#johnny in crop tops 4 life

[bishicat]

I had a bunch of fun Silverhandin' an old photo of Keanu from his Dogstar days ૮ • ﻌ - ა~♡

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[xbadmuse]

Girls Dinner - Part I

this is the first part of the story i talked about. let me know if you are interested in the continuation of this.

this is a nsfw story, like everything else on my blog.

this is about Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader x Task Force 141

i did not proof read, please excuse the mistakes.

it was almost night time when you decided to make yourself your dinner. the car lights from outside shining through your window, illuminating on your face and disappearing into the darkness once again. turning your stove on, your mind wandered into places you did not want to explore.

you missed your boyfriend, deeply, but you tried everything to not think too much about him. he was away and you know that he will come back. you did not want these thoughts to creep up on you since you knew that this will only make your situation a lot worse and make you sadder than you already are. while cutting your veggies, your tried to hum a song, not letting all these thoughts get to you as your mind drifted off to the simple things in your life right now, for example your work which you will have to go tomorrow or all the things you still have to do, all the things to keep your mind at bay.

You huffed some air out of your lungs, turning the stove off and adding your seasonings while humming a song, you suddenly heard keys and the door opening to your apartment in one swift motion. You turn around, your face brightening the second you see your boyfriend who has been on a mission for over 4 weeks. Simon walks through the door, throwing his backpack to the side and seeing you standing in the kitchen. His eyes were fixed on you, standing there as he looked at your bare shoulders. You have been wearing little to nothing on your body, with a shoulder less tight crop top and your underwear, thinking you are home alone and ready to spend this night alone as well.

Your smile started to fade the moment you hear muffled voices, and three men entering your apartment as well. The men walking into sight, knowing that you were home, Price, Johnny and Gaz smiled at the sight of you. Eyes widening from all parties as you definitely were not expecting visitors, you were shocked to see all men storming into your apartment but of course you were still happy that they were all alive at least.

You notice Simon standing in the doorway, glancing over at you and then turning to look at Gaz, who has a smirk plastered on his face while he leans against the doorway as well. With the cooking pan in your hand, you looked down at yourself and back up again, watching the men intensely. You cleared your throat at the slight awkward tension in the room. “uhm... good to see you all”, glaring at Simon.

“well…please excuse me for a second”, you tried to smile as friendly as possible, deep down already choking Simon to death for this embarrassing moment. You placed the cooking pan on the stove hurriedly as it started to turn in circles and almost fell off the stove, but you grabbed it in time and saved it before it fell to the ground. Smiling awkwardly, you clumsily hushed past the men, running to your room to change.

Simon turns, following you with his eyes and turning back around, staring at the men, before clearing his throat to get their attention. All three men stopped looking after you and shift their attention over to Simon again.

“yall look like animals” he says loudly and sighs, before walking off in the opposite direction towards your bedroom. You were rushing around in your bedroom, grabbing your joggers out of the closet, and pushing your legs inside as Simon opened the bedroom door and walked inside. You were really happy to see your boyfriend again but so damn furious at him at the same time as you noticed him getting inside and closing the door behind him.

“did I not tell you to text me before you come and take all of your men with you?” you hissed, throwing your shirt over your head annoyed at his stupid grin which you can still see even with his balaclava on. he watched you getting changed but he doesn't say anything, instead, he just leans against a wall, observing you quietly a small smirk forms on his face as you grumble while fixing your hair after pulling your shirt over your head. once you are done Simon continued staring at you, his eyes slowly falling to your chest. You rolled your eyes at him, shaking your head and crossing your arms over your chest “unbelievable Simon...”

Simon sighs calmly, as if trying to avoid an argument but eventually, he takes a step forward and walks over to you his voice is as calming and monotone as ever, looking at you, still grinning, "can you take off that shirt again love?"

you scoff, looking at him confused as you raise your eyebrow, a big question mark on your face. This man is unbelievable, “definitely not Simon” and with that you took off, walking past him and out the bedroom. You were definitely not having his games after standing half naked in front of his comrades even though you always ask him a thousand times to let you know beforehand if he is not coming home alone. You do not have anything against them visiting and needing a place to crash and using your apartment for that but you want to know everything before things like this happen and with Simon having your key to your apartment you are expecting this kind of rule to be understood. You were beyond annoyed at him, he did not even try to apologize and just turned this into his dirty ass game.

Walking back to the kitchen, now fully clothed you started finishing cooking your meal. You added more since you won’t be eating alone anymore. Gaz, Price as well as Johnny sat at the kitchen aisle, talking to you while you cooked, having a normal conversation, and ignoring the awkward tension just moments ago.

As Simon watches you walk away from him, he takes a moment before walking out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. He sees them sitting together and talking while you were cooking. he walks over to where you were standing and slowly leans against the counter by your side not saying anything for now.

he leaned against the kitchen counter next to you as you finished preparing the plate for the men. “hey babe”, he said, quietly as you looked up at him. You were still angry, furious even but still deep down you were so excited after hearing his voice again after so long. Simons eyes smiled softly at you, he knows that what he did was wrong, and he knew that he should apologize but he couldn't help it. he loved seeing you like this, angry, a little annoyed at him and yet you were still so beautiful to him.

as you prepared the plates on the kitchen isle where the three men were sitting and started to enjoy their meals, talking,and babbling away, Simons eyes drifted to your body. he slowly leans forward gently placing his hands on your hips whispering, "babe come here...”. looking over to him, he leaned in closer the moment you started to pout playfully. with one swift motion he pushed you to his body as you closed your eyes and felt his embrace.

you wrapped your arms around his body, your head leaning against his chest softly. Simon smiles as he hugs you tightly. one hand firmly gripping your waist, as the other gently rests on the back of your head as you lay it against his chest. Simons eyes flicker over to Price and Soap, who are still busy eating and chatting as well as Gaz who was staring quickly at the two of you smiling.

"You smell delicious, love." Simon whispers. a muffled sound escapes your mouth as a thank you. you nuzzled your face deeper into his chest and inhaled his scent. Cigarettes, after shave and the smell of outside rain, this combination of scents you missed when he was not near you. after a while you pushed yourself off him, realizing that you are not alone. Looking up and into his eyes you smiled.

“do you want to eat?”, you asked him innocently already grabbing a plate for him. Simon smiles and nods softly, in response to your question. Your innocence and sweetness always seem to be able to catch him unaware as he takes the plate from you.

It has been a few hours since the whole task force stormed your apartment, and everyone was ready to crash into bed. Gaz & Price were sharing one of your rooms which had no beds inside but only one couch and a single mattress. Simon you and Johnny were sharing your bedroom. Soap was getting a mattress on the ground and you and Simon were sharing your single bed together. Laying down, your back pressed against his chest, the only sound in the room now was Simons breathing in your neck and Johnnys already sly snoring, knowing that he has already fell asleep pretty fast.

Simon's eyes are closed, as he lays in bed with you, his arms wrapped tightly around you and every movement you make causes you to feel his touch. Your soft breathing and warm body made it hard for Simon to fall asleep. It is not the first time that you are sharing a bed, but it is the first time to share a bed while someone else was in the room with you.

After a while, you eventually stirred waking yourself up a bit as you feel Simon’s arms around you. you sigh softly, "...Simon?". You whisper, “simon please tell me that’s your phone pressing against me” you whispered tiredly again to him. Simons eyes flutter open, he feels you pressing against his body, a sly mewl escapes his lips  as he becomes very aware of your question. he sighs softly out of his nose, feeling the warms on your neck. You turned your head to face him as he looks down at you, "that's not my phone, baby".

Simon was still wearing his balaclava and you felt him lifting it up slowly just over his lips to peek out. he started kissing your neck, sucking gently, holding you tightly against his body. Simon starts breathing heavily, as he continues, one of his hands is on your hair as he pushes it away from your neck, the other holding you close to himself. You feel his plump lips on your neck, as well as his heart beating quickly. his breaths are coming in quick bursts, and you can feel his body moving against yours, his lips go from your neck to your ear, "you smell so good, love...". you feel his nose against your neck as he inhales softly and with that you tried to push away from him, sliding away a little to not be in full contact with him, turning away from him.

Simon sighs slightly, looking down at you, "love what's wrong...?"

“nothing” you muster quietly still not facing him. Simon breaths out of his nose as he scoots closer to you. he gently takes your chin, turning your head towards him, "if there's nothing wrong, then why move away from me?"

“i know what you want to do and i don’t want to do it now.” you whispered, “we’re not alone in this room and I am still annoyed about what happened earlier when you all stormed into the apartment without letting me know beforehand as i asked you to a thousand times”, your eyebrows furrowed looking into Simons eyes, he started nodding, as he lets go of your chin. he turned around, looking looks over to Johnny’s bed. he can't help but laugh quietly, “i think Soap can sleep through a hurricane. don't worry, love. he ain't gonna hear or see anything".

you stared up at him. “you really do not care about what I am thinking and how I am feeling huh?” with that you grabbed the blanket and tossed it away, getting out of the bed. Simon stares at you, as he lets his head rest against his hand watching you get out of bed. he takes a moment, before speaking softly, the balaclava still covering his face, "I do understand, love but you also need to understand that I want you”

“is there any way, ANY way you could just for ONCE think with your brain instead of your dick when you’re around me?” you whispered loudly, still quite enough for Johnny not to hear as you shake your head and walk out of your bedroom and into the living room. you closed the door behind yourself softly and walked to the couch, sitting down and grabbing your phone to distract yourself.

you cannot explain what has gotten into you but you felt like you weren’t ready for what Simon wanted. you loved it when he was with you, you missed him whenever he wasn’t with you but sometimes you wished that he for once doesn’t see you as a woman who he just wants to visit and fuck quickly. of course, intimacy was important to you too but you wished for him to be just a little understanding instead him trying to solve all of your problems with sex. but maybe you were just exaggerating. shrugging your shoulders you continued scrolled through TikTok.

Simon sighs, leaning against the headboard as he takes a deep breath in and overthinking your words. he tried to distract himself by closing his eyes and falling asleep but it was too hard, the urge to take you right here and now was growing more and more. he hates himself sometimes for not being a little gentler and loving with you but just looking at you made him feel crazy. he can't think straight when he sees you like this, the feeling he has closing around his stomach makes him lose his mind. the moment he came home and saw you with only your panties on, he was about to push you against the kitchen counter and just take you while everyone was watching. he was obsessed, too obsessed to understand anything at this point.

Simon stands up and walks over to the door opening it and peering out. seeing you on the couch, he slowly closes the door to your bedroom, walking towards you.

Part II

[puella-peanut]

Is Terry Silver is Dying? ( Major Spoilers for Seasons 4 and 5)

When we first see Terry in Season 4, he’s got this old-man hippie thing going in. The lifestyle of a long haired/vegan/yoga/meditation/piano playing eccentric billionaire. But what if he’s turned to a more natural lifestyle and is doing all this if modern medicine isn’t working to heal him? And he wants to try a more holistic approach?

Because as Terry is having a PTSD flashback over breakfast, his butler asks him if he should send for the doctor. Terry declines, then proceeds to not eat. Given how casually and quickly his butler asks the question, it makes me wonder how frequently this happens.

Then, when he’s reminiscing in front of the mirror as he ties his hair back, there is a bottle of pills on the counter which he puts away. Could they be for his mental health problems? (PTSD, manic depression? Etc.?) They could be, but they could very well be for something else..

Come season 5, Terry shows up when Johnny and Carmen go to the hospital. Why is he there anyway? What’s he doing? There is absolutely no reason for him to be there, it’s not like he’s stalking Johnny. Terry’s also surprised to learn that Carmen is pregnant; his reaction seems incredibly authentic, suggesting he’s telling the truth, and does not know why they’re there. The only thing that makes sense is that he is in hospital because he has an issue that needs to be frequently checked up on.

Over dinner with Chozen, he talks of never having children, how his legacy is Cobra Kai. And how youth is the one thing money cannot buy. Why all this reminiscing all of a sudden? 

When he and Chozen fight, Terry says he’s not afraid to die. Later, he says he should have died on the battlefield, and to just “do it” (kill him). Sounds pretty defeatist for a man who went to such great lengths with all the Cobra Kai stuff thirty some years after a local tournament.

And then, when he gets his comeuppance at the end of the season, the whole way he is caught is damn sloppy for a man who is shown repeatedly to be incredibly cunning, shrewd, and highly intelligent. Is he unhinged? Probably. But he could have been distracted by his failing health as well. 

Terry’s actor, Thomas Ian Griffith, has been seen without his signature ponytail/longer hair. Some people are claiming it is because he’s not in Season 6, but what if the cropped look is due to him going through some sort of treatment that makes him lose his hair? 

Kristian Harloff had an interview with Thomas Ian Griffith where they talk about Terry. It’s an excellent interview (come on, it’s TIG so it would be!) but there is a moment where Thomas talks about an important subplot that explains the line “l’m not afraid to die” being cut from Season 5. That could add more backing as to why Terry wanted to go out like a warrior in top shape instead of just withering away to a slow-killing disease. After all, choosing how and when you die is the ultimate form of control. Terry Silver is all about control, and he is all about power. And what’s more powerful than controlling how and when your life comes to a close? 

It makes sense to me that Terry Silver was dying at the beginning of Season 4. That’s why when Kreese met him, Terry very quickly and easily decided to throw away his life of relative peace that he’s maintained for 30+ years, and go out in a blaze of menacing karate glory with the legacy of Cobra Kai. After all, what does he have to lose?

[gloryride]

After Virgile, I really wanted to do the Vanessa's evolution through the years ! And there are a lot of changes ...

1/ Young local streetkid

Baby Vanessa ! Young girl from the Glen, without cybernetics, colored hair or makeup, but with her own personality ! She has long and thick black hair, already likes colored crop tops ♥ She is 16 years old, has a lot of dreams and has just broke up with Gustavo Orta because he became a Valentino. She has no time to lose, life is too short !!

2/ Escort Time

Since she was 19 years old, Vanessa has been working as an escort to pay for her sick mother's medical bills. She dyed her hair blue, thought it was chic, changed her optics, got her first implants and tattoos. If she remains natural in daily life, she is at her best as an escort with beautiful creator dresses (she still has some today!) ♥

3/ Post-escort / Pre-Atlanta

24 years old. Vanessa was fired by her escort agency because of a bad client, but as he was an influential man, ... She spends her time between working at the Coyote Cojo as a waitress and some merc jobs for Padre, but they are minor jobs, he doesn't take her seriously. As for the look, she tested the pink on her long hair, her favorite color, and it suits her well!

4/ Atlanta's life

Her mother's death devastated her, Vanessa needed a change of air, everything reminded her of the pillar of her life. Padre sent her to Atlanta where he knew some people. At first a saleswoman in a clothing store, Vanessa ended up in a club, first as a bartender and then as a dancer. No more coloring, she returned to her natural brown. She hated this year, she felt far from her family and after a year there, she came back to Night City.

5/ Back to Night City

For her new life, Vanessa cuts her hair and colors them in a pink and purple tye and die, tattoos a homage to her mother under her right breast and takes her life in her hands. She's 26 when she returns and will do anything to have a dream life. A part-time waitress at Coyote Cojo, she works in tandem with Jackie to get a good reputation as a merc in Night City with one goal: major leagues, baby!

And she did. After these misadventures with Jackie, Johnny and Valentin, Vanessa managed to live her dream! No more mercenary jobs, Rogue associates her with her job as a fixer at the Afterlife, she becomes the new queen of Night City!

[jthmreferences]

So, what can we learn?:

Johnny wears a lot of stripes. Some are thick stripes and sometimes it’s a bunch of thin stripes.

His shirts tend to have horizontal stripes, but sometimes they’ll be vertical. The vertical ones are never thick stripes. One shirt has thin vertical stripes AND thick horizontal stripes on top of it. He has a couple of shirts that have a pattern where some or most of it has thin stripes.

He has one shirt that has thick stripes on the back and is solid with a picture on the front (the wacky one). And one shirt that has thick horizontal stripes with solid colored sides (when he kills the girl with the scythe, it might just be shading). There’s also one that has thin horizontal stripes and a few thin vertical stripes (Things That Make Noise). The shirts with thin vertical stripes are the rarest and never have a picture on them.

His sleeves tend to have a different pattern from the rest of the shirt (most likely so we can see his arm when it’s against his body).

Johnny’s clothes aren’t as tattered as I expected. The ends of his sleeves are more likely to be shredded at the ends, but the bottoms of his shirts are only ripped up in the earlier stuff. Sometimes his pants are ripped up, but it’s hard to tell a lot of the time.

