#i can't wait xox i love him

[puretalents]

❝    do    i    get    time    to    consider    that    ?    i    mean,    you    haven’t    pissed    me    off    enough,    but    the    jury    is    still    out.    i’m    just    tired    of    people    acting    like    i’m    made    of    glass.    i    can    handle    things    [    !    ]    ❞

"oh, i have no doubt that you'll destroy me in the process of your rueing. that's the thing though -- you don't really want to destroy me, do you?"

[driftingdryad]

Omg Bestie! I know I wanted to wait a bit with new request but hear me out!

Shikamaru or Shikaku teasing his girlfriend / partner with the Shadow technique 🥵🫣 Please! 🤭

Ask and you shall receive babes! xox

Listen I'm no jutsu expert and the Naras probs can't use the Shadow Sewing Technique to do all this filth, buuuuut for the sake of the spice let's pretend they can m'kay? lol

Also this is like the third time I've ever written anything smutty so pls be gentle! Thank yooou 🫶

((P.S. just so it's stated in multiple places, Shikamaru is in his mid 20s here!))

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬

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18+, Mid 20s Shikamaru, Clan Head Shikamaru, established relationship, consensual objectification, D/s dynamics, bondage, a little bit of pain play, mild overstim, inappropriate use of shadows lol

You waited in anticipation as you knelt upon the ornately embroidered cushions in the corner of Shikamaru's private office. ‘Be still,’ you reminded yourself, only moving your eyes as you cast a glance around the room in hopes of finding something to take your mind off of the heat rising between your thighs.

Shikamaru's private office was spacious, but minimalist in its aesthetic. The walls were lined with shelves housing a plethora of books, scrolls, and clan documents. When the titles of books on strategy and history didn't hold your interest, you wished Shika would let you fill the small gaps on his shelves with knick knacks. Then you'd at least have something to focus on and keep you still ‘like a good doll.’

You subtly clenched your thighs as your mind drifted back to your current situation. No, knick knacks probably wouldn't help you, and they weren't his style anyway. His office was the embodiment of function over form. Sure there were a few personal touches here and there, the large antique desk Shika had inherited from his father; a single picture of Team 10 in their genin years sitting on the windowsill overlooking the private garden; the well loved shogi set that sat mid-play on a low table on the opposite side of the room from you. There was no decor, though. Shikamaru didn't find such trivial things necessary to the overall function of his space. Plus, what man needed decorations when they had a gorgeous little thing like you — naked with your pretty little pussy weeping onto the luxurious pillows you knelt on — to liven up his space instead?

You were never usually one for sitting still long; something that Shikamaru endlessly grumbled about, though with adoration in his eyes; but something about being the only piece of true decoration in his office made you feel all floaty, and you wanted nothing more than to please him. Who knew being objectified by the man you love could feel so good?

You knew how much of a drag all his tedious paperwork was, and it made your heart soar to know that you made it more bearable for him. The wonderful feelings that came from Shikamaru directing you to kneel in your designated display space in his office was enough to keep you still, blissed out on the idea of being nothing more than an object, a porcelain doll, for him to devour with his eyes between reports.

Well… it kept you still for the first couple of hours. After that, the anticipation of what would come next — after all the paperwork was neatly filed away and Shikamaru finally relaxed into his high back chair and graced you with his full attention — had you starting to lose composure. He'd never made you wait for longer than two hours before. Today, it was nearing the four hour mark, and you weren't sure how much longer you could take it. You wanted to please him, gods you wanted to please him so badly, but your calves had long ago gone numb and you were certain that if you weren't touched soon you might start humping the pillow beneath you like a feral dog.

You shifted slightly hoping to ease some of the pressure on your calves, but only really succeeded in accidently squeezing your sensitive pussy between your plush thighs. The subtle pressure almost made you moan, but you didn't want to draw Shikamaru's attention to your rule breaking. Dolls weren't allowed to move, nevermind pleasure themselves, even if it was an accident.

A deep sigh had your eyes locked on Shikamaru in an instant. He met your gaze with half-lidded chocolate brown eyes that sent a shiver down your spine. Apparently, you hadn't been as subtle as you thought.

“Getting needy, are you?” Shika drawled, his voice low and calm as he inspected you. “Troublesome woman.”

His heavy gaze trailed your form slowly, taking in every detail from your quivering thighs, to your pink nipples that pebbled under his stare, then up to your large pleading eyes.

Troublesome woman indeed. You so badly wanted to tell him that yes, you were so incredibly needy for him, and that if he'd just please give you the release command you would crawl across his office on numb legs to the space beneath his desk that you loved so much and keep his cock warm in your throat until he was done work please, please, please!

But he didn't give you the command, and so you remained in place, unable to move or speak. A soft, pathetic whimper bubbled up your throat instead, a noise you were able to make on technicality alone.

A lazy grin lifted the corner of Shikamaru's lips. “I've kept you waiting a long time, haven't I, baby? You've done so good for me, though.”

His praise lit you up inside, warmth spreading through your system and lifting you higher into that fuzzy, floaty place. Shikamaru must have seen it on your face because his grin widened and something calculating flashed in his eyes.

“I still have two more reports and some scrolls to sign off on...”

Your heart dropped, and you're sure that your desperation was showing in your eyes. You wanted to whine in displeasure this time but held it back. You wanted to keep being a good doll for him, to make Shika proud of you. Whiney girls did neither of those things. You could tell he was waiting for it, though, giving you a moment to process. When you didn't make a fuss, he nodded, pleased.

“How about a little warm-up while I finish up? You'd like that, wouldn't you, pretty girl?” His gaze smoldered and trapped you within their depths.

Your eyes widened. Had Shikamaru read your mind? Your tongue flicked out and wet your lips unconsciously. Oh, how you loved having him buried in your throat. Your body tensed, waiting for the release command so you could throw yourself across the room at his feet. You could feel a rush of slick dribble down your inner thigh at the dirty images flashing through your mind.

The command never came. A single fluid hand gesture later, and Shikamaru's face fell back into his regular bored working expression as he opened the next file folder on the stack. You kneeled there, still as a statue, in utter confusion. Didn't he say…?

And then you saw it. Flowing out from beneath Shikamaru's desk were long tendrils of his shadow. You watched awe as the shadows glided across the floor towards your quivering frame. The Nara clan's secret techniques never failed to amaze you.

A jolt of excitement ran through you as the tendrils reached you, gently prodding your skin where it met the floor. You sighed softly at the familiar coolness of Shika’s shadow as the tendrils glided up along your heated skin.

Tearing your eyes away from the shadows that were exploring your body with gentle brushes, you turned your attention back to Shikamaru. You knew that while it seemed that the shadows had a mind of their own, in actuality, every move they made was at his behest. You'd never be able to tell though with the way he was diligently focused on the papers in front of him, pen scratching across the page here and there.

A small but sharp pain on your thigh drew your attention back to the tendrils. It seemed Shika wanted you to focus on yourself, not him. The sharpened tendril on your thigh dulled again before trailing over to your hand that rested palm up on your thigh. It wrapped around your wrist, tight but gentle, before forcing it behind your back. More tendrils mirrored the action with your other hand, binding them in shadows behind your back. You tugged experimentally on the binding hold — more out of curiosity than an actual want to escape — and were met with another needle like prick of warning against your skin.

You let your body relax into the hold of Shikamaru's shadow, enjoying the feeling of the many tendrils exploring your body. Some caressed gently while others pricked against your skin, only to be soothed by a softer touch. You reveled in the feeling of finally being touched after such a long wait, gasping and twitching as Shikamaru's shadows teased you. They were almost everywhere. You couldn't tell where one tendril began, and another ended. You had no clue how many there were either. All you knew was that they felt amazing teasing against your skin, and the need between your thighs was reaching a fever pitch.

Desperation bubbled up inside you as the tendrils explored; curling around your legs, whispering across your ticklish tummy, smoothing down your arms, and even softly caressing your cheeks, but not a single one strayed to the places you wanted them most. Your ass, breast and cunt were left untouched and alight with need. Sure, the feather light touches and sparks of pain already had you gasping, but you wanted more.

When finally a single shadow ghosted along the underside of one of your perky tits a whimper escaped your throat. Your hips stuttered forward against your will, raising your bottom off your calves, searching for something to grind against. A tendril that had wound its way around your hips tightened and jerked your body back to the proper position.

Shikamaru made a ‘tsk’ sound but didn't raise his head to acknowledge you. “Doll's can't move on their own. You know this,” he chastised.

He wasn't looking at you, but you lowered your gaze in apology either way. You did know that, but you couldn't help it! It didn't matter, though. Shika's shadows would help you.

The shadow tendrils tightened their grip on your wrists and spread further up your arms, binding them together from wrist to elbow. At the same time, the one around your hips extended out more tendrils to the floor, effectively anchoring you in place. The worst part, though, was the thicker tendrils that encased your folded thighs and yanked them apart with a strength that always surprised you.

Your glistening, sopping wet pussy was suddenly exposed to the cool air of the room, your clit peeking out from between your spread folds. Your most intimate parts displayed for Shikamaru. You could feel the heat of a mortified blush spreading from your chest to the tips of your ears. The embarrassment had your poor little pussy clenching down on thin air, even more aroused than you'd been seconds ago.

A shadow brushed along your inner thigh, trailing up, up, up to your spread core. Finally your pathetic pussy was going to get the attention it needed. Or not. Just before reaching the apex of your thighs the shadow shot up your body and wrapped tightly around your left breast. A keening cry left your throat at the unexpected move, so different from the slow sensual touches you'd been receiving thus far.

The shadow gripped your flesh, the tip of the tendril reaching out to flick your taut nipple. It hurt, but felt so good all at once. You arched against Shikamaru's restraining shadows and felt more of your slick dribble down your inner thighs. Another tendril climbed your body to tease your other nipple.

