#joker wind breaker

[sgnjimmy]

𝓙𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓻 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

a/n: I got this idea after one chat with the lovely human @tarotsandpotions a while ago. So this been here for months 💀💀💀 but heeeeey. i know im doing the event now but recently i got the inspiration to finish this draft that was actually rotting, so idk. here it is.

warning(s): mentions of violence, bruises, and a bit of angst (it gets better).

Today was fight night.

Joker wasn't a fan of fight night, especially since he started dating you — it was bloody, tiring, and humiliating.

He always felt like a dog in a cage doing some stupid trick for crumbs. It was pathetic, and today was no different.

As soon as it ended, he went to get his pay with Wooin and saw himself making his way through the door to exit the building as fast as he could without dragging attention.

Joker first went on the route for his way home but stopped on a store to grab a bite since you were probably asleep, and he didn't want to make a fuse at home by cooking.

He took his time eating his food there and then continued to make his way home, only to start to drag his feet on every step.

It has not been long ago since you moved in with him, and he thought he was used to you by now, but something always feels off when he's getting home from a fight now.

Joker's usual routine after every fight was to buy a few drinks from a convenience store, then head home to sit on his couch while the news channel was on the TV. He would sit there in silence with all the lights off, drinking the strongest drink he could find waiting for his thoughts to get blurry and his mind to finally get silent.

But now, he has you. And you rocked his world in the most violent yet gentle way. You came into his life and changed him, but also accepted him as he is.

Joker stops his feet when he sees he's almost at his destination.

Why does it feel weird to get home now? He asks.

He moves again after a couple of minutes, each step he takes so heavy he almost wonders if the world's gravity increased.

He highly doubts so.

Joker wouldn't like to admit it, but he was afraid. Afraid that you'd wake up one day and get tired of all his disgusting and sick world.

He wouldn't blame you. From the bottom of his heart, he wouldn't. It's just reasonable that you'll eventually go away and look for something better, someone better.

It wouldn’t be hard for you, he thinks. Anyone would be lucky to fall into the coffins of your heart. Joker knows he is.

But, eventually, when you do go away, he knows he'll be devastated — crushed even. It would hurt more than any punch he ever felt.

Argh, why is he thinking about this now?

He should just enjoy it while it lasts.

Sooner than he'd like, he arrives at his front door. With his bruised hand, he reaches for his keys, and with a bit of trouble he gets the door open letting himself enter the house.

Of course, the lights are off, and Joker doesn't attempt to turn them on. He just moves forward, stopping in front of the couch to lay on it.

He feels like he should turn on the TV given old times sake… but he agrees against it. Not only for your sake, since you have work and all tomorrow but also for his fatigue.

The couch, which can't even fit him whole, suddenly feels so comfortable for him, and he notices how beat he is and how strong the punches that hit him really were.

He is about to drift off and rest when the sound of a door opening startles him. He scrunches his face from the pain when he forces his body to sit up to see what's happening.

"Baby?"

Your figure appears from the hallway. Joker sees you rubbing your eyes.

"Did I wake ya?" He closes his eyes, and his head drops on the arm of the couch. His arms give up soon later, and he's laying on the sofa once again.

"No… Well, maybe." You smile sleepy. "I don't mind."

"Are you okay?" You approach him. "Why didn't you come to bed?"

Given his lack of response, you just sit down on the little table in front of him.

"Baby." You sing in a whisper. "Does it hurt?"

Joker feels your hands tenderly touching his jaw and moving slowly to his chin.

"Nah, don' wo'ry."

"Help me get you up. Can't have you sleeping on the couch."

You try pulling his arm, but he's not bulging.

"Baby, come on."

"M tir'd."

"I know, but you can't sleep here!"

Your boyfriend grunts, and then he slowly moves his body. You help him out how you can, and he's finally on his feet. You both make your way towards the bedroom.

As soon as you show him the bed, Joker falls on it, hitting the mattress with a tumpt. Snoring fills your ears no long after.

He must be really tired. Normally, Joker would take a while to drift off.

It pains you to see him all bruised and hurt, but you know it's not up to you to change his lifestyle. You're not with him to order him around. You're with him because you accept all of him. His messes and flaws.

Picking up a blanket from the closet, you walk towards your boyfriend's sleeping figure and put it over him. You move to the other side of the bed to accommodate yourself and lay beside him underneath the covers.

Joker looks good sleeping, you think. He looks happy... Without a worry in the world, and you wish you could keep him like that all the time.

"I love you so much." You tell him, brushing his hair with your hand. "You wouldn't believe just how much."

Moving forward, you place kisses on his forehead and cheek.

Joker shifts in his sleep and you feel his arms reaching for you. They wrap around your torso and bring your frame closer to him. His breathing hits your chest.

You're not totally sure if this relationship will last if you think it through. Both of your worlds are so different, but… But you'll stand by his side as long as he wants you to. As long as he allows you to.

Because with him you feel safe and sound, because with him you want to cry and laugh.

Because with him you have this need to protect the absolute beast of a man that lays sleeping calmly above you.

Because you love him.

