#like I'm sorry but you met this boy on tinder

[heterosexistly]

I don't think everybody over exaggerates sex, but people I know that have had their first sexual experiences with teenage boys I feel like they just don't know any better

[lvlystars]

it's 3:27 in the morning. i just had a dream and i can't stop thinking about how fwb!frat boy!wonwoo coded it would be.

tw: alcohol, mentions of partying drinking, a little suggestive (nothing seriously filthy hehe), just a man that was an asshole, but he doesn't have a word in this bcus fuck him

fwb!frat boy!wonwoo who parties like no tomorrow. gets shitfaced every other day and is frowned upon by a LOT of people of all generations. you would ask him why he drinks and parties so much, and his simple answer to that is just: because it's fun 🤷‍♀️

you would tag along too. you would have fun, party all night with wonwoo, and maybe get a little intimate with him — not even maybe, you WILL somehow get intimate with him, and it's not even just sex. sometimes you guys get back to your apartment, your hushed giggles resonating in the halls as you stumble over to your home, and the minute you manage to open the door, the man is immediately pulling you to your room. he's all over you, peppering little kisses along your neck to get maybe a little giggle out of you, and flops you both onto your bed and cuddles you until the morning.

but just because he always wants to party doesn't mean he urges you to come all the time.

you were just back from a date. your feelings for wonwoo were growing at this point, but you didn't want to act out on them without seeing if he reciprocated, and you were tired of waiting for the signs at this point. so you took it upon yourself to find a date on tinder and see how it went.

to put it short, it went horribly (you've never met such a narcissistic man that checked off every single red-flag trait in the book).

you were so butt hurt by how the date went, you felt pathetic. dating someone was not the big problem here, but you just felt so bad in the moment, it felt like you were never going to find love.

you were so busy wallowing in your sadness that you forgot about how wonwoo had the keys to your home, and how he always picks you up before going out to another party he somehow knows about. but the minute he opens the door and sees your state, the smile on his face drops, and the party is completely erased from his mind as he leans against the wall, looking at you with the softest, concerned look.

one look at him has you immediately rambling about everything that happened, your voice growing thick with sadness as you held back sobs, and this man drops anything and everything to stay with you that entire night, making phone calls about how he can't make it that night.

fwb!frat boy!wonwoo who, despite his reputation of partying like no tomorrow, will drop everything to stay with you for the night if you're not able to make it. he would make you all the drinks you needed, and would order all the comfort food you wanted to help you feel better. acts of service is his form of love, so best believe everything will be done for you as you spend the rest of your night with him.

uhhhh my creation juice kinda ran out here. I'M SORRY.

wc: 504

tags 🏷️ —

@arafilez @etherealyoungk @haowrld @hannieheartuu @kyeomyun @seuonji @shuahaes @saiiidahyunee @welcometomyoasis @wqnwoos @wheeboo @yoonzinuhh @shieunviya @shaminari

[beatrixstonehill2]

"Awww, my poor boy toy is growing his boobs back, what a pity. Although I bet he and his silly fem fantasies are getting off on it.... When I met 'Hannah' on Tinder, I knew right away he was a fakegirl. The way he flaunted his oversized breasts and wore super prissy clothes, all of his photos were male-gaze pandering goon bait. Nothing tasteful or remotely empowering. I got to talking with Hannah and could tell he transitioned young because his voice never dropped, gonna have to fix that!

We met at a nice restaurant and he seemed extremely horny, mentioned going back to my place, seductively eyeing me, licking and biting his lips like some porno girl, purposefully jiggling his estrogen-pumped 'breasts' to excite me. He even had to hide his cock, since he wasn't wearing underwear and kept getting erections. He and I used the restroom before we left and I stopped him at the women's room and made him use the men's room. He blushed and obeyed like a good boy. He apparently got groped using the urinal. A man grabbed his 'breasts' another jacked him off. He came out of the men's room panting, sweaty, telling me about it. I told him 'good', that's what boys get for playing dress up.

We got back to my place and I made him strip, donning some dominatrix-y gear I knew would turn him on because he's so clearly porn-brained. I lubed up a dildo and fucked his ass, jerking him off, smacking his 'breasts' with a paddle. He loved it. I called him a boy, and misgendered him, I told him he was a naughty fakegirl and needed severe punishment for infiltrating women's spaces. All of this didn't offend him at all, hence you can tell he wasn't really a girl. Just a perverted boy who begged too loud for blockers and hormones. I managed to make 'Hannah' cum so many times he passed out. The next morning he woke up to a needle getting injected straight into his cock. I shushed him as he woke up, and told him it was testosterone. He was blushing so badly, but he couldn't control his perverted brain. All he had to do was say no. But he stared at the needle, already piercing his rock-hard cock, and nodded for me to do it. To detransition him for being such a bad boy.

It's amazing how quickly Hank gave up being a girl. He made a hasty post on social media about detransitioning as he posted a vid of himself jerking off, telling his friends and family to stop calling him Hannah and to use he/him pronouns, that he's sorry he pretended to be a girl and promised to get his embarrassingly oversized 'breasts' removed asap. His family didn't seem the least bit surprised, several said they knew he was going to detrans sooner or later. Now Hank is my very own personal pig. He's only allowed to cum if I tell him, if he he has an accident I punish him and put him in a cock cage, and I don't let my piggy eat my pussy out for a whole week. You should watch him salivate when he sees what a real woman has. Instead when he's being punished I make him overeat for my amusement. My piggy is getting so fat, and so accustomed to my favorite forms of punishment I might have to think of things more extreme. I'm already having fun paddling and smacking his moobs, punishing him for daring to grow back a set of tits. He grovels and apologizes. I might have to take away his privilege of getting ass fucked by me every night before bed with the biggest strap on I can find if he goes up anymore cup sizes. He'd be so upset but I can't have my piggy getting off on growing back a pair of tits, it's simply unacceptable!"

[enh4s]

Tinder Date

╰┈➤ genre: smut

╰┈➤ pairing: tinder date! heeseung, female reader

╰┈➤ warnings: smutty smut, minors please leave this page asap, breeding, degrading kink, spitting kink, fingering, y/n is on birth control

╰┈➤ words: about 1900

╰┈➤ authors note: it's my first time posting a full one shot here so don't judge me too much kudasai?? you can request anything you want me to write about, inbox is open 🫶 I know I'm not the best creator on this planet but yeah I'm just doing it for fun, also if there's any grammar mistake which is possible, I'm sorry for that but English isn't my first language T_T have a nice time reading it tho!

Just an hour till you finally meet this boy you’ve met on tinder two weeks ago. At the first sight, you knew that this boy is DEFINITELY your type. His black hair, beautiful smile, and the smirk he got on one of those pics made your imagination run. 

Your phone buzzed and you instantly watched the screen.

Heeseung: Hey princess, I’ll be at your place in 30 minutes if it’s okay with you?

Fuck, boy, it was okay. You brushed your hair and finished your makeup, so you could sit on your bed and think about him a little longer. These two weeks of just texting were incredible, you had a lot of topics to talk about, he was the type of gentleman, but also had that flirty side you loved. You blushed at your phone as a young girl with her first crush, just because he said you look beautiful in a picture you’ve sent him.

You were about to go with him just for a trip around the city, maybe to take a walk around one of the amusement parks next to the city.

Your phone buzzed again. 

Heeseung: I’m here, come downstairs, beautiful girl ;)

You quickly put on shoes, and walked down to see him. 

He was really standing there, in front of his matte black car, with one hand in the pocket of his jeans, and the other one holding a rose for you.

You blushed again at the little gift. He gave you a warm hug, before he opened the car door for you. 

He sat next to you.

-So, beautiful, what amusement park do you want to visit today? I was thinking about having ice cream near the city, what do you think? -he asked.

You were amazed by his in-real-life look. He was even more handsome than these pictures and videos he sent.

You shake your head, asking.

-What? -you felt kind of stupid now, but it wasn’t your fault your tinder date happened to be the god like figure named Lee Heeseung.

He definitely knew what he was doing before he used the perfumes that everyone can smell from kilometers. 

He gave you a small laugh, before he asked again.

-I asked where do you want to go princess, because I’m in the mood for an ice cream date.

You just nodded your head before he laughed again. 

He loved the way you were shy and nervous all of the sudden when he met your eyes. 

Heeseung played some chill music and the adventure started.

He looked so handsome while driving, fully focused on the road, but had enough time to hold your thigh.

When you finally were at the planned spot, he again opened the door for you. 

You felt more relaxed after spending time in the car with him. You both again started to talk a lot, just like you texted each other. He bought ice cream for you as planned. Such a good start to the date. 

You can’t get your eyes out of him, so does he. It was the chemistry you needed to feel with someone. 

-It’s getting late, and you have to go to work tomorrow, why shouldn’t I drive you home? -He asked with a little smirk on his face.

-Yeah, that would be really nice of you. -You answered, winking at him.

