#i wrote too much don't match length pls

[leejiieuns]

Despite of himself and his need to never let anyone know what or how he was feeling, a small smile appeared on Junho's face. He would never say it out loud, and he hadn't even realized it until it was happening, but he missed this; getting to spend time with Yeonju. He thought he'd managed to destroy the part of himself that still longed for her, and yet, there it was. "Or maybe I'm just very good at this game," he said, lifting a shoulder in a shrug before he took a card from the deck, his smirk growing as he reshuffled them and placed a complete set on the table. "I don't think it has anything to do with heart or conscience. I just have a pretty good poker face, unlike you." Junho straightened, lifting his gaze to meet hers, his tone teasing and playful. "It's a good thing you're in accounting. You'd make a terrible lawyer, Cha Yeonju."

her fingers tighten slightly around her cards, eyes narrowing just enough. "i don't know, you tell me. i think you seem the type anyway. there's a lack of — " yeonju gestures with her cards vaguely, as if that explains just exactly how he makes her feel just by playing cards together " — something with you." almost rolling her eyes, she reminds herself it's just some silly card games that she really, really wants to win, and that she should have better attitude to someone offering her a place to stay. "oh, don't flatter yourself. i got over you ages ago." and then she sits up straighter, determined to redirect her focus back on the game. "go on, try not to cheat this time. you look suspicious every single round to me."

[devilsxxharlot]

assorted nsfw tobias rogers thoughts ;; MDNI.

wordcount: xxx.

warnings: marking, overstimulation, predator/prey, mild sadism, blood, SELF-HARM (last blurb).

other: reader is gender neutral :3. also i kinda wrote this on the spot so his speaking style isn't 100% accurate (i.e, i haven't researched how to write his tics and stutters yet)! also x2, for the german, you should be able to right-click/select and choose "translate to english".

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➵ toby who's unfamiliar with having a personal relationship to something that arouses him. i imagine he might have explored porn over the years, but it was more out of curiosity, not any overwhelming urge to get off. but now, with you around, he wants it all the time. casually, intimately, in pieces, wholly—whatever way you're willing to give yourself to him, whenever you're willing.

➵ toby who's easy to get going but hard to stop. with practiced stamina and his CIPA, toby isn't slowed down by overstimulation or soreness like you might be. and, honestly, even if he was, i don't think he could help himself from begging for another round.

➵ toby who loves to make you cry. he loves listening to you sing for him, loves the way you jerk and shake and squeal when one round turns into three turns into seven. he doesn't believe you when you say you can't take it. if you couldn't take it, you wouldn't have opened your legs for him after last night. suffice to say, you've got to be into overstim to survive this relationship.

➵ toby who'll chase you through the woods and fuck you on the ground like an animal in heat. he genuinely never wants to hurt you, but knowing how your heart must be thundering as you weave between trees, well aware that you're at a disadvantage... he wonders if you're competitive enough to want to outlast him, or if you're so desperate you'd roll over and wait for him to pounce?

➵ toby who, after some assurance, can't stop himself from biting you. who, when he sees you the morning after, bruised and aching, can't help but feel a swell of pride. it was his teeth that dug into your shoulders, your chest, your hips, and your thighs—his marks that he'd make sure wouldn't be erased.

➵ toby who welcomes any scars you're willing to give him. scratch your nails along his back and engrave a story about your love into his spine; bite his shoulder so he can let the dips of your canines permanently mar his body.

➵ toby who always ends up locking his fingers together with yours when you're having sex. he knows he's not capable of being the sweet, gentle lover you deserve, one who buys you flowers and a big house and gives you a family, but the gesture is romantic enough that, for a moment, it doesn't hurt so much.

➵ toby who whimpers and begs you for more even when he's domming, babbling sweet pleas like "p-please, Hassse, one—two more, a-and then we'll be done, pr-prom-promise. doing so good, baby, i know you can take it. you always take it. can give me two more, right, baby? zu gut zu mir, du bist zu gut zu mir, Hase".

➵ toby who can never stick to cockwarming or trapping you against a toy. it's all just too much, too good for him to spend time tormenting the both of you when he could inside of you, making you scream.

➵ toby who always comes inside whether it's a good idea or not. maybe after he'll consider it a lapse in judgement, knowing that he'd be in deep shit if it ever caught—but in the moment, getting you big and round with a baby sounds like a damn good idea.

➵ toby who traces any self-inflicted scars you has, kissing and trailing his tongue against them until he could remember the shape and feel and length of each one in his dreams. and who, one day, decides you should match—so in the middle of a session, he untangles his hands from yours, pulls out a pocket knife from the bedside drawer, and cuts his arms into a messy, bloody mess, all while cooing and rolling his hips into you.

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don't cancel me pls /silly.

[iluvchick3nz]

It’s honestly a crime the gender bent cubs didn’t get more engagement I LOVED THEM

Can we pls talk about how genderbent Leo would be a literal supermodel?! Like long golden hair with Mile long legs with the canon ability to tan so easily?! I just KNOW she would be drop dead gorgeous. Can we see finlo being possessive girlfriends?? I need that in my life‼️‼️

I know I usually answer these in the order I receive them, but this message was so sweet and this prompt got me so excited, and I IMMEDIATELY went and wrote this! The post this ask is referencing is here, if you're curious.

GO BOSTON FLEET!!!!

Credits to @lumosinlove <3

Logan leaned into the hand Finn had around her waist, tucked underneath Logan's gray suit jacket to be closer to her skin through her white button-down. A kiss was pressed to the side of her head. “You get yourself another drink, baby?”

Logan nodded and turned to look at Finn. “Ouais. Got you and Le some gin and tonics, too.”

Finn's brown eyes stood out against the green of her jumpsuit. Her jaw length, straightened hair fell in front to cover them, and Logan reached up to tuck it behind her ear. Finn smiled. “Thanks, baby.” She brushed Logan’s dark waves over her shoulder distractedly. “You having a good time?”

“Yeah,” Logan said. She leaned into the hand Finn was using to massage the base of her neck. “Talked with Sirius, mostly.”

Finn laughed lightly. “My little wallflower.” She leaned in closer. Logan had to look up more than normal, because she was in Converse and Finn was in heels that made her so beautiful and tall. “You look so good tonight, Lo.”

