#i keep talking about my au like u guys know anything about it HAHA

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hii! its been a few days since i found u and i love ur writing and stories!! could i request a fic where yoongi and (possibly) female reader have a fight over jealousy (its either her or him or both even idk) and its a little angsty idk but then they make up and its all fluffy 🤓🤓 thank u in advance luv

Hellooo. Thank you so much for your kind words and for requesting this! I really enjoyed writing this pair and some angst, I did a hint of both being jealousy, but is mostly him haha. Sorry it took me a while to finally post it, but I wanted it to be good, and I hope you like it!

Jealous, jealousy

Pairing: Min Yoongi x fem!reader  Wordcount: 2,467 words Genre: AU. Established relationship. Angst and comfort / fluff.  Summary: Jealousy has never been a problem in your relationship, not until a comment can't leave Yoongi's mind and interactions at your office’s party just make it worse. Content warnings under read more.

Includes: Jealous Yoongi. People thinking there's something between Jin and Reader… even Yoongi. Miscommunication. They argue. And then they're cute.

It all starts with the perilla leave question between Yoongi's friends one night out and a few rounds of soju in. As a self-identified non-jealous person, his answer was that it didn't mean anything, and even told the story about how it happened a few days ago when your coworker joined you two for lunch.

Jungkook, the non-identified most jealous person of the group, had obviously called him stupid. Questioned him about that guy and told him to be careful. “If I were you, Yoongi, I'd keep my eye on him.”

Little rascal; didn't even bother to use honorifics with him anymore.

But the worst thing is that the idea is now on his head and not even Yoongi knows how bad it is about to get as he steps into your office party a few weeks later. Now having the opportunity to see his girlfriend and her favorite coworker interact more in a familiar environment.

Even the ones who don't know Yoongi a lot, know he can be pretty reserved around new people, that's why you continue to make your polite round of interactions after saying hi and leaving him at a table with a whiskey and snacks. Promising to come back as soon as possible.

He looks at you across the room, all professional and sweet, the queen of small talk and polite smiles, and one forms on his own lips without realizing. Only doing so when it's erased as someone greets him, sitting down beside him and he tries to follow your steps at looking, at least, a bit cordial. 

“I don't think I've seen you before. Are you here with ( y / n ) or Seokjin?”

“Yes, with ( y / n ).”

“Really?” She sounds genuinely surprised, “I didn't know she was inviting someone.” 

“Well, I like supporting her, don't really need the invitation” he chuckles a bit awkwardly, “I'm her boyfriend.”

“Oh, so she is dating someone?” Again, the surprise in her tone makes Yoongi believe is a true emotion, and that confuses him.

“For a few years now, yes.”

“And here I was thinking that those two were going to be the next office romance,” she says sounding disappointed before realizing, “oh my— not that it's bad they don't, just… they are both attractive and you know…”

«Is that supposed to make it better?», he wants to ask, but instead he laughs, trying to dismiss everything as her hand lays on his forearm that is resting on the table, trying to reassure him as she goes on about him being handsome too and whatnot.

He stopped listening now. Because after that interaction, one hour seems long enough when half of that you have spent besides that guy, and Jungkook's words keep growing in his head as if he were watering them with the sweet alcohol. The one he has to switch hands to sip from now, because your coworker keeps the other prisoner of her hand. 

Not even the excuse ( that is actually not really an excuse because he needs it ) to get a refill works and she only stops rambling his ear off when someone arrives at the place and she finally leaves the table to greet them.

“I saw you made a friend,” your sweet smile is almost enough to make him forget his thoughts when he is joined by you at the bar while ordering another whiskey.

“Well, figure I should while you had fun with yours.” he shrugs in an effort to dismiss negative feelings.

“Wait, did you actually make friends with her?” is your turn to sound surprised, corners of your mouth falling a little.

“Is a problem if I did?”

“I… I mean, I was joking but I don't like her very much. You can make friends with other people, though.”

“Ah, thanks for the clear up.” He walks back to the table to sit down, and even he can acknowledge it was a weird response, so, your next question doesn’t shock him.

“Are you okay?”

“What if I made friends with your best friend, what's his name?” he asks instead. Comments from others blurring his psyche, making him act without much thinking.

“Jin?”

“Is that his name? She called him Seokjin”

“Well, Seokjin, Jin for short. What's the big deal?”

“Nothing. Just… that's what she said when she asked who I was here with,” he explains before taking a sip.

“Of course she asked you that,” and eye roll accompanies your words. 

“Yeah, because apparently you didn't say you invited your boyfriend.” but he thinks there is more important matters than you not liking your coworker. “As a matter of fact she didn't know you had a boyfriend.”

“Because is none of her business. She doesn't need to know about my relationship.”

“She does when she is talking about you and Seokjin having a romance.”

“What?!”

“Sorry. You and Jin.”

“Shut up, you know that's not what I meant. Can't believe she said that.” You steal a sip from his whiskey before continuing, “No actually, I can.”

He buffs. “You can?”

“Yeah, I told you, she is… not likable.”

“Just that? Not because it would be believable for you two to be together?” He asks, his annoyance clearer as seconds go by.

“Jin and I? Please, that's ridiculous.”

“Okay.”

“Why? Are you jealous?” You inquire, playfully. As if it would be impossible to be true.

“Yes.”

“Wait. Really?! But you have never been jealous.”

“Maybe I am now.” 

“Because of Jin?” you’re confused at how serious he is being, but before you can question more about it, you’re interrupted by said guy.

“Oh, I was summoned. Hi.” he greets your partner, so casually since he doesn’t realize Yoongi is mad with him too. “Can you come back? I don't want to interact with those people alone.”

You look at your co-worker and friend for a few seconds, and then to your boyfriend, trying to understand what is happening and if he is actually jealous. Him, Min Yoongi, the less jealous person you’ve ever met.

“Go, have fun.” Your boyfriend encourages you, managing a smile that only confuses you more because is clear to you that it’s not genuine.

What the hell is happening?

You’re surrounded with interactions the rest of the night, from your co-workers to their partners, people seem interested in Jin and you, after all, it’s the first big party since the both of you joined the company. Even when you go back to sit with Yoongi people get close to make conversation, one person actually asks about wedding planing and tells you she can get you in contact with someone. You know she means well so, with your best smile, you thank her and change the subject.

You hate those conversations. 

Having spent your childhood between your parents’ fights because «staying together for their kids» was a priority, when in reality it only made it worse for everyone involved, you grew up hating the idea of getting married. You understand it is for love, but you don't need a paper or a big party to announce that you love Yoongi. You don't need a ring on your finger to promise you'll do it forever. You don't need him to propose, let alone ask your parents permission to do so. 

Is your life, your decisions. The only opinion that matters other than yours is Yoongi's and he has always understood, never pressured you. He is the love of your life, after all.

In the car on the way home, the silence is filled with music from the stereo and you try to take Yoongi’s hand on the gear lever as always, but only a couple of seconds pass before he pulls away, both hands on the wheel now. 

Trying to figure out if it was on purpose, you ask, “What are you thinking about?” 

“You spend a lot of time with him,” he says without a beat.

“You told me to go.”

“I mean in general.”

“We work together, can't really do much about that.”

“You weren't working tonight and still it was like you were joined at the hip.” he hasn’t looked at you and you can’t decide if it hurts or bothers you more.

“Again, you told me to go at the end,” you argue. “ If you wanted me to stay with you, you could have said so.”

“Now I have to ask you to spend time with me?”

“Well, I can’t read your mind, honey.” you poke his cheek, softly. An attempt to lighten the mood a little.

“That’s not the point.” His tone is just as serious. And then you know that, whatever this is, it’s deeper than you thought.

“What is it then?” you genuinely ask, annoyance starting to build up inside you, but trying to stay calm. Surely he can tell, you think. “You’re clearly upset, but why?”

“Shouldn't I be? When my girlfriend keeps hanging out with this good-looking dude and everyone thinks they could be a thing?” 

“Really?” How can he even entertain those thoughts? You with another man? Doesn’t he hear how ridiculous it sounds? “Shouldn't I be upset because you let her touch your arm for like five minutes straight?”

“She was trying to console me.”

“Yeah, that actually makes it worse, Yoongi.” 

“Yoongi?” 

“That's your name.” He finally looks your way, but you’re looking at the road ahead of you and he can’t tell it is just in order to calm down.

“Wait. Why are you turning things on me?”

“Because you're being irrational and I'm not having this conversation.”

Once again the music is the only sound filling the air, and you opt for folding your arms in front of your chest to stop you from reaching for his hand again.

Now both of you are mad. Great. 

Arriving home, he still gets out of the car first to open the door for you, and it helps soften the heartache a little. But still, the night repeats in your head, trying to understand what happened. 

Why suddenly spending time with Jin is a problem? Why is Yoongi so jealous about it? And why—

“You let her touch you after she said Jin and I had a thing?” you ask as both of you are finally in the bedroom, getting ready to end the night. 

“Thought we weren't having this conversation.”

“No. This one is different. This one is about you potentially doing things because you were upset with me.”

“That would be stupid.” He stops his movements, shirt unbuttoned just halfway through. “Why would I do that?”

“I don't know, you aren't exactly acting like yourself tonight.”

“Because I'm jealous?”

“Because we are fighting about you being jealous.” And trying to calm down once again, you continue taking your dress off, struggling with the zipper but too proud to ask him for help right now.

“Okay, let's not fight, then.” He sits down on his side of the bed. “Just answer this question: do you like him?” 

“Yoongi—” 

“Just answer. Please.” when you finally turn to him, the look on his face is different from what you expected. He doesn't seem angry, but hurt. Like your answer could break him.

“Of course not. Not like that.” You emphasize. Giving up on your clothes and kneeling in front of him, taking a breath before continuing. “You know we started at the same time and he is always nice and fun, I think he is my only friend at work because everyone else keeps asking me when I'm going to get married and leave. Like your friend.”

“What?”

“The lady you were talking to. Is always asking personal questions and I don't like it. Not because I don't like talking about you, I love you and I talk with Jin about you all the time, but is just…”

“Not her business. And you don't have to explain yourself to others.” he completes. Yoongi is the first to always remind you that after all.

“Exactly.” 

“Sorry.” he is quick to say, feeling like an asshole now, a hand running through his hair, messing it up, “I really don’t know what is up with me tonight, I’m sorry.”

“Were you actually jealous of Jin?” the disbelief in your voice is funny now, and he nods with a chuckle. “That’s surprising coming from you.”

“I know. Is dumb.”

“Hey, don’t say that,” you move closer to him, hands on his shoulders to make him look at you, “your feelings are not dumb, Yoongi.”

“Can you stop calling me by my name tonight?”

“Sorry,” both of you laugh softly, “but I mean it. Even if it’s irrational to be jealous of anyone because I love you so very much and wouldn’t even dream to be with someone else; your feelings are important, honey. Just… you know, we have to work on a better way of expressing them.”

He chuckles again, still feeling bad about it all but appreciating the reassurance. “I will, promise. I just never felt like this before, is… weird.”

Yoongi has always thought jealousy is stupid. He understands feeling insecure and all that, but acting like he did tonight has always been something he didn’t understand. Something he judged. He thought it was about bad communication, distrusting your partner, and things like that. And, if you don’t trust the person you love, does it make sense to be together? But maybe is not as simple as that.

He didn't care if you had your own friends and went out with them, like some of the people he knows do. He has his own opinion on marriage and engagement rings. But maybe he cares in other ways. Maybe he cares about people thinking you're with someone else because that's probably his biggest fear.

“I don’t like jealousy.” he speaks again, bringing his arms around your waist, hugging you close and resting his head against your torso.

“Good, that means you are not toxic.” A pause while your hand combs through his hair, putting black strains back in place, “and now you know how I feel when people hit on you.”

“People don’t do that.” 

“They do,” he looks up at you, but before he can argue anything, you cup his face and bend a little to peck his lips, softly. “I’m sorry for leaving you alone with her and without a warning.”

“I tried to get away but she wouldn't let go of my arm and I didn't want to be rude.” 

His bottom lip sticks out in a small pout and you kiss it away, “Yoonie, sometimes you’re too nice for your own good.”

“Maybe I should be just nice to you.”

“You're too nice for that,” he rolls his eyes, making you laugh even more, “that's why I love you.”

“I love you more, baby.”

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feather , part 17

“ like whatever, you’re a waste of time ”

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next chapter notes ) how are we doing yall.. ik ik it’s chaotic and shit BUT YOU’LL GET WHAT YOU CAME HERE FOR SOONNN and yall kept complaining abt bookmark but yall should really b complaining abt misssera whats her name HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONEEE (i originally didn’t plan to post this on jan 1 but it is what it is 🫣), sorry for starting the new year off with even more drama lmfaooo

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[roxyzwritez]

au writing shit idk

heres the Rough Plan for my first few eps:

ep1: the au branches off of canon in the final SU ep, Change Your Mind. renamed to Change Your World. when white yoinks the gem out of steven and pinksteven reforms and whiteasks W H E R E I S P I N K the response is something along the lines of "i am right here, but fuck you im not talking to you." (girlboss) and white gets the "im a child, what's your problem" and has the perfectionist meltdown, then steven's like "sorry but we gotta head out" and they're like "PINK WHAT THE FUCK?" steven goes "im not pink just leave earth alone" the gems agree and give steven The Legs™️.

pearl latches onto the idea that rose is still alive in there. (didn't write that tho just had it cut to this next bit oops) her and greg build a thing to connect to the gem that will essentially connect to pink/rose im just gonna call her rose damnit and allow her to communicate w everyone. shes like "...hey guys. uh. sorry for trying to kill myself i guess that didn't work but i have been minecraft spectating steven for the entirety of his existence with no ability to do anything but think and watch" pearl has a lesbian implosion, everyone's all happy n shit. steven eventually asks about the lying and she's like "yeag i done bad there. i just wanted to keep you guys together" (now that i think abt it there was no mention of bismuth here.. oops,) garnet gives her a Garnet Specil motivational speech and she's like "i missed you too garnet" (i forgot to mention, garnet violently explode-unfuses and ruby+sapphire are just bumbling with happy when rose spoke) amethyst has her own moment (she thought this was all bullshit and started playing fortnite upstairs but between games she heard rose and a p p e a r e d)

anyway rose then is thinking "oh man i gotta talk to so many ppl" and realizes eh guys nothing to worry abt just a HAPPY TO LISTEN, HAPPY TO STAY, HAPPILY WATCHING HER DR- but we should go there NOW" so they do, spinel is understandably distraught and breaks the gemspeaker in half but feels bad about it. she comes with the gang to earth, they show her around, a new gemspeaker is made and they reconcile. yippy! also spinel ate one of ALL. big donut flavors. sadie allowed this just for on e because steven is the LORD AND SAVIOR OF THE STEVEN UNIVERSE haha funny.

anyway she and bismuth talk. bis is kinda like "yeah i wasnt very gamer sorry about that herhee" again ignoring that SHE lied about the bubbling, conveniently forgot to explore that conversation for ease of writing and so i didn't need to go "how do i utilize my 2 iq points to channel these characters and get them to have a coherent, consistent to character conversation about this situation"

peri and lapis are called over by bismuth who doesn't say shit to them for the surprise. lapis is like "yeah ok hit me" peri is more curious. rose speaks, peridot fangirls and lapis is like "oh shit that's historically significant " peri is like "I NEED TO RESEARCH:)))" and runs off. spoiler: gem cloning

bis brings up the idea. rose is like "yeah that sounds legit" (the gem cloning conundrum took me way too long to understand. i drove my friend crazy. "hey can u explain every single quantum detail of this in the most verbose way i dont understand" but eventually i understood it JUUUUST enough to write it lmao i still don't get it)

rose n steven talk in roses room. all happy n shit. greg is told abt the plan and hes like oh shit i gotta clean up and steven is like "you know her standards. she don't give a shit" hes like "yeag"

peri makes progress! she made a little clump!! (explaining the gem cloning: theyre making essentially an empty gem with the powers but no consciousness inside. when its ready, white will take steven's gem out again, rose reforms, and the new gem gets ever so graciously stabbed into his belly where the old one was.)

peri tells steven its gonna take a year. he's like "well okay better than like hundreds of years" then he goes off to talk to the diamonds. he brings the speaker with. rose lets out the thousands of years of distrust and anger at the dismonds and they are humbled even more than when they got pinkd and rose is like "you WILL heal all the shattered ones i don't give a shit" and theyre like "whatever you say little one" (yes they do indeed heal the fallen. probably with regular shipments of steven fluid. that sounded wrong but im not a freak like that hes still 14)

also they go back home and steven talks to rose abt "you told the diamonds you literally wanted to die are you fr?" she explains and hes like YOU FATHERFUCKER, YOU ARE AMAZING AND YOU CAN'T DO THAT (crying)"

next episode is just year-long filler but i made it actually good by making it essentially a montage of lapis and peri in the barn becoming lesbian for eachother. finally, a controversial move on my part, they decide to overcome lapis's fear of fusion and fuse for stevens birthday. their fusion is turquoise (took way too long coming up with a fucking name) and can corrode (water + metal) and can morph/control metal (liquify n stuff. definitely not taken from a lapidot fusion concept i found on google images.) garnet is like "hey pearl look at these silly lesbians " pearls like "damn relatable" garnets like "yeag"

a week or a few after the bday, the gem is finally ready. everyone is excited until steven asks how this is gonna work. peri is like UHHHHH... 😊 and lapis is just "eh just take that one out, stick this one in!" peri goes NNNO- but after some damage control and telling everyone steven will be fine hes like "well i better get some good sleep then. big day!"

there's more but im done typing my fingers are about to go peridot and fuckin fly away let me know if you want the like 1other episode and the minisode after that

[blackwolfstabs]

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 13

GROUP TEXT

Sam is notorious for struggling with modern text language, memes, etc. and is always teased for doing so, but when she misspells a word on the same token, the rest of the Core Four can't let her live it down. (AU: Dead characters are alive)

Primary help from @samcscreams, @dreamersbcll, & @zombiemeadow Other contributing writers: @alkivm & @fantasylandbitch - ty so much for the help!! i couldn't have written it without each of you ♡

Core 4 ❤️‍🔥💪

Sam: Guys, I gotta question.

Mindy: What’s up??

Chad: Shoot

Tara: what is it?????

Sam: What does “IDK, LY,” and “TTYL” mean?

Tara: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later

Sam: Ok, love you too Tara ❤️ Chad, Mindy, do either of you know??

Mindy: omg 😂

Chad: I don’t know, love you, and talk to you later

Sam: Oh ok. Wow I guess I asked at a bad time. Everyone’s busy haha

Mindy: NO SAM THAT’S WHAT THEY MEAN!!! IDK means “I don’t know”, LY means “love you”, and TTYL is “talk to you later” 🤣🤣🤣

Tara: lmfao DUHHHH

Chad: #sendhelp4sam

Sam: Fuck..

Mindy: Girl keep up!! 

Tara: that’s hard for her bc she wasn’t born in this century. she’s like lowkey a boomer fr

Mindy: Ahhh right

Sam: I’M LITERALLY IN THE SAME GENERATION AS YOU TARA

Tara: ok, boomer

Mindy: just by a year, barely

Chad: wait… Sam are you related to Uncle Sam????

Tara: A DISTANT ANCESTOR?????? o.O

Sam: Are you serious… no, I’m not..

Mindy: OK gotta agree with Boomer Sam here. Just because they have the same name doesn’t mean they’re related, dingus

Sam: Stop.

Tara: lol “boomer sam”

Sam: . . . . .

Chad: 21th century got ur tongue there, old timer?? 😂

Tara: nah her dentures probably fell out

Sam: You don’t need your mouth to fucking text…

Tara: ah my bad, then is it the arthritis?

Mindy: Bet it’s the arthritis 100%

Chad: LMFAOOOO

Sam: That’s not funny.

Tara: NO UR RIGHT IT’S HILARIOUS

Mindy: No, T, don’t shout out her, you know how the ol’ elders feel about loud and obnoxious noises 

Chad: OHHH Sam’s that old fish from that one episode of spongebob that kept yelling “Too loud! Still too loud!” it’s so sam-coded 🫡

Tara: ahahahahaha fr tho!!!!

Sam: No, it’s ducking not.

Sam: *fucking

Chad: Ducking??????? DUCKING???!!!!!