The tendrils enveloping your body continued to play across your skin, the mix of pleasure and pain so great that you soon began losing yourself to it, floating further away from reality with every second. You quickly lost track of time, but very briefly a clear thought crossed your mind: Your gasps and moans were probably distracting. You didn’t want to cause trouble for Shikamaru. You probably shouldn't let yourself float too far into the fuzzy space in your head. You needed to reel yourself back in, but you felt so good.

When you managed to pry your eyes open though Shikamaru was still diligently working away as if you weren't a twitching, near overstimulated mess on his office floor. His indifference fanned the flames within you and it felt like all he would need to do is send a single bored glance at your drenched cunt for you to fall over the edge. You could already imagine his teasing, ‘poor baby, so worked up and pathetic that you came without me even touching that pretty little pussy’. You mewled out a sob at your imaginary Shikamaru's words, closing your eyes again and throwing your head back, letting yourself fully fall into the overwhelming sensations swarming your body.

You didn't know how long you were bound there, spread wide and on display as Shikamaru teased you into oblivion with his shadow, but it all came crashing down around you in an instant. A single, electrifying brush of a cool shadow against your throbbing clit was all it took.

Your eyes flew open, unfocused, as a broken cry ripped from your throat. Your pussy clenched hard around nothing as your body went taut against your bonds, Shikamaru's name a worshiping chant in your head. The tendrils of shadows lost their chaotic vigor, instead caressing soft and gentle easing you through the intense orgasm.

When all that was left were the aftershocks and you managed to raise your head, you were once again met with Shikamaru's half-lidded gaze. His eyes were full of such heat and adoration that a soft, dopey smile took over your lips. He'd enjoyed the show. He'd enjoyed you.

“Such a good little doll,” Shikamaru said lowly, pushing himself away from his desk and rising. Your smile widened as he crossed the room to you.

For him? Always ♡

[brotherwtf]

sorry to send this onto you lol but i have nowhere else to express it.

there’s some recent pics of callum out with dua where he’s paying for their meal which makes me laughhh because she defo has more money than him but he’s insisting on being chivalrous 👹🤌🏻

i just think this is totally a reasonable HC for clegen like john would totally find any excuse to be chivalrous with gale which gale finds bewildering and wants to be offended but absolutely can’t find it within him and it makes him so flustered

please take this prompt and put it out into the world i would love to hear your thoughts xox

Callum and Dua you will always be famous, God I want what they have

btw and also never feel like your asks are a burden or annoying, I literally love and cherish every single one of them 💕💕

but OH MY GOD: CLEGAN AND STUPID CHIVALROUS ACTS is a thing I can get behind definitely

he would definitely literally bend over backwards so that Gale doesn't have to lift a finger while they're on dates together, would run from the driver's side of the car so that Gale wouldn't have to open to it himself, would put his jacket down on a puddle so Gale wouldn't get his shoes wet

John would definitely be those tiktoks where the guy climbs out of the window and jumps over the car to open the door for Gale, Gale would just laugh into his hand the whole time

literally yanks the bill out of his hands so he can pay for it, even when it pisses Gale off he won't let him pay the bill if he's still alive

have a funny hc where maybe it rains and Gales wearing some nice shoes, says they can just wait inside until it's done, but John says NO I'm gonna get you through this storm alive and Gales just like "babe we're fine" but he's already being lifted by John. anyway John carries him bridal style back to their car so his shoes don't get wet, only makes him carry the umbrella for them

Gale of course gets frustrated by this sometimes, he also wants to spoil John and be all chivalrous, so when John doesn't let him pay for the bill he makes a big stink about it. Sometimes threatens that John will sleep on the couch if he doesn't hand over the damn bill. John doesn't even listen though

so Gale also has to forcefully sit John down and let him do some things, sometimes he'll open the door for John or pay for dinner, which makes John smile brightly but still boils inside bcs he can't spoil his Gale

anyway they're both so stupid and in love Jesus Christ when will they be normal

[mikeeel]

dear diary.. taehyun x fem!reader warnings: use of phones/cameras, blowjob, motor-boating, degrading, praise, idk what else icl minors dni or istg... better with dark mode :)

a/n: i can't stop thinking of tae reading your journal and there's a dedicated bit to you thinking of all the things he could do to you🫠🥴 deffo inspired by the invitation performance & sex with me by rihanna 🤭 not proofread.. sorry if there's any mistakes.

you are lying on your bed, hello kitty pen in hand as you scribble in your journal. biting your lips, you write more furiously, almost with a certain want? but your daydream is interrupted as your phone buzzes with a text from taehyun. tae 🤗  1 new message! hey, i'm here, can u open the door for me? x

you wipe your eyes as you climb out of bed to continue on to the door. until you realise, you look dead and you smell dead and your breathe smells like something dead. so you decide to open the door and text him back.

you: i literally feel like shit, so just wait for me in my bedroom while i take a shower and that. is that okay, taetae? i'll try not 2 b long xox || send^ tae 🤗 1 new message! yeah course, i'll be waiting for you x

you giggle at the x at the end of his message. he's not one to be affectionate, even though you've known him forever. it makes your heart skip a beat, thinking of if you two were together, what messages would he send you? you blush to yourself as you skip away into the shower.

taehyun opens the door and locks it as he comes in. he's been here a dozen times, but everytime it seems your apartment feels more like home everytime. it used to be covered with posters, making it feel like your apartment. but now, taehyun's added alterations. making it feel like you and his apartment. he likes the idea of living with you, maybe more than that. maybe the significance of sleeping in the same bed as you, letting you borrow his clothes.

he smiles to himself as he walks past a landscape photo of you and him on the sea of jeju-si, your bright smile as your hair flows in the picture, lips glossy and dress loose and summery. taehyun's slight smile, cap tilted up as you complained you wouldn't be able to see his face. the shirt you picked for him on, having a heart on the side with a cute smiley face you embroidered. you got it for his birthday. he opens the door to hear you in the shower in your en-suite. "y/n, i'm here!" he says, aiming to have a response from you. "okay tae! i'll be out in about half an hour, i have to do skincare and stuff!!" you excitedly exclaim. you always manage to make him smile with your bubbly personality, your eye smile, he just loves everything about you, even your innocence and how your eyes widen and brighten when you see a stray cat on the street and when you see cute stationery you drag him to come and buy it with you.

he walks around the room as he jumps on the bed. but he realises he lays on something of yours. it's a journal? it has a cinnamoroll, it's a teal kind of colour as he smiles knowing he bought this for you, the saniro pen in the binder. he opens it and sees your handwriting filling the pages. he continues to read the first page. dear diary,

he stops and chuckles under his breath. you made this your diary? that is just the cutest thing ever. he looks down again to read more. today, taehyun got me this journal. he's just so considerate. i love him sooo much! ♥ it's my favourite thing in the entire world. today we went to jeju, and took a picture near the beach. it almost felt like we were a couple, almost.. i want to be with him so bad but i don't want to ruin our friendship! i know he isn't fond of relationships so why would he change that for me? :( he frowns, the only reason he isn't fond of relationships is because he wants to be in a relationship with you. he was going to ask you out in jeju, but he felt as if it wasn't the right time. you had just broken up with your ex, sunwoo. you were torn, but he made sure you had fun at jeju so you could forget about it.

he's soo sweet. he comforted me through my breakup with sunwoo but honestly? i'm glad sunwoo broke up with me. i felt guilty for continuing a relationship i actually didn't want.. taehyun was always the one i wanted.

he gasped. he didn't realise you wanted him for so long. he skims through the book, smiling as he reads through your days in detail. although, he comes across a lack of pages. he looks towards the back as he sees a highlighted pink page headlined in cursive bold handwriting: everything taehyun could do to me 2023 edition ♥

he raises his eyebrows, what do you even mean by that? by god, he shouldn't let curiosity take its path. or maybe he should? fuck it, he turns over the page.

no1: he can bend me over a counter and fuck me until i collapse. backstory: he was cooking for me when i was ill and he didn't have a shirt on but he had an apron on. i wanted him to fuck me sooo bad in that :( ♥

ah. that's what you meant.

no2: he can fuck me in the backseat of his car and take pictures of him ruining me. backstory: we were on the way somewhere, i can't even remember where but he had his tank top on and he reached for something in the back but he couldn't reach all the way so he climbed in the back and got it. but WAIT this is the real kicker, he sat in the backseat, spread his legs and said, this is a real spacious backseat. FUCKKK ♥ And wait.. he took a picture of me from the back seat and was like 'You're so beautiful' I SCREAMED!!!!

no3: he can fuck me in his suit and tie. backstory: he was just wearing a fucking suit and tie??? like, he wasn't even doing anything sexy but existing. the way his muscles were flexing and his hands were veiny.. ughh fuckkk ..

no4: he can fuck me in a changing room using his fingers backstory: he just can :) no5: he can choke me and use me as his own fleshlight backstory: don't ask.... no6: he can overstim me so much i beg to cum on his cock backstory: his smirk, that's it... ghhh no7: he can make me grind on his thigh at dinner with his friends backstory: we were at dinner and my hands were touching his thigh. the way those shorts made his thighs look so muscular mmmh :( ♥

no8: he can cuff me to the bed and eat me out and make me suck him off backstory: he was drinking a daiquiri when we were out drinking. the drink made his lips look glossy and sossossosososo delicious to devour. i'm not sure where the cuff bit came from, maybe the need for him to peg me?.. yum.. ❀

no9: he can fuck me soooo hard and call me names and put his fingers in my mouth backstory: i'm not sure, probably my daydreaminggg :( no10: i need him to undress me, give me the baddest hickeys for everyone to know i'm his.. hmm.. and he can make me scream so loud that his whole dorm hears me, maybe finger me too backstory: i heard soobin and his girlfriend and i wanted that to be me and tae soooo bad.. her moans were pretty but i wonder if they'd be as pretty as mine?

he hears the door unlock while he looks up at you. you have your makeup done with a pink collared shirt and a miniskirt. you love skirts. your eyes widen as you see what he's holding. you run up to him and attempt to snatch the journal away from him, but he's just too fast and makes sure it's out of your reach. you start to cry and beg for him to give the notebook back to you. "please taehyun, please don't read it, please don't," you get on your knees and pull his trousers. your eyes glassy with tears as he just looks down on you with a demeaning look. "what's this, princess?" he says lowly, waving the notebook as you stop speaking, hiccups coming from you. "i'm sorry, i'm really sorry, please don't be mad," you hiccup as you lower your head on his legs.

