to reach him, he’s decided not to do anything else till he hears your voice.

Jungkook shoves a spoonful of Suga’s homemade microwave spaghetti into his mouth, eyes not leaving his phone.

“You’re staring at that thing so hard the screen’s going to crack.” Suga judges him from across the table.

“I’m expecting a call.”

“Yeah, I know.” He sighs, “But it’s not like your phone’s on silent. It’ll ring once she⎼”

Jungkook jumps within the first few seconds of his phone lighting up, your name flashing across the screen. Leaving Suga to himself, he rushes into the room and takes a deep breath before accepting the call. “Hi.”

“Hey you.” Your chirpy voice makes him smile. “Missed you earlier.”

“I know, sorry. Was busy. Did you have fun today?”

“It was okay. We got a cute little tree and I managed to do some really last minute shopping because I just found out my cousins will be here tomorrow night.” You sigh. “Did you miss me?”

“So much. I hate being apart, you know that.”

“Well I did offer you to come home with me.”

Jungkook had declined again. He doesn’t think it’s the best time to introduce himself to your family yet. Though, he had no qualms about letting your dad know. Funny enough, you decided not to. But you’re certain you heard your grandmother telling him about the couple photo you have as your homescreen.

“Maybe next time.” He hums, thinking about the possible future.

“I think my dad will like you.” The sound of your giggles has him cheesing so hard.

“Is that why you chickened out on telling him about us?”

“I did not! The timing isn't right.”

“Sure baby.” He laughs. “You’re not embarrassed of me are you?”

“I’m embarrassed someone like you is even interested in me.” You both laugh and let the silence engulf you. “You know I love you right? I hope we can spend the holidays together next year.”

“I hope so too.” There’s a tiny amount of sadness in there if you’re listening right.

“I might not be able to call you the next few nights. Since my cousins will be over. I promise to text though.” You say.

“That’s okay.” You hear the smile in his voice. “Just have fun okay? I’ll be here when you get back.”

“One more week.”

“Right. One week. Seven days. I’m sure I can handle being without you till then.”

“Merry christmas my love.” You send him a kiss over the phone.

“Merry christmas to you too.”

When the call ends ten minutes later, he trots back outside, face looking even worse than before. Suga, now done with his food, shakes his head disapprovingly as Jungkook takes his seat and goes back to the sad, cold dish in front of him. “You’re pathetic.”

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Jungkook holds his breath as the train slowly comes to a stop at the platform. Yesterday was the first day of the new year, which means today’s the day you come back. He’d planned out his route. First he’d get coffee and bagels to-go with chocolate danishes for you, in case you hadn’t had anything during the long trip. Then a short stop at the florist to get you a single rose before going off to the station.

It gets messy as everyone starts alighting and he struggles to catch you among the crowd. That’s when you come into view, head popping out between other random faces, wrapped in a beanie and scarf. Your face lights up when you see him, making hurried steps and dragging your luggage behind you.

“Jungkook!” You squeal, running into his arms.

He kisses the side of your face. “Hey stranger.”

“I’m so happy to see you.” You say, squeezing him tight. “How are you?”

“You’re asking me that as if we aren’t constantly texting each other.” He laughs, handing you the rose and letting you cling onto his arm with your luggage in his other hand, headed for the car.

“I know I’m just trying to break the ice.”

Inside the comfort and warmth of the car, he kisses you deeply. Something he’s been looking forward to for the last three weeks. “How’s that for breaking the ice?”

You roll your eyes but a smile plays at your lips as you properly adjust the seat belt. Gasping when you’re handed chocolate danishes, you pout at him, “You’re so sweet. Come here.” It earns him more kisses which he happily accepts.

In the back seat you notice an odd shaped item, in purple wrapping, done quite messily. “What’s that?” You ask knowingly.

“A surprise.”

“I have one for you too.” You smile smugly.

“Yeah? Can’t wait.”

On the way back, you give him a run down of what went on back home. When he ended up confessing that he hadn’t done anything special for the holidays, not even with Suga, it made you feel bad. Even though he tries to assure you he didn’t want to celebrate it anyway.

Back home, you lug your baggage into the room and dig something out of your bag. A packet of cookies lands on Jungkook’s lap as he takes a seat on the floor in front of the couch. “For me?”

“Mmhm.” Nodding, you tear open the paper bag, behaving more excited than he is. “My grandma said she packed this for my friend. She winked when she told me that. And I’d already brought some back for Hana. I think she knows.”

“About us? How?”

“She’s always been nosy.” You giggle. “I guess she doesn’t want you to get left out.”

“Aw. She’s kind just like you.”

“Wait!” He pauses, startled by your hand on his, stopping him from pulling one of the cookies out of the bag. “Hold on.”

You get up and run to the room. Carrying as many pillows as you can with a comfy blanket somewhere in between, Jungkook watches as you make a barrier with the pillows and spread the blanket over him. Then, you’re off to the kitchen.

After a minute of cabinet doors opening and closing and the clinking of glasses, you come back with two mugs of hot cocoa, marshmallows on top of course. Just the way your dad makes them. You place it right next to him then push the coffee table all the way forward to make more room to spread your legs. You put on a lame christmas movie on netflix, then snuggle up next to him.

“Now it’s a real christmas party.”

Jungkook laughs, holding you close and kissing the top of your head. You do the most unexpected things at the most random times. But he appreciates the way you always try to make sure he’s not left out. “Thank you baby.”

You grin up at him and watch carefully as he takes the first bite of the cookies. His eyes go wide and you nod knowingly. It’s your grandmother’s famous recipe. One even if you had, wouldn’t even be able to replicate its taste. He hums in delight, stuffing his mouth with one cookie after the other.

“So. Let me guess what happens after cookies and cocoa.” He says after finishing almost half the packet.

“What?” You ask, eyeing him.

He reaches round the side of the couch and pulls out the odd package you had seen in the car. “Presents?”

“Presents!”

You run back to your room and appear with a small wrapped box. The rule was not to buy anything that costs more than your monthly rent. You both had agreed to this a while back. Which was difficult for Jungkook because all he wanted to do was to spoil you with expensive gifts.

“What is this?” Jungkook holds the box to his ear and shakes lightly. “Hm.”

“Wait I think I can guess what mine is.” You giggle, pressing into the soft parts of the wrapping.

“Okay then you go first.”

“Okay.” Tearing away the wrapping carefully, you find inside a soft, pink bunny with funky eyebrows. On the bottom of its little feet, there are hearts and in those hearts are both your names embroidered with a plus sign in between. “Aww no this is so adorable. I love it so much.”

“It’s not a diamond necklace but⎼”

“No this is so much better. Thank you.” You give him a hug with the bunny squished between your bodies. “It strangely reminds me of you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah it’s weird and I like it.” You giggle, pinching his cheek. “Now open yours.”

The wrapping comes off easy and he immediately realises what it is as the box comes into view. He looks at you for a second before unboxing it and pulling out a matte black polaroid camera. Jungkook takes his time with it, carefully looking at it from each side.

“Do you like it?” You ask. “I know you like taking photos so I thought you might like this.”

“Y/N I love it.” He smiles, bringing the viewfinder to his eye and getting a feel of it, then putting it down to focus on you. “Let’s take one together.”

You scoot next to him as he loads the film cassette. Then hugging his middle, he hooks his arm around your shoulders and your faces press against each other. He clicks the shutter and you both wait for the film to develop.

It comes out perfect, both your smiling faces perfectly in frame and even bunny made it in which makes Jungkook laugh. He can’t stop staring at it, holding it by the edges so carefully like he’s afraid he’s going to ruin it.

“I love you.” He says, looking at you when he finally sets it down.

“I love you too.”

He kisses you, tasting of hot cocoa and love. You’re being pushed onto the pillows with the blanket beneath as Jungkook hovers over you, pushing the hair out of your face. As Jungkook removes his sweater, you pull your shirt over your head. Jungkook smiles down at you, kisses you, then reaches for the camera. “Merry fucking christmas to me.”

You shimmy out of your jeans and hook your ankle over his shoulder. Snap. “And happy new year baby.”

#jungkook drabble #jungkook fic #jungkook scenarios #bts scenarios #myfic #rainworks #drabbles;re

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pinkykitten · 4 years ago

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a/n: ive had this request stored up in my drafts for a while now and omg this is too cute I CANNOT!!!༎ຶ‿༎ຶ my sis actually loves bakugou in that she is obsessed w him and thats her boo. he is so much fun to write tbh, ty guys for ur reading my stuff i hope yall enjoy.

You were the silent type. Not wanting any confrontation. You just wanted to live life, just go on ahead and not worry about anyone. In school it was every man for himself. It was you, yourself and your quirk.

The school bell rang as you looked through your lockers.

“Where is that dang pen?” You rummaged through the tiny space. Lifting your Monsta X binders and Seventeen notebooks. Resisting the urge to give a tiny peck to your Wonho poster. “Found it!” As you grabbed onto your pen you hit your head. You patted the pain as you heard snickering in the background.

Behind you were the school nerds laughing at your predicament. They carried their Pokemon cards along every where and that’s all they talked about. They may have been geeks but they were jerks to everyone. Not only were most of them so smart but they had quirks that could put Todoroki to shame.

One kid that had a shark fin stuck his tongue out, chuckling at you. “Look its Y/N! The weird girl obsessed with K-pop.”

You slammed your locker door. They irked you to the point where you had to take a breather in order not to knock them upside the head with your quirk. “K-pop is music. Music is for everyone. At least these guys are real, lets take a look at your Pokemon now, should we?”

“Take that back!” They said in unison. They got closer to you and you clutched your books tighter.

Bakugou was walking by, hands in his pockets, minding his business, when he took a second look at these guys cornering you.

“Can you please just leave me alone?” You tried walking around them.

One of the boys caressed your shoulder, “why? Let’s have fun? You seem like you’ve never been with someone at all. This close.” The boy put his face near yours as he stuck his tongue out and sniffed you.

Tight lipped, you felt frozen.

“I want to see what this body can do.” His hand creeped up under your skirt.

You smacked his hand and the others cackled away.

“What size cup is she?”

“Can she throw it back?”

“Lets go in the back of my car baby!”

“C’mon sweetie, we know you liked to have fun!”

You tried running away but they wouldn’t let you. You felt trapped and covered your ears. Through your lashes you looked up to see Bakugou standing there. Hands in fists, teeth clenched, eyes sharpened to a glare, and his nose flaring. What was he doing?

“You better leave Y/N alone you losers?” His voice was rough and you can tell he was definitely angry.

“Or what?” They shrugged.

“Or I’m going beat you all up so hard that it’ll hurt to breathe.”

They all smirked as they displayed their quirks.

“Fine, you want to be destroyed.” Bakugou lifted his sleeves and threw his fist back as it punched the guys in the face.

It was like he was your hero. A true pro hero.

Explosions happened and Bakugou threw one of the kids against the lockers. He kneed their face and stomachs. “You think you’re better than everyone. You think you own this school. I told you to leave Y/N alone!”

All the boys took their things and bowed to you, apologizing like a cat between their legs.

“Thank you!” You bowed to Bakugou, giving him money. “That was so cool! Especially when you-”

“I didn’t do it for you, idiot.” He side eyed your look. He was lying because his cheeks turned pink as a blush.

You gasped as you saw a split lip and many bruises on his face and arms. His eyebrow was bleeding. “You’re hurt.” You reached his face to touch the wounds.

Bakugou swatted your arms. “I’m fine okay!” He sprinted away as he went up the stairs to the roof.

You followed him and he was leaning against the school building trying to wipe away the blood.

“I can help you, you know.” You said in low voice.

He didn’t say anything and you took that as a yes. Sitting next to him you brought his face towards yours. He pulled away and you pinched his arm.

“Oww! What the heck Y/N!”

“Look. At. Me.” Bakugou followed your command. His face was a few inches away from yours. You brought from your back pack a first aid and band-aids. “Thank you for helping me out there. Seriously. I think those guys are not going to bother me anymore.” You patted his brow and lip to clean it. “It means a lot to me.”

“It was nothing. I hate people that think they’re so cool when they are nothing. I also hate when guys disrespect women like that. Its wrong.” He winced.

“Sorry. They’ve been doing that for a while so its gonna be nice to not deal with those guys.” You blew on the wounds and Bakugou’s blush deepened. You brought out your NCT-127 band-aids out and placed them on his cuts, softly. “There you go. That should heal and help you out.” You stood up and wiped your skirt. “Thank you so much again. If you ever need a favor let me know. I put my phone number on one of the band-aids. Anyways, bye Bakugou!”

Bakugou sat there wishing you had stayed and had talked more because the rest of the day you’re going to be on his mind.

a/n: i actually know nothing about pokemon so if i got something wrong im sorry thats like the first thing i came up w. ALSO i love monsta x seventeen and nct 127 so much like those r my boys and they are just （￣ε￣ʃƪ）

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kisekinodrabbles · 4 years ago

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helloo! i'd like to request something for the prompt game please :D kasamatsu + band!au + strangers to lovers + dialogue number 14 if that's okay? thanks, sam! and welcome back~

ofc!!! i tried to keep it shorter but im a bit rusty w my kasamatsu hehe hope u enjoy! wc: 2.3k

Kasamatsu admits that balancing his band and college work isn’t exactly an easy task. Between late evenings spent at gigs and all nights at the library, he is on the brink of his sanity, standing right at the tipping point. He yawns as he enters his nine am mandatory calculus class, another mistake made in his overconfidence that he would somehow be able to get his shit together.