You knew you wanted to do it. In your bed. Or in the kitchen. Or even on the floor. Or in his car… You felt the sexual tension which was built between you two. 

You were walking back to the car, next to each other. His hand casually wrapped around your waist. There were only you two, a dark parking lot, and a few lanterns next to the road. 

When you finally went inside, you opened your mouth to say something, but he stopped you. 

-Hey, are you cold? Your hands are all red. I told you the evenings are colder now. -He said, scolding you a little bit. 

-Maybe you told me something like this, but maybe I did it on purpose so you can make me warm now? -You answered, kissing your teeth. 

-So you want me to tell you that you're a bad girl? -He asked with a questioning face, even if he already knew the answer. 

-Heeseung, make me warm, now. 

He didn't think about it twice. The date was amazing, so it deserved an even better ending. He pulled you for a deep, sloppy kiss. 

You were so needy for him. Since you first saw him on this dating app you promised to yourself you'll never open again, you knew you needed him. The quick sexting chats you did with him was on another level. You wanted him to destroy you.

-It was so long since I had sex. -You whispered between the kisses. 

-Oh, so this is your way to make yourself warm? Acting like a slut in a stranger's car? 

He was now incredibly close, your head on the window, you opened your legs for him to get a better access. He could now see your panties because of the skirt you were wearing.

-Someone's love to be treated like a princess and then being railed? -He pointed at the wet stain formed between your legs. 

You wanted to scream, to beg him to do something with the mess your pussy made.

-Heeseung, please, just… -You moaned, when he pushed your panties to the side, exploring your folds. 

-You're so fucking wet. Were you like this for the past two weeks? We should meet earlier then. I didn't know you're that horny to feel my dick inside of you. 

You made a loud moan when he slid one of his fingers inside. They were so long, so slender, so perfect to reach your perfect spots. 

You opened your legs even more, pushing yourself deeper on his finger. 

He held your leg to make it more comfortable for you, while he decided to add another one finger inside. 

You were a moaning mess on the passenger seat, in the parking lot, where everyone could hear you. But it was too good to even care about it. You loved every single second this boy fingered you. 

He curled his fingers, and did a few more pushes. You were only louder and louder, digging your nails into his arm. 

-It's too early to cum, little slut. Wants me to mark you as my own, am I right? Now mouth open, princess. 

You did as he wished. You showed him your tongue, with half closed eyes, deep breathing was heard between soft whimpers. 

He closes his face to yours, now only millimeters were between you. You looked right into his eyes, they darkened while watching your fucked up face. He moved his hand to your neck, casually tightening the grip. 

Suddenly you felt his saliva on your tongue, going down to your chin. 

-I forgot to tell you that you have to swallow it all. Not even a single drop can go out of your pretty lips. You can just imagine you're swallowing my cum right now, because today it's not what I'll give to you. 

You nodded your head, waiting for him to spit into your mouth once again. He did. But your tongue was too far, to swallow it all in one take. That one, single drop, moved under your lips. 

He slapped your face and how awful it would be in someone's eyes, you loved it. You loved the way he treated you right now, and how he treated you three hours ago. Find a man who can do both, they said. 

-You're fucking dripping right now. You really like it when someone's treats you like a dumb fuck doll, huh? 

He slapped your pussy and you made the loudest whimper you could at that time. 

He did it a few more times before he pulled you again for a kiss. 

The words can't explain how needy and erotic this kiss was. You felt like a porn star in this scene. If this was recorded, you could be a millionaire right now. 

You reached to his belt, finally unzipping his jeans. He helped you by bucking his hips up. You did it with his boxers as well. 

You couldn't wait any longer for him, so did he. He helped you climb on him, stroking his dick a few times before he pulled his dick inside. 

You were definitely not ready for how big he was, letting a small cry escape your lips. 

He pushed his whole dick inside of you, but not moving for a minute to let you adjust to his size. You were kissing the whole time, he let you decide when you were ready for him to fuck you. 

You moved your ass up and down with your eyes rolled back to your head. His hand slapped your butt, while another one was choking you. 

Your clit was so sensitive, so every touch with his abdomen made you crazy. 

-What a little doll, so needy, huh? You love my dick don't you? I knew you'll be in heaven. Don't stop baby doll, cum when I'm inside. I want you to clench around me like a good slut you are. 

He tightens the grip on your neck even harder. Your vision was blurry now, your legs were only weaker and weaker. 

When he saw that, he let your neck free, so you could finally catch a proper breath. You choke on the sudden feeling of air again, despite the only smell you could get in this car was the smell of sex and his perfumes. 

He was now fucking you so you could have kind of rest, bouncing your ass on his length. 

You felt your orgasm coming, when he hit your g-spot a few times. 

-Fuck, Heeseung, I'm..  I'm gonna cum, can I? Please, don't fucking stop, fuck, please, make me cum.

-What a desperate little thing. Cum for me baby doll. You were so good for me, letting me not go easy on you. 

You reached your high after his words, digging your nails incredibly hard on his back, hugging him like you were scared he's gonna leave you when you cum with him inside.

You clenched really well around him, giving him even more friction. He loved how warm and thigh you were. He could fuck you for hours, he already imagined where you can do it next time. 

-Heeseung, cum inside of me. Please. Please do it. I want to feel your cum inside. -You begged. You begged him to do it and you wished he would agree to do that. 

And he did. He did his final thrusts, exploding inside of you. His groans were so hot, like music to your ears. 

You were breathing so loud that you could wake up a corpse. 

He moved your hair behind your ear, and kissed you, more romantically this time. 

-I didn't know you'd really love calling you a slut that much. -He laughed, pulling his dick out of you. 

The white sperm was draining from your hole, and you wished this moment would last forever.

-I did. Thank you for that, Heeseung. -You smiled shyly.

-Don't be shy beautiful girl, you weren't that shy 5 minutes ago. -He winked. 

-Now we're really going home, I think you're warm enough now. -He continued. 

You were too tired to even respond, so you collapsed on the passenger seat. 

He was driving you home and looked at your sleeping figure in his car, smiling to himself. He was definitely planning the second date.

[taeraeszn]

i know requests are closed so no rush of course. just leaving this here so i won’t forget the idea. but could you do zb1 reacting to you getting stood up on a date and what they do?

how does zb1 react to you getting stood up on a date?

hi anon!! i'm sorry this request took so long to get to but here it is! also i'm assuming that they weren't the ones who stood you up since i got another request with them standing you up lol. i decided to alter some of them or else they would've been a bit repetitve :)

also can i just mention how excited i am for their concept teasers??? i'm so thrilled!!! i love our boys so much and i can't wait for their debut <3

warnings: mentions of break up, just all in all mostly sad but happy endings :) lmk if there is any more you would like me to add

kim jiwoong

you had matched with someone on tinder a few days ago and were already planning on meeting up with them

but jiwoong felt that something was fishy about this, he didn't trust this person you were always telling him about

but it was also because he was really jealous about your relationship with them.

deep down he wanted the same thing with you but you two had a close friend relationship for years and he didn't want to ruin that

so comes the day where you have to meet up with this person and they don't even end up coming to the restaurant. you were left there sitting by yourself, the waiters giving you looks as well as the visitors.

you got up to leave and just then a massive rainfall came pouring down.

"great..." you muttered. you pulled out your phone to call jiwoong and ask him for a ride, but he was puzzled as you walked out alone rather than with your date

"where's your date?" he asked as you sat in the shotgun seat

"never showed up." his eyes widened, ready to already confront the person

"WHAT? why?" you shrugged, "I'm not sure. I sat there waiting for hours and they never messaged or call to tell me."

he sighed then started his car, "let's go somewhere."