"i'm not mad, i'm not even angry, my princess. you hear?" he says as he puts a finger under your chin and wipes your tears. you nod, as you stand up and wipe your face. "i'm just curious," taehyun says calmly, as you look up from the floor. "come sit next to me," he pats the space next to him as you tiptoe towards him and lower yourself down onto the bed. "i didn't realise you liked my hands so much sweetheart," he chuckles as he tucks a hair behind your ear. your heart skips a beat, he read the worst bit. you look away, looking at everything but him. he notices this and grabs your head as his eyes are dark. you gulp, getting nervous at the atmosphere, the tension. "erm, well i, i, uhm, i'm," you stumble over your words as you glance at his hands gripping your face, it makes you nervous.

"i've got an idea what we can do today. we can spend the day fulfilling all your wishes, so we're going back to the dorm. how does that sound?" he smiles warmly at you, full of evil intent covered with sweetness like a sour sweet. you nod as you get out of the bed and walk to taehyun's car.

you get in the car as taehyun slides his arm along the back of your seat, looking back as he reverses. you physically scream as that is the hottest thing a man can do. as he successfully reverses, his muscles flex and fingers tapping at the wheel and you rub your thighs together. you can't believe this is actually happening.. the kang taehyun wanting to fuck you how YOU wanted.. it doesn't seem real.

the silence could be cut with a knife as all is heard is the humming of taehyun and his car. you pull off to the side of the road, it seems quite deserted. you look around as the car stops and taehyun turns to look at you.

"how about we start with no2?" taehyun says while looking at you. you grip your skirt as you nod slowly. taehyun climbs in the back and spreads his legs as he looks at you. fuckin' hell. straight out of a novel. so, positively, you say 'fuck it', climb in the back and prepare for the best sex of your life from your best friend of 300 million years.

as soon as you climb in the backseat, his lips hit yours, roaming hands as neediness take over you both. taehyun's teeth bite your neck, leaving pigmented purple marks all over, making your eyes roll back all the way to your damn brain. you're basically brain-dead, like a zombie, except you don't want to eat brains, you want taehyun's dick inside you. you straddle him, as his head goes under your shirt and you silently praise yourself for being too lazy to wear a bra. he licks around the valley of your breast as you are sure he's motorboating your breast without any noises. you actually feel yourself about to combust.

"so pretty, you're my pretty princess, i love your breasts, i love them.." he mumbles and groans and breathes heavily. he seems as needy as you. "so good tae, tae, please please fuck me," you beg as you hold the back of his head as he slowly reappears from under your top. he looks at you like he wants to devour you and eat you up afterwards. he nods as unbuckles his belt, he unzips his trousers and pulls his boxers to his ankles. he tugs at your sweatshirt, as you pull it off. you assume he wants your skirt off too so you go to pull it down but he grabs your hands. "keep your skirt on," he whispers as he slowly moves your hand back to where it originally was. you gasp at the length he manages to have. no wonder he was a prodigy in university.

"i'll make you feel like this is your first," he heaves as he grabs your waist and holds the car door as you scream in lust. the ramming and pure animalistic rutting is enough to make you bust. he flips you on your front, pressing you against the car window, the visible shaking of the car and classic window fogging. it's everything you possibly imagined if not better. you could feel him inside you, sliding in and out at a perfect pace, his fucking handsome and pretty hand gripping your waist and the other holding your hands above you. moaning and whimpering can be heard as you're both contributing into the audio heard in the car. but all of a sudden he stops. you exhale loudly as you whimper at the loss of intercourse.

"i'm sorry princess, you look too pretty right now, ruined all for me. can i take a picture?" he says and you can't even believe that that is the thing that got you to cum. you moan out as your walls flutter and spasm around his cock and juices spluttering out. he obviously stops in surprise as you stutter and groan. "i, fuck, i don't mind, not at all.." your head turns to look at him.

the scene is purely pornographic. his cock still inside you, ass-cheeks red as ever. liquid between your thighs, dripping down. unruly hair, mascara running down your eyes from when you cried from the amount of pleasure taehyun provided. lipstick smudged from kissing as taehyun has lipstick remains on his lips too. your body is covered in hickeys and swollen, hooded eyes. he smiles as he gets his phone and you hear a camera click. no flash, all raw. you smile for the photo lazily as he chuckles and puts his phone down. you look up at him.

"i wanna make you cum, tae," you say as he twitches inside you, clearly trying to keep strong for you. you took note on how he watched your tits from behind slap your torso and back, and when straddling him, he couldn't keep his eyes off how they bounced. taehyun nodded, but he inhaled to ask a question.

"how, baby?" "with my tits," you innocently say as you turn around. you spread your legs provocatively and begin to fondle yourself. rubbing your nipples and kneading your skin. he can't keep his eyes off you. he couldn't be more excited. he doesn't like to admit he's perverted for you. how he looks at your nipples through babytees you wear, when your tits look exceptionally good in vests, when you hug him and your boobs squish against him when hugging his arm and when by accident when you guys were swimming, one of your boobs came free and he came from the thought of it again. he nodded so quickly, he couldn't control himself from how embarrassed he'll be after this. you lower your chest onto his pelvis, as you hold his shaft in between your breast. you spit onto yourself and start moving up and down, as taehyun rolls his head back and starts spewing your name like a broken record.

"y/n, oh my god, fuck, y/n, nobody can do it like you, holy fuck, oh yeah, feels so good, you're such a whore for me," he hastily says as he puts his hand on your cheek. you smile cutely as you lick his tip every time it comes up through your boobs. he grabs the door behind him as he mentally prepares for probably the best orgasm of his life. "y/n, i'm so close, please please, let me cum in your mouth," he begs as you move your boobs down and insert him in your mouth. he cries out your name and spasms and shakes, splashing a future generation in your mouth. you kitten lick his tip as you clearly swallow it all. but he's not finished, he cums another time, but less, on your face. you close your eyes and gasp in surprise. you slowly grab your phone and take a snap of your breast on taehyun and cum on your face, mentally reminding you to send it to him after you're done. you chuckle as you wipe your face off of any left-over semen. you grab your sweatshirt and lazily put it back on and help taehyun with his trousers and his top.

you both climb into the front of the car, unruly hair, marks all over you and red hot bodies. you smile to yourself as you think the day is done.

"before you ask, we're not done. we're on the way to the dorm. how do you fancy a little movie night with all their girlfriends?"

[carlos-in-glasses]

"Still here, they all say, we’re still here."

i feel almost parasocially proud of carlos for the strides he made this chapter. a JOURNAL! with his NAME! even him considering it makes me absolutely kvell (you can google that, if you want).

i think a lot about writing poetry for my former younger selves, and about remembering that i am still a version of them. and that's what i recognized in carlos this chapter. they're still here. and they're waiting for him to be brave.

i'm waiting with (respectful and patient) anticipation to read the revised version of la tormenta! i know it'll be even better than the last.

you know, i can't help but feel like my own shadow poet, signing in every week to send my little anonymous messages. i hope you're not getting beat up about it like steven, though :P

enjoy the episode tonight! we survived the week!

xox angels anonymous

Awwww oh my gosh Angels Anonymous, I'm in one of those moods where I'm findng everything adorable and you being proud of Carlos here when he's trying to overcome so much shame makes me want to squeeze something. A journal with his name! Who knew?! Not him! 👀Kvell!! Certainly a new word on me, and it's lovely!

I definitely have a big thing about our younger selves always being part of us and our future selves waiting to meet us and being like 'don't worry, I'm going to take it from here because you've giveb me what I need' or on the flipside, 'I don't know what to do because we're stuck or maimed in some way and we have to help each other figure things out' (hence it being a major theme of most of my fics, I guess!) Time usually does make us braver, I think, and we can live long lives with a lot of wounds.

You kind of are your own Shadow Poet! That's funny! And that's also okay. I really appreciate it, as you know! Happy to say that so far so good and I'm not facing the same issues as Steven. Not anymore, anyway.

Thank you!!! I hope you enjoy the episode too!! I'm at a giant office awayday thingy tomorrow so I'm going to be hiding in the bathroom trying to catch up on what's gone on I think, but oh well!! I'm just so excited we're back on air after a little break! Have a lovely week Angels Anonymous!

Please enjoy these two being the silliest:

[spnfanficpond]

May 2023 Angel Fish Awards

(Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)

WELCOME TO THIS MONTH’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE (you don’t have to be a member) CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. Everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that this fun, thoughtful award will do just that. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)

Be sure to read through this whole post because you may have been nominated more than once!

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE THIS MONTH’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Nominated by @glygriffe

Best Laid Plans by @thinkinghardhardlythinking

I usually don't read RPF but this came well recommended and it was so fluffy and sweet that I read it all in one sitting. I thoroughly enjoyed every word of it!

Prettiest One by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

I like when Dean opens up about his feelings. And if it takes morphine to do it... so be it! 😊

Foxholes by @thoughtslikeaminefield

The POV of Annie on our beloved characters is refreshing. It has an ethereal and reflective quality really effective in so few words. This is craftmanship!

Homesick by @mrswhozeewhatsis

I have a soft spot for fics that are missing scenes or character inner monologues for canon material of the show. This Sam POV from the pilot episode is just that, with equal parts of fluff and angst.

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Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield

The Hero Always Gets A Kiss by @fandomoniumflurry

Swooned my face off at this! A little slice of Chestervelle not seen on TV but fitting nicely inside (head)canon — where I love the most.