You, on the other hand, are a closeted fan of his band, sitting three rows behind him in class. Every Tuesday and Thursday, you watch him drag his feet in and his hand lifting to his mouth in a yawn. Quickly, you duck behind your book as if Kasamatsu would ever give you the time of day. The brunette is well-known on campus with his successful group and good looks, not to mention he also dabbles a little in basketball while also maintaining a decent grade point average across all his classes. Triple threat, they call him.

When you first came into class and saw him there, shocked is an understatement. You’ve been following his band his high school from across the country. To see him in the flesh, so real and so human with his tired eyes, it almost feels like a dream. One you hope nobody would ever pinch you awake from. Thus, you made it your goal to be there before him every morning, which is a feat in itself. Kasamatsu may be grinding through the night and falling asleep in lectures, but he’ll be damned if he shows up late to class.

Throughout several weeks, you’ve seen girls come up to him left and right, shot down almost immediately by his intention to focus on the professor’s words. He lets them down easy and makes it clear that he pays thousands of dollars to study, not play IRL Tinder. This man gets sexier everyday.

You take your time packing your things when class is over, mainly because you’re too distracted watching Kasamatsu do the same. He is blind, or chooses to ignore, the whispers and shy glances thrown his way. Perhaps this is why you haven’t approached him yourself. You’re just one of his many admirers, a stroke in the massive painting of his life. Sighing, you pick up your pitiful self and make your way to the dining hall where you’re supposed to meet your friend for breakfast.

When the two of you settle on a table, you begin your weekly rambling about how beautiful Kasamatsu looks in the morning. Moriyama, being the good friend that he is, nods and listens intently.

Moriyama is an intriguing character. The two of you met because he had tried a line on you. In your perpetual state of flustered embarrassment, you had stupidly confessed to him: “Sorry, my heart belongs to Kasamatsu Yukio.”

In another twist of fate, he revealed that he had actually gone to high school with the guy and knew him pretty well.

“You know I can introduce you to him, right? No need for all this pining and drooling from three feet away.”

“It’s not the same,” you argue, “he’s practically a living legend on campus. I’m too intimidated to even breathe in the same air as him.” Your obsession has perhaps taken you too far, but if you expect to continue being his fan, the last thing you want is to scare him away.

“You’re so overdramatic,” Moriyama rolls his eyes. Coming from him, this sentence means a lot.

“What? It’s not my fault Kasamatsu’s so hot. He could bang me so hard backstage then pretend I don’t exist and I would still pay to watch his next show,” you groan, spooning yogurt into your mouth.

In that moment, several things happen. Moriyama’s eyes widen and fly behind you. Footsteps sounding at that same spot suddenly cease completely. You, realizing what possibly just happened, feel the heat flare up your cheeks.

Kasamatsu, in his sleep deprived state and probably completely delirious, had stopped in his tracks. His head whipped around to the source of the comment, finding Moriyama sitting with someone who looks distinctly familiar, but he can’t quite put his finger on it.

“Kasamatsu—”

Before Moriyama can even finish his sentence, Kasamatsu is already blurting out. “Okay, maybe I’m crazy but did I just hear you say that out loud?”

You want to crawl into your hole six feet underground and never see the light of day again. Ducking your head, you don’t even want to chance a glance up. The utter mortification is chewing away at your bones and you wish you could just evaporate into thin air.

Moriyama quickly interjects with a quick laugh, “Hear what? Also how have you been, man? I haven’t seen you in forever. Come join us for breakfast.”

Kasamatsu’s brows pucker. Maybe he really is going insane. And horny. Which is a very bad combination. Nevertheless, he slides into the empty seat next to Moriyama. He stares at you for a few seconds, squinting, before snapping his fingers. “Oh, I remember now. You’re in my calculus class.”

He knows you? “How do you know me?” you squeak, cursing your fangirl self for losing your voice. You never speak up in class, always choosing to come up to your professor for questions at the end of lecture. You’re quiet and tucked away behind him, so you never expected him to recognize you.

The smile he sends you is blinding. Even with shadows under his eyes, he still looks gorgeous. “You’re always first to arrive and last to leave. Figured you’re a hard worker in class and probably acing it.”

Your mouth dries. Kasamatsu noticed you. He actually noticed you. “Oh, um, I’m okay. I’m okay in class, I mean.”

“The question you should be asking is her name, Kasamatsu,” Moriyama scolds, smacking his back.

Kasamatsu pinks sheepishly. “Sorry, yeah. I’m Kasamatsu Yukio, by the way.”

Idiotically, you blurt out “I know” before your name. When you finally introduce yourself, you also clarify, “I’m a huge fan of Blue Devils. I mean, I’ve been following you guys since like high school. Absolutely love your music.”

The man actually reddens even further, but still he beams proudly. “Thank you! That’s crazy. Have you been to our shows?”

Almost all of them. “A couple, yeah.”

“We have one tonight in an actual venue. Are you coming?”

“Ah, it was sold out before I could get a ticket, actually.”

Kasamatsu blinks, “Oh, you’re more than welcome to come. I can get you a pass. Both of you—if Moriyama’s interested.”

“That would be amazing!” You grin, “Is there anything I can get you in return? I don’t want to just accept a gift from you for free.”

“Well, if you are good at calc, I wouldn’t mind some extra tutoring,” he suggests with a teasing grin.

Moriyama rolls his eyes, “Just ask her out instead of using tutoring as an excuse.” The two of you sputter, face colored a dark shade of red. You’ll kick his ass when you get the chance.

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That one mistake turned out to be the greatest opportunity of your life. In addition to attending his show that night and meeting all of his bandmates, each one more good looking up close than then other, you manage to have weekly study sessions (you’re holding off on calling it dates) with Kasamatsu. The two of you take turns booking rooms at the library to cram, which mainly consists of you reexplaining concepts to the man. Although he isn’t a bad student, he’s also still struggling a bit to keep up.

“Hey” is what you hear before you feel a warm surface press against your cheek. You look up to find Kasamatsu with a steaming cup in hand. Gratefully accepting it, you catch a whiff of freshly brewed tea. You take a sip and smile. Black tea, no sugar. “Just the way I like it.”

“Noticed you never add anything to your tea,” Kasamatsu says almost proudly.

You raise the cup to him in thanks. Both of you go through your usual routine—you focusing on reviewing material for next week while Kasamatsu pores over his notes from this week, occasionally poking you to ask questions.

Honestly, a big part of you still wonders if this is all a dream. This guy you’ve been crushing on for years is sitting in the flesh right across from you. You peek at him from time to time, watching the way he frowns at his book. His blue, almost grey, eyes shine underneath the flickering lights. Even the way his lips curl unhappily is cute.

When he catches you staring, you quickly drop your gaze back to your laptop, missing the way he smiles quietly.

“Will you come to our show this weekend?” He asks as the two of you pack up.

“Ah, I have a shift at my part-time job.”

He looks surprised, “That late?”

You shrug, “Food never sleeps, I guess. It’s at the burger diner by campus.”

“Oh, are you guys open late?”

“Close at one.”

He nods, “Maybe I’ll see you there after then. The guys usually get really hungry after a gig so we can drive some business your way. I’ll make sure they tip well too.”

Your heart warms at the thought. It’s a thoughtful gesture but you’re even more thrilled at the prospect of seeing him. “Sounds good.”

True to his word, Kasamatsu brings the guys to your workplace at midnight after their show ended. They order quite a spread, practically everything on the menu. Kasamatsu goes as far as to help you carry orders to their table. You shoot him an appreciative smile.

Over the time your friendship has bloomed, Kasamatsu has been nothing but a gentleman. He walks you home to your dorm if you’re studying late into the night. He meets you in class with a muffin or a cookie from his early Starbucks runs. Surprisingly, he begins placing himself next to you each session. “This is better anyway,” he mutters. “Two birds, one stone.”

His vague words had you tilting your head in question.

“I don’t have random people coming up to me to sit with me and, well, I get to enjoy your company.” It’s a nice thought—him enjoying your company, that is. He had blushed a little when he realized what you said, but chose to direct his attention to the slides pulled up before him, missing the way you hide your smile behind your sleeve.

Now, you hear the rowdy boys chattering on as they devour their meal as if it’s their last. They speak through mouthfuls of burgers and fries, but you find the sight endearing, mainly because you’ve never seen Kasamatsu so relaxed. It’s quite refreshing really. Your attention is piqued when you hear one of them ask: “So doing it tonight huh?”

Kasamatsu retorts with a “shut the fuck up” and flings a fry his way. The way the other guy wiggles his brows suggestively has you freezing. What if he was meeting up with someone tonight? What if he was going to do the deed?

Somewhere in the distance, you hear the faint cracking of your heart. Of course, Kasamatsu is popular. It’s no surprise he’s got his nights covered as well. You sigh dejectedly, feeling the hope inside you crumble into dust. The rest of your shift goes by rather uneventfully, but you try to avoid going to their table too much, lest you hear more details about Kasamatsu’s planned tryst. The man himself steals glances your way, wondering if you’ll be checking on them anytime soon.

“Your check,” you smile as you set the bill on the table, “I got the owner to give you a discount since you guys ordered a good amount.”

All of their eyes seem to sparkle as they thank you in unison, their synchrony almost puzzling. As you move to pick up the bill and change, Kasamatsu catches your hand before you move away. “What time does your shift end?”

“Half an hour. Why?”

The other guys are already packing up their things and giving you little waves as they exit the restaurant, leaving the two of you alone. “I’ll walk you home, it’s late,” he murmurs, fingers still wrapped around your wrist.

“Oh, you don’t have to! I usually take the bus back anyway so it’s no big deal.” You want to confirm whether he had plans that night anyway. You’d hate to be in the way of that.

He shakes his head, “I insist. Also, um, are you doing anything tomorrow?”

“Catching up on studying most likely.”

“Oh,” he pauses, “if you have time tomorrow night, do you want to catch a movie with me? Maybe dinner after?”

You blink at him in surprise. Now that you’re looking at him properly, you notice that his cheeks are several shades darker than the red neon glow of the diner sign. He’s shifting on his feet and his other hand finds purchase on the strap of his bag, fidgeting with the material. “Um, like a date?”

“Y-yeah,” he stutters slightly, his throat moving as he swallows. “Sorry, I probably should’ve made that clear,” he coughs, “b-but if you don’t want it to be the we can also go as friends.” Perhaps you’ve tortured the boy long enough but you can’t help but relish in his awkward chuckle as his hand lifts to rub the back of his neck nervously.

Biting back a huge grin, you nod. “It’s a date.”

Kasamatsu’s eyes light up and a pleased grin spread across his face. “It’s a date.”

The hollering outside the building has the two of you whipping to face the window where his bandmates have their faces pressed up against the surface, laughing and smiling to congratulate and embarrass their friend. Kasamatsu flushes, “I’ll see you later to pick you up.”

You nod but he’s already out the door, leaping to kick his friends away. “You stupid idiots!”

Laughing, you watch as the group makes kissy faces at Kasamatsu all the while the man fruitlessly attempts to shut them up. He really is cute.

#kuroko no basket #knb #kuroko no basuke #kasamatsu yukio #kasamatsu #knb drabbles #miffythoughts

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sukkasupremacy · 4 years ago

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Wrapped Around Their Fingers

ANOTHER SUKKA ONE SHOT! This time with the Sukka babies: They’re twins & 4 in this one. This is an excerpt of my “Two Warriors” Fanfic!

“Good morning Mama!” The small child threw herself on the bed and hugged her mother.

“Good Morning baby.” Suki groggily said ruffling Yumie’s hair.

“Daddy, what’s for breakfast.” Akari asked wiggling her way into her father’s arms. He kissed her forehead tiredly and she threw her arms around his neck. Daddy’s girl.

“I don’t know my little warrior, what do you want?”

Akari stuck her lip out as she thought. Suki and Sokka chuckled. She was so cute.

“Yumie, come here” She urged her sister to her.

She whispered in her ear.

Sokka and Suki found it fascinating and adorable how their girls were so close.

“Can we have cookies?” Akari asked dragging ‘cookies.’

Suki sighed, “Well...”

Yumie squeezes her father’s face between her little hands, “Daddy please?!” She made those eyes. If there was one thing that got Sokka to give in it was his three girls’ eyes.

He ruffled her hair and looked to Suki, “Suki help, she’s being cute.”

“Daddy. I want cookies please.” Akari said in her little voice. She began to shake his shoulder and whine. Sokka’s heart squeezed. She was so adorable.

“I-I mean. Okay, fine.”

“YAY!” They hugged him and giggled. Suki glared at him then smiled. The two bouncy children shot up out of the bed and ran into the living room, giggling and bending at each other. Sokka groaned. Bender kids.

Suki rolled over to him and cuddle into his chest. He leaned down to look at her. She began to play with his hair and smiled, “You know councilmen, you need to be more stern with them.” She chuckled as she kissed his jaw.

He scrunched her morning hair with his fingers, “I’m trying but they’re so cute. How do I say no?”

Suki chuckled and cupped his cheek, “Your girls sure are your weakness.”

“All three of you.” He chuckled. Suki rolled her eyes.

He leaned down and kissed her, this time with as much love as he could. Suki moaned when he deepened the kiss, running his hands up her back. She clutched his hair as she pulled away leaning her forehead into his.