Tara: poor thing hasn’t gotten reading glasses yet. I told u to get some a looooooonnngg time ago Sam! did u seriously forget again?? 

Sam: Give me a break, it was autocorrect…

Mindy: Uh.. of course she did! She probably hasn’t refilled her dementia medication yet smh

Sam: SERIOUSLY??? WOULD YOU GUYS STOP!!

Chad: *WOULD YOU GUYS STOP?! - You forgot the question mark there, senior citizen

Chad: Now, she can’t grammar correctly.. Someone get her Life Alert before she does anything else!!!!! 

Sam: Fuck you.

Chad: Hey hey easy, I’m just respecting my elders 😌

Sam: You’re not even using correct grammar either so stfu.

Tara: oh man, I hope you’re sitting down, Sam. don’t want u getting so worked up that u fall and break a hip.. 🫣

Mindy: emphasized “Hey hey easy, I’m just respecting my elders 😌”

Mindy: replied to “Hey hey easy, I’m just respecting my elders 😌”: Oh my God, THAT’S IT!!!

Mindy named the group chat “Granny Sam’s LifeAlert Team 🚑🏥”

Mindy changed Sam’s contact name to “Granny Sam 🧓”

Mindy changed the group chat photo.

Chad: 👏👏👏

Tara: GRANNY SAM??? I’M DEAD 🤣🤣

Mindy: Yesss! We must protect Granny Sam, she’s quite frail after all 🙏

Tara: true, very true

Granny Sam 🧓: 🖕🖕🖕

Chad: rude.

Mindy: Don’t take it personal. She’s just cranky because she hasn’t had her afternoon nap. Who wants to volunteer to take her to bed???

Tara: nose goes! 🫢

Chad: Not it!!

Granny Sam 🧓: I swear to God if I hear someone outside my door, I’ll fucking show you how to take it personal, starting with you, Tara.

Granny Sam 🧓: How’s THAT for cranky?

Chad: Oooooohhhh she mad now…

Mindy: It’s fine. By the time she would get across the room, she’d probably have to sit down. Bad back and everything yk?? Old people probs 🤷‍♀️

Granny Sam 🧓: Ok, Tara, you can thank Mindy because she just took your place in being the one I beat the shit out of first.

Tara: Thx Mindy, love u 🩷

Mindy: Is that supposed to scare me, grandma?

Granny Sam 🧓: It should.

Granny Sam 🧓: Change my name back. Change the group name back. And change the goddamn picture back!

Mindy: Uhhhh excuse you… magic word???

Granny Sam 🧓: Are you serious?

Mindy: Damn straight.

Granny Sam 🧓: Fine.

Granny Sam 🧓: Please.

Mindy: Nah, I’m good

Granny Sam 🧓: MINDY

Tara: PFFT XD

Chad: I’m finna bet money. Fight! Fight! Fight!

Mindy: Okay, but I hope you have medicaid, Ms. Nancy Loomis II

Granny Sam 🧓: THAT’S IT

Tara: O-O 

Tara: shit just got real

Chad: yep. U shouldn’t have brought her real grandma into it.. It was nice knowing u, Mindy 💀

Tara: rip 🪦💐

Mindy: Okay guys, send help. I actually think she might be coming to kill me…

Tara added Billy to the group.

Tara: BILLY!!! ok u know I would never ask for ur help but… CONTROL UR DAUGHTER SHE’S GONE MAD

Billy: We all go a little mad sometimes.

Chad: Ok, well she’s dead

Mindy: Chef’s kiss perfection tho!! 🤌🤌

Tara: NO SERIOUSLY!!! she’s gonna kill Mindy any minute now. U need to stop her 😳

Billy: I’m guessing Sam’s pissed because of the group name, icon, and… her contact name?

Chad: YES!!!!

Tara: YES AND NOW SHE’S GONNA KILL MINDY PAY ATTENTION AND DO SOMETHING

Billy: Sam, you’re not killing Mindy.

Granny Sam 🧓: You asking me or telling me?

Billy: Good point. I’m TELLING you. You’re NOT KILLING Mindy.

Granny Sam 🧓: Or what?

Billy: Well I’d tell you, but I don’t think you want the other 3 to hear.

Tara: 👀

Chad: 😳

Mindy: ?????

Granny Sam 🧓: ……

Granny Sam 🧓: You’re lucky I love you, Mindy..

Mindy: I know I am 😎

Billy: Good girl.

Granny Sam 🧓: Don’t even start.

Billy: Hey, they called me for you. You’re the one who started shit.

Chad: Hey Billy, if I paid you, would you tell us what you would’ve done??

Tara: O.o

Granny Sam 🧓: Hey Chad, if I paid you, would you shut up?

Chad: nope!

Granny Sam 🧓: Fine. Then Billy, if I paid you, would you get the hell out of here?

Tara: lol

Billy: Sorry Chad, but as tempting as that sounds, no. And Sam, how much are we talking?

Granny Sam 🧓: A dollar.

Billy: No.

Granny Sam 🧓: Get out.

Billy: Someone change everything that was changed back to normal first. If I leave and get dragged back into this, you’re all gonna pay. 😈

Chad: Yes sir! 🫡

Tara: that’s you, Mindy

Mindy named the group chat “Core 4 ❤️‍🔥💪”

Mindy changed Granny Sam 🧓’s contact name to “Sam”

Mindy changed the group chat photo.

Billy left the group.

Sam: Thank you.

Chad: Don’t thank us, thank your dad

Sam: Take the win, Chad.

Chad: 🫡

Mindy: Okay sooooo what was all that about between you and your father, Sam???? He was like gonna.. Punish you or something?

Sam: Or something. I honestly don’t know what he was getting at, but I wasn’t about to let it get far enough to know so… 🤷‍♀️

Tara: OR you’re secretly a “daddy’s girl” and don’t want us to know?????? 🤔

Sam: Tara…

Mindy: Hmm that gives me an idea… 💡

Mindy named the group chat “Princess Loomis 👑🔪”

Mindy changed Sam’s contact name to “Daddy’s Girl”

Daddy’s Girl: FUCK

this was so fun to write holy shit xD but my apologies if anything said by any of the characters offends you.

to all of my mentioned peeps above, i hope i did your ideas justice! ik i didn't do everything, but i had so much fun writing this that i know i will definitely be writing more text chats at some point. i'll get to the others! thank you again and blessings to you all. ☀

All my best! ♡ - parker

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ummmmmm okay so this is embarrassing. so. i know i said a week but actually i am here again and not vanishing into the fog sorry about that *awkwardly clears throat* ANYWAY hi it is i that one guy who keeps bothering about tangdubs!! i am aiming to add more fics to that tag so iiii was wondering if i could bother u for a prompt or two for some little fics i could try to write :3 i have so many longer things in the works but well.. a little oneshot is good for the mind..

Oh omg hiiii heyy helloww that one guy who keeps bothering about tangdubs!! *kicking my feet twirling my hair and giggling* I missed ya, sweet anon<3

You don't even know how happy I am to get this ask because OH VOID. I HAVE SOOO MANY THINGS I WANNA WRITE BUT I CAN'T BECAUSE OF TIME. So let's see what exactly you want!!

Keep in mind: even if you won't like the ideas I'm glad to just share them. Also you can tweak them however you want!!

Something fluff?

Haha. Little coffee shop au. Bdubs is a barista in this little shop, working 2/2 and Tango is the best friend of hisregular(Impulse) and just moved in town. As time goes by Tango starts to visit this coffee shop without Impulse, he comes around even on holidays when he doesn't have to go to work. He goes there mainly because of this handsome very mockable barista. I can go into the depths of this au, but in this case this will be a loong answer(but you can always ask about it if you want to) so the only thing you need to know for now is just how they both are completely fallen for each other and keep trying to harmlessly prank each other (mainly verbally, but sometimes Bdubs would give Tango a salt instead of sugar just for fun knowing it wouldn't change anything and Tango won't stop visiting and ordering stuff)

The idea for fic I had was them just hanging out during Bdubs' break while he does one of these stupid crosswords from a cringey journal someone left. I'm gonna leave the rest to you, but the main idea was about Tango saying "if kiss is just a word, then I have a serious conversation with you". What was it for? What's gonna happen next? Idk, you tell me!

Something angsty?

Little fantasy au is for you! Local wizard Bdubs living in a forest and Royal engineer Tango who visits his place from time to time due to King's order to ask the wizard for something. Living far from everyone makes you feel very lonely. Especially when a very certain handsome blonde engineer with blue eyes(yes I'm a blue eyed Tango enjoyer so what?) you clinge to is not around. They may know each other, but it doesn't seem like Tango actually shows any interest in the wizard guy. But oh well. If Bdubs wants something, he'll get what he wants. No matter how. Even if he'll have to make a love potion just for his beloved one to be around. He'll do that. And so, the potion is ready, will be served whenever the engineer is back with a task from the king, and Bdubs will never see the pretty blue eyes he's fallen for. Instead there will be bright ruby eyes, looking at him with all the love in the world, holding him as gently as noone has before, sweet talking Bdubs, making him compliments... That's what he wanted, right? Bdubs is supposed to be happy. But he knows it's all fake. Every single world Tango says, smile he gives, cuddling, it is all fake. It is all because of the potion Bdubs made. He is... Happy, really. He got what he wanted. Except the pretty sincere blue eyes with the real spark of joy.

I actually did a little fix by myself, so yeah. You know the rules. Ask box is opened if you're interested, I guess? I don't really have an idea for a oneshot. But it can be turned into a very emotional fic with Bdubs blaming himself for killing Tango's personality and realizing what a rotten person he is for enjoying Tango's fake love. So selfish.

Something spicy?

Yeah. This is also an option. So... Phantom Bdubs. He's like a werewolf, but werephantom. That's why he always sleeps. Once he wakes up, he doesn't remember anything from his night hunt, he can just tell it happened by the blood on his face and sharp pain in the back from having wings. It happens once in a while, maybe few times a year if he keeps the good sleeping schedule. It is the same Bdubs with the same memories and emotions, just the need for blood. He doesn't care who it is. He needs to get blood. Usually he keeps some. Animals around for an unexpected occasions so he would never hurt his friends. But once the season 8 comes around and the moon... Well, messes everything up, Bdubs' abilities to control that are fucked. No matter how much he sleeps, he knows it will happen. The first time he didn't expect it to happen, but once he woke up with this fading taste of blood, it because really weird. He travels around the server asking if everyone is alright and if anyone's pets has dissaleared lately, but everything seems normal. This is weird. But as long as noone is hurt, Bdubs can relax. Or at least he thinks noone is hurt. It keeps happening for a month, two. Bdubs starts to worry. Whatever is he eating during the phantom phase is still not found, but none of the hermits say anything, so... It's still not affecting anyone. With the moon stuff everything gets worse, every hermits suffers in one way or another. But Bdubs is really worried about Tango, who seems to be getting really cold. He is much more pale and started wearing sweaters, he just seems much weaker in general. Moreover, he starts to act... Different, when Bdubs is around. He doesn't know what's happening, so he just helps Tango any way he can. But what he doesn't know, is that Tango is his walking blood tank. And oh, if only it was just about the blood. As I said, phantom Bdubs is still the same Bdubs. He just doesn't care about hiding his emotions, because he knows he won't remember anything once he wakes up, plus the bloodthirst blind him so much he can't fully control his actions. He wants something– he gets it. Tango can't do anything about it, and... It's not like he doesn't like it. It hurts. It hurts a lot, actually, but oh, it is absolutely worth it. How confused and embarrassed was Bdubs when he woke up in a bed with Tango, both completely naked. Did Bdubs ever think it would happen? No, not really, but was he just so confused because he knew he was not supposed to be there? He still stayed for a little bit, just because one little thing he noticed. Tango had some bite marks. Bdubs carefully pulls the blanked away trying not to wake him up and sees that Tango has it all over his body. On his neck, his shoulders, his chest, his arms... Bdubs didn't want to even look down, just sure he will find more of the marks. Well, no wonder why he was getting so pale and weak lately. Bdubs haven't ever had so many mixed emotions in his life. Was he embarrassed to be in a bed with someone he most definitely likes with the marks of fun nights without ever remembering it? Was he in frustration because Tango was just volunteering his blood even though it is bad for him? Was he so tired of this all phantom stuff? Yes. All of that, yes. And he tries to leave before Tango wakes up. First few hours he spends in his room just laying on his bed staring at the ceiling being all red because of all the different thoughts about what they could have been doing. But for the next few weeks he will make sure Tango gets all the health support he needs. They never talk about it, but Bdubs still has this awkwardness. And the next time he wakes up in his own bed, having this taste of blood down his throat, he knows where he was a few hours ago. And he can only imagine how much he liked this night.

As for specific one shot request? Ofc you don't have to do anything... Spicy, yknow. I don't even think I have something on my mind for a fic, I just wanted to share this au in case you were looking for something like that. But feel free to write anything really-

Something closer to canon(non-au)?

Something about season 7 being the season when they started dating each other. Something about how Bdubs would lay in his bedroom which Tango built him failing to fall asleep because of this silly feeling. It's more of the "does he really appreciate me? Does he really care enough to gift me something like the whole bedroom? Does he really think I'm that cool?". Something about how Tango tries to do his best to impress Bdubs during the boomers business. Something about how they finally talk about they feel about each other while rebuilding the boomers logo in the middle of the ocean. That's it.

Okay, I think that's it! Ofc you can take any other idea based on any of these aus, idm. I'm just glad to finally talk about these. Anyways, I check ao3 once a month (just to check the tangdubs tag. Yup.) So there's a good chance I may miss it... So may I ask for a link once you finish something? And good luck with it, sweet anon!! Have an amazing day<3

[indecisive-dizzy]

Hi bestie I’m sending this 10 minutes before my birthday so yipeeee

I’m having Eddie and Daisey ideas and I wanna ramble about them

Specifically the scorned and bitter Daisey idea I mentioned before since they’re very angsty lol

Daisey does literally anything to stay as far way from Eddie as they can. It legit throws its head to avoid talking to him

They weren’t super close as kids, and they didn’t talk after Eddie moved away

Daisey and Howdy don’t end up together in this universe, mainly cause Howdy is still Eddie’s bestie and Daisey isn’t willing to let that go just yet. They’re friendly enough with each other though

I think Daisey spends a lot of time with Julie, her cheery demeanor balances out their bitterness

They still like to write letters, they just hide it

I imagine as kids Eddie liked their long hair. Daisey has it short because they’re still upset about it

I feel like Wally probably says something to Daisey that causes them to rant about the whole situation and they end up getting really emotional about it. They’re friends and talk a lot after that

Daisey laughs when Barnaby dogpiles Eddie (in the og au they always get worried and help him up)

They carry their umbrella everywhere. It’s like a security blanket, they need it or else they get all anxious and uncomfortable

They still dance, just alone or with Julie

They speak a lot more Spanish, as they never felt the need to speak proper English whenever they were talking to a friend

Their eyes are green in this au, while og Daisey’s eyes are either pink or a dark brown (it fluctuates)

They have frosted tips, specifically pink tips on their purple hair

“Do you even know how smart I am in Spanish?” -something Daisey probably asked Eddie after they spoke in Spanish and Eddie had no idea what they said as he didn’t get to learn proper Spanish (yes I had to add the modern family quote)

I love my silly I need to draw this version of Daisey they make me so sad

AYO HAPPY BIRTHDAY BESTIE 🎉🎉 congrats on being [age] now! Yippee!!!

back to our regularly scheduled programming-

Angst Angst Angst Angst- !!

Love this spin on Daisey, love me a bitter and scorned character.

Imagine trying to talk to someone and they decapitate themselves to avoid you smh Eddie my guy u good after that?

Would Howdy feel conflicted? Yes this person is lovely but they Hate my best friend and I gotta defend him. Or is not attracted to Daisey at all? Like nah boo ur a lil too bitter for the strawberry cream soda caterpillar? but hey they can be nice to each other at least!

The Julie friendship is amazing bc it's like having 2 Franks except one is down Bad for the mailman and the other wants to see his stuffing on the pavement- what who said that? hahaaa

the pettiness of keeping their hair short is chef's kiss. I also love petty bitches (bc I'm a petty bitch lol)

The umbrella is a vibe! They can whack people (Eddie) >:)

Modern Family quote is acknowledged and pointed at with a hearty HaHa! I have never seen this show but the joke is Funny! :D

[orenjibot]

I totally forgot about this lmaoo

I guess a tl;dr is that while i was thinking about an au for my yumeship and ended up having a really cool concept for the universe.

I really like the concept bc its like! I had A different story i wanted to make with a similar premise but idk how to work out the little details, so i left it alone but my brainrotting actually made the concept really good now and im just in awe at myself!

More under the read more because haha,,, its a lil embarrassing,,,

Okay so i was brain rotting as usual about jigen lol

And a long while back i was inspired by a kdrama my parents were watching on netflix about grim reapers and i really liked the concept of it! Like it was really cool so i made this au where my yume oc, i call them saruko but their name is lum siuhei, is a shinigami who happened to be collecting the souls of a shootout and jigen, the human who lived through that but injured, being able to see them. Saruko is surprised bc like there’s only certain people that CAN see them which is well— it is a bad thing.

That’s how they first met each other! And well they keep bumping into each other afterwards because they kept getting assigned wherever jigen is at. The two sorta just become like friends at one point and sorta got to know each other more.

Saru felt like smth about him was familiar but didnt want to jump to conclusions or look further into it. Jigen did kind of wonder why he could see them. Its not like he could see ghosts or anything before and if he did, he likely forgot or something.

They followed jigen around for years till he met lupin and stopped doing as much dirty work so he eventually saw saruko less too but sometimes they’ll meet up and chat for a bit.

There is the dramatic plot where the lupin crew got wrapped up into underworld shenanigans, partially due to the fact that lupin has a penchant for this sorta wild stuff, fujiko being part succubus, goemon possessing some strong 6th sense despite not being able to physically see ghosts, and jigen being able to see saruko.

So saruko was basically smth like a god. Well in this case, even evil spirits are gods of some sort. But saruko was actually a god of high rank. In this setting there’s basically a ruling system in heaven so saruko works under a god. The god was basically the god who made the 12 zodiac. So saruko is basically one of the zodiac members!

The title can get passed down as even gods can die or can choose to die/retire so saruko gained the title of the monkey guardian some hundreds of years ago (now u know why i call them saruko lol). This is basically in line with their original lore which i never talked about here but one day i might!

At one point, saruko went down to the mortal realm to do something and somehow ended up falling in love with someone. Sadly though, through a very tragic incident, they killed their lover. Killing someone is considered a felony as these gods arent supposed to harm anyone, but as it was a mortal, the punishment was not as severe as if they killed someone else with divine/godly power.

So as punishment, they were stripped of their powers (well more like part of it was sealed in them and the other part they placed elsewhere) and was banished to the underworld to learn how to “appreciate” mortal souls.

Fast forward till present day and that’s that! However, this all happened because someone caused it to happen!

This person, who was also a god/divine being, really wanted power to rule over the heaven and initially wanted to goad saruko into harming him so he can take their power for himself and crushing them with the iron clad rules of the heavenly realm, as trying to harm another god is a felony punishable by death.

Just then their lover who happened to be nearby jumped in to stop saruko from harming the bad guy. Despite it resulting in his death.

Perhaps it was because of his intervention that saruko didnt get such a harsh punishment.

However, what happened to the lover? He was reincarnated several times, funnily enough trying to look for his lover. The first handful of times, he didnt approach it properly and also skipped out on drinking that memory wiping tea so he retained a lot of his past memories but still couldnt find saruko. So he took one final bet the right way, and he was reincarnated into someone we all know. :)

Saruko had only worked in the field so overseeing souls receiving judgement or punishment in hell was not something they would be having contact with often, hence why they hilariously missed each other for a couple hundred years.

Saruko’s goal was to find the guy who did this to them and kill them, because it didnt matter to them anymore. Their lover is dead and if they(he) got reincarnated, they want them (him) to live a new life.

The bad guy was keeping tabs on several people for years because of his grand master plan! He managed to trap most of the 12 zodiac guardians into a gourd (look im very chinese) but was missing saruko’s. So he sought out to get them and pretty much used the lupin gang to do so.

At their final meet up (basically everyone convening at one location), all secrets are revealed. Jigen finally learns what happened to saruko after all these years and that his past life was their lover. Made sense why he could see saruko in the first place, saruko sorta had a feeling he mightve been their lover but decided to let him life his life. Lupin actually had a key to victory that the bad guy needed. Goemon was there because he may have gotten a lil close to one of saruko’s friends (the tiger guardian) and wanted to save them.