Smokes and Sex Toys by @wayward-and-worn

This one's been lingering for a little over three years, and I ain't mad about it. I can still hear the rush of the river beside my campsite as I read this for the first time during the second lockdown in the summer of 2020. Perfect Dean characterization, a female character I'd love to hang out with, sexy as fuck, and real.

Local Legends (series) by @crashdevlin

This isn't usually my kinda thing, but Cassie's Dean is such a unique brand that I can't quit her/him! Looking forward to the drama. xox

_______ by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

At just 109 words it's almost an OG drabble and also makes my chest ache with its absolute Dean-ness, its tenderness, and its intimacy.

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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

Run to You (series) by @deanwinchesterswitch

I finally got to read this series and I AM HOOKED!!! So far, the relationship has built up with no real complications, and I'm so very ready to see how everything breaks apart! (Before Kym puts it all back together, of course!!) This has delicious smut, and I'm betting it will also have delicious angst and some twisty turns before it's done. I can't wait to see where it goes!!

Go Easy by @negans-lucille-tblr

Bee has been posting a Soldier Boy series that wasn't my thing for a while, so imagine my surprise when she posted this hot and steamy Sam one shot!! I have been missing Bee's storytelling, and this was the best way to get a fix!! Don't read this one in public!! [insert ALL the sweating gifs here!!]

Show Me What You're Hiding by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

This is a short drabble, but it's descriptive enough of all of Dean's, ahem, ASSETS, that it gets the job done quite thoroughly! Lordy, the images this gave me were definitely rated NC-17!!! *fans self furiously*

Like We Used To by @princessmisery666

Stacey did these little ficlets to get her creative juices flowing, and she knocked all of them out of the park! This one gave me Sam snuggles, which is always a favorite for me. *SWOON*

Present Wrapping Problems by @katymacsupernatural

Tumblr took over five YEARS to tell me about this tag, and I'm gonna die mad about it, I swear. IT'S SO FLUFFY!!!! It's a Christmas fic, and I know it's not Christmas now, but if you need some super-sweet Dean fluff, go read it, anyway!

Who's Lost Now? by @glygriffe

This is a crossover with Doctor Who, the first one I've read, iirc, and I might have to find more, now! Dean just accepting so many of the Doctor's idiosyncrasies is just tickling me. He's so good about accepting people when he likes them. And I can't wait to find out the truth about the Doctor's pocket watch! (DW fans will know what I mean!)

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Nominated by @katbratsupernaturalwhore

One Day, I'll Say Hello by @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone

That was adorable and heart wrenching and just so great 🙂 I loved it!

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Nominated by @princessmisery666

I Promised by @deanwinchesterswitch

This is so descriptive and angsty, I was holding my breath waiting for the end.

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE AWESOME WORK AND GREAT FEEDBACK!

These are not actual awards, as in, there is no competition! This system is set up so everyone has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author in the Pond that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

- FROM YOUR ADMINS AND MANTA RAYS, @MANAWHAAT, @MRSWHOZEEWHATSIS, @MARIEKOUKIE6661, @PRINCESSMISERY666, @THOUGHTSLIKEAMINEFIELD, AND @KATBRATSUPERNATURALWHORE!

[biffhofosho]

NO WAY!! I can't believe your bias is Hyungwon also. I feel like I never meet other monbebe who are in his lane :( Fun fact, I actually couldn't pick a bias for such a long time because of how much I love all of them. One day, however, I was showing my friend one of their music videos and they asked me who my bias was. I balked at first but ultimately I had to admit I always felt so validated, appreciated, and moved by what wonnie had to say.

His songs made me feel something, unlike other artists(not compared to the other members lol). He has such a way with words and as an avid reader, I fell in love with how he wrote. His personality played a huge role in my trip also haha. I feel so safe when I listen to him sing or read stories about him. His disposition was similar to mine, I am an INTJ, and his fearless nature helped me gain confidence in myself.

ALSO, I am in awe that Wonho was your semi-first bias of MX, considering he was the one who got me into them. I saw a TikTok of him dancing and I was immediately absorbed by his energetic yet smooth style. After that, I searched them up and fell in love lol.

Although Hyungwon holds my heart, I must say Kihyun bias wrecks me so hard all the time, which isn't helpful when MX are my ults.

Anyway, enough about me, who's your bias wrecker? I feel like you are possibly a Honey mbb lol. You give off such a comforting and kind energy, yet an intelligent and analytical one at the same time. Getting to know you has already been such fun, I can't wait to develop our friendship further! Speaking of which, how should I call you? I figured since you call me Santa lol you deserve a nickname also haha(I hope that didn't come off the wrong way!)

xox mbb Secret Santa

p.s. remember to drink lots of water and eat well!! much love :)

Sorry for taking a while to respond! Weekends are busy because I do many things with my husband and kiddo, and I wanted to give you a nice, long response for your very nice, long ask. <3

You can call me Dutch or Biff on here or any kind of silly pet name you want--I'm only picky about food haha. (My real name is reserved for DMs where MX can never find me embarrassing myself lol.)

Oh, it's so true, isn't it! Where is the Hyungwon praise, people?!? At least that means it's less we have to share of him haha. :D Stil, Hyungwon (and all seven boys) deserves all the love and best things in the world. I feel like he's really only become truly comfortable in his idoldom since Wonho left, as it was pretty easy to take introvert shelter in Wonho's tremendous wingspan heh heh.

Yes, Hyungwon is as unintentionally funny as he is intentionally funny. Since Inssaoppa, too, he's really been flexing his quick wit and wordplay, and I'm here for all of it. I love that he's been given more and more creative freedom, too. He's an INFP like me, and if we can't create, we wither and die.

Almost all of my all-time fave MX tracks are written by Wonnie, particularly "Mercy" (though I hadn't realized he'd written that song until long after it had been my favorite). I remember the first time I played the No Limit album in my headphones. I had intended to fall asleep listening, but the second "Mercy" hit, an entire universe opened behind my eyes. I cried into my sheets lol. That song rattled my bones. Needless to say, it's my favorite from their whole discography, and I started an entire novel around it. So, yeah, there's that.

I'm not sure if I have a clear bias wrecker since they've all wrecked each other for me for years lol. If I go by non-Hyungwon fics I've written, my favorites tend to be Kihyun's. If I go by the numbers of photos I've saved per member, Minhyuk's and Wonho's are a dead-heat in terms of how many photos I've saved. And aren't we all Honeybebes at heart? ;) I feel the same intense compulsion to put Jooheon's head in my lap and stroke his hair that every single member of MX does. *sighs* He must me adored and babied at all costs. :D

Oh man, I've got you fooled haha. But thank you for saying such nice things about me. If I give off a 1/16th of the warmth Jooheon does, that's the highest compliment I can think of (behind you saying I write like Hyungwon *continues to sob for all eternity*).

I feel like we were matched so well for Secret Santa omfg! Your energy is just my flavor, dear Santa. <3 Thank you for being so chatty with me. Is very, very lovely. :D Can't wait to chat more!

[kar1nsworldx]

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female!OC x Manchester City players (P.F.)

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-social media AU

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info; a story about Anya, Phils gf and the City boys 🫶🏻 (all platonic interactions exept with Phil, cause yk?hes my oc's bf in this lmao)

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requested; YES by @cosmixies - THANK YOU SM FOR THE REQUEST 🫶🤭 - also the requests are opened so send them my way cause i would love to write for you lot

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note; i hope you all will enjoy this, and please send me requests if you would like to! 🫶🧸 as well i used google translate soo.. (DUOLIGNO DONT COME @ ME)

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anya.47; 2day was fun 🫶 got a chance to hang out with bae as well

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useruo: cutie!

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sara_botello: we have to hang out again soon! ^a.torres: for sure! 🫶

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philfoden: ❤️‍🩹 <liked by a.torres

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a.torres

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a.torres; My album drops on the 10th July! Pre order it using the link in bio 🫶 YOURS will be yours soon!

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philfoden: so proud of you ^a.torres: gracias mi amor, te amo te amo 🫶🫶

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inesdegenertomaz: can't wait to hear this! ^a.torres: aaa muchas gracias

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ederson93: 😎🎶 <liked by a.torres

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jackgrealish: certified bangers are coming out 🔜 ^a.torres: aah muchas gracias mi hermano, te amo 🫶 ^liked by jackgrealish

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laporte: mi hermana pequeña está creciendo tan rápido 🩵 (my little sister is growing up so fast) ^a.torres: aaah me vas a hacer llorar ayme 🥹🥹 (aaah you're going to make me cry ayme)

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a.torres

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a.torres; VAMOOOOS CITYY 🫶 So proud of all the boys, especally you @philfoden - Iove all of you boys 🩵 VAMOOOS

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philfoden: thank you sunshine 🫶 ^a.torres: de nada cariño

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jackgrealish: WE DONE IT WERE THE CHAMPIONS OF ENGLAND 🩵🎶 <liked by a.torres

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nathanake: Citeeh 🩵

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a.torres: treble loading... 1/3 - 2 to go 🩵

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laporte: VAMOS <liked by a.torres

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news.com

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news.com; Famous England footballer Jack Grealish and Spanish model/music artist Anya Torres spotted infront of Club XoX looking quite cosey.

Nothing has been posted about Phil and Anya in quite some time. Is there maybe something going on? 👀

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a.torres: no ya fucking dumbass shitty pricks. nothing romantic is going on with me and jack. we were literally waiting for phil to finish taking his piss, but we didnt want to stay inside of the club. phil knew this. not even five minutes later since we stepped outside phil came out. can i not just talk to phils friends and teammates in peace and hang out with them? i do consider most of them as older brothers. jesus the fucking media is so fucking annyoing i actually hate it

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philfoden: the fucking media

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jackgrealish: nah this is absolute bullshit

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a.torres

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a.torres; got him some flowers, on my way to deliver them real fast 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

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rubendias: adorable

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kevindebruyne: pretty flowers!