Logan blushed. “You've said.”

Finn shook her head. “Then I'll say it again.” She wrapped her arms around Logan's waist and squeezed. “You're so gorgeous.”

Logan leaned up to kiss her. “Toi aussi.”

Finn looked pleased, and Logan stood on her toes to kiss her cheek once more before the bartender came with their drinks. 

“Two gin and tonics and a rum and Coke?”

Logan nodded. “Merci.” She handed Finn hers and took her own and Leo's. “Allez, where's Le?”

Finn was already looking, scanning the crowd. “I don't know, I haven't seen her in-” She interrupted herself with a sharp inhale. “Oh. Jesus, we did so good.” She jerked her head. “Look, over there.”

Logan followed Finn's gaze until her eyes landed on Leo, laughing at a standing table with a few people Logan didn't know. She was so good at chatting up a room, much better than Logan was, and she had her present company in stitches. The gala, a joint Boston Fleet and Boston Bruins summer charity event, was a fairly high-brow and certainly fancy opportunity to raise money for keeping the local libraries open and promoting a raise in teacher pay. Leo had been one of the players to spearhead the initiative, and as such was one of the most sought-out people of the night. Logan hadn't seen her in what felt like hours- which was a shame really, considering how good she looked.

Her long, blonde, corkscrew curls were pulled back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon high on her head, save for a few strands, accentuating her sharp jawline and round face. Her dress was a shimmery blue that matched her eyes, the back of it dipping low to show off her lean muscles. She'd done her makeup kind of smoky and with a bit of glitter, accentuating the blue of her irises, and Logan shivered at how striking they were. Her necklace, earrings, bracelets, and rings shone against her skin, golden from the summer sun. The nail in the coffin, however, was the slit on the side of her dress. She was bent over slightly to rest her forearms on the table, and Logan's eyes followed the curve of her breasts down to her torso, slightly softer than Logan and Finn were, down to the swell of her butt, and, finally, to those mile-long, tanned legs peeking out through the fabric. They were all on display, her muscles flexing lightly to balance in her silver heels, making her even more toweringly beautiful than she already was.

“God, just look at her,” Finn repeated dreamily. She was rubbing her hand up and down Logan's ribs again. “Isn't she just the most beautiful thing?”

Logan made a noise of agreement, resting her head against Finn's shoulder. They just stood and watched for a minute, admiring. Leo's white teeth showed every time she laughed, and her button nose scrunched and crinkled the skin around her eyes. She looked so gorgeous, and more important, joyful, that Logan could have stayed there and gazed at her forever. 

Until, however, someone approached her.

Logan bristled as a man Leo's height walked up to her, stumbling a bit. He wasn’t one of the players on either team- probably a relative or friend of the owners, and he definitely seemed to be tipsy and looking for a good time. He looked Leo up and down and said something with a sly grin. Leo’s smile was strained and nervous, her back muscles tense as she took a step back. He tried to reach out to her wrist, presumably to compliment her bracelet, but she just took her hand away and began to fiddle with the chain. Logan could feel Finn just as tense beside her, locked and loaded like a gun, and the last straw was when he tried to step into Leo’s space and she held a hand up, talking rapidly.

“Shit,” Finn said. She began walking forward hurriedly. Logan followed. 

“I told you,” Leo was saying as they approached. “I'm already taken. I appreciate the compliment, but-”

“Then where is he?” the guy interrupted.

“Right here,” Finn said. She placed an arm possessively around Leo’s waist. Her smile was overly sweet and mocking. “Kindly leave us alone.”

But the guy just cocked an eyebrow at Leo. “And you're sure these aren't just your friends making a show?”

Logan let out a frustrated huff from Leo's other side. She set both drinks down and took Leo's hand in hers and kissed it, glaring at him the whole time. “Fuck off.”

The man narrowed his eyes but walked away. Logan could feel the tension in Leo's body evaporate immediately.

“Jesus,” Finn said. She came to stand in front of the both of them, blocking Leo's view of where the man had walked off to. She placed one had on the small of Leo's back, one on her belly. “Baby, are you okay?”

Leo blinked and let out a breath. “Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.” She rolled out her neck. “He would just not back off, would he?”

Logan kissed her bicep. “I'm sorry, Le.”

Leo shook her head and turned to look down at her. She was smiling softly. “Don't be sorry, honey.” She wrapped an arm around Logan's waist and pulled their bodies together. “Besides, I've got my own sexy knights to protect me.”

“Mhm,” Finn agreed. She was smiling, too. “We've gotta protect the pretty princess.”

Leo blushed. “Shut up.”

“Non,” Logan said. She stood on her toes and tilted her chin up for a kiss. “The prettiest princess.”

Leo laughed against her mouth and touched their foreheads together, then hers and Finn's. “Thank you. I love you.”

“Anytime, any day, baby,” Finn said. She bit at Leo’s jaw playfully. “Gotta show everyone you're ours.” She took a step back and held onto Leo's hand, looking her up and down a few times. “You look like a fucking model, Jesus Christ.”

Leo laughed sheepishly and looked down to where her breasts sat against her body, larger than Finn and Logan's, and where the bottom of her stomach pushed out against her dress. “I'm not.”

“Oh-ho, you so are.” Finn stepped into her space and flicked the slit of Leo's dress out of the way to hold her thigh up with a firm hand, like a tango dancer. Leo stumbled a bit, but Finn held her knee tight against the waistband of her jumpsuit. “Look at the legs on you. Sexiest legs we've ever seen.”

“Si belle,” Logan agreed. She kissed along Leo's collarbone. “The most beautiful girl in the room.”

Leo made a pleased sound. Her teeth showed as she smiled and ran a hand through Finn's hair. “Could say the same thing about you two.”

Finn's grin was sharp. “Feel free.” She let go of Leo's leg with a pat. She ran a hand up Leo's thigh and butt a few times to settle on her waist. “You sure you're okay, gorgeous? You want to go home?”

Leo shook her head. “No. No, I'm okay.” She reached for her drink and took a big sip. Her eyes flashed somewhere off to the side and she smiled against the rim of her glass. “In fact, I think you should take me dancing.”