Saruko does a cool super saiyan move (its called a heavenly equip) and got most of their divine powers back, but very limited because they can only break the seal placed on them and summon their weapon (basically the staff the monkey king used as he’s… technically their ancestor lol) and cant get the other part that was separated from them. Told lupin to steal the gourd somehow while they stall the bad guy because the bad guy also did this thing where he split his soul up into pieces so if one part fails the other can pick up the slack and so he’s technically weaker than normal but its like a god v god battle so humans cant really do much. They put a magical spell on one of jigen’s bullets that can basically almost kill a god, if not bind their soul. Humans can challenge god but gods cant do the same without consequence.

Then skipping all the details (i skipped a LOT of details already actually lol), they win the battle! BUT! Saruko gets injured in the process bc the bad guy was all: if im gonna die, i’ll drag someone down with me!

But they recover in about a month or so thanks to the other zodiacs help. And ya kno, the 12 zodiac guardians invited lupin’s crew to visit and thank them. Its very rare for humans to even go up there but they all stopped someone they were trying to catch for years so yeah! Time to celebrate!

Well the guys never really did care that much about rewards that werent monetary, but they did want to see if saruko was doing alright after all that. Esp because well jigen and saruko needed to talk to each other likewise.

while i never went into detail about the romantic aspect of it, it was slowly brewing after all the times theyve met with each other! Saruko was prolly someone who was outwardly not his type (they dont look that bad tho) but their personality was defs smth he fancied. He could never really put a finger on why he felt an attraction to them until the past life reveal which made everything click together. Saruko does admit that jigen really isnt their type but after spending some time with him, grew to like him and was very like “oh no, thats not good”.

And yes they both confess and they’re technically together lol

But yeah uh,,, see what i really liked about this was the setting tho.

Kinda like how different religions/cultures have slightly different heavens and underworlds/afterlife so its like they all exist but in varying degrees and p much in the same way we have different countries and nations.

So at least in my version of all this stuff, gods can officially pass their title down to someone else. If that god dies before finding one, they do get “reincarnated” if a lot of ppl believe in that god (a lil like noragami for this second bit). But, gods dont truly die. Their soul gets split up and go places or they return to the spirit of origin (or whatever creation god is in cn folklore bc i havent googled names yet). Only the creation gods can destroy their souls entirely but contacting them is very troublesome so its like the ultimate form of punishment should they have to do that.

So yea, the title of “monkey zodiac” is passed down. And hilariously, their ancestor is in fact sun wukong. He’s still alive bc he cant die easily anyways but he doesnt give a shit about what goes on anymore after he retired and gave the title to his nephew or somebody.

I did envision the underworld to be a little like hozuki no reitetsu where its pretty organized with towns and all that. The setting a little bit too like that! Like different gods or other religions existing and all that! The only thing is that its more modern and not as old fashioned, but not too modern where it looks like an office building.

And so! yes, gods do follow a lot of rules. This is to ensure the balance of the world and to make sure no one is going to go on a power trip bc usually horrible things in the mortal realm when that happens. Its pretty easy to abuse ur power when u have a lot of it after all lol

So to clarify with the soul splitting thing. What happened at the climax to the whole plot i had there was because lupin stole a cursed gem which had the final piece of the bad guy’s soul in it. Saruko just took it from lupin while he went off trying to steal that gourd. At one point, after lupin stole the gourd, saru binded the bad guy’s movements and told jigen to shoot him. Bad guy retaliates and pulled saruko who had to be close to him in other to restrain his movements to be a meat shield. Jigen hesitates for a moment then saruko was like “dont worry about me, i dont die easily anyways! Im a god after all!” He shoots and it hits— the gem that they took from lupin which they put on their chest under their shirt.

Theoretically speaking, since the soul is split into parts and a “main” body still exists, it’s possible to harm the main body as they’re all connected. As a part of his soul is in the gem and that magic bullet hit the gem, it basically dealt really strong dmg to him directly to his soul which is one of the most lethal type of damage to deal to a god and hard to recover from if you live.

Of course he tried to turn tables it but saruko knowing he’d do that, stood in to protect everyone else from getting hurt!

And uh yeah’ i need to sleep now so this is all ill talk about for now!! I hope u enjoyed my brainrot!!

I wanna brainrot for a bit

But i’ll do it on the computer because its a lot to type from my phone lol

[primofate]

Genshin x fem!reader [Volleyball Team AU - Inspired by Haikyuu!] He introduces S/O to the team

Before you read this, might be a good idea to read the introduction first. To give you the whole low-down of the team and their dynamicsssss.

Other works in the Volleyball Team AU Series: Click Here

Scenario: You and him have been dating for a while now. Why does the team not know and what’s their reaction in finding out/when he introduces you?

Warnings: AU if that’s not your thing then don’t read, not proofread...as usual.

#1 Zhongli (Captain/Wing Spiker/Ace)

You’ve been dating for nearly 5 months at this point. Beforehand the two of you were close friends. So the team kind of already knew you guys were close, but you’d never met the team properly.

It’s not that he was HIDING your relationship, its that he didn’t want to pressure you into meeting his team. They could really be an overwhelming bunch of high schoolers sometimes.

As it happens he walks to the gym hand in hand with you one day, his other hand on his duffel sports bag, thinking that he’d be the earliest one there as always. 

But when he slides the gym doors open his WHOLE TEAM greets him “CAPTAIN!” and then there’s an awkward silence that descends as they all catch him with his hand intertwined with yours.

KAEYA AND TARTAGLIA LOSES IT. “C-Captain, you had a girlfriend and didn’t tell us?!” “You finally made a move on her?!” “S’about time!”

Needless to say they both get knocked on the head by Zhongli’s fist. 

Zhongli sighs and turns to you apologetically but you say that you don’t mind meeting them. He perks up and claps his hands to ask his team to line up.

They do so diligently. Kaeya, Tartaglia and Thoma are giddy while looking at you. Xiao and Kazuha have their mouth slightly agape as if you’re some kind of rare species. Diluc and Albedo stare you down. 

You introduce yourself as Zhongli’s gilrfriend and as you do so Tartaglia’s eyes dart towards Zhongli who has a slightly shy expression on his face. 

“Oh, oh question time!” Thoma raises his hand “Does the captain secretly eat sweets behind our back?” You haven’t even answered when Kaeya asks “Does the captain ever glare at you (he mimics Zhongli’s face) and say 10 Push ups NOW!” Surprisingly Diluc raises his hand too “...Is the captain strict with you too?”

Zhongli gets irked the more questions are asked and he finally steps in with an ominous presence. “10 laps around the gym...NOW!” 

He apologizes to you again but you reassure him it’s totally fine and they all seem like such fun. 

#2 Diluc (Vice Captain/Wing Spiker/Defense Specialist)

The vice captain is a very secretive guy.

Not even his brother knew.

It’s not that he was ashamed of you, he just liked his privacy and you already knew that. 

But there was this one time where he forgot his textbooks under his desk and you had to go and give it to him while he was at practice.

Shyly looking into the door the first one that spots you is Albedo.

“...Do you need something?” you tense up at Albedo’s question and shakily hand him the textbooks.

“U-Uhm... D-Diluc’s...”

Albedo tilts his head and turns to shout at the team. “Someone’s looking for the vice captain,”

Everyone stops what they’re doing and snaps there head towards you.

Diluc jogs over, sweat still fresh on his forehead. Without thinking he takes the books from you, small smile on his face and thanks you.

The rest of his team freezes up all thinking: “Hold on, is he...SMILING?”

You’re oblivious to them staring and give him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving. When Diluc turns back his team is glaring daggers at him, he stares back at them. Doesn’t say anything, and continues practice.

No one is brave enough to ask him about it.

Tartaglia whispers to Kaeya “You didn’t know about it either huh?”

#3 Kaeya (Middle Blocker)

This MF would talk about you whenever he had the chance.

Y/N this, Y/N that, Y/N is so cute. 

Frankly the team is kinda tired of it. 

But when you finally visit one of their practices the team levels their gaze at you and think “Oh shit, he wasn’t lying, she is actually cute,”

Sees his teammates expression and brags even more. “I know what y’all are thinking. You’re thinking, OH! She’s actually really cute! Hm?”

Slings an arm around you shamelessly with a grin. “Back off boys, I’ll block all your attempts,”

Diluc is the one that walks up to you and you blink at him. Kaeya blinks at him, confused as well.

Diluc suddenly bows, “I feel sorry for you but please take care of him,”

The rest of the team either bursts out laughing or snickers behind their hand.

Their vice captain is low key savage

#4 Albedo (Setter)

The team finds out about you cause when they finish practice they find you waiting outside the gym.

Kazuha asks politely while the others look on “Are you lost?”

You straighten up and stutter a little, “Ah, uh, no, I’m...” You’re at a loss for words. 

Then Albedo suddenly appears from the gym doors and sees you. “Ah, were you waiting long? Sorry,”

Thoma tilts his head in question. “Albedo...Your sister?”

Albedo at this point was standing next to you already. “...No, my girlfriend,” like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Everyone is stunned into statues.

“H-How did you get one before me?” Tartaglia looks as if his soul had been sucked out of his body.

“Next time you can just come inside and wait inside the gym, it’s dark out here,” their responsible captain suggests and you’re amazed at his kindness and bow at him with a thank you.

Albedo doesn’t see what’s the big deal and just grabs your hand and starts walking away.

#5 Tartaglia (Middle Blocker/Wing Spiker)

The team already knew since the first date. It’s because he.would.not.shut.up.about.it

That particular day at practice his spikes were a tad bit stronger than usual.

“Oi... you’re getting too excited...” Xiao mumbles at him. Tartaglia just grins and scratches the back of his head. “Aaaahhhh... I can’t help it, I’m so nervous for my date with Y/N!”

A few more dates later he starts showing off his phone wallpaper to the others. It’s a picture of you and him.

Kaeya tries to piss him off by saying, “Huh, we’ve never actually seen her in person. Maybe it’s photoshopped,” The others snicker.

Is so pissed, asks you to come immediately.

You thought it was an emergency so you come into the gym with a worried look on your face only to be hugged tight into his chest. “See? See? She’s totally real and totally cute!”

Albedo crosses his arms and blinks, then looks at Kaeya “...You totally baited him, he’s such a simpleton.”

Kaeya responds with a smirk “Right?”

#6 Kazuha (Decoy/Middle Blocker/Wing Spiker)

The most formal out of all of them and even tells them seriously that he had an announcement to make.

Next day he comes into practice with you in tow.

Properly introduces you as his girlfriend. 

Everyone is wide-eyed at how official it feels. Then you suddenly take out a big container of fruits and tell everyone it’s for them (The captain doesn’t allow sweets, he thinks it’ll fatten them up or some crap.)

EVERYONE IS BLESSED BY YOUR PRESENCE and Kazuha is just enjoying you getting along with them.

Kaeya and Tartaglia try to whisper and bribe you into making cookies for them. 

Albedo and Xiao stares at Kazuha thinking ‘If someone like you can get a girlfriend, we can get one too, right?’

You offer to come back next time with more fruits and some secret cookies.

#7 Xiao (Libero)

Tried to keep it a secret because he knows his team will make a fuss about it.

The team finds out when his phone suddenly starts ringing in the middle of practice and he asks for a timeout to pick it up.

“Mm... Yeah... I’ll pick you up when I finish,” Everyone starts nudging each other when they hear him talk to you in an unusually calm and soft tone. So different from when he plays volleyball and gets angry at them.

By this point everyone tries to keep quiet and enlarge their ears to eavesdrop.

“Idiot... I won’t be late. I promised to take you out didn’t I?” 

Hearing their tsundere libero say something so sweet makes everyone combust.

When he turns back everyone is staring at him with smirks on their faces. “Hey, why not just ask her to come here?” Kaeya sneakily suggests.

Xiao blushes “A-As if I’d let her near you bumbling fools!”

He was worried it would scare you away, actually.

#8 Tohma (Pinch Server/Middle Blocker)

Literally no one is surprised he has a girlfriend.

It would be MORE of a surprise if he DIDN’T have one.

But they find out cause he left his phone out on the bench one day and there’d been a text message while Xiao was conveniently sitting on the bench.

“...Tohma, someone me--” Xiao looks at the screen where the message ‘I love you!’ is clearly written.

Xiao is so curious but is not gunna admit it so he nudges Kaeya or Tartaglia who might be sitting next to him and secretly motions over to the phone.

They read it and ask in a real loud voice “Oi Tohma! Who’s Y/N? They said I love you!” 

Tohma laughs nervously and since it’s already out he might as well introduce you. 

“This is my princess,” he says when you enter the gym to walk home with him that afternoon. You bow and introduce yourself and everyone looks at you thinking... “Ah, they look like the perfect domestic couple,”

Low-key everyone is jealous of how you dote on him.

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[patxhwrk]

7 and streamer+reverse au (for the prompt thingy) childe please!!

you are welcome to do the rest as you please<33

I love ur work btw!! I keep smiling at them at the point its not funny anymore LOL love you take care of urself<3

You guys are so fucking sweet im going to cry i love yall too

Anyways, thank you! Its always nice to get feedback about my writing and knowing you guys like it makes me happy :)

Take care of urself too, king/queen/whatever the gender neutral term of it is because royalty doesnt sound catchy enough!!

-ˋˏ✄— "Haha what death flags???"

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Tartaglia x Reader [ Reversed + Streamer AU ! ]

Pronouns: they/them

"I'm 75% sure that's not going to happen."

.navigation. // .genshin impact masterlist.

"Chat!!" Childe all but screamed. His viewers rolled in, increasing in numbers as the chat gained speed. "I should put you all in slow mode."

But he didn't. Childe knew he wouldn't do that. He liked seeing his viewers interect with him, greeting him a hello as he waited for more viewers to receive the notification and enter the stream.

"How are you all?"

Many different replies rolled in, ranging from the usual polite 'good :)' and and to the unrelated and chaotic 'POGU', 'E', 'CATJAM CATJAM CATJAM' and other emotes.

"Haha! Do you know what we're doing today?"

And, as per usual, his chat exploded with 'GENSHIN!!', 'Simp for Y/n!', 'Cry about Y/n lore?', and 'OUR MENACE Y/N 😫'.

A smile graced Childe's lips. "Always so chaotic, huh, chat?"

A donation popped up.

"ScaryMouche donated 1$! 'U raised them, after all,'" it read.

"Aw, be a little more generous next time you insult me, Scara," Childe pouted, but shook his head nonetheless.

Opening the game, the sound of the opening filled his ears, and soon, the door built itself. He entered the game, and the loading screen took up his stream.

Cheering as the game loaded, he did a little dance with his current character, Y/n, a hydro bow user who specializes in all weapons but the bow.

Another donation popped up.

"Y/nScrunkly donated 20$! 'Look at them. Look at the scrunkly. The little menace. They are so adorable i want to punch them and kiss them.'"

Childe let out a quiet giggle, barely enough to let his viewers catch it.

After an hour, he had completed his daily commisions, wasted all his resin and more, and finished the current event. All while talking endlessly about everything and anything.

It was nice. Childe liked streaming, interacting with viewers and replying to donations. He liked having them talk in chat, or just watch in silence. He liked being someone's comfort streamer. Or uncomfort streamer, as long as they didn't actually mean it as a genuine insult.

About to say his goodbyes and end stream, he paused for a moment.

Another donation came up.

"HeyGurliHoldStill donated 25$! 'What do u think of Y/n's death flags?? O.0'"

He knew he couldn't avoid that question. He knew chat already saw his smile turn into a stiff, straight line.

"Haha, death flags? I don't know what you're talking about, chat!" He laughed, glancing at chat for a second, seeing the same things multiple times.

'Y/n death flags??', 'NOT THE SCRUNKLY NOO', 'guys let them die we want the angst haha', and many more.

"Guys, guys, calm down. I'm 75% sure that's not going to happen!"

His chat spammed 'denial' in many different ways.

He chuckled nervousy, already knowing his friends were tweeting about it.

─𖠄࿐

@ScaryMouche Tweeted!

'Hey @Tartaglia, aren't you going to say something about Y/n's death flags?'

Chuckling to himself, Childe tiredly ran a hand throuh his hair. The stream had ended hours ago, with him hurriedly saying goodbye, a nervous smile on his lips, his chat spamming him both questions and goodbyes.

He'll have to ignore those death flags for today. Now, he sat on his bed, a plush of Y/n's narwhal clutched close to his chest.

@Tartaglia Tweeted!

'Blocked. Blocked blocked blocked.'

—PATCHWRK !

[meltwonu]

✦ 👻  𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖍 SEASON 2 👻 ✦

↪ ✧ STARLIGHTER ✧

this chapter pairing; alien!wonwoo x reader

genre&warnings; alien!au, dom!wonwoo, softdom!wonwoo, [multiple wonwoos], double penetration, anal, dirty talk, degradation, fucking in public, size kink, tentacles, ‼️mentions of oviposition‼️, ripping clothes.

notes; No ‘cuz this… ☠️ first of all, I was imagining incomplete wonwoo with the blue suit and red hair with the cute lil hair swoop in the front cuz that shit had me droolin real bad 😭💕 so u know I had to incorporate it into the fic kdhfksjdhf also... 🧍🏻‍♀️I have no excuses for... the monster fucking going on in these chapters this time around okay kjfhskdh yall r just seeing little snippets of my mind and the nasty shit that I usually... keep to myself KJHKJHAK SORRY HAHA or maybe 😳😈🥴 oh also, if my fics aren’t showing up in tags, please lmk! I don’t normally post everyday like this so I’m not sure if anything’s getting lost or not 😭💕 Thank you hehe💕 Enjoy ch 10 and I’ll see you spooky-ooky ghouls tomorrow! 😇 😈 

word count; ~3100

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - x - x - x

when I met him the stars were shining so bright;

in the heart of a club on a Saturday night.

i got out of a cab, waited at the door;

finally gonna burst to the dance floor!

“I wish you’d stop using those weird websites to meet your dates…”

Minghao mutters; a delicate hand holding a glass of wine as he watches you slip your heels on.

“Didn’t you learn after last time when the guy asked for feet pics to stop messaging guys on there? Do you like the weirdos?”

You giggle in return, eyes rolling as you wave him off.

“Hey, Mingyu was a really nice guy otherwise, okay? And this guy seems really nice this time. Very polite and proper.” You shoot him a sheepish smile as he takes a sip of his wine with an unamused expression.

“Mmhmm, polite and proper, huh? So this one’s probably a serial killer. And if not, he’s probably got, like, a second dick or something. You don’t even know what he looks like - he could be an old geezer for all you know.”

“Oh my god, ‘Hao, please! I’m sure he’s a nice guy…” You text your date that you’re on the way to the club that you’d decided to meet him at - sighing as you give Minghao one final look.

“...And anyways, if he had two dicks I probably wouldn’t complain.”

“Alright, well it’s time for you to go and leave me in peace. I’ve heard enough.”

You make it to the club in time - getting through security and trying to locate the spot where your date said he’d be meeting you.

And admittedly, you knew you shouldn’t have been meeting someone you’d never even seen a picture of but he genuinely sounded kind and caring through all the text messages the two of you had exchanged.

Even if Minghao’s words had lingered in your head a little longer than you cared to admit.

You feel a tap on your shoulder a few seconds later and when you turn to see who it is - you find your breath hitching at the red haired male wearing a crisp baby blue suit.

“W--Wonwoo…? Is that… you?”

He smiles and nods; reaching a hand out to take your own as he kisses the back of your hand.

“My, my, I didn’t realize I’d be meeting such a beautiful girl tonight. The pleasure is all mine, sweetheart.”

“I--wow, I’m just… You’re s-so handsome. I’m--I’m a little speechless. Handsome and polite.” You giggle nervously as he squeezes your hand; a deep laugh spilling from his lips as you find yourself clenching around emptiness.

Don’t get horny, you mentally yell at yourself, you just met this guy!

“Oh? Were you expecting otherwise?”

“N-no! Just… Sorry, my friend was making fun of me earlier for going on dates with random people on the internet.” You reply shyly, “He said I shouldn’t go if I don’t even know what the person looks like so I guess I’m just… Pleasantly surprised.”