"huh?" he softly grabbed your hand and started driving with his other hand

"you and me. let's go on a date instead. you deserve so much better than what that idiot did."

rest of the members are under the cut!

zhang hao

while at your university campus, a person you've never met before approached you and asked if you wanted to go out somewhere

you were conflicted with what to say but decided why not? you agreed and set up a time and place for your date

when you first got there, your heart was pounding and you were constantly messaging hao about what was happening. but weirdly, the person never showed up. in fact, when you tried to call them, you noticed that they had actually blocked your number

with your last message to hao, you told him that you got stood up and headed out to the bus station. hao said it was totally fine for you to come over to his place for some comfort and you couldn't have asked for anything else

when you knock on the door, he's already there and takes you to his living room

"thank you hao..." you mumble, he rubs your shoulder

"it's nothing. that loser doesn't know how good they had it, finding someone as great as you."

your cheeks heated up as you smiled at his comment

"you compliment me too much." you replied, his expression suddenly changed and he held your hand

"because you are great. in fact...i was crushing on you too for a while. i wanted you to feel the same way but you found someone else." your eyes widened

"really hao?" he nodded, "really." he repeated. you then shifted to be closer to him and rest your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arm around him too

"then do you want to try, with us this time?" you asked. he smiled and kissed your forehead gently, "of course."

sung hanbin

getting ready and making yourself look presentable went to waste after you were left stranded by your so called date

they were a senior in your university who you had been talking with during a few classes, but they and hanbin never really got along with each other

you were the one who introduced them to each other but hanbin had a bad feeling from the start

and his gust instinct was correct after you were stood up by your date, when he got your call, he already knew what had happened and quickly drove to pick you up (i'm imagining hanbin driving with one hand and squealing rn)

you two ended up heading to a park for a fresh breath of air with popsicles in your hands, hanbin wanted to make your day better

"i don't get it, we've been talking for a while and suddenly i got stood up? i've always wanted to experience love and yet this happens..."

that's when hanbin stopped eating his popsicle and turned to face you

"you can experience love, i've always been here with you, constantly in awe at how much of an amazing person you are. and if they can't see that and instead leave you stranded, then i can be the person who can help you experience love."

you looked up at hanbin, mouth in a small "O" shape as you took in what he said

"h-hanbin are you being serious?" you asked, he nodded

"i am. believe me."

seok matthew

matthew walked in with kimchi fried rice on a plate with some other food as side dishes. he was the first person to know of what happened and immediately came over to your house

he sat down next to you and gently rubbed your shoulder

"(name), i'm sorry for what happened."

"but you didn't even do anything matthew." you responded, he shrugged

"still! getting stood up is like one of the worst things ever. also seeing how they posted on their story as if nothing had happened irritates me even more." you chuckled at how cute matthew looked when his brows were furrowed

"it's okay matt. it's just nice to have you next to me now."

he turned on the tv to access netflix and choose a drama for you to watch

"want to take your mind off? we could rewatch business proposal!" your eyes lit up as you eagerly nodded

"yes! yes! turn it on!" he did as you said and it went straight to episode 3, where you two were last time you decided to rewatch it

in the midst of the silence, you shifted closer to matthew and rested your head on his chest, feeling the warmth. you were always thankful for matthew and his ability to make you feel better

"thank you matt, i know i can always count on you."

kim taerae

you had been with your partner for a while and today was your anniversary with them, you planned out the place and pretty much everything for your special day

but unfortunately, you got stood up by your partner. to make matters even worse you then went over to their place only to see them kissing someone that wasn't you

worst part was that they didn't even deny it and just straight up told you that they wanted to break up

needless to say you felt hurt, as you walked back home, you got a call from your close friend taerae and picked it up

"hey! how was your anniversary date?" he asked excitedly. you felt like crying and he could tell you sounded a bit shaky on the phone

"a-are you okay?" you took a deep breath before responding, "i just need some comfort."

"come over right now." he said before ending the call. you then walked to taerae's place and he didn't question you once and guided you to the living room

"i could tell that something happened." taerae began, "did they do something to you?"

and just like that you broke down completely, crying in taerae's arms about what had just happened

"that idiot! how could they..." you were basically raining on taerae's shirt with your tears that continuously flowed down

"i'm just so upset." you said, without hesitation, taerae left a kiss on your forehead then hugged you tightly

"don't worry your safe here. nobody can hurt you here." there, you realized that taerae was the person who was meant for you all along

you wrapped your arms around him, "thank you tae. i don't deserve you."

shen ricky

you were looking to start your new year with a blind date, hoping that the person you meet with will be someone who cherishes and loves you

however, that quickly went out of the picture when your blind date didn't bother to show up, only leaving you a text saying that they suddenly had "plans" at the exact same time and date as your blind date

it was obviously an excuse not to come but you felt hurt as you put a lot of effort to make yourself look presentable

ricky was the first person you reached out to following the "date" and he said to come over to the dorms as the members had just ordered dinner

when you arrived, the members greeted you as they knew you were close friends with ricky. there they had pizza spread out on the dining table with everyone digging in to eat

as you sat next to ricky, he noticed you weren't indulging into the food like the rest of the members and slightly nudged you

"c'mon, try some." you shook your head, "i don't know, i'm just sad."

he rested his hand on yours, rubbing yours with his thumb

"there are plenty of fishes in the sea (name), trust me, you will meet someone who will sweep you off your feet."

"thanks ricky, i really appreciate your kind words." you smiled, gyuvin then handed ricky a plate for you to use.

"now will you eat?" he chuckled, you nodded and grabbed the last few slices

maybe this was better than being on that blind date, being with ricky's close friends and members

kim gyuvin

at the art exhibit, you were waiting on your date and continuously checked the time on your phone

you were losing hope on your date showing up as it had been nearly an hour of you walking around by yourself, they didn't even inform you of anything that had popped up or otherwise you wouldn't have been this nervous

the hour mark approached and that's when you lost hope, just then, a hand began poking you and you turned around to see...gyuvin?

"gyu? what are you doing here?" he chuckled and look around, "well, you told me that you'd inform me of when your date arrived for safety measures but then you didn't."

"yeah they never showed up." he pouted, "that sucks for them, missing out someone this amazing."

you softly nudged him as he flashed a smile, "stop it! but thanks for coming though. i probably looked so awkward just standing around here for an hour."

"don't worry, let's make this our own date then." he grabbed your hand and walked around the exhibit, "let's see, hmm, what do you want to check out?"

you slightly pointed at a painting on the other side of the room, "that one!"

"let's go then!" with his hand still interwined with yours, you walked there and began viewing it

even though things didn't work out the way you originally wanted to, gyuvin did a great job filling in as he came when you needed him

it made you wonder if this was what you needed all along, gyuvin to be yours

park gunwook

(wow another school themed one for the maknae line, who's shocked?? i promise i'll try and change it up soon)

well technically not a date per say, one of your classmates told you to come to the yard during lunch as they had something to tell you. they were someone you were crushing on for a while and you were thrilled that they finally noticed you

but it turned out to be a trick when you were left waiting there, feeling humiliated, you just wanted to cry

just then you heard footsteps trail behind you, "what are you doing? you've been standing there for like thirty minutes."

it wasn't your crush but rather gunwook! he was very popular and the class president in your homeroom

"oh-uh, well (crush's name) told me to come out here since he had something to tell me." you explained, still embarrassed by the event

he sighed, "don't trust them. they never follow up on promises and love to hurt people's feelings."

"oh is that so..." you mumbled.

"i'm sorry that happened to you. do you need anything to feel better?"

you shrugged and began walking back to the school building, "i just feel so stupid right now."

gunwook looked at you with sympathy in his eyes, "y'know what? let me treat you, want to go to that restaurant nearby for something quick to grab?"

you felt the corner of your lips go up at his words, "i would love that. thank you gunwook."

"quick! then our next class will start soon!" you two rushed to the restaurant while laughing

han yujin

the park was filled with people who came to relax outside, dogs were running around and so were kids who went to the playground. you were sitting on a bench waiting for a special someone to come, you had confessed to your crush and they agreed to meet up with you

but your worries of them not coming increased, with every minute, no one came. the sun was beginning to go down and a bunch of kids left the park with their parents as well as the dogs too

you were fiddling with your fingers out of boredom when one of the students in your class who was playing soccer from before approached you

"hey (name), what are you doing here?" it happened to be han yujin who was extremely popular at your school

"i dunno, my crush said we could meet up here."

"who?" you said the name and he seemed a bit taken aback by who you said

"them? but they're already dating someone else from what i heard?" your eyes widened. "what?! so they saw my confession and tricked me into coming here?"

it was honestly quite embarrassing being next to yujin and feeling as if your about to break down into tears

after a moment of silence, you stood up, "well, i guess i'll head home now."

he then grabbed your wrist lightly, "wait!" he shyly looked down, "i'll walk with you, just so your safe."

"thank you." you two began heading home together and with yujin's presence, you felt much more safer, though he didn't say much

you finally made it to your front door, thanking him once again, he left. but even still, you wanted to see him again. he made your heart flutter more than even your crush. it was then that you gained a new crush

[littleskeletonprincessss]

Friends - SwaggerSouls x Reader

This might be a little OOC but eh

"Stand by your man And show the world you love him Keep giving all the love you can Stand by your man"

You groaned as you turned off the music softly playing from your laptop speakers. It seems like all life had done lately was remind you of the sad reality that is unrequitedly loving your best friend.

Swagger and you had first met after matching on Tinder, a desperate need for a release for both of you after another Valentines Day spent alone. But you'd hit it off better than you thought but just as friends, much to your chagrin.

Friends to lovers may have been one of your favorite tropes but boy did it not happen in real life. Years later and here you were still pining away while he fell in love with another girl. But you wouldn't ruin it for him. It's not like you were secretive about your feelings at the beginning, but you chose to ignore them the same way he did, because you were 'his best friend' and he 'didn't know what he'd do without you'. So you'd always been that supportive friend, and it helped to see that he was happy with her.

Until he wasn't.

"We broke up." Swagger said, once you opened the door, after banging enough to distract you from the project you'd been working on.