“Be careful there councilmen. You might get me pregnant again.” She chuckled and locked her lips with his again.

He pulled away, his breath a little unsteady, “What if I want to?”

A grin made a way onto her face. She leaned her forehead into his again and began to caress his cheek, “I mean, I wouldn’t be opposed to it.” He chuckled and brought her in again.

“DADDY.”

Sokka and Suki perked up mid-morning makeout. Akari crossed her arms, giving them her sassy lip pout. Yumie rolled her eyes and groaned.

“We’re hungry.” Yumie states. Akari nods.

Suki turns to face them. Sokka brought his arms around her torso and began to kiss her neck.

Suki glared at him, “Girls, in a second we’re getting ready.”

They shrugged and walked away.

Suki flipped to face Sokka. She narrowed her eyes at him, “Babe, you can’t try to seduce me in front of our daughters. It’s inappropriate.”

Sokka scoffed and began to kiss the front of her neck which caused Suki to quietly moan.

“Shouldn’t the girls see that their parents love each other?” He leaned up to peck her lips which caused Suki to frown.

“You’re so cute, Suki.” He sealed her lips again.

“Wow, he’s being needy this morning.” Suki thought.

“Mmm. Sokka?”

He leaned out of it for a moment, “Yes, Baby?”

Suki pulled his head toward hers and wrapped one leg around his him to pull him closer, “You’re so.” Sokka cut her off with another kiss which caused her to groan, “Mmm. Sexy.”

He chuckled and began to lean in again.

“DADDY!”

He perked up and Suki giggled, “COMING BABIES! HOLD ON.”

Suki pinched his cheek, “They got you between their fingers.”

“So do you.” Suki blushed

The two warriors got out of bed stretching all of their nighttime knots away.

Sokka brought his arms around her upper body and began to attack her neck with kisses.

“Sokka-“ She squirmed at his touch.

He took her body into his grasp and dipped her below him.

“A dance with my beautiful wife.” He leaned down to kiss her and Suki giggled out of the kiss.

“Sokka, you are too much sometimes.”

“I love you, Suki.” He began to lean in but he flinched as his daughters ear piercing screeches echoed through the house.

“DADDY! MAMA!”

“COMING!” They chimed in unison.

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“Okay, Yumie. Now, carefully pour. No-“ Sokka gently took her wrists and guided her hands over the bowl.

“Sorry, daddy.” She hung her head.

Sokka kissed the top of her head, “Hey, we all make mistakes! That’s okay!”

“Okay!” He allowed Yumie to stir the wet ingredients. The child happily hummed a tune. She was taking after Suki’s singing talent.

Sokka’s eyes flicked up to see as her and Akari rolled the first batch of cookies. The sun was shining behind her, making her skin and hair glow warmly. Her smile was gentle and sweet and she guided Akari’s little fingers on how to properly roll cookies. Her eyes were soft at the sight of her girl. She looked absolutely perfect and stunning to Sokka. She was angel.

Suki caught him staring and mouthed to him, “I love you,” and blew him a kiss. He blushed at her sentiment.

“Ooo, daddy likes mommy.” Akari giggled as she shaped one cookie into a heart.

“Mommy and Daddy are always kissing each other.” Yumie stuck her toungue out and her nose scrunched up.

Sokka couldn’t help but pinch her nose , “HEY.” She hit him which made Suki laugh.

“You’re like you’re mom Yumie. Very feisty.”

“I wanna be like mommy when I grow up.” Yumie said, carefully stirring in the flour.

“Awww you are so cute Yumie.” Sokka pinched her cheek this time. Yumie grumbled in annoyance and swatted his hand away.

“I wanna be like mommy so I can beat daddy up.” She said bluntly rolling her eyes. She was the sassy one out of the twins.

Suki dropped her cookie dough and began to laugh. Akari covered her mouth and looked at her mother.

Sokka wasn’t impressed. He scooped Yumie up and she shrieked. He rocked her around in his arms and began to tickle her causing the child and the others to laugh breathlessly.

Yumie began to kick and scratch at Sokka, “DADDY STOP IT.” She growled like a polar bear dog as he flipped her over his shoulder and began to bop her around.

Akari was on the floor laughing and Suki looked at Yumie and Sokka adoringly. She loved them so much.

“DADDY IM GOING TO CHI BLOCK YOU.” She squealed as he tickled her lower back. The child hit Sokka right at his pressure point. Sokka yelped, causing him to lose his grip on her. Yumie was very good at parkour and flips like her mother so she flipped off of Sokka with ease.

After the pain of Yumie’s attack faded, Sokka looked down at her. The child was covering her mouth, eyes wide. She was clearly scared that she would be punished. But Sokka wasn’t one to punish. He lifted her off the ground from her armpits.

Yumie wiggled, “Daddy, that tickles!”

Sokka raised his eyebrows at her, “You know what else tickles?” He ran her over to the couch, put her down, and began to tickle her tummy and armpits, leaving loving kisses on the side of her neck. Yumie shrieked in delight.

“Rawr. I’m gonna eat you Yumie! I’m the cookie bender.” He went back to her neck and began to playfully fake eat her. Yumie squealed.

“Daddy! That tickles!”

Akari ran over to join, “ME TOO DADDY! ME TOO! AHHH.” She shrieked as he began to tickle her as well.

Suki leaned on the wall and watched Sokka play, tickle, and kiss their kids. She couldn’t help but smile and wonder how she got so lucky. This sight reminded her of those mornings in Ba Sing Se where Sokka and her would tickle fight.

Suddenly, she felt a ticklish feeling. She began to laugh,”SOKKA!”

She squirmed as he lifted her up from the torso and threw her on the couch. He pinned her down and began to tickle and pin her as he did to their kids. The only difference was the kisses were on her neck and lips.

“SOKKA- I WILL! MMM.” Sokka shut her up with a kiss and continued to go at her sides with his fingers.

Sokka pulled away and smiled at her lovingly. Suki drowned in his eyes. She felt like a big glob of loving mush when she looked at him. She could hear their daughters giggling as they watched them. Suki pulled his head down again and kissed him passionately on the lips. Sokka melted and kissed her back.

“Oooo, they’re so cute!” Akari squealed.

“Yucky.” Yumie gagged.

Suki caressed down his jaw with her free hand and down his shirt. Suddenly Sokka pulled away and his laughter boomed through the house causing the twins to roll on the floor in laughter. Suki pinned him down and tickled him all over. Sokka surrendered

“HEHE DADDY IS TICKLISH.” Akari squealed as she jumped on Suki’s back to hug her. Yumie followed, clinging to her leg.

The weight was too much and Suki rolled off of Sokka and landed in a pile on the ground with her daughters. They all laughed and Sokka joined them on the floor.

The little family cuddled on the floor with each other and there was nothing but love there.

The house was filled with the aroma of the sweet taro and ube cookies. They were done. Sokka got up to cool them down with a hand fan.

The girls eagerly sat down crisscross applesauce at the low bamboo table. They bounced as Sokka served them the fresh baked cookies. With each serve, he kissed each of them on the head and ruffled their hair. Suki’s heart melted.

“One for you my beautiful wife.” Sokka kissed her cheek and she blushed.

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“YEAH GO YUMIE! GET EM BABY GIRL!” Sokka shot up from his seat and cheered for Yumie as she knocked a kid down into a pin down. They were at the girls’ Kyoshi Warrior Martial Arts tournament. Suki brought Sokka down. She appreciated his support for the girls but he was a bit embarassing.

She pulled his jaw toward her and gave him a chaste kiss on it before she turned back to watch Yumie, “Calm down, love.”

He grabbed her shoulders and shook them, “SUKI, I CAN’T. THEY’RE SO GOOD AT WARRIORING. JUST LIKE YOU.”

She put her finger to his lip and he kissed it making her roll her eyes, “Watch,Akari’s next.”

“I’m nervous. She been having a rough time. She’s really small compared to the other girls.”

Suki turned to face him, “Hey, don’t underestimate our little girl. She is perfectly-“

“YES AKARI! GET EM BABY GIRL. THATS IT! SLAM EM! THEY’RE GOING DOWN!” Sokka whistled as Akari put the taller girl in a headlock and brought her down.

Suki rolled her eyes at Sokka and cheered, “GOOD JOB BABY GIRL!”

Yumie had placed 1st and Akari had placed 3rd with a special “Future Fighter” award as well. Sokka and Suki were incredibly proud of them.

“Daddy, why did you yell so loud. It was embarassing!”Yumie scoffed as she fiddled with her medal. Shortly after,she urged for her mother to pick her up.

“Yeah, It was.” Akari rolled her eyes and held Suki’s hand.

Sokka tried to take Akari’s hand but she swiftly pulled it away, “No daddy.”

Sokka frowned at the little girl and whines, “Why,Akari?”

“Because you’re embarassing.” Yumie giggles at Akari’s burn to Sokka. Akari may be a water bender but she sure knew how to burn people.

Sokka fake pouted which caused Suki to scoff, “Mommy’s not annoying. Right girls?”

“Nope.” They said in unison.

Yumie spotted a Earthberry Sorbet Cart and got an idea. She wiggled out of Suki’s grip and skipped over to Akari, pulling her away from Sokka. She whispered in her ear and Akari giggled. Suki look over at Sokka and they shrugged.

“I wonder what they’re up too...” Sokka said scratching the back of his neck.

Yumie and Akari began to walk in the middle of Suki and Sokka. Their smiles and walk were full of michevious vibes.

Akari grabbed Sokka’s hand, “ Daddyyyyyy.”

“Yes, what is it?”

“Can we get some Earthberry Sorbet? Pretty please.” She made her polar-bear dog eyes at him.

Resist. Resist.

Suki raised her eyebrow at him. She would say yes but she wanted to see if he would give in like he did that morning.

Sokka looked down at both of them. They pleaded with their eyes.

“You guys already had cookies for breakfast-“

“But but daddy me and Yumie did so good at the tournament, see.” She held her medal up. Suki covered her mouth to hold back her laughter. Sokka’s expression told her that he was trying to resist.

“Akari-“ He said firmly.

“I won’t call you embarassing anymore...” She flashed him a cheeky grin.

Yumie giggled. Sokka looked over at Suki for help but she high-fived Yumie.

“You know babe, I could use some Earthberry Sorbet also.” They stopped walking all three of them looked at Sokka.

He panicked, “Oh Alright.”

Defeat.

Yumie and Akari screeched and they ran to the Earthberry Sorbet vendor and ordered what they wanted.

Sokka frowned but he his heart couldn’t help from shining. He loved his girls so much. Suki took his hand and turned his face to kiss him sweetly. She pulled away and gazed lovingly into his eyes.

“What was that for?”

She half smiled, “You’re such a good dad and husband. I love you.”

He hugged her, “I Love you too.”

“Now you have to go pay for those. They aren’t free!”

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hollyhomburg · 5 years ago

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Cute Aggression (MYG + PJM )

Summary: When you get drunk with your boyfriends- 3 things always happen: Jimin gets bratty. You get needy. And Yoongi gets impossibly irrevocably mushy gushy sugar cookie soft.

W/c: 1.5k (drabble!)

Tags: Polyamory, Alcohol, everyone is drunk, Soft Min Yoongi, bratty Jimin

Song rec: Needy ~ Ariana Grande

“Oh my god Jiminie you’re getting this all over my face” you whine, half giggly and half drunk as Jimin smears about about three times as much of the recommended amount of foaming cleanser on your cheeks.

“You’re supposed to use this much baby” Jimin giggles, sending Yoongi a mischievous look, as if you don’t know that you’re definitely not supposed to use even half that much. You grumble and rub the quite frankly ridiculous amount of soap on your face like you usually do because you’re dedicated even though it’s about 5 times as difficult to do your skincare routine when you're this drunk.

And Yoongi watches from the doorway, you only have one sink in your too small apartment for the three of you. And Yoongi will wash his face when you’re both done not that he minds just watching the two of you in the slightest, quite the opposite in fact: he indulges in it.

Yoongi watches the way your cheeks move as you try to spread the cleanser around, pushing them up and making them look puffy and flushed pink. your soft bunny ear headband keeps your hair back. It makes you look absolutely adorable, Jimin too- with his white kitty ear band that's a little firmer to keep his shorter bangs back. Yoongi feels the edges of his heart turning squishy as he watches it, feeling domestic and soft in a way he doesn't often let himself feel.

In truth it probably has to do with the alcohol still lingering in his system. Yoongi is a little tipsy, you’d gone to a bar earlier that night to hang out with the rest of Yoongi’s and Jimin’s friends and left when the bar got too crowded. Though Jimin is the only one out of the two of you who really likes to dance- and the only reason why you’d gone in the first place.

In the middle of the summer- he’d rather dance in the safety of your own air conditioned apartment than in the middle of a crowded bar. You’d only stayed long enough for Jimin to get his fix, and Yoongi had barely restrained himself when Jimin had fixed him with a thankful sultry look in the back seat of the cab. not able to kiss him no matter how much he’d wanted to as the cab driver had already seen Jimin kiss you.

In your nearly 3 years of dating each other, you’d learned the hard way that people don’t take kind to polyamory in public. And that’s just fine, Yoongi has everything he needs right here in this apartment.

“Minnie- Minnie it’s falling into my eye- help there’s so much- this is impossible” you laugh, as Jimin swoops in with a rag to keep it from falling into your eye, failing like a puppy fails to jump up on a couch, Jimin ends up laughing too hard to help you and therefor can’t see out of his own eyes.

