#i put the text behind him on accident at first but it's really funny so i'm keeping it there

[subsequentibis]

@cockatrice-revolution sent me this meme and said it was 1815 so i simply had to redraw it

(also feat. @accursedapothecary's guy jax!)

[donutz]

Sebastian Solace accidently meeting reader

Sebastian was looking for items resulted in seeing you

— Sebastian actually doesn't do that, he just comes across them and uses it for sales

Warnings: Non human reader; Reader is 11'4, taller than Sebastian!!; Reader has a small tail, that's hidden under there clothes; Reader isn't naked, you have clothes on yay!!; You have 4 extra eyes from being mixed with a spider; Bad words, again

Here's a body reference I drew, with a mouse!! ^_^ It's not that good but i tried my best ,^^ the tiny text says spider

“Ugh, these doors are so small”.. You thought.

You had to crouch through them, every. Single. Time. Why not bust out of a window? You looked at the wide glass to your left, thinking. Yeah why not.

Jumping through it, you realized that those were really weak windows. They might as well have been just the wall if they were really that weak! You would think that they were tempered at least.

You swim and swim, occasionally stopping to peer into the rooms. Sometimes you’d even knock on the windows to look at the squiddles. The other monsters never appeared, but those ones did.

After passing through many walls and windows, you look into another room. Seeing a tall humanoid like creature just sliding through.

Wait what.

You do a double take, not expecting another one to look like you.

Slightly swaying your legs, you move towards the glass. Putting your hands on it. You can only see the backside of him, looking him up and down. Just out of interest and curiosity.

He stops searching through the drawers and turns to his side, not seeing you. He moves to the next room, and you move right with him. It seems like he’s looking for items.

He looks at the window anddd.. Flinches back, with his palm facing you right in front of his chest. You hear his mumbled yell through the glass.

You wave.

As if you didn’t just startle him.

Smiling really wide, just no teeth showing, your small tail wagging.

You hear him curse. Uhm.. You move to the side and break the window with your fist,

“Oops” You say after putting your head through the hole.

Turning your head, you were going to say hello, but he was gone! You break through the window using your whole body, and fix it up with your… Powers!

“Come back”! You shout, crawling through the doors, each time you did, you saw him.

“GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME”!!

That wasn’t a very good first meeting, but it happened again. You saw him again. And again. And again. You know the drill by now yeah?

By the fourth time, he wasn’t phased.

Sigh, “Are you trying to get on my nerves or something”?

“How? I just want to see you”!

His face scrunches in confusion, “What”.

“I said I just wanted to see you! You’re only making yourself more mad with that temper of yours”.

His face fell monotone, ignoring you as he slithered through the doors.

You followed right behind him, or next to him. He didn’t want you behind him just in case you decided to do something dirty.

You observe him everytime he searches through the drawers, checks under them, and looks through the lockers.

While he was searching through a drawer, you asked a question.

“Why do you search for the items ‘n stuff”?

He closes the drawer, standing up. He turns around to face you.

“Why are you still here with me”?

“You didn’t answer my question”.

“You didn’t answer mine”.

You giggle, “You’re funny, Sebastian”.

He looks surprised that you even know his name, clenching his fists he yells out—

“HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME”?!

Now it’s your turn to look surprised. 

“From a certain shark”.

He scowls, ‘Dang it Eyefestation’.

“Anywho now that I answered yours, you answer mine”.

“You still didn’t answer my other question”.

“Then let’s take turns”.

You two stared at each other. Each stares having different meaning.

One with danger, confusion, and a small chance of fear.

The other with interest and sincerity.

One not being able to tell if it’s a mask.

The other being able to tell that One is scared.

“... Fine. It’s for my shop that I hold for the other players. Now what about you? Why are you still here with me”?

“Well it’s because I find you quite interesting really. I haven’t seen any other creature—”

‘Creature’?

“— Like you. You seem kinda on edge and I want to get to know you. Personally, I think you have a very kind heart”.

‘Kind heart? What the hell are you even saying’..

Your smile stays on your face, not once lingering. Your left hand gently grips your right wrist while both arms are behind your back. You sway side to side.

“Is your question answered Sebastian”?

“Don’t call me that”.

“Then what should I call you”?

“... Solace. Call me Solace”.

“Oh that’s a nice name. It kind of matches with your icy nature”.

Ughh. He verbally groaned. He slithered over to the next door, going through it, with you of course, following behind him.

Going through a few more doors, you ask—

“Can I see your shop”?

“Yeah fine, whatever. There’s no point since you probably don’t have any data anyways”.

“You use data as a currency? For what”?

“You ask—... Nevermind, yeah, I do. It’s so I could blackmail Urbanshade”.

He halfway turns his head to look at you, stopping.

“You’re not going to use that against me, a- are you”?

‘Shit’.

Your smile falters, realizing that he’s serious. And afraid.

“Of course not! I don’t even know what that is anyways”. You smile.

His mouth slightly opens, surprised.

“You- You’re not one of their experiments”?

“No! I was born like this! My parents were the experiments, but then I escaped”.

Sebastian didn’t say anything. How could you say that so— so happily?! A- And right in front of him too! You two just met h- how could—... How could you trust him so EASILY?!

After a bit of silence, you moved on.

“Anywayss!! I wanna see your shop! Show me”!

You walk ahead, leaving Sebastian standing there by himself baffled. Before he shakes his head and continues to move.

Eventually you two find his shop and you chill.

You see his documents on the table and question him, asking who’s documents are those. He tells you that they’re his.

“Can I buy em”?

“You got 1000 data”?

“I got my backstory”!

“... Sorry, data’s the only currency”.

“Oh man :(”

I read all of this and this seems like a quick read :(

[moralesmilesanhour]

seeing double

summary: Milo keeps getting mistaken for Miles and he's like really over it wc: ~500' a/n: I feel like I've just been writing heavy-ish stuff non-stop so I thought I'd just do something for the sillies. Here is my masterlist for more Stuff

“Yo, Miles, we got a problem–oh.”

Milo gave Ganke Lee an icy glare from where he sat on the stoop in front of his house. The husky Korean boy had met his twin brother in ninth grade, and the two became fast friends. They were not close enough, apparently, for Ganke to avoid occasionally mistaking the two boys and spilling bits and pieces of secret plans that Milo was decidedly not a part of. Like being fucking Spider-Man. The braids seemed to help, though not by a large margin.

Milo pulled back his purple hoodie to reveal them, for emphasis.

“Yeah, wrong guy,” he said flatly. “Need me to text him?”

Ganke tensed. 

“Um, nah, I think I’ll be able to find him.”

Milo scoffed. “Scared you’re gonna spill his lil’ ‘secret identity’?”

The other boy’s eyes widened.

“You…You know?”

“I know how to put two and two together, Lee. Now do you need me to text him or not?”

Ganke pursed his lips for a second, then shrugged. “Tell him the Goblin’s loose again. See ya.”

He gave a quick salute, then began to jog back in the direction he came from.

The rest of Miles’ week went about the same way:

“Miles, how’s the art project coming along?”

“I’m not Miles.”

“We miss you, Miles!”

“Not Miles, but I’ll pass the message along.”

“Miles, it's not funny. Let's go.”

“I'm. Not. Miles!”

You struggled to tug your boyfriend along behind you before the showing time for the movie you two had picked out rolled around. The tight new cornrows sitting on top of his head seemed to be cutting off the flow to his brain, because he seemed to have no idea what you were talking about. 

“We're gonna be late!”

“Late to what?”

Fully on the brink of giving up, you dropped his hand and spun around to face him.

“Look, do you wanna go or not? You can't keep flaking on me like this, this is the third time–”

“And it won't happen again!”

There, jogging up to you in a white sweatshirt, hair very clearly un-braided, was Miles. 

You blinked hard a few times, then looked back at Not Miles, who had his arms crossed in irritation. 

“Yo, your girl tried to kidnap me just now,” he snapped. “Can you not be late to everything?”

The real Miles glanced between you and his twin for a moment before bursting into a wheezing fit of laughter.

“It's not funny!” You both said in unison as he held his stomach. 

After wiping a tear from his eye and regaining his composure, he gestured towards Not Miles. 

“You wanna introduce yourself first?”

Not Miles sighed.

“Milo Morales. My real name's Manuel, but I don't want nobody calling me ‘Manny’, so I go by Milo. Don't forget it.”

You narrowed your eyes at Miles.

“Why didn't you tell me you had a brother with the same face as you?”

He shrugged. 

“Wasn’t important information at the time.”

“ ‘Wasn't important’– I almost took your brother out on a date by accident!”

“You're not my type.”

“Alright, look,”

Miles took your hand. His palm was softer than Milo's, you noted.

“I'll explain at the movies, I promise.”

Your expression softened, and you squeezed his hand back.

“You'd better.”

“See you at home?” Miles turned to Milo, who was already stalking off in the other direction with his hands in his pockets. 

“Whatever, man!”

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

FICLET PROMPT!

New-ish boyfriends and Ed steals Stede’s t-shirt, maybe to sleep in? Maybe he just likes how it fits him? Anyway, he’s cute in it. 💖

Ooh thank you Kylie! This is such a cute prompt!

--

Let the record show: Ed Teach might've been a thief, but at least he was an honest one. And he'd honestly meant to give Stede his shirt back, he just...y'know, just kept putting it off a bit.

It had been the most picture-perfect first date Ed ever could've imagined. Ed was used to the pictures of him in full leather biker getup he put on dating apps drawing in the kind of guys who were allergic to commitment and expected Ed to be the hard-tough-bad boy type, but Stede had been interested in him based on a picture he'd added to the camera roll on complete accident. He'd fallen in love, he said, with a picture of Ed from his buddy Fang's last birthday party, smiling ear-to-ear with a pink party favor princess crown on his head and a dab of cupcake frosting on his cheek.

When Stede had invited Ed back to his place after dinner, Ed had accepted, of course - he wasn't sure he was ready for anything physical, and most of his relationships tended to fizzle out after that point anyway, but he wasn't about to risk turning Stede off. But they'd gotten caught in the rain with no umbrellas as they walked across the parking lot to Stede's apartment, Stede had lent him one of his shirts to wear, they'd had a picture-perfect night of movies and cuddles while Ed fell deeper and deeper into love with every passing second, and...

Yeah. Might've kept the shirt. Entirely, accidentally, of course.

It was an older t-shirt that Ed assumed Stede had gotten at one of the miserable work functions he'd told him all about. Stede was glad, he knew, to leave his father's company far behind, but the Bonnet Accounting t-shirt was well-worn and soft and faded and comfy. Stede was broader than Ed, so it sat on him too wide in the shoulders, giving it a deeper-looking neckline. It made Ed look small, small and safe, and he actually loved that, but the best part was that it smelled so much like Stede. Like warmth and security and lavender body wash and citrusy shampoo and Stede.

Once their relationship crossed the two-week mark and Ed had to admit to himself that he wasn't giving the shirt back, he decided that he'd keep it as a souvenir. When Stede inevitably got sick of Ed and dumped him, then he could bury his face in it and hug himself and pretend Stede was hugging him.

He already missed Stede's hugs, when he thought about that.

But the really amazing thing was that Stede wasn't showing any signs of getting fed up with Ed! They texted all day, and chatted for hours, and Stede loved the things guys usually hated, like Ed's sense of humor and his laugh and his collection of stuffed animals.

So, when Ed was feeling down with a cold near the three-week boyfriends mark and Stede offered to come over to check on him after work...Ed accepted. He honestly hadn't even consciously registered the decision to put the shirt on, he just knew that he felt bad and wanted comfort and it made him feel safe.

He opened the door, sniffly and mildlly feverish and wanting nothing more than a warm hug and some some affection - and Stede started grinning like Ed was personally responsible for hanging all the stars in the sky.

"What's funny?" Ed mumbled, waving him in.

Stede pecked a kiss on his cheek, then pressed a kiss to his forehead to check his temperature. "Nothing's funny. I was just wondering where that shirt went."

Ed froze. Blinked. Looked down.

"Would you believe," he said, "that I just happened to have an identical Bonnet Accounting t-shirt just, like, laying around?"

Stede laughed. Ed had had boyfriends break up with him over just touching their stuff before -

"I'm really sorry," he said quickly. "I didn't mean - you can have it back?"

"Oh, don't be sorry," Stede said, giving Ed a quick side-armed hug on his way to pop the container of soup he'd brought down on Ed's counter. "It looks good on you."

Ed sniffled, watching him warily. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." Stede wrapped an arm around Ed's waist, holding him close. "You look really cute."

"I like that it smells like you," Ed admitted sheepishly, and Stede lit up like the fucking sun.

Stede probably excused how sniffly and teary Ed was that night as just being a bit sensitive from his cold, and Ed didn't know how to explain that he'd never known he could have a boyfriend like Stede until he found him.

[slasher-smasher]

Tamp-On the Heroics (Homelander x gn!reader)

Two fics in one day?? Yeah, I am absolutely bored and highly caffeinated.

This is not meant to be taken seriously. I thought the idea would be silly and funny.

Words: 1,618

Masterlist: here

Warnings: None, unless you consider ridiculousness a warning.

Reader is written as GN but they do own a feminine product. I just used it as a plot device.

Not beta read.

Summary: Homelander finds himself in a sticky situation when his son, Ryan has an accident and he grapples with the challenges of parenthood and unexpected emergencies. Being bombarded with texts from a hysterical supe boyfriend was not something you were expecting when you went to work that morning.

Your phone goes off five times during your shift at your job. At first you didn’t think anything of it. Probably just a telemarketer or some scammer calling to let you know about your “cars extended warranty”. Jokes on them, you don’t own a car. Why ride when you can fly first class on Homelander airlines?

When your phone rang a third time, you got a little curious. Maybe it was someone trying to get a hold of you. But who? Your friends are here at work with you. Your boyfriend Homelander rarely uses his phone to get a hold of you, plus he would just fly over if he really needed something. You tried sneaking your phone out to check before you boss walked like a prison warden, hands laced behind their backs, eyes scanning for anything they can chew you out for that is preventing you from doing your work. You weren’t really the best at subtlety so when you attempted to pull your phone out from your desk drawer, you almost slammed the drawer on your fingers in your hurry to close it as your boss poked their head around the corner to call you for a quick meeting in the staff room.

Damn.

After the fifth time was when you got worried. You swiped your phone then rushed into the restroom locking the door behind you. Seeing eleven notifications of missed texts made you feel a surge of panic. Your fingers tremble slightly as you unlock your phone to scroll through the messages.

Heroic Hunk : Hey pumpkin, just checking in on you. I would fly over but Ryan is visiting. 😊

Heroic Hunk: Oh, I just remembered, did you put milk on the shopping list? We are going to need more. Ryan keeps guzzling down MY milk when he puts that fucking sugary strawberry powder shit in it. I swear he was dropped as a baby. Fucking gross.

Heroic Hunk: Precious, funny story… So I was helping Ryan practice his flying and we thought playing catch would have been a fun challenge. He got a bit too into it and there may have been an accident.

Heroic Hunk: Ryan flew face first into a tree…🤦🏼

Heroic Hunk: Okay, so Ryan just had a nosebleed, and you are not picking up. I'm freaking out a bit. What do I do???

Heroic Hunk: Seriously, what's the protocol here? Should I call a doctor? Should I fly him to a hospital? Why are you not picking up??

Heroic Hunk: I'm starting to panic a bit... his nosebleed won't stop! What if it's something serious? I NEVER HAD A FUCKING NOSEBLEED BEFORE!!

Heroic Hunk: I tried using a tissue, but it's not helping much. Should I try something else? How can my kid bleed so much? ANSWER THE GODDAMN PHONE!

Heroic Hunk: Okay, update: I found something in the bathroom. I saw this being used in a movie. Going to see if it works. I’ll call you after.

Heroic Hunk: It seemed to work, but now I'm worried I've done something wrong. 😬

Heroic Hunk: Update: The bleeding stopped, but Ryan's giving me weird looks. Was that a bad move? Please advise a.k.a call me back.

Heroic Hunk: Crisis averted! 💪 Love you! 😘

You were so confused and incredibly worried now. What the fuck has happened? Why did John think having a young child—who recently just learned how—fly through a forest AND play catch at the same time was a good idea? You can’t leave your boys alone for two seconds without something either burning down or someone ends up bleeding.

You looked at the time on your phone before you pressed the call button next to the name he put in for himself.

It rang twice before he picked up.

"Hey pumpkin. You ready for me to pick you up?” He answered jovially. Like he didn’t send a plethora of panicked texts your way just an hour ago.

“Hi sweetheart. I am really sorry I didn’t answer my phone earlier. I was in a meeting. Is everything ok?” You tried to keep your voice even and calm.

“Oh yeah. Everything is all hunky-dory. Just a little mishap. We are currently watching one of my movies. Kid is mesmerized.” Homelander replied with pride and a laugh, you could hear the tv in the background. Sounds of explosions and guns going off.

“Well ok. Yeah. I am ready. Need to file away some papers but I’ll be done by the time you get here.” You sighed, still a little unconvinced but you will find out everything yourself when you get home.

“Alrighty! I’ll be there in a sec. I’ll bring your jacket too since it’s starting to get chilly. Love you.” He made a kissing noise into the phone which you replied with your own I love you too and kiss.

He was right. It was getting chilly as you waited on the roof of your office building. You started using the roof for drop offs and pick ups when using the front entrance got too hectic. Having a celebrity boyfriend who was the most powerful supe came with the pains of having people fall over themselves just to get an autograph or photo with him. The swarms got so bad that you almost broke your arm being tripped as they rushed to meet their idol. That almost ended in a bloodbath which would not go over well with your boss when you had to explain that your short-tempered man-child of a partner lasered half of the employees over an accident.