Wonwoo smiles, eyes twinkling as he slowly starts to tug you into the direction of a table.

“Why don’t you tell me more about what your friend told you over some drinks, huh, sweetheart?”

You find out Wonwoo is studying microbiology, has two cats and lives alone.

“Did you always live in this city? I feel like it’s small so I would’ve seen you around before…” You ask.

“Mm, no, I’m not from around here.” He replies easily, “I moved around a lot actually. This is probably the most time I’ve spent anywhere.”

“Ooh, a traveler, huh? That must be fun!”

He smiles a secretive kind of smile that has you narrowing your eyes slightly.

“Quite! It gets tiring though, I suppose. It’s nice to settle down once in a while, right?”

You nod and polish off your drink and Wonwoo is quick to offer to get you a new one as you stay in your secluded booth away from the crowds.

“Are you sure? I can go with you, Wonwoo, I don’t mind!”

“Ah, no, no, it’s okay! Your heels must be killing you, I don’t want to make you walk all the way over there. I’ll just be a moment, okay?”

He exits the booth as you silently wait for him, swaying to the music in the meantime.

Wonwoo, so far, had been exactly how he was over the text messages you exchanged - patient and polite as he gave you his undivided attention when you spoke.

Not to mention he was a complete gentleman and even looked the part in his pristine suit and slicked hair.

“Hey, I’m back.”

You blink curiously as he sets your glass down onto the marble table.

Were you that lost in your thoughts that you lost track of time?

“Wow, that was… Fast.”

Wonwoo smiles before taking a sip of his drink - his hair slightly out of place as you look him over again.

Why did something seem off?

“Yeah, y’know, just a short line at the bar.” He scoots in closer to you as your brows furrow slightly and his arm that comes around your waist as he tugs you in closer to himself has you gasping.

“W--Wonwoo!”

He leans in close, lips ghosting against your ear as you shiver.

“I don’t think there’s a line for the restrooms either, doll. It’s pretty quiet over there if you wanna get to know me a little bit better.”

You gulp before you’re pushing him away - shock written all over your features as your cheeks start to feel hot.

“W--what’s gotten into you? I--Are you… Okay? You weren’t l-like this earlier…?”

This time, Wonwoo smirks and the deep laugh that comes tumbling from his lips sounds much more sinister as he eats up your confused expression.

“Ah, he needs to be more blunt. He’s always making up some bullshit stories and overcomplicates this.”

He?

“W-who are you talking about? Wonwoo, I’m--I’m not s-sure if--if I should… Maybe I should go.” You move to get up but Wonwoo’s quicker as he wraps a hand around your wrist and holds on tight.

“Aren’t you the least bit curious, doll? I can see it swimming in your eyes that you’re dying to know what I’m on about despite how confused you feel.”

And Wonwoo’s right as you stand in your place biting the inside of your cheek.

Because despite the odd shift in his behaviour - you quietly found yourself being attracted to both sides of him equally.

“I--m-make it quick… I don’t have time to be playing g-games, Wonwoo…”

He smirks as he tightens his grip on your wrist.

“Oh, but I do. And I guarantee you that you’ll be glad you did too.”

The back hallways of the club are a lot more dimmed and quiet as he leads you down a few corridors - Minghao’s words, yet again, crossing your mind as you grimace.

Maybe you really should’ve listened this time.

“Ready, doll? I promise it’s worth your time.”

You swallow down all of your worries as he opens the door to the secluded restroom and at first you don’t see anything out of place.

Until he steps into view.

“I--”

Another Wonwoo steps out from behind a stall - lips pressed into a firm line as he crosses his arms against his chest.

“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry. I didn’t want you to find out like this.”

“You have… a twin? You didn’t want to tell me that? And not only that, but the two of you even dress the same?” You reply in disbelief, “Is this some fucking joke? A prank you pull on your dates?”

The one who’d guided you into the room only guffaws at your words - doubling over as he slaps his knee.

“Oh, that’s a good one. Actually, one of the best reactions I’ve seen yet. You’re quite feisty, doll. I like that!”

“Will you stop? You’re making this harder than it needs to be.” The other Wonwoo replies.

“Well one of you better get to explaining or else I’m leaving!” You stomp a heeled foot as the more concerned looking of the two steps forward first but just as he’s about to speak - he’s immediately cut off by the other.

“Then let me get to the point. We’re the same person, doll. Just… Think of it as having our personalities split. He’s the nice and gentle Wonwoo and I’m the one who’s ready to ruin that cute ‘lil pussy of yours. Or your ass. Or your throat, really.”

You ignore the latter half of his comment as your cheeks burn from his bluntness.

“That… That doesn’t make sense. How can you be the same person but split? You’re--you’re really crazy. I’m--I’m leaving...” You’re turning to leave when you feel something slick wrap around one of your ankles - lips opened in shock as you shakily look down.

“Aww, c’mon, doll. Don’t be so hasty.” The second Wonwoo coos, “You were feeling attracted to both of us earlier so why not come play with us both? Don’t you want a taste~?”

“You--you can’t be the same Wonwoo! You’re two different human beings!”

The first Wonwoo sighs as he steps forward yet again.

“I guess to make a long story short - we’re not humans. We are the same person, just two halves of a whole.” He explains.

The slicked appendage slides up your leg as you let out a shaky moan; beads of sweat on your forehead from the odd position you were in.

Yes, you were attracted to both Wonwoo’s and despite the odd tentacle sliding up your leg - you were curious about it all.

Mostly how they could both pleasure you at the same time.

“Do you ever… become just one person? Or are you always like this?” You ask quietly.

“We can, we just don’t prefer to.” The second Wonwoo mutters. “He doesn’t like how crude I can get so we just agree to disagree. It’s usually not an issue, most people think we’re just twins - like how you thought. We usually leave it at that.”

“Th--then why did you explain it all to me?”

This time, both Wonwoo’s are exchanging a glance before they focus their eyes on the tentacle that’s already between your trembling thighs - the slicked appendage gliding against your panties as you moan and grind down against it.

“Particularly for this reason, sweetheart. You seem to enjoy the things we can bring to the table so why not let you indulge in all that we have to give… Right?”

It feels weird at first - shaky cries leaving your lips at the tentacles that thrust into your pussy and your ass at the same time.

“I--ngh… w-what are they… l-leaking…? W-what the l-liquid, a-ah, coming out of them…?”

Your body is suspended in midair; their tentacles keeping you in place with your legs spread wide as both of them stand on either side of you.

“I wouldn’t say it’s an aphrodisiac but… I suppose it’s something like that.” The first Wonwoo comments, “It’s meant to relax you, sweetheart.”

You feel anything but relaxed as your body feels hot with the multitude of tentacles in and around your body - two of them sliding underneath your dress before tearing it into shreds.

“A-ah, Wonwoo!”

They immediately start teasing your breasts as you let out a sharp cry; the new sensations making your mind feel hazy as the two Wonwoo’s watch with fascination.

“We haven’t had a chance to play with our tentacles like this before, doll~ You’re doing us a kind service while we learn more about the human body~”

The second Wonwoo cackles as he steps behind you - kissing your naked shoulder as his large, warm hands slide down your arms.

“Think we can push yours to the limit?”

“Fuh--fuck…” Whimpering, you clench around the tentacles in your ass and pussy as they continue to thrust into you - their leaking tips oozing the warm substance that makes your entire body feel aroused. “I--I want to f-feel, mmnh, you b-both fucking me i-instead of these t-tentacles…”

The first Wonwoo steps forward as he leans in to caress your cheek with his own hand.

“I think you deserve it, sweetheart. You’ve been such a good girl for us both. And you’ve given us so much help for our research.” He smiles gently at you as the tentacles pull out of you at the same time - a disappointed cry leaving your lips at the sudden emptiness you feel.

“You think you can take our cocks, doll? We’re a lot bigger than those tentacles were, y’know~ I don’t know if your tiny ‘lil holes can take it.”

You hear the unzipping of their slacks as you mewl and thrash against the tentacles holding you up. “Mmnh, f-fuck, make m-me take it…! I--I feel s-so hot all over… I n-need your c-cocks…”

Your teary eyes flit from the first Wonwoo’s face down to his cock - eyes wide as saucers at his girth.

The drool pools in your mouth as you feel them both stepping closer to your body, their cocks positioned at both of your holes as they both sink into you at the same time.

“H--holy shit… Holy shit…!”

Your mouth is agape at the way they stretch you out - the fullness you feel completely new to you as you do your best to relax and take their lengths all in.

“Your cute ‘lil ass is so tight, doll~ I can feel his cock sliding into your tight pussy too~ Bet it feels so good, right?” The second Wonwoo chuckles darkly in your ear as you let out a whimper.

“I wish you could see how we’re stretching you out, right now… We can’t even fit all of our cocks into your tight ‘lil holes, doll~ Maybe we’ll have to train you to be able to take it, huh? You’ll be our little experiment~”

The first Wonwoo purses his lips as he focuses on the feeling of your walls clamping down onto his shaft and sucking him in deeper; the sweat beading up on his brow at how good you felt around him.

“Mm, he’s right, sweetheart… I can feel the way he’s snug inside your other hole with my cock in your pussy. You’re being so good at taking us both inside of you like this. I think she deserves another treat, right? It’s only fair~”

You’re about to ask what when they both start to thrust into you - alternating their movements as you’re reduced to garbled whines and moans at the mind melting pleasure.

“Oh, n-ngh, fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck…” You slur.

“You can barely fit half our cocks in your ass and pussy and you’re already losing your mind, doll~ I can’t wait to see how good you take it once we get it all to fit. You’ll feel us inside of you allllll the time, even when we’re not fucking you.”

“Nobody will be able to fuck you as good as we do, either, sweetheart~ Look at how much we can give you.”

“Fuh--fuck, Wonwoo… Wonwoo!”

The tentacles reappear to tease your breasts again and you mewl and arch your chest into the feeling as you get lost in the unadulterated pleasure that both Wonwoo’s and their tentacles give you.

With each snap of their hips, you feel them sinking in more and more of their thick cocks - drools dripping from the side of your lips as the first Wonwoo’s cock slams into your g-spot and the second Wonwoo’s cock is almost up the base in your ass.

“Mm, such a good cockwarmer~ I can fuck you all day, doll~ Couldn’t you, Wonwoo? She can sit on your cock while you read your books... Maybe even get on her knees and suck you off while you work.” He smirks as he looks over your shoulder to his other half - eyes twinkling mischievously.

“If given the opportunity, I’d love to, sweetheart. That is, if you’d like to see us again.”

You nod your head feverishly as your head lols to the side.

“W-want it… You ca--can experiment, a-ah, all you want w-with me…” You mutter; already slightly delirious with how your body jerks with each toe curling thrust of their cocks.

The second Wonwoo hums as he places a hand on your warm skin; his rough fingertips dancing across your skin before he’s gently massaging your stomach.

“Did you know some aliens lay eggs?” He whispers into your ear. “Right here~”

And you find yourself clenching around both of them at what he insinuates.

“You--you wouldn’t--I--Wonwoo--d-don’t--I--I---”

The first Wonwoo smirks at you this time too - amusement in his eyes at the way you simultaneously get wetter at the thought yet stumble over your words.

“Ah, just kidding, doll~ Well, not really. Some of them really do, y’know?” He licks his lips and watches as you shiver. “For the two of us though? We’ll just cum inside your ass and cunt until it’s spilling out of you, okay?”

“N-ngh, fuck… pl--please…”

“First, how about we give you one more treat, hmm, sweetheart? I want to see how well you do for me.”

Another tentacle slides against your hot skin before it’s tip is prodding at your lips - a tiny whimper escaping past before the tentacle is filling your mouth.

“Ah, there we go~ Now all your holes are being used like they should be~ How about we cut to the chase now, huh, Wonwoo? Let’s give her what her good human body craves the most~”

Their hips snap into you at the same time; both of their cocks and the tentacle thrusting into your mouth keeping you extremely full as your toes curl and you moan around the appendage.

You feel their cocks throbbing at the same time and it only takes a few more harsh thrusts before they’re cumming at the exact same time - soft and quiet grunts coming from the first Wonwoo as the second Wonwoo curses and growls from behind you.

A surprised noise comes from you when you feel the tentacle cumming too - a warm and sticky substance coating your throat as you do your best to swallow it all down while your ass and pussy get filled to the brim with their cum.

“Oho~ you’re quite the human, doll~ I don’t think we’ve had such good luck before~”

You let out a tiny muffled cry as you feel yourself start to orgasm - walls fluttering around their cocks as you ride out the spine tingling pleasure.

“We’ll have to bring her back with us for… extra research. I don’t think I’m satisfied with the data we’ve collected just yet.” The first Wonwoo mutters; barely loud enough for you to catch through the ringing in your ears.

Their warm cum fills you up and makes you feel sated and the tentacle in your mouth slowly starts to retract itself as you sputter and let the air rush back into your lungs.

“O-oh my g-god… I--I’ve, mmnh, n-never been f-fucked like this, a-ah, b-before…”

You sob quietly as you let your orgasm ebb way after a few tense minutes - their cocks still deep inside of your holes as you continue to tremble between their warm bodies.

“You can have more of it if you want, doll~ You’ll just have to come with us for a while.”

“A-a while…?” You let out a moan when you feel them both start to pull out of you at the same time; rivulets of cum dripping from both your ass and pussy as they both step in front of you and watch the cum pouring out of your spent body.

“Yes, sweetheart, a while. Not too long though. I promise nothing that your friend would worry about.” He grins and for a second, you can’t tell who’s the first one and who’s the second one.

“Yeah, doll, don’t you wanna ride our dicks a little longer? We can let it be a learning experience. You get to learn more about alien species and we get to learn more about you.” 

“D-don’t you want to learn about h-humans...? In general?”

They share a look; both sets of eyes twinkling with mischief as their tentacles tighten their grip on your body. 

“Nah, I think we rather learn more about you, sweetheart.”

[inahallucination]

no thought just actor neil and teacher todd

zoom teacher au 

where neil perry is a famous actor

beloved by the masses and mr. anderson’s 6th period class

and like, mr. anderson is a very quiet and soft spoken teacher but he’s hella nice and friendly

so students feel like they can talk to him about anything and he’ll listen (because he understands the feeling of being all alone knowing that no one is going to take a second to just hear you out. not your teachers, not your classmates, not your brother, not your parents) (but anyway)

and though some people like to talk to him about their problems or rant to him, he has just as many students who just like tot talk to him

and tell him about pop culture and shit and a very popular topic of conversation is mr. neil perry

because he’s nice, humble, talented, and handsome

during zoom, conversations like that are a bit hard, so mr. anderson reserves 15 minutes every class for everyone to turn on their mics and socialize and during that time period this happens

“mr. anderson, are you a fan of Neil Perry?”

“huh? the actor?”

“yes! he played puck in the modern version of shakespeare’s a midsummer nights dream.”

“yes i love him! and that movie” 

“REALLY?” the class is filled with excited voices, cuz how often is it that a teacher has good taste in movie stars

“i knew u weren’t straight.”

“... wait is everyone who likes neil not straight? cuz i like him and im a girl and im not straight”

“you guys do know i can hear you, right?”

“sorry mr. anderson.” but mr. anderson just laughs.

“i think u may have some truth to that statement though” 

then mr. anderson does something on his computer and shares his screen and onscreen is a picture of a highschooler wearing a costume

“this is my husband in high school, playing puck. that’s one of the reasons i love midsummer so much,” he grins like he’s keeping a secret, and not like he just technically came out 

“YOU KNEW UR HUSBAND IN HIGHSCHOOOL??? WHY DON’T I HAVE A HUSBAND YET”

mr. anderson laughed again, “class is over, but maybe next time we can discuss this”

it isn’t until a week later when the class in their respective homes, in between homework and other commitments, are watching a new Neil Perry interview that they realize

“yeah, i was really excited for this role, it feels like coming home, ya know?”

“oh yes, ive heard about that, your first gig was Puck too, right?”

“Yes, I played puck at a neighboring school in my junior year. god that play was the best thing to ever happen to me”

“wow, because it helped you discover your love for acting?”

“Well, yeah. I always knew i wanted to try it out but while performing it for the first time in front of an audience, i realized that there wasn’t anything  else i could do. but also because i finally got courage after the performance and i finally kissed my best friend. We’re married now”

“awww ! that’s so sweet!” the interviewers voice is drowned out by the thundering of the audience at this revelation

“so what does your best friend do now?”

“oh he’s an english teacher !”

and suddenly it made sense why that picture mr. anderson had looked kind of familiar. 

or

same concept but  

“ mr. anderson, are you a fan of Neil Perry?”

“huh? the actor?”

“Yes!!! are you a fan? don’t you think he’s pretty? talented and pretty and humble he’s like perfect!!! right??? mr??? anderson???

“haha yeah yeah ! “ mr anderson face lights up making him look even younger “i can assure you that no one thinks Neil Perry is pretty, talented, humble, and just perfect as much as I do”

before the class can object to him claiming the title of neil’s no 1 fan they hear a familiar voice

“AWWW THANKS BABEE! I THINK YOU’RE PRETTY, TALENTED, HUMBLE, AND PERFECT TOO!! HURRY UP END THE CLASS SO I CAN SHOW YOU!!!”

the class gets out five minutes earlier.

or

same concept but during a lesson, mr. anderson means to show his class some pieces of classic art that corresponds with literature, but instead accidently opens up his wedding photos folder

and the class is greeted with a picture of Neil Perry with his arms wrapped around Mr. Anderson’s waist, both of them dressed up in suits and surrounded by a bunch of other boys and someone who looks older, kissing each other full on the lips and it’s cute and perfect and what the hell mr. andERSON YOUR MARRIED TO THE NEIL PERRY???

oh u didn’t know

orrrrrrr

neil mentions him in an interview but i feel like that could be a whole post by itself so toodles 

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@poetofthedyingstars @aedan-mills @maisietheweltoncow @theluminoussunflower

[flooficandii]

what do u think ab an au where the vp takes in kids with radiant abilities to train them as the "future" of valorant

this idea's kinda scuffed af bc idk much ab the lore actually i'm still confused ab kingdom n earth but i just want an excuse to see the agents babysitting chaotic kids with powers LMAOAoadjdj

IM NOT GONNA LIE THAT WOULD SOUND SUPER CUTE LMAO RADIANT BABY DAYCARE,,,, also this is a perfect excuse to put my headcanons about which of the agents are the best with kids

parents. like, literal parents dude

brimstone. he is the first immediate thing that comes to mind when i think of parenting. i mean look at the way he talks to the rest of the agents, you can't tell me he won't do well with kids

CYPHER!!! bro cypher would LOVE kids,,,,i hc he was really excited to be a dad but nora kinda died with his unborn baby so,, yknow he has that yearning feeling and he kinda projects that nature onto the younguns. he may be super secretive and shifty but you can tell he cares for them and would love to have children running around the base

sage!! sage radiates this energy of warmth and comfort and security, you'll always feel safe with her so she'd be wonderful with children :]] she won't hesitate to be strict if needed though so just make sure to stay on her good side unless,,, "YOUR HOMEWORK IS NOT OVER!!!"

reyna. surprisingly. although she isn't as much a parent as the rest of them, she wILL break someone's arm for a kid. she may be very murderous but kids might be her soft spot (glances vaguely at her little sister)

tbh i see her as the kind of caretaker that'll let her kid do awful things lmao

"miss reyna can i say a curse word ple a se ,,,"

"of course, cariño."