“I can’t believe you let me put on his much!”

“Minnie- Yoongi- Yoon oh- help- please help me” you finally give in and ask him, as Jimin is no help flopped around your shoulders still laughing, and Yoongi grabs a different rag and starts to wipe all of it of your face. Yoongi’s gentle as he stops it dripping onto your eyes. From behind you Jimin smiles up at him, still half on your shoulder- he might be a little more tipsy than either of you. He seems like he’s trying to hold onto you to keep himself up.

“You two just-” Yoongi breaks off, he can’t stop himself from smiling- then you open your eyes finally free of the soap looking up at him adoringly. Both of his hands are on your cheeks, making you kind of look like a bunny, and for a second Yoongi pinches them a little like he would a sticky bun. When you see Yoongi smiling, you smile too. The expression so giddy and completely involuntary, you’re always like this- can never stop smiling around Yoongi or Jimin. He can’t help it- he feels his heart contract with love,

Min Yoongi is going soft.

He crushes you too him, hugging you and probably getting the last little bit of soap on him, but he doesn't care. Something in him, just needs to squeeze you. because you're that cute. He just needs to squeeze or else he’s going to burst.

Jimin washes the rest of his soap on his face and sends a glance over at Yoongi- and gives him a knowing devilish smile. His face a little puffy from the liquor but regardless, he’s handsome. And fuck him too- Min Yoongi wishes he could squeeze Jimin too so much so that he’ll actually ask for it. Instead of doing the grumpy cat thing that he usually does and just hint at it, then sit taciturn until he gets it.

Yoongi makes a noise in the back of his throat, flailing one hand to brush against his lovers arm, nuzzling his nose into the top of your head and blinking up at Jimin slowly. silently begging him to just come here already. Jimin rolls his eyes- why he always gets so fucking bratty when he drinks Yoongi cant even begin to comprehend. What Yoongi also doesn't understand is how the fuck it works for him because it does. Jimin is quite possibly the cutest little brat that he’s ever known, the perfect sour to your sweet neediness.

Luckily, Jimin won’t keep him waiting and folds himself along your back after rolling his eyes. His palms looping around Yoongi’s neck and curling in the short hairs running them up and down. Jimin can’t sit still though, and nibbles at your ear playfully, making you let out the most adorable squeak.

And oh- Yoongi physically can’t stop himself from holding onto you tighter, he knows he’s squeezing a little too tightly. Enough that he forces a little bit of air out of your lungs and makes you squeak again, and Yoongi is absolutely wrecked with affection, his knees weak with it.

“Yoooongi” you whine, “too tight!”

Jimin laughs, “it’s kind of like that thing- about why baby animals are so cute that you just want to squeeze them?” Jimin’s smile is nearly feline.

“Cute aggression!” you chirp, and Yoongi literally feels his heart give out- it’s done, he’s just bursting. Both of you are too much for his heart to handle right now when he’s too drunk to empty his overfull heart or do anything but crumple in the wake of the affection. You keep babbling to Jimin, about aggressive but superficial stimulus and hormonal responses.

Jimin nods along like your geeking out and scientific babbling is the most enrapturing thing that he could be watching right now- and the softer realization is that it is. It’s a testament to his love as he looks down at you nodding along interested, his eyes drinking in your excited expression as you share your knowledge with them. His hand sliding down the lower part of your back subconsciously and your words break off.

“Park Jimin!” You say, smiling too hard to really be indignant, “Are you feeling up my ass when im trying to talk to you about science?”

“Wouldn’t be the first time,” Yoongi scoffs nose still buried in your hair at the same moment Jimin must pinch it.

”Hey!” you say, but Jimin just looks roguish instead of contrite.

“You’re cute when you’re talking about science- and your ass is cute too, all of you is cute” you blush, And turn to look more clearly at Jimin, connecting your lips together sweetly by lew of a reply.

Jimin’s sultriness tempered with the gentle way that you go into Jimin’s arms easily, even as you're still standing between Yoongi’s legs and leaning back against his chest, half in his arms and half in Jimin's.

Yoongi watches and melts into a burning caramelized gooeyness as Jimin’s mouthparts against yours and you sigh and finds that he’s suddenly had enough of this in the bathroom.

“Alright- alright,” Yoongi says tugging both of you apart, your lips make a smacking sound, and you whine low and supine and needy and god you’re going to be the death of him. Both of the people that make him feel dizzy with love and softer than a freaking sugar-spun piece of cotton candy need to get out of this freaking bathroom before you do something ridiculous, like smear more soap on your faces, make min yoongi have a heart attack or both at the same time.

“Both of you- my bed- now.”

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dandelion-vines · 4 years ago

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Incest AU time!! Kinks in this one: incest mostly, praise, Geralt having a big cock like woah 😳 So, Geralt has a son, Jaskier. He’s about 18. One day, he goes on some rather lewd sites, and sees and hears a familiar, soft voice moaning ‘daddy’, along with the sight of his oen son wearing a skirt and riding a dildo. He decides to punish his boy by fucking him, following his exact begs he had heard the day before of breeding him full of cum.

Yeah im gonna go ahead and say it: im proud of this one, @squidskinks

thank you so much for this prompt i legit had to much fun with it. Also can we get a hell yes for genderqueer jask and a respects-pronouns-loves-his-kid geralt?? because hell yes. i love them

tags: incest, ask to tag (im not sure what else it needs)

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Geralt glances at Jaskier's wrist as he drinks his morning coffee. He—they're wearing the purple bracelet today, matched up with a yellow-striped romper and a baseball cap that says Dad on it. Fashion, Geralt'll never understand, but the bracelet is easy an indicator.

"You ready to go, Julek?" Jaskier tucks wisps of their wavy hair behind their ears, smearing lip gloss onto their lips before tugging their backpack on. Tsk, no breakfast, even— Geralt's mindful to shove pop-tarts and an apple into their bag as they tug their converse on.

"Yeah Dad, just a second." Geralt hums, grabbing the keys to the car.

"Lock the door—"

"Yeah, yeah, Dad, lock the door behind you and pinch yourself so you remember you locked it— I've got it old man," they tease with a wink. Fucking teenagers, Vesemir would've given him a Look for that sort of behaviour, but what can Geralt say? He's soft.

He drops Jaskier off at school—fuck, their ass looks good in— "Bye, Dad!"

Geralt hums, waves, and turns the godawful radio up.

He pours himself two fingers of white gull when he gets home, and settles down on the sofa, laptop balanced on his lap— first day off in a fucking week, the hospital's been crazy busy and— Geralt lets his drink burn down his throat, a distraction to his work-wandering mind.

Funny thing about alcohol though— it makes him fucking horny. Geralt gasps, palming over his cock, his eyelids fluttering as he takes another sip. Fuck. He can't remember the last time he'd indulged like this, not to mentioned actually had sex with someone.

It's quick work to pull up a pornsite, lip bit as he palms himself, scrolling through thumbnails of cunts, dicks, and tits and— oh what's this?

The video reads horny boy fucks his dildo and moans for Daddy, and those pale thighs and pink dick framed by a baby-pink skirt rucked up to show it all off... promising.

Geralt clicks on it, leaning back into the sofa as he tugs his cock out of his joggers, letting it lay against his stomach as he palms it.

The video starts with the boy sitting criss-cross, face out of frame. He's wearing an oversized sweater and a pink skirt, playing with his sleeves as he talks, tells Daddy about his day, and his voice is oddly familiar.

And the bitch called me a horsefucker, Daddy— and honestly, he shifts, leaning back against the wall, planting his feet on the ground and parting his knees to show off his half-hard cock—if you breed me like a mare, Daddy, I'd count it.

Geralt stares slack-jawed at the screen, and Jaskier's face stares back, eyes hooded as they fist their cock.

Fuck— what the fuck, his barely-legal fucking kid's doing porn? Geralt should be fucking mad, but all he feels is shock and arousal. Julek's cock's so pretty, long and thick, so unlike the last time Geralt had seen it when his kid'd been but seven, washing them in the bath after a long evening at the pool. They're so fucking grown up, Geralt can't beleive it.

Been dreaming of your cock for so long, Daddy— Geralt can't even close off the site, watching in rapt attention as his kid fingers themself, moaning as they scissor their ass open and Melitele, this is Geralt's fucking child, and yet, all he can do is watch.

Julek lubes up a dildo (a fucking dildo?? Is that what they'd done with their birthday money?) and teases their hole with it, looking entirely wanton as they lay ass-up on the carpet. Please, please fuck me Daddy, fuck your pretty whore, I've been so good— Ah! Fuck, breed me yesyesyesyes—"

Geralt's movements are just as desperate as Jaskier's as he strips his cock, friction too much but he doesn't fucking care, eyes trained on his kid's ass fucking swallowing that dildo, as big as it is.

Breed me, Daddy, put a pup in me so you can fuck it, too, fuck, Daddy, wouldn't you like that? A— ah!— another cute cunt to fuck— please Daddy, breed my pussy, breed your boy's pussy, Daddy— Fuck!"

Geralt feels fucking dizzy, spilling over his hand with a buck and a groan. He hears Jaskier's voice raise in pitch, a constant stream of fuck, yes, please, breed me, mindlessly escsaping his mouth as he cums untouched to the dildo in his ass.

Geral watches, breathless from his own orgasm, and decidess he fucking is going to breed his kid's ass.

His stomach is a flutter of nerves and lust, an evening spent binging his kid's porn and he’s probably a hair's trigger on his cock at this point. Not that it matters, he could probably cum a hundred times over, his balls so fucking full after a week of not getting off. Geralt stretches, sweatpants low on his hips, shirtless as he bites into another cookie (he'll have to hide his box of cookies before Jaskier got home; he’d, unfortunately, inherited Geralt's sweet tooth).

"Dad! You home?" The door slams open and fuck, what's the point, he can always buy more cookies, he wants to fucking breed his bitch.

Geralt brushes the crumbs off himself as he walks for the door, Jaskier struggling with their heels. "Dad—" he does a double take as he looks at Geralt leant against the archway between the living room and the enterance to the house, muscles rippling as he tucks his arms into his elbows, sweatpants showing off the vee of his hips.

"Daddy—" Jaskier mutters, breathless as if in a trance before he duck his blushing face and finally kicks his heels off. "Hi— uh," his kid glances at him, eyes trained on the bulge in his sweatpants.

"Want me to breed you till you're filled up, Jask? What was it— till you can give me another cute cunt to fuck?"

His kid's breath hitches and they either looks like they're about to run or have a panic attack. "Julek," he mutters, coming to cup their cheek, adoring the way Jaskier melts into the touch. Bright blue eyes look up at him, fluttering closed as Geralt brushses his lips over theirs. "Do you want this?" He whispers, fingers tingling as they slip down to Jaskier's waist.

"You're really offering, Dad?" Geralt pressess a soft kiss to their nose, before resting his forehead againsnt theirs. He takes their hand, guiding it to his cock with a hum and a breathless sigh as Jaskier gives his cock a gentle squeeze.

They kiss in ernest then, and for all the minx Jaskier claims to be, they're a sloppy kisser, woefuly unexperienced and does that thought bring a whimper to Geralt’s mouth, that he's probably his kid's first kiss.

He has half a mind as he coaxes Jaskier into a jump, holding them up as he makes for his bedroom down the hall. "You were so pretty, Julek, flushed pink—" Jaskier moans as Geralt nips at his neck, laying them down onto the bed before working them out of their romper.

"Melitele—is this for me?" His eyes are trained on his kid's panties, thin material showing of their cock. "Can I, pretty Jask?" His kid shudders as he moans a yes, their fingers tangling in Geralt's hair as he lips at their pretty cock. He hooks his fingers into the waistband, kissing at their hips, down their leg as he works it off.

He takes a moment to admire them, skin flushed pink, cock half-hard. Their carefuly-done hair flops over their forehad, mussed and messy, their lips swollen just barely from their kiss. He can't believe he's doing this, fucking his kid, mouth watering to press kisses down his chest, to lick at his nipples— fuck.

"You're gorgeous, Julek," and Jasksier pants from where he lays, eyes trained on Geralt as he reaches to his bedside drawer for his lube. "I've been watching your videos all evening— thought you'd been doing homework, not that you were being a cute slut for everyone to see."

"Daddy please," and who's Geralt to deny his kid that (or anything for that matter). He lets his fingers circle their hole, pink and twitching under his movements, before he slips a finger in, Jaskier sighing as if he's found peace after years at war.

"Fuck, Jask, didn't know you were such a whore, baby." Jaskier nods, biting down on his lip, looking for all the world like he's about to cry.

Geralt runs a thumb over their lower lip, pressing the pad of it into his smouth. "None of that, Jas, you don't need to feel bad; it's normal to have urges and to want to share them."

Jaskier whimpers as he continues,"—suck for me, baby, and I might let you suck my dick at dinnertime, too; wouldn't you like that? Being Daddy's bitch? You're so desperate for it, aren't you, pretty Julek? Can't stop begging for your Daddy to breed you?" He works another finger into him; it'll take at least four, and he's willing, anything to keep his boy safe and comfortable.

He brushes against their prostate, watching them cry out— fuck they're so beautiful— and go to touch their cock.

"No, Jaskier, naughty boys don't get to touch their cocks; you'll cum from my dick in your cunt, or none at all, undersood?"