“Quoi?” Logan asked. She jerked her head around to look. Sure enough, the dance floor had been cleared for the evening, and there were a few people already dotting the scene as the DJ bounced along to the beat. Logan hadn't noticed the music change from the classical stuff being played since the start of the evening, too wrapped up in Leo. 

Finn had noticed, too. “Oh, well in that case.” She took her own glass and then held Logan's out to her. “Grab your drink, Tremblay, our super model has demanded a dance.”

Leo rolled her eyes playfully. “I didn't demand anything. I politely suggested.”

Finn winked at her. “You can demand anything you want from me, night and day, you know that, gorgeous.” She held out her hand to Leo with a little bow of her head. “My sunshine baby.” She nodded to Logan with teasing eyes. “My grumpy lady. Let's get our boogie on, shall we?”

Leo and Logan laughed, Logan placing a hand low on Leo's back as Finn guided them to the dance floor. Once they got there, Logan got to watch as Finn spun Leo around and then held her back to chest, allowing for Leo to reach a hand out for Logan to take. They swayed together, Finn every now and then grinding over exaggeratedly against Leo to make her laugh. Logan had one hand still holding her drink, the other against where Leo's neck met her shoulder. She rubbed her thumb against Leo’s pulse point. Finn was watching them over Leo's shoulder with a pleased smile, singing along to the lyrics of the song. They both looked so good under the colorful lights, their eyes like sparkling jewels. Logan pressed herself closer, resting her chin just above the swell of Leo's breasts. 

“I love you!” she shouted over the loud music. 

Leo smiled and bent to kiss her, smile playful. “I love you.”

But that wasn't enough for Logan. “I love you!” she said loudly again. 

Finn caught on with a wide smile. “I love you!”

“I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you!”

Their voices overlapped as they all said it loudly over one another at the same time, competing until they couldn't anymore and slumped together in a fit of giggles. One of Finn's hands came to stroke Logan's waist, and Logan felt so high and happy she didn't quite know what to do with herself. She settled with resting her cheek against the warm skin of Leo's chest. Leo dropped a kiss onto her head.

“I love you,” she whispered. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

[aconites]

𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻 for @tightropc​​.

𝘼𝙐𝘿𝙍𝙀𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙒𝙀𝙇𝙇 𝘼𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙀 that she has no right to feel jealous about this, that her crush on xavier was just that. a crush. however, the thought of him on a date tonight with another woman claws and twists at her insides, a slight envious poison that wouldn’t go away. babysitting had once been a means to make a little bit of extra money while attending university but in the last months, six to be exact, things have shifted for the blonde. when she first met diego’s father, she had been enchanted the moment he spoke to her, the apple of her cheeks had flushed a dark pink and she wondered if he could tell the effect he had on her. they grew closer as time went on; she would make him and his son dinner at the end of his busy work day when he got home, staying for the meal and then hanging out until diego went to bed. other times they would have a glass of wine after that, sharing long conversations before she headed back to her apartment a few blocks over. she wondered often if perhaps she was overstaying her welcome but he always seemed to like her company. maybe he was lonely too. she only realized that her crush was much more complex a few nights ago when he scheduled for her to come over tonight, mentioning on the phone a blind date that he was being set up on. the rush of jealousy she had experienced proved that she had fallen hard for him, much to her dismay. she had the urge to tell him no, that she had other plans in hopes that he would cancel but that just wasn’t the person that she was. that’s why she showed up tonight, a fake smile playing on her lips as she watched him leave. taking care of diego had given her a distraction for the first hour but now that he was asleep upstairs, she kept thinking of what was probably happening on the date. was he smiling at the woman like he smiled at her? were their longing stares and accidental touches the same as the one they shared? they probably didn’t mean anything to him in the past, but it certainly did for her. to keep her mind occupied, audrey started cleaning around the house and was just finishing up washing the last of the dishes when she heard the front door open quietly. she kept her gaze on the sink in front of her as she heard shuffling down the hall, until the sound of his footsteps grew closer to the kitchen and after rinsing off the soap studs from her hands, she turned to meet his gaze.  ❝ hey, ❞ she smiled softly, grabbing the kitchen towel on the counter and wiping her hands dry. ❝ how was your date? ❞ 

[tvrningout-archived]

@never-surrender gets a wishlist starter!

     " tengen-san? ”

     kaiya waits patiently outside the sliding door, brow creased with worry and fingers fidgeting with her obi. suma, between all her sputtering, told her the retired pillar hadn’t left his room for several days, had barely touched the food prepared for him. they tried giving him time, yet nothing changed. really, it didn’t seem to matter what the three wives did -- tengen remained right where he was ( guilt could make one so damned stubborn ). and suma, with those big, blue eyes of hers, had held kaiya’s hands and asked her to help him, get him out of his room, get him to eat, anything! 

     how does one help a man who does not want to be helped, though?

     the situation is uncomfortably familiar despite the very different circumstances. she thinks of all that time ago when she first regained her memories, how it was all too much all at once, how the guilt consumed her, and how kaiya had sought solitude where she could never hurt anyone again. she remembers wasting away in that abandoned home, remembering all the innocent lives she’d stolen, until finally, mercifully, sleep claimed her weary soul. she remembers being alone and thinking it’s what she deserved; kaiya still believes it’s what she deserved, but she had killed innocents. tengen... even if he took his brother’s life, had he really had any other choice? was it fair to treat himself so harshly when the deaths he caused were never his choice? of course not, but tengen would see it differently.

     when no answer ever comes, kaiya cracks the door open to peek inside before finally entering. each shuffle and step seems so loud in the quiet of tengen’s room as she draws nearer to sit in front of him. how solemn he appears, so unlike himself, and kaiya’s heart breaks a third time since hearing of his situation. it broke first when she learned he had killed his sibling ( how painful it must have been, no matter the state of their relationship ), and it broke a second time as she embraced hina, makio, and suma ( how tightly each of them held on, how shaky their breathing had been ). and now... someone known to be so boisterous, who so easily made her laugh and brightened the stormiest of moods, should not appear so... empty.

     “ it’s been a while, ” kaiya begins, and for a first time, she feels awkward speaking. “ i’m sorry... ” for his loss? for not being there? for not coming sooner? there is too much to be sorry for and not enough words to express it all. so kaiya reaches over instead, laying a small hand upon tengen’s and squeezing. 