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johnstonesofficial: to cute. @rubendias @jackgrealish take notes 📝

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philfoden; she got me flowers 💐

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a.torres: cualquier cosa por ti cariño

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jackgrealish: thats lovley (and just like you said stonsey) @rubendias @johnstonesofficial take notes 📝

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useruxo: adorableee 🥹🥹🥹

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kylewalker2: ah young love ^philfoden: so your saying your old 🤨 ^kylewalker2: what, of course not! ^laporte: JAHAHAHAA

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phil foden social media au 😰🙏

COMING RIGHT UP 🗣️ (thank you so much for the request 🥹)

also i'll make it an x oc fic just so you know! if youd like anything specific to be writen just tell me so ill know 🤭

[assassins-and-hidden-blades]

Hey! How are you :)) I am here to request some headcanons, some very cute ones, fluffy ones hehe, can I please have jacob Frye x weak short female reader, I'm sooo weak! And short so I struggle doing a lot of stuff :| it sucks.

Thanks you ❤️ I also want to say, appreciate your work as I know it isn't easy and I love your writing xox

12/09/2022: Sorry this took me so long! I've only just been able to figure out worthwhile scenarios for this! I hope you're still around! Thank you so much for your kind words! They really mean a lot to me :)

Warnings: No beta we die like lampposts on London road when Jacob's driving

Jacob Frye with a Weak, Short, F!Reader may include...

He teases you for it.

Mercilessly.

In the train, you being weak and short isn't much of a problem.

He would usually watch you struggle with a smirk on his face.

Can't reach the Assassination board? He'll wait to see what genius solution you can come up with.

Having trouble shifting cargo? Brace yourself for teasing jokes.

"You're about as strong as a dead twig."

"You're about as tolerable as a bull in a china shop."

When he's had his fill of mischief for the day, you can tell his demeanour shifts to one that he shows you the most. The goofy, caring gang leader who'll act as your personal muscles and ladder.

He'd come up behind you while you were reaching for a shelf, hand grabbing the exact thing you needed before putting it in your hands -- if you closed your eyes and ignored his scent you'd think you had telekinesis.

If you lost something under the sofa that's too far to reach, Jacob would plant his feet in front of it and heave it up high enough for you to crawl under and grab it.

"Christ, you're strong."

"Don't they say opposites attract?"

On missions, he'd have to deal with any issues seriously, less the plan goes seriously wrong.

One example comes to mind where he ran up a wall during an escape, leaving you to stare up at him.

"Don't just stand there!" He yelled.

"You idiot! I can't reach!"

"Oh, for..." Jumping down again, he braced himself against the bricks, locking his fingers together.

One look at his smirking lips made you roll your eyes.

"You did this on purpose," you said.

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not!" He covered his laugh with a cough. "Ready?"

He launched you up, where your fingers grasped the edge of the wall.

Straining, you managed to get one arm over the edge before a gun went off.

In the next second, Jacob had climbed the wall and settled behind you, enclosing his body around your own.

"Can you not plan your escape routes better next time?" you asked as he drew his pistol to shoot back.

"Don't you enjoy the thrill of the chase?"

He moved to the side and pulled himself over before outstretching his hand to you.

You took it, glaring at him.

"Yeah, when we're winning."

"That would be too easy."

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[bxcketbarnes]

Congratulations! 11k is AMAZING! Can I request summer camp au with Peter… or Link? 😊

I fucking love this fic oh my god. Thank you so much for requesting! Much love xox

Summer Camp

"You realize I'm too old to go to summer camp, right?" Link asks his parents with a glare, tossing the piece of paper towards them.

His mother releases a sigh and crosses her arms, looking to her husband for help. "Son, you're not going there as a camper. Are you that stupid?" His father asks him, not putting up with his bullshit.

Link scoffs and he shakes his head. "Rich coming from you," he snaps at him.

"Do you hear yourself right now?" His mother asks him, hearing her voice crack. "You're going to this camp to learn responsibility. Link, baby, this'll be good for you."

"Good for me. Ha, yeah. You're sending me to the middle of nowhere to look after some brats that I don't know," he mentions while furrowing his eyebrows.

His mother and father glance at one another before she walks away. Link rolls his eyes at her behavior and he crosses his arms over his chest. 

"Why are you like this? Where did we go wrong with you?" His father asks him. Link doesn't answer him and the father releases a deep sigh. "Be ready by seven am. You'll be gone for two months."

He follows his wife upstairs, leaving the dirty blonde by himself in the living room. Link runs his hands over his face before pushing himself off the couch.

"Stupid fucking summer camp," he mumbles to himself while heading to his bedroom. "Yes, because sending me to a place I don't want to go is going to make me better. Fucking stupid."

Link plops himself on his bed, resting his hands underneath his head while looking up at the ceiling. God, this summer's gonna suck.

You zip up your suitcase and place it by your bedroom door, having it ready for tomorrow morning. This year will be your third year counseling at Crescent Lake Summer Camp and you're pretty excited.

One of the head counselors called you earlier in the day to inform you that a new counselor will be joining this year's team.

You couldn't wait to see everyone again. You also wonder who the new person is going to be. Whether it's a guy or a girl. If they're attractive, nice. You release a deep breath and shake your head.

"No relationships, remember," you mumble to yourself. Your mother yells your name as you exit your room and you quickly make your way downstairs.

Your father sits at the kitchen table as your mother places the various pots and pans in the middle of the surface.

"Smells great, ma," you mention while sitting in your seat.

"Thank you, honey. At least someone appreciates my cooking," she jokes and glances toward her husband. "Are you all packed and ready?"

You nod your head in response as your father tosses the newspaper onto the counter. "Are you excited?" He asks you while scooping some mashed potatoes onto his plate.

"Yeah, I can't wait to see everyone again," you exclaim with a smile, waiting for your parents to get food first. "Kathleen called me earlier and said there's going to be a new counselor."

"That's good. You guys were short-staffed last year, weren't you?" Your mother asks before placing a fork full of potatoes into her mouth.

You plate your dinner and nod your head. "It was horrible last year. Derek and Giana ended up skipping out, leaving us shorthanded," you clarify with an eye roll. "So, I'm hoping this year they'll be there and the new person. We'll be decently staffed this year."

"Well, that's good, honey. I can't wait to hear all about it when you get back."

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You drive under the Crescent Lake Summer Camp sign, seeing the main cabin in the distance. A smile graces your lips as you pull into a parking spot. You turn the vehicle off before getting out of the car.

The heat smacks you in the face and you can't wait to take a dip in the lake. A car pulls in behind you and you glance over your shoulder to see a dirty blonde guy. He must be the new counselor. You think to yourself as you grab your suitcase.

You make your way towards the group of counselors when you notice the blonde hasn't left his car yet. "Y/N!" A familiar voice calls out to you and you whip your head around to see Leia running toward you.

She crashes into you, almost taking you out as chuckles leave both of your lips. "I missed you too, Leia," you laugh while hugging her.

"I'm so glad you're here. Derek and Gina ended up getting together and I feel like a third wheel," she groans while pulling away.

"God, did they really?" You scrunch your nose as the two of you walk towards the others.

Leia links her arm with yours before stopping you from continuing further. "There's also something I need to tell you," she says grimly, causing your eyebrows to furrow. "Jack's back this year."

Your heart drops into your stomach and you swallow thickly. "W-What? They let him come back?" You ask quietly, and Leia nods her head in reply. "Great."

"I'm sorry. Kathleen should've told you," she frowns.

"It was two years ago. I'm over it," you lie to her and yourself, shrugging your shoulders.

Link sits in his car, wishing he could just turn around and leave. The threat his father gave him before he left the house replays in his head. He looks out his driver's side window, seeing you hugging another woman.

Well, the girls are hot. He thinks to himself as his brown eyes roam down your body. He releases a deep sigh before turning his vehicle off. He steps out of the vehicle and grabs his bag from the backseat, sliding the strap onto his shoulder.

He joins the rest of the camp counselors and an older blonde woman smiles at him. "You must be Link, right?" She asks while stepping toward him.

"Yeah," he replies bluntly and shakes her hand a couple of times.

"Nice to meet you, Link. I'm so glad you could join us this year," she says with a grin. "I'm Kathleen, one of the head counselors here at Crescent Lake. Guys, you wanna introduce yourselves?"

Derek gives his usual two-finger wave. "Hey, I'm Derek. It's nice to finally have guy counselors here again," he introduces himself before draping an arm around the girl next to him.

"I'm Gina," the brunette next to Derek introduces herself.

Link's eyes move to the next person. "I'm Jack. Nice to meet you, bro," the black-haired man says and holds his hand out for Link to shake.

"Don't call me bro," Link states while ignoring the handshake, moving his gaze to the girl you were hugging earlier.

You're shocked at how Link spoke to Jack and you have to hold back a laugh. "I'm Leia," your friend introduces herself to the dirty blonde.

His eyes finally land on you and your breath hitches in your throat. Holy shit he's beautiful. You think to yourself before realizing you haven't spoken yet. "S-Sorry, hi, I'm Y/N," you smile softly at him.

A smirk comes to his lips and he lifts his hand to wave. "Hey," he mutters before diverting his gaze back to Kathleen. "So, how does this work exactly?"

"Well, tonight won't be too difficult. It's more of a chill kind of day before the kids come in the morning," Kathleen begins to explain while motioning for you all to follow her.

You cross your arms across your chest and follow the rest of the group. Leia glances back at you and makes sure you're doing okay before looking forward.

Jack slows down to walk beside you and you wish you could disappear. You didn't want anything to do with him after what happened two summers ago.

"You look great," he compliments you before nudging your arm. You take a step away from him, not saying anything. "Oh come on. Talk to me."

You let out a scoff, shaking your head. "Leave me alone, Jack," you mutter and walk away from him.

Link glances down at the feeling of something brushing his arm, seeing you walking beside him. His gaze moves from you to the man walking behind him, noticing the scowl on his features.

"You two have a history?" He asks you quietly, and you lift your head.

You hum at first while rubbing your arms, taking a quick glance over your shoulder. "Uh, yeah," you mumble before clearing your throat. "It's not something I like to talk about."