“You look like you need a ride.” Homelanders' teasing voice snapped you of your thoughts making you look up as he slowly floated down to greet you. His signature cape swishing in the cool breeze. God he was beautiful. Blue pools that sparkled with mischief. His smug smile and corny jokes made your heart race and you couldn’t help but laugh.

You were so gone for this man.

“Hey there handsome.” You greeted as you settled yourself into his warm embrace.

“You ok? You look tired.” He asked, concern can be seen in his face handing you your jacket.

“Yeah, it was just a long day. Let's go home and get some dinner. Ryan is probably hungry.” You answered as you put it on and relaxed into his arms when he wrapped his arm under your knees and lifted you easily. Thank you super strength.

You could have fallen asleep with how gentle he was with you during the short flight back but you forced your eyes to stay open.

Landing softly in the front yard of the cabin you pulled him down to plant a kiss on his lips and thanked him for the lovely ride as always. Full stars on yelp. He let out a chuckle and took your hand into his as you walked into the house.

You let out a satisfied sigh as the heat from the fire in the fireplace greeted you. Looking around the living room you didn’t see Ryan which made you frown. He usually rushes to give you a big hug but he was nowhere to be found.

“Ry? I’m home.” You called out in a normal voice. Knowing he inherited his fathers sensitive hearing so there was no need to be loud.

“I’m in my room! I’ll be right out!” You heard him respond from deeper into the home. You looked back at Homelander who just shrugged.

“Probably playing with his little Legos. He said something about recreating a scene from the movie before I left to get you.” He supplied as he walked into the kitchen.

That boy and his Legos, you thought as you followed Homelander who poured two glasses of milk and handed you one.

“Did you get my text about the list? If not, then I can have someone drive out here and get everything delivered.” He asked before he took a sip of his favorite beverage. Holding your with both hands as you also took a drink. You were not as big of a fan as Homelander is but you do enjoy the cold taste of milk occasionally.

“I did but I wanted to ask Ryan if he wanted to go with me tomorrow. You know he likes looking at the Legos in the toy section,” You said as you took another sip then a thought popped into your head. ”Speaking of text, what did you end up using for Ryan’s nosebleed anyway?”

Homelander finished his glass with a large gulp licking his lips as he set the glass down on the counter. He looked at you with a proud grin which if you were honest, made you suspicious.

“I couldn’t believe it worked but it makes sense with what it is actually designed to do. Just a different hole.” Homelander lifted his hand, pointing at the ceiling and twirling it in a circle indicating to turn around.

Wait, what? Hole?

You gave him a confused look then turned around and spat out your mouthful of milk as you saw Ryan walk into the living room with a large grin that made him look even more like his father. What ruined the similarity was the dangling string that was attached to a piece of cotton shaped into a bullet that was shoved up his nostril.

“OH MY GOD. JOHN!” You couldn’t breathe due to the giggles shaking your body.

“What? It does the same thing!” He defended.

You completely forgot you had tampons in your bathroom.

“Well it did stop the bleeding,” you managed to breathe out as you walked over to give the boy a hug.

You love your boys so much.

[mikagecorp]

Reaction to seeing their S/O being so distracted by the boys being pretty and walking into a pole lol, for the ones you gave last time I’m too lazy to look for who it was

Love, Me! :)

i shoulda known it would be smth like this coming from you, but i guess i asked for it

it's also funny because my brother did smth like this and ran face-first into a street sign, and the whole pole rung like a damn bell

characters ━ itoshi rin, nagi seishiro, chigiri hyouma, isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, yukimiya kenyu

warnings ━ none

would legitimately leave you on the side of the road

walks off to hide behind a corner and pretend he doesn't know you

absolutely does not want to share the embarrassment with you, and you can't make him

after you pick yourself up off the ground and walk it off, he'll want to check on you to make sure you didn't hurt yourself too terribly

he's not that good at comforting people, but he knows how to take care of himself, so he projects that onto you

brings you ice and buys you a popsicle to take your mind off of the ache

if your face starts to bruise he'll have a panic attack, just saying

nagi legally can't laugh, because he's done this more times than he can count on all twenty of his fingers and toes

either because he was busy playing a game, or he was daydreaming, or because he was staring at his s/o

you might catch a quick smile crossing his face before it drops, but that's about it

if you need to hide your embarrassment from any passers by, he'll gladly hug you and try to soothe you

he will never forget that he saw it happen, though

the only downside is that he couldn't get it on camera

hyouma has one singular outburst before he'a able to control himself

usually he's so put together, but he's the kind of person who thinks that stuff like that only happens in cartoons

and it's not his fault because he was raised to be a reasonably calm person by reasonably calm people

he worries over your poor face, though. he'll be a lot more concerned if there's a lot of bruising from the impact, or if you cut yourself

he's very serious when it comes to injuries, even stuff like that

he might even want you to go to the doctor's office to make sure nothing is fractured in your face - just as a precaution

tries not to laugh

fails miserably

he'll feel bad for laughing (but that won't stop him from laughing regardless)

isagi can very easily soothe your spirits about the mishap - and lets you hide your face in his jacket if you really want

if your head hurts, he probably carries around painkillers and water all the time, so you're covered there

genuinely so refreshing and calm to be around, and the accident is quickly put behind you when he's around

he will undeniably LAUGH in your FACE about it

and he won't feel even the slightest bit bad about it

which only makes it funnier when it eventually happens to him, when he's goofing around and not looking where he's going

it'll likely happen within an hour of your own accident, if not two

and then YOU get to be the one that laughs at him

he's definitely gonna use it for blackmail

now, there's no telling if he's ever going to need it, or use it in any case, but he always wants to make sure

just in case, y'know

you don't even know he has it, tucked away in a photo full of embarrassing photos and text messages that should sooner never see the light of day

but they're there. they're always there

[aboutmehmmmm]

POV: A friend suggested you go out to the beach with SVT while you are on a trip to the Bahamas.

“Dude I am serious. If you want her to notice you this is how you do it.” Seungkwan says behind you holding up a pair of purple swim shorts.

“Her favorite color is purple,” Hoshi says.

“Okay you say that but is it really true? Also what if this looks stupid?” Vernon says taking the swim shorts.

“Not possible,” Seungcheol says. “YFN literally just texted me and told me what YN’s favorite color is. You’ve been dressing in dark clothes this entire time so now is your time to make an impression. There is no way she won’t notice you, dude.”

Vernon thought about it for a minute. He remembered the day you met at the fan signing before your medical accident. His first impression of you was that you were really snazzy looking. He knew he was blushing when you spoke the first time too. He just couldn’t help it. You were one of the most remarkable people he had the pleasure of meeting, even after your medical accident. You were so confused waking up but you were funny as heck so he just sat in the corner sulking watching the chaos unfold.

“YESSSSS!” everyone shouts as he gets up to go change.

When he comes out, Jeonghan grabs a pair of purple heart sunnies and hands them to Vernon.

“What? Where did you get these?” Vernon asks.

“Doesn’t matter” Jeonghan says, “what matters is she is going to notice you and shart everywhere when she sees you.”

Vernon chuckles at that. “Okay okay. How do I look?” he asks.

Everyone took a minute to look him over. He was wearing the purple swim trunks Seungkwan gave him, a white muscle tee that showed off his arms and a bit of his side (scandy), and those purple heart sunnies.

“Dude you look great,” Wonwoo says on your left.

“Yeah, fantastic! Let’s go get our guests and go to the beach.” Seungcheol says leading everyone to the door.

Vernon walks out of the room with the rest of the members and finds that YN and 3 of YFN are also in the hallway.

As Vernon stays in the back of the crowd he notices you talking to Dino and Hoshi about your night and how excited you are to go to the beach with them.

The feeling of wanting to go back and find the biggest pair of sweatpants and put them on is a feeling that grows the longer he sees you talking to his friends but he lets it go and continues to walk out of the house with everybody.

On the walk over to the beach, however, you are absolutely sharting your pants because Vernon is in purple swim trunks. You are thinking to yourself, “self. How does he know your favorite color is purple? Or maybe he doesn’t know and it’s just a coincidence that he is wearing your favorite color. Not only that but he has purple sunnies on too, so it can’t be a coincidence. Maybe it is though.” You just aren’t sure.

Once everyone gets to the beach Seungcheol and YFN decide to make sure everyone puts on sunscreen first. Shortly after that whole endeavor, Vernon finds himself looking for you.

A surge of panic rises when he can’t find you at first, but quickly dissipates when he finds you by the water. He makes his way over to you careful not to startle you as you were bent down clearly looking for something in the water.

He decides to keep his distance and stands over on your right. He observes you for a minute and realizes you must be looking for shark teeth or shells so he decides to look with you. Well not “with” you with you exactly, but beside you with enough space between you to keep his distance. Enough so if you were in trouble or had another medical accident he would be the first to help you.

“Ahhh” you shriek.

He snaps his head up and looks over at you.

“What?” he asks.

“Oh I found a shark tooth!” you say.

“Woah! Nice!” Vernon says.

As you pick up the shark teeth and hold the tooth up you make eye contact with Vernon. You can’t help it. You stand there staring at him like an idiot for a good 20 seconds.

What you don’t know is that Vernon is having a crisis at this point. His brain has gone overdrive and he can’t think straight anymore. Not with your big beautiful eyes staring at him like that and not while you are dressed the way you are in your swimsuit.

You clear your throat finally and turn away.

“Want some help looking?” Vernon finally asks after a minute.

“Yeah.” you say. “That would be great.”

[basketofvoilets]

my comedic car wreck and hospital visit in chronological order (so i don’t forget)

1. i’m driving home from work (alone, thankfully) and i REALLY have to poop

2. suddenly i get t-boned right on my door, the car goes flying across the highway until i got control of the wheel (tip: put your car in park as soon as you can. that’s the first thing my mom taught me when i learned how to drive)

3. the airbag hit the left side of my head with such ferocity that it brought me out of my shocked state and back into reality. thankfully i got the worst of the impact & i was the only one “injured” (i use air quotes bc i have minor injuries, just keep reading)

4. i got the car stopped and at this point i am FACING oncoming traffic and i’m NOSE TO NOSE with the cars behind me. i am certain they will forever be haunted by the look of panic on my face. literally the first thing i did was call my mom and i am violently trembling but somehow i didn’t cry at any point

5. ppl started getting out of their cars to help me and the 3 other cars (southern hospitality) and some kind stranger had to coax me out of the passenger side of my car like a scared animal

6. luckily my mom was in town so she was like 10 minutes away. so i called my gf like heyyyyyyy i’m alive! as soon as i checked my phone my friends were texting me asking if i was okay bc they SAW me standing next to my beloved crashed car. HUMILIATING!!!!

7. i started talking to the passenger of the car that started the accident & he was like going around making sure everyone was okay (he was very nice)

8. when my mom showed up i almost fell to my knees. i literally have the best mom. the first responders show up and the firemen move my car out of the middle of the road bc there was no way in hell i was getting back in there.

9. all the cars get moved to a parking lot nearby and somehow i find myself hugging the lady who hit my car (she was also very nice and had a very cute toddler)

10. guys. i fucking love my car. she is the most perfect little car in the world and i’m so sad. i hope she is repairable💔the tow truck shows up and im like….. but :(((

11. we talk to police n stuff & we leave so i can go home to change and POOP before we go to the hospital

12. i get home, hug and kiss my gf, and poop

13. i get to the e.r with my mom and we get called back almost instantly & girl. that little hospital bed was comfy. they start asking me questions & i could tell they were entertained by my dry delivery of the previous events.

14. they give me muscle relaxers and ibuprofen, and the muscle relaxers IMMEDIATELY kick in bc i’m a lightweight

15. a nurse with a really cool traditional tattoo sleeve takes me back for x rays in a wheelchair and i was embarrassed bc i can walk and i felt like i was being dramatic despite it being hospital protocol

16. the nurse was really cool and he seemed to think my lightly sedated state was entertaining. the funny thing abt this guy is that he saw the car wreck while he was going to work and he was like well i’ll see y’all later. i told him i was the one standing on the side of the road like an idiot

17. they discharge me & say i sprained my neck & have a bruise on my head. bitch i got thrown across a highway and all i got was a sprained neck???? incredible

18. my mom and i went to waffle house and i embarrassed myself so bad trying to order bc i just could not. make words happen. at all. i ate more in one sitting than i do in a week and it was so fucking delicious that i don’t even feel guilty

19. so basically i’m fine but i was warned that the next few days i’ll feel like HELL. good thing i just bought vodka. i’m so glad everyone else is okay💕💕 but i am so sad about my car :(( and i hope the girl that hit me can forgive herself :( i stand by the fact that toyota corollas are the best cars. drive safe y’all

[pbandjesse]

Apologies for the very late post but I've had such an excellent day. I always love coming to see my parents. And I got a lot out of it. Just the day being good and getting to do a whole bunch of fun stuff.

I slept pretty well last night. The temperature was better. And when James was getting ready to leave I woke up so I could say goodbye. I made the bed. Not very well. I was a little loopy. But I went and got washed up and dressed and I was a little annoyed because I had trimmed my bangs last night and I made them just a little shorter than I wanted them to be. Which then made me sort of cut them in a rounded shape but I don't love. So it's fine but definitely not my best job.

But soon enough I was dressed and ready to go. James had already left for work. I'm glad I woke up early enough to give them a case. And then I was in the car and on the road.

Google said I would be here at my parents around 10:00. So I have a nice 2-hour drive. It was a little rainy but there was almost no traffic. I had good music. I listened to two and a half albums and a little bit of a podcast. And just enjoyed being out and enjoying my own company.

When I did get here I texted James to let them know and then I went inside. My mom met me on the porch and we went in and ended up sitting in my dad's room with him for a couple hours. Talking and catching up and doing all the things that you do when you don't see each other very often. My parents read my blog and we text all the time but you don't get all the details. And it was nice to see them because they both look great. My dad looks so healthy. Mom looks like she doesn't seem as exhausted and is taking better care of herself. I'm very proud of her for taking that step to put herself first a little bit. I know how hard that is.

And I was just having a good time hanging out with them. Eventually I would show Dad where all of the tiktoks I sent him are And for like an hour we sat there and scrolled through them together. Lots of laughs. I always try to send people TikToks I think they will enjoy rather than just ones that I think are funny. So there's a lot of ones about construction, amputees, and the Beatles. And Mom made lunch for Dad and she went and ate something and we just hung out.

I was supposed to have lunch with Joanna and that girl has never been on time for anything on her entire life so I knew that the range I gave her between 12:00 and 1 was loose. I wasn't in any rush. She had texted me a little after 11:00 and asked what I wanted to do. And I said well we went to friendly's last time so we can just make that our thing and we can go to the friendly's near my parents. And I told her 1:00. I was under no expectations that she would actually be there at 1:00 but at least he gave us a range.

I was right for that because around 12:30 she said that she was not going to be there till 1:30. Not a big deal it's only a couple minutes away from me. So I continue to hang out and was just having a really good time.

It was much grosser and rainier out when I did leave. And of course I got there at 1:30 and then she got stuck behind an accident and did not get their children was too. I didn't really care. I was very hungry though because I did eat a peanut butter jelly sandwich in the car ride up here. But that was hours ago. So I was looking forward to our meal and thankfully when she did get there the food came out very quickly.

So nice to see her though. We went years and years and years without hanging out and it just feels so natural to be doing it again. And we talked and caught up. I felt a little awkward today but I think that was just because I was tired. And we just had a good time. And we didn't want the good time to stop so after we did all of our catching up and talking about kids and family and being married and the plans that we have coming up and what my job stuff is looking like and all of that we decided we would go and walk around the mall.

Joanna walks too fast. But the driveover was fine even if someone tried to cut me off and scared me a little. And once we got to the mall we just kind of walked around. I'm kind of used to like a leisurely walk so her kind of speed walking was a little surprising to me but I kept up. And we talked about stuff and did a lot of reminiscing about being in high school in our old friends and how things are different now. And we went into different stores and looked around and it was just a good time.

Eventually we would stop to get snacks. We got these funny mochi donuts. I liked it a lot. And we sat and talked for a while until eventually we decided to go to FYE and Hot topic and Spencer's and like really really are youth. It was really funny thinking about all of that because that was right after she told me that her younger sister has multiple children in her older sister has seven? Like that's insane that's so many kids. That's like a whole class. Technically she's out of ratio if we were a pre-K. But it was fun to just be girls together.

When we were in Spencer's I saw that they had some excellent piercing jewelry and I did end up getting a new ring for myself because I don't have any good ones right now that aren't bulky. I've got flowers on it and it's so cute. And she got two mugs because they were buy one get one for $1. And after that it was time to go. She had to go babysit some of her nieces and nephews and I was ready to go hang out with my parents for a little while longer. We ended up talking in the parking lot for a little longer just about silly things in my car and then we hugged and said goodbye.

I wasn't 100% ready to go home yet though. I kind of budgeted in my mind that I would be out till 6:00. So I decided to take myself to the Goodwill over here because it's usually a pretty good one.

And it continues to be very good because it was so cheap compared to the goodwills in my area. And they had lots of really good stuff. I was really mostly there because I am in the market for a new fleece. I love my two fleeces that I have right now but I would like another one that is a little longer. And I've been trying to find one online but it's hard to tell the length versus the size of the arms and I don't want the arms to be gigantic so I thought I should look in person.

And I'm so glad I stopped because I ended up finding a few that I really liked. And their dressing rooms were actually open so I got to try them on. Don't remember the last time that happened in a thrift store. And I got a green fleece lined flannel and this lovely stripey purple fleece that is exactly what I wanted. So I'm very happy. The only thing that would have made it better is a pocket and honestly I can have those later so not a big deal. And it was only $6.