© 𝙨𝙧𝙜𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙮 2023

[dialoguestetatet]

Windbreaker characters

You text them "I love you" pt. 1

Tw: suicide jokes, suggestive

Vinny Hong, Dom Kang, Wooin, Joker (Hajun), Owen, Sangho, Ryohei

masterlist

[day-yonniee]

➺ 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 | ♡

With how he fights and has that scar on his scary face, people would assume he's a mean and cold lover. One that forget your anniversary date and leave your messages on read. It was an offensive accusation to him, especially when it involves you.

Joker made sure to show everyone that you deserve everything in the world. Buying you things that would adore your pretty self, he didn’t care if he had to fight a extra match. As long you were happy and content with him, then Joker wouldn’t mind getting some bruises to see that sweet little smile on your face. Sure he doesn’t show it like those cheesy lovers on tv shows, but actions speak louder than words.

Whenever you two hold hands, He would make sure to press a kiss on the back of your hand before he had to let go. Silently telling you his love and affection towards you. Even though it’s a small and simple way of showing it, it still made your heart melt whenever he would do it. Joker remember the first time he did it, the two of you were walking to your place. Joker wanted to made sure you made it home safe from your job. Walking beside you like some bodyguard with that mean look that’s always on his face, while still holding your hand with such gentle care.

Once you made it home, you gave Joker your thanks and how you would see him tomorrow. His dull eyes staring down at you and nodding before bringing your hand up to his lips. Softly placing a kiss on your skin then letting go, telling you that he will pick you up in the morning. Not moving from his spot until you disappeared safely in your home, silently enjoying the bashful look on your cute face. Which played in his mind repeatedly, quietly vowing to himself to that he will be the one who will put that expression on your face every chance he gets.

So whoever thinks that Joker isn’t a good lover should come outside and catch these hands, because Joker will fight them and prove them wrong.

[shintaru]

lemme lick on your tattoos

KINKTOBER m.list ♡ windbreaker ♡ taglist

Warnings: Wooin, Joker, Chris D’Char, Harry Shepherd, tattoo licking, cockwarming, caught, mentions of sex tape, spanking, choking, cream pie, unprotected sex, riding, not proof read, amateur smut writer, finger licking good, & kfc

You’ve been walking around the house looking for Chris. Having something new you want to try with him after hearing a song with the lyrics “lemme lick on your tattoos” You just can’t wait. Realizing he’s probably in the kitchen you make your way down the steps heading towards the kitchen door. You open it and lo and behold Chris is there “of course he is” you think to yourself. He only does two things eat and train.

“Charrr” you say coming up to him and rubbing his arm caressingly. “What do you want?” He asks “how did you know I want something?” You say a little surprised that he knew. “You only call me Char when you want something, so what is it?” He replies “Oh” you say not realizing you did that every time. “Can I lick your neck tattoo?” You ask. He smiles finishing his breakfast and says “You’ll have to beg for that.” “Please i’ll make you feel good I promise” you respond giving him pleading eyes hoping he will let you try it.

“Fine, but i want to be inside you while you do it” he replies. “Ok, let’s do it now” you say dragging him to the bedroom by the arm before he can finish his glass of orange juice. “Someone eager” he says laughing. You pull Chris into the bedroom slightly pushing him down on the bed normally you couldn’t make him budge even if you wanted to so you know he’s willingly letting you have your way with him.

Anytime you two would play fight it was like trying to move a boulder, he’s just too big and heavy you can’t move him. You smile realizing the effect you have on your boyfriend. You pull his sweat pants and underwear off after taking off your own.“look at what you do to me” he says when you look at how hard you’ve made him.

You smile kissing him as you sit on his lap. Grabbing your hips with one hand he used his other to help guide his tip to your entrance. “Shit, You’re soaking wet” he says while gathering your juices on his tip by rubbing it back and forth between your folds.

He slowly pushes himself into you making you moan out. You grip his shoulders tightly and slowly push yourself down on him. “Fuck, that’s it, baby, just like that.” He says throwing his head back. You take the opportunity to start licking his tattoo. You place your hand on the side of his neck and your other on his forearm. You leave a trail of kisses stopping once you reach his tattoo.

You trace the design of his tattoo with the tip of your tongue earning a low moan from him “please, don’t stop” he says while giving your ass a small slap making you stop and yelp out feeling his cold rings against your skin. “don’t get shy on me now finish what you started” Chris says. You continue sucking and licking on his tattoo leaving hickeys all over the side of his neck. “We should have tried this sooner” you say.

(That neck tattoo RAHHHHHH, The things I’d do to sit on his lap Ahhhhh)

Harry got a haircut and you can’t take your eyes off of him. He has always been attractive to you but the fresh haircut does something to you. It’s he’s making it hard for you to keep your hands to yourself. You walk into your shared bedroom to see him in front of the full-body mirror adjusting his bangs. “That’s it” you shout a little too loud making him turn to look at you with a concerned confused expression. “What’s it?” He asks.