The dirty blonde raises his hands with a small smile on his lips. "Then I won't ask any more questions," Link tries to cheer you up. A smile comes to your lips as you tear your gaze away from him. "Although, if it makes you feel better. He totally hates the idea of me standing next to you."

"No way," you whisper and look back up at him. Link nods his head, motioning his head towards the brooding man behind you. You discreetly look back at Jack, noticing the angry look in his eyes. "He's ridiculous. He doesn't even deserve to be back here."

"How come they let him back?" Link questions with narrowed eyes, his gaze settling on Kathleen.

You shrug your shoulders. "I don't know. All I know is that I intend to stay far away from him as possible," you mention.

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Night falls at Crescent Lake Summer Camp and most of the cabin lights were out, indicating that whoever's staying in there is in bed or already asleep.

You tie the straps of your bikini top, securing it around your neck before grabbing the towel from your suitcase. You quietly make your way out of your small cabin and you slowly close the wooden door behind you.

You pull your phone out of your pocket and turn the flashlight on. You make your way towards the lake and notice a text from your mother. You read the text over and chuckle at the message, deciding to text her back in the morning. That is if you remember.

The full moon shines against the water, and the splashing of the small waves fills your ears. A smile graces your lips and you slip your shoes off before stepping onto the sand.

"Peaceful," you sigh while walking closer to the water.

You're thankful that the water isn't cold as it splashes over both of your feet. You unbutton your shorts before tugging them down your legs. You place the towel far away enough so it doesn't get wet and you toss your shorts onto it.

You walk further into the lake, the water stopping at your waist. Just as you're about to dive in, you hear a twig breaking behind you. You jump and twist your body around, looking for another person or an animal.

"H-Hello?" You call out into the darkness, pressing your forearms against your chest. You swallow thickly as another twig snaps. "Leia?"

You start to grow paranoid as you walk closer to the shore, checking the space in front of you over and over.

"Jack? Link?" You call out a couple of more names, even though you hope it's not Jack.

"Y/N?" Link's voice emerges from the darkness and you let out a breath of relief.

You place a hand over your heart as the dirty blonde steps out from the treeline. You run your fingers through your hair before tucking some hair behind your ear. "Link," you repeat his name as he now stands in front of you. "What are you doing out here?"

"I could ask you the same thing," he laughs while shoving his hands in his pockets. "I couldn't sleep."

You hum and nod your head, having a similar situation. "Yeah, I couldn't either. I normally can't. I get too excited," you giggle. "Plus, I usually go night swimming on the first and last night every summer."

"Is that safe?" Link asks you with a raised brow.

"Most of the time, yes. There aren't any houses in the vicinity. I normally just have to look out for wild animals," you explain while making your way back into the water. "Do you want to join me?"

Link doesn't say anything as he starts to pull his shirt over his head. "Don't gotta ask me twice," he smirks while he unfastens his jeans.

You make it out to the deeper part of the lake, the water stopping at your chest as you watch him walk closer to you. "The water's nice, isn't it?" You ask as Link stands about a foot away from you.

"It is. Much warmer than I expected, actually," he mentions while gliding his hands through the water. "So, you called out Jack's name before mine. Were you expecting him?"

"No, no. I just- I didn't know if he'd continue to try to talk to me," you shrug your shoulders.

Link hums and takes a couple of steps closer to you. "Y/N, I'm not going to lie to you," he starts and you furrow your brows. "I saw Jack making his way out here during my walk."

Your blood runs cold and your breath hitches in your throat. "God, i-if I knew he was going to be here. I wouldn't have come," you sigh and look up at the sky.

Stars litter the night sky and the moon shines brightly. You can feel tears pool in your eyes as memories of two years ago start to resurface.

"Hey," he softly mumbles, feeling bad for you, as he grabs hold of your chin. Your eyes meet his and Link's thumb strokes your cheek. "I'll help you keep him away."

"You will?" You whisper with wide eyes, not expecting him to help you.

He smiles at you and he nods his head. "Of course. You seem really sweet and, even though I don't know what you went through with this guy, you don't deserve it."

Your eyes roam his beautiful face and you have the desire to kiss him. You swallow the lump in your throat as the space between you and him starts to dissipate.

Butterflies swarm your stomach when Link's nose brushes against yours. His hands move to your waist, fingertips digging into your skin as he pulls you closer.

"L-Link," you stutter out and you press your hands against his chest. "I can't…"

You put some space between the two of you and cross your arms over your chest. "Sorry," he mumbles.

You shake your head and release a deep sigh. "It's not you. You're- you're really cute and I would love to kiss you, but I promised myself I wouldn't get a boyfriend here again," you vaguely explain to him.

The dirty blonde connects the dots and his shoulders slump a smidge. "Jack?"

"Yeah. Two summers ago we got close and he ended up asking me out a few weeks before camp ended," you sigh. "And then a couple of nights before we left… he- I overheard him talking with a couple of ex-counselors. Apparently, asking me out was part of a bet."

"Wow, what is he twelve years old?" Link asks while rolling his eyes. "That's fucking childish."

"It is childish, but I truly liked him. So, I made a vow to myself that I wouldn't get a boyfriend here."

-

Jack helps the kids off of the bus as Link glares at him from the porch of the main cabin. Sure, he can be an asshole to women sometimes but making bets on women is something he's never thought about doing.

"Y/N!" One of the kids yells to you as soon as you step out of the building. Link's gaze moves from Jack to the little girl who's running in his direction.

You release a gasp and crouch. "Hi, honey!" You greet with a big smile as the little brunette crashes into your arms. "How was your school year?"

"It was good! I made a ton of friends," she boasts to you with a significant smile. Cute. Link thinks to himself as his eyes move to you.

You're fixing her pigtails when you feel a pair of eyes on you. You glance to your left to see Link standing at the end of the porch, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Bella, do you wanna meet our new counselor?" You ask her and she nods her head. You stand up and she grabs a hold of your hand. The two of you walk towards the dirty blonde and you notice his eyes widen slightly. "Honey, this is Link."

"That's your name?" She asks and Link nods his head, plastering a fake smile on his lips. "I think that's such a cool name."

You chuckle and rest your hand on top of her head. "It is a cool name, isn't it?" You agree with her.

"Thank you," he chuckles and runs a hand through his hair.

"How about you go join the rest of the kids, okay?" You smile down at her.

Bella nods her head before she runs off, grouping back up with the rest of the summer campers. You release a deep breath and you turn towards Link.

"She's cute," he says. "I'm not really a big fan of kids, but she's cool."

You giggle before tilting your head. "You don't like kids, but you signed up to be a counselor at a kid's summer camp?" You ask him with a confused look.

Link sighs and leans against the railing in front of him. "I didn't sign up. My parents made me come," he tells the truth, his eyes looking out at the large group. "They decided that I needed to learn responsibility and forced me to come here."

A frown comes to your lips at Link's story. "Oh, that's horrible. I'm sorry about that," you apologize to him and rest one of your hands on his arm. "Just- don't take your anger out on these kids. Some of them can be assholes, but the majority of them are sweethearts."

"I won't," he promises you. Silence fills the space between the two of you for a few moments before he speaks up. "There's one thing that's definitely made this whole punishment better."

"Yeah? That's great, Link. What is it?" You ask him with a smile, your fingers gliding down his arm.

"You."

Your lips part in surprise at his answer and your cheeks blush. "O-Oh, me?" You stutter out and smile.

He chuckles and he nods his head. "Yeah, you," Link confirms and brings one of his hands to your face, stroking your cheek.

"You're gonna be the death of me this summer," you chuckle while leaning into his touch.

-

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[thehoundwrites]

Grey

By Hound (18+ only)

CW: bars, dancing, shimmer, smoke, break up, angst, police violence mention, drinking, classism

Word Count: 1020

Notes: The next part is called "Blue" Mentioned here (Series is called "the colors of love") I LOVE FORGETTING TO TAG LMAO

Tagging: @nora-xox @colourfulkidglitter @midnightsk13s @petitepersephone @trashbod @biphrogg @thebleccbird

There was something in the way she looked at you, her dark grey eyes dulled from their hardened demeanor. She'd watch you laugh with your friends all gathered around the booth entranced by your smile. Throwing quick glances here and there because if any of those idiots knew about your secret relationship with Silcos one and only Sevika. The right hand man. Or whatever. Both of your loyalties would be questioned or even tested.

It was hard to keep her a secret, your friends were her friends. Coworkers, drinking, buddies, rivals. And as much as you adored her most people avoided her. Talked about her very out of ear shot. Too afraid to be heard. You'd never thought the two of you could make it under such stressful situations. After the bridge, Vander, The kids, Powder turned Jinx. You'd think the two of you could be more open. But no. Love makes you vulnerable. Made you weak.

You couldn't help but to apologetically shrug at her as your teammates walked inside with you. The two of you were supposed to discreetly leave and go on your "after near death comfort night mission" (the name was still in the works) but instead they dragged you to dance with them then drink with them. You saw Sevika hands fly to the table to haul herself up from her game and head upstairs, and you followed with the lame excuse "I have to pee, if I'm not back don't call the enforcers please" luckily they hadn't noticed her brooding figure or they'd start to question.

They knew you were lying, but they wouldn't even if the enforcers ever helped Zaunites. But by now they knew where you were from. Your family was originally from Piltover where you lived as a kid. Only to move on to Zaun in your teenage years finding out the hard way what your people did to theirs.

Sevika was already upstairs, and you were clearly getting excited to see her, a dumb little smile playing on your lips. However Sevikas legs were longer so it took a minute for you to catch up, plus a few tedious moments spent with Chuck to tell him he was doing fine.

When you made it upstairs you already knew which door it was the same as every other visit. And you knocked softly and pushed. The old door creaked open revealing your partner's bare back leaning against the wooden frame of the other for right inside. The light was dim, a buzz of electricity from the blue led light beside her bed, usually it was red, but tonight felt calm, smoke blew from the silhouette of your lover.