His pants are almost always a solid color or a bunch of vertical stripes, with two exceptions where his pants had thick, horizontal stripes.

Most of his shirts have tails. Usually two in the back, but sometimes it’s one rectangular one. Those ones usually also have one in the front too. Sometimes it’s more of a triangular bit. The tails on his shirt in Descent (issue 4) are thicker and don’t come to a point like they usually do.

Most of his shirts have sleeves that end just above the elbow. Some end halfway down his upper arm and some end a little after his elbow. His pants usually end just above the knee or they’re longer and go down into his boots.

While early on those are all he wears, later he starts wearing shirts and pants under those. Those shirts are always full length and are either a solid color or have horizontal stripes of some sort. The pants are similar except they always have thin stripes when not a solid color and they had vertical stripes once.

Boots!! In the oldest pictures of Johnny they’re a lot shorter, with only two buckles or whatever on them. In earlier stuff the boots are a lot flatter and softer looking. It doesn’t even look like they have steel toes. Around issue 3 they start to look firmer and have two tips at the end. Jhonen goes back and forth a bit on whether the boots have one or two tips on the front, but by issue 7 they definitely have a heel now. He also has the other, shorter boots he’s wearing when Jimmy comes over. They have a bunch of little bits on the front and the steel toe is smaller with a bigger heel. And the other shoes he’s wearing in the more recent pic Jhonen drew of him.

Gloves! He has one pair that’s short and covers the whole hand. He has a pair of long gloves (we don’t see the end of them) that are fingerless. He has long gloves that appear to be made of a thicker material and go to his elbows. Then he has thin, long gloves that aren’t fingerless. He only wears the fingerless ones once. There are also the fishnet gloves he has on the back of issue 5. There’s also the new one which has black gloves with Sickness’s screws on them. I don’t know if ether of these are really canon though.

He has at least one hoodie. (2:15 am) It has a rectangular bit on the front that could be a black zipper or just a block of color.

He has at least 2 crop tops. (Die-ary of issue 3 and when he gives the homeless guy legs) One has the bottom all ripped up.

The coat in Issue 4 and the coat in issue 7 have different lengths, so they might be different coats. He also has the coat in the J’s Not J print.

He wears a belt with a circular buckle at least once.

Color! Obviously, there isn’t much to go on, but Johnny clearly doesn’t just wear black and white. He wears dark purple and blue and has pants that are gray or like a greenish gray. He also has whatever he’s wearing in the headshot, which is a bright blue. So he doesn’t just stick to dark, neutral colors.

He also has a scarf.

I have no idea what the fuck he’s wearing on the cover of issue 3. Someone please explain that!!

Other neat things:

When he gets the coat in hell he also gets a new shirt and pants.

Jhonen’s actually pretty consistent with what Johnny’s wearing before and after his death. The picture disappears sometimes (although that happens all the time) and sometimes it seems like there’s a triangular bit on the front, but that might just be shading.

The outfit he’s wearing when Jimmy comes over is pretty much the brightest. It’s all white with just a few, thin vertical lines. He also has a white shirt when talking to MEAT, but it’s also with a black coat. I’m assuming this is to help make him more different from Jimmy.

If anyone wants to link to real life versions of what Johnny wears I’m sure people would appreciate it. Especially whatever he’s wearing on issue 3.

If you just want all the different pictures on his shirts, someone put this together a long long time ago: https://www.deviantart.com/loomboy/art/Johnny-s-Magic-shirt-56849536

[steele-soulmate]

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 2, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 2, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

STORY WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD

First rewritten reworking 06/16/2023

Second rewritten reworking 09/27/2024

CHAPTER WORD COUNT: 2929

  I sent off a good morning text to Peter as I was stripping myself for my morning shower, humming a soft song while removed my nightclothes and dumped them into my hamper to be washed when I got home on Monday.

  Good morning! It’s currently 4:49 AM and I’ve just woken up. I’m going to get ready for Friday mayhem and then go poke my sisters awake. If I don’t respond back soon, THEY STARTED IT (I swear)

  I paused before I sent another text message his way, moving onto brushing my teeth next.

  Anyways, the three of us will be leaving the apartment a little before 7, so if you want to follow Sammi’s car up or meet us at the faire grounds, let me know!

  MC out

  I felt my face heat up at the vivid dream I had the night before- my soulmate was jacking himself off, whimpering and snarling as he worked himself off time and time again, his long hair a sweaty mess as he pleasured himself at the idea of me, naked and wanton for him, only for him.

  ~xoXox~

  I was towel drying my curls when my phone howled, indicating that I just received a fresh text. I finished dealing with my untamable corkscrew curls and crossed over to glance at my phone.

  Good morning sweetheart, I hope you had a good night’s sleep. I think it’ll be better if I follow you to the faire grounds- I looked up the directions on Google and I think I’ll get lost, even with the others with me.

  I wrinkled my nose.

  The others?

  Josh, Kenny, Johnny- I assume the invitation to help is open to them as well?

  Of course- the more the merrier! I grinned, tossing my phone down on my bed as I retreated to my closet to get dressed. I reemerged a few minutes later, dressed in cherry red high waisted shorts and a pink and blue gingham crop top. I tied my curls up in a messy topknot before I grabbed my phone and left my room.

  Twenty minutes later, Sammi was driving, Jackie was in the seat behind her slowly waking up and I was in the passenger’s seat. I had texted Peter with a confirmation that we would meet up at Diffy’s Diner and from there, we would go directly to the venue.

  “So, tell us more about Peter!” Sammi bubbled as she came to a stop at a red light.

  “We’ll take the next right onto 8th blvd,” I directed her before turning back to the subject. “Well, what do you want to know?”

  “What does he look like?” she asked. I didn’t have to look in the back seat to see that Jackie was half awake, trying to hold onto the conversation at hand.

  “He’s tall- not quite as tall as Gideon, but he’s more like six feet eight inches, I think? Dark hair, green eyes, strong as all get out,” I described him, purposefully leaving out that Peter was my soulmate and that he was a member of famous doom metal band Type O Negative.

  Sammi snorted as she went at the green light.

  “No one is as tall as Gideon,” she muttered, hooking a right. “Our brother is a fricking giant.”

  “Seven feet three inches,” I answered, giggling as I remembered when it would storm outside and the three of us would crawl into bed with him for a nighttime cuddle. We stopped sneaking into his bed a little before our tenth birthday, when he went off to law school in Texas. Mom and daddy had tried to put a stop to it, but he told them it was fine, that he loved the three of us and to let us be kids for a little while longer. “The youngest son is taller than the others.”

  “Kinda funny, if you ask me,” she giggled. “You may want to text Peter- we’re two minutes away!”

  Two minutes away- are you inside getting grub?

  My phone sounded barely a second after I hit send.

  We already grabbed some food on the way over- we’re in my truck. You’ll know old the old Doom Buggy when you see her.

  I raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything as we pulled into the parking lot. Sammi stopped the car next to an aggressive looking pickup truck. I eyeballed the truck as I took a picture of it and hit send.

  Barely a second later, the driver’s window rolled down to show Peter, who looked confused.

  “I didn’t know you were a twin,” he commented, seeing Sammi’s face.

  I chuckled as I tucked my phone into my bra.

  “I’m not,” was all that I said. “We ready?” I handed him a two way walkie talkie. “Green Man, do you copy? This is Celtic MC, over.”

  He only looked at me with clear amusement on his face.

  “It’s for better communications on the road,” I explained. “Cell reception is almost nonexistent, unless you have your own personal cell tower.”

  “The three of us have our own names,” Sammi interjected. “I’m Celtic Baby.”

  “Celtic Mid,” Jackie called out, shaking herself awake. “Are we there yet?”

  “Nope- we’re at Diffy’s, picking up the boys,” I answered. “Alright, we ready? Onward!” I did a lame bugle call as the van moved and I could hear laughter coming from Peter’s truck.

  “Celtic MC, do you read me? This is Green Man, over.”

  ~xoXox~

  We pulled into the parking lot of the faire ground and I opened my door to get out. I waved Sammi on and I walked to where Peter and the guys were waiting.

  “Hey, I think you’ll have to park and then hike- I should’ve told you the height limitation due to the trees,” I called out in a cheery voice. “Come on, I don’t mind any- I like stretching my legs out!”

  Peter got out first and immediately came up to stand next to me, seemingly taking care as not to stand too close. The other three members of Type O Negative got out as well, followed by a surly girl who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old.

  “Okay, this everyone?” I asked, placing a fist onto my hip. “Great, follow me, then!”

  “Mary Claire, I hope you don’t mind, but my wife is sick so I bought my daughter, Sophie, with me.” I spun around to walk backwards at Johnny’s voice.

  “It’s nice to meet you, Sophie!” I greeted her cheerfully.

  “So you’re my Uncle Pete’s soulmate?” she asked me, squinting her eyes as she took me in. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Peter shoot her a look and shift uncomfortably on his feet. “How tall are you?”

  “I’m a wee bit under four ten,” I answered, spinning once I came to the bridge that separated the modern world from faire. I got up onto the railing and began to skip my way across. Suddenly, Peter was at my side, one hand behind me his other gripping my arm. “I’m not gonna fall, I swear!”

  “Humor me,” he begged me softly. I only smiled at him as I walked the rest of the way across before turning to jump off, but Peter picked me up and set me down onto the dirt with all the gentleness of a newborn kitten.

  “Gramercy,” I murmured, looking into his green eyes before turning away, my face beet red. I took his hand and began to lead the way through the trees. “We’ll come up to the entrance to the venue, where-”

  “Mary Claire!” I turned my head and grinned at James, who came bounding up to me. “Good’ morrow, my lady!”

  “Good morrow to you, Jaques Ze Whipper!” I immediately adopted my Irish lilt, giggling as he swooped down and kissed the back of my hand. I heard Peter growl out a low warning. “Are you and Aaron excited to be daddies?” I pressed my hands to my popped out stomach.

  “Oh, yes!” he perked up before dropping to a knee to lift my shirt up a bit.

  “Excuse you…” Peter snarled, shoving James away from me and tugging me into his body.

  “Peter, it’s fine- I’m a surrogate for him and his husband,” I said, switching back to my New York accent. “Besides, he’s gay as all get out.”

  “And who might you be, my good lord?” James asked, lifting himself from his position on the ground and dusting himself off.

  “This is Peter,” I introduced them with a smile.

  “Nice to meet you, Peter!” he said. “Hey speaking of which, will you be stage handing for the show tomorrow?” he asked me.

  “Do you even have to ask?” I snorted, waving to Aaron as he popped out from behind the stage, “Can we do Titanic tomorrow?” “Anything for the mother of my husband’s daughter!” he responded just as Aaron came up to stand beside his husband.

  “Hey, MC,” he greeted me. “How’s our little girl treating you?”

  “She’s a ballerina, for certain!” I giggled, leaning into Peter and placing an arm around his manly hips.

  “Yeah hey, do you guys think you can help for a moment? I grossly underestimated how heavy the banners are…” Aaron grumbled, pointing up to the stage, where there were multiple giant rolls of fabric laying underneath the bans.

  “Do you mind any, sweetheart?” Peter asked me, moving away from me as I motioned for him to go help. I stood off to the corner with Sophie as we watched the men work. Ten minutes later, the stage was looking very festive, decked with banners of red and gold, blue and silver, emerald and black.

  “I thank thee, kind gentlemen!” Aaron called out, wiping his face with his shirt. “Oh, and Peter? Don’t make MC cry.”

  “Good bye, Aaron,” I said, taking Peter by the arm and leading him away, closely followed by the others. “Sorry about them- they’re a bit protective over me and their daughter.”

  “So, you’re their surrogate?” Peter asked as we passed the entrance to the marketplace. I nodded, ducking my head as I led them over to a half hidden path that led through a thick covering of trees.

  “Come on- I’ll take you guys through the shortcut!” I called over my shoulder before I stepped through. I closed my eyes and took a deep inhale of air before walking forward, my hand still in Peter’s. I turned around and saw that he had his phone out. He smiled sheepishly before showing me the picture he took. The first thing my eyes landed on was my head of red curls, thrown on top of my head in a messy bun. Then my eyes caught sight of my grip on his wrist. The picture was both innocent and provocative at the same time.

  “You gonna post this to Instagram?” I asked him, giggling as he leaned over to avoid getting hit in the face by a branch. “I’m sorry, I clearly wasn’t thinking…”

  “I won’t post anything online until you’re ready,” he smiled, letting me take the lead once more. “And it’s fine- I rather much like nature.”

  “Then you’ll quite enjoy faire,” I smiled before coming to a fork. “To the right is the shortcut to the food court. To the left is the shortcut to the archer’s encampment. We’re going to the left, come on now!”

  Peter chuckled at the excitement in my voice. I turned my head to beam up at him and I saw the others a little ways back, clearly giving us privacy to talk without being overheard.

  “Just up there!” I pointed to where there was a curtain of green and Peter pulled aside the foliage for me to step through. “Merci.”

  “Hey, Mary Claire!” I looked up and smiled at Jojo, the camp cook. I waved my hand at her, leading Peter through the Friday morning set up chaos. Peter walked behind me, our hands still clasped together as I half dragged him over to where Sammi had parked her car.

  “Hey!” I returned the greeting to Jojo with a hug.

  “How’s your wee jellybean?” she asked me, falling in step with me.

  “Well, she’s either going to be a ballerina or a kickboxer,” I commented, rubbing my hand against my belly, trying to get her to stop wiggling around.

  “You did kickboxing, right?” she asked just as Sammi and Jackie came up to us.

  “I did regular boxing sixth grade, seventh grade and eighth grade,” I recalled. “Hey girls- we ready?”

  “Yup!” Sammi was eyeballing Peter as the others came up behind me. “You weren’t kidding, he is huge.”

  “But not as big as Gideon,” Jackie mentioned, her hands on her hips as she craned her neck to look at Peter fully. “Brother number seven is a freaking giant.”

  “You’re telling me,” I snorted. “Come on, I’ll introduce you lot to da- he’ll put you lot up to work.”

  As I led the group away, I caught Peter switching between myself, Jackie and Sammi.

  “You certainly look like sisters,” he commented. “Who’s the oldest?”

  “I am,” I answered. “Jackie is nineteen minutes younger than me and Sammi is forty three minutes younger than me.”

  “Triplets?” His eyes bugged out.

  “Yup,” I popped my P. “The only real noticeable difference between the three of us is hair color and general body type- I’m a curvy redhead, Jackie is an athletic blonde and Sammi is a buxom brunette. We would have so much fun screwing with people when we were younger.”

  ~xoXox~

  “That’s good- hold it right there!” yelled Tony, otherwise known to me as da, as the ropes were pulled and the support went up.

  “You got it?” I whispered to Peter, who was almost singlehandily holding the support beam for the big tent up.

  “Yeah, I got it sweetheart,” he grunted, the muscles in his arms bulging out comically as he stabilized the post. I had insisted on helping, saying that I was pregnant, not dying.

  Peter had long since rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, causally showcasing our shared tattooed soulmarks that bounded us both together. I had decided not to say anything, opting to remove my prized leather jacket to display my tattoos and soulmarks as well.

  “LOOK OUT!”

  I looked up at the yell and felt my heart literally stop beating as the support beam slipped from Peter’s arms. He pushed me to the ground, using his body as a shield to stop the heavy weighted canvas from crushing me.

  “Are you alright, sweetheart?” he murmured gently, tracing my cheek with his nose. It took me a moment to realize that he was on his knees, one arm on the ground for support, his other cradling the back of my head to keep it safe from hitting the ground. I nodded, taking a deep breath in shakily collecting a fistful of his shirt and burying my nose into his neck.

  In any other situation, I would be having a massive panic attack, but with Peter, I felt…

  Safe.

  “Go raibh maith agat,” I murmured softly into his neck, inhaling his unique manly scent of pine, campfire smoke, and male musk.

  “Hmm?” he hummed, rubbing his nose through my curls.

  “Thank you, in Irish Gaelic,” I whispered, curling my knees together and resting them in his lap.

  “Mary Claire!” Sammi screamed just then and I tightened my hold on his shirt with a little whimper.

  “She’s alright!” Peter called, not moving. “I got you, you’re alright. My sweetheart. Are you injured?” I was shaking my head before he had finished speaking. “Nothing is gonna hurt you.”

  “You promise me?” I mumbled as the canvas was being lifted up.

  “With my everything,” he replied and that was all the reassurance I needed to snuggle deeper into him. The little human in my stomach kicked just then and I could tell that Peter felt it, judging by the way his fingers shifted in my hair.