You responded with a demanding yet almost pleading tone “Take your shirt off, I want to lick your tattoos” “what?” he replies looking at you like he can’t believe what you just said. “You heard me now take it off” you say growing more impatient “I’ve never been asked to do that, fuck, that’s hot, good thing I have plenty of tattoos” He says taking his shirt off. “What’s got you so worked up?” He asks. “You just look so good with your new hair cut” you reply. Making him walk over to you “if I knew you’d respond like this I’d get my hair cut more often” he replies making you laugh.

“i had no idea you were into this kind of thing” he says “neither did I” you reply “sit down you’re too tall” you tell him. He sits on the bed pulling you onto his lap. Pulling and tugging on his hair with your left hand you lay your other hand on his abs. You lick his chest dragging your tongue across the “death before dishonor” tattoo slowly dragging and swirling your tongue on the anchor design underneath.

He pulls you off his lap to tug both of your pants off “ride me” he demands. You get back on his lap and hover your hips above his. Harry pushes his tip into you grabbing your hips and slamming you down on him making you take him fully with one swift motion. “Ah, Harry” you moan out reaching out and wrapping your arms around his shoulders. You continue to lick and suck on his tattoos.

“keep doing that.” Harry tells you. You stop deciding to toy with him a little since he got you worked up. “did i say you could stop?” He says while grabbing a tight hold on your throat. “You look hot when you’re angry” you tell him making him squeeze your throat a little. He pulls you in for a kiss by your neck breaking it only to say “You drive me crazy” “Feelings mutual” you reply

His grip tightens on your hips as you bounce up and down on him. You needed him so bad and he needed you just as much. “Can I cum inside?” He asks. You give him a soft yes through your uncontrollable moans as you continue bouncing on his cock.

He grabs you by the throat again only for a short moment to move his hand to cup your cheek bringing you in for another kiss. Pulling on his hair, while moaning his name seems to finally push him over the edge. Your mixed liquids spill out of you as you clench down on him riding out your orgasm. “Holy shit” is all you can get out before Harry pulls you into another kiss.

(I’d ride him like a rodeo from dusk until dawn)

You couldn’t take your eyes off of him well especially his hands. You loved his hands especially the tattoos along his fingers. You watch Wooin scroll through his phone not being able to shift your gaze from him. Sabbath crew was supposed to meet up about a play for the next race but the others were late leaving only you and Wooin at the meeting location .

You’re brought out of your thoughts when Wooin asks “is there a reason why you’ve been staring at me since you walked in?” You don’t know what came over you but you decided to answer him honestly instead of playing off your actions. “There is a reason” you reply “and what would that be?” He sets his phone down asking curiously.

“I like your hand tattoos, but I’d like them better in my mouth” you reply. He laughs walking over to you. “Wasn’t expecting that answer” he says towering above you causing you to shift slightly in your seat. He spreads your thighs apart with his knee and stands in between your thighs pulling your hair back with his right hand making you look up at him.

“Open” Wooin tells you in a demanding tone. You do as you’re told. He takes his left hand and sticks two fingers in your mouth you lick and suck on them suggestively not breaking eye contact. His non-tattooed hand travels down your jaw stopping at your throat and squeezing slightly making you moan. “Fuck, you’re a tease” he says.

You feel him pressing his fingers against your tongue making you grab ahold of his wrist. He shoves his fingers as far as they can reach in the back of your throat making you gag. Meeting his lust-filled gaze he brushes his knee against your clothed sex earning a small muffled moan from you. His actions are making you wetter by the second you don’t know how much longer you can take it. You knew you needed him, he knew you needed him.

Pulling his fingers out your mouth you both can hear the other members have arrived outside the building. He leans down turning his head to face the side of you, feeling his lips and warm breath against your ear.

“Tell me what else you’d like me to do to you with my fingers after the meeting” he whispers you can feel his split tongue lick along your ear sending shivers down your spine and an aching feeling in you’re stomach. You watch him sit back down giving you his signature grin before continuing to scroll on his phone while the other crew members walk in. “Damn that was hot” you thought. God, you hated how badly you needed him.

(Help his tattoos are so fine, he could choke me with his tattooed hand and I’d thank him)

Watching the seductive way your boyfriend eats his apples drove you insane he wasn’t doing it on purpose but you couldn’t take it anymore. You wanted him so bad.

Little did you know that he knew the effect it had on you. He watched that way you’d swallow your spit, biting your cheek as you clenched your thighs together trying to suppress your dirty thoughts about him. In a way he wanted to tease and push you to see how long you’d last without saying something.

Knowing Joker isn’t the type to act unless he’s angry, racing, or fighting you decided to try and get a reaction out of him. The only thing you could come up with was using a popsicle, lollipop, or a banana to stir him up. It was a hot day so the popsicle doesn’t sound bad and you were sure Wooin had all the lollipops.

You went to the kitchen looking for a popsicle or a banana only to find you were out of bananas. The only option you have left is a popsicle you take a cherry-flavored one out of the wrapping and walk back to sit in your chair. You’d been sucking on the popsicle for some time now and he still hasn’t reacted not even a glance your way. You finish the popsicle deciding you’ll have to make a move since he won’t.