I did also just enjoy walking around and looking at stuff. I was proud of myself for not buying a pair of shoes that I already own. And I was just having a nice time.

I paid and I had a chat with the guy in line with me. And then I came back here.

And I spent most of the night on the couch with my parents. I shared the rest of the donuts that I got. And played with the dogs and we watched antique roadshow. And I watched things on my phone and eventually shared music with my dad and showed him some of the podcast that I've been listening to and we had lots of jokes and stuff and it was fun. And once Dad was ready to go lay down I went and took a shower and gotten my pajamas. And then I went and hung out in the basement with my mom for a couple hours. She put some stuff aside for me so I got to go through that and we talked about me having children. And how scary that is. Okay we didn't talk about how scary it was We talked about how she thinks that we can do it. That it's not as outrageous to think about. Someone told me one time that you should just have kids because it will work itself out. Like yes you should think about financials but life finds a way and it will be okay. And I really have to believe that at this point. I'm not saying me and James are going to have babies tomorrow. And I really only want to have one. But in the next year or so an effort is going to be made that for the first time in my life feels appropriate. Like all through being a teenager and a young adult you're told don't get pregnant and ruin your life and then at one point all that changes and it becomes the thing that you're supposed to do but also everyone then tells you it's the best thing that ever happened to them? So it's it's hard to wrap your head around that but it's exciting to think about and it was fun sharing the names that me and Jess came up with. That is very silly that me and Jess came up with the names but James was involved. I promise.

And so it was just nice being with my mom for a while and talking about plans and how we hope someday that we can actually go on our trip to Scotland and I would really love to do that with her. I don't know when it will happen but it will happen. And I'm glad that we were able to talk about that. And now I'm getting ready to go to sleep. Because tomorrow I am driving to Philly to take a glass bowling class with Jess. And I'm very excited to hang out with her. I am mostly excited for glass blowing mostly because I'm nervous that it's going to go very poorly. Because Jess has asthma and she does not do well when she is not incredible at things right away. But I think it will be okay and I think it took experience I'm excited to have and it's going to be fun and a good way to spend a Sunday. And after that we'll have lunch and then I will drive home. I hopefully we'll get home while the sun is still up.

Wish me luck. Pray that I do not hurt myself. And that the pumpkin that I make is very very cool. I also hope that it's a fun color. Maybe purple.

Sleep well everyone. Take care of each other. Good night!

[baekluvie]

sweet

one shot

pairing: reader x baekhyun

words: 5k

genre : smut, fluff-ish?

(a/n) where you and baekhyun are both youtubers and stream together and you’re best friends and you love the sound of his voice even though you never seen his face and he's also really cute and sweet.

It was late. You knew if you stayed up any longer that you would soon regret it in the morning.

You do this all the time, come on. You know that you’re tired.

You were on the computer, finally finishing up the last touches on your latest youtube video. You didn’t want to come off as ungrateful, but being somewhat of a small celebrity could get tiresome. You were a youtuber that would mostly post video game clips of yours and daily vlogs. You mostly got your following for playing some popular games that were talked about alot in Korea. It was hard being a girl that would play video games, but you had a lot of loving and supportive fans that you couldn’t just quit. Plus, there was also Kyoong.

How would you describe him? He was sweet and kind, and he never got mad at you whenever you would cost them the game. You two were the most popular gaming duo on youtube, and everyone kind of expects first hand that you two date.

You sigh to yourself as you finally push the post button.

It wasn’t like the thought hadn’t crossed your mind though. You were afraid to admit that you developed a crush on him. You’ve never seen his face, you didn’t know his real name, and the only time you two talked was when you were both planning on collaborating for the next video or livestream.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt your phone vibrate, the pompous amount of dings that followed after that made you sigh.

You opened your phone and to no surprise, it was him.

Hey, did you upload the video yet?

You couldn’t lie to yourself. Texting and calling Kyoong was probably your favorite thing to do. He always jokes around and keeps the conversation going so easily.

Your fingers began to type rapidly on the screen as you fought off a smile.

Yup! Actually just got finished right now. What are you up to?

You didn’t even get the chance to put down your phone when you got an immediate response.

Can I call??

You jumped a little on your bed. You put your hair behind your ear and sat there for a moment. It was 2AM, why would he be asking to call right now? Usually when you two talked on the phone it was during the afternoon or morning.

You let out a groan, knowing that once you picked up his call that you would definitely not be getting any sleep tonight. But it was him, so… it’s okay.

Sure.

You straighten your posture on your bed, thinking that it was kind of funny that you were trying to look more appropriate when all you were doing is talking to him on the phone.

Your phone began to ring, a funny picture that he sent you for his profile picture filling up your screen. It was a cute drawing of his dog that looked too much like a toddler had drawn it.

“Hey!” You said as you tried to cover up the sleepiness in your voice, “What’s up? We never talk this late.”

You heard a rustling noise, and then you heard a… groan.

“Hi…,” He paused, “How are you?”

You could immediately tell that he was drunk. It was very very apparent that he was totally drunk. Oh god, did he message you by accident? Was this a booty call?

You shifted a little bit, and got more comfortable by propping a pillow behind your back as you looked across your dimly lit room.

“I’m good, are you, the Kyoong, drunk right now?” You couldn’t help but add a nervous chuckle. This was too weird.

“Really? You could tell? Yeah I just went out with Kyungsoo and Sehun. Sehun offered to pay for the tab and I decided to drink a little more than usual.”

You smiled. You knew Kyungsoo and Sehun pretty well, they were also youtubers. Not as popular as the two of you, but they mostly got their income from modeling. They were nice, you played games with them from time to time. Kyungsoo was soft spoken while Sehun was pretty straightforward and blunt.

“Well. That’s good,” You paused, still thinking that this was weird, “but why are you calling me? Not that I’m complaining. You’re my best friend.” You added that last part in so he didn’t feel too uncomfortable.

There was nothing for 10 seconds, and you worried that you said something wrong.

“I just… wanted to hear your voice. I also wanted to ask a question.” His words were slurred, but you could understand what he said. Why was your heart racing?

You could feel it beating against your chest, and you got the overwhelming feeling of butterflies in your stomach. This was your friend. Why did you feel like this?

You stuttered a bit, “O-okay? What is it then?”

Silence.

“Could I see you?”

“See me? You could just look at my channel, K.”

“Baekhyun. Just call me by my name from now on. I meant right now? Can I see you?”

You almost dropped your phone. Your hands were covered with sweat at this point. Kyoo- Baekhyun was anonymous online. He never disclosed his name or appearance to anyone, not even you. This was so… confusing.

“Baekhyun.” You let out quietly.

You heard a low moan on the other side of the phone. You suddenly got a hitch in your throat, and felt feverish. What is happening to you right now?

“Can I see you? You didn’t answer me.” He said sternly.

“I- I mean, I don’t even know what you look like. I don’t know who you are, Baekhyun. Why do you want to see me,” You blurted all of this so fast, and you could feel something else building up inside you, “and what do you want to do if I even allow you to come over?”

“We can talk about it more when I do come over. What’s your address?” He sounded more sober now, and you couldn’t help but feel curious.

Baekhyun was honestly your best friend. But you couldn’t lie. His voice made you melt, and you always loved it when he called you. His voice sounded so soothing and sensual. You never wanted to admit it outloud, but… you developed a crush on him just by hearing his voice. You always thought it felt superficial of you to like someone based on their voice, not even knowing what they looked like, but you felt a bond with him that you never had with anyone.

“I’ll… text it to you. Baekhyun, why do you want to see me?” You stuttered out.

“Just send it to me. I’ll see you soon.”

Your phone returned to black, and you slumped down on your bed. You didn’t even notice that you were sweating so much until you felt your forehead and arms. You were so confused but at the same time intrigued. For multiple reasons, not just the obvious one. You were excited that you would be able to see what he looked like, but also terrified if you found him not to be attractive. It felt shallow to say, but again, you’ve never met him in real life. You never even saw what he looked like through photos or social media.

You brought up your phone to your face and hovered over the keyboard for a moment.

“What am I doing?” You said to yourself.

You typed in your address.

You sent it.

He read it.

Be there in 10 minutes.

You stared at the message.

“10 minutes,” You looked up to face your room, and paused before… “10 minutes?!”

You quickly threw yourself off your bed and realized you were in your underwear and oversized tee shirt. You still had on your makeup because you were too busy editing your video that you had forgotten. You brushed the hair that was now sticking to your forehead because of the sweat and ran to your dresser.

What were you going to wear? What the fuck are you going to wear?

You blankly pulled some black sweats out and shimmied into them with one hand, while the other was pulling out a bra. There was no way that Baekhyun was actually coming, right?

You tried to calm yourself down as you shifted your bra around to adjust it. You began to think.

I’m an adult. I’m in my twenties, and I can make adult decisions.

“I’m an adult.” You repeated out loud.

You looked around your room and let out a sigh of relief that you had decided to clean this morning. You exited out of your room to look around your kitchen, living room and bathroom. Everything was neat and tidy, and you could feel your heart starting to slow down.

That was until you heard your phone vibrating in your bedroom.

You were frozen in place, you felt like you couldn’t move.

“He’s here. You know he’s here. Get your phone.” You yelled in a whisper as you ran back to your bedroom and jumped on your bed to look at your phone.

I’m here. What’s your apartment number y/n?

Your fingers were shaking as you typed out, 302호.

You sat there for a moment before you realized another thing.

“I need to brush my teeth. I need perfume.” You didn’t know what was going to transpire when he eventually came to your door, but you knew that you had to be somewhat pretty, even if it didn’t mean by your looks.

You quickly ran to your bathroom and shakily applied toothpaste to your brush, and started to furiously scrub on your teeth. As you did that, you grabbed your favorite perfume that was sitting on the counter. You sprayed it twice, once on your neck and then on your wrist.

Suddenly you heard a knock on your door. You hadn’t realized how much time you were taking when freashing yourself up.

You threw the toothbrush and splashed water into your mouth and spit it out. You carefully evaluated yourself in the mirror. You wouldn’t call yourself beautiful, but… you’re cute. You have big round eyes, a nice smile, and healthy long hair. You just hoped that Baekhyun would think so too.

You walked out of your bathroom slowly, stopping in front of your front door. You brushed your shirt out, making sure there weren’t any wrinkles. Walking slowly, your mind began to race, and your heart was fluttering.

What if Baekhyun wasn’t… attractive? What if he lied about being 29 years old, or used an app to make his voice sound younger? Would he try to kill you? Why the hell did you give a stranger your address? Your eyes flickered to the handle of the door, your heart rate increasing.

You took a deep breath, “It’s going to be okay.” You told yourself camly.

Right when you were about to open the door, you heard a voice from outside. Your hand faltered, you tried to listen closely as you put your ear against the door.

“Am I stupid… why did I do this?” It was him. That was the voice you spent long days talking with, the voice that made you feel like a lovesick teenager. It was him.

Without thinking about it, you unlocked the door quickly, and swung it open.

You were met with soft, yet dark brown eyes. His face was clear, his lips were rosy and puckered. He was wearing a black long sleeve, with some gray sweatpants. His chestnut brown hair was pushed back, leaving some to fall across his forehead carefully. He was… sort of… breathtaking.

He looked at you and closed his mouth. His hands were in fists, but he slowly unclenched them. He stood confidently, and straightened his posture.

“Y/N. Hey.” He smiled, but soon it faltered. His eyes opened up wide and tried to reach to his mouth, but-

“Baekhyun, are you ok-”

He puked. He puked all over your shirt, your sweats, and your uncovered feet.

He doubled over and held his stomach, while you couldn’t really process what just happened. You looked down at yourself, the throw up was a multitude of colors, and you suddenly got a whiff of the smell. It was putrid, and you moved your hand up to cover your nose while the other dangeled at your side, awkwardly.

Baekhyun clumsily starts to get back up, trying to compose himself. He abruptly looks at you up and down and his eyes widen in shock.

“Holy shit. I’m so sorry! I didn't mean to do that, I am so sorry!” He was stumbling over his words, but you can tell that he’s trying hard to speak soberly.

You let out a small chuckle, but the smell wafts up towards your face again and you start to feel sick. Without thinking you run back inside your apartment and rush to the bathroom. You could hear your door close, and you fear that he left. Probably out of embarrassment, you couldn’t blame him. If you puked on your best friend that you've never met before, you’d probably make the decision to do the same thing.

But…

“Are you okay? I’m so sorry Y/N!” Baekhyun is in your apartment, with a look of terror and embarrassment written all over his face. His cheeks are bright red, and his eyes are still in a  state of shock.

You’re standing with your hands placed on the sink counter, still trying to process everything that has happened in a span of minutes. This was not how you wanted to meet your best friend.

“I’m fine… I should be the one asking you that, you know?” You fought off your laughter thinking about everything that has just occurred.

He noticed the small smile crawling onto your face, and he started to do the same. He looks pretty without even trying, you thought. You faced him and let out a breath.

You reached your hand out to him and held the palm of it out to him. He looks at it and firmly grasps it with his before he tries to pull in for a hug.

“Oh no, don’t do that. You'll get your puke all over yourself, stupid.” You smiled.

“Oh right. I’m sorry, I didn’t think I drank that much. I usually don’t throw up or get sick… I think I was just nervous to meet you?” He retreats his hand and puts it in his pocket.

“Anyways… let me get a change of clothes and we can talk.” You take his hand in yours and walk him over to your bedroom.

His hand is soft, and it felt nice having it in yours. You gesture to your bed,

“Take a seat. Make yourself comfortable okay? Maybe lay down in case you start to feel sick again, okay?”

He nods sweetly and places himself there. He looks up at you and you could feel a flutter run down your body. You walked over to your dresser and pulled out a pair of sweat shorts and a simple top.

You close the door behind you once you’re back in the bathroom, and you slide down your door.

“He’s so… cute!” You whisper to yourself. You couldn’t believe it, mostly because everything about this encounter was strange. You quickly change out of your disgusting clothes, wash off any puke left on your body, and put your new pajamas on.

Unlocking the door, you made a mental note to be calm and cool. You did not want to seem weird around him. Considering he’s never shown anyone his face before, you might think maybe the reason behind it was because he has such good looks. He didn’t want people to like him for that, probably just how well he plays games.

You decide to go to the kitchen first before the bedroom, and get him a water bottle from your fridge. When you returned to Baekhyun, he was laying down on your bed, his legs parted and his eyes closed. You bit your lip, was it okay to think that your best friend was hot like this?

“Hey there sick guy, I brought you a water bottle.” You tapped his knee and he bounced up immediately, taking the water bottle from you. He lingered a second longer when he touched your hand. He smiled and thanked you.

“So, weirdo. Why did you decide to come over… and more importantly- you just showed your face to me. No one has gotten this type of luxury before from Kyoong.” You sat on your bed and crossed your legs together while staring at him.

He drank some more water before he nimbly placed it down on the ground.

He looks nervous.

“I uh, wanted to tell you something. I think I’ve been too afraid to tell you sober so I thought being drunk would help me.”

Baekhyun looks deep into your eyes, and you can’t help but feel mesmerized. He was so beautiful, and you were just…you. You couldn’t help but look at his lips, they looked so inviting.

You raised your eyes back towards him. “Okay. What is it?”

He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. It’s almost like he’s prepping himself up, which leads you to laugh.

This catches his attention and he starts to smile at you.

“Why are you laughing?” He asked softly.

“It’s just funny to see you look so nervous. It’s like you’re going to confess or something-”

“I like you, y/n.”

Silence.

You look at him, and you’re not sure what type of reaction you’re giving him. All you know is that Baekhyun’s face is now a bright pink, and he looks terrified, like a little puppy.

“You like me?” You say quietly to him. He nodded, and he let out a dry cough, and pushed his hair back.

“I’ve liked you for a long time, but I always felt like you saw me as a friend.”

“You are my friend.” You said bluntly, obviously not understanding.

He gives a grimace, “Yes, I know we're friends. But… every time we get online together and play games, go on livestreams and just fuck around… listening to your voice through the phone and never wanting it to end because it just reminds me that I wouldn’t be able to fall asleep soundly.”

Your heart is racing, you’re pretty sure that it’s going to jump out at any moment now.

“I just… I like you. I didn’t want to call you or text you that. Because you don’t deserve a half ass confession like that. I wanted to tell you in person, because I trust you.”

He’s biting his lip and there you go again… looking at his lips.

You felt relieved for the most part. You didn’t have to fake the emotions you’ve been feeling this entire time. You didn’t want to anymore because well… you knew that you liked him back. The thought of being with Baekhyun was something you could dream about, and you literally dreamed about it. He never had a face in your dreams… but seeing him now you couldn’t help but feel like dreams couldn’t make a face like his. It was perfect.

You looked down at your hands and let your hair fall down your face, covering your heated cheeks.

“I’ve liked you too, Baekhyun. I always have.”

You look up when you thought you heard something of a muffled cry.

He wasn’t crying, he was laughing.

He looks at you and he’s just smiling so big. You never want that to end, and you feel something stirring inside you once again, but this time you know what it is.

You leaned towards him and kissed him.

At first, he seems shocked, and his lips don’t move against yours. You start to pull away but he places his hand on the back of your head and pushes you closer to him. He starts putting pressure on your lips and you begin to synchronize together. He puts his other hand around your waist, and moves his body closer to yours, leaving no space in between.

As you two part for a moment to catch your breath, you look into his eyes and see nothing but adoration, and you couldn’t help but let a giggle escape your mouth.

“You need to stop laughing so much, you know,” He kisses you again, softly and tenderly before he pulls back again, “I can’t kiss you if you keep it up.”

You resist laughter again, and go back to kissing him again.

This time, he licks the bottom of your lip and slightly tugs on it, and you let out a moan. He starts to tug on your hair a bit, and you couldn’t help but get turned on. He slips his tongue in your mouth and you start to get more into it. It was so vulnerable and raw… the way he tasted in your mouth was sweet and intoxicating.