His words threw you into a stupor, not knowing how to respond.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

You shook yourself awake, your friendly duties taking over.

"I'm so sorry, Swagger. Are you okay?"

"I - yeah I guess, I just - I don't know what happened, I thought everything was okay and then she just out of nowhere-" his story began to fall onto half deaf ears as you wrapped your arms around him, hoping to stop the tears beginning to form in his eyes. On one hand he was your best friend and you felt terrible for him, the fact that he was hurting. He really loved her, he'd even told you he was thinking about proposing, unknowingly shattering your heart into even smaller pieces. On the other hand, and this made you sick to your stomach, part of you was - happy and hopeful. While sober you had never brought up your feelings once he'd started dating her, drunk you wasn't so scared. Maybe he was just being nice because you were actually fucked, but he'd said maybe if things were different and they weren't together-

You rubbed his back as he hugged you, pushing all those thoughts to the back of your mind and focusing on him.

"Swagger, you are so amazing, and smart, and funny...and you care so much about your friends. Any girl would be so lucky to have you."

"You're just saying that."

"Swagger. I don't think you understand how easy you can turn my bad day around. You don't understand how if anything happened to our relationship I wouldn't know what do with myself. You're such a big part of my life and forever will be." You spoke honestly, even if you didn't have feelings for him, every word ringing with truth.

"Everything you said- that's how I feel about her."

And there it was. In that sentence every shred of hope left you, the conclusions that you'd never be the one for him.

You gave him a small smile and hugged him again before giving him the remote and asking what he wanted for dinner, playing it up that you were going to spend the night relaxing and not thinking about it anymore that night.

After he went home the next morning you made a promise to yourself to try and move on from Swagger. It wasn't fair to keep hurting yourself by loving someone who didn't love you back the same way, and to do that you had to distance yourself.

You stopped being the first to send a text to start the conversation. And then moved to shorter answers. It wasn't enough for you to come off as rude, and you thought you did a pretty good job of being subtle about it.

"Are you okay?"

The message stared up at you, making you wonder if you hadn't been as slick as you thought.

"What do you mean?"

"You've been quiet lately. Did I do something wrong?"

"I'm fine"

"No, I know you better than that. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Swagger."

Your phone rang.

"Answer" you received after pressing the ignore button. You didn't think you'd be able to hide it well if you talked to Swagger, not that he thought something was up.

"Swagger, I'm fine."

"Dammit, I'm worried about you. Tell me what's wrong."

Swagger knew how to push your buttons and one of them was being told what to do when you didn't want to.

"Leave it, Swagger."

"Tell me."

"I'm tired of this, okay? I'm tired of pretending like I'm not in love with you! Like I haven't been since we first met. And I'm tired of my feelings not being returned. Do you know how bad it'd always hurt when you talked about how you felt about her? Oh God, when you said you were going to propose I thought I'd start crying right there. And I don't know if i can do this anymore, Swagger."

You pressed send and immediately turned your phone volume down, tossing it to the side as you pulled your pillow close, burying your head as you let loud sobs rip through you.

It hurt so much once you'd put everything out there. Now there was no feigning ignorance, he knew how you felt and would have to let you down gently.

Hours passed since you'd sent your possibly final message to Swagger, made clear by the moonlight shining through your window. You must have cried yourself to sleep.

Sitting up you rubbed the sleep and dried tears from your face, seeing your phone laying on the bed next to you. Terrifying curiosity getting the better of you, you flipped it over and turned on the screen.

17 Missed Calls 49 New Messages

A knock startled you, and when you opened the door the last person you wanted to see stared back at you.

"You don't want to love me."

Your response came also in a whisper.

"Yes I do."

Swagger stepped inside and shut the door behind him.

"You deserve someone so much better than me."

"There's no one better."

He stepped closer again, this time a hand came up to stroke your cheek with the back of his knuckles.

"Say it again."

"I love you."

Swaggers lips pressed against yours almost before you could finish the words, and it was everything you'd wanted it to be. The first time you'd kissed had been rushed, and uncaring. This one was full of passion and feeling and - love. Swagger loved you. And you loved him. You knew that this wasn't going to be as easy as immediately dating, but for now this would be enough for you.

[musings-of-a-rose]

This idea is in my mind, I think since, I saw Triple Frontier, and it was Pedro's first work that, I watched, and was love at first sight.

The root of idea was something, like reader being the Millers' cousin, I think, it's too cliché for my taste, I don't mind, people like that way.

First, you can answer this question in private or message me. You don't care if reader is, like 26 or 27 years? I'm 27 years old, I know, it's a BIG age difference, I feel more comfortable reading stories that, the reader is in same age group as mine, 20 to 29 years old. I notice that, writers over thirty, they don't seem to enjoy writing with female readers in that age group.

Well, let's forget about Tinder, if they met at a coffee shop, several times, until she got nerve to ask him, if he wants to go to dinner as a date. But that's not idea. Now, we jump to about four years later, they live together and they have a little boy, I thought Nicholas, you can change, if you want a girl. It's Thanksgiving, one of her two older sisters tells them that, as their mother went away on a trip, she thought about inviting Ben and Wil too, so they could have dinner with them. While two play with little boy on porch, the Millers are watching three of them, Ben, even trying playing with three, as Nicholas is a little child, he gets shy. Her sister arrives with an old friend, reader doesn't remember her, having seen her, rarely in childhood. They notice that, her friend seems to have seen a ghost. The reader undoes that, she needs to get one blanket for Nicholas, she follows voices, down hall to living room. She listens to their conversation, she hears her sister commenting that, she suspected that, she knew Frankie, when her little sister introduced him to family, her friend said, that she was in love with him at school, they were a few years younger than him. She gets it all wrong, at dinner, everyone notices that, reader is grumpy about something, she just answers yes or no, when someone asks her something, even Ben jokes with her, but Wil defends her from his brother, Frankie hides his laugh. Nicholas looks chuckling, they notice, only he makes her giggle. When they get home, after her sister convinces her to leave Nicholas with her, two begin to argue about her sister's friend, Frankie said that, he knew her, through halls of school, however, he never knew anything about her feelings for him. Well, Frankie shows how he loves and desires her, in sex for them to make up.

Sorry, so many details, I can never not say more than I should, thank you very much, in advance. ❤️ Xxxx

Then and Now 

Pairing: Frankie Morales x f! Miller Cousin reader

Word Count: 1500+

Rating: Mature - 18+ ONLY!

Warnings: Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story. 

Notes: Sorry this took so long to get to! My brain is not operable on most days. This wasn’t beta’d and I changed a couple small details. I hope that’s ok!

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My cousin Benny dragging me to a coffeehouse in the middle of the day should’ve been uneventful. He wasn’t boring by any means, but something as routine as grabbing a cup of coffee should’ve just been a typical day.

Except today, I met my soul mate.

Frankie Morales, bff to my cousin in Delta Force, was waiting for us when we got there, his eyes bright and brown and his smile lighting up the entire room, an electric shock winding its way through my body with his soft but firm handshake. I’m not entirely sure what he talked about that day as I spent most of it just in awe of him. But apparently I said something he liked because he showed up the next few times that Benny and I went to grab coffee, which happened to be a few times within a week. 

I knew what Benny was doing, smirking between Frankie and I as I finally loosened up enough to start laughing and joking with him, sometimes turning the conversation to more serious topics. He seemed to hang on every word I said, as I did the same to him, but when it came time to leave, he’d turn pink and shake my hand, rubbing the back of his neck or lifting his cap to run fingers through his hair before departing. It would be 3 weeks before I worked up enough nerve to ask him to dinner.

And here we are, 4 years later with a 2 year old boy, Nicholas. 

My parent’s house was always busy during the holidays and this Thanksgiving was no exception. My mom had invited our cousins, Benny and Will, as their parents were out of town on some cruise and my older sisters were inviting boyfriends and friends. Benny and Will took to Nicholas quickly, playing and chasing him around as he squeals with laughter, my mom scolding Benny when he nearly knocks her over in the kitchen as he bolts after Nicholas. 

A knock on the door prompts my eldest sister to leave the madness of the kitchen. I have no idea how she heard it over the amount of sounds and squeals coming from Ben and Nic, but a few moments later, she walks back in the kitchen accompanied by her friend…I want to say..Grace? I vaguely remember her face from my childhood, never seeing her long enough before my sister would slam her bedroom door in my face or they’d both race out the front door and head off to wherever they had plans. 

“Everyone, this is Grace. Grace, this is everyone. You remember my sister-” Grace nods at me and I nod back politely. 

“-and her long term boyfriend, Frankie.”

All the color drains from Grace’s face when she looks at Frankie. A cry of “MOMMMA!” pulls me from this conversation and I’m forced to leave the kitchen to take care of a crying Nicholas, who had run head first into the bannister when trying to escape from Benny.

“ ‘m sorry! He just runs so fast I couldn’t grab him in time.”