A thick cloud of pungent smoke as she let out a "I was starting to worry if you got hurt sugar" she didn't turn to face you. So your eyes wandered to her back. Her normal blue scars that covered her face were fading back to the usual color. The fluorescent pink of shimmer that coursed through her veins slowly disappeared before your eyes.

"I can't get hurt when the scary lady herself is waiting up here just for me."

She'd never shown you just how bad they were, not by choice. You'd taken care of her while she was unconscious but she distanced herself since then. You took in the view getting traces of less magical scars covering her shoulder blades and ribs as you approached behind her wrapping your arms around her waist and pushing your face inbetween her shoulder blades.

The silence was comfortable until it wasn't.

So you cleared your throat, and let go walking past her a bit, grey hair peaked from the roots of her hair, whether she was extra stressed or just getting old or both was yet to be determined. You turned around to peek at her face. You noticed a lazily wrapped blunt pressed between her two lips black lipstick smeared a bit across her chin. And a fresh scar on her abs, a large piece of gauze duct taped to the skin.

"Sev" you whimpered so quietly, yet it felt like you dragged a fork across a plate to her.

"I don't want your pity"

"Great cuz I don't pity you." You replied rather bluntly, Sevika raised her eyebrow at you.

"Then what was that?" It was a genuine question but the way she said it was harsh and you got defensive.

"What, I can't be upset you're getting seriously injured?"

"Since when do topsiders care about us? About me?"

"Please sev? Tell me what's going on. You don't have to shut me out"

"No." She cut you off. Something was wrong. "You need to leave and never come back."

"get out"

"WHY ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF LETTING ME IN, even after all we've been through"

"Sev."

"Before I make you."

You stared at her in disbelief, eyes transfixed in hers that couldn't look at you. You got up to move past her tense frame, tears struggling to escape, the explosion rung clear in your mind but you knew this was different. Something was weird.

You couldn't help but to whisper what you normally did whenever the two of you departed.

A weak "I love you" fumbled from your lips a hot teae staining your cheek, grunge from the under-city washing away with the pain.

Only this time was your last, the last time this said those three impactful words.

You couldn't help but to have your long and complicated relationship flash before your eyes as your arm skimmed hers when you walked by. But you could've swore she said she loved you back. But now you'll never know. She's just a distant memory, a happy one. With a bittersweet end. If she said I love you that would've been her first time that's why it hurt. She was always too late. You'd stay awake hoping she wasn't dead. Waking up to hold her hand only to remember it's just another lonely night.

[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

Oh wow you are so nice! Thank you, though I apologize for the like dozen of requests I’m about to send lol. Is it alright to request headcanons with the mob!turtles cause they’re cool and they fall in love and try to court April’s brother, the male reader? I like to think that both he and April would be the top agents cause yes. Anyways, thank you very much!

I am so so sorry for how long this has taken me. My mental health is a bitch and has made it hard to write. Thank you so muhc for being patient with my bpd ass, love xox

and of course! I love writing about the mob! turtles Just a reminder tho that the mob! boys are pretty bad people so this might not be as cute as you want it to be

Mob! Leo

Ok, so he's more or less head of the business

(the others would like to disagree though)

so he gets whoever he wants

however there's one man he's had his sights on for a while but it's.... Complicated

you see, you're April's brother

April, the activist who helped Splinter escape from the underground, abusive freak show he and his 4 mutant sons were stuck in

yeah, that one

but Leo is a gentleman first and believes in honour

so he talks to April

"look, I'm not gonna front. I like your brother. Would it make things weird?"

she tells him it absolutely would not and to go for it

Leo is also pretty smooth

so he doesn't directly ask you out

he'll invite you over and make you a few drinks

his hand rests on your thigh a little too long

lingering gazes

brushing the hair out of your face

until one day he can't take it any more

you're leaning against the kitchen counter while he makes some tea and he just goes for it

leans in, one hand on your cheek, and kisses you deep

"you have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that, y/n"

of course you're a blushing mess

he puts his hands inside the waistband to your trousers and pulls you closer to him to kiss you again

trailing a finger over your jawline until he rests his hand around your throat

it's smooth sailing from there on out

no more nervousness, everything is out in the open

Mob! Raph

So Raph is a little more...Complicated

there's no way he's asking for permission on who he can fuck

so he invites you out a lot, usually to work out in some capacity

or watch sports, even if you're no into that

or to get drunk

he stares at your lips like a lot

pulls you in for one arm hugs and puts his hand on the back of your head, ruffling your hair a little

he's also pretty intense

he'll text you a lot, asking about your day, if you need anything, if anyone's bothering you

that kinda thing

but you're shy and you don't wanna assume he's into you

so you play it cool

until he can't take it anymore

he blows up at you one day when you show up late

just yelling about "Am I a joke to you? What even is this? You show up an hour late and expect me to be cool?"

he also gets a little violent because he's hurt and kinda drunk

that mix is never good for him

shoves you against a wall, grabs your hair and just starts kissing your neck

he realises that's not exactly the move though and pulls away, expecting you to be repulsed by him

but instead you look him dead in the eyes, step towards him and kiss him back

he's shocked but into it

things get a little x-rated from there on out

Mob! Mikey

Ahh yes, the crazy one

so Mikey is actually pretty shy when he's into someone

doesn't even think to ask April how she's feel about him getting together with her brother

he barely talks to you

if you're at the house he just kind of sits there and drinks while stealing looks at you

he thinks you don't notice but you do

honestly you kind of thought he wanted to kill you with the way he was acting

but then, one day, you get a call from him out of no where

he asks you to come over, he's got something for you

"So, I heard you talking about that museum and, well, I rented it out for us"

you're beyond shocked

a man who has hardly spoken to you before is now inviting you to a private museum tour with him that you've always wanted to go on

it continues like this for a bit, he invites you over and has something for you

until you feel guilty enough to just ask

"Why are you doing all of this?"

he just looks at you

"Because. Because I want you. "

it's plain, it's simple, it's to the point

it's very him

you agree on a date, an actual date, but only if you get to pay because the money he's spent on you makes you feel a little guilty

Mob! Donnie

Yes, the resident sociopath of the group

oh he's already hacked into everything you've got

knows you inside and out

if you come over, he's juts standing there making unbreaking eye contact with you until you're uncomfortable and look away

it makes him feel powerful

won't so much ask April if he can date you as tells her he's going to ask you out

he does like her after all but he's never been one to need permission

you're at work one day, you're boss comes in and tells you to leave with "some guy" who just showed up for you but assures you that you'll still get your day's full wages

"some guy?"

of course it's Donnie

he's booked you a wine tasting day

he doesn't talk too much, mostly asks questions and drinks but encourages you to drink more

on the ride home, there's a chauffeur, you're very drunk

leaning on him for balance, feeling a little sick, everything is spinning

Donnie's kind of a creep and enjoys power so naturally this is when he makes his move

he leans in a kisses you

you like him, so you let it happen but you know it's wrong

you know he's taking advantage and you know he had this planned

but his lips are so soft and his hand is on your shirt to pull you almost on top of him and it's such a turn on

you stay at his that night (no funny business, he just lets you sleep) and makes you breakfast the next morning

you're his from that moment on

[steelycunt]

hey!! idk if you have answers this before, but when do you think remus’ and sirius’ realization of their feelings for each other happened? (like, in a magical universe). And do you think they would have dated (or tried to, anyway) other people or would they have been like “It’s always been you and it will always be you, but I will continue to be an idiot for a bit longer for x, y, and z”?

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hii!! oo fun question. i saw jude recently give a really good answer to a similar question to this that i definitely agree with here !! (hope u dont mind me linking ur post jude but i just loved ur take on this!!). i also know i sound like a broken record here but i love the moment of sirius' realization in gamesformay's atyd ..that fic is so so special n correct to me so i have to mention it xox under the cut for my rambling !!

i definitely think sirius always knew that he felt differently abt remus than he did the other two, even if he couldnt immediately label those feelings on the train at the ripe old age of 11. i feel like very soon after he sort of sussed out that he was gay, he began to identify what those diff feelings meant, which i'd say wouldve been around 13-15? so at the later end conceivably around one of their first full moons!! but i can also imagine him younger than that just sitting in the hospital wing waiting for remus to wake up after a moon alone n then he does and he looks at sirius and sirius just thinks shit, or something really brief and muted, like being 14 and in class and smiling at each other from opposite ends of the room over some inside joke, and it makes sirius feel hot and jittery and off-kilter except this time he sort of gets why. i remember having this like abandoned drabble id written abt everyone laying about out on the grounds after summer exams together, and remus is sort of half asleep and that's when sirius glances over at him and really realizes, and i definitely picture it as some sort of quiet, young, fragile, slightly mundane moment like that <3

remus id say was a bit older!! but by the time/once the prank happens he's definitely aware that he's in love with sirius and probably always has been. he might've dated other people when he was younger but we're talking like...very modest 13-year-old style 'relationships'--i really dont think either of them would've dated seriously. by fifth year at the latest neither of them are going to date other people, even if they're not with each other yet. the thing with remus is i feel like sirius very much believes that remus isnt drawn in by the cockiness and the charm and the looks the way other people are. but he like...very much absolutely is, lol, although he's also completely deeply in love with the softer, more vulnerable/tender side of sirius that other people don't get to see. he's a dumb teenager and its terrible n predictable but he can't really help being swept away by his pretty, turbulent, incendiary best friend. i can imagine them pulling a prank off in, say, third year and sirius wrenching him into a broom cupboard to hide and big red lurid sirens going off in remus' head like fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. but i also really like what jude said abt him maybe having an idea of how he felt, but finally really placing it after the prank, because he's confronted with this terrible thing sirius has done to him and the most resounding feeling is: but i love him doesn't it matter that i love him. doesn't that count for anything doesn't he realize wasn't that enough to stop him from doing something like this to me? but it obviously wasn't. and remus loves him anyway.