He suddenly pushes you onto your back and your body bounces on the mattress, but you don’t even pay attention to that, because the person you liked was on top of you, and you wanted more.

His right hand travels down to your thigh and he squeezes it tightly while the other one is caressing your face as he feverishly kisses you. He moves his lips to your neck, and starts to suck gently. You feel his teeth lightly bite down, and you can’t help but elicit another moan.

He brings his head towards you and his eyes look muddied, like he’s in a trance.

“You like that?” He asks with a grin on his face.

You smile back at him, and you move your hand towards the bulge erupting from his sweats. You start to rub it up and down, and you could start to feel yourself get wet just from touching it.

His eyes brightened, and his lips parted into an ‘O’ shape, and God, you were so turned on.

“Do you like that?” You tried to get out, but it sounded more like a whisper.

He looked back at you now and let out a chuckle before he sat up and started to slide your shorts down. You keep your eyes on him, his hair falling down his face, covering his eyes. You wanted to pull on it when he pleasured you and hear what noises would come out of him.

You got the hint and started to take off his shirt, then his sweatpants. He followed suit by removing your top. Now you were both in your underwear, and you were still wearing your bra.

He looks at you with his brown eyes, and you just want to have him. You wanted him so bad, you couldn't take it.

“I just want you to know that I don’t do this with anyone else. I never have, because it’s always been you. I want this to be perfect, God, I’ve thought about this so much. You don’t know how much I’ve wanted you, y/n.” He says as he towers over you.

You look up at him and smile, “I’ve actually… touched myself before when we were on a call. Kind of embarrassing, right?” He takes a deep breath before he speaks, “That’s so fucking hot. God.” He leans down and kisses you, and pulls back to lick down your neck, before he starts to kiss your collarbone and suck on it. You could feel your pussy getting even more wet and you reached down to rub his cock again. You really want to suck his cock, it was huge too, you couldn’t believe it.

You then push him away and you hop off your bed. You strip down your remaining clothes as he sits on your bed, his legs dangling off of it. He just looks at you while he bites his lip, his eyebrows furrowed like you’re teasing him. You then get down on your knees, and start to bring down his boxers.

“Y/N, you’re so sexy you know that?” He pauses as you finally let his cock out and put your lips around the side of it, “Fuck.”

Like you said, it was huge. It was bigger and longer than your hand, and it looked so fucking good. You start to rub it with one of your hands, and Baekhyun throws his head back and whimpers. That was all you needed before you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock and started to suck. You touched yourself with your other hand, rubbing your clit in circles.

You could feel him get bigger inside your mouth, and his moans were so loud that it made you want to hear what other noises he could make. You bob your head up and down his cock, leaving it wet with your saliva. You're rubbing your clit so much, you feel it starting to get swollen. That was when Baekhyun looked down at you, and the way his hair looked, the way his lips were so plump… his cheeks were red with earnestness. You felt yourself going faster.

“… Could I fuck your face?”

You stopped, and you nod. You’ve never done this before, but for Baekhyun, you would do anything right now.

He lets out a groan as he stands up, and he places his hand to the back or your head, one hand holding your hair up and the other coaxing you back onto his cock.

“Just like that,” He says softly, “You look so good with my cock in your mouth. You’re such a good girl, you know that?”

Your voice was caught in your throat when you heard that, and your pussy started to throb. You look up at him as he shoves his cock into your mouth, and you comply by relaxing your jaw. His cock starts to slowly drag along your tongue and you can feel it pulsating. It was warm, and it filled your mouth so perfectly. He’s looking down at you, watching your every moment, and he’s just smiling. God, that smile just did things to you.

“Are you a good girl?” Baekhyun takes his other hand and caresses your cheek as his cock slides in and out of your lips.

You try to nod, but he suddenly starts to go faster, and you could feel the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. You fucking loved it. There was so much of him, and you just wanted more and more. You wanted him to fuck your face all night. The way his eyes showed nothing but dominance was so hot, and you wanted to pleasure him so much more.

With one last thrust into your mouth, Baekhyun grunts as he lets go of your hair and firmly puts his hands on your shoulders to pull you up.

“I want you.” He whispers to you. His face is completely wrecked, and his lips are upturned to a small smile. You kiss him once more before you slowly make your way to your bed, lying down.

He towers over you and gives you another smirk. He brushes a strand of hair that’s tangled in your face before he places a kiss on your cheek, and then he makes his way down. He leaves small kisses from your chest to your stomach, and starts to lightly bite down on your thighs. His lips suck on the tender skin, and you can’t help but feel the tight and sensitive knot erupting from your abdomen. You bring your hands to twist in his dark hair, and gently tug on it, coaxing him to get on with it. With that silent request, he looks back up at you, his mouth hanging open every so slightly, his eyes darkened with lust. He dips his head down slowly and you swore that this feeling was euphoric.

His soft lips pressed against your clit, tracing his tongue and sucking ever so lightly.

“You taste so sweet, Y/N.”

You could feel yourself cumming just from this sensation alone, and that makes him even more eager to continue. He grabs both of your thighs and presses each one against his face, almost trapping himself between them. You couldn’t help but to tighten every now and then when he would suck harshly on your clit. It wasn’t until he let out a guttural moan against you that you realized that you were silent. You were so absorbed with how he ate you out that you couldn’t even speak, moreso let out any sounds.

He kisses your pussy before he comes up, and you could see strings of your cum dripping down his chin. He lets out a small chuckle before he brings his hand to wipe it away, but then he looks at you and let’s his mouth hang open. He brings his fingers that are soaked with your cum to your lips, and you happily oblige. It was weird at first, but seeing his expression switch from dominant to submissive, you couldn’t help but suck eagerly on his fingers.

“You’re so hot, fuck. I almost want you to wrap those pretty lips on my cock again.” He mutters out as his hot breath touches your ear.

You squirm under his touch. “I want you inside of me. I want you to fuck me.”

He pauses as his left hand traces your waist, and suddenly he grips it ever so slightly.

“You want me?” He breathily lets out.

You bring your hands to his face and turn it so that he’s facing you. He’s sweating now, and the droplets have formed at his forehead, leaving his hair a little damp. His eyes stare into yours lovingly, and you muster a smile back at him before you nod. He takes his hands to circle around you, bringing you closer to him.

“I really like you, Y/N.” He looks into your eyes deeper this time, and you feel your heart fluttering against your chest.

“I really like you too, Baekhyun.” You close your eyes as you kiss him once more. He tenderly adjusts himself and starts to move toward you.

You didn’t know what you were expecting, but you didn’t come to think about how big he actually was. You grimace at the size, and the feeling of him stretching you out makes you whimper against him. He places his hands on your torso, and starts to slide in and out slowly, letting you become adjusted to him.

“Does that feel good, Y/N?” He looks at you before placing his attention back down, watching himself pump inside of you.

“Feels…so good.”You manage to let out. He takes that chance to start fucking you faster now, and you let out a string of moans.

Baekhyun moves his hand to your right breast, squeezing it tightly, his mouth letting grunts escape from his pink lips.

“You wrap around me so well. It’s like my cock was made for you.”

You felt your stomach doing that little knot feeling again, and you move your hand to grip his shoulder as he continues to fuck you senselessly, the blankets feeling sticky underneath your touch because you were sweating so much. You listen to the profound sounds emitting from the both of you, how wet your pussy is for him and it doesn’t take long until you can say,

“Baek- Baekhyun, I’m going to cum.”

He diverts his attention to your face once more, and he bites his lip.

“Yeah? You’re going to cum for me baby? Come on.” He brings his right hand to grip your chin, forcing it to look into his gaze. You felt the warmness pooling over your entire body, the tingling and sweet feeling coming to you in waves.

“I’m… going to, fuck, I’m going to cum.” You feel his pacing getting sloppier, his cock moving at such a fast speed, stuttering against your dripping pussy.

“Oh my god.” You mumble out.

Baekhyun stills for a moment inside of you, and you could feel his member pulsating, filling you to the brim with his cum. He carefully pulls himself out, and collapses next to you on the bed, panting dramatically. It was nothing but silence for a couple of minutes, just the two of you staring at the ceiling in your room, trying to catch your breath.

You turn to your side and face him, and he looks at you with that endearing smile plastered on his face. His pretty, pretty face. You trace your fingers over the mole above his lip, and you giggle to yourself as he rolls his eyes. He lets out a deep chuckle before he’s rolling your body on top of him and kissing your lips.

He pulls back and nimbly combs his fingers through your hair, and you can’t help but think that this just felt so right.

“Do you want to livestream tomorrow? Let’s play PubG.”

You stare at him and his little remark before playfully slapping his face. He laughs and puts his hands up in surrender. “It was just a question.”

You smile. “Sure. We can do that.”

“Before we do that though, can I take you out? Like on a real date?” You lay on your side, your arm wrapping around his chest and pulling yourself closer to him, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck.

“Yeah. I’d like that.”

(a/n): leave me any requests in my inbox ^^ i haven't wrote smut in a while but a lot of my twitter mutuals wanted me to write some so here you go! criticism is always appreciated too. reblog and like please, thanks!

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lowkey (jjk) | 02.

⦿ boo’d up in the daytime

⦿ mackin’ & hangin’ in the nighttime

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summary: in order to pass organic chemistry and pay off your car damages from an accident, all you have to do is help the nerd, jeon jungkook, with a few things: pretend to be his girlfriend and teach him the ways of dating.

pairing: popular!reader x nerd!jjk

genre: college au, fake dating au, friends (with benefits?) to lovers au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 3.2k

warnings: cussing, implied sexual content/mature language, kissy-kissy koo, mentions of a boner, mention of sex and cum, seokjin’s still toxic

note: posting this chapter a little early since it’s butter weekend, plus the last part of liquid courage should be up sat/sun. still sticking to my schedule in my faq though, srry loves! i’ll do my best to update as soon as i can. 💗

tags: @taegularities​ @jimidol​ @miinoongi​ @bluesharksandfish​ @ggukkieland​ @unicornbabylover​ @thebeebi​ @preciouschimine​ @ladyartemesia​ @moonchild1​ @jikookiekosmos​ @marcoazz2​ @kootaes​ @wearenot7withu​ @codeinebelle​ @bigbootyjoonie​ @thisartemisnevermisses​ @maichiverse​ @ppeachyttae​ @fairysunooo​ @secretlycrazyhummingbird​ @yukiehyukie​

"I heard you were in an accident last night, babe. Are you okay? I'm so sorry I got mad at you yesterday." Seokjin comes towards you, cupping your face to look at every inch, every detail. You move away from his hold, backing up to give yourself some space.

"Seokjin, I told you to stop calling me that. Jesus. I'm fine. Don't need you to check up on me."

"Are you really gonna keep that up? I said I was sorry."

"Okay, and? I heard you."

"Really, that's it? Y/N, why are you being like this? What's the real reason?" He follows after you as you make your way to the library. To say Seokjin was persistent is an understatement— he was persistent for the wrong reasons. Like, keeping you close so he had you to fall on when things went wrong with another chick, his safety net.

"Because this is done, I don't know how many times I have to tell you. I'm tired of you doing this so, please. Just go." You slightly turn towards him as you climb up the stairs.

"I wanna work this out with you. Don't push me away. Let me help." You don't respond. He watches as you adjust your bag strap and wave at Jungkook. Seokjin chuckles and grabs your wrist gently, making Jungkook suddenly hop on defense as he balls his fists. Like he could do shit. Seokjin would probably wreck his ass with those broad shoulders.

Still. He hated how much of an asshole he was to you.

"Wait, what the fuck?" Seokjin laughs his rare, deep laugh that he uses when he's caught off guard. "You're hanging out with nerds, now?"

"And if I was, that would be none of your business." You snatch your arm away while glaring at him. You shake your head and continue walking towards Jungkook, relieved Seokjin finally left you alone today. Probably off to tell Namjoon, Yoongi and his friends how much of a bitch you've been and that you actually left him to hang out with a nerd.

Sunmi knows you're being tutored. However if that wasn't the case, she would question you, but she never take their side on shit. She remained loyal to you, and always supported you through whatever. That's why she's remained your bestfriend until this day. The senior chicks Seokjin and them hung around with though? Questionable. As long as Sunmi was by your side and you by hers, you both didn't care much for getting close to them.

"Hey, sorry you had to see that." You say as you sigh and set your bag down alongside of you on the long table.

"It's alright." Jungkook replies softly. "Are you okay?"

"Yes. Thanks." You give him a tiny, tightlipped smile. "So, should we get right into tutoring, or should we talk about the details of our deal? I have all afternoon." Luckily, it was quite loud in the loud section of the library. No one cared much to listen in to your secret deal with Jungkook, nor did anyone care because it was Jungkook.

"I do too. I guess, whatever works for you?"

"Let's get this tutoring over with first then iron out the rest." He nods.

"Sure." He pulls out his notebook. "Tell me, what are you struggling with?"

"Everything." He does a small head tilt.

"I doubt that. I'm sure you understand some things."

"No, you don't understand Jungkook. I'm legit drowning. I don't know what I'm doing wrong or where I'm lacking." Jungkook simply looks at you, lips pressed together before he nods. You're not lacking anywhere, he thinks. You're really not. The subject is just shitty and the spawn of the devil.

"That's okay. Well, can I go over some basics? Throw in some tips?"

"Yes, please. Lead the way. I need you." You chuckled, but it makes the heat rush to his cheeks. He hopes you don't catch the rosy tint creeping up on them, so he instantly grabs at the whiteboard near your table and starts to go over the very beginning, the very basics of this semester's OChem class. Maybe a bit from last semester, but last semester wasn't entirely that bad compared to this one.

He didn't expect you to be all that engaged for some reason, but he should have known you'd ask questions left and right, taking the black whiteboard marker from his hand to practice what you've learned with him watching and guiding you from your side. You were always focused, always so determined. You were incredibly smart. Incredibly beautiful.

Honestly, Jungkook go on for days.

The both of you hadn't realized it was nearing close to 5PM and neither of you had really eaten much since lunch. You sit, feeling pretty good about your first session with Jungkook. You feel a little bad having kept him for so long over OChem, realizing you still had things to iron out with him.

[sunmi] 4:34pm: hey babe, not gonna be leaving for a bit. i forgot i had to work on this psych project with jennie. you okay with leaving around 6/7?

"Crap."

"What's the matter?" Jungkook glances at you as you continue to stare at your phone and scroll away.

"Sunmi isn't leaving until later. I'll probably be stuck here for a little longer after you leave." You put your phone down, now resting your chin against your palm, nails slightly digging into your cheek.

"I-I can give you a ride, if you'd like? Plus, we still need to talk.. about stuff." He shyly says.

"Jungkook, that's too much to ask for."

"It's really not a big deal. How far do you live from campus?"

"Maybe a 10 minute drive, the next exit off the freeway." He shrugs.

"I'm going in that direction too."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. We can just talk on the way home."

"Would you be willing to stop by for dinner? We can talk then. Maybe it can be considered our 'first date.'" You joke with a small giggle.

"Oh, sure. Yeah." He gives off a tiny, nervous laugh. "Where did you have in mind?"

"Can we get.. hm—" You hum. "Fire Wings? Down the street?" He almost feels intoxicated watching how your eyes gleam under the light, how they brighten and widen when you mention food. You were cute, and you didn't even know it.

"Only if you tell me what flavors you get." He tries to get smart, which makes you laugh. He made you laugh.

"Is this judgment day? Gonna see if you should call quits on our deal before it even starts?"

"Maybe." He goes along with it.

"Okay. Garlic Parmesan and Dragon." You pack up your things before shooting him a look.

"Okay, solid flavors." He nods. "I guess we can continue on."

"You're funny." You giggle as you both throw your bags onto your backs. You stay in your position until Jungkook comes to your side so you can walk by him. You don't know much about him, but he has a soft demeanor and he makes you feel comfortable. You had only seen him a couple of times across campus, not really noticing him much in class either. You feel a little bad knowing you didn't even try being that he sat behind you, but better late than never I guess? Maybe there was a reason for all of this happening. The way he tutored you today was insane, too— he was super smart, but broke it down perfectly, was patient. He was patient.

No wonder Dr. K loved his ass.

"What about you?" You picked up the conversation.

"I usually go for a dry rub and Garlic Parmesan."

"I haven't tried any dry rubs."

"You can try one of mine later."

"Okay." You suddenly remember to shoot Sunmi a text before she comes looking for you everywhere on campus. Jungkook stays silent beside you, allowing you to do your thing without being too overbearing or nosy.

But, he honestly can't help but glance a few times.

[y/n] 5:11pm: sorry just saw this, hitching a ride with my tutor. don't worry about me! ty ily, have fun working on your project.

[sunmi] 5:13pm: tutor, as in jeon jungkook?

[y/n] 5:15pm: yeah, he offered.

[sunmi] 5:16pm: okay, that was nice of him. if he tries anything tho i'll beat his ass. text me when u get home?

[y/n] 5:17pm: don't worry about him, he won't lol i will.

[sunmi] 5:18pm: kk love u b

"Sorry." You say, tucking your phone into your pocket. "Had to text Sunmi."

"That's okay. You two are really close, right?"

"Yeah, since high school."

"Cool." At this point, Jimin, Taehyung and Hoseok are coming out of the café at the same you two are passing.

"What about you, where are your friends?"

"Um." He sighs, trying to avoid his friends obnoxiously waving and calling him from the distance. You glance over from behind his figure, chuckling a little bit. "That's them."

"Cute. You all are really close, too?"

"Ya, I've known Jimin the longest though." You smile and wave at them, causing them to gasp and whisper amongst each other with huge smiles on their faces.