  “You’re not mad that I’m a surrogate?” I squeaked.

  “Oh sweetheart, no, I’m not mad,” he hummed. “It’s your body, you do as you like. Though I am jealous- I want you to bear my kids and my children only. I love how selfless you are, how compassionate you are. Christ- I’m so happy you are mine.”

  I didn’t have any time to respond, because at that moment, the canvas was dragged off of us and I took a shuddering breath of air in through my lungs.

  “You’re alright Mary Claire,” he murmured once more, standing with me in his arms. “You’re alright, my sweetheart.”

    Gramercy, thank you, Old French?

Go raibh maith agat, thank you, Irish Gaelic

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Masterlist

who says i love you first

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, 1336w Your tiny existential crisis + Namjoon during bedtime

welcome to my channel (KNJ)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 659w “5k Sub! Unisex Brow Grooming Tutorial feat. Joon :)”

baby genius**

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, ~2300w “In which you’re very smart and Namjoon has a tiny garter belt fetish”

dead man sells no toes**

Witch!Reader, Halloweentown AU, ~5200w “Your thoughts have a mind of their own when it comes to the cute delivery human with the mysterious tattoos”

call me maybe*

Idol-AU (kinda), club meet-cute AU, ~6600w

At first you were just trying to get some free drinks out of some guy at the bar, but then it becomes a lot more

warm fuzzies*

Non-Idol AU, slice of life, ~6200w “In which Jjangu AND his owner, Kim Seokjin, fall for you”

welcome to my channel (KSJ)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 1208w “Dyeing @Eat_Jin ‘s hair and avocado mask DIY :)))”

hell’s kitchen

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, ‘crack’, ~2200w “It’s Jin’s birthday and it’s a hot ass mess because you can’t keep a secret”

and wrapped your arms around my neck** (req)

established relationship AU, part vampire!Seokjin, pwp, ~2000w “Vamp!Jin if you squint and then close your eyes entirely, this is 90% just sex yall”

punch drunk love*

Non-Idol AU, friends to lovers, 1742w Emotional constipation means sometimes you have to beat emotions out. Or, in this case, finger-flick them out.

welcome to my channel (MYG)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 626w “New M.A.C lip tints feat. my roommate :)”

the min booty diaries** (req) - 0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Idol AU, body/self-esteem issues

“Join Min Yoongi on his journey to becoming an ass man OR ~5 instances in which Yoongi realized he had a serious thing for your ass”

ode to wine

Idol AU, establised relationship AU, 900w

“A moment alone with Yoongi after the award show has come and gone”

off the deep end**

Mermaid!Yoongi, College AU, interspecies canoodling, a bit angsty, ~17,500w

“Your new mermaid friend, Yoongi, helps you navigate the treacherous waters of love, sex, and National Geographic.”

bump and grind*

Idol AU, BH employee!Reader, ~3000w

“If someone told you that months after getting hired by BigHit to translate and subtitle VLive videos you would be at an idol’s birthday party with your ass pressed firmly against Jung Hoseok’s crotch, you wouldn’t have believed them.”

welcome to my channel (JHS)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 1164w

“Unisex nail care routine feat. Hobi and red wine ;)”

who’s your favorite**

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, misbehaving in a Chili’s, ~1400w

“If you ask the man himself, it takes a half a year of going to a shitty family restaurant after work on Fridays for Hoseok to become your favorite. In reality, though, he just didn’t get the joke. OR

‘I give you dick. Good dick!’”

cover you in constellations

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, 987w

“Happy birthday to Jung Hoseok, the most beautiful”

hoping for the best**

Non-Idol AU, Lifeguards!Reader and Hoseok, friends to enemies to friends to lovers, ~24,300w

“He knows you two are linked though. You must know it too. It’s impossible to deny when you both reach climax at the same time during your first time, the breath leaving him like you knocked it out and your eyes rolling into the back of your head like he scratched stars there for only you to see.”

sleeping bags (and other unconventional cures for insomnia) (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, enemies to more than friends, ~2500w

Based off the prompt “snowed in with your enemy at a ski resort”

watch yourself**

Non-Idol AU, Dressing room Attendant!Hoseok, exhibitionist!Hoseok, ~7770w

“It starts with an invitation from your ex. It ends with Hoseok’s hands down your pants in said ex’s kitchen”

mistletoe

Non-Idol AU, friends to lovers, Christmas AU?, ~3300w

“Jimin just can’t seem to get a moment alone with you at this christmas party, and you just can’t seem to stop baking…”

welcome to my channel (PJM)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 1093w

“Drugstore Haul plus mini Sephora Haul and Surprise :)”

blue, not blanc** (req)

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, pwp, ~4500w

Based off the prompt: ‘can u do a jimin smut where he has a thing for panties’

me, you, and this thing we have between us** (req)

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, pwp, ~3700w

You’re pregnant and jimin is…happy about it

slippery slopes ahead** (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, established relationship AU, pwp, ~6600w

“‘Look at you,’ he coos. ‘All this time I thought you were shy.’”

childhood bestie (bullet)

Non-Idol Au, Childhood Besties!Reader and Taehyung, 943w

what it would be like if you and taehyung’s moms were bffs, so you and taehyung were bffs from birth

welcome to my channel (KTH)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 667w

“Using Tom Ford Luna highlighters on my neighbor ;)”

a day in the life

Non-Idol AU, College AU, Roommates!Reader and Taehyung, slice of life, ~1900w

“A typical day living with Kim Taehyung consists of constant fights for the blanket and watching him steal your crop tops”

cougar** - 1, 2

Non-Idol AU, College AU, (slightly) Older!Reader, ~1400w + ~4700w

“…guys like him give off two very conflicting vibes. The first says ‘Wow, look at this handsome young man, I hope my kids are that beautiful’. The second says, ‘Wow, I want to have his kids’”

hectic halloween

Non-Idol AU, College AU, Best friends!Reader and Taehyung, language, ~1400w

Tae invites you to a Playboy™️ themed halloween party and a wardrobe malfuction of sorts occurs.

breathe you in** (req)

Popstar!Reader, Non-Idol!Taehyung, exes to lovers, ~7800w

Based on the prompt: Can I pls request an ex lovers trope with taehyung where you broke up with him , but he shows you he loves you and was never over you and wants to be together again? Thanks!

(welcome to) camp lonely heart**

Camp Counselors!Reader and Taehyung, fun with walkie talkies, friends to lovers, ~15,600w

It’s possible to find love in all sorts of places: In bars, in school, on apps. But what about through a walkie talkie?

heat index**

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, pwp, 2700w

“The town being in a heat wave puts Tae’s in a bit of a love drought. But even still, he makes do and (kind of) does you”

blood of the covenant* (to be rebooted) - 1, 2

Vampire!Reader, Human!Jungkook, College AU, Post-Apocalyptic(?) AU, 3476w+ ~3700w

“You’re an unregistered vampire trying your hardest to save up enough to go to school by working long hours and giving up meals. Unfortunately, the local university refuses to enroll starving vampires like yourself because they’re seen as threats. Desperate to get in, you take up Jeon Jungkook’s shady offer to help”

welcome to my channel (JJK)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 1038w

“Cutting Men’s hair and talking about life feat. Kook :)”

blind!reader* (req)

Non-Idol AU, Blind!Reader, College AU, 4422w

Based off the prompt: Hi! I have a bts request! so the "prompt" is y/n were love at first sight for him, but y/n's life motto is "love is blind" because y/n is actually blind. this is just for fun, but I'd really like to read your take on it!! you can pick any of the boys. :)

for science**

Non-Idol AU, College AU, Nerd!Jungkook, very dramatic 

“Jungkook asks you to let him watch you get off. For science.”

The most magical place in hell (req)

Takes place somewhere after the events of FS, the gang goes on vacation...

bts as types of drunks

Non-Idol AU (?), the chaotic seven, 2073w

the seven chaotic drunks™️ embodied

bts as types of (weird) babies in your daycare

Pre-school teacher!Reader, Babies!BTS, 4610w

the seven chaotic babies™️ embodied

bts as types of boyfriends

Non-Idol AU (?), the chaotic seven, ~3295w

the seven chaotic boyfriends™️ embodied

sweetstupid moments with bts

Non-Idol AU (?), the chaotic seven, ~2054w

More boyfriend shenanigans

sleepovers with sleepy bts

Non-Idol AU (?), the chaotic seven, ~2109w

Even more boyfriend shenanigans

SS series (under construction)

* = suggestive, ~nsfw ** = smut, NSFW (req) = requested

and then there were two** (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, established relationship AU, ~3480w

Based on the prompt: “what do u think abt college bf mark and awkward and fumbling first time”

Sequel: and then there were finals**(req), 2k

Based on the prompt: “mark lee from nct! college au and NSFW. finding time in between studying for finals.”

in your court (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, clueless crushes and matchmaking, ~10,900w

Based on the prompt: “what about ,, bff!haechan trying to set taeil and his awkward ass up with oc Or awkward!oc with his basketball teammate jaehyun. Honestly anything with bff!haechan.”

binary stars (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, friends to lovers, ~8,400w

love sometimes takes the form of gravity

Based on the prompt: “bff!hyuck + friends to lovers. college au and slightly nsfw or however nsfw u wanna make it”

the shape you make**

Non-Idol AU, Halloweentown AU, ~4,100w

“For both you and Johnny, there is something big holding you back from being intimate. At the yearly Harvest party, that something big becomes something known.”

Part of the Intimacy Anthology Project!

* = suggestive, ~nsfw ** = smut, NSFW (req) = requested

[aj-uwu]

[PART 1] Introduction Rap: 10 Things I Love About Tanaka Juri

He's the love of my life, the only man for me

Gonna do this, finally! I love my man so much & since his birthday is near, want to shower some love for my chicken neck rapper boi from SixTONES

Who tf is this gorgeous man & why do I love him?

The list goes on but TOP 10 I love abt him (in no particular order):

#1: His toothpaste smile

That's him holding a trophy for being 1/6 sexiest + that smile, those crinkles on the corners of his eyes is sending me 👋

#2: His mad rap skills

My man has honed his rap skills for years and always delivers. On MVs and stage perfs, you know it's Juri Time when 5T starts dancing and he's just standing looking cool (or the lights change on set ksksks)

One of my faves from their 1ST Anniv Proj: Strawberry Breakfast

#3: His perfect, perfect hair

Idc if he dyes all colors of the rainbow on his hair, cropped, long, slicked back etc etc I love how his perfect hair compliments his symmetrical facial features what /a perfect human being/

#4: His sense of humor oh my god

I am living for all the reels they have for their 1ST Anniv Proj on IG & y'all better watch, like, follow, and love them. So my funny man looks so proud of himself for being the magician he's become 🙄🤚

🎬 Tanaka Juri x Matsumura Hokuto: MAD LOVE Magic

🎬 Tanaka Juri x Jesse: JAPONICA Magic

#5: SAILOR MOON AIN'T GOT NOTHING

As a Sailor Moon baby, Juri guesting on that cosplay variety really made an impression on me. He really is beautiful. Slapped in the face by this Guardian of the Moon

Well, that's it for now. I'll prolly cook up my part 2 of this when it's legit June & when I have the time again

As a promoter, nah, I just feel like it's damn proper I link everything bec STAN SixTONES! 💎

--

SixTONES

Official Website

YouTube Channel (Johnny's Junior)

YouTube Channel (Artist Channel)

Twitter

Instagram

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Fluffnstuffjojos Masterlist

Started: 05.27.20 Last Updated: 5.29.20 Total Number of Works: 314 

**Notes: If you are sending requests, please make sure to read the rules first. There are characters within the masterlist for which I do not currently write for.

**ITALICS LINKS ARE NSFW OR BORDERLINE** 

Jojo Combo Posts (All Jojos or Multiple Jojos):

**Note these fluctuate between being everyone and only the ones I currently write for based on the date they were written! A mess! I may reorganize some day, but for now, feel free to browse! Mix of headcanons/scenarios 

Longest morning routines 

Thoughts on horror movies

Disney Princes/Princesses

Peppering Josuke/Giorno with Morning Kissies

Facetime Headcanons

Getting Postcards from Traveling s/o

Rainy Day Headcanons

Social Media Headcanons

Modern College Headcanons

Dancing to Smashing Pumpkins (Suggestive NSFW)

Incorporating s/o into Workout Routine 

Josuke and Joots s/o with a stand that manifests while they’re asleep

Falling for a drifter

Jotaro/Josuke/Johnny Reacting to Affectionate s/o

S/o with chronic Nosebleeds

Duckling Imprinting

Joseph/Giorno/Jolyne Insecure s/o

Autistic s/o who hates loud noises/crowds 

Jonathan/Joseph/Jotaro/Josuke Flexing to Impress s/o 

Reacting to a cheating s/o

Butt squeezes

S/o has no sense of direction

Male s/o in a wheelchair 

Talented Baker teaches Jojos how to bake

Reacting to s/o placing a flower crown on their head

Missing and/or trapped s/o

Reacting to s/o getting a grill 

Playing with s/o’s hair as they fall asleep

S/o appreciating Jojo’s bodies 

S/o doing their makeup 

Types of Youtube Channels

S/o decking a trash-talker 

Rescuing s/o who is the “damsel in distress” type 

Reacting to s/o biting them 

Distracting s/o before hitting someone (Gappy style) 

Jotaro/Josuke reacting to s/o blacking out/hitting their head 

S/o who wears crop tops

Wearing Jojo’s clothes and mocking them/posing playfully 

S/o dies, but they are unable to find their body

Crushing on the same gender

How they feel about s/o calling them “Jojo” 

Cop Josuke hunts Mafia Giorno

3-8 comforting s/o with their stand

Jojo Hugs 

Playing dead to prank/scare s/o 

Vines/fave videos  

Indulging in fashion with s/o 

Great-Grandpa Jonathan with kid Josuke 

Contortionist s/o 

Jotaro/Gappy/Josuke s/o kidnapped by enemy stand user 

Fave memes

Serenading their  s/o 

S/o dying without them being able to say goodbye 

catching s/o after they fall 

S/o makes homemade Valentine’s Day chocolate 

Spoiling s/o on Valentine’s Day 

Self-conscious, chubby trans man s/o

Absent Father Comfort 

Giorno/Josuke/Jolyne insomniac s/o 

Taking care of s/o on their period 

Helping trans s/o into their binder

Jotaro/Josuke - s/o dresses like a sukeban/female delinquent  

Boys finding out the girl they’re flirting with is into girls  

Jotaro/Johnny/Gappy s/o steals their hat 

Playfighting with s/o

S/o playing with their hair 

S/o with mental illness(es) 

Squeezing Jojo bobbies (the original is linked here too!) 

Onesies (original is linked as well!) 

Androgynous GF 

Jonathan raising Joseph 

Jotaro/Johnny mute s/o

Joseph Raising Josuke 

1-4 + Johnny strong/small s/o 

Jonathan/Jotaro/Johnny s/o with anger issues 

Danger-seeking s/o 

Clothes stealing s/o 

S/o has a destructive/intimidating stand 

Getting s/o in the mood (nsfw-ish) 

Assorted Character Combos Grab Bag 

Johnny/Diego/Gappy Confessions Headcanons

Jotaro/Jonathan/Polnareff Painful Period Comfort Scenarios

Jotaro/Kakyoin/Polnareff/Josuke s/o talking in their sleep

Kakyoin/Polnareff/Rohan/Gyro S/o with narcolepsy 

Josuke/Jolyne/Rohan coaxing depressed s/o out of bed

Jotaro/Gyro/Rohan cheering up sad s/o 

Josuke/Giorno/Polnareff 20 Nugget Challenge

Jotaro/Polnareff/Josuke/Okuyasu Slow Dancing with s/o

Jotaro/Polnareff/Josuke/Okuyasu crush suffering from Hanahaki disease

Johnny/Gyro/Jotaro with a s/o who is a saddle bronc rider 

Jonathan/Caesar cuddles/fluff

Caesar and Gappy s/o fears rejection when requesting affection

Jotaro/Josuke - s/o telling him they’re pregnant 

Jonathan/Kakyoin - s/o hates their body 

Female friend asks Josuke/Polnareff for advice on flirting with women

Dio and Jolyne trans s/o 

Jotaro, Polnareff, Josuke, Okuyasu saving s/o from an enemy stand

Jotaro/Joseph/Dio with beautiful s/o 

Jonathan/Josuke/Kakyoin comforting lonely/stressed out s/o 

Okuyaus/Polnareff/Caesar/Jotaro Powderpuff GF 

Jonathan/Dio/Johnny/Gyro first “I love you” from s/o 

Jotaro/Kakyoin/Josuke/Okuyasu motivating s/o to work 

Jonathan/Part 4 Squad being protective

Caesar/Okuyasu/Josuke/Dio Taking s/o shopping 

Jobros Mario kart 

Jonathan/Josuke/Okuyasu/Kakyoin Comfort

Caesar/Polnareff/Josuke/Okuyasu winning the lottery

Jonathan/Josuke/Okuyasu/Polnareff musical roles 

Jotaro/Josuke/Okuyasu kickboxing s/o 

Jonathan holiday headcanons & Okuyasu sex headcanons

Jotaro/Kakyoin/Josuke/Okuyasu Sports/clubs 

Jotaro/Kakyoin/Josuke/Okuyasu with s/o who just applied for college 

“You’re safe now, I’ve got you” Polnareff/Jonathan

“Hey! I was going to eat that!” Joseph/Okuyasu

Cakes for Jonathan/Josuke/Okuyasu/Gyro

Part 1: 

Dio trying to steal/win s/o from Jonathan

Jonathan Joestar

Headcanons: 

Starting a relationship with someone outside of the aristocracy 

Modern headcanons! 