Walking over to him you straddle his lap you can feel how hard he is grinding yourself against his hard-clothed cock you lick his dagger tattoo and make your way down his throat stopping at his Adam’s Apple feeling it bob with each swallow. Moving your tongue along his jaw, kissing at the scar on the left side of his mouth.

Finishing his Apple he tosses the core somewhere and kisses you, tasting the bitter-sweet apple against his tongue you moan feeling him grab your hips pressing them firmly against his own making you feel him even more. “Fuck, do that again…” he says.

Before you can continue Wooin interrupts. “What perfect timing,” you think to yourself “You’d make a lot of money if you both made a sex tape” Wooin says “How much money?” Joker asks. “A lot, don’t know how much that depends on how popular the tape is” Wooin says as he walks past you both heading for the kitchen. “You know if you wanted me that badly you could have just asked” Joker tells you.

(Joker has a pretty nose)

Dedicated to @rossesnd @cozyunderworld @inosukehana

I’m down horrendously bad for the four of them. 😭😭

Someone help is it affect or effect ? I get them mixed up every-time.

I’m kinda glad Owen doesn’t have tattoos I’m already down atrociously bad for him and I love tattoos so if he had them it would have been over for me

[hjunsjoy]

OMG!! Happy woman's day💟

[koiiiji]

random windbreaker headcanons

tw : no, kinda cute, x reader not included

⊹ Wooin believe in mbti types, if it says that someones mbti type doesn’t match with his, he will believe it.

⊹ Hyok ultimate stand is pokemon. he wants to be pokemon.

⊹ Harry actually dog enjoyer who prefers animals to people bc they are loud and use doping. and dogs don’t use doping. Noah always argues with him bc actually cats are cooler.

⊹ Mahon was super naive person in some ways. like it was enough to say something with straight, serious face and he will believe it.

⊹ Sangho drink water or strong alcohol like whiskey, vodka, soju or something that have degree higher than 30°. nothing else. it always either water or alcohol. and he hates cocktails. if u guy who drinks cocktails u r gay, his honest opinion, i just asked him!!

⊹ Juhwan actually have a shark. there is an app, where you can “buy” a shark and you can see its location. so Juhwan owns two sharks, their names is Bobby and Sam. he was really upset when Bobbys tracker lost and he can’t see his shark anymore :( Bobby was his favorite one

⊹ deep inside Juwon really lonely person, so partly he actually enjoys that he have Vinny’s company and at some, really rare moments actually think about him as his younger brother (then he have a call from his partners from dark business and everything goes back)

⊹ Juwon actually get tied of people really fast, so he doesn’t really have friends, only business partners like Sangho and some people like Umi, who was with him in university

⊹ TJ have tiktok playlist that contains hard brazilian phonk, the ones from epic anime edits, and he listen it in headphones and imagine himself as an anime hero

⊹ Minu was questionable about his preferences. before he met Mia he always spent biggest part of his time with boys from zephyrus and June, and he wasn’t interested in girls around him. he used to think maybe he had a crush on Vinny or June.

⊹ Aria really enjoys history classes and have best marks at this subject.

⊹ Vinny doesn’t understand concept of dating. like you just met random people and start see each other every day and then maybe marry and have kids? are you insane? you just see random person and think “oh u cool, u r my boyfriend/girlfriend now”. he genuinely think people are weird.

⊹ Shelly 100% high fashion enjoyer and maybe even wanted to be a model, but she is not tall enough, so before coming to Korea she was insecure about her height.

⊹ aside from apples Hajun enjoys cucumbers. they are like apples in vegetables world.

⊹ Kaneshiro hates iqos. same with sangho, either normal cigarettes or pipe with tobacco. no third option.

⊹ Jay Jo enjoy Gordon Ramsay shows. especially old “kitchen nightmares” where he travels across US and mock cafe owners.

[jjstrv]

THE AMERICA ARC IS FINALLY OVER !! 🥳🥳

MY BOYS ARE BACK 🥳🥳

[swrkn]

Hello!!! I really love your Oliver fic 😭 could you do joker or sangho just fluff if it's fine ofc I'm not forcing ❤️

𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

Joker (hajun) x g/n reader

Genre : fluff ; sfw

Author note : thank you so much for your request, and thank you for the compliment on my first fic :)) i have a fic for joker in my drafts, so for now im gonna do some headcanons , and I’ll publish it later ! Also those are my personal headcanons , so if you don’t think my headcanons are accurate, please don’t be mean 🙏

Author note 2 : i really enjoyed doing those headcanons so i think i’ll do more , and also some with sangho since you asked ;) My request are open !!

⇨ Protective

Joker is low-key protective of Y/N, though he'd never openly admit it. If they're biking together, he'll instinctively put himself on the side closer to traffic or obstacles, keeping an eye out without making a big deal of it.

When you and Hajun go for a night ride through busy streets, he'll always position himself on your left side, closer to traffic. You notices he does this every time but never points it out, as it's his way of protecting you. One night, a car honks a bit too close, and without thinking, Joker reaches out, gently steering her closer to him. "You alright?" he asks, trying to sound casual, but his hand stays on your arm until he's sure you’re safe.