"I'll need to meet them if we're gonna do this thing for real. Do they know?"

"Yeah kinda."

"That's okay. We should probably work on keeping it between us though." He nods.

"Okay, but. Can we save meeting them for later? They're a bit.. much." You smile.

"Sure."

"D-do I have to meet Sunmi?" You nod.

"If you wanna make this believable, yeah."

"She's kinda scary."

"Jungkook, she's not gonna bite your head off. She just has that look, but I promise she's sweet." That look, that resting bitch face. Really, you could be biased because it's Sunmi. She really only had issues if she felt disrespected. Other than that, she meant well. Same with you— you've been accused of being intimidating and having the same look but you don't mean any harm by it.

"Okay." Jungkook unlocks his black 2016 Honda Civic and pops his bag in the trunk. You do the same, while Jungkook goes to open the passenger door for you.

"Thanks." You smile sweetly at him. He climbs into his seat, hitting the button to start the car and sighs. The music in the background starts to play, and it sounds mellow, soothing— like it came straight out of a fairytale. His eyes widen as he rushes to lower the volume before shyly looking at you.

"Sorry."

"What, no. Don't be. What is this?"

"A Final Fantasy lofi mix." He begins to drive off as you turn the volume back up.

"It's nice. Pretty relaxing."

"Ya, it's nice to listen to after a long day." He pushes his glasses up at the light.

"Do you have family here?" He nods.

"I do. My mom and dad live about an hour away. I'm the only child. What about you?"

"Same. They're probably 30 minutes up north."

"Do you live alone?"

"Yeah, I live in a studio. It's actually my coworker's. She bought the space to rent it out. She lets me rent it for pretty cheap though."

"That's nice."

"You?"

"I live with Jimin. Our parents are close."

"What about your other friends?"

"Hoseok is dorming, and Taehyung would rather live back home with his family and commute. He's close to them. He'll crash at ours or Hoseok's from time to time."

"Are you close to your family?" He nods as he turns into the plaza lot.

"I suppose, yes. I'm just really quiet overall, so they think it's hard to read me sometimes." He parks and you watch as he shuts the car off with the same button. "You?"

"Yeah, I'm really close to my mom. Dad, a little questionable."

"Why, if I may ask?" He comes to open your door again, causing you to give him a small smile.

"He, um. Just got into some stuff." He watches as your body tenses while you fiddle with your fingers waiting in line.

"It's okay, don't think about it. I won't ask again."

"It's okay, Jungkook. Really. Maybe another time?" You look up at him and he nods. He stands way taller than you, almost at Seokjin's height, if not the same. He likes to wear baggy, dark clothing and doesn't do much to fix or style his hair.

He's simple, but in a good way.

You both order your food with Jungkook going first so he can grab a table afterwards. Before he could pay though, you offer to cover him for dinner as your way of thanking him for driving you home. You make your way over to the table he snags, Jungkook silently sitting at the high table with his legs pressed together and his hands clasped tightly on his lap.

"You okay?"

"Ya, why?"

"You look tense."

"Sorry. It's not everyday I have dinner with Y/N." You smile.

"Stop, relax." You watch as he slightly eases up. "So, this deal." He nods. "A month?"

"Yeah, I suppose."

"We have to convince people it's real or else people will know something weird is going on." You look at his hand, now resting on the table. "You're gonna have to hold my hand and kiss me, you know?" He swallows the lump in his throat. Shit, he thinks. Don't know if I can actually pull this off?

A kiss?! Fuck.

"Y-yeah."

"When was your last relationship, Jungkook?"

"8th grade." Your eyes widen.

"O-oh, now I see."

"What's that supposed to mean? It's terrible, I know but I—"

"No, no, no. You're good. It's totally okay, it doesn't matter. I'll just have to teach you to make it look realistic and not.. awkward." You perk up again. "Not saying that you are though, okay."

"I know."

"So, are you.."

"Am I..?" He cocks hid head to the side in confusion.

"Like.."

"Just ask Y/N."

"Are you a virgin?"

"I don't know." You furrow your brows.

"Huh?"

"Look, this is gonna sound really embarrassing and I don't know if I'm even ready to tell my fake girlfriend about it."

"Just say it. We have to know things about each other." He sighs.

"I— ugh." He groans. "I did it with my girlfriend at the time. Or I guess my ex because we had broken up and this was sometime during freshmen year in high school and she came onto me out of nowhere at a mutual friend's pool party. But it was weird because we were just hormonal kids and I was just curious so I slipped myself into her only to slip back out right after because—" He's rambling, but you're doing your best to keep up.

"Because?"

"I-I, ugh. Y/N." He shuts his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Are you really gonna make me say it?"

"Jungkook." You lean a bit to try and catch eye contact.

"I came right away." He says just as the worker puts down your food and takes the number from your table.

"Ohhhhhhh." You say as you nod slowly. "Okay."

"You can just run now." His head hangs low as he slowly slides his chicken over in front of him, causing you to chuckle.

"I'm not going anywhere. It's okay. Stop that."

"It's pathetic."

"No. Besides, I know you'll get better overall, and you'll find someone who will rock with you till the end. We'll work on this."

"Thanks." He says, feeling comfortable around you. You were quick to reassure him and smile at him, he felt himself melting in his seat. Yeah, you were too good for Seokjin.

"You'll have to come to parties with me. Club events. Events in general. It won't look right if I'm always going without you."

"Okay. Can I bring my friends?"

"Sure." He nods. "What do you do in your free time?"

"Play video games and listen to music. Read comics, manga. Build lego sets with the guys."

"Cute." You smile.

"You?"

"Hang out with Sunmi, or just watch movies on my own at my place. Read. Eat by myself. Explore by myself. I value my alone time."

"It's nice." Jungkook's familiar with it. Even if he had his friends around, he truly liked being in his own peace when allowed. "What about outside of the public eye?"

"Hm?" You hum.

"Do we hang out?"

"Yeah we can." You nod.

"Cool." He smiles.

"Is my car gonna be a lot of work for you?"

"Don't worry about it, it'll be good soon. Just might take a bit cause I need some parts to make it look brand new again."

"I really can't thank you enough." He shrugs.

"Only trying to help my girlfriend out." He boldly says, causing you to laugh.

"Confidence is peeking through already, are you sure you need me?" You joke. The rest of the evening, you continue to talk to Jungkook about pretty surface level shit— what you like, dislike, overall experience in high school and college so far. It was a nice, harmless conversation, one where you were starting to see how warmhearted Jungkook really was. How real and laid back.

None of the shit in Seokjin's group. It was refreshing, a breath of fresh air.

Once dinner had finally finished, Jungkook was on his way to drop you off. He had parked in an empty guest spot, offering to walk you up just to be sure. At the door, he took a peek at how clean your studio was, mainly soft colors of white and cream taking over, with plants scattered around your living room area. The hallway in was sandwiched between your kitchen area and another wall, Jungkook assuming your bed was on the opposite side of it. He awkwardly stands at the door, afraid of overstepping.

"Well, goodnight Y/N. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Hey, wait." You smile and come close to him. He swallows, his mouth suddenly feeling dry when he feels your breasts press against his chest. "First lesson— give me a kiss."

"Right now?"

"Jeon Jungkook, we're doing this tomorrow. People are gonna have to see this at least once while we're together." He nods and presses a quick kiss against your cheek. "Not bad, but a little longer?" He complies and presses another kiss, leaving his pillowy lips against your cheek for a little longer before pulling away. "Perfect. Now here." You point at your lips before crossing your arms.

"Y/N, I—"

"Don't be afraid, just do it. I won't kick you in the balls or anything."

"It's not that. I just don't think I'm a great at this stuff."

"Okay." You tippytoe and gently grab his jaw while you lean towards his face. "Just relax, okay? Don't think too much of it." He stays silent, doe eyes constantly on you as you continue to inch forward.

Sparks. Just sparks everywhere for Jungkook.

He feels your soft lips against his and he relaxes, moreso because he feels like he's lost all senses being this close to you. Taking in your scent. Kissing you.

"There." He stands still, still trying to process the kiss. "Not bad. We'll get better over time, but at least that looks believable. Just—" You put his hands down as they were about to fall onto your hips during the kiss, but they fell short. "Let it happen and hold me, okay?" You smile. "Night Jungkook."

"N-night." He stutters as he watches you close the door. "Fuck." He whispers to himself when he realizes he's now sporting a boner. "Jungkook, what the fuck is this?!" He continues to whisper to himself as he waddles down your hallway.

[pillow-anime-talk]

dating them.

synopsis: Some sweet, funny and also crazy moments in your relationship.

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; mild comedy; fluff; PDA; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. reki kyan, langa hasegawa, miya chinen, kaoru sakurayashiki & kojirou nanjou {sk8}

author’s note: so... i’m just in love with this anime...

— REKI

↘ He’s such a precious boy who cheers you up in the blink of an eye; I think he has an extra sense, so he knows when you feel worse than usual or when you are in even the slightest pain (for example, you bumped your elbow or you haven’t eaten breakfast before ‘cause you missed your alarm clock and therefore you have a stomachache).

↘ Reki is a supportive lover; whether you are passionate about singing, learning languages, reading manga, sewing mascots or painting, a seventeen-year-old will always be right next to you to praise what you do or the way you look. He will notice every, even stupid detail about you and mention it immediately when you’re going to hang out. He’s definitely your fan and doesn’t hide it. Additionally, if you introduce him to what you love, he will also get interested in it in a way and then he will come to you to show off what he has done like a sketch of the two of you or an opinion about the anime you recommended him three days ago.

↘ The boy is really devoted to you and loves physical contact; grabbing a hand, kissing on the cheek or forehead, cute texts in the morning it’s something totally normal for the two of you. I also think that Reki could melt if you run your fingers through his soft hair or make small braids for him, decorating his head with a few colored hairpins or hairbands.

↘ If you know how to skateboarding, he will be delighted and your dates will mostly be about riding together or learning new tricks. Plus, it’s another thing Reki loves about you and wow. He’s even bigger fanboy than before!

↘ However, if you have never ridden or even tried to do it, it doesn’t matter. A teen will be happy to be able to offer you some private lessons if you wish. Again, red-haired adores physical contact, so holding your hands/waist while you stand on his beloved skateboard will be a dream come true for him.

↘ He always has ticket for you, so you make a new banner for each race to support him. Hit me, but I’m 120% sure that after race (whether he won or lost it) he takes your pretty banners and hides them in this special box that has its place on his bedroom closet.

↘ Overall, Reki is a boy who fits to the definition of high school, first love.

— LANGA

↘ Your relationship is a bit more peaceful, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a bit of humor or abstraction.

↘ Langa loves your company so, so, so badly; Reki is quite hot-tempered and is literally everywhere, so when the two of you hang out together after school or at the weekend, blue-haired feels that he can breathe and relax every muscle in his body. You’re his comfort person, and your room is a safe place without fear and noise.

↘ He also enjoys physical contact, but much more prefers to show affection in private, for example in your home or in his own bedroom.

↘ His favorite type of PDA is cuddling; he prefers to be a big spoon and hug you from behind, but he has no problem hugging against your chest or warm stomach, especially when he feels down because of school or racing.

↘ I have a strange feeling that Langa is the type of romantic who would make an amazing Spotify playlist for the two of you so you could listen to the songs, cuddling each other in the bed.

↘ If you can skateboard that’s great! For sure you, Langa and Reki will be a good trio that will meet often in the skate park or in ‘S’. I’m also pretty sure he’ll cheer for you, but at the same time he’ll be very cute with it and definitely more calm than his bestie. For example, if you do a trick... you’ll get a quick kiss on the nose or Langa will buy you your favorite drink. He definitely likes to pamper you.

↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard but you really want to start skateboarding to share your lover’s passion... Well, he will definitely give you a short (long) monologue about how dangerous it is, and you need to be careful – because he knows best of all how a fall on butt or face hurts.

↘ He always keeps a tiny set of colored plasters in his jacket or pants pocket to take care of you in the case of an unexpected accident, as Reki used to care for him.

↘ He’s a good teacher, but he will definitely need to calm his emotions, because sometimes instead of showing you how to slide down the railing, he will suggest something more down-to-earth, like going to the cinema to watch the movie you mentioned three days ago.

— MIYA

↘ Ahh, my precious smol baby.

↘ You are Miya’s first partner, so he still thinks that he’s not good enough for you, although you always reassure him with a light peck on the nose that he’s the best thing that has happened to you and that you’re very glad that you can be with him in every good and bad moment.

↘ The teenager is terribly shy about any physical contact outside, so if you aren’t at home, don’t expect a ton of hugs or kisses from him. He much prefers when you two are alone – then he doesn’t feel overwhelmed by the gazes of other people, especially other skaters who like to make fun of him. 

↘ I swear I’ll bite and beat them all...

↘ Miya is a delicate soul and he really likes to feel that someone look after him, so in a relationship he definitely prefers when you cares for him. For example; just touch his soft hair, ask about his well-being or when he will have a race and a huge smile will appear on his face.

↘ I think if he feels that you are the only one for him... Maybe he will lend you his favorite hoodie with cat ears and tail? He’ll be overjoyed to see that you feel good in it. You look extremely cute, but he’ll never admit it. 

↘ It smells like him, like wet earth and a hint of sweet perfume, and although it’s a strange combination, it feels really beautiful, downright safe and homey.

↘ For the next holiday (your birthday, your anniversary, Valentine’s Day or Christmas), he will give you a sweatshirt that matches to his own. It will be in your favorite color and will also have an animal accessory, not necessarily catish, because if you prefer dogs, rabbits or cows... You know, there are many options.

↘ If you know how to skateboard, he will be really calm and will feel that finally someone will want to spend time with him, training and riding together; not like in childhood when everyone turned away from him. He will definitely be moved when you grab his smooth hand and offer a long ride in the park. He definitely loves praise, so give him praise every now and then when he does a nice trick. He will also compliment you more than once and even give you a kiss on the cheek (of course if nobody is watching!). He’s not good at words, but he tries!

↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard... He may be a bit skeptical, but naturally he’ll agree to a few lessons in front of your or his house. Of course you originally just wanted to be close to him and hold his hand more often than usual, but it turned out to be pretty fun! Now, training is your typical dates.

↘ Miya is a sweet boy and although he may not look like that, he’s really protective, often jealous and always puts you at first place.

— KAORU

↘ This beautiful man, this angel-looking ideal, this ahhhh... Being in a relationship with him is pure pleasure and daily healing for the soul.

↘ He’s a calm, understanding and loving partner. I think he’s a bit old fashioned but that only adds much more charm to his person.

↘ He often calls you his ‘dearest’, ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’, isn’t that cute?

↘ You two don’t go out on dates too often, but I think Kaoru loves to spend time at home, having tea or on the couch while one of you is reading a book and the other is listening to music or just sleeping. He definitely doesn’t look like that, but he loves PDA/cuddling and is the best at it!

↘ He also likes it when you suggest learning calligraphy together. He never forced you to do this, but when he first heard that you would like to meet one of his passions, he was really happy and immediately showed you how to write with ink on the special paper he had in his flat. Obviously, more than once you ask him to write a simple letter or word, because you just love his handwriting and how focused he seems. He’s really hot then, I swear to god!

↘ You love his long hair and are always eager to give him a new, nice hairstyle; normal braid or fishtail braid. Maybe a bun or a ponytail with a few hairpins? He loves everything you do on him. In addition, the gentle head massage you give him each time is the most soothing thing in the world for him.

↘ If you know how to skating... He’s really surprised, but that doesn’t mean he’s unhappy or angry. He wants to see what you can do right away and you will surely feel a sweet kiss on your forehead more than once when the trick will be good or even better than you both thought. He’s a supportive boy, but doesn’t show it as vehemently as Reki, for example; he prefers to smile at you or clap softly.

↘ If you don’t know how to skate yet, but you asked him to teach you how to even stand on it... I imagine Kaoru going pale and trying to distract you from this idea because, as an experienced skater, he’s afraid that you will hurt yourself like any beginner. But your big eyes and ruddy cheeks are his weaknesses, so he’ll trust both you and Carla and help you keep your balance on his beloved, black-violet board. Reward him later with quick kisses or give him his favorites, okay?

↘ To sum up, Kaoru is a good and honest lover. He definitely loves your company and won’t mind spending his free time seriously and frivolously with you.

— KOJIROU

↘ This guy is the definition of the sentence ‘Through the stomach to the heart’. Any objections? No. So let’s gooooo!

↘ Kojirou is a PERFECT second half. Both in character and appearance. If he fall in love with someone seriously, and it will be you, then know that he’ll care for you like about a member of the royal family; breakfasts in bed, an Italian supper, the perfect choice of wine for a chicken or steak are things that have become a sweet daily thing for you at some point.

↘ He loves to show you affection and absolutely has no problem doing it in public, even when he’s working or when you two are in a tight crowd on the train or in the ‘S’ before his race. He will kiss you hard on the lips, grab your skin on your butt or hug your waist. It’s just that everyone needs to know that you belong to him. He’s just as clingy as Reki, and sometimes even worse and bolder.

↘ Of course he has cute side; he likes to lie on the bed or the sofa with you on his chest. He loves being between your thighs and sleep there. He definitely has a weak point in that when you you run your finger on his tattoo or cook dinner with him, throwing ingredients at him and laughing out loud.

↘ Another romantic who uses thousands of pet names (like babey, cutie, doll, pumpkin, kitten). Plus, he loves to dance with you in the kitchen and steal a few kisses here and there. Also, if you aren’t looking, he likes to surprise you with a big, bear hug.

↘ I think he’s a bit impatient, so he doesn’t like to sit at home and prefers dates in crazy places (such as an amusement park, swimming pool, karaoke bar) – it’s his favorite way of spending your time together. As a gentleman, he always pays for you, unless you go faster and bring your ATM card to the card reader as first. But don’t be surprised when Kojirou will just buy you cotton candy or popcorn shortly afterwards.