Father and Husband Headcanons

Descendants 

Ghost Jonathan watching over loved one 

Date at the Opera

Scenarios:

Forever and Always (Jonathan contracts Vampirism and s/o vows to stay with him)

Valentine’s Day  

My Immortal  (immortal Jonathan finds his soulmate) 

Happy Honeymoon

Dio Brando:

Headcanons:

Using Rich BOI™ tactics to woo shy s/o 

“Pillarman” s/o who loves being superior/intimidating to him 

Scenarios:

Rather Harshly (Post-snapping at s/o comfort)

Impeccable Tastes (Dio has to feed from s/o) 

A Sense of Belonging (Jealous/Possessive Dio)

Part 2: 

Joseph/Caesar with a fellow Hamon user who is laidback and silly 

Poly Caesar/Joseph swing dancing with s/o

Joseph Joestar:

Headcanons:

Reacting to Holly’s Wedding 

Raising Holly 

Scenarios:

Fierce Protector (Protecting s/o from a BUG) 

Indifferent (Chasing a girl who isn’t Interested)

Caesar Zeppeli:

Scenarios:

“What’s wrong, darling?”  (comforts s/o with depressive episodes (feat. my bad art))

Direct Instruction (S/o teaching him how to play violin)

Part 3: 

Dio and Jotaro Fluff 

Polnareff/Kakyoin Comforting stressed s/o

Poly Jotaro/Kakyoin Comatose S/o post Dio Nonsense™ 

Poly Jotakak Valentine’s Day

Jotaro Kujo: 

Headcanons:

Comforting Anxious/Stresses s/o

Cheating on his s/o (ANGST)

BFF Headcanons

S/o who gets upset when he raises his voice 

Joots being CUTE 

Crushing on a himedere girl 

Tranquil/gentle s/o 

NSFW Joots (Obvi NSFW) 

Mothering s/o taking care of Part 4 squad = Jealous Joots 

small gf 

Jewelry headcanons

Singing in the shower

Pastel s/o

Scenarios:

Forgiveness (Post-Argument Fluff)

Toxic Behavior (Crush is Leery of how Joots treats Women)

Tidepool Gatherings  (Meeting a Mermaid)

Maritime Fun (Boat trip with s/o)

Just Breathe (s/o teaches Joot how to use hamon)

Joots Jr.  (Super smart s/o makes a robot)

The Shape of Water (Joots meets a fishy person) 

Homemade (Homemade birthday cake & kissy) 

Introductions (Jotaro introducing s/o to Part 4 squad) 

Cop a Feel (Accidentally grabs a boobie while helping)

No Place like Home (Takes stand user s/o home after they’re injured) 

Past Scars (Self-Harm Scars Fluff)

“You look so cute when you pout like that”

A Joestar to Die for  (Zeppeli descendant gives their life for Joots)

A Joestar to Die for Aftermath  (Joots loses his cool)

Kakyoin Noriaki:

Headcanons:

s/o appreciating him 

cute relationship headcanons (plus my cursed art)

Fluff headcanons

Scenarios:

Firsts (Male s/o First Kiss)

Spelling Trouble (Honors student Kak falls for delinquent school girl)

Spoiled Rotten Spoiling s/o on Valentine’s Day 

Need a... Dad? s/o is a single mother 

Jean Pierre Polnareff:

Headcanons:

Part 3 and 5 Fluff 

Himedere GF with a hidden vulnerable/lonely side 

Giving s/o a tour of Paris

Part 4: 

Oku seeing Josuke without his hair up for the first time 

Josuke and Okuyasu New Year’s Kisses 

WHOMST is Josuke/Okuyasu checking out with binoculars in the header???

Josuke and Okuyasu antics 

Poly Josuyasu taking care of sick s/o

Josuke/Okuyasu with a s/o who always steals their clothes 

Part 4 Squad with a non-verbal/reserved crush

Part 4 Squad Music Tastes & Bonus oldie but goodie 

Vacations with the boys! 

Boys in a band! 

Famous boys 

Josuke/Okuyasu being Hayato’s big bros 

Boys as firemen

Secret Santa 

Josuke/Okuyasu future careers/relationships/families

Josuke/Okuyasu sharing a crush who likes them both 

Josuke/Okuyasu sharing a crush poly relationship (cont. from original) 

Josuke and Rohan Comforting s/o during a rough time

Part 4 Crew Ideal S/o

Poly Josuyasu and s/o with Mario Party 

Poly Josuyasu with severely injured s/o

Josuke/Josuke’s gf/Okuyasu as a Ron, Hermoine, and Harry trio

Josuke Higashikata:

Headcanons:

Werewolf Josuke and Female s/o

Male Crush

Childhood Friend Mutual Pining

Soulmate AU 

Protecting s/o from catcaller(s) 

Helping/keeping s/o company while their mom is in the hospital

Mutual pining shy crush 

Rural s/o is baffled by Morioh 

Twin Sister

Scenarios:

Waiting Up (Josuke has a late night and you wait on him) 

Hiding a Part of You  (Discovering s/o has a secret stand)

Sting of Betrayal (Forgiving s/o for Betrayal)

“For your eyes only..” (Josuke gets a text (NSFW-ish)

Star Crush Mario Party Confessions with Crush 

Tentative (Hesitant to makeout and ruin the romance)

Missing Something (Comforting s/o grieving a sibling)

Make it all Better (Bad day comfort)

Got Moves (Dancing with a boi)

Mornings Like These (Josuke Fluff)

Taste of your own Medicine (s/o mimics his pomp with their own hair)

Deeper Pain (Can’t protect s/o from grief)

Sound of your Voice (Reading to s/o)

Soft Boy (S/o teasing “delinquent” Josuke for being a big ol’ softie)

"Breathe with me” (Anxiety comfort)

Romance Kinda Guy (First Valentine’s Day date) 

“I had a nightmare” 

Batter Up! (Softball/baseball gf)

Dog Hair (Corgi antics)

Little Helper (Tries to win his ex-wife back with their kid’s help)  

Bloodlines (Crush is Caesar’s grandchild)

Christmas Tree Murder (Josuke knocks over the tree) 

Sunshine (Helping s/o fall asleep after a bad day)

Disinterested (Falling for someone who isn’t interested back) 

Single Father (s/o dies and Josuke raises their daughter) 

Feline Overlord (Cat Hates Josuke) 

“I’m not jealous” 

“You can’t keep doing this.”

“This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done” 

PS2 Squared (s/o and Josuke have similar gift ideas) 

Okuyasu Nijimura:

Headcanons:

Foreign s/o 

Wedding/Honeymoon 

Proposal Headcanons

Sweet/shy s/o 

Clingy Oku 

Driving, hugging, anger headcanons

Scenarios:

Getting a Kitten

Fluffy Morning Lovin’ (NSFW AS HECK) 

“Yell, Scream, Cry” (Angst Prompt)

Baked Goods (Baking with the GF) 

Long-Distance (s/o Flies to Morioh to meet for the first time)

“You aren’t dumb, Oku,” (Comfort/fluff)

Fixer Upper (S/o and Oku fix up his house)

Love Letters (Flustered Oku gives male crush a love letter)

Valentine’s Day Korean BBQ 

Meeting the Fam (Bringing home s/o for the first time)

“You’re not falling behind,” 

Entrapment (Rescuing kidnapped s/o) 

“Come ‘ere” (Using his stand with GF (light suggestive nsfw))

Care (Taking care of hurt s/o)

Scatterbrained (So excited he forgets to respond to a confession)

Spirited (Ghost girlfriend )

“You can’t die”/”I’m not losing you again”/”Hold me back!” 

“I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot” 

Stray Cat Adventures 

Loss (Oku is Missing Keicho)

Rohan Kishibe:

Headcanons:

Flexible/athletic s/o 

Daddy Kink (NSFW) 

Blind s/o

Pianist s/o

Scenarios:

Unique (Comforting s/o insecure over their “cutesy” art)

First Valentine’s Day 

Transgressions (Getting a cat without his permission)

Valued (Receiving expensive gifts)

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion” 

Part 5: 

Giorno Giovanna:

Headcanons:

Reacting to a member of La Squadra defecting to join them 

Finding a former classmate is a member when he joins the gang 

Don Gio romancing an American Tourist

Raising Kids 

Scenarios:

Surprises (Finding out s/o is pregnant) 

Hanging On (Has twins, but one is in critical condition) 

Young Love (Falling for a younger Passione member) 

Part 6: 

Jolyne Kujo:

Scenarios:

“You look tired” 

Part 7: 

Drunk Johnny and Gyro Headcanons 

Johnny and Gyro on s/o’s birthday 

Gyro/Johnny Christmas/Holidays

Poly Johnny/Gyro/Diego convince s/o horses aren’t scary

Johnny and Diego trans boy Crush

Johnny Joestar:

Headcanons:

Valentine’s Day 

Kissing Headcanons

Scenarios:

Fall for You (Falling for female friend)

Left Behind (S/o leaving him for someone else) 

Jealous Type (Jealous over guys hitting on s/o)

Quality Time  (Fluffyness) 

“I could kiss you right now” 

Gyro Zeppeli:

Headcanons:

Fluff headcanons

Small/strong s/o 

S/o with chronic pain and in a wheelchair 

Scenarios:

Fatherhood (Finding out he’s going to be a dad)

Twists of Fate (Crushing on foreign executioner who hates him!)

Lady and the Tramp (Spaghetti Kiss)

Bundle of Nerves  (Nervous proposal)

Chance Encounter (Pretty Lady at the Bar)

Diego Brando:

Headcanons:

Petting and Feeding him ROCKS 

Show-rider crush

Having his boobies squeezed 

Scenarios:

Sharing is Caring (Sharing a bed with his crush)

It’s a Date (Dinner Date)

Thoughts of the Future (Dinner Date Proposal!!)

Part 8:

Poly Yasuho/Gappy

Gappy (Josuke) Higashikata:

Headcanons:

Falling for Female Crush

Soft spot headcanons

Scenarios:

Fatherhood (Finding out he’s going to be a dad)

[kinktae]

bitchin’ || pt. 4 (M)

↳ PART OF MY REWIND SERIES

The 80s were a time of choices. Which perm was right for you? What color neon would you wear next? None of these choices, however, were more questionable than a certain deal you made with Jeon Jungkook.

pairing: fratboy!jungkook x reader

word count: 5k

genre: 1980s au, eventual smut, e2l

warnings: multiple smut scenes, science talk, banter, jealousy, alcohol & LOTS of colorful 80s slang lmao

A/N: This fic was inspired by To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before. Thank you to @junqkook for letting me use her likeness!

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PART FOUR

“Ouch! Watch it, Yara! You’re stabbing me!”

Yara released her grip from the striped material of your sweater, letting it fall back down against your torso.

“I’m sorry… Is your personal tailoring experience not luxurious enough? Did you want some sparkling water? Some Crystal Light, perhaps?” The petite girl quipped, eyes narrowing.

You pressed your lips together, holding back the snarky remark that was wanting to come out from between them. You really weren’t in any position to complain. Yara had gone to the trouble of coming up with both your and Jungkook’s costumes, not to mention the fact that she was missing her scheduled viewing of Saved By The Bell just to help you get ready — truly honorable act on her part.

Shutting the pair of scissors with a sharp snip, your best friend placed them down onto the bathroom sink decisively, clearly satisfied with the holes she had carved into your oversized red and green sweater.

“What do you think? I can smear some more brown eyeshadow on the sweater if you want.”

Turning towards the mirror, you let your eyes fall over Yara’s handwork.

When Yara said you were going to be Freddie Krueger you should have expected that there would be no half-assing on her part. Jungkook was right in his assessment that the two of you were similar. Yara, although sometimes indolent, was absolutely unstoppable when she set her mind to something.

“It looks great. You went above and beyond as always.” You flashed her reflection a smile.

Reaching for the hat that sat on the counter, Yara plopped it onto your head, a satisfied grin finding her as she took in the completed look.

“So are you ready?” She inquired. “Tonight’s the big night. You nervous?”

“A little…” You confessed, shrugging. At your words, Yara adjusted your hat slightly.

“Don’t be. We went over the game plan last night, remember?”

Keeping still until your best friend’s creative vision for your hat was completed, you let out a sigh.

“Yeah.”

It should be easy; smile, hang onto Jungkook’s arm as if he was your life support, and be sure to kiss him somewhere everyone could see. Piece of cake. Totally.

Sensing a weight behind your tone, Yara offered you an encouraging smile, her hands finding yours.

“You’re gonna have a totally kick-ass time, I’m sure.” She enthused.

“As long as Jungkook doesn’t sneak off to go bang his ex and leave me alone. I don’t know anyone who is gonna be there.” You sulked, before tapping a finger against your chin in contemplation. “Then again, it wouldn’t be the worst thing ever. If he and Kiri get back together, I can finally stop pretending to date him.”

At your words, Yara’s eyebrows furrowed as if to tell you something you had said hadn’t sat well with her. Before she got the chance to express what that was, however, a loud series of knocks rang out.

“Speak of the devil and he shall appear.” You mused dryly causing Yara to laugh.

“I’ll go let him in, you stay here and try on the socks.” She ordered as she walked out, slamming the bathroom door behind her, leaving you without a choice.

You were curious however, ears tuned into the greeting that was just outside the door as Jungkook came in. Slipping on one of the socks, you brought it up to your knee, tugging at the fabric until it was no longer bunching around your ankle.

“What the hell? You cropped the shirt yourself, didn’t you? I told you I was gonna cut it for you.”

“Chill out. What’s your damage? I’m pretty sure I’m allowed to cut my own shirt.”

“Yeah, nice going, dipshit. It’s fucking crooked!”

You let out a sigh.

Your best friend and fake boyfriend could not be left unattended for even a minute without needing you to play referee, it seemed.

Pushing the bathroom door open, you poked your head out, “Children, children, let’s play nice–”

Jungkook’s head turned to you, expression softening from the irritated glare he was offering Yara just moments ago. You hardly noticed, however, too captivated by what he was wearing to pay the gentle way he looked at you any mind.

He was in a cropped white jersey, the number 10 plastered across his chest in blue just above the ragged seam of where the shirt ended, exposing inches of the lower half of his firm stomach, causing your face to flame.

Low on his hips was a pair of blue sweatpants, the ends of them tucked into his high top Chuck Taylor’s that were similar, if not the same, to the pair you had been planning on wearing.

Johnny Depp would surely be proud of Jungkook’s rendition of Glen Lantz, you decided. He even wore the same pair of silver headphones around his neck.

You cleared your throat, finally pulling your eyes away from your pretend lover’s torso.

“Wow… that’s crooked.”

“Hah! Told you.” Yara pressed, pleased at your assessment.

“Remind me why I put up with the two of you again?” Jungkook frowned, crossing his arms over his chest, unaware of the way it caused his already short shirt to ride up further.

Pulling yourself from the bathroom altogether, you walked over to the couch, plopping down onto it as you began to put on your other sock.

“Sick costume, nerd.” Jungkook praised, eyes fixated on you as you moved. “You’d make a hot serial killer.”

“Yeah, well, don’t cream your pants.” You teased, flashing him a grin.

“I can’t promise anything tonight. I’m a frisky drunk.” He winked back, causing you to roll your eyes.