⇨ Act Tough But Melts Around You

Joker has a "tough-guy" image, but you are the one person who can break through that. When you're alone, he's surprisingly affectionate and lets his guard down. Play with your hair, hold your hand, and even rest his head on your shoulder if he's tired.

After a tough day at practice, Joker shows up at your place looking frustrated and tired. You open the door, pulling him into a hug. He stiffens for a second, but then relaxes, letting himself melt into your warmth. He doesn't say much, just rests his head on your shoulder, breathing in deeply as she rubs his back.You tease him for "acting soft," and he just grumbles, "Only for you."

⇨ Late-Night Talks

Sometimes, You and Joker will have deep, late-night conversations that can last for hours.You both stay up talking about dreams, fears, and everything in between. He trusts you in a way he never trusted anyone, and you’re the one person he feels like he can be his true self around.He's opened up to you about his insecurities and what it's like balancing being a big brother with his own goals.

One summer night, you're lying side by side on a quiet rooftop, staring up at the stars. Joker starts talking about his childhood, sharing stories he rarely tells anyone, while you listen quietly, sometimes just holding his hand when he pauses. You opens up too, and you spend hours sharing memories and dreams, both of them feeling like they're closer than ever.He tells you things he never told anyone, realizing how much he trusts you.

⇨ Lets You Braid His Hair

One day, as a joke, you suggested to braid his hair, thinking he'd refuse. But to your surprise, he agreed, even if he tried to play it off like he didn't care.Now it's a little tradition between you and him. When you're just relaxing, you'll braid his hair, and he'll sit quietly, feeling oddly at peace. He actually finds it relaxing but would be mortified if anyone else knew.

During a lazy afternoon, you were both watching a movie a his house , with him leaning on you, letting you style his hair. As you braid, you notice he's relaxed, eyes half-closed, enjoying the quiet moment. Later, when his two littles brothers came in and burst out laughing, Joker just shrugs. "What ? She did a good job." he says nonchalantly, not caring about what his brothers are saying.

⇨ Always Comes Back to You

No matter how long his day's been or how tired he is, Joker always finds himself wanting to see you. You are his safe space, the person who keeps him grounded, and whenever he's with you, he feels like he finally found a place to rest. He doesn't say it often, but he thinks you are his world, and every ride, every victory, every day somehow feels better just knowing you are there , beside him

One evening, after an exhausting day, he texts you, asking if you’re free. When you agree to meet him, he feels his mood lift immediately. You don't have to do anything special; just being with you is enough to make everything feel better.

⇨ A Stubborn Romantic

Joker tries to act like he doesn't care about romance, but deep down, he's more romantic than he lets on. He'll surprise you by cooking your favorite meals, remember small things you mentioned about yourself, and even bring you your favourite treats every now and then. On special occasions, he'll even plan something for you, like a ride at dawn or a picnic by the river, even if he insists he's "not doing anything fancy."

For your birthday, Joker plans a quiet picnic next to a hidden river. He pretends it's "no big deal," but he packed your favorite snacks and even brought a small blanket to sit on. When you ask him if he went to all this trouble just for her, he simply says, "Don't get used to it." But the sparkle in your eyes , and seeing you this happy , was enough for him to know that if he can see you this happy , he would do it again and again.

✵

[megvmins]

moments with wind breaker men

some bf headcanons with my fav troublemakers.

includes: vinny, jay, dom, owen, joker

warnings: suggestive

author's note: I fell in love again and I need to share my Wind Breaker headcanons with the world. I wanted to add more but I might just do part 2 for the rest of the boys. likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated! 🫶

VINNY: it's notoriously well-known that waking up sleeping Vinny is impossible unless he can smell something delicious or hear people talking about food. that being sad, it is also absolutely impossible to get out of his embrace in the morning. arms hugging your waist, his chin resting on the top of your head and your legs intertwined, there is nowhere for you to go. once Vinny actually wakes up, he plants a soft kiss on the top of your head (but if you mention him doing that he will deny it like his life depends on it) and only then will he let go. your favorite past-time has to be annoying him because his reactions are always priceless. for example when you two are brushing your teeth side by side and you end up pulling faces looking at him through the mirror. it's all worth it just to see him almost spit out his toothpaste and throw you a death glare that softens into a loving eye-roll. 

JAY: cooking with Jay is one of your favorite moments. if you weren't a good cook, Jay is the perfect teacher thanks to his patience, so even if you mess up he wouldn't get angry (but he might make the cutest puzzled expressions over the possible catastrophes you manage to create while working on a fairly straightforward beginner friendly recipe). those puppy-like faces just make u wanna smooch him and he definitely doesn't mind. that being said, he is frustratingly proper and won't just ditch the cooking for a make-out session (his mind is definitely running with ideas but his self-control is something to behold, unfortunately). he will just resume cooking, this time standing right behind you and guiding you through your second attempt. just know he knows what he's doing and that you did not learn anything while he was in such a close proximity and all you could think about was how nice it feels to be in his arms and that his shampoo smells amazing. 