↘ If you know how to skateboard, he’s as excited as a kid and will definitely offer you a date at the skate park. Naturally, he wants to show off to others what a super cool partner he has, but he also wants others to know that you’re here together to kick everyone’s asses with your abilities. You’re definitely a powerful couple and you have the matching necklaces!

↘ But if you don’t know how to skating then... well, well, well. Just be prepared that one day (without even asking for it) you’ll stand on his beloved board and he will grab your hips, smiling silly. He enjoy skin ship so this guy feels utopian when he can be near you. He definitely won’t spare you compliments, long pecks, and smack your butt when you do something great, so you have to get used to it... and it’s going to be a long training session, so good luck, my friend.

↘ He’s a funny guy, but he’ll never cross your limits, so don’t worry about that. However, he will always find a topic for conversation or a joke to relax the atmosphere or cheer you up. You will never be bored with him.

[takemealivelh]

you want me to fuck you in your car? - lh

professor!luke reconnects with his high school sweetheart and they end up having car sex.

smut. 2.4k 

feedback is appreciated !

luke goes to the bar after a long day at the school. they’re preparing everything for the next pta meeting. it’s tomorrow. he sits on a stool at the counter and orders a beer. he listens to the chill music coming from the speakers. it’s almost like being at starbucks. looking around, he notices the couples behind him. there’s one on the left corner, another by the window. sometimes he wishes he was in a relationship. he misses it. the only real relationship he’s ever had was with a girl from his school. all that’s happened next has been nothing but friends with benefits and one-night stands. he can’t help being almost addicted to sex. it frees him. he likes the feeling of being in control, especially because he feels like he has no power over anything anymore. luke checks his phone almost by accident, like he didn’t mean to open instagram and see the messages no one sent. it’s 8.23.

sofía goes to the bar after a long day at the studio. a new artist is trying to get their music out on the world. they pay’s good. the artist? not so much. a long day of editing vocals. she goes to the counter and looks at all the bottles of alcohol that are on the wall. she orders a beer. while she waits for the bartender to bring her her drink, sofía looks around and sees a familiar face. is that-? it’s the same nose, the same lips, the same blue eyes. but his hair is longer and curlier. he doesn’t wear jeans and flannels anymore, he wears a well-tailored gray suit. a chain around his neck. is that-?

when the beers are brought to the customers, sofía makes her way towards him. if it is the guy she thinks she is... her first kiss, her first time having sex, the car trips, the classes together and making funny faces at each other. 

luke? she asks, tapping his shoulder. he’s been on his phone this whole time and hasn’t noticed her. 

at the touch, luke looks up and sees her. her thick brows and lush lips in a earthy nude tone. she’s wearing a black, loose crop-top and high-waisted jeans. she doesn’t look like the girl he used to know. dresses and tights, converse, a raggy look. but her tone is the same. the same distinct voice. 

they engage in conversation about the past and present. i’m teaching at our old school. really? yeah, maths. it’s boring. they talk about her work. yeah, i’m working on a studio for the first time in my life. that’s crazy, isn’t it? they laugh over three beers and decide to give each other their numbers so they can go on a date later in the week.

wow, sofía. he remembers her teenage years as he walks home from the bar. she used to be a rebel. breaking curfew and smoking in the parking lot of their high school. she was only sixteen. he was a year older. they started hanging out because of friends in common and a similar taste in music. i play the guitar, i learned a green day song the other day. show me. and he would play the chords and start singing for her. he didn’t have the best vocals, and he was shy. she would tease him and yell encore! and he would blush in his room. they shared their first kiss in her car, after going bowling with the rest of their friends. it was cold outside and the heater was on to the maximum. you’re really pretty, he said as he pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

tuesday. that’s the day of their date. they have been texting, mostly silly stuff about their date and how the bar they’re going to has a pearl jam live tribute band performing there. they both love pearl jam. they used to listen to the album ten in her room for what it seemed hours. her mom would come up to the room and open the door without knocking, asking if they wanted coffee or dinner. 

sofía puts on a semi-flowy nineties dress. blue. small white daisies. she does her makeup. turquoise on the inner corner of her eyes. she’s excited, and a little bit nervous. well, it’s luke, after all. he’s seen her at her worst. when she couldn’t leave her bed and wouldn’t go to school because she was too depressed. in all fairness, she witnessed some tragic moments herself. he would fight people at parties because of his anger issues. he never, ever, did lay a hand on her. he loved her and respected her. she sighs as she looks at her reflection in the elevator mirror.

a text. 

i’m stuck at work.

oh, she replies.

but i wanna see u

it’s okay luke

come meet me here. i could go get us some donuts from the teacher’s room.

she laughs and says okay.

luke smiles down at his phone. the classroom is empty but he’s grading papers. he hates doing that at home. his apartment is for sleeping and having fun. the school is for working. he hopes sofía doesn’t hate him too much for changing the plans. he didn’t mean to. sighing, luke leans back on his chair and puts his arms over his head. hands holding it. he wonders what will happen. will he have fun? will it be like time never happened? they broke up when she left the state to study music production. but they never fought. no one felt like the other wasn’t doing enough. they knew they needed to start a new chapter in their lives. without each other. luke goes to the bathroom to check himself in the mirror. he doesn’t look too bad. a white button down and black pants. he undoes the first four buttons, exposing more of his chest and the chain he always wears. he runs his fingers through his hair and leaves the curls in place.

a text.

i’m outside.

he meets her in the parking lot, she hasn’t left the car. so, he climbs in the passenger seat and smiles. hi, he says. sorry for ruining our date. don’t worry about it, she says. i just wanted to see you. both of their eyes sparkle. they haven’t been in her car in so long. sofía still drives the same nissan versa she had since her junior year in high school. sorry it’s messy, she looks at the cds on each compartment of the sides of the car, and the floor beneath luke’s leg. there are a dozen of them. nirvana, 5SOS, halsey, lana del rey, tori amos, the cardigans...

you listen to cds in the car? he asks, picking up a case of a tyler, the creator album. yeah, is that nerdy? i feel like they sound better. she blushes, not sure where to put her hands, so she places them on her lap, playing with the rings on her fingers. this man had her whole heart when she was a teenager, and he looks different, but he still feels the same. they laugh about stories from their high school days. he reminds her of the time they went to a coffee shop, but couldn’t decide which, so they ended up walking around for an hour. no coffee.

you’re still beautiful to me, he says suddenly. she smiles. they stay quiet for a second before she pushes a strand of hair behind his ear.

they’re in the back of the car. luke is shirtless, sitting on the middle. sofía is on top of him, dressed hiked up to her hips. sorry i’m nervous, she says softly. i haven’t been with anyone in a while. there’s been a drought, she jokes. luke chuckles and cups her face. i’ve missed you having you like this. he kisses her, tenderly at first. passionately next. the car is playing an old soundgarden album. it feels like time goes backwards. they’re still seventeen and they’re about to have sex.

luke’s hands trail down her neck, down her collarbones and place themselves on her hips. he’s semi-hard. having her on his lap, both legs at each side of him, is a sight he didn’t know he needed. the parking lot of the school is quiet. sofía leans down to kiss him again. he bites her lower lip and drags it. her hands press against his naked chest. she plays with the chain on his neck. so sexy of him. 

your mom will hear us, he said. a worried tone in his voice. she’s asleep, she reminded him. she took her night pills. she won’t hear us.

sofía rolls her hips into him, shyly. this earns a smirk from his lips. she didn’t use to be this cautious. she’d always been the one in charge. he wonders about the drought she told him about. but then she tugs at the chain and he lets out a small sound. length growing in size. you want me to fuck you in your car? he dares to ask. sofía’s face is buried in his neck and he feels her nod. please, i want you, she says. his hand finds her panties. he finds them wet for him. a devious smile on his face. she always got so wet around him. even if he was just messing with her on his room. the would watch a movie and his hand would find the way beneath her jeans to finger her.

luke lets out a satisfied, small sound. she kisses his neck, biting softly. he unzips his pants and struggles to push them and his briefs down. she stands a little and his her head on the ceiling. careful there, he teases with a smile. i’m sorry, i’m so awkward. no, not at all. they kiss as luke tugs her panties down. she moans so imperceptibly, if her mouth hadn’t been near his earlobe, he wouldn’t have noticed. sofía trails a hand down his chest, she reaches for his length between their bodies. he’s fully erect now. luke groans. fuck, he says. 

she remembers going down on him several times. both of their rooms, her car, bathrooms. her touch is delicate and luke needs her to be rougher. he’s gotten used to hard-hitting sex. mostly because of her. she used to be so wild. what had happened? he looks for her face, cups it once again and looks into her eyes. it’s me, sofía. it’s just me. his smile is reassuring and she feels her skin bristle. okay, she says. her fingertips are a bit rough from playing guitar, and the sensation is driving luke insane. she pumps him a few times until there’s precum leaking from him. hold on, he says. i have a condom in my wallet. can you hand me my pants? she smiles and does as he says. 

the first few times they didn’t use protection. there was a pregnancy scare, but they went through it alone. no one ever found out, not even their parents. not even their closest friends. it was their little secret.

when he rolls the condom on him, sofía bumps her head on the ceiling once again. they both laugh. she feels more relaxed. and watching him, look at her with hungry eyes, she can feel herself give into him. fuck me, luke. she whispers against his lips. luke nods his head and adjusts himself, ready to enter her. her folds are slippery and he likes that. she’s always been so tight. as he pushes in, sofía gasps. she hadn’t remember how big he was. hands on her waist, luke waits for her to adjust to his length. she feels so good. his eyes are closed, but he forces them open. ride me, he murmurs. okay, she sighs in pleasure and starts rolling her hips into him. luke pulls out almost completely before he slams back inside, earning the most beautiful moan from her. you make such pretty sounds, you always have. she smiles and places both hands around his neck. she feels more comfortable. comfortable enough to ride him like she used to do. fast and rough. fuck, fuck, fuck, he groans, watching her eyes close and a smirk on her lips. she moans out when he hits a particularly sensitive spot.

they’ve both missed this. the closeness, the intimacy. luke hasn’t been with anyone like that since her. no one has made him see stars exploding beneath his eyelids. now, there are fireworks there. her mouth hangs open as she bounces on top of him. god, she breathes heavily. luke kisses her chin, the base of her throat. a hand goes down, reaching between them so his fingers can touch her clit. she gasps again. come on, come on, he repeats in her ear. i want you to fall apart on me. his fingers move in a circular motion, making her moans grow louder. seeing her like this, losing control on top of him, is so sexy. she’s always been sexy. and tonight, even with her dress on, she’s the most arousing creature he’s ever met.

i’m so close, luke. fuck. her muscles tense up and there’s a swirly feeling in her stomach. he fucks her senseless. he fucks her gently. he pushes inside as much as he can and pulls her hair. please, she whines. his grip grow tighter on her waist, guiding her up and down. you’re so gorgeous, he groans. sofía nods her head and bites her lower lip while her head is tilted to one side. she bounces on him like she’s riding a racing horse. 

sofía feels her arms tighten around his neck and soon she’s falling apart right on top of him. her moans are loud enough for the trees outside to witness it. fuck, luke! she screams as his fingers keep playing with her clit. luke’s eyes are widened with lust. he’s about to cum, too. 

she falls on top of him and he keeps fucking her. her eyes are closed and watery as she places her forehead on his naked shoulder. don’t stop, she hushes against his skin. luke moves his hips up and down until it gets sloppy. shit, fuck, he groans and soon enough, he feels everything tighten and he’s spilling inside the condom. he digs his fingers into her body, causing her to sigh with satisfaction. 

he stays inside her after they both calm down. cockwarming. they look at each other’s eyes and laugh. i’ve missed you, luke. she blushes against him, holding him tight in her arms. me too, princess. you did so well.

[sashi-ya]

Hey!! How are you? Everything you write is amazing. Can I request nsfw hcs or OS with Ace and Law when they drink/eat an aphrodisiac by accident?

Hi!! Thank you so much for your words!! I'm really glad you like my work!. I wrote two little OS for you. I loved the idea, and couldn't stop laughing specially with Law's story! I don't know why but I wrote them more on the funny side. I hope you like it! ♥

NSFW Ace and Law accidentally eating aphrodisiac food ♥

You can read the same prompt for Zoro, Sabo, Shanks & Mihawk here

Law.

“Babe, remember when I told you I wanted to take a vacation?”, you tell your boyfriend, Trafalgar D. Water Law. He is sitting on his couch, reading a book on “Surgical Pathology”, but puts down his book when he hears your question. “Uhum… you already thought about where you wanna go?”, he asks you. “Weeeeell, someone texted me and invited us to… uhm…”. Law tilts his head a little, narrowing his eyes because of your suspicious tone. “Where?”, he asks you, almost demanding you to speak. “Uhm… Viola texted me… you know…”, you confess and Law interrupts you by lifting his hand, “No, you are not saying Dressrosa for the love of God, I beg you”. “But baaaabe….”, you complain almost like a little child.

He leaves the book on the little table next to the couch, stands up, walks to the door, and tells you, “I’m not coming back to that place”. “Ok…”, you tell him with tears in your eyes, you know he didn’t mean to hurt you, but it made you sad.

The night comes and you’ve been thinking about how stupid you were for even proposing such a terrible destination for your holidays. Law suffered so much on that island, and despite the place being no longer under the control of Doflamingo, coming back will probably make him feel like shit.

But suddenly something unexpected happens, and Law approaches you from behind, while you are cooking, and tells you, “Babe, I’m sorry for earlier, if you really want to go there, let’s go. I know we’ve been through a lot and you deserve to rest”. “For real??”, you tell him, excited. “Uhum”, he says while kissing your shoulder. You know Law is making a big effort to face old ghosts from his past and that just shows how much he loves you and how he is willing to confront everything in order to make you happy.

It’s already morning and you text Viola telling her you are visiting them in a few days, and begin to pack for the trip. Next day you two are on the way to “Dressrosa, country of love and passion”.

“Ahh finally!. Hello Dressrosa!!”, you say, stretching your arm as you descend the Polar Tang. The whole city has been reconstructed, and the architecture seems exactly the same as when you two arrived for the first time on the island. Yet, the castle is now on a bigger plateau, so you remember Pica -and his funny voice-. “Law… do you… do you remember Pica’s voice?”, you tell your boyfriend trying to hold your laugh. “Yeah, I do”, he says seriously with a little almost noticeable smirk. But when you two look at each other, start laughing out loud. It’s just so magical and heartwarming to see Law truly laughing at something…

Then you go visit Viola, Rebbeca, Kyros and the King who are waiting for you with a big table prepared for tea time. They really love you, Rebbeca asks you about Lucy -Luffy-, and the afternoon turns into night chatting and laughing with all of them, especially when Leo and Mansherry arrive at the tea party.

“Well, it’s been a long day, huh?” Law asks you as he hugs you in bed. “Yes, thank you for real”, you tell him, your head nuzzled on his tattooed chest. “What are the plans for tomorrow?”, he asks you, curious. “I thought about going to the street market in the morning, Sanji asked me if I could get some special fruits for him. what do you think?”, you tell him. “Yeah, whatever you want it’s ok with me, babe”, he tells you, and soon after you two fall asleep.

The streets seem pretty busy, and the people -now totally human, not toys- flood the city with laughs and happiness. Some of them even recognize you, so you wave at them forcing Law to at least smile.

“Wait a sec, this is the place where Sanji told me they sell what he wants”, you tell Law as you enter that suspicious store. After a few minutes you go outside with two bags and then you two keep exploring the island.

You are mesmerized with the pretty dresses from there that the last time you weren’t able to buy for obvious reasons, so Law tells you to get one and grabs your bags. You enter a big store and spend at least an hour trying to choose the best typical dress to impress your boyfriend, until you find the perfect one.

When you go out you see Law sitting on the street a little bit sweaty. “How weird, it’s not that hot”, you think as you approach him. “Babe, are you ok?”, you ask him. He looks at you, with a troubled expression but denying something bad is happening to him. You help him, and as he stands up he stretches his blue sweater like he was trying to cover something. “I got the perfect dress, you have to see it”, you tell him, and he quickly says “Awesome, let’s go to the hotel so you can show it to me”. He spanks your ass, but quickly looks in another direction. You are surprised, Law is not usually that spontaneous, but you like it, so you head to your room.

Once you are there, Law runs to the bathroom and locks himself inside. You knock the door asking what’s wrong but you only hear the water running. “Law, are you ok?? are you sick? Do you need help, meds, something?”, you tell him. “Babe…, can… can you please ask at the reception if they have ice?”, he tells you with a voice that seems as if he was hurting. “Ice?...Yeah babe, give me a sec”, you tell him and call the receptionist so they could bring a pack of ice to the room. They quickly bring it and you knock on the bathroom door again to give the ice pack to him. When he opens the door, you try to enter but he grabs the pack from your hands and closes the door again.

“Law, what the fuck is going on? Please tell me. Do you have a fever or what?!!!”, you shout and knock on the door once more, this time violently. After some seconds, your boyfriend finally speaks and says embarrassed, “The fuck you bought on that shop?”. “What shop?”, you ask him, confused. “That stupid shop, Kuroashi-ya told you about”. And then, everything makes sense to you, you run to the bags and discover that one of the jars of that special fruit Sanji asked for was empty. “Law… did you… did you eat… did you eat the whole jar?”, you ask your boyfriend, half worried, half on the edge of burst laughing.

He remains silent for a minute until he confesses his crime to you, “Yeah I was hungry… why?”. “Laaaaaw, you are not supposed to eat more than one, perhaps two of those fruits… they are… they are the world’s most powerful aphrodisiac”, you tell him and this time you just can’t hold your laugh.