“Ugh, barf me out. You’re the first on my list when I finally crack and go full homicidal.” You informed him, causing him to chuckle.

“Pleasure and pain. You really know how to get me going, Y/N.”

Yara was leaning up against the kitchen counter, quietly watching the two of you with increasing intrigue. Taking in the way the sides of your eyes creased in amusement as you continued your banter with your so-called fake boyfriend, she suppressed a smirk.

“Well…” Yara finally spoke up, a sly look on her face, “as endearing as I find your warped, semi-abusive way of flirting with one another... I have a show to catch so if you both could just hurry it up—”

“Woah, woah, woah, we’re not flirting.”

“Get real, as if I’d be flirting with him.”

Yara could only laugh at the way you both denied her accusation immediately, words overlapping with one another in unison.

“Whatever. I’ve got fake blood in the bathroom. Jungkook follow me.” She brushed the two of you off.

The costumed boy flashed you a funny look before ultimately trailing after your best friend.

Chewing on your bottom lip in silent contemplation, you let yourself ponder on your best friend’s words.

That wasn’t flirting, was it? No, that was just you and Jungkook’s usual playful banter. Sure, maybe the two of you had gotten more comfortable with one another as the days have ticked by, but it wasn’t as if it was anything more than that, right?

Lately, you had been catching yourself growing somewhat excited about seeing Jungkook, even though you saw him nearly every day. Somehow having the messy-haired boy in your life had become routine.

Having Jungkook by your side felt normal as if you wouldn’t mind it if things were always this way. And that scared you.

Shaking your head, you began to put on your shoes, tying up your laces solemnly.

The moment you held your event and Jungkook and Kiri were back together, things would go back to the way they were before. You didn’t want Jungkook to be someone you were going to miss, but it seemed like with every lopsided grin he threw at you he was cementing himself into your life more and more.

This business venture of yours was looking out to be more costly than you initially anticipated.

But as Jungkook and Yara walked out of the bathroom chatting excitedly, Yara’s hands stained and Jungkook’s jersey now smeared with fake blood, you couldn’t help but feel like you’d be willing to pay the price if it meant that this warm feeling in your chest would last just a little while longer.

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“Are you sure you’re okay?” Jungkook asked you, hand gripping yours tighter.

You tried your best to meet his eyes. It was difficult considering how dimly lit the room was. Fitting though, considering this party was Halloween themed.

“Yes. You’ve asked me that four times now.” You told him loudly, trying to be heard over the loud sound of Michael Jackson’s Thriller playing throughout the house.

“I dunno, you’re not saying anything. It’s, like, freaking me out.” He admitted.

“I’m just… observing.”

“Observing what?”

He watched as your stare fixated itself on the beer pong tournament that was occurring across the room, excited shouts coming from several people as one of Jungkook’s brothers scored a point.

“Gorillas.” You said, finally. “In their natural habitat.”

Jungkook laughed, enjoying the way your nose scrunched up at them.

“Hey now, did we say before we got here?” He tutted disapprovingly, waging a finger at you. You followed the digit with the frown.

“Yeah, yeah, I promised no judging the common folk. This is how the intellectually lesser entertain themselves, I remember.” You sighed out, gaze flicking up to catch the amusement in Jungkook’s eyes.

The costumed boy nudged his shoulder into yours; he liked it when you joked around with him like this. It made him feel like you were comfortable around him and that you might even enjoy his company.

“Do you know what you need?” He began happily.

“I do not but my answer is already no.”

“A drink.” He continued, ignoring you.

Suddenly, you were yanked forward, Jungkook leading you by the hand towards where you assumed the drinks were.

You hadn’t been at the party for very long, but already the social interaction had exhausted you. Jungkook was far more popular than you had previously concluded; the two of you could hardly take two steps before running into someone who wanted to say hello to the frat boy attached to you.

It was daunting in a sense – the concept that every person that came up to him was going to leave the interaction with the impression that you were Jungkook’s girlfriend. Perhaps guilt wasn’t the right word, but something about the way the party’s attendees glanced down at yours and Jungkook’s intertwined hands caused your stomach to flip and neck to grow hot.

So you kept to yourself mainly, letting your socially confident boyfriend do all the talking. You didn’t mind, really; it was somewhat remarkable the way Jungkook could handle himself in a social situation. He had a way of acting like every person that stopped to chat was important.

As Jungkook and you made your way into the large fraternity house’s kitchen, you wondered if it wasn’t acting at all and if he was just that nice of a person.

“Righteous costume, JK!” A disembodied voice called out from somewhere, clearly directed at Jungkook.

You hardly had time to decipher where the voice had come from before an outrageously good looking boy draped in a white toga came forward, pulling Jungkook into a hug.

“You finally cut your hair. Looking good, Tae.” Jungkook laughed back, patting the handsome man’s back affectionately.

You watched their interaction with interest. This wasn’t acting, as far as you knew. Judging by the way Jungkook’s laugh has grown higher in pitch, something you had noticed occurred when he was genuinely happy, you knew you were witnessing genuine friendship, not just polite socializing.

“And who is this lovely lady who, might I add, looks killer? Pun totally intended.” The model man mused, eyes flashing your way.

You felt heat prickle at your cheeks.

“Taehyung, this is my girlfriend Y/N, Y/N this is Kim Taehyung. He’s head of our finance committee.” Jungkook introduced the two of you, causing your eyes to grow wide.

So this was the guy Jungkook had told you about. The guy who could help you throw your event.

Taehyung let out a scoff, “Seriously? That’s how you introduce me? The finance guy? I’m also your favorite brother, could’ve opened up with that one.”

“Taehyung’s my Big. He’s taken me under his wing or whatever.” Jungkook explained, running a hand through his dark hair.

A nervous giggle escaped you, taking Taehyung’s extended hand into yours to greet.

“Nice to finally meet you, Y/N. I’ve heard a lot about you.” The mulleted man grinned, causing one of your eyebrows to quirk up in surprise.

“You have?”

Taehyung put his hands up defensively, not noticing the way Jungkook’s expression had fallen beside him, “All good things, don’t worry. The kid talks about you nonstop—”

“Hey! So Y/N has been thinking about throwing an event here on campus, isn’t that right, babe?” Jungkook interrupted suddenly.

The arrival of the new pet name caught you off guard for a moment, before remembering that you and Jungkook were meant to be a couple after all.

“Oh yeah, Jungkook mentioned something like that to me. Tell me about it.” Taehyung said.

You stood silent for a moment, realizing that this moment was the one you had been anticipating all week long.

Relaxing your shoulders, you grinned at him.

It was now or never.

“Yeah! So the event is called STEM for FEM. I’ve got all kinds of games and pamphlets prepared. It’s basically meant to show girls that no matter what people think, there are in fact opportunities for us in the more traditionally male-dominated fields. It may be a steep road, but it’s one worth taking. And they’re not alone. There are programs out there that girls can reach out to. They offer all kinds of support; emotional, educational, financial—“

Jungkook reached for a cooler that sat by his feet, pulling out a beer. You didn’t need him for this. This was precisely what he had watched you practice into the mirror over and over; you were ready.

Popping open the can, he took a small sip, a small smile creeping on his face as he watched the way the fire in your eyes spread, your pretty lips wrapping around the words that you carried in your heart wherever you went.

“That’s radical, girl. It sounds like you’re really passionate about this stuff, huh?”

Jungkook caught Taehyung’s reply once he walked back over to you guys. He had gone off to make you a drink, figuring that cranberry juice and vodka would ease any sales pitch nerves you might have.

“Yeah, I am.” You smiled. “I’m a biology major myself.”

You tore your eyes away from the blond boy to take the red solo cup he was offering. Bringing the cup up to your nose, you sniffed it experimentally.

“Do you have a sponsor?”

You were grateful that you hadn’t taken a sip of your drink yet as had any liquid been inside your mouth you surely would have choked on it.

“Oh, uh! Not yet!” You squeaked out, causing Jungkook to fight down a chuckle.

“Because Beta Tau Sigma happens to be under our campus philanthropy quota and we’d love to support a cause like yours.” Taehyung offered, causing your heart to soar.

“Really?” You gaped.

“Sure! Just swing by anytime this week and I’m sure we can work out the details.”

This was happening. The event you had poured your absolute heart and soul into planning was actually going to happen… holy shit.

“Wow, that’s just… wow!” You replied, breathlessly. “Thank you! Thank you so much, seriously. I can’t even begin to thank you enough…”

Taehyung shook his head, clearly amused, “No need to thank me, it’s a worthy cause. Besides, think of it as a thank you.”

“A thank you? For what?”

“For dating my brother. You’re the reason he comes home every night grinning like an idiot after all.” He grinned cheesily.

A smile broke out onto your face despite yourself, but the good atmosphere didn’t last for long, as a hand finding yours caught your attention.

“Alright, alright, enough sappy shit.” Jungkook urged, cheeks tinted ever so slightly pink.

Much to the blushing boy’s chagrin, Taehyung reached over to rustle Jungkook’s long looks.

“I’m just teasing.” The blond laughed. “By the way, any chance you’ve seen Hobi?”

“No, why?”

“Dude is totally wasted. Heard someone say he was gonna jump off the roof into the pool.”

“The house doesn’t have a pool?” Jungkook blinked.

Taehyung flashed him a look as if to say ‘exactly.’

“Anyway, it was nice meeting you, Y/N. We’ll talk soon, yeah?” Taehyung asked.

“Absolutely.” You nodded.

“See ya later, man!” Taehyung called out through a crooked smile before slipping back into the crowd of people that lay just beyond the kitchen.

An excited squeal erupted from you, your hands reaching out towards Jungkook as he reciprocated your enthusiasm and embraced you in an elevated hug.

You let out a laugh, carefully holding onto the cup in your hand so as not to spill it before he set you back down.

“You did it!” He cheered.

“We did it.” You corrected.

“I didn’t do anything?” Jungkook looked at you in bewilderment.

You shook your head, “Not true. I would have never met Taehyung if it weren’t for you. Thank you, meathead.”

Jungkook looked at you warmly for a moment, knowing that despite the cruel nickname, your sincerity was genuine.

“Cheers, nerd. To a deal well done.” Jungkook said decidedly, holding out his beer.

Bumping your cup into his can, you took a swig of your drink, grimacing as the overwhelming taste of vodka made its way down your throat.

“Taehyung was awesome.” You began once you had downed a few more sips of the liquid poison. “I don’t know why I was expecting some ape-like barbarian.”

“Probably because of those gorillas you just saw over at the beer pong table.” Jungkook joked. “Yeah, Tae’s great. He’s a Legacy too, so everybody here loves him.”

You stared at him blankly, clearly not understanding the term.

Jungkook sighed, “I mean he comes from a long family of Beta Tau Sigma alumnae. His older brother Seokjin graduated last year—”

“Wait, Seokjin? You don’t mean… Kim Seokjin… our lab professor?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“Yep.”

“No way! But he’s so…” Your eyebrows furrowed, struggling for the right word.

“Smart?” Jungkook assumed flatly.

You fought back a smile, “I was not gonna say that.”

“Mhm, I’m so sure.”

“Anyway,” You smiled, poking a finger into Jungkook’s chest, “I had no clue you liked me so much.”

“What do you mean?”

“You talk about me? I’m the reason you come home grinning every night?” You recalled Taehyung’s words.

You watched in amusement as Jungkook visibly tensed.

“W-Well, duh. You’re my fake girlfriend, I mean, it would be weird if I didn’t do any of those things...” Jungkook defended, eyes narrowing at you suddenly. “Quit gloating.”

“I’m not gloating.” You smirked.

“Yes, you are. I can see it in your face. You’re a gloater.” He said decidedly, moving to make himself a drink.

“How very dare you! I am nothing of the sort.”

“Admit it, Y/N. You relish in my misfortune.” He poured some cranberry juice into a cup, clearly moving to recreate your drink.

“The fact that I relish in your misfortune has nothing to do with this.” You waved off quickly, sending the two of you into giggles.

You somehow managed to down your cup, flashing Jungkook a grateful smile as he began to make you a new one.

You were admiring the way Jungkook’s shoulders filled out his jersey when another voice made itself known, pushing its way into the kitchen.

“Kookie, is that you?”

It was Kiri. The way Jungkook jerked around immediately, eyes as wide as saucers, told you that much.

Turning to where Jungkook’s eyes were fixated, you came to find a tall and leather-clad girl, her curled hair unmoving as she strutted forward. You couldn’t hear anything over the hum of the music playing throughout the house but you’d imagined you would hear the sound of her bright red heels rapping against the tile floor if it were quiet.

Her top was black and off the shoulder, and it dawned on you that she was dressed as Sandy from Grease.

You watched in silence as Jungkook nodded at her, a grin on his face.

“Haven’t seen you in a while. Thought you were avoiding me.” Kiri smirked, teeth on full display.

“Avoid you? Never.” Jungkook teased.

Suddenly, a weird feeling bubbled in your stomach as you watched the two interact.

Strange. Must be the vodka.

“I’ve just been busy, I guess.” He shrugged, clearly trying to play it coy.

At his words, Kiri’s eyes flickered to you, causing you to freeze.

“So I’ve heard.” She said simply. You smiled at her awkwardly.

Clearing his throat, Jungkook jumped into action, “Y/N meet Kiri. Kiri meet Y/N, my girlfriend.”

“Y/N L/N, right? I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.” Kiri admitted, eyes shaded with something you couldn’t quite decipher.

“You, uh, have?”

“Of course!” She smiled, although it didn’t quite meet her eyes. “I like to keep tabs on all the girls in Greek life… or I guess in your case, have had Greek life in them.

You blinked.

Jungkook eyes quickly moved to you. Crap. He knew Kiri well enough to detect a catty comment from her no matter how innocently she presented it. You were smart; he was sure you had caught exactly what she was implying.

For a moment, no one said anything. Jungkook gripped his cup tighter, wondering if he should say something to ease the nearly palpable tension.

However, before he got the chance, you smiled, cocking your head to the side.

“No worries, I get it. You wanted to scope out your ex’s new girlfriend, right?”

Jungkook let out a breath, realizing that you weren’t looking for any kind of conflict.

You could tell you words pleased Kiri with the way the side of her painted lips turned upward.

“So, Jungkook told you about me. How flattering.”

“Actually, he hasn’t said a word.” You smiled.

You took a step forward; it wasn’t anything aggressive or confrontational, but it was enough to capture Jungkook’s attention.

“Let’s just say I also like to keep tabs on things involving those that go inside of me.” You lowered your voice, sending Kiri a small wink.

Jungkook must know you pretty well too because he also knew that your comment wasn’t nearly as lighthearted as you made it out to be. He fought back a grin.

Kiri straighten up suddenly, “So what are you two dressed up as? A dumb jock and dirty Waldo?”

‘Well, she’s certainly not being subtle anymore.’ Jungkook thought dryly.

“Freddie Krueger and Glen Lantz. Like from Nightmare at Elm’s Street.” Jungkook answered, no longer bothering to uphold a pleasant tone.

“Is that so? I don’t watch horror movies.” Kiri shrugged.

“I know you don’t.” He reminded her.

“So did you come alone? Or is there a Danny Zuko somewhere that you’re matching with?” You asked casually, not liking the way your insides churned every time Jungkook and Kiri spoke to one another.

“He’s over there by the booth. He’s in charge of the music.” She replied, polished finger directing you where to look.

Sure enough, across the room on an elevated platform was a DJ booth, the man who was operating the device sporting a leather jacket and greased hair.

A gasp fell through your lips as you took him in, recognizing him immediately.

“That’s—” You cut yourself off immediately, turning away from him. “...so cool! Him being a DJ and whatnot.”

Kiri nodded cautiously, clearly catching on to the way you had changed your tune suddenly.

“You know what, I think Jungkook and I are gonna head over to the dance floor. But it was really great meeting you, Kiri.” You told her, reaching for Jungkook’s hand.

Your fake boyfriend sensed your urgency and took your hand comfortably.

“Nice seeing you.” Jungkook called out to her breezily as the two of you began to walk away, not bothering to give Kiri another glance.

Your heart was pounding but you tried your best to look nonchalant, knowing Kiri was probably watching the two of you leave.

As you reached the dance floor, you allowed yourself a sparing glance around to make sure that Kiri was out of ear’s reach before you wrapped your arms around Jungkook’s neck and began to sway your hips.

Bringing your mouth to his ear, you spoke, “Kiri is dating Eunwoo.”

Jungkook sent you a look, “Yeah. I know.”

You shook your head as Jungkook’s hands found your waist, keeping up with your pace.

“You don’t understand. Eunwoo is Yara’s ex.”