DOM: everyone knows that Dom got really passionate about biking and now his mind is literally filled with it and nothing else. but exams are coming up and he is in great need of intervention to not repeat the year again. you'd think helping him study would be pretty straightforward but it's definitely not. half the time you just find him gazing at you with heart eyes and content smile. sometimes it's necessary to just bonk his head with your textbook to bring him back to earth. but can you blame him? he is just really curious about the new chapstick he saw you use. so to motivate him to study you have to bet something on the line and suddenly he is back to being the Mr. Passionate everyone knows him to be. it only takes the promise of a few kisses and his motivation is back in overdrive. 

OWEN: Owen is great at distracting you. if you are having a tough time or just need to do something to forget about your troubles for a bit, he is the best person to go to. he's going to search up places to take you to – pretty cafes that are absolutely instagram worth and shopping trip that will make your feet hurt and your closet overflow because he will not hold back. if he sees your gaze linger on something he is pushing it into your arms to try it. it's definitely not just a treat for you, don't be mistaken. he loves seeing you show off the items and bonus points if you need him to help you zip something up. he plays it all cool and suave but his fingers are shaking a little bit, he takes his sweet time with it and then he makes sure to send you a naughty smile with a compliment that makes you weak in the knees. 

JOKER: Joker isn't really a fan of having you attend his underground fights. it makes him uneasy, thinking he will scare you away and that you might be used against him if someone decides to look for his weakness. that doesn't stop you from showing up anyway and patching him up. at this point you are both used to this silent dance of you cleaning his cuts and cooling down his soon-to-be-bruises. when you finish up, he brings you closer between his thighs and hugs your midriff since he is usually sitting down before you and rests his head on your chest/stomach listening to your calming heartbeat. before he let's go he whispers soft “thanks.” and offers a faint barely there smile that somehow still manages to make your heart skip a beat. 

[reesespeanutbutterfuck]

(im)perfectionist

vinny hong x jo!reader

jay jo's imperfectionist sister meets the flawful vinny hong.

part 1

part 2

pairing: vinny hong x jo!fem!reader

warnings: SFW, fem!reader, gifted!reader, cursing, mentions of blood & violence, mentions/flashbacks to vinny's shitty childhood. jo!reader (jay is reader's 1 year older brother, but they're in the same class), physical descriptions (resemblance to jay, jay's mother, heavily implied asian features) intelligent!reader, female rage, implications of academic pressure, middle child trauma, second person's pov (you, you're, your), ANGSTY, lowkey self-indulgent, SPOILERS everywhere, includes momma bear vinny but then reader is also kind of a momma bear, reader is NOT yumi, but yumi still exists here. lmk if i forgot anyth

note: i can't stop tossing and turning while reading s4 lol this is how i cope. vinny pls come back now im bawling my eyes rn

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None of the recontres you had with Vinny Hong in the entirety of your life was normal.

The first time you encountered him was when you accidentally bumped into him in a vulnerable state while walking home under a light rain shower after a tiring day volunteering at the hospital your parents were working in. The light pouring rain hit your umbrella with soft thuds as you were finding your way through the alley you accidentally passed by after taking an alternative route, but getting a little lost in the process.

You shuddered when you heard a groan. You immediately looked around and kept your guard up in case it was a kidnapper. But no, it sounded like one of pain. Stopping your tracks and pulling over your feet, you looked around the alley. Your eyes expectantly scanned until your eyes found the source of the grumbling noise. There he was, slumped against the wall.

I knew it, you thought. It was a man. How cliché. His head was bowed down so he couldn't see you. Let me guess, a high school boy was mobbed and injured somewhere and now is left to die in a dark alley to be found lifeless once the sun rises?

You scoffed. If only you had all the time in the world to be a delinquent, that will most likely be where you're meant for. These high school boys are wasting their lives when they unknowingly have the time to choose to be a better person. You discreetly envied how these kinds of people can still choose how they'll live their lives, regardless of presence of sense for separating actions between good and bad.

And so you walked past the alley.

Your steps slowed down as the man groaned again, this time followed by a rustle. A slight pang of guilt forming in the pit of your stomach. Damn it, this wasn't–

You reluctantly looked back to where the man sat. You've always sworn your life you wouldn't meddle in anything that wasn't your business. But for some reason, the guilt of having the ability to help but refusing to, drowned your fixed principle.

Just as you were having an inner banter with yourself, your feet made the decision for you instead and took you to him. You pushed the button on your umbrella to automatically close it, pointing the sharp end to the stranger. You weren't even sure if he's still alive because he suddenly quieted down after that last groan. Only the light from the nearest post gave you an unclear sight of the man and the fluff of his fiery red hair.

One of his hands fell limp on the floor while the other was covering his wound. It seemed like he's been in the same spot for minutes yet the distinct bright colour of fresh blood told you the injury happened not very a while ago. You weren't sure of how to approach him properly, so you lightly kicked his leg once, but he didn't respond. So you kicked him for the second time, this time, harder. Finally, he responded by quietly groaning in pain once again.