     “ will you tell me what’s on your mind? you have us all worried, being so subdued. it isn’t like you. ”

[luveline]

omg omg your reqs are open!! can you pls write smth with james spoiling his s/o who doesn't know how to accept bcs they're not used to being given anything unless there's a special occasion? thank u so much!!

thank you for your request! I think this might be really long i wrote it in the app so idk how much it is ♡ fem!reader

James bursts into your flat like he owns it. The door slams up against the wall and his bags fall to the floor in a tumultuous heap. He groans so loud you can feel it in your own chest, and then he asks, "Where's my girl?"

You poke your head out from the living room and take in all his things with wide eyes. Your smile quickly turns elated. "You're staying the night?"

"A few, if you'll have me."

You stroll straight into his arms, ignoring the cold of the rain on his windbreaker and how chilled his cheeks are as you take his face into your hands.

"It'll cost you," you joke, smile fond enough to have him laughing, thrilled. Adored.

"Good, because I brought gifts."

You giggle at him and look down at his bags. There's a rucksack, a bigger duffel bag, a grocery bag, and what looks like something from a clothes shop — a canvas bag with a fancy brand printed over the side. "Is that one for me?" you ask, pointing at the supermarket bag. "You've brought me something nice for dinner?"

"I have, my angel."

James rubs the length of your arm with his hand until your drop your hold on his face and wrap them around him instead to hide in his chest. He kisses over the top and side of your head a handful of times, each one gentle and very, very warm.

"Okay, give me a real kiss and let's put this lot away," he says after a moment.

You raise your head and pout. His lips are hot and sudden as he ducks down — he steals your breath, grasps your cheek in one hand and your shoulder in another. He means it when he says a real kiss. This one warms you all the way to your toes.

You break first. He chases you, pecking your fizzing lips with a quirk to his own.

James makes you feel very lucky to be loved the way that he does. His affection leaves you dizzy and giddy in the silly breathless way, like the rush of a schoolyard crush buffeted by a stickying devotion. You're more than reluctant to move away from him now, as if your hands have been glued to his coat.

"Alright," he says gently, giving you another kiss. "Alright. I brought ice cream, and it's melting. Otherwise I'd stand here and kiss you all day."

You help him carry his bags into the kitchen and peak into the supermarket bag cheekily. When he catches you looking you shy away.

"It's okay, shortcake. You can look. It's all for you, anyways."

You beam and open the bag. He's brought the makings of your favourite food, expensive branded ingredients and off the counter cuts. You delight at his spoiling though it really is too much. It helps to know he'll be sharing; it's not entirely for you. Still, his spending always surprises you, used to shop brands and reduced stickers.

"Are we gonna make this now?" you ask.

"Maybe in a bit? I have some other things I want to show you."

You blink. "Okay."

He pulls the fancy clothes bag onto the table and smiles at you. "I had to get new polo's. If you don't like anything I can take it back."

"You have good taste," you say, quizzical. James hardly cares if you hate his clothes anyways. He'd once worn Hawaiian themed shirts for an entire fortnight.

He pulls out the first thing and you abruptly understand his meaning. It's a soft white top made up of very thin cotton. It's a sleep shirt, the fabric delicate and brushed to the touch. Tiny, dainty flowers are cut out in lines down the length.

"That suits you, don't you think?" he asks thoughtfully, holding it flat to his chest so he can look down the front of it. "There's matching bottoms, too. Here."

He hands you the top and pulls out the bottoms, shorts made up of the same fabric with lettuce, ruffled hemming.

"I got the bottoms a size up because they looked on the smaller side, but I can swap them out if they're wrong." He runs his hand over the hem. "They might've been a selfish purchase. They're lovely, aren't they?"

You smile a second too late. "They're really nice," you say sincerely.

He puts the shorts down and reaches back into the bag. You're excited but also in awe, the kind that plays with your tummy, has you shifting from foot to foot.

He shows you a warmer pair of pajamas. Just as sweet as the first but in a muted lilac and made up of a more substantial fabric, he holds a pair of relaxed fitting bottoms and a short top with short sleeves.

"I think the bottoms might be a bit long on you, shortcake," he says. "What do you think? Are they alright?"

"They're nice," you say, mouth dry.

He nods, satisfied, and digs right back into the bag. Last up is a t-shirt with your favourite artists album cover on the front. "I knew you'd like this, so I basically cheated. It's a big one. I think it's meant to be a proper shirt but I reckon you can wear it for pajamas if it's not your style."

He's very thoughtful. You run your hand down the fabric and can't choose where to look, the clothes and their tags or his face, waiting casually for your feedback.

"James, what have you got me all this for?" you ask. You can't keep the love out of your voice.

"You like it?" he asks, relieved.

"I love it. All of it. I mean..." You turn back to the white and lilac pajamas on the clothes. "They're really beautiful. Almost too nice to wear to bed."

"That's not really true. You look so pretty when you sleep," he says, reaching out to poke the soft of your tummy.

You rub your lips together. "It's not- I haven't missed our anniversary, have I?" You laugh weakly, scared for your life.

James' dark curls bounce as he laughs. "No, of course you haven't. It's three weeks and-"

"Two days," you finish. "That's what I thought. But why?"

"Why what?"

"Why have you got me all this?"

He shrugs. "I mean, 'cos I wanted to? I thought it would make you happy. Why else do you buy things for people?"

You bring your feet together and beam at him. "I don't know. Special occasions?"

"It is a special occasion. I'm staying with my girl for the weekend."

He must see on your face that you're going in for a thank you kiss because he puts down the shirt and opens his arms to bring you in. His forearms press to your arched back and pull you up, and he receives your gleeful kiss with a similarly overlarge smile.

"I don't know what to say," you confess against his lips, driving in for another kiss. "Thank you."

The words are all smushed up into him. He encourages your head carefully to one side and kisses you silly, hands roving appreciatively up the slope of your back and thigh pushing between yours.

"That's more than enough," he says after pulling away.

You make a terrible, indulgent squealing sound in the back of your throat. It's rather exciting, getting gifts for nothing. Not that James hasn't bought you things, he has, but some pajamas just because he likes you?

It feels amazing, the gift and the feelings behind it.