Jaskier whimpers, slobbering on Geralt's thumb as they mutters out a small Yes, Daddy, hips bucking as Geralt brushes against their sweet spot again.

They're an incoherent mess by the time Geralt works in four fingers, arching off the mattress as they beg, “Daddy please, I'll be good, please fuck me Dad! Fuck breedmebreedmebreedme—”

"Gods, you're so hungy for my cock, aren't you, Jask?" He mumbles, teasing his kid's hole with his tip, not quite pushing in. "Want your Daddy's cum? Want the same cum that made you to fill up your sluttly hole, baby?" He leans forward, pressing his lips to Jaskier’s, head tilted as he fucks his tongue into their mouth, swallowing their moans as he slowsly pushes his cock into their hole.

"Fuck, Jaskier, you're so tight— so perfect for me, I love your cunt, baby," he whispers against Jaskier's lips, every muscle in his body tense from keeping himself from fucking plowing into his kid.

"You ready for me to move, sweetheart? Want me to fuck you like you begged me to?"Jaskier gasps as Geral bucks into him, dragged to and fro as Geralt fucks into him, fast and rough and hard— this is punishment after all, for being such a slut for all the world to see, Geralt's child fucking themself open in front of millions.

The thought only makes him fuck faster, holding Jaskier's hips up from where they lay on the bed, back against the mattress.

Jaskier's hands grip at the bedsheets, lips parted— they look entirely cockdumb, eyes crossing as their dick squirts pre, such a sesnitive little cock; Geralt aches to press kisses up it, but settles for breeding his ass intead.

His kid whimpers, shaky hands coming to pinch at their cute nipples— their ass tightens around Geralt's cock, and fuck, Geralt cums with a groan, his kid moaning as they’re bred, warm cum filling their ass. He pumps in a couple more times till they're both far too sensitive, collapsing next to Jaskier on the bed.

"Daddy," his kid whimpers stomach dripping cum, their cock’s spend, onto Geralt's sheets a they turn, cuddling into his side and onto his chest, "I'm sorry, Daddy."

Geralt wraps an arm around his kid's hip, bringing them closer, pressing a kiss into their sweaty hair. "'s alright, Julek," he brushes their lips together, delighting in the way his kid sighs and tries to deepen their kiss. "Never thought you'd be such a kinky bitch when I held you in my hands for the first time, Jas, fucking your own dad."

Jaskier hides their head into Geralt's neck, their cheek hot against his neck. "Like you didn't enjoy it, old man," he mumbles.

Geralt huffs a laugh, runnig his fingers through Julek's hair, holding is kid close. "No, not like I didn't."

#devilkin incest #.......bro is this my first incest fic???#huhh///#devilkin geralt/jaskier

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faunahudson · 4 years ago

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love in a bottle | sauna

WHO: Sawyer Hudson and Fauna Hudson - @sawyer-hudson

WHEN: 14th of February

WHERE: Hudson Apartment and the Beach

WHAT: Sawyer and Fauna do a cute valentines gift exchange

WARNINGS: too much cute

Though not their first Valentine’s Day together, Sawyer wanted their first one as as claimed couple to be as special as he could. Admittedly, he got this idea from TikTok, and fully knowing Fauna would have seen it, made sure to have a back-up surprise for her. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” He greeted her when she came back from her workout with Alexis, a peck on her lips. “Fancy walking Bingley on the beach? Show off our amazing loving family?”

Fauna had never liked Valentine’s Day before Sawyer, usually she’d just bought a Tesco’s box of chocolate coated strawberries, watched Pride and Prejudice and called it a night. But now she couldn’t help but love the cheesy movies, the heart shaped balloons and the over large stuffed animals. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” She responded happily, unable to stop herself from stealing a second peck. “I’d love to handsome, let me just change my hoodie. You mind getting our precious son ready to go?”

He laughed against her lips. "I'm sorry, who's hoodie?" He asked teasingly, pinching the familiar material momentarily, before letting go. "Of course, take your time." Sawyer said, stroking her hair and pressing a kiss against it, leaving the room to come face to face with Bingley, sitting up excitedly as if he already knew something good was happening today. "Hey buddy, c'mon, shall we go to the beach?" Sawyer asked in his 'dog-dad' voice, grinning when Bingley barked back as if to say yes. Once they were ready and waiting for Fauna, he scooped up the large dog as if he were a small puppy. "You think I can sneak you into the Valentine's Day party tonight?" He asked him, who whined in response. "Maybe dress you like a little cupid? You'll be stealing hearts if I do that."

“Oh yes.. Our hoodie.” Fauna responded with a wink. “I’m always telling you Sir, you’re more than welcome to borrow my clothes.” The little brunette teased before slipping back into their room. She ended up stripping off all of her clothes when she got through, deciding she looked like a sweaty mess. Trading them in for a fresh sports bra, his HUDSON hoodie from high school and some leggings. She leaned against the door watching him momentarily with their dog. “God you two are cute? You sure you don’t want to just spend valentines together?” She teased lightly.

“If you wanted me in a little crop top and skirt you should have dressed me that way for Switch Week,” Sawyer had teased in response. He let out a low whistle at the image of her in his high school hoodie, an affectionate grin on his face at how much she drowned in it. “I mean as amazing as a date Bingley would be,” He said, “I also think he’d get too overexcited at the chocolates being passed around campus today and we don’t want an emergency trip to the vet do we buddy?” He asked the dog who just barked in response, wiggling to indicate he wished to be released. Sawyer set him down and he raced towards Fauna, almost toppling her over with the sheer strength he had. “Hey buddy calm down we don’t walk you knocking your mom over,” He warned lightly, before reaching over to Fauna, planting a kiss on her cheek as he steadied her from being knocked off her feet by their dog.

Fauna giggled when he whistled at her as he spotted her. “If you like this you should see what I’ve got planned for later.” She told him thinking of the heart covered lingerie set and cute valentines dress she had tucked away. His affectionate worrying about Bingley made her smile even softer. “No your Mom would like to avoid taking you to the vet for anything but check ups.” She agreed, bracing herself a little as the dog raced over to her, running her fingers over his silky ears. Grateful when he steadied her. “Bingley is the only soul alive I wouldn’t be jealous of if you took them as a date.” She told him as they headed for the beach. “Otherwise it would be a trip to mermaid lagoon im afraid.”

"I can't wait to to see it," Sawyer promised her, "Honestly I'm...intrigued by this party. What can be done with a unlimited amount of money the hostess has." He didn't know Sugar all that well, but from her brief stint dating Finn, and her interactions in general, she tended to just throw money around without a care in the world, Even with his own new-found wealth, Sawyer and Fauna knew how to budget, and did their ball with a spending limit, so he was interested in what a party with no budget would look like. He let out a sigh when the hard concrete of the path turned into the soft sand these beaches were famous for, and he took a moment to appreciate how lucky he got, how amazing his life was. He laughed at Fauna's threat, pulling her in closely. "You know I wouldn't be able to stand by as you took various prospects under, so maybe be a bit more sneaky." He said with a wink.

Fauna nodded. “I’m beyond hype to go to this Sugar Motta party, girl bought a lemon farm on a whim.. I’m sorta imagining giant heart cookies like the one from bridesmaids.” She explained, squeezing his hand just a little as they reached the beach in their secret message to one another. Giggling just a little as he pulled her into his side. “Oh Sir.. you don’t think I’d be silly enough to tell you where I was going.” The little submissive smiled. “I’d take the Wendy Bird or Lad somewhere nice and quiet to drown them. Then I’d come home and tell you how handsome you were and just how much I loved you.” She declared. “Honestly though, I’m so lucky to have you and not have to share you.”

Sawyer laughed. “I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if it was more of an Alice in Wonderland, Queen of Hearts situation.” He said, imagining everywhere having a love heart caricature placed on it somehow, including warped furniture shaped like it. “It’ll be nice though, and it’s good that Rory and Finn have a gig too.” He mentioned. As much as he enjoyed teasing her about her willingness to do whatever it took to keep Sawyer to herself, the Dominant knew he’d do the same for Fauna. The idea of anyone else having her saddened him, and he felt comfort that they were on similar wavelengths. “I’m so lucky not to have to share you either, we’re Fauna-and-Sawyer, there’s no want, need or space for a third party.” He squeezed her hand back. “Wanna bet who’s faster catching a frisbee, you or Bingley?” He then asked, grabbing the plastic disc out of the backpack he carefully put together late last night.

Fauna made a little hum of interest. “I mean I would like to see that, especially if they had a variety of jam filled cakes and treats. I love strawberry jam.” She said hopefully, as she pictured playing cards dangling from the ceiling and Sugar in a large gold crown. “It is good, it always makes me happy when someone gives them a gig. DFS is one of Rorys big passions and.. well... I always like to see him up and doing something he enjoys.” The little brunette replied, he probably didn’t realise just how much she enjoyed his little confirmation that he only ever wanted her. That she was more than enough. “Nope, just you and me forever oh love of mine. Besides there’s no room in the bed now that Bingley keeps trying to sleep in between us. I woke up to get a glass of water the other night and he had his paws on my shoulders.” She giggled, and then glanced at the frisbee forever competitive even with the dog. “I mean he has stronger legs.. so he has an unfair advantage.”

"Are you hinting at wanting some strawberry jam?" Sawyer asked with a large smile, "Because I'm sure there's like...an ocean-side café somewhere that does the whole British afternoon tea thing with strawberry jam and scones," He pointed out, gesturing a bit further up the beach,"and I think there could be an outdoor table if we schmooze enough on this fine day of St. Valentine." "The band's really good, and if they're wanting to take it to the next level, it's perfect exposure for them." The Dominant agreed, pouting at the dog as Fauna describe their sleeping arrangements, "He's very affectionate, but he's the laziest pup known to man, his whining when I take him out on a morning is reminiscent of having to get you up for your workouts with Alexis." He alaughed, "I think you stand a fair chance against him," Sawyer disagreed, "Even if you don't, he likes to be chased." And with that he flung the frisbee down the beach. "Fetch!" He called out with a laugh.

“I mean I wasn’t.. it was more of just a stream of consciousness.. but now that you mention it that sounds so cute Sir!” The submissive responded excitedly, skipping just a little at the thought of getting to sit in a little ocean side cafe with him having a cream tea. “I’m sure that with the power of our love and a small green tip we can make it happen. I’ll show you the proper order for putting the jam and cream on your scone.” Fauna responded excitedly, thinking that she would also insist on cutting his scones into heart shapes. “He’s just a baby, he can’t help being tired!! He needs his sleep.” The brunette defended, reaching down with a little hand to pet over their dogs head again. “Hmm. Well yes he does like to be chased.” She agreed, and then took off down the beach after the frisbee. Bingley chased enthusiastically out in front, and got there long before her.

Sawyer laughed, "I'd hope so, I wouldn't want to embarass you for eating one incorrectly," He teased. "Maybe there'll even do a puppucino for that one," He mused, "He needs to get up like everybody else." Sawyer's heart burst everytime he saw the affection for the dog in Fauna's eyes, hearing it in her voice, and he was so grateful to have her in his life. That fate brought them together, and gave them this life. Sure it wasn't perfect, it wasn't idyllic, because they were human and had to face challenges and issues. But they got thse moments, that both worked extremely hard for, and for that he would do anything to get another one, and another day with her. When she was distracted chasing Bingley, he got the other item out of his backpack, an aged bottle that was inspired by a TikTok he saw. He had placed a note in it, including writing out one of his favourite poems, aged it with a teabag, furling it over with a bracelet that had their birthstones on it, intertwined together. He also included a loveheart charm to represent the day, to be added to her collar, and a small pick 'n' mix bag of sweets Rory helped him pick out. He ran up to place it on the shore, packing wet sand around it, before running back to his usual spot, just as Bingley came racing back, bounding up to him, almost knocking him out with the frisbee he managed to collect.

Fauna leaned up on her toes and kissed the underside of his chin affectionately. "You could never embarrass me Sir, I knew what I was getting into when I chose an American as my forever." She'd stopped herself from saying boyfriend, because it always seemed a little too insignificant for what she felt for Sawyer. He was so much beyond just a boyfriend or even her Dominant, he'd showed her what it meant to be happy, how to be more healthy and helped her to find her voice and beyond loving him she was just so grateful to him for all of that. Bingley of course had gotten to the frisbee long before her, but he gave her an affectionate nudge on his way back to Sawyer as if to say. 'Come on Mom'. She chased him back, breathless by the time she returned to the tall boy. "He beat me.. obviously." The little submissive pouted. "But it wasn't a competition." She specified to herself, leaning against Sawyer. "Honestly it's good I do Alexis' hell work outs so I can keep up with our bouncy son."

Sawyer smiled fondly at Fauna’s little reminder, mostly to herself, that the chase with the dog was not a competition, and he leaned down to kiss her on the top of her head. “Well second place is still good,” He assured her, “it is just our luck we’d have the world’s most hyperactive dog but I wouldn’t change it for the world.” He thought back to how shy and timid Bingley was the day they brought him home from the shelter and how he blossomed from a nervous animal to their boisterous boy they had grown to love. He took Fauna’s hand, glancing at where the bottle was placed, wondering the best way for her to notice it without being too obvious.

Fauna decided not to disagree with Sawyer on the subject of second place still being good, mostly because she believed that her Dominants attitude was better than her own when it came to competitions. "I mean we're both energetic people, so it's good he ended up with us. It'd be sad if he was with people who didn't take him for long runs and wrestle him in the living room. But I'll be honest I canne believe you were worried he might not want to run with you." The girl giggled, petting over their dogs ears. Leaning against Sawyer as he took her hand.