“Stop laughing!! I hate this fucking place!!”, he shouts at you and you quickly stop laughing so you can help him. “Babe, get out of the bathroom, you are going to be ok, it’s temporary, come on”, you tell him in order to calm him down. “If I get out of the bathroom, I’m afraid I’m fucking you until a let you unconscious, you stupid fuck”, he threatens you. You expected some sex happening during the vacations, but this… it’s just too good to let it slip. “Come on then, come on and fuck me”, you say, inciting him.

Suddenly, the bathroom door violently opens, Law is standing there looking at you, sweaty, wearing only his jeans, that shows how his erect member wants to be finally freed from that fabric jail. You are already on the bed, calling him with a beckoning finger.

Law is turned on to the point he looks almost like a beast, so what follows next is you being devoured and fucked like he never fucked you before.

“Damn Kuroashi-ya, I thought my dick was going to explode”, he tells you once the effect has passed, relaxing on the bed, with a pleased expression. Your legs are left trembling, your neck is full of hickies. “Yeah… damn him…” you tell him, laughing but sore to the point you won't be able to walk for at least a few hours more...

Ace.

After exploring that natural paradise, a new island that probably nobody has ever been to before, Shirohige’s pirate crew return to the Moby Dick with their bags full of meat, vegetables and some fungus they picked up from the place.

It’s already noon and Thatch is about to prepare some food out of those ingredients for them. Yet, one of the fungus seems suspicious so he decides to not include it on the menu. But, Ace, as gluttonous as he is, enters the kitchen and while hanging around the cook he sees the fungus and eats it.

“Ace… did you eat the fungus?”, asks Thatch to him. “Weeeeell, I might have…”, says the freckled boy while looking at the ground fidgeting back and forward with his hands inside the pockets of his shorts. “You are just like your brother. What if it’s poisonous?”, the cook tells him. “Don’t worry, it’s not”, Ace tells him and leaves the kitchen laughing.

During dinner, he abruptly stands up from the table, and everyone around him, including you, asks him what the hell was going on. “Nothing”, he says and sits back in his place.

You ask him why he is bouncing his leg nervously. He looks at you, and whispers into your ear, “Baaabe, I’m horny. But, really horny”. “What?”, you say to him. “You know is bad manners to have secrets”, one of the guys tells you, so Ace tells him to shut the fuck up.

The dinner passes and you watch Ace begin to suffer even more the effects of that aphrodisiac fungus. His freckled cheeks are now turned red, a bead of sweat runs through his neck and he is not even talking. You begin to worry, Ace has always been the soul of the party, and now you can barely hear him speak.

Suddenly, he stands up, lifts you up in his arms and carries you over his shoulder to the room. “Aaaace, what the fuck?”, you shout to him, screaming and stomping your feet. “I just can’t take anymore, I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m about to explode”, he says as he throws you to the bed.

He begins to unbuckle his belt, when Marco knocks the door. “Ace, Thatch told me you eat a weird fungus… Did the fungus have red spots all over it?”.

Ace looks at you, and then says “mmm… yeah… why?”. Marco begins to laugh, and says “That’s an aphrodisiac fungus, Ace… Y/n, good luck tonight”.

You widen your eyes, and say “M-Marco… the fuck are you talking about?”, but before you could say anything else Ace is already over you, and what follows next, are your nails carving the inked skin of his back. Ace was hungry for you, and you let him eat you out, completely.

[ptergwen]

through the lens

w/c: 2.3k

warnings: swearing and mentions of blood (all fluff tho!)

summary: yours and peter’s date night doesn’t go as planned, thanks to his “little” accident and mj’s photography project

a/n: it’s been a minute but i’m back! for now lol i promise i’ll be way more active when exam season is over <3 this was based off the lovely pic above taken by the even lovelier zendaya and i hope you enjoy these… let’s call it random workings of my mind

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“hang on, can you come closer?” mj instructs you, you promptly stepping towards her. “is this good?” “great,” she affirms and squints behind the camera. “smile really big on the count of three, okay? one, two, three!” doing as she says, you give mj your cheesiest grin with your eyes squeezed shut and all. she snickers while snapping the moment on her polaroid.

mj asked you to be her subject for a photography project. you’re happy to do it, although it’s super last minute. like, barging-into-your-room-and-begging-you-for-help last minute. she was supposed to turn this in days ago. lucky for mj, her teacher was feeling generous and gave her an extension.

you have to work fast because of mj’s deadline and your plans with peter. he’s coming over for a movie marathon and cuddles right about now. well, he’s actually running a tad bit late. that’s typical peter for you.

“just a couple more, and then you’re free,” mj informs you while shaking out the polaroid. “this is honestly pretty fun, you know.” you glance at the photo she’s holding with an eyebrow quirked in surprise. she captures you well. “what made you choose me?” “no one else was free on a saturday,” she snorts and tosses the picture in a pile with the rest.

your mouth falls agape. “i’m not free! peter’s gonna be here in…” you check the time on your phone, much to your dismay. “he’s a few minutes late, but still. i have things to do, too.” a smirk sets on mj’s face as she gets ready for the next photograph. “relax, y/n/n. i was kidding. i’m sure spider-dweeb will be here sooner than you know it.” sighing lightheartedly, you take a seat on your bed.

“don’t call him that,” you shake your head. mj throws her own head back to the ceiling. “ugh, but that was a good one,” she insists, you only humming. “it’s better than penis parker, at least.” “nah, i like the alliteration,” you laugh out and earn a giggle from mj. “you’re lucky parker doesn’t have super hearing, or does he?” winking, you hit a pose for mj. you’re looking at her over your shoulder with smolder eyes.

“ask him yourself, after you get this shot.”

the two of you continue messing around with her polaroid until the film is almost gone, and peter has yet to arrive. you’re starting to worry. you aren’t sure where he could be.

he doesn’t patrol on weekends unless it’s an emergency, and he would’ve told you if there was one already. he’s never this late without sending a text, either. it’s almost an hour past when date night should’ve started. on the other occasions peter has gone off the grid, they didn’t end well.

“i’m freaking out, em. do you think he’s in some kind of trouble?” you ask mj, pacing around your bedroom. she offers a sympathetic shrug. “maybe he just ate some bad yogurt. remember last time?” being the dummy he is, peter once scarfed down an entire tub of vanilla yogurt before he realized it was expired. no one heard from him for days. he didn’t show up to school or answer any calls.

may ended up inviting you over and explaining he’d gotten a stomach bug, which you then tended to him for the rest of. the story was so amusing, and so peter.

“may doesn’t buy him dairy anymore. why do you think he always raids your freezer?” you bring your fingers up to rub your temples. “the kid can empty ice cream cartons in one bite,” she agrees, silently cringing. her curiosity piques at the fact. “is that also a power?” “who cares?” you nearly shout, your fingers curling into fists. “what i wanna know is if peter is fucking okay.”

on cue, there’s a knock at your apartment door. you and mj exchange looks of urgency, both rushing out of your room to answer.

mj follows you through the hall and stands by your side while you fumble with the lock. when your door pulls open, ned has his hand raised to knock again. “ned? what are you doing here?” you don’t give him the chance to speak. “have you heard from peter? he was supposed to be here a while ago, but he never showed.” rather than answering in words, ned takes a step aside.

the sight you’re met with makes you gasp. peter peeks out from behind him, cuts and bruises littering his flushed face. he gives you a lopsided smile.

“you have your answer,” mj murmurs to you and eyes ned curiously. he lets out a nervous chuckle. “here he is.” you push past ned and practically jump into peter’s arms, your hug bone-crushing. “peter, oh my god! are you okay?” wincing, peter hugs you back by your waist. his chin rests carefully on your head.

“hey… i’m alright, baby. still pretty sore, though,” he sucks his lower lip between his teeth. you take the hint to loosen your grip on him. “i was worried something bad might’ve happened to you. i… i guess i was right.” your tone softens, you threading a hand in his curls. they’re completely disheveled from whatever went down with him.

ned heads inside to catch up with mj, the two of them letting you have a moment alone.

“someone’s got a spidey sense of their own, huh?” peter tries to lighten the mood by joking. it doesn’t work, a frown still evident on your face as you try to untangle his once soft locks. “baby, everything’s fine. i just… had a little accident is all. no big deal,” he reassures you and moves in to peck your lips. you’re so shocked that you dodge the kiss.

“little? your whole face is black and blue, pete!” you tug on the white collar of his button up, peter letting out a shaky breath. your other hand comes to rest on his cheek, touch gentle. “how’d you get like this?” he licks across his lips shyly and sets his hands on your hips. “see, on the way over there were these bad guys who-“

“no there weren’t,” ned cuts in, scoffing at the beginning of his friend’s story. peter shoots him a warning look over your head. “yes there were, ned. you weren’t even there!” he catches mj glaring at him before he continues. “don’t listen to him. anyway, i had to fight them because…” when he trails off, you stroke your thumb across his cheek, avoiding any wounds in the way. raising both eyebrows, mj speaks up.

“because why? go on, parker. i’m intrigued,” she encourages him. everyone can tell peter is lying except you. the question really is, what’s he lying about? he gulps down his spit, pulling your body against his for comfort. “take your time, peter. we can wait,” you say only for him to hear. his love filled eyes meet yours, and he nods. ned huffs at the dramatics unfolding before him.

“dude, you’re making this way worse than it actually is. just tell her!” he demands, mj cocking her head to the side. peter’s gaze flits between the two of them. “tell me what?” you wonder softly and tilt his chin, willing him to look at you again. “i… i…” peter’s shoulders slump, his voice lowering in defeat. “there weren’t any bad guys.”

“of course there weren’t,” ned confirms. “no shit,” mj adds. exhaling, you wait for your boyfriend to further elaborate. “what really happened, then? be honest, pete.” peter lets go of you so he can come into your apartment properly, you shutting the door behind him. he scratches the back of his neck as he fills you in. “ok. um, me and ned were hanging out.”

ned is attempting to stifle a laugh for some reason, which mj elbows him for. you take one of peter’s hands. “yeah?” “we were at my place, and… you know those really slippery steps on the sixth floor?” peter pauses for someone to answer, playing with your fingers. “the ones flash almost wiped out on once?” mj questions in amusement. he lets a quiet chuckle out. “good times. yeah, those.”

his gaze averts to the ground, you listening on. “so, i was walking ned out on my way over. we were talking about spidey stuff-“ “as per usual,” mj mumbles to herself. ned raises his hands in defense. “—and i told ned i could always stick my landings. he didn’t believe me.” you playfully roll your eyes, seeing where this is going. “so… i, uh, decided to show him,” peter finishes off.

“i did a, um, backflip. tripped and fell down the flight of stairs,” he finally admits to you, putting his other hand on top of your intertwined ones. “clearly, i was wrong.” his bloody face is now red from humiliation. “you didn’t trip, dude. you freaking summersaulted!” ned corrects him and bursts into laughter he’s been holding back. “idiots, both of you,” mj simply remarks.

“that’s it? why didn’t you just say that?” you almost laugh yourself. groaning, peter rests his forehead against yours. “because it’s embarrassing! i wanted you to think i’m a tough guy or whatever.” placing both hands on his cheeks this time, you nuzzle your nose against his. “you don’t have to be a tough guy to impress me, babes. you’re kind, smart, funny. makes up for you being such a klutz.”

peter cracks a grin, easily capturing your lips in the kiss he didn’t get to before. it doesn’t last long because mj gags and ned whistles at you. you’re both giggling when you pull apart, peter kissing the tip of your nose for good measure.

“you really mean that?” he checks, tucking back a strand of hair from your face. “of course. i have a thing for himbos,” you tease and poke at his bare chest. his eyes widen. “how about i get you some ice and you find our first movie?” you’re already off to the kitchen, beaming at peter. “date night’s still on?” he happily plops down on your couch, mj showing ned her pictures from earlier.

“as soon as those two get out of here,” you call loudly enough so ned and mj hear you. “yeah, yeah. we’re leaving,” mj deadpans, shoving the photos back into her portfolio. peter glances over at it curiously. “what’s that for?” “photography project,” she says and gets an idea. “i have some film left. y/n took up most of it… you losers want the rest?”

while mj coerces her way to a higher grade, you put some popcorn in the microwave for your movie marathon.

“well, i could use a new lockscreen. i’m in!” ned quickly concedes. him and mj both give peter hopeful looks. “i’m not!” he protests, squishing one of your pillows against his chest. “with my face looking like… this? forget about it.” mj walks over to him and places her portfolio on the coffee table. “what? those gashes are gnarly… in a good way, i mean,” she promises.

“painful, too,” peter murmurs. “y/n, hurry up with that ice!” mj demands, grabbing the polaroid camera from its string around her neck. you wave her off. “what i’m saying is, they’ll look sick in my portfolio.” mj forces a smile, ned looking at her weirdly. “uh, what’s the theme of your project again?” “freestyle, baby,” mj casually replies.

peter comes up with a condition that could persuade him. “if you say please, i might consider it,” he concludes, mj perking up. “please be in my project. pretty please?” she instantly requests, ned pursing his lips from behind her. peter rubs his chin. “y/n, what do you think? should i?” you pipe in from the kitchen. “yeah, so she’ll leave my house.”

“you heard the lady. i’ll do it,” peter gives in. all but squealing, mj gestures for ned to sit. “this’ll only take a few minutes. you guys are really saving my ass.” ned gets comfortable next to peter on the couch, who wants to see how far mj will really go. “aw, we are? i believe that calls for a…” ned catches on. “it comes after please…” mj picks up her camera with gritted teeth. “thank you, morons. say cheese!”

that’s the only warning peter and ned get before they’re blinded with the flash. ned does a toothy grin as he leans into peter’s side. peter musters up the best smile he can, hair a mess and cuts burning pink on his face. satisfied, mj snatches the photograph as it pops out.

“pleasure doing business with you two,” she states, you joining the three of them in the living room. you set the popcorn on the table and give peter his ice pack. he presses it to his cheek, kissing the back of your hand. “send me that!” ned reminds mj, helping himself to your bowl of popcorn. she salutes him.

“there’s my star. what do you say, y/n? wanna take one more really quick?” mj suggests, already holding up her polaroid. you take the other cushion next to peter, your head on his shoulder. “can peter be in it with me? since he’s in the modeling mood tonight.” he wraps an arm tightly around you. “let’s do it, sweetness.”

eagerly jumping in front of you two, mj crouches down to get a better angle. “on the count of three. one, two, three!” the camera clicks, and you surprise peter by laying a smooch on one of his cheeks. he’s holding the ice against his other, genuinely smiling for this picture. ned coos at you, mj showing off her work when it dries.

“how adorable,” she says sarcastically but means it. peter nods at her in appreciation, his lips brushing the side of your head. “what can i say, you’re a pro,” you compliment mj. “come on, em!” ned cheers through a mouthful of popcorn.

tonight was an unexpected and exciting mess, even if your date night did get crashed.

[waitimcomingtoo]

Oh Brother

Pairing: Peter Parker x Flash’s sister!reader

Requested by @forlaughingoutl0ud : Peter has a crush on you, despite how much your brother torments him

Masterlist

Flash was known to torment Peter.

You, being Flash’s sister, were known to defend Peter from your brothers antics.

“Morning, Penis Parker.” Flash came up to Peter at his locker. “What did you have for breakfast this morning? Food stamps?”

Before Peter could respond, you appeared behind Flash and grabbed his ear.

“Ow! Ow ow ow ow!” He whined as you pulled him by the ear, dragging him away from Peter. Peter watched you with a smile as you dragged your brother away.

“Let’s go.” You sighed. “If you’re late to homeroom, Mrs. Weiss is gonna send a note home. Again.”

It was an every day occurrence.

“Nice shoes, Parker.” Flash snorted. “Dumpster diving is so amazing these days, isn’t it?”

“Oh my God, you’re so funny.” You whipped around in your seat and narrowed your eyes at your brother. “Tell us another one. Please?”

He liked it to keep it consistent.

“Can anyone tell me what this number is?” Your teacher asked as she wrote the digits of Pi, 3.14, on the board.

“It’s Parker’s annual income.” Flash called out, earning a few laughs.

“Why is it that no one ever wants to hear you speak and yet you’re always talking?” You piped up in Peters defense. The class “ooed” at your comeback and Peter smiled shyly to himself.

“Whatever.” Flash scoffed. “You look fat today.”

“I’m sorry, Peter.” You directed your attention to Peter. “He’s a little cranky this morning.”

“It’s okay.” He smiled sheepishly. You smiled back and shot him a wink before turning around in your seat.

And that was when Peter realized he was whipped for you.

“Can anyone tell me what an impulse is?” The teacher asked the class one day. “Yes, Flash?”

“It’s something you really want to do and have no control over.” Flash answered. “Like when I give Peter a wedgie during gym class, I did it on an impulse. That means I can’t be held responsible.”

“No.” The teacher signed. “Can anyone else tell me what it is? Yes, Peter?”

“A change in momentum.” Peter said, just a little smugly. “Ft equals mv minus mu.”

“Thank you, Peter.” The teacher smiled. “That’s right.”

“I was technically also right.” Flash spoke up. “You didn’t specify what context it was in.”

“This is a physics class.” You laughed. “That’s your context.”

“Whatever. You don’t have to defend him just because he has a giant crush on you.” Flash shot back and the class reacted accordingly. It was common knowledge that Peter had feelings for you and Flash liked to use that to his advantage.

“What? No I don’t.” Peter stammered. “That would be stupid.”

“Why would it be stupid?” You looked at him curiously, sending a flush across his face.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Can we get back to the lesson, please?” Your teacher asked through a tight smile. “You three can sort this out in your free time.”