"I got you some other stuff, too," he admits, hands having moved to a more amicable place on your waist. He clings as you try to move. "I'm sorry! Sorry, but there was this candle that smelled like your moisturiser and then there was a whole section of things, don't run away!"

You stop your struggling and pretend to go limp. James catches you, pulls you in until your torsos are kissing. You bring up your head and narrow your eyes, softly chastening.

"I love you," he says lightly, hedging for forgiveness.

How can you stay mad?

"I love you too. I feel throughly spoiled," you say.

"Good! You deserve to feel spoiled, angel. I'm spoiling you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, gonna make you dinner and everything."

You straighten out to kiss him again. You really are spoiled.

[slutdery]

Swimming in the money like royalty.

make a wish series.

A series (for each member of the unit) about their lines in make a wish (english version).

pairing | jaehyun x fem!reader

genre | smut, fluff (ig)

words | 2.2k

warning | exhibitionism, fingering, mature content, sex without protection (use condom pls!), degradation (just a little bit), dom!jaehyun.

author’s not | my native language isn’t english, so if there’s something wrong with anything i wrote tell me and i’ll edit it...

You had a pretty busy life, running all over campus everyday. It was actually really boring until the weekend arrived. Every weekend you traveled to Itaewon with your best friend, after all you needed to escape from your reality sometimes. Always the same routine: You get in Itaewon, meet a new girl/boy and tell them lies about yourself. You know it wasn't something nice to do but you couldn't stop doing it, after all it was pretty fun being someone you weren't.

Walking through the streets of the 'City that never dies.' trying to find a good club to go with your friend. After finding one you got on the line waiting for your time to enter. It was several minutes waiting with lots people behind and in front of  you, but finally it was your turn.

🌟

It was so crowded and the music was so loud that you could feel in your heartbeat, making you wanna just get out of there, but you didn't. You wanted to at least try to enjoy the night, but god there was so much people bumping into you.

"Drink. It'll make you feel better."

Your friend told you while giving you a cocktail, you took it from her hand and drank all of it in seconds.

"Like hell it would."

A song that you really liked started playing 'Finally something to enjoy.'. You walked through the club stopping next to the bar so you wouldn't have to walk to get the drinks, and it was a lot easier to dance since there weren't many people around. Dancing to your favorite song with your friend, your hips moving to the sides while passing your hands through your waist 'Tonight i'm a bitch.' you thought and made your moves even sexier. Maybe it was the drink going to your brain already or just you wanting to escape your 'Good girl' life. Your eyes met a interesting guy propped against the wall. He had a sharp face and thick cheekbones, his cupid bow's were the definition of perfection. He was looking at you as you moved, all of his attention on your body motions. Your moves stopped as the music changed, it was a really bad one that you didn't even wanted to hear it. You ordered a drink on the bar and drank a little bit as soon as the bartender gave the order to you. You didn't find the pretty guy when you looked at the place he was, he simply disappeared in the middle of the club. 'He was cute.' you thought and kept drinking the cocktail.

🌟

It got way more crowded than before and people started bumping into you again, it was so uncomfortable to the point that made you just leave the place. Your friend was still inside enjoying with some girl she met, of course you didn't wanted to disturb her so you just left. You stayed in the front of the club and closed your eyes as you felt the cold wind kiss your supple skin, it was so good the way that you felt free. You heard someone cleaning their throat and opened your eyes to look at the person, for your surprise it was the good looking guy from before. His face lighten by the streetlights made him even prettier than inside of the club. His face proportions was amazing, you were speechless. "Godlike" was the only thing that left your mouth while your eyes studied all of his face.

"Sorry, what?"

You got your hands to your mouth as soon as you realized that you said it out loud, but he just giggled making you feel comfortable with the situation. He had a cigarette on his nice lips. The smoke reached your face when he let it out, making you cough a little.

"You think i'm Godlike?"

"I wanna kiss you."

His eyes widened when he heard what you said. He wasn't expecting hearing such a thing from you, cause you didn't seem like a shameless girl. You didn't know if he was thinking about what you said or not, cause his face carried no emotions at all.

"Then be about it if you gonna say that shit."

"I mean it."

You took a step ahead and held his wrist bringing him closer to you. Your face was close to his that you could smell the mint of his menthol cigarette, it was such a nice scent.

"Oh, slow down there. I don't think this is the perfect place for this."

"Yeah?"

You smirked at him making his ears turn red by the sexy action. You placed a kiss in the tip of his pretty nose and stepped back to the place you were before.

"There's a park next to where we're, we could talk more comfortable there, if you want. Of course. My name is Y/N."

"Oh, i didn't know there was a park near. Yes, we can go there. My name is Jaehyun."

🌟

You were sitting on a bench with a awkward silence that made you feel like he didn't wanted to be there, but he surprised you getting closer to the spot you were sitting, suddenly putting his hand on your thigh. You gasped from the sudden touch, making him regret what he just did. But he didn't moved his hands, cause he was too afraid it would make the whole situation even more awkward than already was.

"I don't think this is something i need to tell you, cause i don't like bragging about myself. But i need to break the silence in some way. I'm a prince."

"Oh, seriously? How didn't i recognized you? I'm so dumb, oh my God."

He caressed your thigh, passing his thumbs slowly in the skin. He had soft hands and a lovely touch, besides his hands were pretty too. Veins jumping through his skin, making you think of what would it feels like having his fingers inside. 'No! You just met him, come on.' you washed your thoughts away and got back to paying attention to what the prince was saying.

"So every weekend i run away from the big house and come to Itaewon."

"Oh, i do almost the same, but without the 'Run away' part. I live alone actually so i don't have to ask for anyone's permission."

"I wish i had your life."

"And i wish i had yours."