"I believe in fate and destiny," Sawyer mentioned with a shrug, "I just know we were meant to end up with him." He laughed at her comment about his worries regarding him running, reaching down to give their dog a ruffle on the back of his neck, tossing the frisbee again for him to chase after, making sure to pull Fauna closer so she knew not to chase after it this time. "Hindsight is a wonderful thing," He told her, glancing over to the bottle where it had caught the sun, shimmering like a rare jewel. If she didn't notice it soon enough, he would have no choice but to pick it up himself for her, and tell her, gently, she might need her glasses prescription strengthened.

Fauna nodded. “I didn’t used to, but the longer I’ve been with you.. the longer I do.” She told him honestly, it wasn’t an entirely new sentiment. She’d described in detail to him her tween optimism that had melted into teenage nihilism after Charlotte, which somehow had come full circle back to total and utter belief since she’d found him. “It is-“ She started before she followed his eyeline and saw something glinting. “Is that for me?” She asked excitedly, before she pulled him over. Kneeling in the sand to pull the things out. Carefully brushing the sand off, and making a gentle. “Oh.” Of excitement when she saw the bracelet and note inside. “Sir this is so lovely.” She said affectionately, as she went to uncork it. Gently running her fingers over the outside.

Even though he had heard it a thousand times in a thousand different ways, Sawyer would always feel a bit of his heart break when Fauna alluded to her past. The suffering, the torture, how people didn't even treat her with basic decency and dignity. But today wasn't about recalling the bad times, it was about celebrating the good times, and the love they had shared within these past couple of years. Whatever she was about to say was lost on both of them when she noticed the gift, and he couldn't help but laugh as she dragged him over with excitement, watching her reactions carefully. "I can't take credit for the idea, but I think you like the sentiment of us living out a Tik Tok more than anything," He teased. "And don't worry, I have another bottle chilling in the fridge for you back home full of something you do like, if you're not satisfied with this one."

Fauna waved her hand when he said that he couldn't take credit for the idea, eagerly getting on her knees in the wet sand to pull out of the note and read through the poem with a little smile on her face. Rolling the bracelet onto her wrist, she held it up to let it sparkle in the light. "You made it so much better though and I do love the idea of us living out a Tik Tok. I'll totally be posting about this later" She encouraged, carefully running her finger over the bracelet now on her wrist. "These are our birthstones right?" The brunette quizzed, and then squeaked when she saw the charm for her collar. "Thank you so much Sir! You've got me so many things. I love them." Standing up, she stood on her tip toes so he knew she wanted to kiss him. "Almost as much as I love you."

Sawyer often had moments where he wished he could capture it all in a photograph, or some sort of living memory similar to the pensieve in the Harry Potter series. This was definitely one of them, watching Fauna's eyes light up in wonder as she navigated through the contents of the bottle. "I'll look forward to all the thirst traps on my Book Tok account," He teased. Sawyer had relented a while ago, and agreed to have Fauna make him a TikTok, originally just for him to post recommendations and literary memes, but had somewhat snowballed to a lot of unhinged comments, especially once they had made the connection he and Fauna were a couple. "Yes," He confirmed, "I think the colours really compliment each other well. It's as if the universe is telling us something," Sawyer winked, leaning down to kiss her at her signal. "I love you too."

Fauna carefully put the poem and the charm back into the bottle not wanting to lose them in the sand, slipping the candy into her pocket for later. "I mean you are the king of the literary thirst trap.. You should see the comments under the Darcy hand clench." She teased back happily, before kissing him long and hard. Using her new advantage to wrap her legs around his waist, and arms around his neck so that she was clinging to him like a little koala. "I'm somewhat sure that our names are written in the stars somewhere." She told him honestly, running her hand over his face. "I didn't think to bring your present to the beach, but it is wrapped up very nicely for you at home."

Sawyer could feel himself blush at the mention of the scene, thinking back to how amazed at how much his phone could blow up at just random people on TikTok thirsting over him. But he didn't care about any of that, when he had Fauna here with him. The only person he'd ever need, really, wrapped around him like he was, as certain people would say, a giant tree creature. "You know the whole 'written in the stars' phrase is a misquote," He said, before he could stop himself, "From Julius Caesar, the play, I don't know if he actually said the quote. But I agree, we were truly destined for each other. I can't wait to get us home then," He said with a chuckle, "You do have the better wrapping."

Fauna kissed both of his cheeks all along his jaw and chin for good measure and then looked at him with interest. “Oh?” She responded. “What’s the real quote then? My tutor would be super ashamed of me if I was misquoting.” The little brunette teased, whistling for Bingley who had been rolling around in the sand. “It’s the surgeon hands, they make me very precise and steady with most things.” She explained, lifting one hand from around his neck to show him. “Though I didn’t actually really wrap these gifts, I found these really cool 1960’s Valentine’s chocolate boxes online and used them instead.”

It was as if it was an automatic response, Sawyer's eyes fluttering shut in serenity whenever Fauna's lips made contact with his face. An action so soft, proving how safe he felt with her, how much he trusted her completely. "The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings," He quoted, "As said by Cassius in Julius Caesar. Is it fate that drives us to do things, or a weakness within us as humans to act against our will? The phrase has been quoted and misquoted so many times, analysed to the point of exhaustion, it somehow led to 'written in the stars', which I prefer anyhow." He laughed at her explanation, watching her hands carefully, as if they'd do some sort of trick to prove they were surgeon hands. "That does sound cool, let's hope there wasn't any chocolate inside when you received them. 50 year old chocolate does not sound like the most delicious Valentine's treat."

Fauna listened to him quoting with rapt attention, Sawyer always claimed he was a terrible actor but the little brunette didn't really think that could be true. Not with the way that he read things, with such rich and deep emotion. Despite her interest in literature she'd never much cared for Shakespeare until she learned that Sawyer could quote it by heart, now she took every opportunity to hear the century old words. "I like it both ways." She confessed. "I especially like the quote about human weakness.. very earth shattering." She giggled, tapping him on the nose with the end of her finger. "There wasn't no, and someone had cleaned them well because they smell all perfumey."

He squeezed her hand as she confessed her preference for both analyses, because that's what he truly loved about literature. No one opinion was set in stone, and everything could be open to interepreation. "Me too, keeps me grounded." Sawyer admitted, often using this quote his own reminder that he didn't have to be mythologically strong to be perfect. That it was human to make mistakes sometimes. "Ah, vintage perfume. I wonder if it'll remind me of my grandma." He wondered, "You know the one, visited at Thanksgiving? Definitely where Finn's inherited such a unique train of thought." He teased.

Fauna smiled softly as he squeezed her hand, always feeling a sort of warmth low in her chest when he did so. “Of course that’s what you think of to keep yourself grounded.” She smiled fondly, wondering how she got so lucky. “Ah yes! Lovely Lady definitely gave me an insight into where Finn came from. Did not understand that I was joking about the placemats looking good enough to eat.” The submissive remembered. “You want me to walk back to the apartment or am I getting a free ride?” She asked, fluttering her lashes a little for her preferred outcome.

Sawyer laughed. "In all fairness, we all know you will eat absolutely anything, no matter what," He teased, "I believe when we first met you even referred to yourself as a raccoon?" He squeezed her hand back, feeling completely enamoured with her in this moment, maybe just slightly influenced by the love in the air this Valentine's. At her hinting, Sawyer playfully rolled his eyes. "I think I can arrange a ride for you," He said with a shrug, as if he hadn't completely given in, "Piggyback, shoulder carry, or bridal carry, Kitten?"

She giggled along with him, though she also gave his arm a playful poke. “I mean it’s true I am a racoon, and I will eat basically anything.. except I’ve discovered that I fully detest that spray cheese in a can that you have in this country.. I’m half convinced that it isn’t for human or raccoon consumption.” The little brunette responded, her thumb smoothing over the back of his hand. “Bridal, I want to be able to look into those beautiful brown eyes of yours.” She told him with a slightly love sick smile.

Sawyer laughed, the spray can of cheese a fond snack for him in his youth, he and Finn bringing disgust to the rest of the clan for how much of the stuff they could put away. “Probably not,” He agreed, “but I enjoy it.” At her request, the Dominant bowed, before sweeping her up without further warning. “Anything for you, Ms. Hudson.” He said, making sure he was supporting her correctly, before leaning down for a kiss. “I love you so much. Thank you for an excellent Valentine’s Day so far.”

Fauna wrinkled her nose in disgust. "You know it's true love when you still desire him even after he declares his love for spray cheese.." She admitted and then giggled as he swept her off her feet, Bingley barking excitedly as he did so. Accepting the kiss with a little sigh of delight. She really hoped that he would like the jacket as much as she thought that he would. "I love you more than I could ever tell you, thank you for my gorgeous presents."

He playfully nudged her for her comment, smirking a little when her smart-mouth elicited a squeal instead, trying to manoeuvre carrying her safely, and keeping Bingley from excitedly jumping up on Fauna's lap to also be carried. And though it was a moment of chaos, it was absolutely perfect all the time. "Thank you for accepting them, and even though I haven't seen mine yet, I'm sure they're amazing and I love them as well." He promised her, playing with a tendril of her hair. "Onwards?"

Fauna clung a little more tightly to her boyfriend as he moved her away from their dogs eager paws, and nodded with a peaceful and fond express. "I mean if you don't love them, I'm lucky enough to have a very talented mouth that's basically a get out of jail free card for all gift giving." She joked and then just looked at him for a moment, silently thanking whatever cosmic force had allowed him into her life. "Onwards." She agreed with a grateful sigh.

Sawyer rolled his eyes at her teasing. "That's very true, and I am very appreciative for that little mouth of yours." He promised her, whistling at Bingley to follow as he carried them away from the beach. "I hope my mouth has the same talents, as I don't think I'll be able to top it next Valentine's Day." He joked. "Yes, Ms. Hudson." He said, with a playful eye roll, content and happy with where their life was, at this current moment.

#(( adventures with sawyer ))

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mellifluoushood · 5 years ago

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hi, may i pls have a ship! my face tag is 'my face' / about me: im in nursing school, my fave pastimes are reading, baking, listening to music and scrolling through tumblrr. the blurb can be about anything aha. and thank you!! 😊😊

Ship: Ashton | Calum | Luke | Michael

Reason: You would look so cute together! Again, we have a lot of nurses in this fandom (god, you guys are incredible) and I think he would love the dedication and passion you have for helping others.

Blurb: (I got the idea for this because of the video of Michael running into the kitchen with a plate saying, ‘Cookie! Cookie! Cookie!’)

“Michael, don’t-” He didn’t let you finish your sentence before he switched on the KitchenAid mixer, sending several cups of flour spewing out of the bowl and along the counters and floors of your kitchen. When he finally switches off the mixer, it’s too late. You look up at him, making sure to raise your eyebrows,

“Really, Michael?”

“I thought...” He trails off, giving a sheepish smile and shrugging his shoulders, “I would be somewhat of a help.

“Well,” you say walking up to him and wrapping your arms around his waist. He smiles, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and looking down at you, cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment, “I appreciate the effort, but...”

“I should just watch?” He suggests, the tone in his voice letting you know he really didn’t mind just watching his girlfriend bake him cookies.

“Yeah, baby, you should watch,” you stand on your tiptoes and press a delicate kiss to his cheek before pushing him to sit at the kitchen counter and watch as his future wife bakes him his favourite goodies.

Best Friend: Ashton | Calum | Luke | Michael

Reason: Luke and you would be music buddies. When you weren’t with Michael, you would be with Luke, either on his couch or yours, with Petunia listening to a new record the other may have found the day before.

CALM Song + Lyric: Teeth - “Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth”

Compliment: I know this might annoy some people, but you’re so cute! I want to pinch your cheeks! You’re beautiful inside and out, my dear.