“Who… the hell… are you…?” He weakly questioned as looked up to squint and take in your face, but your figure was against the light from the lamp post, so your silhouette was the only thing he's capable of registering. Even when in pain, his voice still sounded atrocious. Like he's someone used to speaking to people harshly. Luckily, you weren't intimidated for a single bit. It'll take a lot more than harsh tones to drive you away. You've been there.

You fumbled inside your tote bag to search for your phone, “Who are you to ask?” When you got ahold of your phone, you turned the flashlight on and you got a clearer view of the blood oozing out of this stranger's side, staining his hand in the process. It looked like a stab wound, judging from the volume of the blood oozing out from the wound.

“As expected.” You raised your hand to point the sharp end of your umbrella to him once again. “I will help you. But if you attempt to do anything funny, I'll stab you on your other side, too.”

Your first option as was to call immediate professional help. As you tried to dial the hospital hotline to call an ambulance, your phone kept indicating there was no service. The signal's jammed. You almost threw your phone to the nearest wall out of frustration as you hit the side of it with your palm. You side-eyed the man behind you.

Shit. Now what? This kind of stab wound is fatal, especially because he already lost plenty of blood beforehand. It wouldn't bleed that much if the penetration wasn't deep. It might have even hit a vital spot. Calling for help now will be difficult because of this deserted alley and the continuous pour of the rain didn't help either, plus, your phone has no service.

“I don't need… your help!” he glared at your silhouette and cursed himself as he shut his eyes tightly while attempting to sit upright, enduring the excruciating pain on his side.

“You're quite obnoxious for a dying man.” You looked around to search for more resources. This is a closed alley. If you leave him here for another minute to find help, he might completely lose his consciousness, he was already limp in the first place. You were left with no choice. Your hand hesitantly reached to fumble around your bag once again until you got an OS, gauze pads and sterilized medical stitching needles.

Your mother would be furious if ever she finds out you stitched a stranger's wounds. You can only imagine her yelling, "Patients are not your playthings and the Medical field is not your playground! Who are you to perform Medical procedures? You're not even a Doctor yet!" Yeah, for sure Dra. Jo wouldn't be so pleased to find out her daughter's attempt to fix someone up. You kneeled and looked at the stranger. You needed to gain his trust as professionally as possible.

“I won't ask your name since you're clearly hard to talk to. I'm [Y/N]. I'm no Guardian angel of yours. I do light voluntary work in hospitals and I have current trainings on how to attend to emergency patients. But I'm still a high school student so I'm not yet licensed. Anyway, going to a hospital will always be the safest option, but I have knowledge about stitching wounds, at least. I'm going to temporarily stitch you up so you don't lose more blood, then we'll get you to a hospital once I find phone service.”

You surveyed his overall state, he looked very pale, although it's easy to tell that he's naturally pale, by losing a lot of blood, he's getting even paler each passing second. You were running out of time.

“Do you consent to this?” You asked him calmly through your glasses.

He breathed out heavily. You knew he was wary and reluctant. Which is understandable. But if it's not you, who else will do it? You heaved a sympathetic sigh. As you unemotionally tell him about the circumstances of his skepticality, that you well acknowledge.

“Hey, you might have a family member waiting for you at home. They would be devastated to just hear from the news that you were found dispatched and lifeless out here in the morning.” you looked around, left and right. Right now, you're the best chance he has if he wants to live. “I won't force your consent out. I haven't touched you anywhere yet and I wouldn't if you don't want me to, so I can just leave you here without me being a potential suspect of your murder. But you should probably think about the ones that didn't know their last sight of you alive was the last they'll get, ever.”

He looks at you for a few seconds while he grits his teeth, before he slowly, lightly nods. Shutting his eyes and removing his hand from covering the wound, implying that he had put his trust in you.

You checked his carotid pulse first. Just as you thought. Erratic and weakened. And then looked over to watch the shallow rise and fall of his shoulders. Shallow breathing. He definitely lost a high volume of blood already. You hastily started disinfecting everything—your hands, the tools, even the gloves. You checked his expression. You gave him a heads-up before lifting the side of his shirt to attend to the wound properly. You began working up and stitching the wound on his right side. You looked at his face once again that's being covered by the shade of the unfinished constructions caging the alley, while going through your first stitch.

“I'm sorry, this is the only option, for now. I'll find more professional help after this.”

He had no more energy left to open his mouth and reply. He grunts in pain while you were busy ushing the needle through-and-through. You asked him to bite down on a cloth while enduring the pain, since you didn't have anesthesia and he can feel every poke of the needle on his skin. You stitched him with precision with your skilled hands. Your hands were painted crimson red during the process.

This wouldn't be your first time stitching. You've done this a couple of times, but only to a simulator. You pulled yourself together as you kept in mind that a person's life is in your hands this time.

While you were focusing on the stitches, all the stranger can muster are croaky groans, as the pain of the wound and the stitches stung, so you tried to do it faster. When you were done, while wiping your blood-stained hands, you noticed how his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he was wincing in pain. He tried to look up at you again, but his sight of you was blurry.

“Don't worry, that'll be removed at once when you're taken to the hospital. What I did is only first aid, and you already lost a lot of blood so we still need to get you to the hospital as soon as possible.”