“Wait– Really?”

You nodded.

“Great. So he’s banged two of my girlfriends then. I swear to god, Y/N, if he tries to get into your pants next I’m gonna kick his ass into the next decade.” Jungkook grunted. You laughed.

“I just don’t understand. I swear he was in love with Yara just last week. He used to slip love notes under our door for her, you know. I even didn’t know he was in a frat?” You frowned.

“He’s a new member. He was just initiated a little while back. Fucking prick.”

That made sense. From what you had gathered tonight, everyone within Jungkook’s fraternity seemed quite friendly with one another— it didn’t make sense that an active member would betray Jungkook like that.

“You handled that very well, by the way.” Your pretend lover spoke suddenly.

“What? Kiri? Whatever, I’ve dealt with worse girls in high school.” You shrugged easily, hand finding itself running in Jungkook’s hair.

He had mentioned once that he needed a haircut but it seems as if you had successfully managed to talk him out of it. You like his hair like this.

“She was trying to use an intimidation technique that Gamma Alpha Tau uses on possible pledges.” He explained. “I promise you she’s not always that…”

“Snarky? Judgmental? Standoffish?” You offered, quirking up a brow.

Jungkook rolled his eyes, “I just mean she’s usually better behaved than that.”

“Right. Well, either way, this is a good sign.”

“What is?”

“Her hating me. Just means she’s jealous and then we’re one step closer to closing your half of the deal.” You enthused.

“Speaking of the deal, I believe you owe me a kiss, Freddie.”

Jungkook’s words took you by surprise and as much as you wanted to wipe that slick grin off his face, you knew he was right.

Humming, you let go of his hair, moving closer so that his nose was brushed up against yours.

“Your move, meathead.” You urged, letting your bottom lip brush against his teasingly.

Pressed up against him like this, you could feel a low rumble erupt in his chest.

“You teasing me?” He mused lazily.

“Didn’t you say you liked your pleasure with some pain?”

If Jungkook had a reply, you didn’t catch it in time as his mouth found yours, distracting you from any trivial thoughts weighing you down.

Something was intoxicating about the way Jungkook kissed you; he wasn’t rushed or in any hurry, but the way his mouth moved against yours made your chest pound as you brought your fingers up to pull at his hair.

Maybe it was the alcohol, perhaps it was the sound of Rick James in the air, but when his hand found your jaw and his tongue ran itself along your bottom lip you happily obligated, whimpering as his tongue moved against yours with the same fervor as the kiss you shared on your bed.

Jungkook was trying his hardest to hold back, he really was, but with the way your fingers pulled against his scalp, he felt himself start to grow greedily, grinding his hips against yours.

A whimper left your mouth and before you could make left from right, Jungkook broke the kiss and turned you around, pressing his chest into your back.

Heat rocketed to your face as you were suddenly reminded that you were in a room full of people, kissing Jungkook like this.

Your worries were soon eased as he began to press a trail of kisses down your neck, causing you to sigh.

“Wanna blow this popsicle stand? I’ve got a bottle of Malibu in my room with our name on it.” He murmured into your neck.

For a moment, you wondered if you should say no. If Jungkook kept touching you like this, especially with alcohol in your system, there was no guarantee what you’d do.

You let out a squeak as Jungkook’s tongue found your neck, the hot muscle dancing against your skin.

Letting your eyes roll over the room, you froze as they met a familiar pair.

Kiri was stood by the DJ Booth, eyes fixated on you two, her stare cold and unmoving.

Suddenly, a feeling came over you. It felt hot and not in the nice way Jungkook had been making you feel. You hardened your stare, holding her eyes. Was this why Jungkook kissed you? Did he know Kiri was watching?

Sensing the way you had tense against him, Jungkook pulled away from your neck.

“Something wrong?”

Fine. If Jungkook wanted to put on a show for her, then you were happy to assist.

Instead of replying, you turned your head and answered with your mouth, kissing him in a way you knew Kiri wouldn’t be able to ignore.

“Let’s get outta here.” You breathed as you broke the kiss.

Jungkook’s eyes were dark, eyelids low as a positively devilish smirk crept over him.

Following him as he lead you out of the room, you couldn’t help but glance behind you, the sides of your mouth curling up as you met Kiri’s glare once more.

[sluttyten]

2 and 4 + Yuta please????? Love your writing 💛

“Wow, I didn’t realize you were that... Flexible.” + “Are you trying to turn me on right now or are you really just that oblivious?” + yuta

After exercising with Johnny and Taeyong, Yuta became more aware that he should possibly work out just a little bit more. It’s not like that exercise was worse on him than it was on Taeyong, but there were a few times that he realized he wasn’t exactly as flexible as he’d previously thought. So he turned to you for help in encouraging him to work on that.

You showed up in short exercise shorts and a cropped top, and as you rolled out your yoga mat, and bent forward to unroll the end where it still curled up, Yuta couldn’t help staring at your ass, the material of your shorts hugging your curves in the most distracting manner. Not that he was the only one staring. You couldn’t help checking him out as he was shirtless, wearing only a pair of shorts. But you don’t stare for nearly as long as him, and you also don’t notice him staring at you.

“Are you ready, Yuta?” You ask, turning back to look at him. He looks away quickly, and you think nothing of it because he grabs his mat and unrolls it to place it right beside yours then nods that he’s ready. “Okay, we’re going to stretch first.”

You start out easy, just stretching your arms, then turning on your side to stretch yours legs a bit. Yuta has no problem with those. But then you sit up, stretch your legs out to either side into the splits and hold that for a moment. You look up and see Yuta staring at you but not moving at all.

“What?” You ask, getting your arms under yourself and easing your chest down toward the floor.

Yuta shakes his head, watching you still. “Nothing. I just, uh. Wow, I didn’t realize you were that... Flexible.” He clears his throat.

You have never seen your boyfriend blush before, but it seems that he’s doing that right now, a high heat rising under his skin as he looks at you like this.

“Really? I thought my flexibility was why you asked me to help you with this?” You ask, holding that position for a few moments before pushing upright and carefully bringing your legs back in, feeling a slight ache in your thighs and hips. 

“I just wanted you to keep me on track. You’re pretty determined about things, so I figured you’d make sure I keep doing this.” Yuta says, and he offers you his hands as you reach for them. “I guess I knew on some level that you were flexible, I’ve just never seen it so... obvious.”

Using your feet, you bump his legs out, press your feet against his shins, and then stretch your legs outward together until you’ve made a sort of diamond. You slide your hands to his forearms. “We’re going to stretch again. Lean forward, I’ll lean back, and it’s going to stretch your back muscles and arms.” Yuta groans a little as you lean back, your feet on his legs keeping those spread and your arms feeling the pull in a good way.

When Yuta’s done, it’s your turn and you lean forward, and as you’re much more flexible than him, your head comes down to the floor between his legs. Yuta groans frustratedly, his foot shifting on your leg. You look up, and he’s still got that flushed look on his face, but you assume it’s from the stretching.

A few moments later, he’s still got that look, and when you get on your knees, spreading them a bit wide, he does the move as well, saying that it seems similar to one that Johnny had him and Taeyong do as well. With knees spread apart and the hips brought low to the floor, you bend forward on your elbows, facing away from Yuta.

You think you hear him swear from behind you, so you turn to look. “Are you okay?” You kneel up, twisting around to check on him.

Yuta’s almost got the pose right, but it’s a little bit off, so you stand up and move around behind him. You kneel down again, press a hand to his lower back and slide up toward his shoulders, getting him to sink just a little bit lower. His heart races under your palm.

With a groan, instead of holding the pose, Yuta’s legs slide out from under him, and he drops his face into his arms. 

“Yuta?” You stroke his back. “We can stop, if you want? Or take a water break?” You don’t want to push his body to do more stretching than he’s ready for, but also you’re pretty sure that Yuta can do more than all you’ve done so far. It’s not like he leads an inactive life, he should be able to take more yoga than this.

“I’m fine.” He mumbles, still hiding his face in his arms. “Just give me a second. What’s next?”

“Are you sure?” You move away for a second, grabbing your water bottle and sitting it down beside him. “Drink something. I think next, I just need your help with the next pose, and then we’ll see if you’re feeling up to it. You’re not sick are you? I would think you could do more than what we’ve done so far.”

Yuta sits up quickly and folds his knees up to his chest with a slight grimace. He takes a long drink from the water bottle then tells you, “I’m fine. Really.” He doesn’t look at you as he says it. In fact, he looks everywhere but at you, breathing in a way that seems as if he’s trying really hard to control his breathing.

“Whatever you say, Yuta. Now, will you help me?” 

He nods. 

You move back to your mat, roll onto your back and gesture for him to come over. He does so, but awkwardly, but you barely notice as you leave one leg stretched outward and slightly to the side, and you lift your left knee toward your chest, crossing your body a bit. 

Yuta still sits a bit back from you, and as you make eye contact with him, he swallows hard. You raise an eyebrow at him. “What are you doing? Come here. I need you to kneel between my legs. Yeah, just like that, now bring that leg up and hold my leg here just like this, and press on my knee a little bit.” 

He does everything you tell him while biting on the inner corner of his lip. But when you groan a little bit at the stretch, Yuta finally snaps.

“Are you trying to turn me on right now or are you really just that oblivious?” He glares down at you, but doesn’t move you out of that pose at all. If anything, he falls more into it, his hips sinking forward a bit, his foot that rests beside your hip slides a bit off the mat, and his knee planted on the mat slides outward as well.

“What are you talking about?” You ask, focusing on how the stretch feels so you’ll know when to pull out of it. 

“I’m fucking hard,” Yuta growls. 

It’s then that you feel his bulge pressing against the back of your thigh, near to your ass. His grip flexes on your knee. 

“You keep doing all these poses, looking as sexy as you are in this outfit, like your ass in the air, your head between my legs. What am I supposed to think?” Yuta asks. When you still make an innocent, slightly confused face up at him, Yuta hesitates. “Are you really not trying to turn me on, baby? You’re just this naive about what you’re doing to me?”

Well, now that you think about it, it makes sense. The poses you’d done, you can see how some of them could be sort of sexual. Especially the pose you’re in right now.

Yuta grinds against your leg again, and you feel the heat stirring inside you. Now that he’s brought your attention to the position you’re in, all you can think of is Yuta sinking himself inside you, fucking you here on this yoga mat in the middle of their living room, steeped in sunlight.

You make a sound and reach for his ankle, curling your hand around it. “Yuta, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” 

He groans again. “Sure, you didn’t. My little slut, you don’t even notice when you’re doing naughty things, do you?” He lets go of your leg and brings his own knee down to the floor so he’s straddling your leg on the floor while your other leg presses against his stomach. Now he has clear access to grind at the warm place between your legs.

You whimper and clutch at his arms. “Yuta.”

Your touch on him seems to fan the flames inside him again, stoking that heat higher. His cheeks are still flushed with what you now recognize as arousal, and he tests your flexibility even more as he leans forward, pressing your one leg against your chest. 

“Naughty, teasing me like this and not even realizing what you’re doing. God, when you bent over in front of me like that, right there in front of my face.” Yuta groans. “I just couldn’t stop thinking of eating you out, then you came back there and started touching me, making me imagine that you.... It doesn’t matter what I was imagining, just that you were touching me and I got so hard.” 

You remember the hot feel of his skin under your palm, his heartbeat pounding so hard from the lust coursing through his veins. 

“Yuta--” 

“No excuses, baby.” He shakes his head and presses still closer to you. Your thigh burns, but not unbearably yet. And then he drops forward, kisses you, just a quick press of his lips to yours before you cry out as the burn in your thigh shoots toward your knee.

Yuta falls back, caressing your leg as he brings your foot down to the floor. You pant and grimace, massaging at your thigh. 

“Are you okay?” Yuta asks, his fingers darting quickly to your thigh as well. His fingers are cool, a sweet relief on your skin for a moment. You both sit there distracted by your pain until you’re suddenly reminded of the situation you’d just been in. His bulge is heavy against your thigh, and when he shifts where he’s still straddling your leg, you feel it again.

You pout up at him.

“What? What’s wrong?” Yuta’s hands flutter, ready to get rid of your pain in whatever way that he can.

You squirm a little. “It hurts.” And you slide a hand from your thigh up to the waistband of your little workout shorts. 

Yuta’s look of worry disappears from his face in an instant, replaced instead with amusement. “Does it? Where does it hurt?”

“Inside,” you sigh with a little pout. Yuta slides his hand higher on your thigh, teasing his fingers at the hem of your shorts. “Maybe you should take me to your bed and check it out?” You suggest.

“No.” Yuta shakes his head. “No one else is here. And if it hurts, baby, I probably shouldn’t move you from right here. Right? Okay?”

The thought of Yuta fucking you right there out in the open is such a turn on. You nod quickly in agreement.

Yuta dives forward to kiss you, grinding his erection against your shorts relentlessly, riling you both up. He grunts and slips out of the kiss, instead trailing kisses along your jaw and down your throat, making lovely little breathy noises as he leaves wet hickeys on your neck, still grinding against you. 

He plants one arm beside your head, lifting himself up just a bit as he reaches down and lifts your still-aching leg back toward your chest, but it’s something that you can handle, especially with the way that he bites distractingly at your neck and his cock gives a throb that you can feel through the layers of clothes between you.

“You want me to make a mess out of you?” Yuta speaks the word against your throat. “Want me to cum all over your pussy here so anyone can see that you’re my little slut?” You whine and drag your nails over his bare back, lifting your head to nip at his shoulder, and you curl your leg over his lower back as well.

Yuta fumbles for a second, trying to get his cock out of his shorts, and then he nudges your shorts and panties to the side, his fingers sliding through your slick arousal. 

You gasp, and Yuta pulls his mouth from your throat to look down at you with such a satisfied smile on his lips. 

“Feel good?”

“So good. Need you to fill me up, Yuta.” You pull at his shoulders, but he draws back so he’s just kneeling up, still straddling your one leg. “Don’t tease me. Just fuck me so anyone can see I’m yours.”

Yuta moans softly, and then he drags your shorts clear of your sopping wet pussy, and prods the head of his erection against you, rubbing it between your folds to gather your wetness on him, and with the way that he also holds your leg up toward you chest, your hips are lifted so you can see perfectly well the way that his pretty pink tip slides against you.

It takes just a jerk of your hips and a plea, then Yuta sinks himself inside you. He stays there, not moving, and you wiggle and squirm and whine beneath him, rocking your hips up in an attempt to get him to move, to fuck you. Yuta just smiles, loving the way that you desperately fuck yourself on his cock, but when you clench around him and moan his name so lustily, he falls over you again, your thigh and knee pressed to his chest, and his hips punch forward, thrusting his cock deep inside you, his hand stroking your thigh.

Your moans echo around the room, and you’re sure his neighbors can probably hear, though you pray that they can’t even though you’re not holding back at all.

“Wait.” Yuta falls back suddenly. You reach for him and cry his name. He drops a soothing kiss to your knee. “I just want you to show me how flexible you are baby.” He moves off your leg, then wrapping his hands around both of your ankles, he draws them up behind his head, and then he falls forward over your again, his cock once more filling in your needy pussy.

You groan at the stretch on your thighs and also the stretch as Yuta reaches a new depth inside you, hitting all new places. 

“Better?” Yuta asks, his head appearing from between your knees as he fucks into you. “God, you feel so much tighter in this position. Not doing enough stretching are you, baby? Maybe you and I should stretch like this more often, what do you think?” He speaks between thrusts, going shallow and slow before suddenly slamming in roughly.

The pleasure rolls through your veins, euphoric as bright light sparkles across your vision. Yuta keeps fucking you as your pussy pulses around him, and you rock your hips up, but fucking yourself on him only works so well when he’s pressing you wholly into the floor with his body. You just want more, you want him deeper and filling you up completely.

“So needy. You already came once, princess. Quickly. Why do you think you should get to cum again so soon, slut?” He pulls out and you swear and cry his name, dropping your legs to the floor, hands attempting to hold on to his shoulders or his hips, but Yuta slips away. He grabs your hips and turns you over. “Get in that pose from earlier.” His hand pats your bottom, a sharp little slap.

You get on your knees, fall forward on your arms, lift your ass up because you know that’s just what he wants. 

Yuta jerks your shorts aside again, and then he plunges inside your pussy once more. You feel your ass bounce with each of his thrusts, and before long his thrusts grow erratic, and then he’s just shallowly fucking into you when he cums.