#isabella writes #michael clifford blurb #mellifluoushood ships #lukesflaredpants

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7dys · 6 years ago

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roomies?

hey again im a dummy sorry

I literally could NOT think of a title im sorry here's a good ole roommate au though

request: HHhHhHhh u write so well I'm crying :(( jshsd can I get a roommate!au with jae from day6 ? with a possible fluff at the end ? eye emoji ? sjdshd tysm !! -anon

word count: 5137 she's a doozy

a/n: I must have gotten this request like... a year and a half ago at least anon if you’re seeing this I apologize but I've finally done it!!! hope u all enjoy the workings of my crackhead brain

right-o lets get to it

okay so when you moved out of your dorms after graduation you weren’t expecting it to be this God Damn Expensive

on top of buying groceries and affording your tiny ass one bedroom a girlie was struggling

so !! you decided to look into finding a roommate

obviously not to move in with you…. there’s only one bedroom okay

but like searching for an open spot with someone

you found a few that seemed nice but were all wayyyyyyy too far from your job like you would be losing money paying so much in transportation

finally you stumbled across the most cursed roommate flyer ever

but it was in a super convenient location !! so you read it anyways

it was written in GREEN and PURPLE comic sans and there were multiple pictures of chickens and cheesy memes randomly placed around the text in the middle

which by the way was a list of 7 bullet points that said this:

1:my name is jae

2:i am broke

3:i have an extra room waiting for /YOU/

4:i am in a band and will write a song about you if that’s what it takes

5:i am unreasonably good at untangling headphones and i will untangle things for you

6:i have a pet cat and if you don’t like that walk away from this flyer immediately

7:please

and then at the bottom was an octopus who’s 8 legs had his contact information on it and they were cut so you could just pull off a slip

if you were an ordinary person you would not have taken one

lucky us !!!! you’re just crazy

and you take one of the god damn octopus legs

you are understandably the only person who has taken one so far

you giggle to yourself at your own SHEER STUPIDITY and then send a text to the number

you: hi !! i saw ur ad abt looking for a roommate and i’m interested! my name is y/n and i’m still in college so u don’t have to worry about me being like . crazy im just stressed

chicken guy??: oh my god really it’s been a month since i put up that poster!! also mood

you: you put up …. only one poster …… and it was that ……

chicken guy??: it worked for u didn’t it

you: . touché

chicken guy??: anyways you can come by later today and check it out if you’d like? i swear i’m not crazy either but feel free to bring a friend if you’re worried for safety reasons or whatever

you: nah i prefer to live life on The Edge plus none of my friends would be helpful in a life threatening situation

chicken guy??: i don’t know u but i’m already worried for u pls get here soon

hehehe u liked this guy

he was funny if anything

and you tended to find all the weirdos of society and befriend them so it was safe to assume he was no different than your usual crowd

true to your word you go to the address he sent you alone later that afternoon and cheerily knock on the door

while you wait for him to answer you survey the outside

it’s honestly ….. kind of a cluttered mess but in a cute way

like some sort of kleptomaniac crow somehow got an apartment and displayed all of the strange things it found

except it’s all music related

there is a jar that is filled to the BRIM with guitar picks.

who needs that many guitar picks

“me, i do”

you squeak and turn around and go

“??????”

and the tall thin man in the door just nods

“i knew what you were thinking”

“...that’s fair”

and then he seems to remember what exactly is going on and extends one long fingered hand for a shake

“hi! you must be y/n :)) i’m jae”

you take his hand …. that shits warm

how long have you been outside that your hand is so cold when you touch him you SHIVER

he’s like oh my god come in please you’re shivering jesus christ

and you just smile and tell him it’s nice to meet him !!! what a positive polly

you come in and are pleasantly surprised that the inside has just as much personality as the poster !!

and thankfully less green and purple and ….. comic sans

you are immediately greeted by the largest tabby cat you’ve ever seen

“ah that’s my big boy mister crackers”

“his name … is mister crackers”

“....yes”

“love it. tell me more”

he smiles so BIG and WIDE when you say that you think you’re looking at the sun

as he explains more things about the apartment and points at things here and there you half listen and half just. watch him

you didn’t know what to expect from that as but it’s fair to say you lucked out as far as possible roommates go

he was tall and had shiny dark hair and glasses that made his cute little eyes even littler

and he was in a BAND that is so cool

plus he’s like …. pretty or smth

smh FOCUS

you’re gnna have to share a bathroom with him which is … scary but you looked in there and it looks clean at least

also there’s some candles in there

……. he definitely takes candlelit baths like a widow just returning from her rich husbands funeral after he left her everything in the will

king

he seems nice and funny and you appear to have a similar sense of humor …. you’re in

you’re about to tell him you’ll think about it so that you don’t come off as too excited

but then change your mind and jump up and down and tell him you’re IN and you’ll help cover the rent and cook sometimes and bake him cookies and

he stops you after cookies with a hand over your mouth

“you are perfect. please move in immediately”

you smile under his hand and hope he can’t feel your cheeks getting absolutely BLAZING hot

(he 100% can)

((and he thinks it’s really CUTE))

you grab the hand that’s over your mouth and give it a shake and tell him in a southern accent that it’s a deal pardner and he SNORTS

it was cute

you move in as quickly as possible and his band mates come over to help you move everything !!

you’re high key embarrassed to let all these literally gorgeous men into your tiny little apartment and touch all your stuff

but after talking to each of them for like 5 seconds you quickly see they’re all a bunch of nerds and you would trust them with your life

wonpil loses his MIND when he sees your little plushy collection on your bed he thinks you’re the cutest person on the whole planet

he tells jae that’s he’s the luckiest man on earth when he thinks you’re not listening

you ARE though and you stop what you’re doing to give him a big ol hug and tell him he’s an angel

sungjin disapproves of how you’ve been living and asks if you’ve been eating enough and then turns on jae with a finger like U BETTER FEED HER

brian is so intimidatingly beautiful you can’t look him in the eye until you’re all eating ramen and you watch him choke to near death and then immediately go make himself another cup

relatable

dowoon looked lost and you immediately took him under your wing and you’ve been babying him ever since

you made jae take the box full of your plates and mugs and such bc it was too heavy for your Little Angel

“please y/n i am literally the strongest of all of us let me carry things. jae is going to keel over and die”

“nonsense !!! you’re a growing boy you need rest”

“please i literally punched a HOLE in a WALL on ACCIDENT and jae has a grass allergy i promise i will be fine”

regardless of the absolute struggle it was to coordinate everyone and get all your stuff to jae’s you are FINALLY moved in

your room is obviously not the master but you weren’t gonna be like Sorry Jae I Need The Master Bedroom Move Out Xoxo

it’s cute and you brought your own furniture and some posters and decor that you had all over your old apartment

basically you just condensed it all into one room

and the boys gave you a housewarming present and it was just a picture of them performing with you badly photoshopped next to jae playing the triangle

it wasn’t even framed they just taped it to the wall

typical

after all the moving in the boys leave you and jae to settle in but the moving was TIRING so

you’re already asleep on the couch

……….typical

jae just shakes his head and covers you with one of his large sweatshirts because for some reason he only owns one blanket and it’s on his bed and he doesn’t know where yours are

he’s literally HELPLESS

you wake up with a dry mouth at 3 in the morning and smile at jaes sweater barely covering your curled up body

you hold it up and it says “i like ugly” in tiny font .

this boy is perfect

you put it on and climb in your actual bed and decide to make him breakfast tomorrow for being such an angel

you set an ALARM that’s commitment if i’ve ever seen it

you make him pancakes and and coffee and when he comes out wearing a sweatshirt similar to the one you’re wearing and the rattiest sweatpants you’ve ever seen he doesn’t even notice anything at first

nd then he rubs his eyes and just stares

“y/n i’m gonna cry i haven’t had breakfast since 2008”

you laugh and launch yourself at him because he’s That cute

“you’re so cute thank you for letting me be your roommate !!!!”

he ruffles your hair and then sets his chin on top of your head

“thanks for breakfast, sunshine. even if this is also as early as i’ve been awake since 2008”

you pinch his side at that and then go to serve him a heaping pile of pancakes bc he’s skinny and he needs it

“alright noodle eat up!!”

“did you just call me noodle?”

“yes, look at yourself”

“.. that’s fair”

you guys chat over breakfast and thank GOD it’s a sunday and neither of you have shit to do

other than laundry

you force yourself not to mom him when he just puts it all in one machine and sets it on cold and leaves .

it hurts tho

instead of being productive while you wait you have multiple staring contests

jae keeps accusing you of saying he blinked when he didn’t

“i didn’t blink my eyes just look like that !!!! they are small and asian are you racist or something??”

“shut UP i won >:((((“

after the laundry is done you go your separate ways and jae heads out to band practice and it’s your very first time …

alone in your own apartment

naturally you take off your pants and dance around for at least 10 minutes

you didn’t even realize that since your roommate is a dude you can’t just ….. not wear pants

a travesty !!!

honestly let him try to stop you from going braless though. let him try.

you laze around and try to get caught up on your favorite shows and organize your room and then it gets late and you decide you’re going to make a MEAL for dinner

like a WHOLE . MEAL.

we’re going all out

you tie your hair up and put on your cooking sweater which is just a disgusting old sweatshirt covered with stains that hangs almost to the middle of your thighs

everyone needs one

next step is MUSIC because if you cook without it you just feel sad

we’re pulling out the oldies mix that’s right

i’m talking ELO, reo speedwagon, the doobie brothers we’re getting DOWN !!!!!

perhaps we’ll sprinkle some queen in there in honor of the movie that just came out

regardless you’re head banging while you chop vegetables

extremely unsafe but entirely necessary

jae comes home in the middle of your dramatic rendition of bohemian rhapsody where you attempt to sing every single part including the operatic harmonies

you are literally on your knees singing dramatically when the door opens and he comes out of the foyer to see YOU on the FLOOR wearing NO PANTS and singing QUEEN

you may just be ……. the most perfect woman he’s ever met in his life

he joins you because what the fuck else is he supposed to do

he comes in on the high GALILEO and then air guitars THE FUCK out of the next part while you literally thrash

i’m telling you it was one of the most taxing things you’ve ever done

you finish out the song and then fist bump for respect

“something smells good but also something smells burning”

and you scream because OH NO THE GARLIC BREAD

((it’s not even that burnt jae is just weird about smells …… grass allergy headass))

after the fake crisis is averted you finish up and the both of you FEAST while watching cheesy christmas movies and booing at love

you’re both . that bitter huh

also want to note that at some point you discreetly put sleep shorts on so you could pretend you hadn’t been pantless and possibly flashing your day of the week underwear to your roommate of like 36 hours

and when you’re literally seconds away from sleep jae boops you on the nose

like . kinda hard

“hey go to sleep this couch is not comfortable i promise”

“shut up you’re BONEY everything is uncomfortable for you”

“okay now you’re just being mean get your ass in bed”

“sorryyy :((((“

“yea yea go away weirdo”

you tell him goodnight and hug him extra tight in apology and he pats your head so like. all is forgiven hehe

that night when you flop in bed and wrap yourself around one of your pillows you’re pretty damn pleased with your roommate choice

time skip you and jae have almost 0 boundaries other than the necessary ones that keep you Platonic Friends and not Married Couple

which is basically just any affection beyond hugs nd the occasional snuggle

you heard me

the boys are in your apartment . all the time

literally all the time

and wonpil drunk cries to your stuffed animals about never finding love

PLEASE someone save him please

nights like those you and jae go full parent mode because everyone’s drunk so sungjin can’t do it himself

he’s too busy literally breakdancing in your living room

he moved the coffee table out of the way and everything

after everyone is put in beds (dowoon gets to deal with wonpil‘s cry snuggling … sorry)

you and jae always collapse on the couch actually exhausted because you both have weak cardiovascular health and you just carried four full grown men

you end up leaned up against each other for support and then sagging until one of you falls over onto their back and the other just follows

it varies which one of you ends up the big spoon and it’s so CUTE when you do

you think jae pushes you over a little because he likes it too but he would rather die than admit he likes being snuggled so

you’ll fall over onto your back and jae will pretend to be surprised but then wriggle up your body until he’s half on top of you and half on the side with his head resting just under your chin

his hair is FLUFFY and it TICKLES you so you have to move it so you can sleep !

that’s what you tell yourself when you comb his hair down with your fingers

you pretend not to hear him sigh and feel it against the skin of your neck

you also pretend he hasn’t wrapped both arms around your rib cage like a vice and is not letting go anytime soon

cutie :(

he tucks his forehead into your neck and you physically feel his whole body relax and wow . so this is what peace is like

of course it lasts for 5 whole seconds before wonpil let’s out an actual wail and dowoon is urgently whispering shut the fuck up PLEASE SHUT UP

jae snorts against your neck and gives a minute shake of his head, splaying his hand across your ribs and tugging you farther into his hold

first of all. that ticKLES and it takes every shred of self control not to squirm

second: at this point he’s practically trying to fuse your bodies together really you cannot physically get closer than you are

you’re absolutely enjoying it though so you wrap your arms around him and settle in with one leg flopped over his and a blanket you pulled off the floor haphazardly thrown over the two of you

he’s such a SNUGGLE BUG you can barely believe it

he just loves to pretend he’s some angsty lonely dude who plays guitar and SKATEBOARDS like the giant cliche he is

when actually he is a Big Baby

he texts you to calculate the tip for him whenever he’s out to eat with the boys because he “swore off math in 2014”

he asks you if his outfits are okay nd he always looks like an old man but you still tell him it’s good

you think so at least <33

you can read each other so well it’s scary

you’ll walk in the living room and jae will be like NOPE i’m leaving

and you’re like what :(((((((

and he’s like i just KNOW you’re about to yell about random shit we both personally have no control over and it gives me ~anxiety~

“okay well i was just gonna say that global warming is a real proble-“

“LA LA LA I CANT HEAR YOU”

(he thinks global warming is real he just. doesn’t want to talk abt it bc he knows you will Never Shut Up once you start)

you hand him coffee on his way out in the mornings when you know he has a long day ahead and he pats you on the head in thanks every time

jae cooks for you too !!! we love equality

he sticks to pretty simple stuff but he was living alone for a while so he had to know at least a little so he could like. survive

and believe it or not the both of you are not always sunshine and daffodils

when you’re upset he always knows and makes sure to be there if you need anything but basically just leave you alone

he has a tendency to misread the situation and think it’s still cool for him to joke around but you are Actually Angry

and it’s gotten him into lots of trouble so instead he is supportive from afar and does his best to be not offensive

when he’s upset he’s usually super mopey and writes sad song lyrics all day

you forcefully drag him out of his room to make sure he eats and do your best to cheer him up by whatever means necessary

you’ve embarrassed yourself just to hear that laugh of his

the one where he opens his mouth really wide and gasps a little and his eyes squeeze shut