I wave him off. “It’s ok, Ben. It’s nothing a fancy bandage won’t solve.”

I get Nicholas to the upstairs bathroom where it’s quieter and fish a superhero bandage from my purse. After cleaning the minor cut, I put on the bandage and Nicholas admires it in the mirror, laughing when Benny picks him up and hauls him away down the stairs. I take a few minutes to clean the area and just take in the lessened noise when I hear my sister speaking to Grace in the hallway. 

“Frankie has really grown up,” Grace speaks quietly to my sister.

“Mmhmm. So funny he ended up in the same unit with my cousins.”

“Yeah…you know, I had such a crush on him in high school.”

“Not a crush, Grace. You were in love with him!”

“Sshh! I mean…yeah I was but there’s no way he would’ve gone out with me. I was just a shy freshman and he was a senior.”

“Didn’t you used to doodle his name all over your notebook?”

“Shut up!”

Their voices grew louder and then fade away as they pass the bathroom and head back downstairs. What the fuck was that? Not only did Grace know Frankie, my Frankie, but she was in love with him? How come my sister never mentioned she knew Frankie from school? Were they friends?

I quickly finish cleaning and head back downstairs, intending on questioning my sister, but I was cut off by my mother shoving plates of food at me and telling me to set the table. Impossible to say no to, I take the plates from my mom and help her, everyone piling in for dinner shortly after. 

I’m quiet during dinner, trying to process everything I just heard. Why did Frankie never mention that he knew my sister in school? Was there something there? What about Grace?

After dinner, my mother and Nicholas team up and beg me to let him stay overnight, a Thanksgiving sleepover at Grandma’s. I have no energy to argue, my brain still overtaken with thoughts about life and so I give in. Nicholas already has a bag here and we can come get him in the morning. 

The ride home is quiet, Frankie chatting idly about the food and which pie he liked the best. I simply nod or make quiet noises, which eventually clues him in that I’m not fully listening.

“Are you ok, bonita?”

“Do you know Grace?”

He’s quiet a moment. “Grace?”

“My sister’s friend.”

“Oh, Grace. Yeah, I remember her from high school vaguely. I passed her in the halls a lot with your sister apparently.”

“How come you never mentioned knowing my sister?”

“I didn’t really. I never knew her name and I only passed them in the halls. Honestly, I never made the connection until tonight.”

“So you didn’t ever hook up or anything?”

Frankie laughs before he notices the look on my face. “You’re serious?”

“Yes.”

“No! I never knew their names. Someone may have told me at one point but I don’t remember.”

“So you didn’t notice Grace was in love with you?”

“What?”

I tell him everything I overheard in the hall and a look of realization washes over Frankie.

“Is this why you’re upset?”

I say nothing.

“Bonita, that was high school. I had no idea who they were, let alone that one of them was in love with me. I was focused on other things and going into the army.”

“You promise?”

“I do.”

We arrive at the house and I hop out, Frankie following me into the house, closing the door and locking it behind him. Before I can turn around, his large hands grip my hips tightly as he pulls me back into his chest, his nose nudging my head to the side so he can speak in my ear. 

"You are the only one for me, bonita."

He starts to kiss that spot on my neck that instantly makes me go weak and I moan into him. A deep chuckle puffs over my neck before his hands start to roam, fingers walking their way across my skin. His fingers find the hem of my dress and slide under it, rough skin gliding up my thighs. My breathing speeds up and I know he notices, my suspicion confirmed when his fingers trail lightly over my underwear, making my thighs twitch. 

He says nothing but continues to kiss at my neck, suckhaed enough to leave a mark as he dips below my panties, fingers tracing up the seam of me. Swallowing my moans as his lips find mine, he finds my clit and starts to rub slow circles there, occasionally sliding down, inching closer and closer to my hole with each drag of his finger. Once he does, he breaks the kiss, his own puff of air coming out as he feels how wet I am for him.

Impatience overtakes us both and as I bend forward over the back of the couch, Frankie yanks my underwear down to my ankles, the sound of a zipper quickly following as he shuffles up against me. I feel him line up with me before he quickly thrusts inside, crying out with me in pleasure at his abrupt entrance. 

My hand shoots out and I grab at his hips, desperately trying to get him to move. He takes the hint and pulls out, pushing back in at a rough pace, pushing the couch across the floor slightly in time with his hips. Neither of us says a word, the room filling with the sounds of pleasure and sex. 

His hand moves back between my thighs and he touches me exactly how he knows I need him and I plunge over the edge, tightening around him as I cry out his name, stars erupting behind my vision. It doesn't take him long before he follows, his hips sputtering against my ass as he spills himself inside me. 

His fingers still grip my hips, his breaths starting to even out with mine as we both start to come back to reality. He pulls out of me and I feel him dripping down the inside of my thighs. But before I can move, he’s kissing me, his hands gently holding my face as his thumbs caress my cheeks. He pulls back and the amount of love I feel pouring out of him nearly overwhelms me.

“I love you, bonita. You’re the only one for me.”

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pairing: Jung Hoseok x Female Reader word count: 1286 warnings: angst, fluff AO3 A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

You felt really stupid.

Like really, you couldn't've come up with a better idea to confess your feelings to your long-time crush than to get pissed drunk and just blabber away?

You had a really deep hatred for your past self is what you're trying to say.

You and Hoseok had met through a mutual friend and, suffice to say, it had been love at first sight.

Well, kinda. The first time you saw him you did think he was an incredibly attractive man, but that was about it, it wasn't until you spent more time together and actually got to know each other that your feelings started forming.

You kept your feelings a secret because you didn't know if he would reciprocate and you didn't want to get your heart broken.

Your friend called you a hypocrite for this because you always would say that, when it came to situations like this, that people just needed to put on their big boy pants and confess, even if there was a possibility of being rejected, it's no better to be safe than sorry. Of which you simply shrugged and respond with 'do what I say, not what I do'.

As you and Hoseok kept hanging out with each other, the rest of your friends were there too but they didn't matter much when it comes to the important mission you had of trying to find any hints that he liked you back.

You found none. You so just thought that he liked you as a friend, something that, although a bit hurtful, you were completely okay with, you just had to keep your feelings to yourself until they disappeared, you had even installed tinder to help, not that it did much, no man there could compare to Jung Hoseok.

And then the drunk night happen.

After since then you've just been hiding in your house, refusing to leave unless necessary and not talking to anyone, your family not counting. Your friend had come to check on you on multiple days but you still refused to open the door to them.

Right now you were in the kitchen, trying to decide what you wanted to have for dinner when you suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Moving to the door you checked the peephole, ready to tell whoever it was to get lost, but the words died in your tongue at the sight. Jung Hoseok himself was at your door, and it took everything in your being to not freak out.

With another knock, you composed yourself and tried to speak in a clear tone. "Who is it?"

"Hey it's Hoseok," you saw him scratch the back of his neck through the hole. "I was wondering if I could come in and we could talk."

"U-uh n-no," you looked around your house trying to come up with an excuse. "I'm uh, my apartment is kinda of a mess right now, and I'm in the middle of cooking dinner." you wanted to hit your head against the wall so much for not being able to come up with anything better than that.

"Okay…?" oh the poor thing, he sounded confused, probably because nothing you said could justify you not opening the door said a little voice inside of your head. "Listen can you just let me in so we can talk?"

"Hum… No. Listen, it would be better if you left,"

"Seriously?" you didn't need to see through the peephole to know he had a deadpanned look on his face. "Look, I'm not leaving until we talk."

"Then you're gonna have to talk through the door, cause I'm not opening it,"

With a deep sigh, Hoseok started pacing back and forth by your door, scratching the back of his head. With another sigh he stopped and turned to the door, his head hanging low. "You're really not gonna open the door?"

Your silence was all the answer he needed. Shaking his head Hoseok took a seat on the floor, his back leaning against your door. You felt bad for doing this to him, you really did, but you also knew that a part of you wouldn't be able to deal with the inevitable rejection that awaited you.

"Listen…," he started after a long silence. "I'm not going to deny that your confession didn't come as a surprise," you nodded at his words, even though he couldn't see it. "It came out of nowhere, and I think it's because, well," Hoseok scratched the back of his head, thinking of how to say his next words, ultimately deciding that it would be better to just remove the band-aid. "I didn't really see you as more than just a friend of a friend."

You felt tears starting to prickle in your eyes, not really surprised that he never thought of you in a romantic way, but that still didn't stop the hurt as you felt your heart break.

You opened your mouth, wanting to tell him to leave and to never talk to you again, but the only sound that came out of you was a sob. You fell to your knees, silently crying as to not wanting him to know the effect his words had. You couldn't even hate him for it, you couldn't force him to fall in love with you.

"After you confessed I started thinking about every moment we've spent together," he continued. "All of them now under a new light. And I couldn't stop thinking, 'How did I never notice it before?', it seemed so obvious." You kept quiet, your mind going back and forth between wanting him to stop talking and leave, and wanting him to continue.