Yuta cums barely inside you, so when he pulls out, his semen oozes out, coating your pussy, like his favorite glazed treat. But instead of leaving you messy like that, Yuta uses his cock to gather as much as he can, and he thrusts into you again, fucking his cum inside you much to your satisfaction. You feel so full and good, and Yuta goes still, letting you hold yourself up and bounce back on his cock, pulling your second orgasm at your own speed, using him until you’ve finished.

“Fuck, you’re so good.” Yuta groans and pulls out of you, flopping over onto his back beside you. He looks up at you, even reaches up to tuck some of your hair behind your ear from where it’s fallen out of place. “If workouts are always going to be like this with you, I’m definitely never going to miss a session with you.”

“Same.” You collapse and tuck yourself against his side. “Although, if you’re serious about improving your flexibility, we probably should actually do the exercises. What we just didn’t isn’t necessarily going to improve your flexibility at all. Just mine.”

Yuta grunts noncommittally. When you look up at his face, his eyes are closed, head tilted back to feel the sunlight that spills through the window clear on his skin. You’re both just bathed in the sunlight, and as you look down your bodies, his cock sits there softening against his belly, glistening from your pussy, which is also still exposed to the room.

You reach down and straighten your shorts, then reach over and tuck Yuta back inside his shorts. He sighs at the feel of your fingers on his skin, so you keep touching him in a perfectly innocent way, just trailing your fingers over his stomach, gliding around his navel. Yuta huffs when you pay special attention around his shimmering piercing. 

The dorm is quiet, and you both stay there on the floor like that, relaxing in the quiet. Your mind runs through things and you absentmindedly touch him. It’s some time later, that you finally realize that your mind has been revolving around one thing in particular.

“So...” You swirl your finger over his chest, drawing spirals down between his pecs. “Something you said earlier is haunting me.”

Yuta hums. “What’s that?”

“What were you imagining when I touched you? Clearly it was something really good if you didn’t want to tell me right then?” You keep trailing your fingertip over his chest innocently. “So what was it?”

Yuta turns his head away without a word, but as you peek at his face, you can see that he’s blushing again, and that certainly piques your interest even more.

A good tweak of his nipple has Yuta squirming and yelping, his hand comes up to cover yours. You smile at him innocently. “So? Tell me your fantasy, Yuta. Maybe I can make it come true.”

Yuta clears his throat, and certainly seems as if he’s going to avoid the topic again, but when your fingertip swirls around his nipple again, he jolts and the words seem to fly from his tongue. “With the way that you were touching me, your hand on my back like that pressing my chest lower, I just....” He groans and shakes his head. Your finger swirls around his nipple, the bud hardening beneath your touch, and Yuta groans again, rolling his hips just enough to draw your attention to his growing bulge.

“What?” You press, leaning up on your elbow just enough that you can reach his free nipple with your breath. And then after another second, you flick your tongue over it.

Yuta swears. “I just kept thinking about you kneeling behind me like that, manhandling me, and pegging me.” 

He groans and rolls away, hiding his face in his arms, but now that he’s said it, your mind paints that lovely picture in your mind. And despite your boyfriend’s embarrassment, you scoot closer, feeling warm and clingy and very, very intrigued to know more about his freshly-vocalized fantasy.

a/n: please keep in mind that I’m not a yoga instructor, so I don’t know if anything that I said in this post is actually like a correct way to stretch or anything like that. But anyway, here’s a reference picture for the pose that finally made Yuta break

[sapiowoman28]

Ranking NCT 127 according to how convincing they are as a geek

Cos I’m a female geek

9. Jungwoo - I’ve never seen any of my geeks I’m stuck with wear a crop top. Or look like Taemin. Some of them have the glorious body to go shirtless and but crop tops would hurt their masculinity. That said I want to do things to crop top Jungwoo.

8. Yuta - this is just hot beyond ridiculous. Also Yuta doesn’t have the geek face. What a geek face is I can’t really describe. I know one when I see one.

7. Mark - he just looks like the intern or what i would call baby geek

6. Haechan - he looks like some kid who decided office clothes was a Halloween costume

5. Doyoung - I’m still on the fence about what I think so I put him in the middle. All I know is Doyoung in a tank top appeared the day I just wanted to lick some biceps.

4. Taeil - he reeks geek, deffo the kind of geek I typically hang out with on the rare occasion I temporarily stop hating humans.

3. Taeyong - we all have that one geek we are forced to associate with who has an impeccable dress sense.

2. Jaehyun - yeh the under eye bags make him look convincing. Needs to ditch the hoodie.

1. Johnny - Johnny represents all the geeks I’m stuck with who are crazy into tech as they are into sports and music and socialising. Prior to knowing them my definition of geeks and life was very narrow but now I know geeks can be pretty cool too. And Johnny reminds me of them.

[yourkimjaejin]

AG in Resonance

Costumes:

Obviously since this is a big video with 27 members, it was pretty hard to see the girls outside of them performing with their NCT U groups

There is a shot of Juno at 1:07. She was in formation on the left side of Renjun

Juno was apart of the high note trio with Doyoung and Taeil at 4:35. NCTzens were surprised at how high Juno can go in her vocal range. 

Out of all the costumes the MAW unit wore Moxy loved the green ones in Resonance the most. 

During the Work It section Aurora was wearing skinny jeans, A red patterned, button up shirt, red dress boots, and a black cropped blazer

During the 90′s love section, Hannah had a look inspired by Sporty Spice. She was wearing white adidas sweatpants, a white cropped tank top, and white sneakers. Her hair was in a ponytail held by a white scrunchie.

Knowing that NCT 2020 promotions were winding down quickly, the energy between all 27 member rose immensely. 

The members of AG found themselves not catching up with each other until they got in the car to go home

Aurora was preoccupied with Renjun. Herself and Renjun were drawing in their spare time they had between shots. Jaemin occasionally snapping pictures of them when the light was right. 

Haechan would tease her but little did he know, Aurora gave it as good as she got it

Haechan  “Oh I’m sorry! I didn’t see you their Rora.”

Aurora  “Oh maybe you should open your eyes. They’re starting to look like Jisung’s.” 

Haechan  😨😨😨

Moxy’s personal space was invaded by a whiny Johnny, a overprotective Doyoung and a worried Taeyong. Doyoung was covering her exposed tummy and chest with his jacket. Taeyong was making sure she felt comfortable around everyone. Johnny whining because he hasn’t seen his dongsaeng much

Doyoung  I don’t know why they put you in these clothes. This can barely be called a top. Put my jacket on until we film Gyeongie.

Moxy  *she sullenly puts the jacket on* Yes oppa

Taeyong  Are you ok Saja? I know you’re not very familiar with everyone but I promise they’re not scary 

Moxy  Arraso oppa

Johnny  MOXY-SSSSHI!!!! I MISSED YOU!!!!

Moxy  Its been less than a day since I last saw you oppa...

Hannah was having the time of her life with Yangyang, Xiaojun and Hendery. The three constantly keeping her in stitches. 

Hannah spent some time cuddled in Winwin’s arms (Does anyone else feel the jealousy pouring out of Taeil and Haechan’s ears?)

Juno sat with Yuta and Shotaro. The two were teaching her simple Japanese words and phrases that can use on the go

Yuta Say nante iimashita ka(なんていいましたか). 

Juno Nante iimashita ka. What does that mean?

Shotaro It means What did you say?

Of course Mark brought his guitar and did some busking. Mark and Moxy actually sang Monster by Shawn Mendes and Justin Bieber together. Their voice blended together well. 

Everyone in AG spent time babying Jisung since he still couldn’t dance with them. Dream and AG teased him while he was filming his solo shot and got him to break with a smile. 

Even thought the Resonance promotions were coming to a close. They all thought there was no better way to finish it off by doing this, being together.

[lovemesomesurveys]

1. have you ever gotten soap in your mouth for cursing? do you think that’s right to do to kids who curse?: Nope. I didn’t say any curse words as a kid for one, but also I’m pretty sure my parents wouldn’t have done that if I did. They would have just talked to me about it and tell me not to say them. I personally don’t like the soap punishment, I think it’s dumb. I’ve heard of some parents who use hot sauce instead, which is just horrible. I understand if you don’t want your kid to curse, but you don’t have to torture them. Just talk with them and explain why it’s not nice to say and that kids shouldn’t speak that way or whatever. Don’t make too big a deal about it. Try not to curse around them either, that’s where they likely hear it and you can be an example for them. If talking doesn’t work then take something away like a toy or some computer time or whatever. I think it’s also important to reward kids when they’re behaving, even just acknowledging it. That can go a long way.

2. what age do you think is appropriate for kids to start watching horror movies with lots of gore?: Well, I personally don’t think kids should watch that at all. I’d say wait until they’re in high school. 

3. do you know what the word “polyamorous” means? and did you ever hear that song by breaking benjamin?: Yes I know what it means, no I haven’t heard that particular song by them.

4. how many bug bites do you currently have?:  Zero.

5. what’s one word you always have trouble spelling and can’t remember the correct spelling of?: Whenever a question like this comes up, “onomatopoeia” always comes to mind. That’s a word I never use except for these questions haha, but yeah I can never seem to remember the spelling, I have to Google it each time.

6. what’s one band that really sucks live?: I’ve never seen a bad live performance, but I’ve heard things about some bands that I haven’t seen, such as Maroon 5. I’ve heard they’re pretty bad. :X

7. do you go to warped tour? why or why not?:  I’ve never been.

8. do you have any wind chimes outside your house? how many?: Yes, a couple. 

9. do you know someone who actually had someone give them a bouquet of real roses and one fake one, and tell them they’ll love them until the last one dies?:  I’ve never heard of that lol but awww how corny and sweet.

10. which do you like better, firefox or internet explorer?: Firefox out of the two, but I use Chrome.

11. who is the most attractive person on your street?: I haven’t seen all my neighbors, but I don’t find the few I have seen attractive. 

12. do you have a flat stomach? would you ever wear a belly shirt to show it off?:  I have a flat stomach, but noooo you’ll never see me in a crop top. I’m waaaaay too self-conscious for that.

13. which do you prefer on yourself, long or short hair?: Long, which is what I have, but it takes more energy and maintenance than I can give right now and I should just cut it short again. :/ I just can’t bring myself to do it for some reason, though.

14. what about on your preferred sex? long or short?:  Short.

15. with eyebrow piercings, do you prefer the ring or the curved barbell?:  I don’t care for eyebrow piercings, personally.

16. have you ever pierced something yourself? why and what was it?: Nooooo. I would never. I’m terrified of needles and don’t do well at all when getting blood work done, and that’s by professionals. I could never attempt to pierce myself with no experience at all. I’d also be scared of doing something wrong or causing an infection.

17. would you date someone who was five years older than you?:  Maybe. I think that’s the oldest I would go.

18. i heard of a girl whose boyfriend cheated on her with a 13yearold (he’s 18) and got her pregnant, so she left him. what would you have done if you were in her situation?:  Omg. I’d have left him, too, but I also would have reported him.

19. how old was the youngest person you ever found attractive? and how old were you?:  Just a year younger than me.

20. isn’t it annoying when you’re trying to start conversation with someone and all they say is “yup” or “really now” or something like that?: Ugh, yes. If they’re clearly not into it or they’e distracted then forget it, what’s the point? I can’t keep a conversation going if the other person isn’t putting anything into it nor would I want to even try.

21. if you have aim, do you have any linked screen names? how many?: AIM died.

22. which of your favorite bands released a new album last?: Hmm. I’m blanking at the moment.

23. are you waiting for any bands to release new albums? which ones?:  Not in particular, but I’m always down for new music.

24. what’s your favorite store for buying cds and such at?:  I haven’t bought a CD since like 2011. I usually just went to like Walmart or Target. I also bought a few CDs from a place that sold old records/albums/cassettes, though. That’s also the place I sold all my CDs to.

25. what’s the point in buying dvds like “girls gone wild” and other porn if you can get tons more online for free?: I don’t know, ask someone who watches porn. 26. if you had to have one drug (illegal ones, like marijuana and cocaine and all of them) right now, what would it be?: Marijuana is legal here, but that’s the only drug I would do.

27. would you ever get a sleeve or a half sleeve on your arm (we’re talking about tattoos)?:  No. I only want one little one.

28. do you have a wireless mouse and/or keyboard?: I have a laptop, so it has a built-in trackpad and keyboard. 

29. do you think your biological parents love each other?: Yes.

30. do you have callouses on your feet?:  No.

31. did you see the commercial for that “foot grater” on tv that basically shaves the callouses off of your feet? isn’t that nasty to think about?: Gahhh, yes. 🤢 It was so gross.

31. what’s your favorite color combination (ex. pink and purple)?: I love pastel colors together.

32. ever been to watchmovies.net? what do you think of the quality of the movies there?:  Yeah, back in the day. I totally forgot about that. The quality wasn’t too, too bad on the ones I saw.

33. what’s one movie you’re dying to see but haven’t had the chance to see yet?: There’s a few movies that were supposed to come out this year that I wanted to see, but that’s obviously not going to happen. 34. would you rather live alone in a huge mansion or alone in a small studio apartment?: I don’t want to live alone at all, but if I had to choose I’d definitely choose the small studio apartment. I wouldn’t want to live in some huge house by myself. That would make me a lot more anxious and uncomfortable. I don’t even want a big house like that for my family and I, it’s just so unnecessary. We’d only need a house big enough for 4 adults and a doggo to live in. 

35. if you came across child porn on your computer, what would you do?:  Omg, that would mean I was hacked somehow. I’d be disgusted and horrified and try to get rid of it as quickly as possible. Are you supposed to report that kind of thing? I would think so, so that it could be taken down and hopefully catch whoever distributed it.

36. what’s the last computer game you played?: The Sims 4. It’s been a couple years, though. I get urges to play, but I’m too lazy.

37. what’s the name of the street you live on?: I’m definitely not sharing that.

38. would you ever dye your entire head blonde?:  No.

39. what’s the randomest thing you ever heard of someone collecting?:  *shrug* I have a rock collection, so who am I to judge. lol.

40. how often do you use “<3” or “:]”?: I don’t use :], I use :) Anyway, I don’t use emojis or smiley faces super often, but sometimes when I feel they’re fitting. I know some people who get a little carried with them.

41. isn’t it annoying how people walk around thinking hollister logo tshirts and ripped jeans are preppy, even though those things would never be allowed in a prepatory school because of the dress code?: >> *stares blankly in “I don’t care”* <<< Hahaha, for real. 

42. how do you feel about abortion?:

43. what’s one thing your grandmother does that you can’t stand?:  She doesn’t do anything that I can’t stand. My grandmothers were/are (my maternal grandmother sadly passed away 15 years ago) sweet, loving, and adorable. haha.

44. did you ever notice how it’s more tragic if a younger person dies than an older person, even if they both died of the same cause?:  Loss of my grandparents was heartbreaking for me, I had a really hard time with their loss. Them being older didn’t make it any easier. I think why people find it even more devastating when a child dies is because they were so young and hadn’t even had a chance, yet, like their life had just begun. There was so much still to experience. They should have had a lot more time. Even a young adult because it’s like their life is also kind of just beginning in a way, perhaps they just started or finished college, were about to start a new job, or were about to get married and start a family. They, too, have so much still to experience and should have had more time. But still, losing someone who is older is still just as sad. I think some people just can sometimes find a little comfort in the fact that they had lived a long life and got to experience a lot. 

45. when’s the last time you snuck around, and where did you go?: I don’t have to sneak around. Never have.

46. how often do you wash your hair?: Every couple days.

47. do you think the price for a movie ticket is too high these days?: Well, these days movie theaters aren’t even open. However, I don’t think it’s the movie ticket price that’s too high, it’s getting stuff at the concession stand that racks it up. The food and drinks are ridiculously overpriced. I just have to get some popcorn, though. I miss movie theater popcorn with salt and lots of butter.  48. have you ever been to a drive-in movie theater?:  Yeah, a few times as a kid. Actually, the last time I went was to see the Willy Wonka movie with Johnny Depp when it came out. I wish they still had drive in theaters where I live. I think they should make a big comeback, I mean that’s perfect for social distancing. We can stay in our own cars, closed off from others, but still enjoy movies on the big screen.

49. what’s your favorite musical?:  Sweeney Todd (the one with Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter). 

50. what do you think of dr. seuss?: I was a fan as a kid, I loved his books. They’re classics. I actually have a Star-belly Sneetch stuffed animal, which is a character from his book, The Sneetches. 