"FUCK!!!!"

okay at it/awkward but trying

omen. omen isn't sure how to interact with children,,,, like, i headcanon he scares them away a lot

if one of them happens to be NOT scared?? *immediately imprints*

i think the most he'd do while watching over children is just sit there with his knitting needles and grunt Menacingly whenever they start causing trouble

viper. viper also scares kids away, understandably so, but she does have this maternal nature despite her scary aura (exhibit a: duality)

i headcanon she actually dislikes children and tries to avoid them as much as possible but will be incREDIBLY protective if they're threatened

yoru. he finds kids annoying. but if he were put in a situation where he HAD to keep an eye on them he'd probably try

just a little bit

as a treat

he'll call them brats or something lmAO what a bitch

unless one of them calls him cool and feeds his ego

then yeah he'll love them lol

imagine yoru going into his rift and picking the kid up to make it look like they're flying

a parent? maybe not, it's really not something on his list of ideals. but a big brother figure? sure! it means he gets to bully tease children to his heart’s content

sova. sova is okay at babysitting. he’s very quiet though so the kids usually get bored with him

he’s quick to straighten them up if they’re misbehaving

maybe he’ll tell fairy tales about the mountains or something

*deep thick russian voice* “When I was still living with my babushka in the frigid mountains of the North,”

babysitters at most

jett. jett seems like the cool babysitter who lets you do anything and everything lmao,, stay up past your bedtime?? sure thing. snacks before dinner?? hell yeah. you want her to show you her cool spinny wind trick?? of course!!

raze! raze gives off the vibes of the girl next door who everyone in the neighborhood knows and loves. she probably hung out with the kids in her town a lot and would draw with them, make music with them, etc. very big sister vibes 10/10 just don't let her have explosives around them

ASTRA!!! astra astra astra i bet she’d be the type to give piggy back rides and make little stardust confetti to wow them with!! she’ll sing songs and read stories and maybe do little puppet shows for them  

skye would do great with kids! she’s strong enough to catch up to them during vigorous games of tag and she’d let them pet her tiger

her animals love the kids too

imagine taz lying on his back as they pet his belly and hawko perching on top of their heads

haha! *slowly pulls them away from the children*

breach. i dont know about you guys but if you left him with a kid he would lose them in like 1.5 minutes

“what? they’re tiny, you think i’d notice?”

bro he is such a fucking bully he’d punt a kid across a football field

i guess he’d let them sit on his giant bionic shoulders but thats it

phoenix.

says he has it under control

does NOT have it under control

“alright, fam! leave it to me, i can handle some younguns-”

*burns down the entire hq after trying to show them a trick*

killjoy. bro she would use them for her experiments without batting an eye

“KILLJOY WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THE KIDS”

“testing the sensor range of my turret!! :DD relax, it won’t hurt them- they’re wearing helmets!”

“KILLJOY THEY’RE WRAPPED IN BUBBLE WRAP I DON’T THINK THAT’S HUMANE”

kay/o.

i dunno man i don’t think he’d even know what to do with kids

also he might accidentally break their spine if they wanted a hug lmao

he won’t hurt them on purpose but this is just,,,a safety measure

k would do great with kids though :]] big friendly guy

[krabjoons]

omg professor... what are you doing?!?!?! [pjm]

⮕ summary: park jimin is the hottest, most popular guy at school. the only catch? he also just so happens to be your teacher.

⮕ pairing: park jimin x reader, mentions of jaebum x reader

⮕ genre: smut, university!au, pwp

⮕ word count: 12.8k

⮕ rating: 18+, nsfw

⮕ warnings: hard dom!jimin x bratty-ish sub!y/n, professor!jimin x university student! y/n (he’s 27-28 ish and she’s 21-22), fuckboy!jaebum, pussy eating, fingering, thigh riding, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), dirty talk (carries the whole fic tbh), degradation, edging, dumbification, impact play (pussy + ass spanking), manhandling, humiliation, exhibitionism, creampie, teasing, praise, orgasm denial, begging, overstimulation, crying, kissing/making out, jimin’s a meanie but y/n likes it (aka i go ham on the degradation and edging you have been warned), aftercare (like 500 words of it :P)

⮕ a/n: this took too long to come out and has literally been sitting in my drafts since august but here it is! writing this was definitely a rollercoaster because this was my first smut and honestly i felt like it was really bad at times but other times i was like wtf this is so hot,, ANYWAYS, i’m glad that i’m posting it and getting over that fear of imperfection. i hope that you guys enjoy this piece :). i would also like to add that please don’t hook up with your teachers… if you do, that’s on you i take no responsibility for that whatsoever lol. excuse the title i literally have no idea what to change it to but i like it the way it is tbh LMFAOOO OK I’LL STOP RAMBLING NOW BYEEE ILY ALL

University has never been when you’ve expected. When you first graduated high school and came here, you expected your late teenage years to be filled with just as much studying as high school combined with only a few parties here and there. You didn’t expect to make as many friends as you did and certainly did not expect to be known as the girl with the high grades and even higher alcohol tolerance. No longer are you the shy Y/N L/N that walked through the entrance gates on the first day of school; you’ve changed a lot.

It was a surprise to you. With academics taking precedence much of your life, the freedom university provided you with was welcomed - perhaps a little too much. You quickly learned that polar bear shots were great to keep you in a good mood at parties and that eating mangoes before smoking gave you a better high. And, you also learned about sex.

Admittedly, the first time you had a hookup, it was awkward and messy (at least for you… it was a guy, what else were you expecting?) but with more practice, you were able to get the hang of it. You’ve found your tastes and now willingly talk about who catches your eye to your best friends, something you never thought you’d do last year. 

Speaking of who catches your eye, as of now it’s Park Jimin. A really hot guy, according to your friends, and according to you, an even better voice. When you first walked into your Applications of Economics class, you nearly spit out your Starbucks drink after you saw the astonishingly handsome man with silky black hair in a dress shirt and tie. Surprisingly formal for a university student, you thought, but you weren’t one to talk, considering your current outfit of business casual.

Only, he wasn’t a student. He was your teacher. You should’ve put the pieces together earlier but you didn’t. Let's just say a Coconut Lime Refresher is good for hangovers, and you needed one desperately (basically, you were drunk as hell the night before and were still in the process of recovering). It certainly didn’t take long before all of campus was talking about the new economics professor who was hotter than hell. Girls (and some guys) immediately tried transferring into his class, one of them being your best friend Lisa, just to get a glimpse of how attractive he was. You remember a couple of girls offering you literal cash to transfer out, but you didn’t.

A good call, thinking about it now. You’ve gotten closer with Mr. Park, although it’s nothing too special yet, the two of you are on good terms and have even hugged before (you still get giddy thinking about it). Y/N from 2 years ago would be screaming her head off at how bold you’ve gotten, but now, you can’t bring yourself to care. Park Jimin is a hot guy, and you’re pretty hot too (if you must admit), so it would only be logical if the two of you could hook up. Unsurprisingly, you’ve lost your shame, nothing but thoughts of your teacher filling your mind in your spare time. 

So here you are, another day of university, as monotonous as ever. The only highlight of your day will be the morning, where you have a class with Mr. Park. You've started changing your style a bit recently, opting for more, let’s just leave it at provocative outfits. Walking into the room, you take your usual seat in the front, closest to Mr. Park’s desk. 

The class progresses like it normally does, starting with a review of the work from the last class and a discussion about the new material. "I’m going to give you guys this last half hour of class to review the material individually if you want or you can leave early, I don’t mind. I know it's a Friday so there’s gonna be some parties around campus, if you want to prepare yourselves for that then go ahead." Your professor glances around the room, smirking at you when mentioning the parties. You flush and look away, biting your lower lip. 

You make the decision to stay in the classroom while the majority of the other students file out of the room. "I'll be available for any questions," Jimin calls out, returning to his desk across from you.

Sticking to your reputation, you get a head start on the assignment and easily work through the homework. Surprisingly, you forget about Jimin for the time being, focused on finishing your assignment so that you have as little work as possible to do after classes. You don’t notice your teacher looking at you, admiring the way you put so much effort into the things you’re passionate about. Hearing a student call his name, he gets up to help him. 

Surprisingly, Mr. Park has assigned a disturbingly low amount of homework, probably because of the upcoming weekend and maybe a pop quiz later next week (ugh). You’ve finished your work in a mere twenty minutes and are surprised to find that Jimin is not at his desk when you look up from your laptop. You turn around, looking for him, and see that he’s helping another student. Whipping out your phone, you text your best friend Lisa (who just so conveniently, also thirsts over Jimin the same way you do).

to lisa: hey i finished classwork for mr park and have like 10 minutes of free time now lol

Instantly, she responds as if she wasn’t in class. Then again, she has never been one to pay too much attention to her professors. 

from lisa: ayo talk to him 

from lisa: also save me from bio i literally cannot

Smiling slightly, you respond to her.

to lisa: i WOULD but he’s helping other students

from lisa: then be like "m- mister park, i- need help please" and use puppy eyes 

to lisa: LMFAOO PLEASE he’d be like whats wrong with you since when did you struggle in this class

to lisa: but i mean, anything to hear him talk i guess 

from lisa: god i'm so jealous you have him early so you can hear his morning voice it must be hot asf

to lisa: it is omg

from lisa: god what if he moans like that it'd be such a turn on

to lisa: dUDE STOP NO the way this is literally true like if he has a good sip of coffee or a pastry he likes hes gonna go all "mmmm I wish you could try this" pls its so fking hot

to lisa: like SIR I WANNA TRY YOU or you to try me no complaints

from lisa: wtf he finishes his breakfast before my class so i can't even hear it tf I hate it here

to lisa: u have him right after my block bro at leAST you have him 

to lisa: what ab the people who don't even have him

from lisa: idk what i'd do honestly. imagine not having a literal sex god teaching you every day i pity those who dont

You’re about to type out a response when a smooth voice sounds out from behind you, "alright guys, you’re good to go. Have a good weekend!" You jump in your seat, not realizing that your teacher was helping the student right behind you for the past five minutes. 

As the rest of the class begins to pack up, you pray that he hasn’t seen you talking about your sexual fantasies less than five feet away from him. Mr. Park doesn’t say anything, so you must be in the clear, right? You’re hoping and praying that he didn’t find out, but your heart rate is already rising and you’re getting a sick feeling in your stomach. Your gut must be trying to tell you something.

Well, your gut’s telling you that the universe must not be on your side because as soon as you stand up, he says, "Ms. L/N, can you stay a bit after class? I have a few things I want to discuss with you." Cheeks flushing hot, you squeak out a "yes, sir."

When everyone has left and it’s just the two of you left in the room, Jimin pulls up a seat next to his desk. "Sit," he commands, leaning on his desk. You scramble to your feet and walk over, mind buzzing with thoughts. Oh god, what if he tells the administration department? Then you’d definitely be punished and maybe even kicked out of the school. Maybe you could make up a story? Oh, it’s ANOTHER Park Jimin, haha. Definitely NOT my teacher. Even if you did, they could go the rest of the texts between you and Lisa and you’d be screwed. And not to be petty or anything, but being kicked out would mean that you wouldn’t be able to be in Jimin’s class anymore and wouldn’t be able to see him. Oh, and the bigger problem would be that you’d also be unable to get your degree.

You start internally panicking, heart rate picking up even when your teacher rolls up his sleeves and leans down in front of you. Stop thinking about dirty things FOR ONCE, Y/N, half of you screams, while the other half of you has already started fantasizing about things which shouldn’t be thought about, especially with one of the people in the fantasies less than a couple of feet in front of you. With his hands on his thighs, the ones you’ve thought about riding far too often, he smirks.

"So, I heard you wanna try me?"

You gulp, absolutely mortified that Jimin caught you. Yes, he was attractive, and you would do practically anything to fuck him, but you didn’t expect to be humiliated into admitting it. "Um, no sir! I mean, maybe, but not in the way you think!" you ramble. Shut up, Y/N, part of you screams. You’re only digging yourself into a deeper hole.

"Yeah, sure. Because I definitely didn’t see what you were talking about with your friend. Be honest, Y/N," he says, smirking down at you. "You think about me, don't you? I'm not new to this. I see the way girls like you look at me. I know the way they talk about me when they think I can't hear. I know the way you think. Who would've thought? Little Miss L/N, all prim and proper on the outside, would be so filthy deep down?"

"Sir, I- uh. I-" you stutter out, cheeks burning furiously hot.

"You what? You're not going to try to prove your innocence now, are you? Not when you've gotten this far, hm? Getting to do what you’ve wanted after all this time?" he asks, standing up from his desk, and walking over to you, kneeling in front of you so that you were forced to hold eye contact. 

"You know, nobody else has been as daring as you, my dear," he hums softly. "Sending promiscuous texts about their teacher in the very class they're in. Rubbing their thighs together every time their teacher catches their eye." You shift in your seat, Jimin's words sparking the slightest of fires in your core. "Gazing ever so obviously at said teacher’s dick, too. Y/N, you amaze me. So, so brilliant. yet so, so naughty. You thought that nobody else would catch onto you? Unfortunately, you thought wrong."

"I'm s- sorry sir," you whisper out.

"You're just sorry that you got caught, Y/N. You'll keep doing this even after today," Jimin chuckles lowly. "Possibly even more after today," he adds on, taking note of how his words have affected you. Your pupils are dilated and your cheeks are starting to get flushed. "Such a dirty girl. I'm here trying to scold you, and here you are, getting turned on by my words. Is this why you ask so many questions, doll? To hear my voice?"

You bite your lip in a mixture of embarrassment and nervousness, nodding imperceptibly. The logical, studious side of you is thinking, oh my god, is this really happening? Am I going to fuck my teacher? I really shouldn’t be doing this. The relaxed, easygoing side of you (pretty much your horny side) is thinking, finally, it’s happening. I’m going to FINALLY be fucking Park Jimin.

"What else have you imagined about my voice, hm? How I'd whisper into your ear while pounding into you? Hear me moan as your tight cunt clenches around my dick? Tell you how good you're making me feel? Reminding you how much of a slut you are to fuck your teacher in the middle of his classroom, where anyone could walk in?" he continues, seeing you shift in your seat more. "Would you like that?" he asks.

"Y- yes Mr. Park. I- I would," you whisper. You have to consciously clench your thighs together to keep them from spreading at his words.

"Hm, I don't believe you. Try again another time, darling," he sighs, leaning back on his knees, getting ready to stand up. You don't want this, whatever it is, to be over that quickly so you make up your mind. Swallowing your pride and succumbing to the dull throb in your panties, you pout.

"But professor, I really do want you. I want you to make me feel good and I wanna make you feel good. Please," you whine out. "I wanna be thinking about you all the time because you fucked me so well in class. And when my friends talk about wanting to get in your pants, I want to be the only one who already has. Please, Mr. Park. I need you." you breathe out. At this point, the pressure in your core is rising steadily, and only intensifies when you see the way your teacher's eyes are glazed over in lust and eyebrows are furrowed. Your eyes travel down the expanse of his face to his lips, plump and pink. Oh, the number of times you've wished to kiss them, imagined them suckling on your clit. And now that Jimin knows, perhaps it's finally coming true. 

"You'd like that, hm? God, you're so dirty," Jimin mutters, inching closer to you, cautiously placing a hand on your knee. Your legs instantly part to make room for him in between and he inches forward. "Does dirty talk really turn you on that much, Y/N? I can smell you through your panties," he remarks.

"Mr. Park, please do something," you whimper. And with that, Jimin pulls you over to his desk and sits you on the edge. You spread your legs and he stands in between them. He leans his head closer to you until he's next to your ear.

"Want me to get you off with my words? You seem to like that already and I haven't even tried, doll. Or perhaps," he pauses, bunching up your skirt so that it pools at your waist. "You want me to touch you?"

You nod eagerly, chest heaving in anticipation. "I want both Mr. Park. I want you," you purr salaciously. And with that, your teacher lets out a low growl and presses his lips onto yours harshly. It’s already bruising, but you just can’t get enough of the way he tastes of caramel and coffee and how ridiculously soft his lips are, so you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in even closer. He seems a little put off by how eager you are, but once he hears you sigh in enjoyment, he melts into your eager grasp. 

His hands start sliding down your waist so that they are resting on your upper thighs, and he rubs comforting circles into them, trailing them closer and closer to your panties. He breaks off from the kiss to look down and smirks back at you before joining his lips to yours with even more fervor and you praise yourself for deciding to wear your lace thong today. You feel his tongue slide against your lips, asking for permission to enter and your mouth immediately complies. 

The feeling of his hot breath on your lips and thumbs rubbing against the juncture of your thighs has you feeling needy for more. Jimin swirls the tip of his tongue against yours, the filthy action turning you on even more. You moan into his mouth and thread your fingers through his hair, causing him to let out a low groan.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the two of you break apart. Chest heaving up and down, you take note of your teacher's face. His lips are redder and plumper than ever before. His cheeks have the faintest blush on them. His eyes, the ones that crinkle into a happy smile whenever you answer a question correctly in class, are now clouded over with deep lust.

"Get onto all fours. On the desk," Jimin commands, and you immediately comply. Now your ass is facing Jimin and you're very nearly completely exposed to him, save the thong you're wearing.

"God, you're such a slut," Jimin moans out at the sight. "Do you get dressed up like this just so you can get fucked in class? Such a short fucking skirt that I can see whatever you're wearing underneath whenever you bend over, hm? You wanted me to give in to you, doll?" When you nod weakly, he chuckles, "I don't think so."

Arching your back so your ass sticks out even more, you whine, "professor, please fuck me. I'm so fucking horny, please." Jimin cups your pussy from outside your panties and leans over you, "I don't think so, kitten. I'm the one calling the shots here." Your pussy flutters in response and Jimin slaps it lightly, chuckling. The brief stimulation has your cunt clenching around nothing.

He spreads your knees slightly and begins trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses up your thighs to the arch of your back. Feeling his breath so close to your core has you getting wetter by the minute in anticipation. He finally hovers over your back, placing a soft kiss on your shoulder, muttering, "I'm going to wreck you, Y/N", and you feel yourself clench in excitement. 

"Then do it," you whisper, and Jimin hooks his fingers around the waistband of your thong and pulls it down, so slow that it's almost painful, exposing your heat to the cool air of the classroom and causing you to shiver in response. 

You don't see it, but his eyes widen seeing the strings of your slick connecting your pussy to your panties. He takes a look at your core and his mouth starts watering. You're soaking and clenching around nothing, thighs shaking ever so slightly in anticipation.

He flattens his tongue and licks a flat stripe up your pussy, from your clit to your entrance. He pauses to suck some of your juices from it, but your cunt just keeps leaking them out. He runs his tongues through your folds over and over again until you let out a wanton moan.

Encouraged by your reaction, he hooks his arms around the side of your hips, nuzzling closer into your pussy. He laps at your cunt and purposely avoids your clit, only heightening the pressure in your core.

"Mr. Park," you whine out, pushing your hips back. "Please. More," you pant out. Suddenly, Jimin spanks your right ass cheek, rubbing his hand over the fleshy globe soothingly afterward. You let out a little yelp and turn around to catch his eyes. 

"More what?" he spits out, smiling at you evilly. "My little slut's gotta tell me what she wants. How else would I give it to her?" your mind is foggy, pleasure causing you to lose track of everything other than the man behind you. "W- want you," you garble out, "t- to play with my clit too." 

"What's the magic word, doll?" Jimin teases, breath fanning over your slit, causing your walls to clench erratically. "Please, Mr. Park," you whine, pushing your cunt closer to his face. He smirks at you, avoiding your advances. 

"Good girl," he praises before finally positioning himself just barely in front of your clit. You feel him blow cool air onto your slit, but the temperature of it is magnified even more due to how wet you are. You whine out, expressing your displeasure, and Jimin finally indulges you by taking your throbbing button between his plush lips.

"F- fuck, sir, yes! Right there, please," you squeal, back arching even more. Jimin hums, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through your body. You can feel yourself growing wetter, your entrance squeezing out more and more of your arousal down to where Jimin's lips are sucking. He momentarily pauses to flatten his tongue out, letting your juices drip onto them and slurping them up eagerly. The obscene noises behind you combined with the low thrum of student life just outside the classroom door mesh together to have you realize where exactly the two of you are doing this.

You glance at the clock, and your eyes widen. "Prof- oh my god, Pr- Professor Park," you moan out, trying to keep your focus. Jimin again hums, making you jolt in pleasure. "I- uh, there’s only ten minutes until the next block of classes start. I need t- to leave in around five." When Jimin releases from you with a pop, you can feel your slick running down your thighs and some dripping onto his desk. You feel a rush of excitement at the thought of everyone walking in during class to see the mess Jimin made of you on his desk and again squeeze around nothing.

"Well then," Jimin hums lazily, "guess you better cum within five minutes if you want to cum at all." He dives back into your heat, tongue skillfully running through your folds. He cycles between kitten licking and delivering harsh sucks to your clit and dipping his tongue into your entrance. You grind against his face in desperation to reach your release, and just when you finally feel it hurtling towards you at an alarming rate, suddenly, Jimin gets up.

He leans over you, trailing a hand up your slick-ridden thigh to cup your bare heat and mutters lowly in your ear, "time’s up." Your heart drops in frustration, and you whine out. Grinding into his palm, you beg for him to touch you once again, knowing nothing but how good he was making you feel just seconds ago. "Mr. P- Park, please. Make me cum," you cry out.