At your lack of a response, Hoseok kept going. "I also isolated myself during that time, kinda like you're doing, and I started thinking about…" His voice drifts off. Neither of you said a word, silence filling the space between the two, waiting for the other to say anything.

After what felt like hours, you composed yourself and took a deep breath. "Thinking about what?" you said softly.

Hoseok took a deep breath before answering. "Like a said, I didn't see as more than a friend… But I'm not gonna deny that the thought of kissing you hasn't crossed my mind, even before you confessed."

Your eyes widen at his confession, pinching yourself in the arm to make sure you were actually awake. The fact that he had had such thoughts about you filled your heart with a little bit of hope.

Without thinking twice you opened the door, doing slowly so that Hoseok would take it as a sign to stand up instead of falling on his back. Standing face to face, taking each other's appearance, you felt your throat being incredibly dry. "So," you cleared your throat. "What does this mean now?"

He scratched the back of his head once more. "Well, I can't promise that my feelings for you are at 100% right now," he took a step in your direction. "But if I'd like to let us try and see where it goes if you're willing to try."

You thought about his words, appreciating that he had been honest with you. Weighing your options, you took a deep breath and nodded in agreement, a small smile appearing on your lips.

You started playing with your fingers, not exactly sure if wanted to go through with the thought you just had. "S-So, I was thinking," you cleared your throat. "That maybe, you'd want to help make and then stay for dinner?"

Hoseok gave you one of his smiles that made your heart skip a beat and butterflies fill in your stomach. "I'd like that."

[f0point5]

I was once sadly the Elliot of a situation lol. I met him on tinder, idk if he wanted something casual or a real relationship because it was my first (and last) time on tinder, he was older than me (I was 21 and he was 26) , honestly tinder suck for me but he was good looking and I went to met him and he was amazing super kind, handsome just a good vibe honestly, we keep seeing each other just for lunch or having some walk but it was kinda hard because his work keep him traveling, he could spent like two week in the city than travel for two more week to other countries etc. We didn't put ourselves labels but when we were like 4 months "together" he introduced me to his friends and oh boy lol so I met and everyone is lowkey rude to me and keep talking about his childhood bff, that she had knows him since forever, how much they match like I was some mistress getting in the way, I didn't make a big deal of it cause I'm just being chill plus atp we barely just kiss I feel like a married relationship of 20+ when he would come once in a while to see me because he was just busy with work and I was someone to relax, anyway I don't met with his friends anymore and for two months he stays in the country and we completely bond and I start to stay in his place and everything is great, he worked on finances and let me tell you that man was rich lol and loved to spoil me, everything was great but I knew I need to met this girl eventually specifically because even to I wasn't meeting his friends, he did and she was always there, I know because that women always call him and tell to 'ditch' me (in a playful way) to met with the people he had know since forever, I always heard his call cause he used the Bluetooth on the car so yeah lol. Anyway I went with him to met his friends and she was there, she was fine whatever but his friends keep that attitude and she would just go ☺ when they say that's stuff, my ex bf actually say that the better get used to me because he wasn't gonna let me go (obviously in a Friendly way) but they all get kinda salty. Moving forward they started to be at least kind to me and stopped the nonsense. Now here comes the drama after that week his bestie became unemployed and ask him to let her stay at his place, he accept and I was fine because he was barely in his apartment anyway but that women REFUSE to work like she just didn't want to and because he has money he started to pay her bills and shit, she completely move in with him and became 'roomies' and obviously we fight about it and he ended it all because 'we never were serious' and that was it, I made friendship with one of the girls his friend date and they aren't even together but he continues to try to date and she keep getting in his relationships. I would never recommend to date someone with a bestie that everyone wants them to date, thus was 5 years ago and to this date he ruins his relationships for her

Oh damn. I’m sorry that happened to you.

Got me feeling a little bad for Elliot rn not gonna lie…

Hopefully Y/N’s friends will be a little bit more mature in how they deal with Elliot…

[jonesyjonesyjonesy]

Good evening,

Since we're all part of the old man lovers club here, i have a question for you, and everyone else who it may interest (i actually would love to hear more people's opinions on this:)

I've recently matched with a man on tinder, now this is the first time I've started talking to a man (slightly) older than me. He is 48, and I'm 23.

Now the age difference to me doesn't fucking matter, we've hung out twice now, and i have truly never felt such a deep connection with someone ever, apart from my closest friend.

I told a friend of mine who i met with for a cup of coffee last week about this, they were happy for me, up untill they asked me about his age. I told them his age, and when i tell you, the pure disgust and discomfort i saw on their face, quite shocked me.

For me, age is just a number, and if it's a relation with two consenting adults, i don't see a reason with someone being 'too old' ever. But okay, not everyone thinks like this, and that's also okay.

So anyway, this is turning out to be way too long I'm sorry.

Now i don't mind what other people think about age differences and such, (i think the boys of Led can still get it as much as they could get it in the 70's :)

but since my friend reacted in such a way, I'm wondering what you lots think about age differences, what is the 'line'? What is appropriate or not.

I always used to say, 'as long as he's younger than my dad', as a joke, but i don't think it's a joke anymore. :))

Okay peace OUT!!

I love you

Oh anon yes...the older man irl debacle.

I don't think age is just a number...but how much that actually matters TOTALLY depends on the people and how willing they are to meet each other where they are at in their life experiences.

I think my opinion has changed on this since my early twenties. I feel like a completely different person than I was even just three years ago. That being said, your twenties are like second puberty.

My ex-boyfriend was 11 years older than me - I was in my early 20s, him in his early 30s. We got on in so many wonderful ways (which I tend not to dwell on due to the trauma I am still overcoming from that relationship). But he wasn't as mature as his age indicated to me in the beginning. We were developmentally on the same level. In fact, I was more mature.

However, my life experience was so severely different than his, not just because I come from a privileged background (relative to many), but because I was younger and hadn't experienced a lot of life yet. Now, just a few years later, I've matured a ton and stepped into a completely new chapter. I wasn't able to do that growing with him.

Since my relationship ended, I've been on dates with guys as young as 23 and as old as 57. I'm currently talking to a guy much older than me. You vibe with who you vibe with, plain and simple.

You just have to leave room for each others' journeys. On one hand, younger partners need to be respectful of life already lived and on the other, older partners need to be respectful of a life being lived (not to imply anyone older has stopped living life). These age gaps can turn dangerously parental.

I know people who think even a ten year age difference is too much. My roommate has grimaced when I say I'm going out with a guy in his thirties, even though someone who is 33 is only 6 years older than me. I understand from the aspect of gender dynamics that sometimes it can feel like older men are leveraging their privilege against younger women. But we also can't ignore pervasive ageism (in both directions).

It boils down to this: different strokes for different folks.

People are always going to yuck your yum. If it's going well and you both are feeling it, that's amazing. Cherish that. As long as you feel safe and happy in your relationship with this guy and it continues to grow that way, that's all that matters. And fuck the haters. Periodt.

Tl;dr: If John Paul Jones showed up at my door and wanted to bang, I'd say yes. Live your life gurlina.

[expatesque]

Aug 2021 I broke up with my bf (he actually cheated on me and I discovered it from an IG post of his with his new gf, it was horrible), who basically love bombed me. I did block him *everywhere* and never spoke to him again, but I found myself to be incapable of trusting any men. I am not in the financial position rn to start therapy but I've been trying my best to work on this issue and one of the things I did was downloading Tinder and going on dates (I always made clear that I wasn't looking for anything serious). The thing is,bI met this guy right off the bat in Sept: he's from my hometown (in Italy) but he moved to Stockholm for work one month after our first date. At first I wasn't that interested in him but we kept on texting and seeing eachother every time we came back home for holidays and and I slowly realised I actually liked him. He visited me where I live and last Feb I even went to visit him in Stockholm. We did agree that we were fbw but rn I'm so confused about what we are, what I feel and what he feels. I plan to talk to him openly this Easter when he comes back but I'm terrified both of commitment and of being rejected. Still, I really want to talk. Any advice? Sorry for any mistakes, English isn't my first language.

Your English is fabulous, no need to apologize! First of all, I'm so sorry that happened to you with your ex, that's awful. It's really reasonable that that incident left you with trust issues. But I think the question really boils down to: how much power are you willing to continue to give him?

It's clear you need to clarify things with the new boy, and you know that. You deserve to be happy and get what you want, and you also know that.

By letting what happened in the past hold you back, you're continuing to give power to your shitty ex. I know there's a lot of people who would tell you to forgive and move on here, but I propose a different approach: get mad instead. He did something awful to you, that you didn't deserve. Are you going to let him ruin something else that could be special now?

Forge your own life in spite of what he did. Be so fucking happy, and let that be a 'screw you' to him. Live the full, joyous life that you deserve, and be finally, completely free of him.