[marshmallow-phd]

Lies Untold

Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe

Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au

Pairing: Luhan x Reader

Summary: For generations, your family has been the protectors of mankind. You were considered one of the best and due to that reputation, you were sent on what could be the most important mission for the organization. Going under cover in a college to sniff out a particularly large and threatening wolf pack seemed easy enough. But when you meet one of the members, everything you’ve known since birth will be overturned and your loyalty to your family and heritage will be tested.

Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4 I 5 I 6 I 7 I 8 I 9 I 10 I 11 I 12 I 13 I 14 I Final

**

Darkness surrounded you. No trickle of light leaked through any of the blacked out windows or through the doors you knew to be twenty feet ahead of you. While you weren’t quite blind to the point to where your body would begin to panic, it was enough that your other senses were taking over and kicking into overdrive. You kept all concentration on your hearing, searching for the slightest sound behind you.

It was quiet; so much so that it dulled your eardrums and drew too much of the focus on your own heartbeat. But your years of training taught you to fight back against the fatigue and you caught the soft sound of rope lowering on the pulley.

You whipped around, arrow already loaded, and shot the bag of sand, splitting it open and letting the thousands of bead-sized rocks spill out onto the floor before the bag even reached ten feet above your head. Spinning on the balls of your feet, you whisked the small dagger from your boot with a shrink, throwing it flawlessly at the wooden cut out that had popped up across the room.

Over and over, different targets sprung up or dropped down from all angles. Your breath quickened as your energy drained, but you pushed through it, not letting your guard down for a second. Some had attacks of their own, sending daggers or wooden stakes in your direction. They were easy enough to dodge as you flipped or summersaulted out of the way.

Sweat slid down your face, tracing your hairline from the top of your forehead before dripping from your jaw. No more targets cropped up and you stood there in the middle room, your breath in and out of your lungs being the only source of noise. Then a soft whistle you knew all too well pierced through the air. Without even thinking through the motion, you turned, arm held out, and caught the arrow midair before it could hit you in the back.

Slow clapping echoed off the walls as the lights flickered on. Your mother walked into the room from the now wide open doors, spilling light onto every surface and revealing the damage you had done throughout the session. Your little sister slide down from the balcony using one of the wooden columns, a short recurve bow strapped to her back.

“Your aim isn’t improving,” you chastised. At thirteen, Ally was still in training, but her skills weren’t developing at quite the pace you would have hoped. She still struggled with the bow, but she was deadly with knives and could slink around like a cat. To be a hunter, though, you needed to be well rounded, excelling in every category. It’s what kept you alive.

Ally just stuck her tongue out at you.

“Punk,” you scoffed under your breath.

“I truly think you’re ready,” your mother mused as she beamed at you with a proud smile, missing the childish interaction between her daughters.

“Of course she’s ready.” Your father joined you from the shadows, hands behind his back and a calculating look in his eye. “This mission is the single most important assignment that has ever come to our family. It’s vital that you succeed. The future of the hunters rests on it.”

You nodded once, hard and certain. “I understand.”

“Your bags are all packed and the apartment is set up for you,” your mother informed you. “You’ll head out tomorrow.”

Your father kissed the top of your head as if you were still his little girl rather than a grown hunter. But you didn’t protest. There much more love in your family than some of the others. You’d seen how cold and distant some of the parents could be. It made you wonder how they were able to make a child in the first place.

Perhaps that little dash of love is what gave you the extra advantage. You had something to fight for, something to come back to. The mission – the overall mantra of the organization – was not your end all, be all.  Because of that little something extra, you were given a great honor, something that wasn’t often approved.

While moving from place to place and tracking down supernatural creatures was no stranger to you and your way of life, solo missions were rare. As ordinary humans, it was better to go to in groups against wolves, to have someone to watch your back and stay by your side. Especially when there was a large pack involved.

But this time, you had to go alone. It was too risky to send a group – and you were the only one who could blend into the environment without giving yourself away or looking too suspicious. It was an honor to be trusted like this, but it would be a lie if you didn’t say you were a little afraid.

It would be you versus a pack of unknown numbers. While you had a bit of information at your fingertips, you were still going in mostly blind. The intel you’d collect over the last year and half was sparse, but every detail would count towards your ultimate goal: to take out every wolf until the world was purged of them all. They were a threat to humanity and needed to be extinguish.

Supper that night was quiet, only the clanking of silverware against your mother’s finest china resonated in the dining room. You chewed your steak slowly, the nerves in your stomach making it hard to take in much food. If your current state was obvious, no one commented on it. Being nervous was only natural, a primal instinct that couldn’t be put out.

You excused yourself after finishing half your plate and shuffled off to your room.

Piled up by the door just inside your sanctuary were your bags to take with you. Most were full of clothes - of both the civilian and hunter variety. No one knew how long this mission would take. You could gone a month or a whole year, so you took a majority of your clothing and necessities just in case. One piece of luggage, however, was locked up tight, containing your favorite bow and several other smaller weapons that you thought might come in handy.

Pressing your thumb up against the lock of the case, you waited for the springs to hitch and the clips to snap up before lifting the lid. With careful fingers, you lifted the bow up, examining every inch for the hundredth time.

The dull black of the base blended in perfectly with the night when you were aiming to be invisible. Your string was tight yet gave enough to pull the arrow back before letting it go, flying towards its target.

Knock, knock, knock.

Ally poked her head into your room sheepishly. Smiling just a little at her predictability, you waved her in the rest of the way.

“Come on.”

A big, brace-filled grin grew on her face as she hopped inside, closing the door behind her before she plopped down beside you on floor.

“Are you checking everything again?” your little sister giggled.

Rolling your eyes, you put your bow back into its foam holding and closed the lid. “Always check your equipment before going out into the field.”

“Okay, Dad.” After a few seconds of silence, the smile on Ally’s face faded.

If there was one thing you didn’t like about this mission, it was leaving her. It was too dangerous for her to come with you and she wasn’t even close to finishing her training. You ran your fingers through her hair, letting the strands slip away and fall back down to her shoulders.

“I won’t be gone too long.”

“Yeah, right,” she muttered. “Who knows how long you’ll be away. And you know the rules: no unnecessary contact. What if something happens to you?”

You scoffed. “Nothing is going to happen to me. Do you really have that little faith in me?”

“You’re going up against one of the biggest packs we’ve ever seen! Johnny said-”

“Oh screw what Johnny says!” you snapped. Shifting yourself so you were completely facing Ally, you took her hands. “Listen. Johnny is an asshole who’s sour because he couldn’t spot a wolf if it came up and sniffed his behind so they’re sending me instead.” That made her giggle. Good. You were already lifting her mood. “We’re not sure how big this pack is, okay? Is it larger than the average one? Yeah, it seems like it. But it’s nothing I can’t handle. This isn’t a takedown mission. It’s simply covert. Trust me, okay? Your big sister has got this.”

For a good minute, Ally said nothing. She didn’t look at you either, letting her eyes wander around the floor aimlessly.

“You’ll come back, right?” she finally mumbled.

Throwing your arms around your, you pulled your baby sister in close to your chest. “I will always come back.”

No matter what this mission had in store, you would fight like hell to get back to Ally. To you, she was still that tiny, vulnerable little bundle that needed your protection.

You were roughly her age when she was born. At first, you saw her as a nuisance that took your parents’ attention away from your training and from you in general. But it didn’t take long for this helpless lump of flesh to take ahold of your heart forever. Now, she came first. She was the one that you were fighting for.

Besides, this was such a covert mission that you would be out of harm’s way for the most part. What was the worst that could happen?

**

Luhan woke up to the sound of absolute chaos.

Groaning, he flipped over to his side so he could shove his face into the pillow to try and muffle the noise. Didn’t anyone care that a majority of his job happened late at night?

Of course they didn’t. They were all too lost in their own little worlds.

After another minute or two of trying to go back to sleep, Luhan gave up and pushed himself into a sitting position. Little flecks of crust were still holding his eyelids together. He didn’t try to fight against it, instead just swaying there for a moment with his eyes still closed shut.

Almost as soon as he’d left all those years ago, he’d wanted to return to the farmhouse. He’d missed his brothers, Minseok and Sehun especially. But he’d sworn to stay by Kris’ side and he couldn’t let his alpha wander off alone. When they finally did come back, he hadn’t expected all the changes that took place during their absence.

So many of them had their mates and more were coming in by the day. When both Kris and Junmyeon had met their mates at the same time, it excited Luhan. That had to mean his was just around the corner, right?

Crash!

The whole ceiling in Luhan’s room shook from whatever had just occurred in the space above him. He just had to take the room under the kitchen. Oh, well. It beat staying up in the crowded second floor.

Finally peeling his eyes open, Luhan stretched out his muscles and climbed out of bed. Since he was just in a plain shirt and sleep pants, he didn’t bother to change before he stumbled out of the room and up the stairs.

Just as he suspected, the kitchen was filled to the brim with the wolves and their mates. As it was a Saturday morning, no one had school to hurry to or jobs to arrive on time for. The source of the earlier crash seemed to be from Chanyeol accidentally dropping a whole pan of eggs on the floor. He was currently getting a nice scolding from Lanie and looking much like the overgrown pup that he was.

A small tug on Luhan’s pant leg took his attention away from the pair to the area at his feet. He smiled brightly at the little girl who’d crawled her way over to him and was now using his leg as support while she wobbled cutely on her still feet. Not even hesitating, Luhan scooped the nine-month old into his arms, resting her as best as he could on his flat male hip. She didn’t seem to mind, though, as she clenched her fists into his shirt.

“Is this you saying you want Uncle Luhan to feed you this morning?”

Evie - Kris’ mate and fiancé - approached the pair with a warm bottle in one hand and a small bowl of dry cereal in the other.

Little Mei let out a squeal that could only be decoded as a yes. Luhan carried her over to the dining table, moving her to his lap as Evie set the bottle and bowl down in front of him. Several of the mates were staring as Luhan concentrated on feeding the little girl. Even some of the other wolves were looking on with a sparkle in their eyes.

While Evie had been pregnant, a majority of the pack threw around jokes about how it just had to be Kris who got his mate pregnant first. After Limei was born, though, the jokes turned into hushed whispers of having their own. There was hardly any room left with everyone here now. Junmyeon was already talking to contactors about possibly building a second house. If the mates really started talking seriously about adding to the pack, Junmyeon was going to need to turn the talks into actions. Or maybe Luhan could just move into the garage.  

“Dadadada.” Mei babbled on and on in between bites as if she was trying to participate in the relentless chatter around her.

Kris, hearing his daughter from the other room, came scurrying towards the table and knelt down so he was almost at eye level with her. “No, Mei, I’m dada. Say dada to me. Say dada.”

It took all his supernatural strength for Luhan to bite down on his laugh when Mei clammed up, refusing to say anything towards the alpha wolf.

Hanging his head, Kris let out a deep sigh before pushing himself back into a standing position. Evie came over with a plate of food and placed it in front of Luhan.

“Here, Lu. Why don’t you go ahead and eat and I’ll finish up feeding Mei.”

“Okay,” Luhan smiled up at her. Evie was the only person who ever called him “Lu” and he kind of enjoyed it. They had a bit of a special bond after that night she got a little too drunk in his bar and spilled her guts about being in love with Kris. She treated him like a brother, even if little moments like this made Kris’ inner wolf jealous. Luhan didn’t take it to heart; it was a natural reaction, especially since he was still unmated.

Evie lifted Mei into her arms, but almost immediately, the little girl reached for her dad. Kris’ face lit up to suddenly being wanted by his daughter and gladly held her against his chest. Evie simply rolled her eyes with a shrug and walked away. The poor thing had to get used to sharing Mei very quickly after she was born, hardly getting any alone with her.

Turning his focus to the fresh plate of breakfast in front of him, Luhan gobbled the delicious food down. He wanted to get out of here pretty quickly before he could notice too much of the mate adoration around him. His brothers were feeding their mates or just being overly touchy and affectionate. There was only so much he could take on his own. Sehun and Tao were nowhere to be seen, most likely either hiding out in their rooms until most of the pack scattered to do whatever they had scheduled today or already left to cause more havoc to the poor university town they called home.

Once Luhan cleaned off his plate, he rinsed it off and put it in the dishwasher before slipping out the back door, completely unnoticed by the rest of his pack.

Junmyeon had asked that no one go running alone out of worry of what the local witches had apparently seen in a random vision. There hadn’t been any more premonitions and nothing had happened to be concerned about. Given the fact that Junmyeon simply requested they stick together and not outright ordered it, Luhan found no difficulty in undressing behind the garage and shifting as he ran towards the woods.

Sometimes… sometimes his pack was just too much. Or maybe Luhan had simply let his hopes rise too high.

When wolf after wolf was finding their mate in the most random of ways, Luhan thought he would be next any day. But then a month went by after Kris and Junmyeon. And then another. Before he knew it, a year and a half had gone by with no new mates appearing. Tao and Sehun were ecstatic. Luhan, on the other hand, was finding it harder to deal with.

He was lonely. He could admit it. Even as he plastered on a smile and took refuge in being a helpful uncle to little Mei, he couldn’t stamp down the ever-growing hole in his chest. When an unmated wolf was constantly surrounded by the love and contentment of his paired off brothers, it watered and fed a jealousy that could snap at any moment. And Luhan was definitely balancing on the tip of a knife.

As he ran through the trees, he couldn’t help but wonder at where she could possibly be. Was she far away, somewhere he hadn’t been before? Or was she so close that he’d just missed her walking down the street due to fate’s cruel ways?

No matter how many times he asked himself those questions, no answers would ever appear. He would just have to wait and see when his mate would show. He was sure whenever that happened, it would be worth the wait.

[kittyandlarissa-blog]

MOST EXCELLENT LAST-MINUTE COSTUMES INSPIRED BY KEANU REEVES

Halloween is tonight, and maybe you don’t have enough time or cash to pulls off the costume of your dreams for any last-minute plans. Don’t worry—the internet’s best boyfriend KEANU REEVES is here to save the holiday with his chill vibes and iconic looks!

Trick or treat to your heart’s content while honoring one of our most beloved actors with what you (or your pals) might already have lying around. You’re on your own with the hair.

1. TED “THEODORE” LOGAN from the Bill & Ted movies

Something strange is afoot at the Circle K...and you should selfie in front of it while wearing this outfit.

THE COSTUME: White t-shirt, black vest, red hoodie or shirt to tie around your waist, and black jeans or sweats to roll up

OR: Have a buddy throw on a white crop top and the stonewashiest jeans to be the Bill to your Ted, dude!

2. TURTLENECK COSTUMES OF KEANU REEVES

A  turtleneck is a simple, stylish piece of clothing you can find at any thrift store or “A New Day” Target women’s section—and the key to unlocking a treasure trove of Keanu Reeves Halloween looks.

THE COSTUMES:

-Black turtleneck with black blazer: John Wick from John Wick

-Black turtleneck with black sunglasses: Neo from The Matrix

-Black turtleneck with a genuine appreciation for the women in your life: Julian Mercer from Something’s Gotta Give

-Brown Turtleneck and winter jacket: Alex Wyler from The Lake House

-Red Turtleneck: Keanu looking FINE from this one picture we found online

3. JACK TRAVEN from Speed

This classic look will keep the costume party—and the bus—going full speed ahead!

THE COSTUME: White t-shirt, Blue button-down, khakis, intense look of heroism

OR: Lose the shirt and add a surfboard and look of intense look of longing to go as Johnny Utah from Point Break.

4. JOHN WICK from John Wick

The Baba Yaga is coming out of retirement...for a ton of fun-size candy.

THE COSTUME: Your best (or a friend-with-your-size’s best) dark suit, dark tie, dark heart

PROP: A pencil

OR: Switch the pencil out for a cigarette and you can go as John Constantine from Constantine.

5. “YOU’RE BREATHTAKING” KEANU from Cyberpunk 2077 at E3

THE COSTUME: Whatever you want, as long as you tell everyone you meet “YOU’RE BREATHTAKING!”—And meanit.

PROP: Posterboard sign that says “You’re breathtaking” and permanent marker—to really sell the look.

ABOUT THE AUTHORS: Larissa Zageris and Kitty Curran are a creative dream team. Their latest book, For Your Consideration: Keanu Reeves is out as of October 15 from Quirk Books. They are the authors of My Lady’s Choosing (Quirk, 2018), the viral Kickstarter novel Taylor Swift Girl Detective in The Secrets of the Starbucks Lovers, and the comic “13 Go Mad in Wiltshire” in The Wicked + The Divine: The Funnies Special (Image, 2019). They live in Chicago and they love Keanu Reeves.

Get the book:

https://www.quirkbooks.com/book/your-consideration-keanu-reeves#