His fingers moved for the first time, getting slowly closer to your groin, his hand spread your legs a bit, making you feel the cold wind in your clothed pussy. That sent shivers down your spine, his soft touch made you realize how wet you already were. His hands tracing your inner thigh, until he stopped next to your panty. His fingers palmed your clit at a slow pace through the fabric, as you felt the sensation of the touch you let out a moan in protest. He wasn't rushing to do anything, calmly stopping his motions and pulling your lingerie to the side. Now, the chilly breeze directly into your cunt, making you close your eyes and sight. Back again with his thumbs caressing your sensitive skin, but now without anything on the way, you felt a moan leaving your mouth as he started moving faster. His fingers sometimes teasing your entrance, until he finally entered his middle finger inside. He made it harder for you to hold back the moans when he pulled another finger, curling the two of them into you, touching the tip of it on your spot. One moment the two of you were making eye contact and the another one you were kissing. The kiss wasn't awkward at all like all the first ones should be. His perfect lips against yours while his fingers were inside of you, you let out heavy breaths into the kiss. Your hands moving until it reached his face, pulling him closer, holding each sides of his chubby cheeks. It was warm and perfectly matched, like his lips were meant to kiss yours. He pulled away after minutes kissing, chasing for air. But his hands didn't stopped moving down there, still making you groan every time he curled his fingers more.

"You look so good with my fingers inside you, princess."

His fastened his moved inside, hitting your G-spot so well. Your moans were so loud that he put his other hand on your mouth, making you just shut up. You felt a knot being made on your stomach, you were so close to get what you wanted but he stopped. Leaving you there without your orgasm, you sighed as you felt the feeling disappear.

"If you want to cum you better beg."

"Can you please just fuck me?"

"Here?" He widened his eyes thinking about the offer in such a place. The place you choose hadn't many people around, making just the two of you on that side of the park. But still it was something to be afraid of, but that aroused you even more.

"Yes, here."

"So needy, angel."

He got his fingers out of your hole, making you gasp from the sudden move, cause all of his motions were slow and calm. He unbuttoned his pants, pulling it just a bit down, he did the same with his underwear, revealing his hardened cock. His dick wasn't big, nor small. He had a pretty pink tip and lots of veins jumping through the skin, just like his hands. You got up from where you were sitting and stood in front of him, waiting for courage to do this on a public place. You quickly knelt on the bench, putting your legs on each sides of his body. After finding an comfortable position, you grabbed the basis of his dick and slowly sat on it, finally feeling the head of his cock entering you. His length invading your hole, making you form moans every time his dick entered more, finally all of it was inside.

"Move your hips like you did when you were dancing, baby."

You waited until if felt comfortable enough to move, resting your arms on his shoulders. You started wiggling on his lap, his dick was so deep inside of you that lots of moans left your mouth, it was so hot doing it on a public place. Your moves were calm, feeling all of his length on you, making you so vocal.

"You'd better be quiet or everyone's going to know what a naughty little slut you are."

His hands reached your waist helping you move better. Yours otherwise traveled from his shoulders to his hair, forming a little ponytail with his medium hair, then pulling his head closer. Face so close that you could smell the scent of his perfume, a sweet fragrance. In response of his piercing gaze on your lips you bit it in a teasingly way, making him eagerly put his lips together with yours. Groans from each side into the sloppy kiss. Your heart was beating so fast, the fear of being caught made you more wet. Always you heard an noise in the middle of the trees you moved faster, thinking of the sensation of someone looking you like this. He pulled his mouth away from yours, getting closer to your neck, with one of his hands he brushed your hair out of your neck and tilted it. His breath against your skin made your whole body shivers. He wet kissed all over it, leaving hickeys too.

"Cum for me, angel" He whispered in your ear biting your lobe and letting out a low moan.

"Can i?" You asked and got your moves faster as you saw that he nodded at you. His lips back to your neck sending you more pleasure. You found a move that the head of his dick started hitting your g-spot, you couldn't hold back anymore, feeling the knot being built again, but now you could let it out. You closed your eyes as you felt the orgasm finally arriving, your walls clenched around his dick, making both let out loud moans. His dick twisted inside of you, seconds later feeling his load fill you, it was so hot being like this. You rested your head on his and left a peck on his lips.

"You look so pretty like this." He told you while caressing your hair.

After some minutes like this you finally recomposed yourself and got out of his lap, letting a groan leave your throat as his length left you. He buttoned his pants and sat beside you again, resting his head on your shoulder and rubbing it like a little kitten.

"Can i get your number? Or princes shouldn't gave this to commoners?" You joked, making him chuckle and shake his head to the sides.

"No, but you're special." He picked his phone from his pocket and gave it to you after unlocking it, you wrote your number and saved as "Princess" giggling at your stupidity.

"I have to go, but my wish is to see you again. Can you fulfill it, prince?"

"Of course, my princess." Both of you laughed and got up from the bench. Leaving one last peck on his lips and walking back to the club to find your friend.

Maybe he was really different, since he were the only one you didn’t lied about yourself.

[edengarden]

Hey pls could I get a regular matchup for bnha!<3 I'd prefer a guy but if you think any female fits better then I can be down w/ that too ;))

Getting the basics out of the way: Aries, ENFJ 2w3, Hufflepuff, Chaotic Good

I'm 5'7 with quite a big chest but a lack of ass lmao and I've got bleach blonde hair with bangs that falls just in-between shoulder and chest length. Brown eyes with long lashes (honestly still confused why they're so long now bcuz I deadass cut them off like three years ago bcuz I thought they looked too feminine?? Jokes on past me I'm Extremely stereotypicaly feminine now😽) and a dorky smile that I try to hide in pics but that just ends up with me looking like I have resting bitch face💔

I'm extremely extroverted, bubbly and kind to others with a somewhat hidden vulgar sense of humour that rly contrasts the "cute fluffy animals in sunflower fields and neverending love" vibe that I give off irl. I take on a motherly protective role with my friends (we will pretend that wasn't just bcuz trauma made me mature early luv that 4 me) and am always there to offer advice or just cute pictures/facts to take their mind off their worries!

Despite being very extroverted and people-oriented some people that don't know me may think I'm a lil shy because of my anxiety and tendancy to overthink EVERYTHING. Around my friends I try and hide my real feelings behind a super happy mask so that others can feel the joy I give off and I don't feel like a burden🏃🏃 I can also be incredibly judgemental in my head and if I know I'm right about something I will fight to the death till others acknowledge that I'm actually right.

My current biggest hobby is cooking/baking and I always make dinner every Sunday without fail (shout out 2 my roast dinners they are elite if I do say so myself😌) along with some sweet treats. I also enjoy creating cosplays because it combines my love of sewing, makeup and acting because I can completely embody my character and not have to worry about being judged because it's not Me being judged it's the character I'm portraying.