Jimin spanks your pussy, a wet echo sounding through the room. You jolt forward and your cunt leaks out even more of your arousal in response to the combination of pain and pleasure. "I said no," he hisses, "you couldn't cum in time, you don't deserve to cum." 

"God, look at you, you're a mess. Bent over and spread out so desperately for me. You taste so sweet, doll. So responsive, too," Jimin murmurs, lazily rubbing your slit. He's, once again, avoiding your clit and driving you insane. Your sensitive nub is now swollen and throbbing with need, slick with your arousal. 

"Has anyone touched you as well as I do, Y/N?" he asks. When you shake your head, he slaps your cunt again, another wet sound echoing through the room. "Words, baby girl," he goads, fingers dancing through your folds. 

"N- no, sir. they can’t make me feel half as good as you did. I’ve al- I’ve always been thinking about having you touch m- my cunt and making me cum really hard. and I- shit I’m so needy sir, I wanna cum," you garble out, tears pricking the corner of your eyes. You feel Jimin’s hand leave your pussy, exposing your soaked heat to the cool air of the room. Slowly, he pulls your thong up your thighs and the light touches make you clench in desperation and whine out.

He marvels at the sight of you so fucked out in front of him. The way his top student was falling apart at the slightest touches he gave you. And the words you said. God, to have you say such filthy things in comparison to your gentle demeanor, all because of him, it really did something to him.

Jimin finishes clothing you and presses a kiss to the top of your ass and walks across the room to get some tissues to clean up the mess you made. Still perched on the desk, you watch him needily, thighs rubbing together to relieve some of the pressure from being denied your orgasm. "So I really don’t get to cum?" You ask meekly, holding back a sob. "I need to cum, Mr. Park."

He chuckles, "there’s a difference between need and want, doll. You want to cum, you don't need to cum. But what you do need," he returns to you, leaning down so that his face is right in front of yours, "is to get to your next class." Your face, once eagerly lit up in anticipation, has now fallen in disappointment.

Rolling your eyes, you huff out a "fine" and get off his desk, feeling your arousal make your thighs stick together. Your panties are uncomfortably damp and you’re so wet you can even smell yourself. "Can you make me cum later?" you question Jimin, sliding closer to him and playing with his tie, praying that he’ll be the one to make you release instead of having to do it yourself when you get home.

"If you play nice I might. If not, then… we’ll see," he hums, handing you a tissue to clean yourself up while heading to wipe down his desk. "I have a lunch meeting in the second half of the lunch block, so if you really need me, I’ll be here before then." 

You grin and nod in excitement. "Cool! so I’ll-" you begin before the first students from the next class start filing in, making you jump. "The door wasn’t locked?" you whisper frantically to him. "We could have been caught, Jimin! Are you crazy?!"

He smirks at you, "didn’t you say you wanted it that way? Where anyone could walk in? I only did what you asked, doll." You’re left speechless as he continues. "Anyways, you should be in your next class pretty soon. I’ll write a note to your professor just in case you’re late. But get going, yeah? I’ll see you in time for our meeting." He hands you a slip of paper and straightens up, tossing the dirty tissues into the trash can in the corner of the room. 

"Okay class, we’re going to get started soon. I presume you all did the reading, so just prepare for the discussion we’re going to be having about it when the bell rings," he calls out to the class. Turning to face you, he questions quietly with genuine concern, "you okay? Did I push you too much for our first time?" 

Your mind swirls with thoughts. Our first time. The words fill you with giddy excitement. It’s just the two of you that know about this, the dirty things you were doing just minutes ago, very nearly getting caught. Knowing that this won’t be the only moment you guys are doing this, fills you with excitement.

"On the contrary, actually," you tease your teacher with a smile. "It was really nice honestly, but perhaps, you didn’t do enough." You bite your lip at the way Jimin's eyes darken and he looks away. "Get to class, Ms. L/N. The bell will ring any minute," he says lowly, jaw slightly clenched. Your core throbs at the sight and you head towards the door. 

"Goodbye, Mr. Park. Thank you!" you call out, catching sight of Lisa, who raises her eyebrows at you teasingly and mouths text me. Blushing, you nod at her before leaving the room to go to your next class.

Being "one of the smartest students on campus" comes with its perks. Like right now, for example. You always (somehow) come to class overprepared, so when your next teacher gives you a day to work on your project (which you've already finished), you head to the back of the room to text Lisa in private. 

from lisa: dude wtf was that you were literally talking to Mr. Park outside of ur class time with him

from lisa: omg wait don't tell me you fucked him

from lisa: did you

to lisa: NO I DID NOT OMG I wish tho lmao

to lisa: I was asking him for help on the paper he's assigning us and to proofread it and stuff before I submit it

from lisa: omg I forgot he assigned us that shit

to lisa: dude lmao its due in a week or so you have plenty of time

from lisa: ugh literally he's such a hottie why does he have to be so into teaching

to lisa: sis commitment to something is hot

from lisa: omg ur right wait a sec tho

from lisa: dude

from lisa: omg

from lisa: he definitely has a boner

Knowing that you were likely the cause of it, you shift in your seat cockily, smiling slyly to yourself while looking down.

to lisa: whAT

to lisa: wait how big is it

from lisa: ok I dont think he’s fully hard yet he's like semi hard but barely 

from lisa: LMFAO Y/N don't worry I think he’s packing seems kinda thick too

Taking in a deep breath, you look up at the ceiling. You imagine him slowly sinking into you and making you whimper at his size. Him seeing your face and growling, "if you’re really a good girl, you should be able to take it." You cross your legs tightly and rock up and down in a lame attempt to diminish the rising pressure between your thighs and look back down at your phone.

to lisa: pls thats so hot

from lisa: IKR I want him to r a i l me

to lisa: or eat me out… have you sEEN those lips of his wtf

from lisa: on god do not get me started

to lisa: pls i bet he’d be the type to tease you

Oh Lisa, if only you knew the truth behind those words.

from lisa: YES hes lowkey cocky bc he knows like the entire fucking population simps for him

from lisa: he’s def gonna make you beg to cum

to lisa: pls thats hot do not get me riled up in class istg

from lisa: too late i've already started babe ;)

You continue texting Lisa throughout the entirety of your class. Finally, you look at the clock and seeing that there are only a few more minutes till the class ends, you wrap up your conversation with her.

to lisa: hey btw i’m gonna be coming to lunch late… save me a seat at our regular spot?

from lisa: when ur best friend is a teachers pet :(( fiNE I guess I will

to lisa: love u!! xx

from lisa: love you too nerd xoxo

The bell finally rings, signaling the start of the lunch break and you immediately stand up and walk out the door, bidding your teacher goodbye and thanks.

Running into the bathroom, you do a quick check of your appearance. You tug up your skirt a bit higher and tuck in your shirt so that your outfit accentuates your curves. You glance at your face and notice how abnormally large your pupils are in comparison to most days. Jimin has completely ruined you today, just like he said he would. I'm going to wreck you, Y/N. His words echo in your ears as you make your way out to his classroom. Trying to ignore how uncomfortably wet your panties are, you knock on the door to his room. 

You hear a smooth voice answer with a, "come in," and take a deep breath before opening the door to see Jimin sitting behind his desk, leaning back in his chair with his arms behind his head. He scans you up and down, eyes taking in every inch of your figure. "Nice outfit alterations," he notes, patting his laps as a hint for you to sit on it. You quickly lock the door and make your way to him, placing one leg on each side of him so that you’re now straddling his thighs. "Is this all for me?" he asks and you tuck your head down, suddenly shy now that all his attention is on you again. 

"Mhm, depends on whether you like it or not" you smile timidly, hands reaching out to play with his tie again. He laughs. "Princess, I’m conflicted. You do look very nice, all dolled up for me like this. It’d be a shame if I were to ruin your efforts. But on the other hand," he remarks, "you’ve very nearly crossed the line for indecent exposure. What if another teacher caught you like this? you would get in trouble, hm? And what if it were a student to see you like this? What would they think of you then?" He questions, causing your cheeks to burn at his words.

"They would think I- that I’m a whore. I- and that I dress up like this just so I can pass my classes," you whisper out, biting your lips in a combination of excitement and humiliation. You can feel yourself start to throb again and you start to rut against Jimin’s thighs. He shifts you over so that you are sitting on only one and slightly bounces his leg. The stimulation to your neglected cunt sends a shock running through your body and you squeeze your thighs around his.

"Look at you, so fucking desperate to cum. You think that you aren’t a little whore already, so needy for me this quickly, hm? Do you really think you deserve to cum?" He hums, admiring the way you’re worked up. He pushes up your skirt and slaps your thigh just underneath your ass. You shift away as a reaction, causing your clit to get the stimulation it finally deserved. The way your underwear rubs against your neglected bundle of nerves causes you to let out a groan and drop your head to Jimin's shoulder. He spanks you this time, making you yelp. "I asked you a question, doll."

"Mmhm, yeah," you whine out, "I deserve t- to cum, sir." At this point, your hips are moving on their own accord, shifting back and forth desperately against Jimin's thigh. He grabs your waist tightly, holding you still. "Look at me," he commands, bouncing his thigh. You mewl into his shoulder, the change in motion making you lose focus. He spanks you again, the sound echoing around the room. "Listen to directions, sweetheart. Or else you’ll get punished," he warns.

You lift your head to look at Jimin, faces just inches apart. His eyes scan over your face, lingering on your lips. Slowly, you lean towards him, closing the distance between you two. He gives into your eager kiss and you glide your hands up his firm chest to run your fingers through his hair. He starts bouncing you on his thigh and you groan into his mouth. Breaking apart panting, you place your forehead against Jimin’s, moving your hips back and forth harder to increase the pressure going to your clit.

"God, Y/N, you’re so wet," Jimin pants while looking down at the way your clothed pussy drags over his thigh. "I can feel you soaking through my slacks," he says, shifting you over. just like he said, there is now a wet spot on his thigh from where you just were. Thankfully, it’s barely noticeable, but if you focus enough, you can see it.

"What are you going to do about it, hm? I have classes to teach, meetings to attend. Do you want people to see the mess you made all over me?" He hisses, spanking you to elicit an answer. "N- no, sir. I’m s- sorry," you whisper out, eyes clenched, still rutting against him. You feel your orgasm bubbling up as every second passes.

"I don't think you're sorry, doll. Look at you making a mess all over me through your panties. You're absolutely soaked, so fucking desperate to cum," he tuts, clenching his thigh muscles purposely. You gasp and shove your head into the crook of Jimin's neck, letting out a low groan.

"Mr. Park, I'm so wet because of you. I- god, I wanna cum. please. I'm so close," you mewl into him, legs starting to tighten around his thigh.

You shut your eyes, feeling your impending orgasm build up. Right when you're about to let go, Jimin holds your hips in place tightly, preventing you from moving. Squeaking out, you make an attempt to shift your pussy over his thighs. It's no use because you can feel it start to drift away slowly and you look at him in need. Tears stinging the corners of your eyes, you plead, "S- sir I need you to touch me again. Please."

"Well, since you asked so nicely," Jimin smiles cockily, lifting you onto his desk and spreading your legs after stripping you of your panties. You lean back so that you face the ceiling. Your eyes roll back once you feel him take your clit into his mouth. You moan and arch your back off of the desk, thighs involuntarily clenching around his head. 

"God, Mr. Park, yes! O- oh, fuck, please," you blabber out incoherently, your mind hazy and overwhelmed with pleasure. "More," you whimper out without thinking.

Jimin disconnects from your heat to look up at you, murmuring, "Greedy little slut wants it all, huh? Won't even ask nicely for it. Tell me what you want, Y/N. Beg for it, and I might just give it to you."

"God, I- I want it all, professor," you call out, wiggling your hips in search of stimulation that never comes. "Want you to stuff me with your f- fingers and lick my p- pussy and make me cum. Want you to fuck me r- raw with your fat cock from behind and sp- and spank me. Want you to ma- make me cry from cumming so hard just as much as you have from not letting me cum. A- and I want you to leave hi- hickies on my thighs so that if I bend over, p- people are gonna know how much of a cockslut I am, just for you."

"Yeah? Well, I can tell you this," Jimin says, fingers dancing up your thigh closer to your sick-ridden core. "You are a cockslut. So fucking dirty. Most people come to class to learn but it seems that you come here to get off." He inserts a finger into you and your walls immediately clamp down on it. He moves the digit in and out of you smoothly, your arousal allowing the smoothest of motions. "You like that, baby? Finally having something in that tight cunt of yours?" You nod at his question, adding on "want more, sir."

"Not enough? Greedy little bitch. look at you, so needy. What are you gonna do when I have my cock out, hm?" He shoves a second finger into you and starts curling them into your heat. You arch your back to the ceiling and he hovers over you. For a moment, there’s nothing but the squelch of his fingers in your wet pussy and your panting as he stares into your eyes. Jimin's eyebrows are furrowed and he’s biting his lip - he’s focusing on something.

That "something" becomes apparent when, all of a sudden, you nearly sit upright and let out a loud moan of pleasure, "Fuck, Mr. Park! right there." His fingers continue rubbing that special spot inside you repeatedly and your legs start shaking ever so slightly. You look back at him to see a smug smile on his face. "I found it," he chuckles as you writhe underneath him. He leans down to kiss you, lips melding together.

He keeps fingering you, bringing his thumb up to ghost over your clit ever so slightly to provide enough pleasure to bring you close to your orgasm but just not enough to make you cum. You whine against his lips and he breaks the kiss, asking "you want to cum, doll?" to which you weakly nod. "Then fuck yourself on my fingers. Show me how much of a little slut you are for me. How you’re a cocksleeve for me, so wet and needy as soon as I touch you, so ready for me to fuck you." He stills his digits inside of you and you buck your hips on them, rolling your pelvis repeatedly in an attempt to get to your orgasm. You reach down to provide some stimulation to your clit, but he smacks it away.

"Jim- professor, it’s not enough. I- I need more, please." Tears start welling up in your eyes at the thought of not cumming for the third time. Jimin kisses your temple, the gentle action reminding you that he’s not going to do something you can’t handle. "Please, Mr. Park. I wanna cum," you whine out, hips jerking back and forth in a pathetic attempt to chase after your high.

"Show me then, Y/N. how much you want it. A good girl can show me that she wants it bad enough and will make herself come on my fingers alone. She’s not greedy. She doesn’t need to touch herself too. She just needs my fingers to cum. I know you can be a good girl,  Y/N," he goads. "Can you show me what the pretty little face of yours looks like when you cum? I bet you’ll look so beautiful, even more than you are right now, all fucked out for me."

"Hhngh, sir I- I’m trying," you pant out. "It’s just not enough. I promise I'm a good girl, I swear. Please let me cum. Oh god, I wanna cum." At this point, you’re nearly crying. You haven't ever been edged like this and are desperate for release.

Jimin sees this and purposefully retracts his hand from your cunt covered in your honeyed juices, glistening in the lights of his classroom. "Professor Park, please," you choke out weakly, chest constricting in disappointment. With a soft smile, he brings his fingers up to his mouth and cleans them off, savoring the flavor of you. 

"Be a good girl for the rest of the day and then I’ll let you cum, baby," he hums. "You promise?" you plead, holding onto his arm desperately. 

"I promise, Y/N," he kisses you gently and you taste the remnants of yourself on his tongue, the filthy action causing your clit to throb even more. Combined with the way your cunt is still clenched tight in preparation for an orgasm that won’t come soon, you can definitely say that you can't wait for the school day to come to an end.

"Go to lunch, doll. I have a meeting soon. Don’t think of me too much, hm? Gotta keep those straight A’s the way they are," Jimin teases, pulling down your skirt slowly, fingers just grazing your thighs. He grabs your panties. "Oh, and I think I'll keep these for now," he says cheekily, putting them in his pocket. "They didn’t seem to be doing their job when you were riding my thigh."

You watch him in shock, cheeks flushing red hot. "I- okay. uh, I’m going to lunch now, Jimin. Have a good lunch and meeting, I guess?" you say awkwardly, shuffling to the door with him, tugging your skirt down. 

"Jimin? We’re on a first-name basis already, Y/N? Don’t let anybody hear you call me that in class, baby," he winks, holding the door open and you nod, preoccupied with the little "situation" your skirt just barely hides. You can feel yourself still leaking down your inner thighs, and pray that nobody’s going to notice when you walk into the dining hall.

"Ugh! Bitch, what took you so long?" Lisa exclaims when you sit down next to her with your lunch. You pout. "I wasn't even gone for that long."

"Ha! That long, my ass. You were gone for more than half of the break! I had to tell Jaebum and his cronies to fuck off on my own! I’m not as intimidating when you’re not around, though, so I don’t think it worked. They’ll probably come over again soon." Lisa rolls her eyes. You snort, "One of them probably likes you, that’s why they keep bothering you."

"They just like any female and will take what they can get," Lisa mutters, "but anyway! How was your meeting with Mr. Park? Did you solve his boner problem?" she wiggles her eyebrows.

You clear your throat. "No, Lisa I did not. I'm obviously above that," you say in a sarcastic tone. "I simply offered to," you tease. Lisa squeals and slaps your arm in response. "But for real though," she says. "Anyone that gets to hook up with mister Park Jimin automatically wins at life," and you hum in agreement.

You scan at the dining hall around you and catch the eye of Jaebum sitting with his friend group. He winks at you and you roll your eyes and stand up, "come on Lisa, let’s go. Those assholes are going to come over any second if we stay here any longer." You drag her to your guys’ next class.

The bell rings and the two of you burst out of the classroom. Thank god that’s over. Only one more class left, you think to yourself, gripping your books tighter to your chest in excitement.

"Jesus fuck, since when were you this eager to get to the last class of the day, Y/N? I thought you loved staying in school for as long as possible," Lisa huffs out. You steer her into the direction of your locker, right across from Jimin’s classroom. 

"I'm picking up my books, you dummy. Be grateful I paid for this locker because otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to put your books here." You put in the code and exchange your books while Lisa checks herself in the magnetic mirror attached to the door. you have to be careful when bending over because otherwise you’ll flash the entire school, so you do a weird sit-squat thing. "Geeking out over lockers? You act as if you’re still in high school, Y/N," Lisa teases. "Only during the school day," you wink up at her.

Lisa spots someone through the reflection of the mirror and groans out. "Incoming," she warns, rolling her eyes and turning around. "Wha-" you begin when you get cut off by a smooth voice behind you.

"Damn, L/N. didn’t know you wore skirts this short on campus. Looks good on you," the guy winks. "But it would look even better on my bedroom floor." You hold back a gag and turn to Lisa, raising your eyebrows in exasperation. 

"Wow, I see the originality," Lisa says in the most sickeningly sweet voice. "What do you want, Jaebum?" He chuckles and places an arm over your head, leaning over you. "Well, I’m having a party tonight, and it would be amazing if you two little ladies could attend. Be mine and Jackson’s plus one?" he says. You’re about to say no when he leans in closer to you, inches away from your face, "plus you can get the high-quality drinks for free, not the cheap booze we leave out for the randos who show up."

"You’re probably gonna drug them or something. No thanks, dickwad." you huff out after a second’s hesitation, pushing him away, ready to go to your next class. "Nah, baby. I may be a fuckboy but at least I've got morals. Whaddya say? You get me off, I get you off? Maybe make you cum so many times it starts hurting? You look like you haven’t been able to get an orgasm in a while, you’re so uptight, L/N," Jaebum smirks. 

"You fuckin-" you start to hiss out but you’re shut off again. This time it’s by someone different. Jimin. "Mr. Lim, I don’t think it’s necessarily appropriate to discuss your sexual endeavors while in an academic setting. I’ll be letting you off with a warning for now." He turns to you, eyes flitting across your DIY skimpy outfit. You feel your cunt leak more of your honeyed juices under his piercing gaze and clamp your thighs together to keep them from dripping down your thighs. "And Ms. L/N, I expected better from you. You’re not typically one to do these things in a school environment. Get to class, the two of you," he says, turning back to his classroom.

"Oh," he adds, "and Y/N. fix your outfit. I would hate to see you get dress coded by a teacher who isn’t as lenient." You, Lisa, and Jaebum stare at his back in shock as he heads inside his classroom. 