[tkeyahwrotethis]

been in mommy bliss and college girl mode all week so I haven't written anything new yet. I've been journaling a lot.

I have lots of inspiration to choose from between my guy friends and group therapy with other single moms.

Just a bit of my real in person life for a second.

I finally feel closure and I'm able to move on from the dumpster fire of my baby daddy.

I matched with this photographer on tinder who is kinda famous in Brooklyn but also has a house in the burbs out here where I live. He's a single dad to a biracial child, so I didn't have to wonder if he liked Black girls or not and he is such an active father. I personally knew we could never date because he usually does photoshoots for half naked (or butt ass naked) instagram baddies and the way my jealousy is set up....

but I like his art, his passion for film and color, and his vision for his models. he could DRESS for a white boy.

anyways, we met for coffee at Starbucks, it's not my usual spot. I told my family I was going grocery shopping, so I had a few hours to spare. The conversation went really well in Starbucks and I started drinking his coffee by accident lol he told me take the coffee to go and we went to his car in the parking lot.

he told me his bm was still really young and just dropped his son off one day and never came back. She still wants to party and be on the scene and in a new relationship. His parents (these elderly white people) keep his son here in the burbs when he has to be on the scene in the studio in Brooklyn.

We talked about really heavy topics about what it means to raise biracial children in America. How scary it is to be new parents and single parents.

THEN THE COMPLIMENTS STARTED ROLLING IN

as my first coffee date postpartum he was making me feel so sexy and so beautiful I was blushing so much. I didnt feel like someone's mom or insecure about my body. The eye contact was really nice and I just felt seen. Then he asked if he could kiss me and I didn't know what to say no one ever asked to kiss me before so I was like idk, no. and he was like well can you kiss me? and I said maybe ... where?? and he was like my neck. So I started kissing him on his neck then I started licking the tattoos on his neck. then we kissed.

He kept tryna get me to the backseat but I was like I'm someone's mother... and he would respond and be like and? i'm someones father and we'd have a little laugh. Then idk I just.. panicked. I started hysterically crying and I told him I felt really guilty dating with a baby at home and Im genuinely not sure why my baby father doesn't fuck with me. I always wanted a family and he ruined that for me.

HE WAS SOOOO UNDERSTANDING

he was like im in the same boat with you. I don't want little 3-6 month situationships. I want a family with my bm but they don't want us, and we deserve love we don't deserve to be lonely so we still have to try and keep putting ourselves out there. then he hugged me deeply. I felt like ruined the date so I was like gotta go im so sorry and I just kinda left things a bit awkward but yeah... hopefully I don't cry on my next date wtf.

[beatrixstonehill2]

Stella started up a stream for her fans. An unfamiliar woman was behind Stella, looking very mischievous. "Hey everyone, Stella here! And ummm...."

"I'm Corinna! How's everyone doing?"

The chat lit up, looking very excited to see where this was headed. "Soooo, I met Corinna a couple weeks ago. We went on a date. She looked so gorgeous, when I saw her reach out on Tinder I immediately wanted to spend the night with her."

"Mmmmm, come to find out Stella here is just a poor, little fakegirl!"

Stella blushed. "The second she saw my cock she smiled and said she knew I was just a boy playing pretend....."

"That's right! I had my suspicions that he was a boy. But of course I'm right! And what a shock, he's got an OnlyFans and a bunch of adult social media profiles for him to dress up and flaunt his hormone-pumped body. Why, just look at these things!" Corinna grabbed Stella's breasts, shaking them. "So full and fat? How long have you been pretending to be a girl?"

"Seven years...."

Corinna grabbed Stella's breasts until they ached. "Poor dumb boy. I bet you begged mommy and daddy for all this estrogen so you could live out your fantasies of being a porn-addicted adult film star. Did you even consider getting a real career? Or did your teenage boy brain just equate being female to being a porn star?"

"Ummmm..... I, well.... really wanted to do porn once I turned 18. Yeah..."

"Soooo pathetic, my dumb little gooner princess..... Tell your fans what you told me. How many times do you masturbate a day? For how long?"

"I.... um, I masturbate at least eight hours a day. Pretty much all I watch is porn....."

"Such an addict. What a shame. A bright young boy so corrupted and twisted by porn you thought you'd become a big-titted bimbo and get gang-banged for a living? My, such high aspirations, Stella! Er, Steve. Sorry."

"No worries..... I'll have to get used to it....."

"You guys should see how erect he is right now! And he just jerked it to some pregnant college girls giving birth in public like an hour ago. Weird, a bunch of guys were watching and jerking off but no girls. Almost like you're just a boy with fat boobs and a pretty face.... but we'll see if testosterone changes that."

Stella blushed even redder. "I bet I'll look totally different. I'm really gonna be a guy...."

"Sweetheart, you already are. To Steve's fans, we already threw out his hormones. On Monday he starts testosterone, and I convinced his doctor to put him on steroids to help move things along nice and fast. I need his balls nice and bloated with cum if he's gonna breed me!"

Stella bit her lip, starting to jerk off under water. "I'm gonna be such a horny stud..... I'm gonna breed you and any other girls you want.... My mistress."

"That's the spirit. That cock is mine, Stud, and your purpose in life now is to fill wombs with cum until their pussies look ready to gush. No more big-titted bimbo getting fucked in the ass for hours on end. Say goodbye to your pervy little boyish fantasy. It's time you become a man and do what men do. OK, darling?"

"This is so sudden.... but, my cock gets so hard thinking about breeding so many pretty girls. Getting big and strong....."

"Losing these embarrassing fat tits?"

"That too..... I guess I'm really not a girl after all....."

"Finally coming to your senses. Now how about we switch, and you can show your fans how to treat a girl!"

[wave2tyun]

Trying to write you say? 👀👀 I can’t wait to see what you’ll come up with!! And I’m sure it’ll be perfect as always 🫶

Andddd I’m not really a coffee enjoyer, but I do like coffee with milk…a lot of milk and sugar. HOWEVER I REALLY REALLY LIKE CAPUCCINO and if it’s with cinnamon? better.

I never tried hot choco with expresso tho, I might try it!!

How’s your semester going? I hope you’re feeling less stressed about it 🙁

Andddd about the boy I saw his profile on some kind of college tinder? And he’s really cute AND HIS RÉSUMÉ IS GREAT TOO (I had to look for him on LinkedIn, I won’t make a wrong choice again), but I’ve been waiting for him to reply back or accept me on ig for like a month idk. Maybe he’s already dating, but I can’t be sure of that sooooo I’ll just have to wait and if I’m correct, then it’ll be a shame😭 but oh well

indeed!!!👀👀 emphasis on trying though😞 i haven't been able to write more these past few days.......i have a bit of free time tonight though so!!!! we'll see what happens :00 i don't want to take too long with finishing the fic but at the same time i simply can't not put uni first😵‍💫

I'M ALSO A FELLOW CAPPUCCINO ENJOYER!!!!!😼😼💖 cinnamon makes it soooo good, but also hazelnut syrup????😳 a delicacy!!!!!! if you like your coffee sweet then i'm sure you'd like the hot choco with espresso :D<3

LINKEDIN?!?!?!?!?!? that's so smart actually i have never thought of checking that before😳😳😳 hmmmm maybe he's a bit reluctant to accept people he hasn't met irl?? :00 personally i tend to be like that andvhsns if he's not dating anyone atm then i really hope he'll give you a chance, let me know if anything happens!!🫣💓

honestly my semester is not going that great, and i'm even more stressed out about it than before😭 i hope it's okay if i rant a little bit about it because i'm really just so. drained. first of all my schedule is hell, it will get better after march i think but as of right now it's so. bad. i have so many group projects and so many deadlines so close to each other😭😭 there's this one course which i really don't get and i'm so afraid that i'll fail it when i have to take my exam (i don't want to do retakes cause that means i'll have to return home later in the summer.....). i also don't really like this teacher and he's been giving my group such bad feedback and he does not even elaborate it's just "this is not this. that's not that. check the book" WE'VE BEEN CHECKING THE DAMN BOOK WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SAY WHAT'S WRONG😭😭😭😭😭 and god i'm sorry i'm rambling so suddenly but i really feel the need to let it all out because i've been feeling quite shitty about myself lately, for multiple reasons😭 and one of them is also the fact that i can't stop comparing myself to the people who have much more experience than me in the field that i'm in. i know that i'm here to learn but i've been just feeling so?? out of place lately:(

[v1x3n]

˚୨୧⋆｡ - "A DATE?"

john price ⸝⸝ navigation ⸝⸝ bimbo masterlist ୨୧ tags : fluff, suggestive

୨୧ 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 : you find john on tinder, quickly setting up a cute date you two hit it off!