“Lucky for us, Peter never has anything but free time.” Flash taunted. “Being poor really opens up your schedule.”

“Leave him alone, Eugene.” You snapped. “This is why mom doesn’t love you.”

“She does too!” Flash took the bait. “You’re the adopted one.”

“I know.” You shrugged smugly. “Our parents chose me. You were just an unfortunate accident.”

“My existence is not unfortunate.” He stated.

“Aren’t you a Gemini?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.” He said.

I’m a Gemini too I’m so sorry

“Then yeah, it is.” You scrunched your nose. The class stopped laughed at Peter and directed their attention to Flash. Peter looked at you in amazement and you winked at him.

“Thompsons.” The teacher interrupted. “I want you out of this class. Both of you. Now.”

You glared at your brother angrily as you grabbed your bag and headed towards the door.

“This is all your fault.” He growled at you as he opened the door.

“Oh, please.” Your argument was muffled as you made your way down the hallway.

Peter’s leg bounced in anticipation as he waited for the bell to ring, springing out of his seat as soon as it did. He immediately went to your locker, where you were busy putting your books away. Peter took a deep breath before he approached you, nervously making the first move.

“Hey.” He spoke up, making you turn your head in his direction. You shot him a smile that heated his entire face up.

“Hey, Peter.” You greeted. “Did I miss anything fun in physics?”

“Not really.” He shrugged. “Unless you like learning about momentum.”

“You know what, Peter? I can’t say I do.” You chuckled as you took a notebook out of your locker.

“Thanks for sticking up for me before. I’m sorry you got kicked out of class.”

“Don’t be sorry.” You shook your head and shut your locker. “It was totally worth it to put Flash in his place. Plus, I’m totally gonna dip his toothbrush in the toilet later. Walk with me.”

He began to walk with you out of school and in the direction of the residential buildings.

“Do siblings do that?” He wondered. “I’m an only child.”

“Are you? You’re so lucky.” You sighed. “Do you know how many times I’ve fallen into the toilet because he left the seat up?”

“Yeah, thats never happened to me.” He laughed gently. “I take it you guys don’t get along.”

“It’s weird with siblings.” You shrugged. “One minute we hate each other, the next minute we’re talking about the stupid games we used to play on long car rides. There’s no way to describe it.”

“I can’t imagine living with him. It’s hard enough to spend 8 hours a day with him. No offense.” He added quickly.

“None taken.” You smiled at him. “It’s not fun to live with him. The amount of times I’ve walked into the bathroom after him and choked on his body spray is unacceptable. I think he’s trying to kill me.”

“I would be very upset if he did that.” Peter said softly.

“Did what?”

“Killed you.” He looked at you and held your gaze for a moment. You smiled shyly at each other before looking straight ahead.

“What did you mean before when you said it would be stupid to have a crush on me?” You wondered out loud.

“Oh, I don’t know.” Peter rubbed the back of his neck. “Flash has just been bullying me since first grade. It would be stupid if the girl I decided to pine after was his sister.”

“I don’t think that would be stupid.” You shrugged as you snuck a glance at him. Peter blinked in surprise as he made eye contact with you. You both stopped, standing alone in an alleyway now.

“You…you don’t?” He looked at you shyly.

“Not at all.” You shook your head slowly as you took a step closer to him. Peter looked at his shoes for a moment as he gathered some courage, just enough to do what he’d been meaning to do for years now.

“Would you wanna go out sometime then?” He blurted. “Like, on a date?”

“I’d love to.” You smiled. “You still have my number from that group project right?”

“Yeah.” He nodded, still swimming from the fact your said yes.

“Then you should text me.”

“I will.” He promised.

“Good. I have to walk back to school before Flash notices I’m gone. I’ll be waiting for that text.” You winked at him and he let out a flustered laugh. You took this as an opportunity to lean forward and press a kiss to his cheek, feeling his skin heat up beneath your lips. You pulled away and squeezed his hand before leaving him alone in the alley.

Yeah, he was definitely whipped.

“Penis Parker.” Flash slammed an open hand against the lockers next to Peter the following day. “Do you want to tell me why I kept seeing your name on my sister phone last night? Why were you texting her? Are you trying to colonize my families bloodline or something? No white men allowed.”

“What? And no.” Peters face heated up at the accusation. “We’re just friends.”

“You don’t have friends.” Flash snapped.

“Yes he does.” You appeared behind your brother and pushed him lightly. “That’ll be all, thank you.”

Flash narrowed his eyes at you before returning his attention to Peter.

“If you go near my sister again, I’m gonna turn your innie belly button into an outie.” Flash whispered.

“How?” Peter asked with genuine curiosity.

“You don’t want to find out.” He said through gritted teeth before storming away.

“He’s so annoying.” You rolled your eyes and leaned against Peters locker. “You look cute today.”

“Thanks.” Peter chuckled shyly as he looked down at his outfit. “I, um, I have a dilemma.”

“Is this about our date?” You worried.

“It’s just, your family is rich and my family is just me and my aunt. I know Flash makes a lot of jokes about me being poor, but they’re not really jokes.” He explained sheepishly. “I don’t think I can give you the kind of magical date you deserve.”

“Peter, I don’t need a fancy date. I just want to be with you.” You assured him as you stroked his cheek. “Why don’t you bring your favorite snack and I’ll bring my favorite drink and we can lay on top of your building and stargaze?”

“That sounds kinda perfect.” He admitted with a sly smile.

“Does tonight work?” You asked hopefully.

“Yeah.” He nodded. “I’ll text you my address.”

“Okay. I’ll see you in Physics.” You squeezed his hand before walking away.

You walked into your living room that night, all dressed up for your date. You stopped in front of a mirror to check your makeup, accidentally catches Flash’s eye.

“You look nice.” Flash said as his eyes flicked from you to his phone. “But you know, prostitution is still illegal in New York. It’s a damn shame, though. Sex work is still work.”

“You know, every once in a while, something intelligent comes out of your mouth. Gives me goosebumps every time.” You teased him as you applied your lipgloss.

“Wait, where are you going?” He put his phone down. “It’s a Wednesday night.”

“I’m going to a friends building to look at the stars.” You told him most of the truth.

“Are you walking there?”

“Yeah.” You shrugged. “It’s not that far.”

“Let me drive you. You have your mace on you, right?” He asked from the kitchen as he grabbed his keys.

“Always.”

“Okay.” He reappeared with his keys. “Let’s go.”

You kept light conversation as you drove to Peters apartment building, careful not to reveal who you were meeting. Flash parked out front and looked at the building in disdain.

“Your friend lives here?” He grimaced. “Is she poor?”

“Shut up. Those jokes aren’t nice.” You shoved him lightly. “Thanks for driving me.”

“It’s okay.” He nodded. “Text me when I should pick you up.”

“I will. Get home safe.” You told him as you got out of the car.

“Whatever. Don’t get pregnant.” He pointed at you. “I mean it.”

“Drive away.” You rolled your eyes as you shut the car door. You walked into the lobby and found the elevator, letting out a nervous breath as you got in. You were standing in from of Peters door in no time, anxiously waiting for him to open it.

Finally, he did.

“Are you ready to stargaze?” You asked as you held up a jug of apple juice.

“Are you ready to eat this entire box of goldfish?” Peter responded as he held up a carton of goldfish.

“You know it.” You laughed and grabbed his hand. “Let’s go.”

An hour later, you were lying on your backs in opposite directions with your heads pressed together, staring up at the stars.

“I don’t think there’s anything more beautiful than a night sky.” You sighed in content.

“I know something.” Peter looked at you, though you were upside down from his perspective.

“If you say me, I’m going kick you in the throat.” You laughed as you looked at him.

“Why?” He laughed as well.

“I don’t know.” You covered your face with your hands. “I’m not good with compliments. I don’t know how to respond.”

Peter turned his head so he was looking at you, eyes trailing over your side profile.

“I think you’re beautiful.” He told you, loving the way it made your draw drop. You rolled onto your side and looked at him before rolled on top. You rested your arms on either side of his face, admiring his face in the starlight, even if it was upside down. Your eyes flickered from his lips to his eyes and before he knew it, you were kissing him. He tilted his chin up so he could kiss you back, finding the position a little awkward as your nose bumped his chin. You both giggled into the kiss before continuing, only breaking away when you needed air. You flipped back on your back and let out a happy sigh, covering your face with your hand to hide your smile.

“That’s one way to respond.” Peter joked, breaking the silence. You laughed and rolled onto your side, him doing the same.

“I really like you.” You admitted, scrunching your nose at how weird it felt to say out loud.

“I really like you too.” Peter told you before leaning in for another kiss.

And that was the beginning of your relationship. You both knew Flash could not find out that you were dating, at least not yet. You had to cave and tell him you and Peter were friends around your second month of dating after he caught him in your room, but you didn’t tell him the full extent of your relationship. You disguised dates as casual hangouts, to which Flash heavily objected. He made his disliking for your “friendship” with Peter known.

“Ugh. You two.” Flash grumbled when he came into the kitchen to find you and Peter making cookies. You gave Peter a pointed look that told him to ignore your brother as Flash got food out of the pantry.

“Cracker.” He looked at Peter with a box of snacks in his hands.

“No thank you.” Peter said politely.

“I wasn’t offering. I was insulting.” Flash blew him a kiss before putting a cracker in his mouth. Peter looked at you for help and you gave him a sympathetic smile.

“How are you two friends?” He wondered. “You’re the worst people on the planet.”

“I beg to differ.” Peter began. “I think-“

“The beg.” Flash snapped before winking at Peter.

“We’re friends because we have similar interest.” You shrugged as you stirred the ingredients. “For example, we’re both very interested in you leaving the room.”

“Whatever. I was just making sure Parker doesn’t steal anything.” Flash shot daggers at Peter as he got a drink from the refrigerator. You and Peter stood in silence until you were sure Flash was gone, sighing in relief when he disappeared.

“Do you think he knows?” You whispered to Peter out of the corner of your mouth.

“He doesn’t suspect a thing.” Peter shook his head before pulling you into a kiss.

This was how it continued for month. You posed as friends and dated in secret, never letting your brother know the truth.

“Guess who?” You felt hands cover your eyes from behind. You immediately recognized Peters voice and turned around in his arms.

“What are you doing here?” You looked at him with wide eyes. “Flash could walk in at any minute.”

“I wanted to surprise you.” He smiled. “Happy three month anniversary, princess.”

“Happy anniversary, lover.” You smiled back at him before pulling him into a long kiss. For once, you didn’t care if your brother walked in. All you cared about was Peter.

“I have something for you.” Peter smirked once he pulled away.

“What? You didn’t have to get me anything.” You told him.

“Course I did.” He shrugged as he took a small box out of his pocket. “It’s okay if you didn’t get me anything.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t get you anything.” You winked at him before disappearing into your closet. You returned with a large carton of Goldfish with a bright red bow on it.

“Goldfish!” He lit up. “You remembered.”

“Of course I did, lover. How could I forget the taste of your goldfish breath the first time I kissed you?” You teased him as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Well you must’ve like it since you’ve come back for more everyday since.” He shot back before kissing you. “Open yours.”

You took the box from him and opened it up, finding a hand maid needed bracelet with a moon decal that looked like Peter had carved himself.

“The moon?” You looked up at him with a curious smile.

“It’s a waxing crescent. That’s what the moon looked like the night you kissed me. I have a matching one, see?” He held up his wrist to show you his bracelet. You stated at it for a moment before your eyes went back to his gift.

“Peter.” You mumbled without taking your eyes away from the bracelet.

“Do you like it?” He bit his lip as he waited for your reaction. You looked up at him with a grin before throwing your arms around his neck and squeezing him tightly.

“I love it.” You said into his ear. “Thank you so much.”

“I’m so glad you like it.” He smiled at you for a moment before getting serious. As he was looking at you, he realized he had never trusted someone more. Something came over him that made him want to give you every thing he had, including his deepest secret.

“I have to tell you something. No, I, I want to tell you something.” He corrected. “I’ve wanted to tell you for a while, actually. Um, this is so hard to say, wow.”

“It’s okay, Peter.” You put your hand in his face when you saw how flustered his was getting. “I love you too.”

Peter’s face drained of color at your confession as that was not at all what he was about to say.

“What?” He squeaked.

“I love you too.” You repeated, not understanding his confusion.

“That’s…that’s not what I was gonna say.” He blurted and your face fell.

“Oh.” You withdrew your arms from around his neck, feeling embarrassment and disappointment all at once. Peter realized his mistake and tried to pull you back.

“No, no.” Peter said quickly. “I was gonna tell you I’m Spider-Man.”

“What?” You nearly screamed.

“But I love you too! I love you so much.” He took your face in his hands and kissed you repeatedly.

“You’re Spider-Man?” You pushed him away long enough to ask.

“Yes. But more importantly, we’re in love!” He kissed you again. “Happy three months.”

“Happy three months.” You giggled between kisses.

You stood with Peter outside of school a few months later as you waited for Flash to come out.

“This is my least favorite part of the day.” Peter pouted as he rubbed your hand with his thumb.

“Why?” You tilted your head.

“I don’t get to see you anymore.” He looked at you with a shy smile. You smiled back at his cuteness and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“Marching band ends at 4 right? How about I come over after that? We can do anything you want.” You suggested as you played with the collar of his shirt.

“Anything I want?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah. I’m feeling generous.” You shrugged. You were about to lean in to kiss him when you noticed your brother in the distance.

“Oh no.” You sighed and stepped back from Peter. “Don’t turn around.”

“Hey Penis Parker.” Flash jumped behind Peter and smacked his butt before looking at you. “Sup bitch.”

“Hi Flash.” You smiled tightly at him.

“What are you losers taking about?” He asked. “How you’re never gonna lose your virginities?”

You and Peter exchanged a knowing look and he turned his head to snort.

“We’re talking about how grabbing peoples butts without their permission is sexual harassment.” You spoke up to cover Peters laugh.

“Oh, really? That’s cool.” He smacked Peters butt again. “Are you ready to go? My car is on and she’s ready to purr.”

“God, I hate you.” You sighed. “I’ll see you later, Peter.”

“See you later. Bye.” He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your lips, entirely forgetting that Flash was there. Your eyes widened as Peter was about to walk away, but Flash held his hand up to stop him.

“Hold up.” He looked at Peter. “What was that?”

Peter furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and looked at you, only realizing his mistake when he noticed your messed up lipstick. He let out a small gasp before looking at Flash, who was shaking with anger.

“Um…physical affection?” Peter said weakly. You slammed your palm against your forehead and let out a sigh.

“Thanks for the run down, Penis Parker.” Flash snapped. “You’re dating my sister?”

“Yeah, Flash.” You put a hand on Peters shoulder. “Peter and I are dating.”

“Excuse me a minute.” He held up and finger before bending down as if he was going to puke. “BLEH.”

You rolled your eyes as your brother continued to make puking sounds.

“I cannot stand this man.” You grumbled. Flash stopped for a moment and stood up, looking eerily composed.

“Y/n, could you give Peter and I a minute to ourselves, please?” He said through a tight smile.

“Um, are you gonna kill him?” You scratched your ear as you looked between your fearfully boyfriend and your suspiciously calm brother.

“I haven’t decided yet.” Flash said, never breaking his smile.

“Don’t go.” Peter looked at you in fear.

“You’ll be okay.” You decided. “I’ll be right over there.”

Flash waited until you walked away until he started interrogating Peter.

“How long had this been going on?” Flash started out.

“Seven months.” Peter told him.

“Is it serious?”

“I love her.” Peter smiled shyly.

“Gross.” Flash gagged. “Does she love you back?”

“Yes.” Peter nodded. “She tells me everyday.”

“So every time I drove into the slums of New York to drop her off at the cardboard box you call an apartment building, I was dropping her off at your place? I was hand delivering my sister to you?” Flash realized.

“Yes.” Peter repeated. “Are you mad?”

“You know what”,Flash let out a breath, “I’m okay.”

“You are?” Peters jaw dropped a little. He had been expecting a beating, or at least a wedgie.

“Yeah.” Flash put his hand on Peters shoulder and rubbed it. “She couldn’t be in better hands, Spiderman.”

He had whispered the last part, making all the blood drain from Peters face.

“How did you-“

“I eavesdrop on people constantly.” Flash cut him off. “I can’t stop. My therapist says it’s because I didn’t get enough attention as a kid, but what does that bitch know? I overheard her husband on the phone telling her that their kid bit somebody again. Again! I never did that. The moon bracelet was a nice touch, by the way. She really likes it.”

“You just told me way too much about you.” Peter blinked a few times as he processed what he just heard.

“Now we’re even.” Flash smirked and shot him a wink.

“Are you gonna tell anyone?” He asked nervously.

“Course not. I would do anything for Spider-Man.” Flash stated firmly. “That secret is safe with me. I am, however, gonna tell everyone that you and her are dating.”

“Why?”

“Because that’s super embarrassing for her. Later, Parker.” He held out his hands for Peter to shake, pulling him in when their hands touched.

“Swing me around the city in your arms and I won’t kill you for dating my sister.” He whispered in Peters ear. Peter looked at him in fear as he walked away. You immediately ran up to Peter once your brother was gone and put a hand on his arm.

“What happened?” You asked. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” Peter told you. “I think I have a date with your brother.”

“You - huh?” You asked for clarification but Peter just shook his head.

“I don’t know.” He sighed in defeat. “I’ll text you after band practice.”

“Yeah I’ll-“ You were cut off by Flash honking his horn and calling your name.

“I’ll text you later.” You grumbled and shot a look at Flash.

“Okay.” Peter kissed you before you began to walk away. “I love you.”

“I love you.” You called over your shoulder as you made your way to Flash’s car. Upon hearing this, Flash just had to chime in.

“I love you too Penis Parker!”

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