I can honestly vibe to any music but I prefer cheesy pop songs and jazz music along with assorted classical music that I listen to every night to help me sleep (I say that but some of them fr have me trying to stay awake just so I can listen to the whole song rip)

When it comes to people I tend to gravitate towards introverts because I can always make them ramble their heart out and I adore listening it's honestly my hidden talent both romantically and platonically they've said that they feel I'm trustworthy and easy to talk to (SUCH high praise like 60% of my past friends were the bookworms that Never Spoke and one of my besties now talks to me more than most of her family after only knowing eachother 2months)

Ummm fun fact abt myself I used to be obsessed with the idea of being a spy when I was a child so I wrote my entire diary in code and to this very day I can't uncode a single thing I wrote💀

Have a wonderful day I hope this is enough haha💗

I WANNA MATCH YOU UP SOOO BAD WITH MONOMA SO I’LL HECKING DO IT

Listenlistenlisten you give off strong Kendou vibes, But Better. And I mean better suited for Monoma. He’s a lot to handle, but you can definitely do it. I think your friendly demeanour and naturally approachable self is VERY convenient for him, even if he won’t say it out loud for a while.

At first you can bet he’s not THAT interested; you’re just another person, and a bubbly one at that. But then he sees how your sense of humour completely derails from your persona and his heart goes “and I oop-“

Jkjk I honestly think it takes Monoma a while to fall, but it’s an irreversible process. Like you keep his boasting and insulting in check?? When he aims it towards you, you just aim it back at him with the same silver tongue he has?? Battle of the Wits. Everyone KNOWS it’s flirting but he doesn’t. You don’t. It’s actually sort of funny.

The fact that you can befriend literally anyone? He’s Shooketh, it’s something he’s not able to do (for very good reasons), but he admires it. He totally hid his admiration through “maniacal plans” of having you befriend people from 1-A and become a spy on the inside. You did not agree to his plans and still went on to befriend Koda lmao you really said “fuck yo plans”.

And my GOD YOUR ARGUMENTATIVE SIDE. He loves it so much, he loves to trigger it, he loves to argue with you, and it’s even better because he’s a bit,, dumb dumb so he 100% thinks he’s right but you KNOW he’s wrong but he thinks he knows he’s right and the arguments go on forever and wow I guess you’re moronsexual now?? This is oddly endearing to me what the heck.

It takes so long for this boy to realize his feelings, and even longer to confess, but through it all he remains the same towards you. The only exception is after you two become a thing and he gets comfortable with you, you might be able to draw out some insecurities from him. Please help him with those he needs help

Songs!!

- Wake Up In The Sky, Gucci Maine, Bruno Mars & Kodak Black

- That’s Life, Frank Sinatra

- Fame, David Bowie (if this doesn’t give you a Monoma vibe NOTHING will-)

- Fashion, David Bowie

[trixabke]

hello akiraaa! ive come to bang bang on your blog door bc u look vv cool. MAY I COME IN PLS SWEETIEE? 😸

i saw your matchup post so umm i decide to participate so you have sumn to do :D can i ask for romantically and platonically pretty pleasee? because im a sucker for hq smh i am a girl ; she¡her; uh, i am mf short like 5'1 and i have shoulder length hair, i am quite bubbly, quite a weirdo my friend said, and i like to help people whos sad BC im an empath, UMM i dont know how to describe personality so lets just say i am a gemini enfp pls idk how to elaborate *cri*. i like to read, binge watch, walking to tire my feet off, baking (even tho im like really bad at it) randomly looking at people to guess their emotions (weird ik) taking pictures of randomest shit, and eating sweets ✋

my ideal partner is, someone whos more mature than me but also can match my energy?? and id like someone who'll give me space when i need it, and ill give them their space too 😼 i just love to be babied buT I AM ALSO INDEPENDENT?? and someone whos smart is real hot im telling you. i love dark academia without the academy HAHSHA /j :((

i dont know what to write anymore so ill leave it heree, i apologize sincerely if its too long. have a nice day aki! ♡

its not 10 months late shut up :)

HII SHAWTY OFC YOU CAN COME IN >:) AND IT'S NOT TOO MUCH AT ALL HOPEFULLY YOU LIKE WHAT I WROTE AND IT MATCHES U CAUSE I USED SOME GOOGLE TO HELP WITH THE PERSONALITY:)

I'm an empath and writing this I don't feel like I've done us justice :') I HOPE U UNDERSTAND AND U LIKE IT

also I love doing the thing where you guess their emotions- I do that with my friends all the time

matchups open!

(romantic)

I match you with:

SAKUSA:

tbh you guys probably met in like a grocery store, you were buying something for an attempt to bake

soothe the sweet tooth ykyk

OKOK just imagine: needing something on the top shelf and asking him to get it for you

but the brand u want is not up to his standards, prob gives a judgmental glance and then tells u the brand next to it tastes much better and grabs that one instead

leads into a convo of him asking what ur making and he ends up giving u some advice on how to make it

(all happened with significant distance ofc)

u checked out and then went home to make ur masterpiece

AND SHOCK BECAUSE WTF- IT WAS SO GOOD

next week ur craving it again so u haul ur ass back to the store and HE'S THERE?? creepy

sees you grabbing it again and asks if you liked it

next thing u know u leave with ur groceries and his number

prob texted u like an hour later

id imagine pretty like formal texts at first but he really adores your bubbly energy and starts to warm up to you

him smiling at his phone at 3 am cuz of the texts u send him

asks u out on a date, and then a second, then a third

and now ur dating supermarket guy!!

he fits the dark academia aesthetic really well

I’d imagine him dressing super nice and love taking you on dates where you can dress up or down

yall have a designated date night and he loves planning, one of the ways he shows he cares about you

but will let u plan if you want to

the dates would be more secluded, really just you and him

think like: library dates, long walks through old parks, old-fashioned picnics, and stargazing

I see him as the type of person to be a little caught up in his past and he has a lot of internal struggles

He really appreciates that you're empathetic and it makes him feel more comfortable around you due to your understanding nature

Being an empath sometimes you realize things before people (ifykyk) and when u realize stuff about his life or friends he adores it

like his little "psychic" girlfriend?? helping him?? how'd he get so lucky

he also loves that because you understand his phobia, he is more lenient to be around your germs but somedays its a bit too much is he appreciates the fact you’re not judgmental

he also is independent but needs someone to fall back on so understands you there

I can't explain how perfect the babying but independent thing is

he understands it like to a T

LOVES LOVES LOVES the fact you're weird

he thinks u have such a magnetic and warm-hearted ?aura?vibe?

overall u bring out the best in him and he'll love u forever

what more could u ask for

(platonic)

I match you with...