……… fuckin cute

anyways you guys are just dating already but don’t even realize

until one of your coworkers asks you to come out after work and you say no

and it’d be Friendly and Normal if you did it because you promised jae you would cook that night

or you had made plans with him or something

but you were just uncomfortable doing any of that kind of stuff with some Not Jae guy

and after that your eyes are ~wide open~ sister

you find yourself giggling a little too long when he jokes around with you

you can’t help it okay his presence is like a RUSH of serotonin

and imagining yourself doing couple things with jae

turning your usual dinner outings into dates in your head where he holds your hand as he drives and sits next to you in the booth so he can sling a long arm around your shoulders

you let yourself become the slightest bit more affectionate

tucking yourself under his chin every night before you split to your separate rooms

tugging on his hand to get his attention and then playing with his long fingers

you know he notices because god damn how could he not notice ??

he has literally bad vision but he can read the signs

This Ain’t His First Rodeo

he is hesitant to become involved with someone he depends on so much

the age old dilemma of wanting someone but then being afraid to lose them because of it

he wouldn’t admit it but you were quite literally the light of his life

he had been so lonely in his apartment before, living off of instant ramen simply because he didn’t want to cook anything and holing up in his room writing about loneliness and being lost

then you showed up with your bright eyes and took every weird quirk of his in stride and nagged him about eating better and washing his clothes “properly”

(he thinks when you say “properly” you just mean your own way but that’s besides the point)

he even liked when you would take his glasses and wear them and do terrible impressions of him because you looked so CUTE in them

he thinks you’d look cute in all of his belongings but again

are the both of you ready to cross that line?

of course u are lol what else am i supposed to write about

fourth wall break: over

okay so wonpil keeps coming over when he knows jae is gone to try to convince you that the two of you are in love and should get married and have little mini jaes and whatnot

you inform him that he’s CRAZY and that jae thinks of you as a roommate and friend and that’s IT

and as much as you want to think you’re denying wonpil because you’re embarrassed you’re starting to actually believe it

he’s never shown any sort of real interest in you that is out of the realm of Friendly Roommates

and yeah sometimes you guys snuggle but wonpil is literally wrapped around your right arm at this very second so . not valid

wonpil is basically BEGGING at this point for you to see what he sees

which is jae actually being sickeningly in love with you

even if you did believe him at all …. that’s an exaggeration and you both know it

“y/n he’s writing a SONG. about YOU. that boy love loves you. big time”

“people write songs for their friends all the time”

“not jae !! he’s never written a song that hasn’t been about love or loss, you choose which one you’ll be”

“oh shit that was deep”

“i know right? can you believe i came up with that on the spot? wig.”

and then you smack him for being a fckin twitter stan and continue with your argument

jae walks in just as it starts to get physical

wonpil is latched onto your leg as you squirm and wiggle around trying to throw the LEECH off your leg

jae detaches him with a well placed finger between his ribs that makes him squeal Very Loudly and let go

unfortunately you had been leaning all your weight to one side to counteract wonpil and when he let go you went careening sideways

jae just barely grabbed your wrist and yanked you back up

and then you stumbled into him and he stumbles and you both almost fall before getting your shit together

you’re standing pressed together with his feet spread apart so that you’re a little bit closer to his height as you latch onto his shoulders for balance

one of his arms slides around your middle to hold you against him while he used the other to make sure his guitar case doesn’t just fall off his shoulder

wonpil is on the ground holding his rib cage and fake crying when jae goes

“enough wonpil i could hear you yelling like a block away what is going on here???”

you peep out a nothing !!! at the same time wonpil yells

“i’m trying to convince y/n of TRUE LOVE that’s what”

“oh …. y/n is in love?”

“y/n is in DENIAL”

you plead with him to stop please wonpil

and he is relentlessly ranting about how you refuse to “see the light” and how happy you could be

jae sees that this is actually upsetting you from your flushed cheeks and furrowed eyebrows and the way you clutch the hem of his sweatshirt

“alright that’s enough. wonpil go home you lovesick fool”

wonpil trudges out and gives you a sneaky kiss on the cheek

jae has to hold you back when you lunge after him

after you’ve calmed down he slowly slides his arm from being wrapped around your middle to just barely brushing your back

you didn’t mean to get so worked up but like . wonpil is good at that okay

and he was basically going to out you to jae ????:??:!:?:$,&3!:8;

that’s a stressful event

you feel your breathing even out and you sigh in frustration

“i’m sorry y/n, he does that sometimes :/“

“it’s fine it was just . a lot”

“yeah”

you stand in silence for a good minute when jae drops his hand from your back and ducks his chin

“was he…. telling the truth?”

and you want to die because wonpil wasn’t even there and you’re still getting outed !!!!

“which part?”

“the part where you’re in love with someone”

“i wouldn’t say ….. love”

“oh”

and this is just painful so you take a deep breath and just

“okay listen i really really get it if you don’t return the feelings and it’s fine i just … please don’t kick me out i really love living here and all your band members coming over and i even love wonpil !!!! even though he’s a little crazy !!! and i love your fat cat mr.crackers and dancing around to old green day and watching shitty romance movies just to make fun of them and i just don’t want this to end!! we can forget it ever happened and i swear i’ll just. get over it or something and i-“

“okay don’t get too hasty about forgetting it i haven’t even said anything yet”

you stare at him wide eyed

“i’m sorry . what.”

“i can’t believe it took wonpil bodily attacking you for you to say that”

and then he drops his guitar with a thud and steps into your space to slide a warm hand around the nape of your neck

he pulls you closer and stops when your noses brush

“is this okay?” he whispers

“why are you whispering?” you whisper back

“shut up” he breathes right back

he smiles and then tugs you forward and tilts his head down to plant his lips on yours

he’s soft and tentative and pulls away after just a few seconds to press kisses to your cheeks and the tip of your nose

“if it’s worth anything i like you too,”

“are you kidding me that’s worth EVERYTHING ???”

and then you pounce on him and bury your face into the dip of his shoulder because you can’t reach his neck

damn skyscraper

he stumbles at first but then smiles down at your flushed face absolutely squished against his bony chest

he thinks it’s cute though and cranes his neck down to lay his cheek across the top of your head and loop his arms around you

dating jae is even better than you thought it would be !!!

wonpil wasn’t lying when he said jae was writing a song for you and when he plays it for you and sings so sweetly you cry your fckin eyes out

and he’s laughing and pulling you in to situate you on his lap with his guitar long forgotten leaning against the couch and asking you when you became such a softie

you look up at him with tears in your eyelashes and love in your eyes and he positively melts

he kisses your forehead and ruffles your hair and calls you kid like he didn’t just profess his undying love for you through song like the cliche he is

the two of you spend the whole night wrapped up in each other, expressing all the affection you’d missed out on in the last few weeks

you hadn’t realized how…. touchy jae is until now

he can barely function without his good morning kiss

“y/n i am a weak, weak man pls give me a kiss or else i won’t make it through the day,”

..you also hadn’t realized he was this dramatic lmao

the boys supremely unsurprised when they burst into your apartment to find you straddling jae with your fingers in his hair

i’m telling you they don’t even PAUSE in their steps they just look at you and acknowledge it

and then brian just …. takes a seat next to you guys and is like

“are y’all done i wanna watch this redbox movie and return it tonight before i gotta pay for another day”

you’re both cherry red in the face and untangle yourselves in astonishment at his casual tone

dowoon is rummaging around in your fridge and calls out from the kitchen that the two of you were the most obvious people on the planet and that the rest of the band was in the same boat as wonpil they just weren’t absolute psychos

wonpil: this is true but i resent that

all of you settle back into a comfortable dynamic

you’re super happy that your relationship with jae didn’t make anything weird

it probably helped that the very first night that jae mentioned in passing that you were cute and the band had never let it go since

it also probably helped when wonpil pointed out your actual literal heart eyes the first time you saw jae

……………. they were just waiting for it to happen tbh

anyways

nowadays you spend your mornings parting ways with a kiss and your evenings snuggled up together on the couch exchanging eskimo kisses and sweet nothings and you couldn’t be happier

#day6 #jae #day6 scenarios #jae scenarios #day6 fluff #okay anyways we're trying again can't believe I never realized u have to put fandom tags first so it will pop up #I am a stupid idiot gonna go sit in the corner nd wear my dum dum hat #heheheheheh #anyways enjoy ilu

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nanajmin · 6 years ago

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Joy🎄

I wrote this for @jisinging ❤️

Since your parents are still as busiest as ever at work, you've decide to visit the dreamies on Christmas.

Going to the dreamies dorm by yourself wasn't quiet the best idea. The coldness is getting worse every step you take and your thin jacket wasn't helping. Mentally you start cursing at mark for not picking you up at your house.

But it was all worth it as soon as you knock on the door and heard chenle screaming your name from the inside.

As you chuckle the door opens revealing a very exited chenle beeing shoved away by your boyfriend (poor chenle- ahem) "Lau! i miss you" he said giving you one of his biggest hug. Meanwhile the hyungs swoon at your guys cute little interaction.

Closing the door behind after akwardly beeing teased, Renjun seeing the both of you becoming shy and uncomfortable by all the teasing decide to change the subject.

"So are you guys up for a movies marathon? "

everyone started cheering while jisung smile at you shyly holding your hand and lead you to his room for some alone time.

"aren't you cold?" jisung ask worried that you'll get sick. "uh im fi-" before you could finish your sentence he throw one of his hoodies at you.

"hey! WHY DID YOU-"

"just shush wear the hoodie! I don't want you to get sick..." you pout, actually fluttered by his words as he giggle. "i'll be waiting down stairs" as he leave, you immediately wear his hoodie smelling his scent as it calms you down.

"Hi Lau!" when you came down stairs you were greeted by mark and donghyuck who was now in the living room with renjun, chenle and jisung. Jisung was trying to hide his smile, seeing you in his hoodie made him blush. "Hey guys! When are we doing the presents?" Seeing your excitement Jisung can't help but laugh at your cuteness "a little later lau, it won't be fun if we do it now right?" mark said wiggling his seagull eyebrows.

With a "sure!" you went to the kitchen seeing Jaemin and Jeno baking gingerbread man. Jaemin beeing the affectionate dude he is decide to be a little too friendly. Bringing you in a hug, rubbing your cheeks with his own face, which is the result why you're now a blushing mess. You haven't notice jisung following you silently to the kitchen untill you felt someone forcefully pulling you towards the person embrace. Jisung sending jaemin a glare which confuse you. The older men smirk and jeno spoke up grinning.

"Oh i see someone's jealous?"

"I am not!"

you found it cute how jisung cheeks are becoming red, turning around and pinching his cheek you decide to peck his nose. Which leads to him beeing more flustered hiding his face in your neck and the teasing start again.

Presents time uwu~~~

The reason why you were exited for the presents, was that you get to see the dreamies beeing exited about the things they get. You were quiet worried since you didn't knew what to give them.

"hey lau you got anything for us besides jisung?" haechan said jokingly. Rolling your eyes while playfully slap him you said "yes indeed i have" you said making haechan dramatically gasp making the rest laugh."i didn't really know what to give you guys sooo i made some cookies?" you said emberassed but you were confident with your cooking skills. The cookies were in cute heart shape, christmas trees etc.

Pouting at the hyungs munching happily on the cookies, jisung haven't got any.

"aww don't be sad baby! I have something else for you." As excited as jisung is, you shyly handing him the gift. "A photo album? " he ask "yeah open it" jisung open it in aw seeing all the pictures you guys take with all the rest of the dreamies.

Browsing through the last page there was a picture of you guys and the dreamies last year celebrating Christmas. There was a little message at the right corner handwritten it says "Merry Christmas Jisung- ah! i love you with all my heart♡ - lau" Attacking you with kiss making you supprise. Jisung wasn't really the type to show pda to others but when it comes to you, he can't help himself. Bold by his actions you smiled throug the kiss. The kiss was sweet untill-

"Ahem! we're still here you know?"

chenle said as you saw the others fake gaging while jaemin and mark sending winks at your direction. You shyly laugh as jisung sigh giving the rest of the dreamies the album as they're particularly begging to see it. Moving a side, jisung thought it was time to get your present. You notice that jisung went away to grab your present he hid, but you thought he was going to the bathroom or something. As clueless as you were you didn't expect any present from jisung since beeing here with him is already enough.

Jisung came back with a cute little box with red bow on top in his hands. Curious at what is inside of the box, you open it. You can't believe what you get.

Inside there was a white fluffy creature that you saw with jisung on your date.

"A BUNNY!" you scream in joy. You were so happy that you start jumping around and giving hugs and kisses to Jisung cheeks. Making the others groan while yall giggles cuz ya savage maknae

~ ~ ~

"so lau, what do u want to call her?"

"hmm nami"

It took you a minute to think but you don't regret the name. The name nami is special to you because nami Island is the first place you and jisung went on your first date. That was 2 years ago, you still remembered the memory since it's one of your precious moment.

Jisung also remember where the name come from. He's heart is meltED he can't help but just this ones.

Peck. He didn't immediately pull back this time your nose are still touching.

He muttered a "i love you" with a half hearted smile you said "i love you too" peck.

"I love you more"

"nah i love you mo-"

"GET A ROOM IDIOTS"

~ ~ ~

Andddd that's how your day went today. With a bunch of crackheads,opening gifs and eating a whole bunch of ginger bread man. The time of Christmas really brings joy to the world.

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