[namparktae]

Kim Namjoon

𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲ᵏⁿʲ

You arrived at your bestfriend Namjoon's house. It was his mother's birthday and you had come over for dinner as she had invited you to spend the night with them. You're very close with Joons family as his mother considered you as her second daughter.

Namjoons mother opened the door as she invited you in.

"Y/n my darling, come inside!"

"Hi mrs Kim. Here, these are for you. Happy birthday."

Walking inside the large porch, she led you into the dining room where you handed her a large bunch of her favourite flowers with a box of chocolates tied to them.

"Oh Y/n, these are beautiful, angel. Thank you. And I've told you darling, call me Hae."

She kissed you on your forehead as you took a seat at the large dinner table. Kim Hae was a very successful business woman, her success flew high after Namjoons father left when he was young, so his mother transformed his life for him and his sister.

"Ew you're here." Namjoon playfully said as he seated himself down next to you.

"Nice to see you too Joon." You replied, turning your head to look at him as you rolled your eyes.

"Hey, Namjoon be nice. You two can go upstairs I've got a business meeting to attend before dinner. Geong Min is out with her friends so she won't be back until later." Hae said, grabbing her keys and leaving the kitchen. The front door slammed closed and you was left alone with Joon.

Entering his room you jumped and sat back on his bed, he seated himself in his desk chair and put his headphones on and resumed his game. Becoming bored, you flopped down to lay on his bed as you let out a loud huff of exhaustion as you were starting to look around his room. You peered at the photo frame you bought him for his birthday just gone. His 23rd. It was a photo of you and him together as children, playing on the climbing frame your mother used to bring you both to.

"Y/n you okay?"

"Yeah I'm okay just bored Joon, can we watch a movie?" You asked.

"Lemme just finish up with Kook playing this game and I'll be right with you." He said and turned back to his video game.

You pulled your phone from your pocket and started scrolling through social media, when suddenly you looked up to see a frustrated Namjoon sitting in front of you.

"What's happened?" You asked as you could still tell he was listening to jungkook in his headphones, not paying attention to you at all.

Jungkook shouted loud through the headphones so you could hear him. 'Y/n, Noona, let me take you on a date. Please Noona. Namjoon-hyung won't give me your number.'

Noona? Where did that come from?

Jungkook was 19, although you are a year older than him, he'd never called you that before. You could tell he was teasing Namjoon, and it was definitely working by the look on his face. He switched his console off and threw his headphones onto his desk

"What's gotten into you?" You asked again, hoping to get a reply this time. "I don't like him asking about you, all he does is ask me about you and it's annoying." He answered.

"He asks about me? Why?"

"Because he clearly wants to date you y/n, I can't allow it."

He edged closer to you, running his hand along your thigh as he looked deep into your eyes.

"...And I don't like him calling you Noona."

You don't know why his words affected you so much but Namjoon got closer and closer until you wrapped your arms around his neck to close the space you both as you attached your lips onto his, inviting him into a heated make out session.

His tongue dipped in and out of your mouth as you both fought for dominance between the two of you, he obviously won as he grabbed your hips, pulling you onto his lap while you wrapped your legs around his waist. Joons hand travelled up and down your spine, letting his fingers run against your warm skin as he lifted your shirt, exposing your top half completely. The lust in his eyes completely took over asif he was compelled as they turned a darker shade of brown and a smirk crawled across his lips.

Your hips moved against his bulging member, pressing your heat against him to create friction as you felt yourself becoming wetter for him. Without breaking the kiss he unhooked your bra and pulled your arms out of the straps. He pulled away and took your hardened nipple between his lips as you let out a loud moan for him as he continued to suck on your boob, your hand traveled to his clothed length and palmed him gently. Namjoon let out a breathy groan into your mouth as you pulled your hand away and returned to grinding on him, pleasing your clit as the movement was too enjoyable.

His large hands grasped your hips with more force this time, helping you rock against his hard on. Your climax was approaching as you felt the warmth in your stomach begin to fade and unravel. Joon let you reach your high as his hands forced your hips to push harder and grind faster on him as he latched his mouth onto your neck, leaving red patches as he sucked hard on your sweet spot, earning another loud moan from you.

"Come baby, let daddy please you. Be a good girl."

Namjoon began undressing himself with your help as you got rid of your jeans and underwear for him, he kissed your chest as he laid you down on his bed, then positioned himself between your legs as he kissed your stomach to the top of your pussy. Joon dipped his tongue into your fold to tease you slightly, yet he inserted a finger into your dripping hole to spread your juices up onto your clit. He didn't hesitate to press his fingers against your sensitive nub as he began to rub circles around it.

"N-Namjoon... Mhmmm, just like that."

"Uh huh. That's not my name baby, what's my name?"

"Mmm daddy."

"Good baby girl, such a good girl for me."

His praises sent you over the edge while his tongue entered you, flicking against your sensitive clit as he let two of his fingers curl inside of you, hitting your spot perfectly. He sucked harshly on your heat as you felt close to your second orgasm. Pulling his fingers from you aswell as his face, you instantly whined from loss of pleasure.

"Has anyone eaten you like that y/n baby?"

Shaking your head vigorously, you squeezed your eyes closed. You was on the verge of tears from the pleasure feeling so good, you really wasn't ready for him to stop so suddenly.

"Don't be sad baby, come here and help daddy for a second and I'll make it up to you y/n."

Sitting up, you kissed his lips again, tasting yourself on his lips. He let one finger slip across your folds, gathering your wetness onto it as he brought his hand up to your mouth to let you suck on his index finger.

"Such a turn on, y/n. Who knew you was a naughty little kitten hm?"

You felt your cheeks flush pink as his words made you blush profoundly. "On your knees for daddy, baby." He moaned as you obeyed him. You grabbed ahold of his member and instantly kitty licked the tip before taking him whole, his mouth gaped open while your head bobbed up and down on his thick, hard shaft. The rest of his cock that you wasn't able to fit inside your mouth you began to jerk off, earning a deep groan from his lips.

"Keep going beautiful, you take me so well y/n... mmmh." He moaned your name loud and clear. You maintained eye contact with him as his brows furrowed on his forehead with his bottom lip in between his teeth.

His shaft twitched repeatedly as his thick cum spurted from his hard cock into your mouth. You left your mouth wide open for him to cum in, lapping it all up onto your tongue as you swallowed every drop.

"Fuck y/n, that was amazing. Jungkook wouldn't ever treat you like I do. You're mine you hear me?"

"Yes Joon, that's all I want. I need you. Fuck me Joonie, please."

Loving your neediness, he sat on his bed and pulled you to be seated on his lap again, this time you hovered over his hard cock as he aligned himself with your dripping core, pulling you down to ride him. You immediately grind on him, letting his cock hit your spot this time instead of his fingers. Your boobs bounced up while his shaft slid in and out of your folds, he took your left boob into his mouth and sucked harsh again, leaving a purple hickey on your skin.

Feeling your high coming up soon, your rhythm slowed down to let the knot in your stomach undo, but Namjoon had other plans. His thick cock thrust into your pussy as he held you still by your waist, the sound of skin slapping must have been heard a mile off, not to mention the lewd noises coming from both of your mouths as you begged for eachother.

"I'm so close daddy... keep going hard."

Moments after those words escaped from your mouth, his hot cum spilled up into your cunt as your juice spilled out onto his lower torso and thighs.

The tip of his cock pushed from your hole to your clit to spread his cum and lubricate your folds as he rubbed on your nub, making you squirt and creating a big mess of the both of you.

The two of you were a panting mess as you lie next to eachother after having cleaned up. He pressed a kiss to your forehead as he cuddled you close to his chest. "Do you see why I can't let jungkook have you? You're mine y/n, I don't wanna share you with anyone."

You leaned up and kissed him passionately, biting his bottom lip before you spoke out. "Then I am all yours, and you're all mine."

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:) I've been waiting to do a Joonie one shot I love him so much🤍

Here it isss, a tiny bit later than I said it would be but it’s here :)🤍

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[thickenmyblood]

to give some context to my lady anon message lol - i just read the update for your lamen breakup story. i really can’t wait for each chapter - it takes me through such a rollercoaster of emotions and i ADORE the pacing but i’m also like 👀 i need to know what happens next IMMEDIATELY. and while i’m messaging i should mention your depiction of auguste in your past fics is just EVERYTHING. i know some people don’t like him / lauguste but…… 👀👀👀❣️ anyway! i’m sorry to ramble in your inbox lol i just love your writing and i hope you can feel how much your talent is appreciated xox

hi there!!!! first of all THANK YOU 🥺💜 i've read these asks like fifty billion times since you sent them, so thank you for helping me get through the last two weeks of uni lmao

it means a lot to me when people tell me what they liked about my writing because it helps me understand where readers are coming from and also... compliments are very nice, obviously! since you mentioned you enjoyed my take on flawed characters and especially auguste, i wanted to recommend a fic to you!! i'm sure you've heard of it because it's BUSSING but go read (Not) Meant For You by Holly_Golightly! (no spoilers bc I'm still stuck re-reading ch1 and 2 lmao I can't move on sorry). the author is here on tumblr so here’s a link to their blog @rosyandraw in case you want to scream at them too over how good their auguste is! (sidenote they write really hot porn lmao)

[the-darkdragonfly]

What's your next fic that will be posted and when? I can't wait!! 😁

Hello!! ❤️❤️ Oh yay! That makes me so happy!!

Ooooo that's a great question!

I have a few things in the works right now... And if I can just get my writing muse to stick around for a little bit I'd say it's probably going to be the next chapter of The Ripple Effect, but it also could be either part two of The Wreck of Our Hearts... Which I'm in love with (ugh! There will never be enough SilverHook in the world for me) or possibly the next chapter of Wash us Clean (cuz I've written myself into a predicament... Well... It's Killian's predicament... And I need to write him out of it...).

I have a few other WIPs that's I'll share when they're closer to seeing daylight... So stay tuned! Xox

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