BOKUTO

id imagine you were neighbors growing up and whenever you would go in the backyard as kids and bokuto was in his he'd look through the fence (or no fence idk it works better if there is a fence) and he’d want to be ur friend

yk that feeling when u just want to be friends with someone

accidentally throws a volleyball in your yard and runs over to get it

and you have been inseparable since then

BAKE. WITH. HIM.

It doesn't matter if you suck, you think he can bake?? no.

probably burnt part of akaashis house down and now you're banned from cooking at his house ...

him coming over on a Friday night and not sleeping until Sunday night binge-watching your favorite animes or ones you want to watch

you have a pinky promise that when one of you falls asleep the other will wake you up

taking turns going to get food

it’s very serious. the food order is sacred. 

but the CHAOS

laughing until you’re both on the ground and you can’t breathe on the verge of tears 

his laugh makes you laugh, your laugh makes him laugh 

moral of the story: laughing with bo = best ab workout you’ll ever have

ur weird + his weird = magic

he will happily sit in a mall parking lot and give people backstories with you and guess what they are feeling

seeing someone on the phone and trying to guess the conversation they are having

over the years I feel like you’ve helped him with his personal space problems 

you’ve helped him be more emotionally mature 

less emo breakdowns when you’re around 

he’s very protective over you in a friend way

anyone you date he wants to meet and make sure they r perfect for you

DOES NOT WANT U TO GET HURT

and if anyone does he will call every person he knows to fight him (if you allow of course)

also wants you to approve anyone he dates because he trusts you

will always choose your side because you >>> anyone else

this man will always be there for you

even if ur in a fight, like if he knows something is wrong he wont be petty and wants to make sure you’re ok

and being best friends with bokuto you’ve also gotten close with akaashi

I don’t think bokuto fits the mature side you enjoy but akaashi certainty will

the ying and yang of them can be like perfect harmony or a total meltdown but its part of the fun

although I think you would still be closest to bokuto 

overall a wholesome chaotic ass relationship 

hopefully u enjoyed :) 

and if you saw spelling errors, no, you did not. 

[tipsoctopus]

"An absolute joke", "Don't do this" - Many Leeds fans up in arms after "embarrassing" club tweet

One win from 18 outings to London since March 2015 tells the tale of Leeds’ form in the capital city.

It’s a woeful record but fortunately for them, just two trips to the big smoke remain in the 2019/20 campaign.

With an eight-point lead over Sheffield Wednesday, their fate will be determined at other parts of the country.

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What could have the biggest impact, however, is not only themselves but also the officiating.

Like on one of their last trips to London, Leeds were on the end of a rather bizarre penalty decision. At Millwall a number of months ago, Gaetano Berardi saw red despite not touching Tom Bradshaw.

Meanwhile, at Craven Cottage on Saturday Ben White gently put his hands on the back of Bobby Reid, consequently giving away a spot-kick.

Understandably, Leeds fans were far from happy with their 2-1 defeat. As it appears, neither was the admin on the club’s official Twitter account who posted a comical yet petty tweet the day after the match.

It was a moment that caused embarrassment among some supporters as one told them to delete it, a fair enough message given how trivial it was. Another labelled it embarrassing, which again was another reasonable assessment of a professional account.

No, don’t do this. Not worth the hassle.

— MJ (@elland_toad) December 22, 2019

Delete this lads

— G U Y S L E Y (@Guysley) December 22, 2019

Delete pls

— PG (@HarteandSoul) December 22, 2019

Give it a rest, lads. Yes, it was a poor decision, but it didn’t cost us the game. We equalised and had 34 minutes to get a point or find a winner. Instead, we came away with nothing. Fans, players, and even our owner are complaining about this too much. It’s getting embarrassing

— Oliver White (@OliWhiteMOT93) December 22, 2019

Further fans decided to display their anger with just how baffling the decision was. As the ball came in from the right-hand side, White gently challenged Reid for possession and he flopped to the ground.

As far as penalties go, it was one of the softest you’ll see. There was definite contact but if the referee is pointing to the spot over something like that, you’d expected to see multiple penalties a game.

The decision was so ridiculous that one fan labelled it the joke of the year. That might be overstepping the mark but you can forgive supporters for being so dismayed.

An absolute joke of a decision!!!!!!!

— SOPHIE LUFC 💙💛 (@LilyZach22) December 22, 2019

Gotta be joke of the year that. That and armpit hair VAR decisions in the Premier league.

— christo (@ctrlitt) December 22, 2019

Gets more ridiculous each time I see it. Poor officials never seem to face any repurcussions and their inadequacy just gets covered up so it will never improve either.

— leah (@leahwallerx) December 22, 2019

It will come as no surprise to see that a whole host of anger was directed at the referee at the centre of the controversy.

Can you get full marks on the Ultimate Leeds Quiz? Test your knowledge below…

Taking charge of the game was Tim Robinson, someone who has now overseen three Leeds matches in 2019/20. That’s more than any other side in the division and it would be a shock if he were given another Whites game after this debacle.

Fans were so frustrated that one said an investigation should take place while another was in disbelief at the standard of officiating in the Championship. Given some of the calls that have gone against Leeds this term, it’s hardly surprising.

The standard of refereeing in The Championship is horrendous

— Hoofball Out (@HOlufc) December 22, 2019

Look at how eager he was to give that, wrote all over his face

— christo (@ctrlitt) December 22, 2019

We should be calling for an investigation into this referee.

— Craig Holloway 💛💙 (@CraigOlly9) December 22, 2019

VAR came into the Premier League for the start of this season but with decisions like these being given, it’s hard to dispute that the second tier of English football would also benefit from video referees. Whether or not that can be implicated is a discussion for another day.

In other news, Leeds have identified their replacement for if Nketiah departs…

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