"Well, uh, that just happened," Lisa states, turning to you. "Ready to go?" you nod numbly, mind swirling with embarrassment and excitement as you tug down your skirt. The two of you walk to the last class of the day while Jaebum calls out, "my place after 11, L/N! I’ll be waiting!", making you wince. Great, now a bunch of people are gonna think you’re hooking up with him.

The last bell of the day finally rings, and you head to your locker after bidding Lisa goodbye. You put your books in your locker and head to the bathroom to fix your clothes. You decide to tease Jimin even more by adjusting your skirt so that it ends just at the bottom of your ass. It’s a terribly risky decision; if you walk too fast, you risk flashing everyone. You’ve tried to wipe the slick off the juncture of your thighs, but it keeps getting replaced with more of your arousal.

You speed walk down the halls and fling open the door to see that Jimin isn’t in his classroom - or so you think. Once you take a few steps into the room, you hear the door shut behind you and lock. Jimin looks at you up and down. "You didn’t fix your outfit, Ms. L/N. Looks like I’ll have to dress code you for indecent exposure then," he hums, heading to his desk to take out a slip of paper.

"Wait Jimin, what? I thought we were- um. You know, going to-" you splutter out, realizing he was actually serious. You can’t have this on your academic record! What would your parents think?

"Going to what? Fuck? Seems like you already have someone else for that, Y/N," he shakes his head, grabbing a pen. You reach forward quickly to stop him, hand, gripping his forearm in desperation. 

"No Mr. Park, I- I never told Jaebum yes. I just-" you try to explain, but Jimin cuts you off. "You what?" he asks bitingly, taking you by surprise. "Did you think that you could just come back and hop on my dick after nearly making out with another guy? God, you really are a slut, aren’t you?"

You rub your thighs together, trying to relieve some of the steadily mounting pressure in your core at Jimin’s words. "Look at you, I told you to fix your outfit and you fucking pulled up your skirt. You pulled it up. You don’t listen to me, talk to your friends about how much you want me to rail you, and yet let other guys make plans to hook up with you. And you expect me to let you cum after all of that?" he continues, noticing the effect he has on you. "You really think I should let you cum, Y/N? I'll tell you what I think. I think I should leave you like this, dripping and needy for me. So ready to get fucked by me but not being able to."

Your eyes widen, "no, please professor, no!" 

"Should I jack off in front of you and not let you touch me? Maybe then would you learn your lesson? Or maybe I should spank your ass till it’s blue you’re unable to sit. Would that work, hm? What if I just send you back to the dorms? You could ask Jaebum to touch you, even if he can’t make you half the mess I can," he continues, pushing you onto his desk. He grabs your jaw and tilts your head up, forcing you to look at him, humiliated, with tears in your eyes.

"Aw," he pouts sarcastically, "is the baby crying? Because I didn’t let her cum? Well, princess, you knew what you were getting yourself into. Little cocksluts like you don’t deserve to cum so easily."

"P- professor, please. You can punish me. Teach me a lesson. B- but just please let me cum." You whimper out, attempting to cross your legs together to assuage your aching clit, but Jimin stops you by holding your knee with his other hand.

He slowly trails his hands up your bare thigh, admiring the way your soft skin seems to get chills at his touch. He pushes you back onto the desk and you prop yourself up your elbows to look at him. "Are you a cockslut, Y/N?" he asks, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his trousers. 

"Y- yes Mr. Park. I- I’m nothing but a hole for you to fuck," you whimper meekly as he pushes up your skirt. He pushes apart your thighs and tugs you to the edge of the desk. "Damn right you are. Nothing but a little whore that I can use to get off. I’m going to fuck you here in school like you’ve never been fucked before. And this dick you’ve been thinking about all this time, it’s going to finally be in you, and I better not hear any complaints," Jimin growls, pumping his length in his hand. "No sir," you whimper out.

"You on the pill?" he asks, to which you reply with a yes. He teases your slit with the pink head of his cock and your entrance flutters at the touch. "But on another note, tell me if you want to stop. I don’t want to push you too much."

You smile, "Jimin, you’re being too kind. I promise I'll tell you. But I did say before perhaps you weren’t doing enough. Mr. Park, I want you to ruin me," you bite your lips, mimicking his words from earlier in the day. He cocks his head in amusement. 

"Don’t worry princess, that’s exactly what I’ll be doing." Without warning, he thrusts forward into your heart, barely giving you time to adjust to his size. The girth of his cock stretches open your cunt with painful pleasure. Once he’s sheathed inside you, you can feel him very near your cervix. 

You let out a shaky breath but it’s cut off as he continues thrusting in and out of you, wet slaps echoing through the room. "M- Mr. Park-" you moan incoherently. 

"Fucking take it, Y/N. You wanted me to ruin you? Well here I am doing it; be fucking grateful." he rolls his hips into yours, hands gripping your sides harshly.

"Th- thank you Mr. Park, s- so much," you nearly sob out, almost crying at the relief of being fucked. You’re so turned on that your walls are clenching around Jimin’s dick so hard that he grips your jaw harshly. Gritting his teeth, he spits, "loosen up, babe. You’re so fuckin’ tight." You whine and try to relax but the stimulation Jimin’s providing has your eyes rolling back instead.

He snakes a hand down to your stomach and under your skirt, circling your throbbing clit. Your pussy flutters at the stimulation and you bite your lip harshly. He changes his angle slightly, causing your thighs to start shaking. His precum and your honeyed juices drip out your sopping cunt, the sound of wet slaps echoing around the room.

"Mmmmh," you moan out softly, back arching slightly. You can feel Jimin hitting your g-spot with impeccable accuracy each time. Doubled with the way his thumb is rubbing circles on your sensitive clit, you feel yourself reaching your orgasm. You try to suppress the giveaway signs of your impending release, knowing that Jimin, in order to "teach you a lesson" of sorts, is likely to take it away from you, so you attempt to just breathe out, "Jimin, fuck, it feels so good."

"Yeah, you like that, baby?" he thrusts into you deeper and harder and you bite your upper lip to stop your moans from slipping out. "Come on Y/N, let me hear those pretty little moans. Let everyone else know how well I'm fucking you, how good I make you feel," Jimin urges.

As soon as he utters those words, you give in, letting high pitched whimpers spill from your lips. Your pussy lets out filthy squelching noises at each of his thrusts, your wetness dripping down your ass and onto the desk. You feel your walls tightening around his cock and try to fight it off, but Jimin can already tell of your impending orgasm. He pulls out of you, leaving your warm and soaked cunt open to the air.

"Fuck," you exclaim in frustration, bringing your hands up to cover your face so Jimin doesn’t see your face, tears starting to spill down your face. It’s frustrating you so much that he won’t let you cum. That he enjoys seeing you whimpering and teary-eyed for him. Your thighs haven’t stopped shaking and Jimin parts them after you close them. He pulls down your arms and smiles evilly. 

"Well, what do we have here," he exclaims, "looks like the baby finally did start crying. Come on, Y/N, I thought you had it in you. But look at how you’re spread out on this desk for me, such a fucking mess. I bet you like it, huh? Dirtying up my desk with that cunt of yours."

"I need to cum, Mr. Park," you choke out, trying to gather your thoughts. "I need to cum now." your teacher’s eyes narrow and he grips your thighs harshly. "What did you say to me?" he asks, a tone laced with dangerous amusement. 

"You heard me. I-," you hesitate for a moment, but decide you’ve already put yourself through enough teasing today. You muster up your courage before saying, "I want you to make me cum now." 

There’s a moment’s silence before you add on shamelessly, "o- or if it’s too much to ask of you, I- I’ll just find someone else to help me do it. Maybe Jaebum? He promised a good time a- and said he would let me cum as many times as I want."

Jimin grabs you by the chin and pulls you up. "You’re such a fucking brat, Y/N." Shifting his hand so it’s gripping your throat, he mutters, "you don’t fucking learn, do you? I thought you were smart, hm? But has the need for sex made you lose your sense? Made you turn into a dumb little bitch, ready to bend over for anyone because you’re so horny? And here I was thinking you were better than that. That you had standards. Perhaps I was wrong, hm? Would you like to tell me?"

You try to look down, away from his piercing glare, but he turns your chin to look back at him. Humiliation courses through your veins as Jimin’s gaze wanders down your body scathingly. "Look at you," he coos sarcastically. "Y/N, baby, you’re such a fucking mess. Pathetic." Suddenly, he lifts you off the desk and bends you over it, cheek pressing the top and ass exposed over the edge to him. You whimper at the feeling of your shirt being stickied from your arousal left on the table from just a few minutes ago. You try moving away from it, but Jimin holds you in place. 

"Are you afraid that everyone else is going to see the mess on your shirt, Y/N? Is that why you’re trying to move?" he hovers over you from behind. "Or perhaps," he continues, hot breath tickling over the shell of your ear, "you want to continue being a brat. Make me punish you until you’re begging for me to make it stop."

He spanks you, the sound echoing across the room before you register the sting of his action. You clench involuntarily and let out the slightest of whimpers. "Fucking hell, are you this turned on? Making noises even if I don’t touch your filthy little pussy?" he asks, smacking your behind again. You bite down on your lip to avoid giving him the answer he already knows.

"Count for me. Be good and maybe I’ll finally let you cum." he commands, spanking your right ass cheek again. "O- one!" you groan. He spanks your left side, the stinging sensation causing you to leak more arousal. "Louder, Y/N. Let me hear you," he hisses, hand in your hair, and pulls you up slightly. "T- two," you stammer. another slap echoes across the room. "Three! God Mr. Park, please." At this point, you’re not even sure what you’re begging for; your mind is numb with lust.

"T- twenty! Agh, fuck, please," you squirm under Jimins grasp. The throbbing of your clit has increased tenfold, and you can practically feel the shaking of your thighs through the desk. 

Jimin slips his hand between your legs, feeling the soft flesh of your inner thighs slicked with your juices. "You’re fucking dripping, Y/N. Look at you. Did getting punished turn you on this much, doll?" He swipes up your slit, teasing your fluttering hole. You scrunch your eyes in displeasure and try to back up into him, only to be stopped by a harsh smack onto your already throbbing cunt. You yelp and flop back on the desk, cheek pressing the surface.

You feel him rubbing his dick against your folds and sigh in relief. Suddenly, Jimin slams into you from behind with no warning causing you to let out a harsh groan. "Ah, professor!" you exclaim, balling your fists in pleasure at finally being stimulated. His cock seems even bigger from this angle, and your entrance stings delectably at the way he splits you open.

"You feel how tight your pussy is, princess? How tight it is for me? Nobody else makes you feel this needy. Nobody," Jimin mutters in your ear after pulling you up. He pulls your head back by your hair, exposing your neck, which he plants wet kisses on. He reaches down in front of you, tracing an achingly slow path from your stomach to your slit with his fingers. You’re reaching your orgasm at an embarrassingly fast rate due to all of the edging you’re been through, so when Jimin finally brushes over your clit, it’s no surprise that your walls tighten even more instantaneously.

"Ji- ‘m gonna cum," you moan wantonly. "Yeah? Is my little slut finally going to cum?" He hisses out at the way you tighten around him. You nod desperately, gripping his arm rubbing figure eights over your sensitive bud. 

"Oh god, Jimin, I feel it coming. Please please please let me cum. I'm being good for you, Mr. Park, please let me cum," you sob out incoherently as Jimin continues railing you from behind. You feel the ridges of his cock brushing your walls and shudder at his ministrations.

"Let go, princess, I got you. Cum for me. Tell me how good I’m making you feel," Jimin snarls, snapping his hips into yours, eager to get you to finally melt in his arms. You feel your orgasm crashing over you and you clamp down on his dick, legs shaking in relief. Jimin's grip on your hair tightens as he feels you pulsing around him, getting impossibly tight. Nevertheless, he continues thrusting into you. 

You mewl, trying to shift away from Jimin's hold as his fingers return to your clit, rubbing figure eights into them, "J- too m- much," you whimper out, straining against his arms.

"Yeah?" his smooth voice asks, "but I thought you wanted to cum, princess? Didn't you? I need to cum, Mr. Park. I need to cum now." He mocks you. “Well, that's what I'm doing doll. I'm. Making. You. Cum," he emphasizes each word with a harsh thrust, jolting you forward.

You're being reduced to a mess, tears streaming down your face and slick dripping down your thighs. You can feel your gummy walls tightening more and more on their own accord, without even trying. Without even realizing it, you've changed from trying to move away from Jimin's fingers to grinding down on his dick.

Jimin, however, notices this. "God, you're such a slut, Y/N. Weren't you just asking me to stop?" He raises your left leg onto the desk, allowing him to have more access to your folds. He slaps your clit when you don’t give a response and you yelp, clenching down on his dick. He slaps you a couple more times, and your cunt drips even more, making your thighs sticky with your honeyed juices. You can feel yourself nearing your orgasm once again from his motions.  

Suddenly, Jimin pushes you back on his desk and begins hammering into you from behind. "You're going to cum again, aren't you? Filthy little girl, didn't you just cum? Are you really that needy for some dick?" You try to hold back a whimper from his words but it slips from your lips. "You're really a whore, aren't you, baby?" 

In response, Jimin spanks you, and you yelp. "Keep doing that," he hisses when you clench down on his dick. "You like being punished, don't you?" You nod meekly in response. He smacks your already reddened ass again and you hiss at the stinging sensation. Paired with the pleasure his cock is giving you, thrusting so deep into you, you can feel yourself practically getting high off the feeling.

Jimin feels you cumming before you realize it yourself. His hips nearly stutter at the way your walls have clenched around his dick. He opts to rut his hips into yours, no longer being able to thrust in and out due to how tight you are. He reaches under your body to rub tight circles on your throbbing clit and you start cumming again, clenching erratically around his dick. "You cumming, Y/N? Be a good girl and let go for me. Get this fat cock all wet," he commands. You ball up your fists and dig your nails into your palms, pleasure coursing through your veins. Riding the course of your high, you wish for nothing more but to be in the moment. 

When you come down from your orgasm, Jimin finally pulls his hard dick out of you. You feel his precum and your cum drip down your thighs. Whining, you rub them together to get rid of the feeling but it only serves to make you stickier. Jimin parts your thighs and runs a hand up them to cup your pussy, pausing to feel your cunt still clenching from the aftershocks of your orgasm. He smacks your abused heat, jolting you forwards and causing you to grit your teeth in overstimulation. 

He flips you over, spreading your legs open. He leans over you, rubbing the tip of his dick over your swollen and throbbing clit, making you shiver. "Prof- professor, I can’t-" you begin but are interrupted my Jimin quickly shoving into you. Gasping, you clench down onto his dick, eyes rolling back into your head.

"You can, Y/N, and you fucking will," he grunts harshly, snapping his hips into yours. You grasp at his arm after feeling him in you deeper than before. The head of his cock nearly kisses your cervix and his impossibly hard dick stretches your tight cunt open even more, making you wince at the pleasurable pain.

"I- oh god, I really can’t. It feels-" you choke out through your tears. "It feels too- oh!" your head rolls back as Jimin hooks your legs over his shoulders, creating a new angle of penetration. He rubs your clit ever so slightly, the abused bundle of nerves pulsing under his touch. "It feels too what?" he hisses, rolling his hips upward so that his tip just barely grazes your g-spot. Too good, you want to say, but pleasure is clouding your mind and you can’t get the words out.

"That’s it, baby," he hums, "taking my fat cock so well even though you’re so- shit, you’re so fucking tight. Are you gonna cum again, hm? Cream all over my dick and make another mess?" you’re being reduced to a blathering mess, Jimin’s name rolling off the tip of your tongue. "Yeah? Can’t even hold it back a little? Even though I let you cum so many times, you still want more? Greedy little bitch," he spits at you.

When you clench down at his words, he starts pistoning his hips into yours, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass echoing around the room. His cock seems to be splitting you open even more, and you can feel every pulse of his dick on your walls. "Fuck, Y/N. I’m going to cum," he groans.

"I- I’m close too, Mr. Park. It- fuck, it feels really good," you breathe out as Jimin leans down over you. He slows his hips down, opting to roll his hips smoothly and brushing over your g-spot with painful accuracy. Hovering over you, his stare bores into yours, eyes flitting down to your lips, reddened and swollen from you biting them. You whimper and tilt your chin up towards him and he leans his head down to yours.

He lets his lips ghost over yours, warm breath brushing over your lips as his hips grind into yours. "P- please," you beg, and Jimin finally relents and melds his lips to yours, bringing the two of you into a searing kiss, groaning as you near each of your highs. You break the kiss to gasp out, "I’m c- cumming again Mr. Park."

"Yeah?" he breathes surprisedly, "your little pussy’s that sensitive that you’re gonna- fuck, you’re cumming already? So quickly?" he leans down as your orgasm washes over you, this one hitting you slowly and harshly. You arch your back into Jimin’s chest, hands gripping at the collar of his shirt. His thumb continues to gently rub over your clit, causing you to roll your eyes back into your head at the overstimulation. You start shaking underneath him, squirming to get away from the overload of senses, but he holds you in place as you ride your high for what seems to be like an eternity.

"That's a good girl," he soothes as you continue to writhe underneath him. "Look at you, stuffed so full of my cock it’s making you cry. Does that feel good, darling?" you nod, sobbing. When your orgasm starts to fade away, spots of white dotting your vision, he still doesn’t stop thrusting into you. 

You bite your lip, and seeing that he’s close, you whisper, "M- Mr. Park, I want you t- to cum too. I- in me." His hips stutter at your words. "Shit, yeah? You’d let me do that?" 

You nod, "want you to fill me up w- with your cum and s- stuff me so full of it that it’s gonna be in me for days. And I wanna fe- fuck, I wanna feel you in me even when I’m alone, professor." At your words, Jimin lets out a slightly animalistic growl and leans in. "You’d like that, huh?" he asks. "Me fucking you so well till you can’t think straight? Putting my cum in you so that when you walk out of here, it’s dripping down your pretty little thighs, making you look like the filthy little slut you really are? You think you deserve that?"

"Please, sir, I really want it," you beg, "please." With that, Jimin attaches his lips onto yours again, grinding his hips into yours even deeper as he finally orgasms. He doesn’t stutter his hips as he continues his ministrations, even though he can feel your walls desperately squeezing around him, milking his cock of its seed. You feel the thick ropes of his warm cum painting your inner walls every second. Each time he pulls out slightly, a bit of it leaks out of your cunt, dripping down your ass onto his desk. He continues fucking his cum into you until he’s satisfied with the way you’re shivering under him.

For a moment, all is still, nothing but the sound of the two of your breathing filling the air as you stare into each other’s eyes. "Um-," you begin, and Jimin quickly looks away, brushing his thumb over his plump lips. So that just happened. I fucked my teacher. I fucked Park Jimin.

"Wait here," he mutters, making your heart drop in disappointment. You nod, offering him a weak smile. Seeing this, Jimin reassures you, "don’t worry, I’m not leaving you. I’ll be right back," and cautiously steps out of the room after clothing himself.

You take this moment to recollect what exactly happened. Okay, so you just fucked your teacher. It still hasn’t sunk in yet, and probably won’t till you leave to clean yourself and look at the marks he’s made on your thighs and ass. You can’t help the giddiness you feel, like a kid who got the best candy bar in the world. After all, you got to hook up with your crush - in fact, the entire campus’s crush. The door creaks open and Jimin returns with some paper towels and wipes.

"H- hey," he smiles nervously. For the first time, he’s the one that’s stuttering. "Let me clean you up. It’s the least I could do after putting you through so much today." He spreads your legs gently, cheeks flushed, and begins wiping off the slick and cum between your thighs. 

"Jimin, you didn’t do anything bad, calm down. Well, I mean you fucked your student? But other than that you’re fine. I really liked it," you try to explain, stumbling over your words. He looks at you incredulously, but shakes his head, smiling. "I don't want to tell anyone about this," you continue, "and I highly doubt you will, so this can stay as our little secret." 

"Well looks like someone got fucked a little too happy. How come you never smile this much when I’m teaching, hm?" Jimin jokes after he finishes cleaning you up, kissing your knee gently. He hands you your thong that he’s kept for half the day and tells you to put it on. 

"You’re still going to the party, right? Jaebum’s?" he asks and you shrug. "You should go. Have a fun time there, drinking and all that stuff." He leans into you, whispering into your ear, "and if that rascal wants to get into your pants, he’s going to see your soaked panties covering up that precious little cunt of yours stuffed with all that cum of mine. Maybe then he’ll finally back off," he smirks.