You pushed your knees to stand up and find phone signal, but before you can, his hand rose and reached for yours.

“No.” He clutched your hand to stop you. His hand was rough—and also large. You have large hands for a female, but his hand almost completely enveloped yours.

The side of your lips shifted downward while looking down at him. “When I said trust me, I only meant temporarily so I can temporarily close your wound. I didn't mean with all your life."

“Just no hospital.”

“You must really want to die.”

He gripped your hand tightly from the severe pain he's enduring. You know how much pain he's going through right now and he didn't mean to do so, so you let him squeeze your hand.

“I would rather die, than pay a hospital bill.” he weakly held on to you, falling completely unconscious as his head fell on your lap. You furrowed your brows and put his head into a more comfortable position.

Oh, so he was serious on dying?

You coming to his rescue definitely doesn't just end with a few stitches.

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always remember to put seeking professional help as top priority if you ever encounter this kinda scenario irl

[sgnjimmy]

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝔂'𝓼 𝓪 𝓛𝓲𝓪𝓻

joker x gn! reader

a/n: @thisyeargoodyear asked for this, and i shall deliver as i am here to serve to u guys🫡.

warning (s): none! only lovely sappy shit <3. (Not Proofread).

Bf!Joker does not express his love with words, and you, after some time together with him have learned to read his actions as words.

Bf!Joker like when he does this thing in where he holds your hand when you're about to drift off to sleep. A silent ‘i love you’, you came to realize. He holds it tightly but still gently, fearing he'll wake you up with his tough hands.

Bf!Joker is always holding your things for you. He will not let you trouble yourself around him, the taller man just wants to be used and abused by you, it makes him feel needed, useful. And not like when Wooin needs him, those are just jobs - jobs that he's not so happy about, to begin with-, but for you? Oh, god, he's running to get you whatever you need in a instant.

Bf!Joker can get very cranky when he doesn't see you. He understands that you're busy - or sometimes him - but he can't help, he's gotta see you at least once a day, or else his mood is thrown out the window.

Bf!Joker is a fan of hot showers but only if you're with him. He's not the type to take much time showing z he grew up poor so showers were just to take dirt off and never for the fun of it, they couldn't afford it. But now he does, he can, and loves too. He takes all the time in the world listening to you talks about whatever been or is on your mind.

Holding you in his arms while the two of you are sat on the bathtub, he plays with some bubbles in his hand in front of you.

“She's being such a pain in my ass. I did the assignment just like she told me to, but nooo, she also wanted this and that. Which she never wrote on the text. I'm not a fucking mind reader, for fuck's sake!” He can't help laugh at that.

“Hey, don't laugh, I'm pissed!”

“You right, ’m sorry.” Although he's sincere you can hear him smiling behind you.

“Sure, sure. But what about you, how was your day?”

“Normal.”

“Whoa, stop giving me so much details or we'll be here till mid night.” You can't help the sarcasm. You love him but he's always like this. Is funny but kind of frustrating at the same time.

“But it was normal. Nothing too exciting happened for me today, not like your story 'bout the ‘witch’.”

“Alright, stop mocking me.” You play and he tries to defend himself saying ‘I'm not!’. “I just feel a bit bad making you listen to me and my bullshit all the time.”

“But i like it.” He lays a kiss on your shoulder. “Didn't see you all day, makes me miss you. I love your voice, y'know. Can listen to you ramble all day long and 's like heaven.” Another kiss right on the same spot.

He can be so romantic sometimes, and you know he's not even trying, which just makes him so much better at it. He, like everyone else had his flaws, but you don't mind them att all when he's like this. Or when you know he's trying his best for you, all of the time.

Bf!Joker never fails in making you feel loved.

[dialoguestetatet]

you slowly sink down on his cock, your pussy trembling with pleasure of being so full. he gently circles your clit with his thumb and takes your nipple into his mouth

that's my girl, go as slow as you want, yes like that... mhm such a tight pussy, you're so pretty when you moan like this, honey

Dom Kang, Joker, June, Juwon, Minu, Jay Jo, Monster, Juhwan

he repeatedly slams into you from behind, pulling your hair until you throw back your head. you're sure he'll leave marks all over your hips from the force he's grabbing you

fuck, take it, love, yes be a good girl, ohh fuck you're squeezing me so hard... yesyesyes... you wanna my cum don't you, tell me, use your words, darling

Wooin, Vinny Hong, Ryohei, Sangho Choi, Hyeok Gwon, Owen Knight

masterlist

[dustykanvas]

just some tiny things i made recently teehee they are tiny hairclip standees that let you wear your fave characters on your head

view it in action on youtube

[cozyunderworld]

Hyuk Kwon finally has a challenger Jay Jo

Hyuk looks so demonic here 🤣😭💀 he looks like he finally found the will to live again cuz of Jay Jo 😂

Also best little bean ❤️

[softy-bunny]

[cannibalistic09]

Is Wind Breaker worth reading?

I just wanna know cuz I'm looking for webtoons to read while waiting for new Lookism chapters. Plus I keep seeing hot characters from that webtoon... I just need a little push so I could actually start reading it.