You find yourself strolling down a long path, soon entering one of your favourite cafes. A cute little cat cafe, you plop yourself down on a comfy seat whilst scrolling down on your phone. Well more specifically tinder, you wanted to find a boyfriend and a nice one at least. No more silly fuck boys that only want sex. You are really fucking fit but you still wanted love not just lust. A white and grey cat came and sat next to you, he shoved his head to your thigh which made you look down at him. “Ah! kandy! “ you yelp out in awe. You stroke the cat and put her down onto your lap, playing with her fur as you continue your previous acts. 

Some men there were just.. Not your type, men in tracksuits and whose hobbies are drugs are just not your thing. That's when you come across a familiar person. He was tall, he said on there he was 6 foot, he was also very built. His little description was ‘mates told me it's a good idea so here i am’ 

His beard was making you feel some things, total dilf vibes, you almost got wet just thinking about him like that. You instantly swiped yes on him, then a notification popped up saying he had added you back. 

‘Hi dear, sorry if i'm wrong but are you the same little girl from kyle garricks party last weekend? X’

Holy shit! That's where you remember him from! He was Kyle's strange yet sweet boss!

‘Omg! Are you the boss one?’

‘captain , but yeah x’

You slightly giggled and stopped petting kandy again. ‘Didn't think you were single, love x’  he sent another text just a minute later. 

‘How's that?’

‘far too pretty to be single x’ he made your feet kick under the table, which made your fluffy cat run off. “awe “ you pout at the kitty. 

‘Awh, you're sweet! You in the area?’ 

He answered yes, and you two decided to meet up right here at the cat cafe! It was kind of quick but you had met him before and he was friends with Kyle so you knew he wouldn't be some freak. So why not? Lifes is only short. 

He rocks up with a opened buttoned up shirt and blackish trousers, he looks almost too fucking fancy to be here. You giggle slightly at him which makes his eyebrows furrow towards you. John scoots closer to you whilst smiling brightly, “hello love” his familiar voice brung a small glint of happiness to you. He sits in front of you and moves his head around to look at the inside of the cafe. “The cats are cute” he then looks towards you and takes in your outfit. A fluffy tracksuit, the jacket cropped so it's showing a little of your stomach whilst the bottoms are a little baggy. You smile up at him and nod. “You come here often?” you look away from him and your face lights up, “yeah! Almost everyday” he was nice. 

You grab the menu and pass the other one to John, “I'll pay” you gleam once more at him. He had noticed that you were in a very hyper mood, giggly and bubbly. Or maybe you were always like this? “No need sweetie, I can.”

“You sure? I- i have money” you look up at him, almost pouting. “What you having love?” glancing at the menu and you pick out your usual, “vanilla cream” he does this weird yet cute beaver smile at you. Then he picks himself up and goes to order. 

Soon he comes back with your drink and a coffee, he sets them down then walks off again. Your eyebrows pull up a little as you wonder where he's off too, he wanders to you again with two chocolate chip cookies in his hand. “Hope you like these” he plops himself down and hands you one of the cookies. “Aww thanks!!” giggles sound from you and he sips on his cup of coffee. You look over at him then down at your order, as you two sit in comfortable silence and drink your cups a small kitten hops along to you both and twirls itself around johns ankle. “Who's this little one?” he glances down at the small kitty, you do the same and then give your hand to the cat. He swirls around his ankle one more then jumps at your hand, playfully hitting it. “This one's charlie.”

“You know all their names?” he chuckles softly as you nod. “There's kandy, luna, lottie, bean, nova and charlie” 

“Out the helicopter?” you squeal and laugh as you and John walk down a long path down to your house. “Yeah it was hard to stay serious after” he chuckles, he looks down whilst seeing the small glint of shine in your gorgeous eyes. 

John's eyes stay connected with the pavement and he sighs softly at you, the eyes that had been looking forward trail along to look at him. And maybe or maybe not then you check him out… his strong, buff arms with his small waist fit perfectly with his bulky thighs. “We… we should do this again!” you smile at him, his eyes move towards yours - connecting eyes and maintaining eye contact with him whilst he chuckles at you trying to not squirm away and blush. He nods and follows it up with, “you like movies?” 

As you nod he takes a left, you do too, “then we should go see something hm? Or we could at my house or yours?” You quickly gaze up at him, giggling as you almost purr, “we should at my house!!” John looks in your direction, he does a singular nod then you stop. 

“Well this is my house” mumbling through your teeth like you were nervous. 

“Goodbye sweetheart” he smiles strongly and bends over to kiss your forehead. You giggle once more. Your heart beats fast as butterflies grow powerful in your stomach, bashing into eachother with how fucking fast they were moving around. Before he leaves you grab onto the end of his shirt, he spins around and his eyebrows look quizzical. “Wait.. I have a question!”

“Was this a date?” your head tilts at him as he smiles, he laughs slightly and then sighs. John nods whilst chuckling and pets your head gently, “if you'd like it to be.” 

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[comphet-critical]

What if i had sex with like four guys (only piv with one, but gave oral/handjobs or tried to with the others (i'm bad at it lmaoo)) but was drunk?? I mean, i wanted it to happen, and i remember even feeling dissapointed when they didn't have condoms with them so we couldn't do piv, but maybe it was just bc i was drunk and wasn't fully realizing what was going to happen?? As you can imagine, all four guys were strangers i met at the pub. Next day i didn't feel repulsed but i certainly didn't wanna know anything about these guys and even felt anxious when one of them kept on texting me (i had to block him)

Also, i had sex with one guy who i met on tinder (it was on our third date, and we had been talking for two months i think) back in march/april of last year, being fully sober and while it wasn't really pleasent bc he was too big for me and i was kind of awkward i didn't feel repulsed but when it ended and we went to sleep i felt super anxious about it bc i didn't really enjoy it either and couldn't really sleep :/

i went home the next day and we even had a fourth date and had a good time hanging out but i remember him implying that we could go to his home to hook up again and i excused myself saying that it was a really nice day outside and that we should enjoy it. Eventually, we kind of planed a 5th date in his house to watch a sport that we both liked but i felt anxious about it (bc i knew that he would try to have sex again) and i declined and eventually we stopped talking.

Apart from all of this, i think i've had crushes on boys/men, but i'm not really sure anymore, and i think that sometimes it was more wistful thinking or even admiration in the case of the celebrity ones??? But from time to time i find a guy attractive (mostly when i'm kind of buzzed but not always) and i don't know what to believe because granted my experiences i don't know if i would enjoy being sexual with him or not.

Like, last time, i was hanging with two of my friends and some friends of them and while we were drinking at my friend's house, one of them caught my eye and i kind of felt attracted to him and this only intessified when we went to the club and i tried to dance with him (and got succesful lol). I remember feeling jealous when he would dance with the other two girls in our group and happy when he started to dance with me. Also, i felt warm and comfortable with him touching me and i felt like i was into it. At some point i tried to make out with him but he let me know that he wasn't interested and just liked dancing with girls because of the sensuality or whatever (also i think he told me he was gay but then told another girl he had a girlfriend so to this day i don't know lmaoo) and so nothing happened and eventually we went home and i was very embarrassed the next day bc i probs made him uncomfortable. Also, when we were saying our goodbyes i told our mutual friend that i wanted her to let me know when he was coming on our next night out and apparently i was very insistent over it.

Aaaaaaand i could give other examples of my experiences with men, but i'm already sorry i made you read this. But basically there's been men in which i have had some interest/crush but i could never really test it because i never tried or because they weren't interested. On the other hand, because of this sometimes i've settled for guys that wanted me and entertained them for the night, a few days (twice at a summer camp lmao), and with the tinder guy i guess for a month, before i got tired/anxious (the ones i made out while on a night out were more or less fun, mostly initiated by them. The only time i really initiated and felt like i wanted to know about the guy the next day i forgot to get his number and our mutual friend said he wasn't attending classes anymore lmao).

And lastly (bestie i swear i'm sorry for putting you through this) i kinda had two boyfriends when i was like 8 and 12 (so not really bf but you get it) and the first one didn't really like me and when he told me i remember crying and feeling upset about it and the other one apparenlty didn't like me either (we actually dated for like 3 months even if we didn't see each other that much but we kissed and i didn't feel repulsed nor anxious, which it's interesting i guess, but also it didn't feel special, just fine i guess) and lets say i was dramatic and made a scene in front of mutual friends and people made fun of me for several years which affected me and made me really insecure (among other things but whatever).

Sooo, i know you are not a psychologist (i should talk to this to a therapist, i know) but what do you think about my experiences?? I know i'm attracted to girls but figuring out how i feel about boys is so difficult and makes me stressed and sometimes i think it even consumes me?? Almost as it was a puzzle and i needed to me make sense of all the pieces and i can't rest till i figure it out. Btw, i'm a 23 y/o and at some point i thought of my self as a lesbian due to some of these expierences but then i've met a guy that caught my eye or that i kind of felt attracted to (like the one i danced with) and i don't know what to think. Anyway, sorry for all of this, in a way i just needed to vent because it's all to much.

you’re bisexual