You blush, "maybe, Mr. Park. You know, you’re pettier than I thought you’d be." Standing up, to face him, he pulls you in by the waist till your chests are touching. You wrap your arms around his neck and he leans in, whispering, "well, Y/N, I don’t think you knew too much about me in the first place." Closing the gap between the two of you, you give him a peck on the lips, which quickly turns into a more heated kiss, lips melding together and tongues colliding. When you break apart, a faint blush on the two of your cheeks, Jimin smiles fondly at you and you look away.

"Well," you hum contentedly, "if I don’t know much about you now, I’d at least like to get to know you better in the future." 

"One day," he breathes out. "One day."

Your grin, disentangling yourself from his arms. "One day soon, I hope. I’ve got to go now, but I’ll see you next class. Goodbye prof- Jimin. Have a great weekend."

He smiles softly, walking you to the door. "You too, Y/N. If you do end up going to that party, have fun. Stay safe."

[honklore]

would you please consider doing maybe a soulmate au where anything you write appears on your soulmate with karl? i just love the idea of maybe doing little doodles all over your skin and it appearing on his and he likes talking about it on stream which is maybe what brought you two together? one of your friends who watches mcyt saw a clip of him talking about a specific flower they remember you drawing and this lead you to maybe writing out a small message for karl during a stream that made him super giddy? sorry if this was very confusing and i totally get it if you don’t wanna write it, thank you for your time! :)

sincerely yours | karl jacobs

(gn reader, soulmate au, chat is supportive, karl’s lil doodles like he shows on his priv but he draws them on his skin instead)

listen to: make you feel my love (cover) by jj heller

karl jacobs my beloved !!!!!

the sweetest romantic when it comes to the soulmate bond

counted down the days until his eighteenth bday when he could finally communicate with you

okay i’m going to switch your request to where karl is the one constantly doodling if that’s okay !!!!

with all my heart i believe karl would doodle every single day!!! never misses a day to the point where jimmy is like. bringing cleansing wipes to mr beast filming like,,,, dude i’m sorry but you can’t have squiggly marks up your neck while we’re filming we are ~professionals~

a total romantic,,,, like. downloads reddit and reads thru r/soulmatestories before he goes to bed,,, scrolls soulmatesuggestions blogs on tumblr

he’s just so in want of that close bond that he does everything he can to get into contact with you

tries to join late bloomer groups before they tell him that 22 years old isn’t late and he’s still extremely young

he’s just v impatient okay !!!!!

once he begins streaming regularly instead of a tattoo check chat asks to see whatever doodle he drew or received that day !!!!

worries a lot bc he hears a lot of rejection stories and he’s scared of being rejected

so sometimes when he’s rlly anxious or insecure he’ll scrub all of the writing off in the shower and wear long sleeves to avoid looking for your scrawl

YOU ARE ONE BUSY BEE

between school/job/life/family/friends and whatever else you do or don’t have going on, you often forget to draw notes for your soulmate

you’ve gathered a LOT of things about him tho

he writes his name w a lil smiley almost every week

(hey it’s me karl :))

writes u a Goodnight Drawing before bed

except for him goodnight is just right before whenever he goes to sleep and for you it’s like. 10pm.

so you’ll wake up to pee at 5am and find a drawing of a worm on your leg (goodnight!!)

writes lil notes about his tales ideas except you have no idea what they mean rip

(inbetween segment longer? talk to ranboo)

doodles his favorite cartoon characters (ayo!!!)

has colored markers for when he’s feeling especially creative

let’s say you have a retail job

and you can’t have drawings anywhere noticeable per company policy

so you spend most mornings scrubbing off any evidence of karl

which like,,,, makes karl extremely sad but he’s a streamer AND his friends are streamers so he forgets some people have like. jobs that require dress codes

even when jimmy makes him scrub off his drawings, it’s only if they’re extra distracting

one day you finally get tired of waking up thirty minutes early every morning (can u pls draw somewhere that’s not noticeable in a uniform? thanks.)

karl draws a lil kermit the frog on his tummy and it shows up on yours. the marks are all jagged bc he kept laughing whenever the pen tickled him

but it’s so endearing that he followed ur instructions

he keeps the drawings to stomach, thighs, and sometimes his feet which he thinks is literally the funniest thing ever to your dismay (nice to feet you !!!! haha !!!!)

you don’t have time to watch streams unfortunately, but your best friend does :))

your bsf is on quacktwt so she knows who karl is

in one of quackity’s jackbox streams they make fun of karl’s drawing skills

and your friend is like ಠ_ಠ that is the same worm that is always on my bestie’s shoulder

and you’ve never told anyone that you know your soulmate’s name

so your friend only has a stupid (endearing) worm drawing for reference

she screenshots it and sends it to you like, lol quackity’s friend karl draws worms that look just like ur soulmate’s drawings

and ur like,,,,,, karl? his name is karl?

and bless ur heart that’s how u find out ur soulmate is a minecraft twitch streamer (derogatory)

you do your best to watch his streams and try to figure him out ,,,, like who he is as a person

and he’s just the biggest sweetie pie :((

you drew a rose for him during your lunch break one day and that night he showed his chat and got so excited

“chat i think they’re romancing me 0.0”

you get so thrilled that you draw him another doodle, this one of a lil heart

and he literally squeals and shoves his wrist against the lens so quickly that it blurs and makes you audibly laugh

you continue to draw him stuff throughout the next few streams

until finally he’s doing a chill alt stream, watching some yt vids

you know when karl is wrapped up in his fuzzy blanket and yawning while he tries to focus on the video :(((((((( yeah ://///

and you get so overwhelmed with fondness that you uncap your marker

(i like you karl)

and he doesn’t see it until he takes his arm out of the blanket to grab his can of monster

chat sees it first so they’re spamming

and when he reads it he gets SO red and he literally has to call the stream bc he’s too flustered to think of anything else

like he’s finally getting somewhere with you and he’s so so excited

when the stream ends he writes on his arm this entire anxious essay basically asking if you guys can find somewhere to meet or if he can at least have your number

and you can fill in the rest, but ofc the two of you become quite literally the dynamic duo.

absolutely adorable

your bestie makes you promise you’ll help her meet quackity since she basically made the discovery but that’s another story for another time

thank you for requesting !!!

[missskzbiased]

The Dickhead Cupid

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Oneshot, Drabble, Confession! au, High School! au, Best Friends to lovers! au

Pairing: Han Jisung x Fem! Reader

Word Count: ~2,9K [Yes, Guys, I suck at writing a Drabble. Sue me]

Notes: The second fanfic for the Valentine’s request [That you can find here]

Chan ||  Minho || Changbin || Hyunjin || Han || Felix || Seungmin || Jeongin

Masterlist

Warnings: Language (?) [Dickhead is considered language? Dumbass. Things like this], Mentions of food, suggestive joke

Requested: Yes, by  🔮 anon [I hope you like it T^T]

General Tag List: @channiewoo @aliceu

[If you wish to be tagged to the other Valentine’s requests, please send me an ask <3]

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    Minho stood there in the empty classroom, staring blankly at the box.

    “Love u dick?” He said out loud, blinking a few times and studying the half-open box with a frown before raising his eyes to you, arching his brow judgingly “Are you sure it wasn’t supposed to be Jisung’s gift?” He asked in amusement, throwing you a knowing look that made your face burn like the ends of hell.

    “Head!” You hissed, yanking the box away from his hands to unwrap it completely “Love u Dick-Head!” You cried, showing him the sixteen pieces of chocolate that were supposed to be a friendly present “Read the damn thing properly, Godamnit!” You whined, utterly embarrassed as you returned the gift to him.

    “Why the hell didn’t you spell Dickhead in one line?!” He burst out laughing, analyzing the chocolate with twinkling eyes before shoving a piece inside his mouth, humming in appreciation “If you put ‘dick’ and ‘head’ in different lines, it’s bound to happen a misunderstanding!” He pointed out, chuckling before widening his eyes in realization and looking at you excitedly “Please, tell me that you gave one of those to Jisung” He begged, getting a hit on the shoulder as an answer.

    “Of course not!” He chortled, eating another piece while you freaked out “And how the hell would I put dickhead in one row if each one has only four pieces, dumbass?!” You protested, crossing your arms over your chest as you pouted at him “It’s clear enough, okay?” You took the box once more, gesturing to the first row “Love” You stressed the word, getting a nod from him “U followed by a heart because they didn’t have a comma” You pointed at the two pieces, catching a glimpse of his smirk “Dickhead” You concluded, floundering your hand between the two last rows.

    “Clear as the day” He agreed, fighting back his smile as he reached for a third piece.

    “It was on sale, okay?!” You gave up, throwing your hands to the air “You know that I wanted to make something special to Jisung! And he had to come up with seven ungrateful brats attached!” You complained, making him cackle up in a ridiculous high-pitched laugh that made you chuckle along with him “I’m broke, give me a break” You sighed, pressing your hands on your cheeks and pulling your face down.

    “The guys totally read it the same way as I did, didn’t they?” He asked amusedly, losing it when you dejectedly nodded to confirm “With all due respect but what were you thinking?” He shook his head in disbelief, eating the last piece from the row and slapping his own leg, trying to tone down his merriment. You shrugged, too gloomy to keep arguing to defend your ideas, leaning back on your chair before glancing at the box on your desk, whimpering in mortification.

    Love u Dick.

   You squirmed on your chair as to throw a tantrum, wailing and reaching for a piece to destroy the embarrassing statement displayed on the box and shoving it inside your mouth. Minho whined in protest, furrowing his brows as he glared at you, bringing the box closer to him and eating another chocolate. You threw him a look, scorning him silently while slowly approaching your hand to the box ─ attentive to his watching eyes that resembled a tiger studying its prey ─, feeling the tension building up as you got closer to the chocolate. Minho didn’t only resemble a feline; he also had the same reflexes as one, slapping your hand right away as soon as you tried to jolt to snatch it from him.

    “Yah! I was the one who bought it!” You whined.

    “Yah! Don’t you know how to read?” He scoffed “M-I-N-H-O” He spelled, pointing to each letter on the gift-tag “That’s me, I’m Minho” He reasoned, gently tossing the paper on your face as he laughed at your surprised self “If you wanna share it, you should do it with your boyfriend” He teased, prompting you to get up from your chair to dope slap him in retaliation “Ouch!” He whined, throwing you a baffled look.

    “He’s not my boyfriend!” You howled, picking up the box to shove each piece inside his mouth. Minho laughed as he tried to fight you, failing to get up as you leaned on his back, using your weight to hold him down and your arm to wrap his shoulder, squeezing his cheeks with your free hand so you could force his mouth open.

    “Can you blame him?” He retorted in a muffled tone, trying to yank your hand away from him “Is that how you’d treat your boyfriend?!” He taunted before you finally accomplished your mission, shoving three pieces inside his mouth and making him snort as you announced your victory, laughing exhilarated and letting him go.

    “Hey” The small voice washed away any excitement you had in the previous second, making you close your eyes shut for a moment before turning around with a friendly smile, meeting Jisung’s eyes. He leaned on the doorframe, darting his eyes between both of you before landing them on the box; his smile faltering for a bit “I see you’re already giving away some Valentine’s gifts… Where is mine?” He said jokingly, though you could see the expectation in his eyes.

    “Oh, I didn’t buy you anything” You explained, noticing how his expression seemed to drop significantly “No! I mean- I didn’t buy anything because I want to give you something else!” You rushed to say, hitting Minho’s head when he muttered a ‘Smooth’ under his breath “I thought we could go to that place you really wanted to go… Like…” You trailed off, clearing your throat “Like…” A date.

    “Like?” He encouraged you to continue, eyes twinkling.

    “Like… To eat a cheesecake or something” You smiled half-heartedly “I know you always wanted to try it out” You added coyly, rubbing your arm as you glanced at him uncertainly. Was it too straight forward? Jisung seemed taken aback by your invite, letting his mouth fall agape, completely speechless “Or maybe I can just give you some chocolate as well… I mean, I just thought you would prefer the cheesecake” You floundered, too nervous to wait for his answer.

     “No!” He squeaked, snapping out of his trance and waving his hands vehemently to put away your suggestion “I love cheesecake!” He added in a rushed tone, pink slowly dusting his cheeks “I mean- It’s a date, right?!” His voice cracked, prompting him to snap his hand to his throat, clearing it in embarrassment “Not a date-date! I mean… A date, right?” He gulped down, seeming terrified to keep his eyes focused on you.

    “Yeah!” Your voice faltered just like his “Not a date-date! Haha!” You lied, feeling the shame slowly wash over you “Just because it’s Valentine’s day and I’m asking you to go out with me doesn’t mean it’s a date” You chortled, feeling too nervous to refrain yourself from talking “I mean! A boy and a girl can be bestest of friends and still go out on a date!” You added, snorting ungracefully as you shrugged to make your point. What point? You had no idea.

   “Exactly!” He nodded eagerly, gesturing at you in a way to show his agreement “We’re best friends, right?” He asked as if to make sure of it “Best friends go on dates all the time!” He placed his hands on his hips, nodding sharply to emphasize his point. You nodded along with him, both of you laughing in a robotic way that made Minho grimace in disgust, staring at you as if you guys had grown a third head out of nowhere.

    “Okay…” He said warily “I’ll let you best friends talk about your date for now” He got up from his chair, scraping it on the floor and making you cringe “Thank you for the chocolate, baby” He stressed the last word, patting the small of your back softly before getting his box and walk to the door, hesitating for a bit “Want some?” He asked Jisung, extending it to him.

    You didn’t know what Minho was planning, but you were sure that there was no way in hell that he would offer food for Jisung like this. You narrowed your eyes at them, watching as your best friend tried to hold a gasp, snapping his eyes at Minho ─ who suspiciously smirked at him ─ before darting them to you. He didn’t take any pieces ─ which was weird enough for itself ─ but as Minho made his way out, turning around to wink at you when Jisung entered the room to sit on your desk, you were completely sure that he had schemed against you.

    “So…” He began, glancing at you uneasily “You and Minho, hm?” He said, crossing his arms over his chest to pretend to look unbothered “Were you planning to confess all along?” He asked curiously, and you couldn’t help but look at him flabbergasted.

    “What are you talking about?” You blurted “Minho and I are just friends”

    “Oh? Did you give all of your friends a box of chocolate saying that you loved them?” He sulked “I mean, I didn’t get any boxes” He shrugged, looking at you in wonder, seeming too afraid to voice his inner thoughts yet bold enough to stare straight into your eyes to look for some answers.

    There was a silent moment that felt like a switch.

    You swallowed dry, unsure if now was a good time to confess your feelings. That wasn’t going as you had planned at all… Your plans were quite simple: Convince Jisung to go out with you, bring him to the fancy place he always wanted to go to but didn’t have the money to, dress up nicely to look alluring under the dim lights, share a piece of cheesecake ─ not only because you couldn’t afford two pieces but also because it was more romantic ─, and finally confess your undying love for your best friend.

    Easy peasy.

    Thanks to Minho, though, all of your plans were going down the drain.

     Instead of going out to a fancy place, you were standing in a dusty empty classroom. Instead of dressing up nicely, you were wearing simple clothes that he was used to seeing you in, therefore being too common to look alluring at all. Instead of being under dim lights, you were standing under the sunset’s orangish lights, which were bound to enhance all the traits you didn’t want him to pay attention to. Instead of sharing a piece of cheesecake and being romantic, you were standing in an uncomfortable silence beside each other, wrapped in a lie that must be cleared up.

    Instead of confessing your undying love for your best friend, you were chickening out.

    As you drown yourself in your torrent of thoughts and doubts, you were oblivious to the current state of mind your best friend and romantic interest was at the moment.

    Han Jisung prided himself on being a pretty chill human being, having nice dreams (that he always referred to as goals, because he was settled on making them real), and owning enough courage to chase whatever he wanted to accomplish. Unfortunately for him, you could throw every single one of those things out of the window just by glancing at him with a smile, making his heart burst inside his chest and his limbs turn into pudding. You made him a coward with nice dreams that he didn’t have enough courage to pursue.

    Dreams that haunted his head.

    He was too close yet too far away from them. Each time he held your hand or interlocked his arm with yours as you made your way to your favorite places… Each time you threw him a look that seemed something more but not really… Each time you said you loved him… Each time you acted as if he was special to you… Each time he couldn’t understand if he was just a friend or something more under your eyes… All of those times felt like he was too close and yet too far away from his dreams; searching and gripping on thin air that was bound to slip through his fingers.

    He could never grasp it, no matter how hard he tried to.

    Now, he couldn’t help but wonder if he was seeing too much or too little. Did you really give Minho a box filled with chocolate that spelled ‘I Love U’ because you guys were friends? Was he wrong for thinking that going out with you on Valentine’s Day sounded a bit too intimate for a best friend thing? Should he be so worried about whether or not you gave a box to each one of your friends except him? Should it make his heart rum against his chest like that? Did that box mean you liked Minho? Or did it mean that you may like him?

    The poor boy was freaking out.

    “Did you?” He repeated himself, and you were honestly too lost inside your mind to remember what he had asked you sooner. You stared at him blankly, blinking a few times and letting your mouth open a little, licking your lips before looking around the room as if you were looking for some answers.

    “Did I- What? What did I do?” You asked bewildered, widening your eyes as he made his way to you, holding your arms firmly yet gently, locking his eyes with yours. He seemed to be engulfed in brand new determination, eyes fiercely looking for any signs on yours that could finally clarify his doubts and fears. You gulped down, feeling your throat too dry as he stared for your lips, and the sudden realization that your mouth tasted like chocolate made you wonder if he would enjoy kissing you like this.

    “Did you give each one of the guys a chocolate box telling you loved them?” He asked again, and you opened and closed your mouth a few times. That was it. If you answered him now, all of your confession plans would definitely go down the drain. If you didn’t answer him now, you may not even have the chance to confess at all.

    “I did” You answered, voice trembling as you tried to gather enough courage to confess to him. It wasn’t what you were planning, and you didn’t feel prepared to do it right now. But would you ever feel like it was the right time? Or would you keep running away till you lost your shot? “I gave each one of my friends a chocolate box” You emphasized, noticing how he gulped down in expectation, eyes wavering as he searched for something inside yours.

    “You didn’t get me one” He said carefully, chest going up and down as his uneven breath warmed your face.

    “I didn’t” You agreed, too scared to explain why; breath mingling with his.

    “Is it because I’m more than a friend?” He asked, making your heart go at an insanely fast rate “Please, don’t say yes if you’re going to say I’m your best friend” He pleaded in a small voice, feeling too scared to look into your eyes. You gasped, hands going to cup his cheeks to make sure he would be looking at you when you finally said it. You rubbed circles on his soft skin, fighting the urge to pinch his round cheek and wetting your lips as you looked into his eyes.

    “Yes, that’s because –“ You began to whisper but was promptly interrupted.

    “For Lord’s sake! Just kiss already” Minho groaned from the outside, making both of you snap your heads to the window, catching a glimpse of a hand pulling someone’s head down just on time.

    “Shhh! Don’t interrupt them! It took them ages to confess!” Chan hissed from somewhere under the sill.

    You sighed along with Jisung, walking towards the window to lean there, glaring at the seven guys that grinned sheepishly at you, rubbing their nape in embarrassment. Minho was the first one to recover, getting up and stretching like a cat as if he didn’t just interrupt your long-awaited kiss with Jisung. He smirked at you obnoxiously, shrugging as he picked up the last piece of chocolate on his box ─ the heart-shaped one ─, shoving it inside Jisung’s mouth and grinning widely.

    “Okay, all set! Dickhead loves you too” He patted your shoulder, talking quickly as if to confuse you “Chocolate flavored kiss, that’s my gift for both of you! Congratulation for finally realizing that you should be together all along and everything all of us were painfully aware of! Please don’t chase or beat us up!” He nudged the guys around, prompting them to get away from the window “You may kiss the bride or whatever” He offered, turning around to run away with them.

    You and Jisung scoffed, watching them running away.

    “Should we chase them?” You asked amusedly, glancing at him.

    “Maybe tomorrow we can smack their heads or something… I have to make better use of my time than that on my first Valentine with my girlfriend” He shrugged, smirking when you got all flustered at the mention of your new relationship status “May I kiss the bride?” He asked jokingly, pulling you closer by your waist.

    “As many times you want” You chuckled, leaning in for a kiss.